“Yes, I’m sorry”

When Fang Xiaole asked in a slightly blamed tone, Lin Yao couldn't help but lower her head, like a child who made a mistake.

"Assistant Fang, you are too much! You obviously hurt our Sister Yao, why did you blame her instead?"

Fangfang next to her stopped working and immediately stared at her eyes and said loudly:

"Sister Yao doesn't tell you because she is afraid that you will feel guilty. Why don't you know the good people's hearts?!"

"Fangfang!!"

Lin Yao was stunned when Fang Xiaole was stunned, and there was a complicated expression on her face, guilt, discomfort, and pain.

She had never seen such an expression on Fang Xiaole's face. Lin Yao was a little panicked for a moment and quickly interrupted Fangfang.

"Fangfang, you go out first, please."

"Oh, Sister Yao, you don't care about you anymore!"

Seeing that Sister Yao was staring at the ungrateful Fang Xiaole softly and looking afraid that others would feel uncomfortable, the assistant was really angry, and stomped her feet, turned her head and left.

He took a step, then came back and helped Lin Yao to sit on the chair, snorted, and walked out of the recording studio in a turtle step.

What should I do if my artist is obviously very popular but too humble?

Waiting online, very urgent!!

The studio fell into silence again.

Fang Xiaole was still squatting on the ground, looking at Lin Yao's swollen ankles.

"I'm sorry." Lin Yao felt more and more panicked when she saw that he didn't move or talk, and apologized again.

"What are you talking about?" Fang Xiaole raised his head, touched Lin Yao's drooping gaze, and said with guilt:

"I'm obviously sorry for you!"

It turned out that she was injured when she was recording the show that day, but she insisted on finishing the show without saying a word.

And when she met herself this morning and came to the recording studio to practice in the afternoon, she endured the pain and refused to tell me.

Just to prevent me from feeling guilty?

But now I feel really guilty!

Fang Xiaole felt stuffy in his chest. At this moment, he was extremely regretful of his choice to throw a gun to Lin Yao in order not to affect the performance of the program.

I hate selfishness and later realize it!

Looking up at the beautiful and gentle face, she was full of panic. Her people were as beautiful as the most beautiful flowers, and her heart was even more beautiful than the most beautiful flowers.

"Women's flowers sway in the world."

"Women's flowers swing gently in the wind."

"If you smell the fragrance of flowers, don't ask me, who is the flowers red for?"

Suddenly, in a state of great excitement, the blocked treasure house of memory opened a gap again, and a sad and beautiful melody and singing slowly floated out.

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

I remembered another song!

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

"Go to the hospital, your foot injury looks serious and you can't delay it."

"I don't want to go to the hospital." Lin Yao said to refuse, but looked up at Fang Xiaole's expression, and then begged weakly:

"I want to practice singing first and then go to the hospital in the evening, is that OK?"

Fang Xiaole wanted to speak but stopped, sighed and could only nod.

After all, I have only met her several times, and I am not even a friend for the time being. What qualifications do I have to force others to do?

However, Lin Yao's injuries were caused by him, so he will definitely take responsibility and do his best to remedy them.

"Can you call your assistant back to accompany you? I'm going out for a while." Fang Xiaole suddenly said.

"Ah?" Lin Yao was startled when she heard Fang Xiaole was about to leave and hurriedly said, "You, don't be angry, I'll go to the hospital now."

"How could I be angry?" Fang Xiaole was amused and laughed: "It's my fault for you to be injured. If you are angry, you should be angry. Don't worry, I'm just going out to buy you something."

"Oh." Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that she was not angry and quickly called Fangfang to call back.

Fangfang was still stern when she came back. Fang Xiaole reminded her: "I'll go out to buy something. You can accompany Lin Yao, so don't let her move any more."

"Tsk, you need to say that you were still mining when I was with Sister Yao!" Fangfang glanced at him sideways, very disdainful.

Fang Xiaole was speechless, and the others were right. She was Lin Yao's assistant. Don't you know how to take care of her artists? Her advice was purely unnecessary.

"You, be careful on the way."

Fang Xiaole was walking outside when a gentle voice suddenly came from behind him. He turned around and smiled and waved his hand: "Well, wait for me to come back." After that, he quickly walked out of the recording studio.

Seeing Fang Xiaole's back disappearing outside the door, Fangfang recalled the scene just now and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

“Be careful on the road.”

"Wait for me to come back."

Why is this conversation so similar to the scene in a TV series when a wife sent her husband out to work in the morning?

"Fangfang, it's all your fault. Fang Xiaole must be very uncomfortable."

Lin Yao's voice pulled Fangfang's thoughts back, and she was immediately angry and stopped urging when she heard this.

"It was him who injured Sister Yao, why can't he make him feel uncomfortable? And you haven't told him the injury on your back yet."

"Fangfang, you're." Lin Yao pointed at Fangfang, but she didn't know how to curse at all, so she could only sigh: "It's all my fault that I'm too petite and I can't help it with a little pain."

Then he begged again: "Fangfang, don't talk about him later, and don't tell him the wound on my back, okay? He is already very guilty."

Fangfang looked at Lin Yao and had no choice but to nod and agree to her personality who only thought about others.

Half an hour later, Fang Xiaole came back, and was also pushing a wheelchair and carrying three bulging large pockets.

"I bought a wheelchair and you can sit in the wheelchair temporarily so that you will not aggravate your injuries and continue practicing singing. We will go to the hospital in the evening."

Fang Xiaole said something, then put three large pockets on the table and opened them, which were filled with food and drinks.

"Lin Yao is not convenient for her to go out for dinner now. I bought some food. We will eat in the recording studio tonight."

"Thank you." Lin Yao felt sweet when she saw Fang Xiaole considering herself so thoughtful, but her face was still very calm.

"It's OK, come on, I'll carry you down." Fang Xiaole walked onto the platform where the drums were, turned around and squatted down, and said to Lin Yao behind him.

"Ah?" Lin Yao was stunned and then smiled: "Okay!"

"What's so good?" Fangfang gently pulled Lin Yao: "Sister Yao, you are a public figure. If you are secretly photographed and posted online, it will be troublesome. I'll carry you."

Fang Xiaole thought it was right. Lin Yao was a female star and had to keep a distance from the opposite sex, so he let him go aside.

Fangfang carried Lin Yao off the platform and let Lin Yao sit in a wheelchair. She accidentally caught Lin Yao frowning, looking very disappointed, and asked strangely:

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