331: I am such a sucker
Cui Xinrong glared at Xia Ning and blamed her for being too talkative.
Xia Ning turned around angrily:
"It's up to you whether you want to or not, it's like someone is begging you!"
Cui Xinrong was overwhelmed when he saw that the strength that had been gathered with great difficulty was instantly broken into pieces because Jia Song was beaten.
He had just found the feeling of acting in a musical and was waiting to show off his skills, but who could have thought that Jia Song would be beaten into such a state in an instant?
Cui Xinrong waved his hands tiredly at everyone and said:
"Let's all go. Let Secretary Jia rest here. Let's all go—"
Driven by Cui Xinrong, the girls from the propaganda team left the infirmary, looking back every few steps. They felt both distressed and amused at Jia Song being beaten.
What exactly happened just now?
Why did Director Zhou treat Jia Song so cruelly?
Although they felt that the atmosphere between Director Zhou and Jia Song was not right, they all thought that the two would just have a few arguments at most.
Who could have thought that Director Zhou would actually beat someone up?
And he hit the man so hard that his arm was dislocated!
The girls just left the infirmary and kept muttering, what on earth had just happened?
They ran into Yu Xiaoye, who had a sullen face, and they all came over to ask:
"Captain, what happened just now?"
"What did Director Jia say to piss off Director Zhou?"
“——”
Faced with everyone's questions, Yu Xiaoye didn't know what was wrong with Zhou. He just started fighting out of the blue?
It's so brutal!
But when he thought about the fact that Zhou had killed many people with real swords and guns on the battlefield, he felt that it was not so bad. At least no one shot killed Jia Song, so Jia Song was lucky to have saved his life.
Yu Xiaoye patiently explained:
"It's okay. It has nothing to do with us. They knew each other before. Maybe there was some conflict. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us."
Chen Ci asked:
"Secretary Jia dislocated his arm and said he won't be performing anymore. How can we rehearse anymore? Is there still time to make a last-minute substitution?"
Yu Xiaoye said firmly:
"No! He just has an arm injury, not a broken tongue. Let's keep using him."
Xiang Xuemei said worriedly:
"But he's so angry that he probably won't be able to come back."
Yu Xiaoye sighed in his heart.
It is definitely not possible to change people.
Not to mention that she couldn't find a suitable person temporarily, even if she could find one, she would still have to get used to it again, which would add a lot of variables. She really couldn't stand it.
Rehearsing this musical in such a short time has already drained her body. Now, to go through it again, do they really think she is an iron man who won't get tired?
Yu Xiaoye arranged:
"You guys go back and continue rehearsing your own project. I'll go talk to him."
After saying that, he rushed into the infirmary.
There were several beds in the duty room of the infirmary, but there were not many people inside, only two educated youth on duty.
As soon as Yu Xiaoye came in, he saw Jia Song lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, looking completely hopeless.
The right arm holding the board rests naturally on the body.
Yu Xiaoye felt both distressed and a little amused when he saw it.
Jia Song, who is so arrogant in the company, actually has a day when he suffers a loss?
Yu Xiaoye walked straight over and sat down beside the bed.
Jia Song noticed someone sitting next to him. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Yu Xiaoye. He suddenly turned around and turned his back to Yu Xiaoye.
Seeing how Jia Song disliked her, Yu Xiaoye did not try to comfort him with any kind words.
She knew Jia Song's temper, and the more she tried to coax him, the more counterproductive it was. She said with a hint of complaint:
"Why did you mess with him? Now you're fine, you've been gloriously wounded!"
Jia Song was still waiting for Yu Xiaoye to come and apologize, so that he could be humiliated. He didn't expect this girl to come and kick him when he was down. Jia Song suddenly turned around, lay on his back on the bed, looked at Yu Xiaoye and said:
"Are you here to laugh at me?"
Yu Xiaoye said without comment:
"Brother Jia, if you ask me, you deserve it. What are you trying to do with your chatterbox? Others may not know his bad temper, but don't you? You insisted on walking into the gun, and now you're done for?"
"You, you you you you—Yu Xiaoye, do you have any conscience when you say this?! Why did I contradict him? Wasn't it to help you?"
Yu Xiaoye frowned:
"Brother Jia, do I need you to stand up for me? If you don't stand up for me, I'll just get a few scoldings at most, and I'll just ignore it. It won't hurt me. But what did you get for standing up for me? Didn't you get your arm dislocated?"
Jia Song listened to Yu Xiaoye's gloating tone and sighed angrily, clutching his liver.
"I've been such a sucker! I feel so sorry for my arm!"
Yu Xiaoye advised:
"Brother Jia, don't be angry. A man of integrity is one who can bend and stretch. You've suffered this loss, so next time you should learn your lesson. Don't contradict him. We really can't afford to offend him!"
Jia Song closed his eyes:
"Just go away and stop irritating me—just pretend I don't exist."
Yu Xiaoye didn't move and still sat by the bed.
Jia Song noticed that Yu Xiaoye was unwilling to leave, so he opened his eyes again and asked:
"What else do you want to do?"
Yu Xiaoye said quietly:
"Brother Jia, if you have nothing else to do, come back with me and continue rehearsing, okay?"
Jia Song was immediately furious. He jumped up, raised his hanging arm and said:
"Yu Xiaoye, do you still have a conscience as small as a fingernail? I've been hurt so badly for you, and not only did you not say a word of comfort, you even told me to go back to rehearsal. Do you still have any humanity?"
Yu Xiaoye then said softly:
"Brother Jia, don't worry, this beating will not be in vain. I will definitely help you extort money from him. No,
I want him to pay for lost wages and mental damages. This matter cannot be resolved without thirty yuan!"
"Is this really about money, Yu Xiaoye?!"
"Brother Jia, now that things have come to this, the loss has already been incurred. Be rational and stop cursing. It's useless. Let's be practical and ask him for money. Is there anything more practical than money?"
Jia Song looked at Yu Xiaoye as if he were a demon:
"You're obsessed with money, don't you know what integrity is? If you say so, I'll dislocate Zhou's arm and pay him thirty yuan. Is that okay with you?"
Yu Xiaoye lowered his eyelids and asked a very heart-piercing question coldly:
"Can you beat him?"
“——”
"He's been in the army for so many years and has been on the battlefield. How can you compare to his physique?"
"I--"
Jia Song was furious. Was this guy here to cause trouble for me?!
Isn’t it bad enough that your arm was dislocated? Why do you step on me?
Jia Song raised his hand angrily, as if to slap Yu Xiaoye.
Yu Xiaoye quickly stood up and hid far away, saying rudely:
"Brother Jia, I see you're in good spirits. Why don't you come back with me for rehearsal?"
"No! You've already hurt my feelings, and you still want me to go back to rehearsal? What the hell are you dreaming of!"
Yu Xiaoye didn't mind being scolded, she said sincerely:
"Brother Jia, you can be angry, but we can't delay the important matter. We've worked so hard to achieve the results we have now. If we give up halfway, I really won't be willing to accept it. All our efforts will be in vain. Can you please go back? Just consider it as helping me. You are my brother, and I will call you brother for the rest of my life!"
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