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After treating the wound, the doctor said that I was very weak and it was best to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time.
My mind was very confused, my self-esteem was troubled, and I was clamoring to go back: "I am a masculine man, what is this kind of injury if I am riding a horse? I can still go back to the crew and continue filming!"
"Mo Shuyao, don't act recklessly, now is not the time for you to be brave." Jiang Ran frowned.
But after a few minutes of stalemate, Jiang Ran agreed.
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After getting into the nanny car, I chose a small corner and hugged myself distressedly.
Jiang Ran wanted to sit beside me, but I drove him away.
I'm in a mess right now, my mind is full of mud.
Mouth area, how could this happen.
I didn't react like this when I saw my goddess!
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The car was quiet for a while, and the manager suddenly said, "Brother Shuyao, everyone is concerned about your injury now, and your hands are inconvenient. I wrote a copy for you, can you take a look?"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and handed the tablet to Jiang Ran, asking him to give it to me.
"No need! I will take care of my Weibo myself!" Now I am upset when I see Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran probably thought I was complaining that he hurt my hand, so he sat quietly beside me without saying anything.
443
I clicked on Weibo with my fingers that could barely move, and saw the poor me lying in a pool of blood, and the photo of Jiang Ran who was dead and carried me into the car.
Miserable, it is simply a human tragedy.
444
But soon I found out that something was wrong. In addition to caring about me, netizens also have a bunch of people on Aite my Crispy Duck account—
Ji'er, did you type today: Ma'am, we believe it now! Teacher Mo is indeed the best Chen Mingge, I feel so sorry for the teacher.
Pisces Pei girl will never admit defeat: Jida, your eyesight is so good that it explodes, you saw the tidbits, 1551 burst into tears, Chen Baoxian's first kiss scene, my teacher Mo played it so well! Hope he's okay! !
Today I am also crying for the beautiful love: Mrs. Ji, I want to be a real person, Jiang Yingdi spoils Teacher Mo too much!
? What the hell
I frowned, and it took me a while to remember that when I was hacked by the whole Internet, I used the Crispy Duck account to post a Weibo to clear myself up.
I guarantee with righteous words: Mo Shuyao was chosen by Lao Tzu himself, if he can't play Chen Mingge well, I'll wring his head off for you.
Oh, it's finally delicious, right
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I swiped a few more Weibo posts, and accidentally clicked into a related super chat.
It's called "burning books".
In an instant, I opened the door to a new world.
There, I saw Jiang Ran x my CP!
There, I am no longer the almighty Teacher Mo, but a screaming little Shou lying in Jiang Ran's arms!
Jiang Ran gave me sunglasses and a mask, not to hype the character, but to be the only favorite from the bottom of my heart;
Jiang Ran hugs the magic power of my love and circles around, not just acting on the spot, but expressing his true feelings;
…
WTF?
What's more, they took the account of Xiao Huang Wen Aite's crispy duck account written by them, and burst into tears to thank me. The gods wrote the article and the gods cast the characters, and brought them such a good CP.
WTF...FFFFFK?
Sorry, my F keys, out of control...
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Jiang Ran, this is all the result of you being gay with me!
If I hadn't been injured now, I really wanted to beat him hard and die with him.
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!
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No, I will definitely not just sit and wait like this, I want to curb this kind of behavior of maliciously speculating on CP and rising to real people.
I quickly logged on to my Crispy Duck account, forwarded that super chat, and edited a Weibo post justly.
But it's a pity that my hand was too badly injured, so I could only use one finger to poke the nine keyboards, my heart was burning with anger, but the speed of my hands couldn't keep up with the speed of my brain.
I hate that if I were in normal times, I could write 10,000 words of insulting people.
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Maybe because I haven't moved for a long time, my agent asked me: "Brother Shuyao, can you type now? Use my copy, and I'll send it to you?"
"No need!" I was busy with business, so I answered casually, "Do you have any footage of my set here? Just take a few pictures for me, and I'll upload a few sand sculpture emoticons to prove that I'm still alive."
After educating the group of burning book girls, I started to give myself P emoticons.
I'm fine, I'm fine, I don't hurt at all, I really didn't cry, my face is happy.jpg
To be honest, my hand hurts.
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After posting these two microblogs, I felt relaxed. I put my phone aside, raised my legs and prepared to take a nap.
Suddenly, my manager yelled: "Mo Shuyao, what Weibo did you post just now!"
? I sat up startled in my dying dream.
Jiang Ran's agent also said in disbelief: "Mo Shuyao, why did you use the original teacher's account to post on Weibo?"
My manager then beat his chest and stamped his feet: "What the hell did you do! Weibo is hotly searched!"
I could feel his eating whale, and even the car shook.
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I am very baffled. Obviously, the remarks I made just now have been carefully crafted by me. How could it be on the hot search
I quickly took out my phone to check it, but because of too much movement, I touched the wound.
"Ah—" I screamed, and the phone flew out.
"Mo Shuyao, calm down!" Jiang Ran took the tablet from the front and sat beside me.
I recovered from the pain, and saw the hot search interface #莫书遥是黑吼# This Tag was soaring upwards.
"Why are you so stupid all of a sudden..." Jiang Ran muttered in a low voice.
Trembling, I opened Tag, and saw screenshots all over the sky—my Orange V-certified Crispy Duck account, and I sent two Weibo within ten minutes.
"..." There was silence in the car.
Jiang Ran clicked his tongue, and slowly moved his eyes away from the screen, moving towards me inch by inch.
! ! !
I have a chill down my spine.
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ah ah! how so? !
Mo Shuyao, you hurt your hand, you should have a pain in your hand, not a stupid brain, stop pretending to be an idiot...
God, please tell me this is a dream.
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After a while, I was in so much pain that I almost cried bitterly and begged: "Brother, big brother, can you help me remove the trending search? I'm really not a crispy duck writer! Am I shameless?"
Jiang Ran followed suit: "Is there any room for redemption?"
The manager looked up to the sky and screamed: "Get out of the way, you are third, what is your background, Mo Shuyao!"
I'm at a loss for words.
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"So..." Jiang Ran paused, then turned his gaze to me again, "Are you really the original teacher?"
I felt that his eyes were extremely hot, and I lowered my head and hesitated: "Yes, ah, no, I am Moji's friend, friend..."
Ahhh, Mo Shuyao, what kind of acting skills are you, you won't even believe it.
I tilted my head slightly and looked at him from the corner of my eye.
Jiang Ran frowned, and looked back tactically: "Mr. Moji, hello..."
I'm not good, bye.
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I turned my head to look at him, Jiang Ran's eyes drooped slightly, the roots of his ears were a little red, and he still licked his lips.
Ciao, what are you reminiscing about this death
In front, the manager muttered quietly and quickly: "No way... Mo Shuyao is so good at it. Fortunately, he didn't show Mr. Jiang the online version of the episode. The text is full of baby carriages..."
I petrified in situ.
455
I can't wait to immediately pick up the book fans and give me the airplane rocket to sell out overnight and run away, directly accelerating to the speed of the third universe and rushing out of the solar system.
What kind of cosmic suffering is this horse riding? !
456
The phone rang suddenly, and I saw that the note was my college roommate.
I'll go, good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles.
I almost threw my phone away.
"Mo Shuyao, calm down..."
"How do you make me calm down!" I got angry and asked him back, "Do you all think it's embarrassing for boys to write about crispy duck? Do you think it's dirty for me to drive a stroller?"
Jiang Ran frowned, and said seriously: "I don't think so, there is no law in liking this kind of thing."
Jiang Ran's words made my heart tremble.
But I'm still indented into the little corner.
It's so embarrassing.
456
The car quickly stopped at the hotel, Jiang Ran patted my shoulder and motioned me to get out of the car.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the door of the hotel, the staff surrounded him.
"Mo Shuyao, are you really Mrs. Ji'er! Please sign the book for me!"
"Ma'am, you are actually a boy! A boy who writes about crispy duck is a treasure!"
…
My throat rolled, and I couldn't even swear.
Jiang Ran immediately grabbed my shoulders and raised his voice: "What are you guys trying to do? He's so injured and you still want to disturb him to rest?"
After speaking, he called a group of security guards from nowhere and escorted us upstairs.
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He helped me sit on the edge of the bed, then took a few steps back and leaned against the cabinet.
"Mo Shuyao..." he tried to speak.
"You go out first." I took a deep breath, "I want to be quiet."
He frowned: "Who is Jing Jing?"
"..." I was almost stunned by his IQ, "It means to let you out, understand?"
Jiang Ran glanced at me, nodded and said, "Okay, then you should pay attention to rest and call me if you need something."
"You don't have to worry about me." I looked at his back and said something stubborn.
But he turned around suddenly, and his tone was very firm: "No, I hurt your hand. If I don't take care of you, who else will come?"
"..." I got into the quilt and didn't want to answer any more.
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What to do, even Jiang Ran would blush after seeing my crispy duck, let alone...
How can I mess around with the crew in the future! !