Chapter Seventy-One: Are You Really an Unspoken Male Artist?
When Kim Shouzhi woke up, it was already afternoon.
She blinked, realizing that she didn't know when she was already lying on the bed in the infirmary.
Thinking back to the events of the morning, she only felt a tingling pain in her head, and then the resentful eyes of Xu Peipei and An Xin appeared in front of her eyes.
She said in a daze, "Why am I here?"
As soon as the words fell, a magnetic voice came from beside him: "Is there anything uncomfortable in the body?"
Jin Shouzhi suddenly came to her senses and met a pair of clear eyes.
It's Nan Xinliang!
She immediately sat up: "Nan PD is good." β
Why is she here? Why is he here?!
Jin Shouzhi desperately recalled for a long time, and then remembered that he seemed to faint on the stage. She touched her elbow, as if she could still remember the warm hands that held her.
She lowered her head: "Thank you, Nan PD, for causing you trouble." β
Nan Xinliang smiled lowly: "It's all trivial." β
Jin Shouzhi couldn't help but peek at him. The afternoon sun crept in through the window and sprinkled on him, like a layer of gold for him.
He looked out the window, revealing a beautiful side face.
At first glance, this scene looks like an oil painting.
Jin Shouzhi was in a trance.
Did he bring himself to the infirmary?
She remembered again that on the stage, when she was almost pointed out by Qianfu, it seemed that Nan Xinliang was in front of her, covering up so many ridicule and cold arrows for her.
Jin Shouzhi's heart swelled with waves.
There is a lot of black information about her outside, doesn't Nan Xinliang have a trace of suspicion? Why help her?
I lied to her in the bathroom before, and when I saw her alone when I was playing games, I took the initiative to team up with her......
In this way, it seems that she owes him a lot of favors!
After thinking about it for a while, Jin Shouzhi finally couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart and asked, "Isn't Nan PD a little suspicious?"
Nan Xinliang blinked: "What?"
Jin Shouzhi: "It's those rumors about me on the Internet......"
He laughed, "Yes." β
Jin Shouzhi's eyes widened: "Huh?"
Nan Xinliang leaned closer and whispered, "Are you really an unspoken male artist?"
Kim Shouzhi: "!"
What is he saying......
Looking at Nan Xinliang's enlarged face, he still couldn't find the slightest flaw.
Jin Shouzhi only felt that her head was confused, and she couldn't think of a word of what she usually replied easily.
Jin Shouzhi: "No, I, that ......"
Before she could react, Nan Xinliang smiled lowly again.
"Rest well, the doctor said you fainted because of anemia. He gently touched Jin Shouzhi's head: "Eat more, you are too thin." β
After saying this, Nan Xinliang left.
Jin Shouzhi touched the residual temperature on the top of her head, was stunned for a while, and writhed on the bed in frustration for a long time.
"What! I couldn't say a word just now, Jin Shouzhi, what's wrong with you, take out your usual intimidating momentum, 5555!"
After ten minutes of breathing adjustment, Kim finally calmed down.
At this moment, the faces of Xu Peipei and An Xin clearly appeared in her mind.
She couldn't help but think of all the things that had happened before: the sudden explosion of marketing accounts and the hacking of her script, An Xin's words, Alice's sneer, and everything that happened on the scene.
ββSpecially made trouble on the day the rankings were announced, if there was no Nan Xinliang to control the field, I don't know which direction the situation would develop.
If she hadn't fainted because she remembered everything in her previous life, I was afraid that she would have been forced to withdraw from the competition on the spot!
Jin Shouzhi's Ruifeng's eyes narrowed coldly.
Xu Peipei, An Xin, and - Alice.
The three of you wait for me, and then it's my turn to "perform"!