Chapter 8 Me and My Proud Stubbornness

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"Are you alright? Wang Lei and Niu Mingming surrounded him and asked.

Han Shi finally carried the rice back, and when he put down the bamboo basket at the dam, his body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

"Do you want to call the medical staff who accompany the crew. ”

First, after all, this incident made Wang Lei have a different opinion of Han Shi, and second, no matter how bad it is, he is just a fifteen-year-old child, so the eagerness and concern on Wang Lei's face are really true.

"It's okay, I'm going back to my room to rest, that's all. Saying that, Han Shi rudely pushed away Niu Mingming and Wang Lei in front of him, and walked towards the room.

"Brother (big brother), thank you. Pan Yan and Pan Xiaomei thanked them in unison.

"No!" Leaving these two words, Han Shi got into the room and closed the wooden door with a bang.

Speaking of which, Han Shi's room was the marriage room of Pan Yan's parents in the past, so in comparison, it is the most beautiful one.

"The attitude is still the same, it seems to be a whim. Wang Lei said in her mouth.

Sister Lei came over and watched, and the director turned on the surveillance in Han Shi's room. Niu Mingming shouted.

"What's there to see, when I'm tired, I'm sure I'll go back to the house to rest. Wang Lei was not interested.

"Sister Lei, come here, come here. Niu Ming suddenly shouted loudly, as if he had seen the face of the ghost.

"What a situation. Wang Lei walked over quickly, and the moment she saw the monitoring screen, her face changed like Niu Mingming.

I saw that in the screen, Han Shi pulled the round collar to the left, revealing his right shoulder, and there were several swollen bars on the shoulder, the deepest of which was directly worn out of the skin and bloody.

Han Shi rummaged through his backpack, found a few band-aids, Yunnan Baiyao, and fumbled to stick them on the wound.

A bar-shaped scar is about six centimeters, even the entire bandage of Yunnan Baiyao is only about six centimeters, and the middle brother who really sticks to the wound is 2*2, and Han Shi is very uncommon sense to stick it vertically, so that the adhesive part is attached to the wound.

"No wonder the shoulders are strangled as if they had been slashed with a knife. ”

Han Shitong guò calculated, with a rather strange posture, at least 17% of the body's strength is saved, he is not a person who relies on willpower to solve everything, although a person who can't take care of himself in life and suddenly gets light can't be underestimated willpower, but what can be solved with the brain, why use willpower?

He is not the protagonist of a fantasy novel.

But it's still a bit of an overestimation of the original owner's body......

"Even though I calculated the most labor-saving way to walk according to the center of gravity of the force, and the way of carrying the bamboo basket, so that the weight was spread over the whole body instead of the bare shoulders, it was still strangled like this, the original owner's shoulders were not lifted anything, it was too tender. ”

In the same way, the left shoulder is exposed to the air.

The wound on the left shoulder was worse than the one on the right, and there was a blur of flesh and blood on one of the bars, and it was extremely painful to shrug the shoulder.

The left shoulder is more seriously injured than the right shoulder, because the hands that have been strangled red are more powerful in the right hand, so when the tiger mouth is padded, it can remove more force from the right shoulder.

"Hoo ......"

Han Shi let out a long breath of exhaust gas, and after applying the band-aid twice, his body staggered up from the bed, and his legs felt like they had been pricked by thousands of needles, not like his own at all.

Turning his gaze back to the outside, the people in front of the surveillance cameras were in a group, with mixed feelings, and they didn't expect to see such a scene at all.

I didn't expect that Han Shi's shoulder was bleeding, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and he forcibly carried the rice back.

Everyone, the director, producer, gaffer, Wang Lei, Niu Mingming, etc., didn't expect Han Shi's shoulder to hurt so badly.

This kind of wound is not to say that it is fifteen years old, even if it is twenty-five years old, it is difficult to bear, Han Shi did not let people see it at all, how it is not a guò surveillance camera, I believe no one knows.

"Ye Ya remembered to remind me to broadcast this surveillance into the second episode of the program. The director was very happy after pondering, he believed that if the second episode of the program was broadcast, Han Shi's image would definitely be subverted, and then the ratings and discussion would all come.

"Xiaolei, send the medicine to Han Shi. "The director took an anti-inflammatory pill.

Wang Lei took the medicine and walked to Han Shi's room, Peng Peng knocked on the door, the wooden board could only be locked from the outside, and the door latch inside didn't know where to go, and the door slot was empty.

"I'm Wang Lei, I'm in. So after knocking, Wang Lei reported her name, pushed the door and entered, one foot just stepped into the threshold, and immediately retracted when she raised her eyes.

Wang Lei saw Han Shi holding the butterfly knife that cut Xiaomu, and she was scared.

"What's the matter?" Han Shi asked without turning his head, holding a piece of tree pole brought back from outside in his left hand, and a butterfly knife in his right hand, the knife dancing on the tree pole.

Han Shi had read a novel written by a master before, and his current behavior was to learn the protagonist in the novel.

"Are you carving things?" Wang Lei looked outside for a long time before she was sure that the knife in Han Shi's hand was used to carve things, not to hurt people.

Han Shi snorted in a nasal voice, which was an answer.

Which master is called Gu Long, that novel is called "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword", and the protagonist in the novel is a character that people are extremely familiar with, Li Xunhuan, a tanhua lang who is a three-jinshi father and son who are both tanhua.

Li Xunhuan is an ideal friend, a scumbag male ticket, at the beginning of the book, when Li Xunhuan came back from Guanwai, he wrote that he had a habit of carving wooden statues of Lin Shiyin, and then buried them.

In order to reverse the bad image of holding a knife in people's hearts, Han Shi is ready to go all out to coss Li Xunhuan's behavior, and it just so happens that in his previous life, he also had some research on carving, although it was only theoretical, but it was not bad for the first time.

As a little sawdust fell to the ground, it could already be seen that Han Shi had carved the outline of the portrait with a butterfly knife.

"What a skillful hand. Wang Lei's eyes lit up, and she forgot about delivering medicine.

Han Shi frowned, stopped the knife, raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Oh...... This is an anti-inflammatory drug, if you apply it somewhere, you can apply it externally, and it will get better soon. Wang Lei also added: "This is something that the program team has prepared for all the protagonists who are transforming in the countryside." ”

"No, I don't. Han Shi spit out two words and continued to bow his head and carve.

Wang Lei was anxious and continued: "Xiao Han, don't be willful, this medicine is really useful, and it is the best medicine on the market at present. ”

Impatiently climbing up to Meiyu again, Han Shi got up and left the room with the butterfly knife and the tree pole that had carved a human figure.

Wang Lei followed out of the room, and Niu Mingming stepped forward and asked, "Sister Lei, what's the situation, why is the medicine still in your hand?" ”

He refused to ask for it, and was ready to follow. Wang Lei followed, and Niu Ming carried the camera.

The direction Han Shi walked was Houshan......