Mu Qinghuan continued to pour alcohol on his hands, but Lin Che didn't expect Mu Qinghuan to be so seriously injured, so he only brought a little alcohol, and Lin Che hurriedly called someone to buy it.

"You don't have to go to buy it specially, you can just go to the side and buy a bottle of liquor, I don't have much time." Mu Qinghuan interrupted Lin Che's words.

Lin Che saw Mu Qinghuan's pale face, and then asked the assistant to buy liquor.

After finishing speaking, he hugged Mu Qinghuan: "Qinghuan, are you okay?" ”

Mu Qinghuan breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little injury." After speaking, he gave Lin Che a smile.

As the young master of the Lin family, over the years, many women have leaned on him, many of them pretending to be injured in front of him, but he has never taken it to heart, he thought that he was not surprised by such a thing, but he didn't expect to see Mu Qinghuan like this, he still couldn't help but feel distressed.

Soon Song Yan hurriedly came over with a bottle of liquor: "Lin Shao, what's wrong." ”

Lin Che didn't have much time to talk to Song Yan, so he took the liquor directly from Song Yan's hand: "I'll help you get it." ”

Mu Qinghuan stretched out his hand: "I don't have any time to waste now, you just poured it on my hand, so it's a little more happy." ”

Lin Che glanced at the wound on Mu Qinghuan's hand, gritted his teeth, and directly put the liquor on it.

At the moment when Lin Che fell up, Mu Qinghuan subconsciously bit his lip and said in his heart that he would be able to pass soon.

Having lived in an orphanage since childhood, even if the director is good, so many children can't be taken care of by everyone, so Mu Qinghuan developed a habit, thinking in his heart that the pain of the wound would be like a stone thrown into the water, slowly spreading and slowly alleviating.

Song Yan, who had just arrived, was also taken aback when he saw the blood stains all over the ground.

After the blood was cleaned up, Lin Che hurriedly picked up the gauze and bandaged Mu Qinghuan.

As soon as the bandaging was finished, Mu Qinghuan's mobile phone rang: "I'll leave first, I'm calling you if there's something." After finishing speaking, Mu Qinghuan hurried away.

Lin Che looked at Mu Qinghuan's back and couldn't retract his gaze for a long time.

He seems to understand why so many of his artists before are not popular.

Mu Qinghuan hid the wound in her clothes, and then ran to the rehearsal room.

However, when Mu Qinghuan ran to the rehearsal room, he didn't see anyone.

At this time, Mu Qinghuan's mobile phone rang again, and when she received the call, she sighed deeply and had to continue running.

Then Mu Qinghuan ran to the place where he was grouped before.

The moment Mu Qinghuan appeared, a lot of eyes hit her.

Mu Qinghuan didn't pay much attention to it, and walked directly to the table where Leng Yechen was sitting.

After sitting down, Mu Qinghuan took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, and sure enough, he saw that the headline of Weibo was his name.

Before Mu Qinghuan could click on it, he heard the voice of the host Wang Meiling: "I'm very happy to see you now, and you can appear in front of me again, which has proven your excellence, but the purpose of our program is to select the best actors for Huaguo." ”

After Wang Meiling finished speaking, the lights at the scene dimmed.

Eight video frames began to appear on the big screen.

Then I saw the video of each group of this competition.

Sure enough, Mu Qinghuan was right, the lucky audience did play a lot of influence in the show's works.

What happened next made Mu Qinghuan couldn't help but be shocked.