Love at First Sight With Doctor He

Wen Xi returned to the small room under the stage ten minutes before the performance started, and waited in front of the microphone under Tang Xin's arrangement.

There is a monitor hanging in front of her, which can simultaneously display the picture of warmth on the stage.

Finally, the music accompaniment on the stage ended, and it was the host's turn to give a speech, and the next one was a warm performance.

"Miss Wen Xi, pay attention, it's about to start." Tang Xin told her beside her.

She made an OK gesture, pulled the mask under her chin, and glanced at the door of the small house out of the corner of her eye.

I hope Qin Ruo'er will not disappoint her.

The prelude to "Drunken Flower Jue" played slowly, and Wen Xi focused all his attention on the monitor. In a misty and thick fog, ten backup dancers set off the warmth. Wen Xi began to hum slowly along with the warm and graceful dance.

"My heart is tied to the window of clouds, old dreams and dreams are broken and melancholy. I lose the past, and give up the next life, just to catch a song of the present. I also look at the heart and the moon, the drunken flowers..."

Click!

It was suddenly dark in the small room, and Wen Xi's emotional singing stopped.

"What's the matter! What's the matter! What's the matter!" Everyone panicked.

But the accompaniment on the stage was still playing, and the audience was full of doubts. It was probably because the warmth was still making lips, but there was no singing.

The corners of Wen Xi's lips raised slightly, it seemed that it was done.

She pretended to be flustered, "Sister Tang Xin, what should I do? Should I still sing?!"

"Open the door, go out and check the situation." Tang Xin ordered people to get out of the way, and hurried out.

The gatekeeper immediately gave way and opened the door.

No one expected that a group of reporters would suddenly rush in the moment the door opened and take wild photos of them.

Oddly enough, the lights were back on at this point!

Tang Xin's first reaction was that she was set up by someone, so she quickly pulled up Wen Xi's mask and hid her behind her.

But it was too late, the reporters seemed to have known the inside story for a long time, and the first sentence they came in was directed at Wen Xi, "Miss, when did you start being a warm substitute singer! You did it for money Did you sing on behalf of me?"

"Why don't you just become an artist? Is it because the land is too ugly?!"

"Everyone misunderstood! She is just our staff, there is no such thing as a substitute singer!" Tang Xin explained.

The reporters didn't buy it. "The equipment is well equipped and the evidence is full. Are you still trying to lie to us? Do you think we have no eyes?"

The scene was too chaotic, Tang Xin turned her head and winked at Wen Xi, telling her to take the opportunity to go out.

Afterwards, Tang Xin said to the reporters, "Everyone listen to me, I will give you an explanation..."

Taking advantage of all the reporters being attracted by Tang Xin, Wen Xi quickly walked out from the side.

"She's running away!" someone yelled.

Like a gunshot before the 100-meter sprint, all the reporters rushed towards Wen Xi as soon as they heard this.

Wen Xi didn't want to show up in front of the camera, so he accelerated his running pace.

But where did she run around? These big men who have been running around for fierce news all the year round were surrounded in the middle after only running for a while. Someone worried that she ran and even grabbed her by the shoulder.

The unhealed wound was suddenly grabbed, Wen Xi gritted his teeth in pain, desperately protecting his face, looking for an exit in the crowd.

Fortunately, Tang Xin's team immediately came up to protect her and ran out, so she was saved from the danger of being trampled.

But she didn't feel well either, the wound on her shoulder was completely torn open, and the whole shoulder was soaked in blood.

Tang Xin grabbed her and walked forward, said hastily, "You go this way, I will lead them away!"

Wen Xi hurried to the way out there. The venue was huge, and she ran for a few minutes to reach the exit. Unfortunately, there were quite a few reporters waiting there.

She thought that the reporter must have informed her colleagues to block people at the exit.

The bleeding became more and more, and she was sweating profusely in pain, so she could only temporarily hide behind a cylinder and breathe slowly.

The party was a live broadcast, and the incident of warmth was edited into lip-syncing and uploaded to the Internet in less than a minute. And the picture of Wen Xi being blocked was also uploaded within two or three minutes.

One spreads ten, ten spreads hundreds, and the news spreads quickly on the Internet.

Weihai Town.

As soon as He Yan returned to the lounge after patrolling the ward, he saw his assistant Xiao Zhao staring down at the phone, his eyes were as big as copper bells.

"Why don't you take a break and look at your phone?"

Xiao Zhao raised his head when he heard the sound, and leaned over with his mobile phone, "Doctor He, it's a big event. It turns out that the warmth is a substitute singer. Wow, the reporter is so crazy! This girl who is a substitute singer hurts a lot!"

Good night