Chapter 117: Help me get it, please
BOOM——
The sound of the guzheng sounded again, it was the sound of Shen Weilan's palm smashing on the zither.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and chagrin and self-blame welled up in her heart for a moment.
The first time, she failed to protect it, but this time, she still failed to protect it.
Grandpa said that if you want to learn guzheng, the first thing you have to do is to take care of your guy, that is your friend.
"Hey, what are you doing! Will it be, start performing! Don't delay the next show! ”
"On stage, what about you, do you hear that!!"
criticized one after another, so that Shen Weilan had no ability to act.
She sat on the chair a little tiredly, but the moment she bent down to sit down, all the buttons collapsed, like a broken zither string.
Shen Weilan turned her head, and the red jade beads fell to the ground with a crisp echo.
Tears slid down the corners of his eyes, disheveled, and embarrassed.
But this time, she didn't want to cry, or even a moment of grievance.
Fu Siyi stood up from his seat, holding his phone in one hand and looking left and right.
The next second, I saw someone appear on the stage.
The wide blazer rests on Shen Weilan's shoulders, and the Berluti limited-edition leather shoes on his feet are even more dazzling.
"There is something under your feet......" Shen Weilan hung her head, and at that moment, she only felt inexplicably warm.
It's the harbor she can rely on.
"I'll see." He quickly knelt on one knee, and the audience exploded instantly.
When Shen Weilan raised his head again, the white light hit the two people, and the nose was unconsciously pantothenic, and he was about to cry, so that when he looked at him, he felt foggy.
He raised his eyes and glanced at her, Shen Weilan sniffed, looking aggrieved.
He smiled and patted Shen Weilan's head, "What are you crying about?" ”
"I'm here, don't be afraid."
He took off Shen Weilan's high heels, Shen Weilan was gritting her teeth, the soles of her feet hurt badly, and the pinprick-like pain made her want to step on it hard.
"It's the tail of a scorpion." He frowned, but fell silent.
A woman's heart is really a needle under the sea, she is really ruthless, and she dares to put anything.
The zither was broken, the clothes were broken, and the tail of a scorpion was placed under the shoes.
"I'll take you to the hospital." Fu Siyan got up and was about to pick up Shen Weilan.
She grabbed Fu Siyan's shirt and shook her head.
"How?" He furrowed his brows and attached himself to Shen Weilan's side, and his tall figure completely enveloped Shen Weilan.
At this time, the audience was also a little flustered.
Fu Siyi lowered his head and looked at the reply in the text message, and couldn't help but sigh.
"It's terrible," he said. ”
Fu Siyan replied: "I'm outside the door, I'll be there soon." ”
Fu Siyi looked at Fu Siyan on the stage and shook his head, the company is so busy, and he came to join in the fun, if his father knew about it, he would be criticized again!
In the eyes of everyone, the company is the most important.
But in Fu Siyan's eyes, Shen Weilan is the most important thing now.
"Fu Siyan, I also put a spare guzheng in the background, you can help me get it."
Shen Weilan shook Fu Siyan's arm gently, and dense beads of sweat had begun to fall on her forehead.
She was in pain.
The taste of being touched by a scorpion's tail is really......
"Are you sure you can?" He grabbed Shen Weilan's arm instead, his face was heavy, and he was sure again and again.
She nodded repeatedly.
There are so many people in the audience waiting to see her liveliness, and she turns around and walks off the stage now, wouldn't that make them laugh.
So, she can.
Shen Weilan clenched her teeth, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said in a soft voice, "Help me get it, please ......"