When she said this while running, not only Xiao Feng and the proprietress were stunned, but passers-by in the alley couldn't help but turn to look at her.

But Jiang Wutong didn't pay attention. He only saw the hospital not far away and ran towards it with all his strength.

This was an intersection without traffic lights. There were not many vehicles on the road. Jiang Wutong was running along the zebra crossing when a car suddenly sprang out from the corner.

The driver sitting inside suddenly got into a fight with the woman on the passenger side. He couldn't even control the steering wheel of the car and watched as the vehicle swerved and crashed into Jiang Wutong.

When Jiang Wutong saw the swaying vehicles heading straight towards her, the vehicles were already in front of her. She seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move a single step.

The headlights of the car hit her face, giving her a familiar feeling again. She stretched out her hand out of nowhere, as if to block the car coming towards her.

Just when Jiang Wutong was in a trance, he was pulled away by a strong force. Due to the excessive force, the man and Jiang Wutong fell to the ground.

There was a sharp and harsh sound in my ears as the wheels scraped against the ground.

In front of him was a sharp-edged, handsome and good-looking man's face. Jiang Wutong lay on the other man's chest, his mind went blank, and he forgot to breathe for a moment.

The crooked car hit a tree on the side of the road, making a loud "bang" sound.

The man frowned in pain and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "You pressed against my ribs."

Only then did Jiang Wutong react and hurriedly got up from the man.

"Wutong! Are you okay?" Xiao Feng, who had been chasing her all the way, saw this scene and ran over, grabbed Jiang Wutong's arm, and carefully observed whether there was any injury on her body.

The man in a suit and tie on the ground put one hand on the ground and said with a bit of ridicule: "Hey! Can you help your savior up first before he gets sticky?"

Xiao Feng then turned his attention to him. Hearing this, he lowered his head slightly and looked at him, holding out a hand: "How is it? Can you get up like this?"

The man looked at Xiao Feng's hand and curled his lips disdainfully: "No, Master, I fell too hard..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt someone holding him from behind and lifting him up from the ground.

It's Jiang Wutong.

The man turned his head and pointed at the innocent-looking Jiang Wutong in disbelief: "You...you..."

Jiang Wutong was also a little surprised. She just suddenly wanted to pick him up from the ground, so she did so. She didn't expect that she could pick up this big man who didn't look light.

Xiao Feng was also a little surprised, but looking at the crowd gathered because of the accident, he still put on a mask, walked up to Jiang Wutong, and blocked her tightly behind him.

The man looked at Xiao Feng who was suddenly standing between the two of them, and was choked up for a moment.

Xiao Feng took out his mobile phone: "Add my contact information and thank you later."

Hearing this, the man looked at him playfully, and finally, under the urging of Xiao Feng's eyes, he gave him his contact information.

…

While there were not many people around, Xiao Feng and Jiang Wutong quickly left the scene. Jiang Wutong looked at the hospital outside the car window with reluctance in his eyes.

Xiao Feng asked while driving: "What happened to you just now? Why did you run away suddenly?"

Jiang Wutong's eyes were gradually clearing up at this time. When she heard Xiao Feng's question, she smiled with a smile, and there was an indescribable loneliness in her eyes.

Looking at Xiao Feng's profile, she suddenly asked: "Xiao Feng, do you really like me?"

Hearing this, Xiao Feng's hand holding the steering wheel paused, and a blush slowly crept onto his cheeks: "Yeah."

"Then if I die, will you be very sad?" Jiang Wutong looked at the road ahead, his eyes filled with sadness.

"What nonsense..." Xiao Feng subconsciously wanted to refute, but he suddenly remembered what Jiang Wutong had shouted when he ran away. He paused and suddenly felt something in his throat.

Jiang Wutong chuckled and recalled in his heart the old man's vow: "He said I deserved to die, so he didn't give me any possibility of saving myself."

Xiao Feng was flustered and confused. He found a place to stop the car and turned to look at Jiang Wutong: "What did you say? Who is he?"

After a long silence, Jiang Wutong suddenly smiled brightly at him: "It's nothing! I'm just kidding, look at me, isn't this very healthy?"

Having said that, Xiao Feng still noticed her abnormality: "Wutong, what happened? Tell me and we will solve it together, okay?"

"I'm hungry." Jiang Wutong rubbed his stomach and looked at him seriously.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a while and then said: "Let's go! Go back and eat."

…

He Huahua, who was in class, suddenly received a message from Jiang Wutong: "Huahua, the next part of the play requires horseback riding. I want to find a place to learn it."

He Huahua knew that Jiang Wutong was always serious and responsible about his work, so she had no objection to the matter and asked Liu Jiale to find a racecourse with better privacy and security.

Life seemed to be like before again. Jiang Wutong would get up very early every day, and after breakfast, he would go directly to the racecourse.

She stayed there day and night, looking for coaches to teach her how to ride horses, to ensure that she could completely master the movements of the horses.

She tried almost all the horses in the racecourse, and the staff looked at them in admiration, thinking that this girl was going crazy while riding.

She also encountered horses that were out of control and fell off the road. After returning home, she was so injured that her hips felt like they were about to burst.

But the next day, she would still go to the racecourse as usual.

This study lasted for half a month, and during this half month, she had never been to ancient times.

During this period, she and Xiao Feng were on a hot search together, and the entry was titled: "Feng and Tongzhou car accident".

Jiang Wutong guessed what it was about at first glance, but she still clicked in.

The content is a video, which captures the whole process of Jiang Wutong running on a zebra crossing and almost being hit by a car. The video ends at the moment when Xiao Feng pulls Jiang Wutong into an alley.

Comment area:

"Holy shit! What is this woman doing? Is she running like this on the road because she doesn't want to die fast enough?"

"I'm speechless. It's obviously the car owner's wife who suddenly grabbed the steering wheel and started a fight! Are you scolding Jiang Wutong for everything?"

"Putting aside the facts, there is nothing wrong with Jiang Wutong running struttingly on the road, right?"

"Please take a look clearly. Jiang Wutong was walking on a zebra crossing. Can't we even walk on a zebra crossing now?"

"Although, the man who saved Jiang Wutong is so handsome!"

"Xiao Feng asked for that man's contact information, please give me one, thank you!"

"1"

"10086"

“Is it true that no one wants to ask the savior for Xiao Feng’s WeChat account?”

"Xiao Feng belongs to Jiang Wutong, and the whole world knows it. [dog head]"

"I don't know if my daughter is injured or not. What are these stupid couple doing? They are not paying attention while driving!"

"People were at the scene. It turned out that the driver and the driver were not injured at all, and Jiang Wutong seemed not to be injured either."

"Am I the only one who cares who takes responsibility in the end?"

"Jiang Wutong is solely responsible for the blind guess!"

"Take the driver's license test again upstairs. Thank you!"

After reading the comment section, Jiang Wutong was silent for a while: "Fortunately, no one cares about why I run so fast."

…

After staying at the racecourse for a long time, Jiang Wutong immediately found a martial arts teacher. The reason was that there were a lot of fighting scenes in the play, so he had to prepare in advance.

When the martial arts teacher came, he heard that she was preparing for a fight scene in the department. He looked relaxed and casual: "I'll teach you a few basic moves."

Jiang Wutong: "Can you teach me how to use a sword?"

Martial arts teacher: "You're thinking about running away before you start walking?"

Jiang Wutong looked aggrieved: "But I only have one and a half months."

Martial arts teacher: "Then I'll just teach you some cool killer moves!"

Jiang Wutong: "It's not impossible."

Martial arts teacher: "..."

Seeing that the teacher's expression was not right, Jiang Wutong added: "Otherwise, you can teach me how to dodge. It's the kind of action that can help me dodge when many people come to chop me."

Martial arts teacher: "Is there a possibility that these are all based on a strong foundation? Do you have this thing?"

Jiang Wutong said seriously: "I don't, but I want to fight."

Hearing this, the martial arts teacher touched his chin with a puzzled look on his face: "Who is your director? Can he let you fight with real swords and guns?"

"Wen Rong."

"..." The teacher obviously knew Director Wen Rong's name. He had also worked as a martial artist on Director Wen Rong's crew. Director Wen Rong seemed to be affable and could talk happily to the actors about other plays.

Only for the fighting scenes, he not only shot them with precision, but also required the actors to do the fighting themselves, not using stand-ins, and the fighting had to be realistic.

Seeing the teacher trying to escape, Jiang Wutong hurriedly said: "I paid the deposit."

"I retreat..."

Before the teacher finished speaking, Jiang Wutong interrupted again: "And you are the most powerful martial arts teacher in the industry. No one can agree with Director Wen Rong's heart better than you."

As soon as these words came out, the martial arts teacher felt a lot more comfortable, but when he thought about the request Jiang Wutong just said, he hesitated a little.

Jiang Wutong looked at him with her autumn-like eyes, her expression serious: "Please."
To be continued...