Chapter 30 Chapter 30 She must be crazy
On the stage, Lu Yao raised his head.
The next second, everyone came to their senses and immediately ran towards the stage. Qiu Yuge was so scared that he fell to the ground, but immediately got up.
There was a cage standing in the center of everyone on the stage, surrounded by Qiu Yuge, Zhu Xiangming, Cang Zizhen, Yin Hongxue, and Luo Wenbai, while Lu Yao and Bai You were covered inside.
"Are you okay? Are you guys okay?" Ding Ling came from behind and ran out of the cage.
Lu Yao released the hand that was pressing on Bai You's head and shook his head at Ding Ling, "It's okay."
The headset carried his voice clearly from the speakers to everyone's ears.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Bai You suddenly came back to his senses when he heard Lu Yao's voice.
"I, I." His Adam's apple rolled, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't say a word. His blank eyes met Lu Yao, and suddenly calmed down.
The slightly cool temperature seemed to still linger on his body and in his ears. Before the sound of something heavy falling to the ground, he first heard Lu Yao's calm voice, and then he suddenly fell into his arms.
Bai You let out a long sigh, his heart finally settling down after nearly jumping out of his chest. He forced a stiff smile at Ding Ling, "It's okay."
Seeing that both of them were fine, Ding Ling breathed a sigh of relief and anxiously urged the staff to move the cage away.
As soon as the cage was moved away, she was about to say something to comfort him, but suddenly she noticed something.
"You're hurt!" She looked at the torn clothes on Lu Yao's back with her eyes wide open.
Lu Yao lowered his eyes to look at the thorns at his feet and nodded: "Yes, I was scratched."
Ding Ling's eyes darkened, and she forced herself to pull out her phone. "I'll call right now. Just bear with me, the doctor will be here soon."
"No need." Lu Yao held Ding Ling's phone. "There are a lot of people outside. It's not appropriate to call an ambulance at this time. I'm not seriously injured. Just find someone to drive me to the hospital."
Ding Ling: "..."
What was going on with these complicated emotions? How could she hear a sense of comfort in Lu Yao's words?
No, it’s already this late, and Lu Yao is still thinking that calling an ambulance would have a bad impact?
Oh my God, if the timing hadn't been inappropriate, Ding Ling would have been so moved that she would have cried.
Is this the professionalism of an idol?
She quickly put away her phone and started calling for help on the intercom.
"Li Qiang! Li Qiang! Come find me!" After calling out, he reached out to help Lu Yao off the stage, but was afraid of touching his wound. He put his hands in the air, not knowing where to land. In the end, he could only urge the people around him, "Make way, make way."
The others immediately dispersed. Qiu Yuge supported Bai You and followed behind. Zhu Xiangming and others walked towards the backstage with their hearts pounding.
The remaining staff looked around, their faces filled with shock.
Wang Mingzhi stood in the corner with his hands covering his chest, his mouth unable to close for a long time.
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【Something big happened! 】
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[Main Building] I can’t say too much, but there was a big problem with the fifth generation’s stage. Let’s see how the follow-up will be arranged.
[1st floor]
I hurriedly clicked in, drew my sword, and looked around, feeling lost. Is there a law that can sentence the Riddler?
【2nd floor】
On the top floor, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to post it.
【3rd floor】
Click scam.
【4th floor】
Isn't today a rehearsal for the fifth generation? What could go wrong?
[5th floor]
The official performance is tomorrow, so something went wrong today? Does that mean tomorrow's performance has to be cancelled?
6th Floor
No way, the tickets are sold and the fans are here. If something goes wrong, what will happen to these fans?
7th Floor
There were no fans outside taking pictures during rehearsal today?
8th Floor
Yes, how could there be no one filming the rehearsal?
9th Floor
Come on, tell me what happened today.
10th Floor
What about the OP? You really don't say anything? I'll also write a few words, I've been so quiet lately
11th Floor
Reply [12th floor]
Indeed, they are about to debut, so why hasn't anything happened? This is not the debut battle I want to see.
13th Floor
Fans were there, I didn't capture what was happening inside, I just heard someone singing from outside, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and then nothing happened.
14th Floor
A loud bang? How loud?
15th Floor
Reply [14th floor]
Very huge
16th Floor
Reply [15th floor]
That doesn't feel good.
17th Floor
No, no one filmed inside this time? Didn't someone sneak into the rehearsal before? This time, they only filmed outside?
18th Floor
Reply [17th floor]
Yes... How could it be possible that she couldn't take a picture of the girl who was so powerful?
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Seeing Li Qiang's car driving out of the venue, Ding Ling hurried back to deal with the follow-up matters.
Maintenance, rehearsal, confidentiality...things were handled one by one. When the venue became quiet again, Ding Ling received a call from Li Qiang.
"Bai You is fine, but Lu Yao's injury is a bit serious." Li Qiang lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Yao sitting on the hospital bed, frowning.
When Ding Ling arrived at the hospital, Lu Yao's wound was just being sutured.
Before the gauze was applied, she could clearly see a wound that spread from her left shoulder to her waist.
Red blood beads were slowly oozing out, making Ding Ling's eyes go dark.
Such a long wound is really fatal.
"How could he be so badly injured!" Ding Ling squeezed her eyes shut, hoping everything was an illusion. She opened them again, but the scene before her remained unchanged. "Didn't you say the injury wasn't serious?"
Lu Yao didn’t even notice such a big wound on his body?
Lu Yao turned around and said, "It's just a superficial wound, not serious indeed."
"..." Ding Ling was furious when she saw that calm face. It was already this time, and he still had that 'dead face'.
Her hands were shaking as she pointed at Lu Yao's back, "You call this a superficial injury?!"
"The wound was very shallow and not much blood came out." Lu Yao explained.
Ding Ling became even angrier. She felt that there was a huge gap between her and Lu Yao's cognition, and they could not communicate at all. She turned to look at the doctor next to her and asked, "Doctor, how is he?"
The doctor examined her for a long time, and this time he finally had the chance to speak: "The wound has been treated. Go back and rest and you'll be fine. Don't worry too much. His wound is just a little longer, not deep. It will be fine after resting." Seeing that Ding Ling's face was really ugly, the doctor also said a few words of comfort, "Relax, it's okay."
Hearing this, Ding Ling managed to calm herself down and nodded, "I understand, doctor."
"I prescribed both internal and external medications. Remember to change the external medication every day."
Ding Ling nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay."
"When you get home, eat light food. Avoid oily, salty, or spicy foods. Also, avoid strenuous exercise and don't strain the wound."
"No problem." Ding Ling agreed.
Lu Yao's voice suddenly rang out: "No."
Ding Ling turned around.
Lu Yao looked at the doctor and said, "I have a performance tomorrow."
The doctor looked at Ding Ling.
Ding Ling choked, feeling absurd. What was going on? Was he worried about the performance? She took a deep breath and explained to the doctor, "We're an entertainment company, and he's a trainee there. He has a concert tomorrow, and he has a show to perform."
"What kind of show?"
"A singing and dancing show."
"Singing and dancing..." The doctor hesitated, "That won't work. Singing alone is fine, but dancing will definitely tear the wound."
Ding Ling nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! I know, this definitely won't work."
Lu Yao spoke again: "Is it really impossible, doctor?"
The doctor hesitated, the doctor hesitated.
Ding Ling couldn't help it, "Lu Yao! What are you thinking about! You're so badly injured, the doctor said you need to rest well! I know you've been preparing for tomorrow's stage for a long time, but no one wants something like this to happen. You should take good care of yourself. If you missed this stage, there will always be another one next time."
"Can't Lu Yao go on stage?" Bai You and Qiu Yuge walked into the ward after finishing the examination and just heard Ding Ling's words.
Ding Ling looked back at Bai You, but before she could say anything, Lu Yao spoke again.
"I can do it."
Ding Ling wanted to curse.
She pointed at Lu Yao's back and asked Bai You to look for himself. "Tell me, is he injured like this, can he go on stage?"
Bai You and Qiu Yuge walked closer and saw Lu Yao's back.
"Is this all?" Bai You's voice trembled slightly.
Ding Ling felt something was wrong and looked at Lu Yao's back again.
In order to avoid tearing the wound, Lu Yao did not take off his shirt. Instead, he used scissors to cut a gap along the torn part, revealing the wound.
Just now, Ding Ling's attention was all on the sutured wound. Now looking at it again, she noticed that there was something else under the seam of the clothes, in those faint bloodstains.
One after another, all raised scars.
No, they're all scars?
Why are there so many scars?
In an instant, countless guesses flashed through Ding Ling's mind.
Ding Ling was confused, Ding Ling hesitated, Ding Ling struggled, but Ding Ling still asked.
"Why do you have so many scars on your back?"
Could this be domestic violence?
Lu Yao answered readily: "I got injured while practicing martial arts."
Martial arts training? Oh, that makes sense.
What the hell is reasonable!
What kind of martial arts would cause so many injuries and leave so many scars?
Ding Ling looked at the doctor.
The doctor coughed lightly: "These injuries are indeed not intentional."
The doctor noticed these scars when he was suturing just now. His years of medical experience allowed him to make a quick judgment.
The direction, depth, and size of the wounds are different between intentional injuries and unintentional injuries.
"These were indeed unintentional injuries. As for whether they were caused by martial arts training, I can't tell."
Lu Yao looked at Ding Ling without saying anything, but Ding Ling clearly saw the words "See, I didn't lie" in his eyes.
"That's not the point." Ding Ling quickly regained her composure. "With your injury, you can't go on stage tomorrow."
"Ah?" Bai You looked reluctant.
Ding Ling was now completely rude and spoke as soon as she heard the voice: "Why, do you think Lu Yao can go on stage now?"
She looked directly at Bai You with an oppressive look in her eyes.
Qiu Yuge pulled Bai You behind him and said, "Bai You, that's not what you meant."
"So what does he mean?" Ding Ling sighed. "Yes, the stage is important, but does that mean your body is unimportant? Without your body, no matter how much you love the stage, it's useless."
Lu Yao is young and cannot see the seriousness of the matter. She understands Lu Yao's persistence, but she has to be responsible for everyone.
Bai You looked left and right, with many things he wanted to say, but the words were on the tip of his tongue and he couldn't say a word.
"Shouldn't you ask me about this?"
Ding Ling looked at Lu Yao who was speaking.
"Doctor, if I must perform tomorrow, is my body okay?" Lu Yao asked the doctor, but his eyes were always fixed on Ding Ling.
The doctor hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "Okay."
Lu Yao smiled and said, "I can do it. The doctor also said it's okay. I will go on stage tomorrow."
There was no uneasiness, no questioning, just a firm affirmation.
silence.
"Sister Ling, Lu Yao said he can." Bai You's voice sounded faintly, breaking the silence.
Ding Ling didn't say anything. She and Lu Yao looked into each other's eyes. It was the same face and the same look, which reminded her of the video in the South City office, and even more so of their brief conversation in the cafeteria last time.
She suddenly calmed down.
Countless thoughts flashed through Ding Ling's mind, but finally disappeared under this gaze.
She heard her own voice.
"good."
She must be crazy, she thought.
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[Draft] This is a really hard game to win
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Cong An, a trainee who failed to form a group in the training system, started over a year later and decided to participate in the biannual boy group audition.
In the program two years ago, "Starry Night", which has been held for six seasons, became a hit with the famous scene of everyone making trouble, and in one fell swoop brought back the program's declining ratings.
This included, but was not limited to, passionate bran on the first stage, malicious injuries during theme song practice, open and covert competition among the one-centimeter teams, and the sudden explosion of scandals when the rankings were announced... The trainees were all fighting with swords and sabers, and the show was full of trainees collapsing...
The eighth season of the show is about to start recording this year, and even before the list of trainees is announced, fans are already gearing up for it.
Last season was so exciting, will this season be as brilliant as before?
The trainees are also ready to go, taking out the previous season's program to study frame by frame, determined to give a "brilliant" performance in the program.
They don't hesitate to use the greatest malice to speculate on people's minds. After so many years of talent shows, they know exactly what tricks are effective and how to get more shots.
Everyone has countless plans in mind, just to compete for the final debut spot.
But what's going on? Where are all the villains? How come one person is so sincere?
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After years of training in the development department, although Cong'an is young, he knows a lot.
He made full use of everything he had learned and displayed it vividly in the show, moving step by step closer to the position of his dreams.
Gay sex? Disputes? Intrigue?
No big deal, nothing more than that.
Cong An pursed her lips and smiled.
The dark eyes looking towards the camera express the courage and determination to burn the boats.
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Sincerity is the ultimate weapon√
Hard work will bear sweet fruits√
If you are not my brother, why are you pretending in front of me?
Those who understand will understand√
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