Although the host announced the start of the game, the sound still needs to be tried for a few minutes. Taking advantage of this time, the friends on the stage turned back to greet their acquaintances backstage. Ji Danhuang saw that Hanyan's Qin Binglongtao still had a participation card around his neck, and hurriedly told his closest friend on the stage, asking him to tell Hanyan to take off the participation card around his neck quickly.

When the little friend heard this, he hurriedly shouted loudly for Hanyan to take off the participation card. As a result, many people on the stage suddenly found that their participation cards were also hanging around their necks. So everyone began to pick and hide in a hurry, the music sounded, the curtain opened, and some people didn't have time to put the freshly taken off the entry card, and one didn't pay attention to it and didn't hold it, and it fell on the stage.

Ji Danhuang was speechless when he saw it! Alas, when the first group came to the stage, the time was tight!

Su Zixuan chuckled and said, "Brother Ji, look, the cheap is holding the mop pole hook competition card!"

Ji Danhuang took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw the cheap hiding behind the curtain, holding the mop pole as a weapon of millions of Qin soldiers, and desperately hooking the entry card that fell to the ground. It's a pity that the entry card is too thin, and I didn't hook the entry card for a long time.

Seeing that the first act was over, the curtain was closed, and the cheap suddenly ran to the competition card on the ground with lightning speed, reached out and scooped up the participation card, and dodged behind the curtain in the last row.

However, at this moment, the unexpected happened. The cheap was very unfortunate to trip over the second-floor platform, and he couldn't stop and fell forward. And the thin stage backdrop and the middle of the stage were not glued together, but covered by the iron frame behind the stage. So, the cheap man tilted his body very miserably, and fell into the gap between the stage background curtain and the middle of the stage, making a "bang" sound.

At this time, the curtain was not tightly closed, and many people in the audience saw this amazing scene. There were bursts of exclamations, and bursts of laughter. Ji Danhuang looked at the curtain, and as soon as he closed it, he took advantage of this time to rush forward, scooped the cheap out of the gap, and took it off the stage.

"Chen Bu Mucao, fall to death!" The cheap guy clutched his waist and knees, grinning in pain, "What a broken platform is this! He also has a trap! Fell me to death!" He looked down at his pants, and there was a big hole in his jeans, and blood was flowing out of them.

"Ahh "Let's go to the maid's café, this wound needs to be treated, otherwise it will be easy to get infected and inflamed on such a hot day. ”

The cheap nodded, and Ji Danhuang helped him and jumped to the maid café step by step.

Finding a place to sit down, Gu Pansong carefully helped the cheap to pull up his trouser legs, looked at it carefully, and frowned: "Is there wood behind this curtain? You have to pull it out!"

The cheap smiled bitterly: "I'm on the edge of the stage, and the stage is built with wooden boards." I don't know where these people got the broken wood, it's full of thorns, and it didn't kill me!"

"Be careful next time. Gu Pansong shook his head. He took out a small tweezer from the small bag around his waist, burned it with a lighter, and wiped it with alcohol to disinfect, "Don't move." I'll help you clean up the thorns. ”

The cheap nodded, and then looked at the small bag on Gu Pansong's waist strangely: "Squirrel, you still have alcohol with you?"

If it is said. Someone at the Comic Con carries tweezers with them, and that's normal, after all, some people use this thing to pluck their eyebrows and trim their shapes. However, there are too few people with a bottle of alcohol with them, and this thing is really useless!

Gu Pansong smiled: "I stuffed it into my bag in the morning, but I didn't expect to use it." After saying that, he began to help the cheap pluck out the thorns in earnest.

In her small waist bag, there is her Qiankun bag, and there are all kinds of messy things in it. Can you talk about this kind of thing casually to ordinary people?

Pull out the thorns, clean the wound with mineral water, Gu Pansong took the gauze and folded it into a square, covered it on the cheap wound, and pasted it with medical tape. In this summer, it is better not to bandage a simple abrasion, and ventilation will not make the wound inflamed. However, in the venue of this comic con, there are too many people and it is dirty, so it is better to wrap some so as not to get dust and wound infection.

"You don't want to put this pant leg down. Gu Pansong said, "Drying it like this will help the wound recover." ”

Cheap nodded: "Okay, I know." I'll have to hurry back to the stage, I guess they're done. With that, he limped away.

Ji Danhuang, Su Zixuan, and Gu Pansong also followed to the stage, and sure enough, they saw that the group of Dragon Dance "Qin Shi Mingyue" had ended, and everyone was tearing down the curtain backstage, talking about the cheap falling from the stage just now. And the cheap party has been complaining about the stage with righteous indignation, and he was injured before the performance started.

Seeing Ji Danhuang and the three of them coming, he was so excited: "Do you know, I fell on the stage just now, and I was stuck in the air, and I couldn't stand up." If it hadn't been for Wingless to pull me out, I'd still be pouting on stage!"

He just fell, and he didn't know how to do it, his head, arms and legs were all in the air, and only a P strand remained above the stage level. It stands to reason that he was so thin, and he came out as soon as he turned over, but he also had a piece of armor on his body at that time, and his movement was very inconvenient, so he was very sad and stuck there.

If Ji Danhuang hadn't gone up and pulled him out quickly, it was estimated that he would have pouted in the back until the end.

Ji Danhuang smiled: "Cheap, your legs are broken, hurry up and rest to the side, we will help remove the curtain." Don't wait a moment to tear the wound, it's time to bleed again. ”

The cheap nodded in agreement, and obediently went to the side to sit, and Ji Danhuang, Su Zixuan, and Gu Pansong took over his work of removing the curtain. At this time, the backstage was already full of all kinds of assembled and unassembled curtain shelves, all of which were prepared by the back group in advance. The temporary backstage, which was already cramped, became even more crowded.

Ji Danhuang and the three of them sped up, dismantled the curtain shelves into parts, moved them out of the backstage, and sent them back to the daily rental room directly. No one likes to squat in the corner to watch things, and there are so many people in the venue, things are easy to lose, so it is better to send them back directly, so you don't have to worry about losing things. (To be continued......)