"Be careful!"

Yin Huan subconsciously pulled Tan Beixing, but he was knocked out.

The thing smashed down, and the hot stream poured on Yin Huan's legs, soaking through the cotton skirt.

"Ahh

A miserable scream pierced the sky, and Yin Huan collapsed on the ground, his face was hideous.

Tan Beixing hurriedly went to help her: "Yin Huan! ”

Tearing open her skirt, the white legs under her have been scalded with a layer of red blisters, dense and scary.

"Yin Huan..." Tan Beixing's face turned white.

——

In the scream, Song Li suddenly raised his head, the game character jumped into the river and drowned, closed his mobile phone, got up and walked towards Tan Beixing.

Fu Shiyi frowned slightly, and after saying a few more words, he hung up the phone and followed.

When I came to the backstage, I saw a group of people gathered there, and I could hear Tan Beixing's voice shouting Yin Huan.

Tan Beixing's voice was full of crying: "Call an ambulance!" ”

The people around reacted, but none of them moved.

Zhou Ziji frowned: "What's the wrong again?" ”

"Get out of the way."

The girl's cold voice came from outside the crowd, and when a group of people turned around, when they saw her, they remembered her behavior of cutting clothes with a knife yesterday, and retreated again and again.

In the center, Yin Huan had already fainted in pain, Tan Beixing held her in his arms, and kept shouting, next to the ground was a broken hot water kettle, and there was a large water stain on the ground.

"Ah Li!" When Tan Beixing saw her, he was like seeing a savior: "Ah Li, Yin Huan is here to save me, you save her!" ”

Song Li glanced at Yin Huan's leg, frowned, and instructed Zhou Ziji: "Let someone bring ice cubes and call an ambulance." ”

"I've called an ambulance!" A girl in the crowd raised her hand weakly.

Ice cubes came quickly.

Song Li took off his heavy coat, threw it to Fu Shiyi, rolled up his sleeves, and gave Yin Huan a simple cooling treatment.

Fu Shiyi looked at the coat thrown by the girl, and then looked at the girl who was squatting on the ground with a serious look, and something emotion flashed in his eyebrows.

Tan Beixing was scared on the side: "Ah Li, that kettle is coming for me..."

If it weren't for Yin Huan, she would be lying on the ground now.

Song Li's eyes were cold, the temperature around him was not much higher than the ice cube in his hand, lingering around the entire backstage, and the huge space became a little cramped.

She asked, "Who did it?" ”

Tan Beixing looked around, everyone subconsciously retreated, and she whispered, "I seem to have seen Yuan Qingya just now." ”

After the kettle fell, Yuan Qingya disappeared, as if she had never been here.

"!" Zhou Ziji has always had a good temper, but in the matter of Song Li and Tan Beixing, he has always been irritable, and scolded rudely: "Those who dare to touch the master, don't die, right?" ”

If it is really Tan Beixing who has an accident here today, I am afraid that this grand theater will be in ashes before night.

Zhou Ziji called Chen Shu: "Go and monitor the corridor at the door, and call everyone to Lao Tzu to go forward." ”

When Liao Chuncui was alarmed, Yin Huan was being carried into the ambulance.

Yin Huan's family couldn't be contacted, so Tan Beixing accompanied her.

Chen Shu transferred people and directly blocked the entire Grand Theater.

In the chaos, Fu Shiyi was not affected at all, put his coat on the girl, rubbed her cold hands, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, you can't run away." ”

The white sandalwood on a man's body is always calming.

Song Li glanced at him, lifted his coat over his shoulders, and walked forward.

When I went out, I passed by Liao Chuncui.

The girl's glamorous face crashed into her eyes, Liao Chuncui was stunned, and said silently: "Are you Song Li?" ”

Song Li glanced at her and said indifferently: "Yes."

Liao Chuncui stood there and was stunned for a long time: "Why are you here?" ”

Song Li raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Accompany the parents." ”

Liao Chuncui: "......"

Looking at the back of the girl leaving, Liao Chuncui couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

The assistant shouted and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, who is Song Li?" ”

Liao Chuncui's eyes were deep, and she warned her inscrutablely: "The name Song Li is not something you can call. ”

As if thinking of something, he ordered: "Go and ask, which student came with this Miss Song." ”