Chapter 110 The Queen Cried
This is really humiliating.
Song Qingxing couldn't help but think in her heart that Xie Jingcheng was not only rich, he also had good looks, a good figure, and a good family background...
He is even an acting genius. Such people are rare. No matter from which angle I look at it, I am marrying up to him.
As a result, the man still thought Xie Jingcheng was just average.
It's really a top-notch simple mind.
Paper money for the dead fluttered and fell on the tiles. Song Qingxing looked at the man who was approaching step by step and shook her head again.
"That's not true. I earn a lot of money, but..."
"I really like her."
Although the motive was not pure, we cannot say that here, and what Song Qingxing said was almost mixed with sincerity.
It's very moving to listen to.
"Then you deserve to die!"
"As an idol, how can you have feelings for someone else?"
The man swung the sharp knife, and Song Qingxing dodged sideways. Even though she had already rehearsed it in her mind, she still managed to escape the disaster thanks to her flexible body developed from years of dancing.
But the blade cut his shoulder and blood flowed.
Pain radiated from my arm.
Song Qingxing bit her lips tightly and ran forward desperately. She walked out of the bathroom and saw several people walking towards her not far away. She breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Qingxing then spoke to the man who followed closely.
"Will I be with you?"
"You're kidding! How can you compare to Xie Jingcheng, you ugly freak?"
Blood continued to flow out from between her fingers. Song Qingxing exposed her true nature at this moment. She was just that kind of person, extremely proud and would never want to fall into the dust.
If the experiences in the previous life were not too painful, one would not learn to bow his head and accept someone who might love him.
Several crew members who were chatting and laughing on the set naturally noticed the commotion and quickly ran over.
But the man seemed not to be shaken at all when faced with a group of people running towards him. Blood was dripping from the tip of the knife, and he looked like a devil crawling out of hell.
"Do you dislike me?"
"Song Qingxing, you once flirted with me on stage!"
Here we go again, the so-called three major illusions in life, such as the person you like is looking at you, and the idol is staring at you and smiling.
Are you kidding me?
There are thousands of people off the court, and even if I notice them, I won’t even glance at them!
This wink can't be directed at just one person, it's for the fans.
But it was useless to defend herself at this moment. Song Qingxing was already limp and had no strength left. Her blood was like a ribbon, dripping all over the floor on the road leading to the toilet.
The face also began to turn pale rapidly due to excessive blood loss. There is a difference between sickly white and cold white. Cold white can still show health, with the skin faintly showing a healthy red. The sickly white is like a dying person, or a vampire who has not been exposed to sunlight for a thousand years.
The man rushed forward like an angry bull, and the two staff members were unable to stop him. One was injured in his left arm, and the other was cut in the chest. They both fell to the ground in pain.
Song Qingxing was stabbed on her calf, and the pain was so severe that her soul almost left her body, but now was not the time to feel pain.
Song Qingxing raised her foot and kicked, just as she had thought of that lecherous assistant director, accurately aiming at the man's weakness.
This time, even the fierce bandit couldn't hold the knife in his hand and fell directly into the dust.
"Quick, hold him down!"
Many people heard the screams and the noise and rushed to the toilet. One of the men raised his leg and kicked the dagger more than ten meters away.
…
After Xie Jingcheng finished the performance, he was still wearing the vest, but because the weather was too hot, Xie Jingcheng tied the vest up.
His perfect abdominal muscles were revealed, and he was reaching out to take the water handed to him by Tang Tang.
Then I heard a noisy sound coming from not far away.
"Come and catch the madman!"
"There's a madman out there who hurt three of us!"
The sound was so earth-shattering that the other crew members who were still eating their lunch boxes stopped what they were doing and ran over.
Although the crew often has those desperate paparazzi breaking in, this is the first time such a crazy situation has occurred.
"How could something like this happen here on the set?"
Tang Tang brought the water he had collected early in the morning. The water in the basin was crystal clear and rippling.
Xie Jingcheng slowly stretched out her hand. She had been filming for the entire morning, touching only the dusty props, and there was black mud between her fingers.
Of course, you have to wash it thoroughly.
After washing his hands, the water in the basin had become a little turbid. Xie Jingcheng took the towel and wiped his fingers carefully, then nodded with satisfaction.
Then he looked around the set, but didn't see any familiar figures.
"Where's Qingxing?"
She asked her assistant.
"Looks like he went to the bathroom."
Tang Tang naturally also observed Song Qingxing, but considering that he was Xie Jingcheng's assistant, if he left, it would be considered a dereliction of duty.
So, Tang Tang did not follow.
And he is not someone's assistant, but he follows him to the bathroom, which is quite perverted.
restroom?
Xie Jingcheng's expression began to become serious. If she guessed correctly, the panicked sound just now also came from the direction of the toilet.
not good!
Xie Jingcheng dropped the towel in his hand and ran towards the toilet. Because he had long legs, he ran fast.
There was the sound of whistling wind in his ears. As the distance got closer, Xie Jingcheng saw the mess on the ground. The man was controlled by several big men.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
But then, blood was found all over the ground.
"Qing Xing?"
Xie Jingcheng pushed through the crowd and saw Song Qingxing, whose wound had been simply treated. There was mud on her face and the left side of her clothes was stained with blood.
The same goes for the calves; the white shoes looked like they had been fished out of blood.
However, apart from looking a little paler, Song Qingxing was still the same as usual, with the corners of her mouth raised to her own.
"I'm fine."
"Stop lying."
Xie Jingcheng really wanted to help, but it seemed that Song Qingxing's bleeding had stopped temporarily.
All we can do now is stay still and wait for the ambulance to arrive.
"I'm not going to lie to you. I just gave that man a good kick."
"He couldn't even hold the knife steady..."
But in the end, Song Qingxing couldn't help but frowning and pretending to be relaxed. It was easy to perform in a theater, but she actually realized how difficult it was after experiencing it herself.
"Forget it... I'm glad you're okay..."
Song Qingxing felt her cheek being gently touched by the other person's thumb. Xie Jingcheng seemed to have used some hand sanitizer, and there was a faint fragrance on his hands.
but……
Why does the back of my hand feel hot?
Because Xie Jingcheng cried.
That was the heat brought by the burning tears falling on the back of the hand.
It wasn't like me, who had to endure the pain, with tears welling up in my eyes and crying redly, but the tears fell like rain, like a heavy downpour.
I only get to cry like this once.
That was when her mother was issued a critical illness notice. Song Qingxing also leaned against the cold walls of the hospital like this, losing control. Her tear glands were like a reservoir releasing floodwaters, and she couldn't stop them.
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