Chapter 44 (1/2)

”Yes, sorry...”

Asked by Fang Xiaole in a slightly reproachful tone, Lin Yao couldn't help lowering her head, like a wrong child.

”Assistant Fang, you've gone too far! You obviously hurt sister Yao. How can you blame her? ”

Fangfang stopped working and stared at the beads. Xiaole said loudly:

”Sister Yao didn't tell you because she was afraid of your guilt. Why don't you know the good heart?!”

”Fangfang!!”

Lin Yao was stunned when she saw Fang Xiaole, with a complex look on her face, guilt, discomfort and pain

She had never seen such an expression on Fang Xiaole's face. Lin Yao was a little flustered and hurriedly interrupted Fangfang.

”Fangfang, go out first, please.”

”Alas, sister Yao, you... Don't care about you!”

Seeing her sister Yao staring at the unscrupulous Fang Xiaole softly and timidly, and looking afraid of suffering from others, the little assistant was really angry. She stamped her feet and turned her head and left.

He took a step, came back, helped Lin Yao to a chair, sat down, snorted, and stepped out of the studio.

My artist is very popular but too humble. What should I do?

Online waiting, very urgent!!

The studio fell silent again.

Fang Xiaole still squatted on the ground and looked at Lin Yao's swollen ankle.

”Sorry.” Seeing that he didn't move or speak, Lin Yao became more and more flustered and apologized again.

”What are you talking about?” Fang Xiaole raised his head, touched Lin Yao's low vision, and said with guilt:

”I'm sorry for you!”

It turned out that she had been injured when recording the program that day, and she insisted on finishing the festival catalogue without saying a word.

And when she met herself this morning and came to the studio to practice in the afternoon, she resisted the pain and didn't tell me.

Just to keep me from feeling guilty?

But now I really feel guilty!

Fang Xiaole felt his chest was stuffy and flustered. At the moment, he regretted that he chose to throw the gun to Lin Yao in order not to affect the effect of the program.

I hate self-interest and self-awareness!

She looked up at the beautiful and gentle face, which was full of anxiety at the moment. Her people were as beautiful as the most beautiful flowers, and her heart was more beautiful than the most beautiful flowers.

”Women's flowers are swaying in the world of mortals.”

”Women's flowers swing gently with the wind.”

”If you have smelled the strong fragrance of flowers, don't ask me, who are the flowers red for...”

Suddenly, when the mood was agitated, the sealed treasure house of memory opened a gap again, and a sad and beautiful melody and song floated out slowly.

The score and lyrics of this song are also deeply engraved in Fang Xiaole's mind.

Think of another song!

But at the moment, Fang Xiaole was not in the mood to pay attention to others. He stood up and said to Lin Yao:

”Go to the hospital. Your foot injury looks very serious. You can't delay it.”

”I don't want to go to the hospital...” Lin Yao opened her mouth and refused, but looked up at Fang Xiaole's expression and begged weakly: