"That Lin Lao.... Lin Yao, you weren't hurt just now, were you?"

Fang Xiaole stood behind Lin Yao and asked.

He was the closest person to Lin Yao when Zhang Bo and Lin Yao struck the final blow, and clearly saw Lin Yao stumble when she landed on her feet, which was an easy way to break her foot.

Also when Lin Yao received the pistol and turned to fire, her back hit the car door due to the inertia of the forward lunge.

Fang Xiaole was sitting right behind the car door, and he felt the impact of that hit very hard.

By the way, the reason why Lin Yao jumped up to catch the pistol was because he chose to throw the gun at her so as not to interfere with the show's recording.

From a programming perspective, the end result was perfect, but from Lin Yao's personal safety point of view, that choice was actually quite unfortunate.

Fang Xiaole was a little worried that Lin Yao would be injured as a result.

Lin Yao raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead and turned back towards Fang Xiaole to blossom a brilliant smile.

"No, I'm fine, Fanny, congratulations, your planning was a success."

"It's not a success yet, it will be evaluated by the audience after the show airs."

Fang Xiaole smiled, admiringly, "Rather, Lin Yao your performance is so unexpected, I didn't expect you to sing well and be so good at doing variety shows."

"You've heard my song?" Lin Yao's eyes lit up.

"Dang, of course I've heard it, your voice is really too recognizable and your breath is steady, just like that night in the house..."

Fang Xiaole looked at the female assistant next to Lin Yao, thinking that actresses are very taboo about such things, it's better not to let her assistant know, so she changed her mind.

"I even went to your concert with a friend the other night, and you sang fantastic."

"And you saw my concert? Was it the one at the Sea Pearl?"

Lin Yao was happy, and this kind of happiness was different from being liked and recognized by the fans, it was the kind of happiness that was... A happiness that was sweet to the heart.

"Uh, yeah, it was that one, my friend and I are all fans of yours."

Fang Xiaole had a smile on her face, but her heart was embarrassed, she should have known not to be so hypocritical in her commercial bragging, but now she could only force the lie to be round.

"Really, you're still a fan of mine?" Lin Yao held her face in her hands and almost jumped, that happy look as if she was the only fan of Fang Xiaole.

"Sister Yao, the nanny car has arrived..." Fangfang couldn't bear to see Yao's "humiliating" performance and couldn't help but remind her.

"That's fine, I won't hold you up, you can rest early." When Fang Xiaole saw that this female assistant's face was not looking good, she bid Lin Yao farewell with a sense of humor.

"You.... Take an early break too." Lin Yao also waved her hand and waited until Fang Xiaole was far away before she said with a voice like a mosquito.

"Are you tired, Sister Yao? Then let's hurry back." Fangfang, who was beside her, thought that Lin Yao was slow to react because she was mentally ill, so she spoke up to urge her.

The two of them got into the nanny car parked at the side of the road, which started up and drove towards the hotel.

........

The night was still young and starry.

Jiang Rong City Hilton Hotel, a bedroom in a high-class suite .

Lin Yao was sitting on the bed in her loose pajamas, her slender, well-proportioned legs stretched straight out, fully revealing her graceful leg shape, but unfortunately, there wasn't any audience in the room to enjoy the scene.

Because Lin Yao had locked her bedroom door.

With a bottle of medicinal wine in her hand, she poured the liquid into her fair palm and gently wiped her hands on her left ankle after slightly smoothing it out.

Ssshhh.... A suppressed cry of pain issued from her mouth.

Her left ankle was swollen high up in the air, and even the slightest touch sent a piercing pain through her.

And as she sat on the bed leaning her body forward to apply medicine to her ankle, her back inevitably touching with her clothes, Lin Yao's beautiful eyes were also painful.

Knock, knock.

There was a knock on the door, and Fangfang whispered outside, "Sister Yao, are you asleep?"

Lin Yao was shocked and quickly pinched her throat and pretended to be confused as she replied, "Well, I'm sleeping."

Outside the door, Fangfang's helpless voice sounded, "Sister Yao, I can hear you making noises inside, and you haven't even turned off the lights."

In order to wipe the medicine, the light in Lin Yao's bedroom was on quite brightly, and the light could be seen outside through the lower door of the bedroom.

"I, I'm going to sleep right away." Lin Yao replied evenly.

"Sister Yao, it's Sister Smoke on the phone."

"Oh.... You wait."

Lin Yao quickly hid the medicinal wine, got out of bed on one foot, endured the pain and stuffed her swollen ankle and left foot into her slipper, biting her teeth to make her face look normal before walking over and opening the door.

Fangfang came in and handed the phone to Lin Yao.

"Lin Yao, you've done well today, you've worked hard, there's an announcement tomorrow night, I've asked Fangfang to book a flight for tomorrow morning, you'll be resting early later."

Mo Yan was talking on the phone about the new schedule for tomorrow.

"Didn't you say that you can take a day off in Jiang Rong City after recording the Super Challenge?"

Lin Yao was stunned and subconsciously resisted, she had an appointment to meet Fang Xiaole tomorrow ah!

"Because your popularity started to improve after the first phase of Super Challenge aired, your popularity has gone up a bit, so the announcements that were somewhat on hold before can be arranged again."

Mo Yan thought Lin Yao was a bit tired, so she consoled.

"The less time an artist takes off means the more popular they are, which is a good thing, and after this period, Smoke promises to give you a few days off, how about that?"

Lin Yao hesitated for half a day before finally saying, "Sister Smoke, I actually recorded the show today... I got a little injured."

"What?!"

"Are you hurt, Yao? Where? Was that the time to jump up and pick up the pistol?"

Mo Yan and Fangfang's screams rang out at the same time, Lin Yao quickly covered the microphone and made a shushing gesture towards Fangfang, whispering to her.

"Don't let Smoke hear, or you'll be scolded."

As Lin Yao's personal assistant, Fangfang was blissfully unaware that Lin Yao was injured, which would definitely scold Fangfang if Mo Yan knew about it.

"When did you get hurt? Is it serious? Why didn't Fang Fang tell me just now, what's wrong with her?"

Sure enough, the tone of Mo Yan on the other end of the phone grew serious.

"No more, Smoke, it's just that my foot is fractured, it's not very serious, Fangfang she also bought me some medicinal wine to rub it, but it's a bit inconvenient to walk, maybe on the notice..."

When Fangfang heard Lin Yao's words, she quickly squatted down and lifted Lin Yao's pajamas, and covered her mouth in shock when she saw the swollen left ankle.

It's swollen like this, and you still call it not serious?

"Don't worry about the notice, I'll push it for you, rest well for the next two days, if you can't, go to the hospital, don't push it."

Mo Yan resolutely gave up on tomorrow's announcements, pausing, and then urging uneasily.

"No wandering around, just rest in the hotel, okay?"

Lin Yao instantly assured, "I know, Sister Smoke, don't worry, you'll rest early too."

Yay!

Hanging up the phone, Lin Yao compared a gesture of victory, happy as a child.

"Sister Yao you, you still yeah, what are you happy about, it's hurt like this, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Fangfang was on the verge of tears when she saw Lin Yao's injuries and couldn't help but question angrily.