The moment he saw the president's body topple, Zhang Yang's body acted before his brain, and for this heroic act of risking his life to save people, Zhang Yang said that at that moment, he was also a capitalized fool. As for what heroes save beauty in the eyes of others and use their lives to pat on the back or something, in fact, Zhang Yang just wants to say, don't insult his heroic and righteous heart.

Pulling the cold hand in his hand, Zhang Yang's body completely lost control, and he rolled down, the sky was spinning, and his face rolled over the snow, cold and biting. I don't know how long it took to roll, maybe it was just a few breaths, the body suddenly received a huge resistance, a sudden pain in the chest, and then the body rebounded back, and then only heard a muffled snort from the chest, and the body stopped.

There was a buzz in his head, and Zhang Yang gasped for several breaths before he felt a biting coldness on his face, and then he regained his senses. At this time, he was lying on the snow at the bottom of the ditch, and when he squinted, he saw Wu Linfeng and them shouting on it.

"Publicity! Wen Yao! How are you guys? Are there any injuries? Wu Linfeng was anxious, and at the same time arranged for the professional mountaineers in the crew to find a way to go to the rescue.

Fortunately, it is only thirty or forty meters away from there to the bottom of the ditch, and at this time, the snow is half a meter thick, so that they can avoid the danger of bumping, but this slope is too steep, and the snow is piled up at this time, if it is not for professionals with professional equipment, there is no way to go down to save people, let alone climb up from below.

Zhang Yang, who had eased up, got up and shook his hand, indicating that it was okay, except for the moment of fright just now, it was really nothing. It just seems that something is wrong with the president sitting on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

"Are you alright, President? Are there any injuries? ”。

Wen Yao frowned lightly and did not speak, glanced at Zhang Yang and made a gesture to stand up, but he saw that his body that had not yet stood up straight suddenly leaned forward, and Zhang Yang's eyes quickly held it, only to find that there seemed to be something wrong with his feet.

"I'll take a look", Zhang Yang helped the president to sit on the snow and squatted down to check on him.

"Oops", Zhang Yang rolled up the president's trouser leg and saw that his white ankles became a little bruised, as if they were swollen, and then looked at the place where he stopped just now, and sure enough, he saw a big stone lying there. At the bottom of the narrow ditch was a small stream, and the ultra-low temperature had frozen most of the stream, and the large rocks near the stream became unusually hard and smooth.

"President, your ankle must have hit that stone just now, I hope it didn't hurt your bones, you must not move", sure enough, the slight cry of pain just now was not an auditory hallucination.

"Well, thank you", the president's brows tightened, as if he was in pain, but there was no discoloration on his face.

"I can only wait for rescue". Zhang Yang looked at his ankles getting swollen and a little worried, and said, if he was alone, he would climb up directly, okay.

"Hmm".

In other words, the president is really ...... Words are like gold.

Simply explained the situation to Wu Linfeng, and they had already called the police, but in this remote town, it would be good to be able to find three or five comrades from the police station, but this kind of weather in this kind of place can't be counted on for a while. The crew simply invited two experienced professional boarders to accompany them, and they were equipped with medical personnel, and they were preparing equipment to save people at this time.

"I'm sorry," the president said suddenly and solemnly.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and then thought that he might mean that he might have to get down and apologize, so he shook his head and smiled: "President, you are polite, anyone else will do this, and I didn't help", but it was enough to roll down together.

Wen Yao didn't speak, and after a pause, he said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome".

Then there was silence again, and the embarrassment was committed, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze. This president is too silent, but the small circle seems to be so silent...... No, no, no, how soft and cute the small circle is, and, especially how similar the president's "um" is to the small circle, it's really shocking, and so on...... Why do you think of the ...... of the small circle.

An hour later, after a lot of hard work, the two were finally saved, and two people came to the police station at this time. But the president's ankle seems to be sprained.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not good at it", Zheng Yuanyuan tried to hold the president and cry with self-blame, but she was forced to not approach by the president's icy face, so she had to huddle in front of the president and cry.

As soon as the president was pulled up, he was surrounded by people, Wu Linfeng, the director, the actors, Zheng Yuanyuan, the doctor...... But Zhang Yang was ignored, only xxx worriedly asked Zhang Yang if he was injured.

"Where did Mr. Wen get hurt?".

"Mr. Wen, are you okay?"

"Mr. Wen ......".

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The president's brows became tighter and tighter, and his face became more and more ugly, and Wu Linfeng saw that the impatient look on his face became more and more severe, and his heart was also angry.

"Get out of the way for me", don't care about your male gods and goddesses, they are all bad things in Wu Linfeng's eyes at this time, annoying. Especially Zheng Yuanyuan, who was crying, Wu Linfeng deliberately glanced at her fiercely.

"Zhang Yang", at this time the president said coldly.

Wu Linfeng was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what he meant, and suddenly blamed himself, just now he was only worried about Wen Yao, and hurriedly turned around to search for Zhang Yang's tall figure.

"Zhang Yang, how are you? Are there any injuries? ”。

Zhang Yang shrugged, "It's okay", we have rough skin and thick meat, "How are the president's feet?" ”。

Wu Linfeng's face was pale, "The doctor is dealing with it, it's a little strict", and at the same time, he hit the hard stone vigorously. That woman, eat jujube pills!

"So what now?" , if such an accident happens, the drama can't be filmed. Although it was dealt with in time, the president's ankle was still swollen and higher, and it became difficult to even stand, and he needed to be sent back to the hospital in time for treatment.

Of course, only people carry it; But who carries it? No, that's not the point, the point is that the president is not willing to let people touch. He pursed his lips and frowned, his face was like frost, and his eyes were like swords.

The comrades of the two police stations looked embarrassed, and the several male staff members who tried to carry him were also embarrassed, because they had encountered the same experience.

"Mr. Wen, I'll carry you down", then squatted down with him on his back in front of the president, and then ...... And then there was no then. The president's face is like ice, his eyes are like a sword, and his body is unmoved, in short, every cell of the president is expressing one thing - I refuse.

Wu Linfeng shook his head with tears and laughter, isn't he clear about this person's temperament? But how do you think that it is better to say that the president is cold and rejects people thousands of miles away, but it is better to say that the president is really ...... It's too capricious.

"I'll do it".

"I'll do it".

Wu Linfeng and Zhang Yang said in unison, Wu Linfeng looked at Zhang Yang with some surprise, this product is really good, but he doesn't know that our president is a difficult lord to serve.

"I'll come", Zhang Yang said, walking down from here to the place where they put the car, and he could walk in half an hour, and he was naturally strong and strong. The most important thing is, why did the president coldly refuse everyone just now and glanced at himself secretly, is that what he wants me to carry?

Zhang Yang squatted down in front of the president as he spoke, and before Wu Linfeng could stop it, he was shocked to find that the cold president stretched out his white and slender hand to Zhang Yang and put it on Zhang Yang's shoulder!!. ……

Zhang Yang felt the temperature on his back, and his arms gently wrapped around his neck, so he put his hands behind his back, wrapped them tightly around his knees, and then stood up hard.

Zhang Yang is 189 tall, and his physique is also great, and the president looks a little slender and petite in front of him, but in fact, the president is also a big man of 180, although he is very thin, but he is really not that light.

"Hug it tightly," Zhang Yang said.

"Hmm". The president clenched his arms slightly, but ...... I don't know if it's because his feet hurt too much, Zhang Yang felt that his body was a little stiff, as if he was overwhelmed and nervous, uh...... It must be a delusion.

Until a group of people walked for five minutes, Wu Linfeng was still confused, this is not scientific! Wen Yao obviously hates physical contact with unfamiliar people, even if it is his friend for many years, it is limited to the most basic touch. But Zhang Yang, a person who has only known each other for two days, Wen Yao has made many unreasonable moves because of him.

took the initiative to recommend to himself, personally handed him a boxed lunch, accepted his retention, and even shared a bed with him, and now let him carry ...... Mom, it's scary to think about it, there's something JQ between them that they don't know!

Wu Linfeng was dumbfounded. However, it is absolutely impossible to know Zhang Yang with Wen Yao's identity background and life trajectory, and Zhang Yang and Wu Linfeng have inadvertently inquired, before this, this product did not know the president at all, and he had never seen it. But that's weird!

It's amazing, Wu Linfeng said that he really wants to dig out the secret behind this matter, it's so interesting.

Wearing a heavy down jacket and carrying a big man on his back, walking on the stone bridge covered with ice and snow, step by step, Zhang Yang said that the hand holding the president's knee was a little sore, and the person on his back seemed to sink a little, so he wanted to shake him up, and there was a ...... to support him The buttocks will be more stable, but can the boss's buttocks be touched?

It's really sinking deeper and lower, and my arms are getting more and more sore, but the dozens of pairs of eyes that are hugging each other are staring at him, and it's embarrassing to fall down.

Zhang Yang finally shook the person up hard, and finally felt comfortable. But the hand, the feel, the elasticity, the sourness, Zhang Yang couldn't believe that he was dirty. In addition, the president's warm breath was sprayed on Zhang Yang's neck again, warm, itchy, especially the faint fragrance that came to his face, the familiar smell of that night, and Zhang Yang's ghost made the god touch someone's buttocks (although he is now hugging his thighs), damn it, and his heart is swollen?

It's weird, the heart beats very fast, but this must be because of the tiredness of walking, but what's even weirder is why the heart of the person on the back beats faster?

"Thank you".

The third time, Zhang Yang said silently in his heart. The president had already thanked him three times on his back, and although he made it clear that it was not everything that should be done, the president still said it three times, making the president seem to be forgetful. But obviously the president is so serious and sincere every time.

"You're welcome". Please don't thank you anymore, my ears are itchy when you talk in my ear, and please don't hug me so tightly, a little out of breath.

Wen Yao: ...... What did I just say?

Wen Yao: He's really a reliable man.

Wen Yao: What should I do if I am nervous?

Wen Yao: What should I do if I am so nervous that my body stiffens?

Wen Yao: What should I do if I don't know how to put my hand?

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