Love at First Sight With Doctor He

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

A monitor hung directly in front of her, which can simultaneously display the warmth on the stage.

Finally, the musical 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 next to her.

She made an OK gesture, pulled the mask under her chin, and Yu Guang glanced at the door of the cabin.

I hope Qin Weak will not let her down.

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

"My heart is tied to the window of the cloud, and the old dreams are broken and sad. I miss the past and give up the next life, just to grasp the present. I also look at the heart and the moon, drunk flowers..."

Click!

The small room suddenly became dark, and Wen Xi's emotional singing ceased.

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

The accompaniment on the stage was still ringing, and the audience was suspicious, probably because the warmth was still making lips, but there was no singing.

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

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

"Open the door and go out to see the situation." Tang Xin ordered people to step aside and hurried out.

The gatekeeper immediately gave way and opened the door.

No one thought that the moment the door opened, a group of reporters suddenly swarmed in and took pictures of them frantically.

Strangely, the light was restored at this time!

Tang Xin's first reaction was that she was designed, and she hurriedly pulled up Wen Xi's mask and hid her behind her back.

But it was too late. The reporters seemed to have known the inside story a long time ago. The first sentence they came in was directed at Wen Xi, "Miss, when did you start to be a warm singer! You do it for money? Do you sing it?"

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

"Everyone is misunderstanding! She is just our staff, there is no such thing as acting on behalf of the singer!" Tang Xin explained.

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

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

Later, Tang Xin said to the reporters, "Listen to me, and I will give you an explanation..."

When all the reporters were attracted by Tang Xin, Wen Xi walked out from the side quickly.

"She is going to run!" someone shouted.

Like a gunshot before the 100-meter dash, all reporters immediately 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 quickened the pace of running.

But where did she run past these big men who ran around for fierce feed all the year round, she was surrounded by them after only running for a while. Someone worried that she ran and even grabbed her shoulders.

The unhealed wound was suddenly picked up, Wen Xi gritted his teeth in pain, and desperately protected his face, looking for an exit among the crowd.

Fortunately, Tang Xin's team immediately came up to protect her from running out, and she was saved from being trampled on.

But she did not feel well either, the wound on her shoulder was completely torn open, and the blood soaked her entire shoulder.

Tang Xin grabbed her all the way forward, and said hurriedly, "You go this way, I will lead them away!"

Wen Xi hurried to the way out there. The venue was so big that she ran for a few minutes to reach the exit. What's bad is that there are many reporters waiting to be there.

She thought, it must be the reporter who just notified her colleague that she was blocking people at the exit.

Bleeding more and more, she sweats in pain and can only temporarily hide behind a cylinder and slowly breathe.

The evening party is in the form of live broadcast, and the mistake of warmth is edited into a fake singing and uploaded to the network in less than a minute. The picture of Wen Xi being blocked was also uploaded within two or three minutes.

The news spreads quickly on the Internet.

Weihai Town.

As soon as He Yan returned to the lounge after patrolling the ward, he saw Assistant Xiao Zhao staring down at his mobile phone, his eyes staring the size of a copper bell.

"Don't take the time to rest and see what cell phone?"

Xiao Zhao heard the sound and raised his head, holding his mobile phone and leaning over, "Doctor He, the big incident, it turns out that warmth is a substitute singing, wow, the reporter is crazy! This girl doing the singing is not lightly hurt!"