PDLP Chapter 251 Lumbar Injury
Chapter 251 Lumbar Injury
"Decided to add a link of snatching ingredients."
"This is my idea." Zhang Yumeng threw the document on the table, knowing that she has no selling point, and it is difficult to show off on the show.
There was a flash of light in her eyes, and if she followed the arrangement, the heat would naturally be attracted to her.
"I should have thought it was yours." Lin Weiwei took a deep breath, and whenever he made a move, Zhang Yumeng would always follow suit.
Ji Mingyou frowned, walked over first, looked through the conditions, and said coldly: "Stop playing tricks, or you will be the one who will lose face."
His low voice of warning came to his ears, and a sense of oppression that could not be ignored hit him instantly.
Zhang Yumeng was startled, then nodded subconsciously, feeling as if there was a knife on his neck.
"I'm just participating in a show, and it won't hinder you. Don't be so nervous." She realized that Ji Mingyou was just a small store manager, and stamped her feet angrily.
In the eerie atmosphere, the lights came on and shouted: "Shooting!"
In the beginning, Zhang Yumeng ignored the alienation between the two, took the initiative to occupy the center position, and introduced herself with a smiling face.
"You really know how to find the position of the camera." Lin Weiwei said angrily after being squeezed and almost pushed down.
The words were clearly entered, and the director hurriedly gestured: "Start the game session."
A staff member stepped forward, took out three cards, and signaled to draw them.
Lin Weiwei stepped forward to draw, and whenever a white card was moved, the staff would always change the card.
She noticed the strangeness, and held the card resolutely, seeing that the other party would not let go: "I want this white card."
Seeing her take the bait, Zhang Yumeng was secretly delighted, took one casually, turned around and opened the covering curtain, and said with a smile, "Let's go in and search."
Lin Weiwei was the first to get in, pushing the trolley to search the shelves.
Ji Mingyou finished the search quickly. Seeing the flour with the similar name of her card, he quickly helped to find it.
"Here." Zhang Yumeng aimed at the time, pushed the cart to Lin Weiwei's side, put the cart behind her and said, "Let's compete to find Kang's flour."
Lin Weiwei didn't hear it, and rummaged through the shelves, intending to throw away the flour in front of him.
With a light tug, the unsealed flour fell like a waterfall. Lin Weiwei hurriedly dodged, but his hair was still covered with white powder.
She covered her mouth and coughed lightly, threw the half-filled bag on the ground, and asked in confusion, "Why didn't it seal?"
Powder floated in the air, and Lin Weiwei's hair seemed to be stained with hoarfrost, rubbing the side of his face in displeasure.
"Because the preparations are sudden, and the props team is also in a hurry, maybe they can use it to make up the numbers. I'll look for it here." Zhang Yumeng looked at it pretending to be surprised, and when she saw the whole person's flour hidden in advance was pulled out, she covered her mouth laugh it out.
As she spoke, she pushed aside Lin Weiwei who was tidying up her clothes, adjusted the direction of the trolley, and stood on the flour to look for it after aiming at Lin Weiwei. She shouted vigorously, "The time is coming, don't stop."
Lin Weiwei was aroused to win. Seeing that his cart was empty, he rolled up his sleeves and threw himself away.
"I found it!" She grabbed a flour bag, picked it up with a smile, and turned around to put it into the cart.
Zhang Yumeng pursed her lips, a cold light flashed across her eyes, picked up the flour she had found a long time ago and shouted: "Me too!"
She deliberately turned around vigorously, stepped on the smooth floor with fine flour, her feet slipped for a moment, and rushed towards her cart.
The distance between the two was very close, and the cart bumped into Lin Weiwei's waist naturally, and the pain was like a needle prick, and he couldn't help but leaned aside while clutching his waist: "It hurts!"
Her waist was seriously injured, but now she was hit by a cart with two sacks of flour on it, and her face was sweating profusely.
"Ah, the flour sprinkled just now is really slippery on the floor. I didn't do it on purpose. Are you okay?" Zhang Yumeng was prepared in advance, with her hands on the ground, she didn't look embarrassed at all, the hair on the side of her face covered her Upturned lips.
She stood up slowly, knowing that Lin Weiwei's old injury could not be hit hard, but she did not explain: "You just got into a car accident and hit your waist again, this is too bad luck."
Lin Weiwei bit his lower lip and sat down slowly. His waist seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. The pain went deep into the bone marrow, and he couldn't say a word.
"What's the matter?" The director was startled by the situation, it doesn't hurt to be bumped, and he motioned for her to stand up quickly.
After hearing the movement, Ji Mingyou, who carefully compared the names, rushed over, looked at Lin Weiwei who was sitting on the ground, his heart tightened, and he hurried over: "What's going on, I'll help you up."
He didn't understand the situation, raised his head and squinted coldly, and asked, "What happened, why is Lin Weiwei in such pain?"
"It's all my fault." Zhang Yumeng immediately lowered her head when she heard this.
This move seemed to be a real crime, Ji Mingyou's sharp eyes were like cold sharp arrows, his face was sullen, and he gritted his teeth: "You are so courageous, you are also a Taekwondo player, don't you know that she has a waist injury? "
He expected this woman to be dishonest, and he knew that he should stay by Lin Weiwei's side.
Lin Weiwei closed his eyes in pain, tightly grasped the warm palm with one hand, and said in a low voice: "Let me take it easy, the pain has gradually subsided."
"It was the flour that was sprinkled on the ground. It was too slippery. I subconsciously fell forward, but I didn't expect to hurt Lin Weiwei." Zhang Yumeng was not angry at all when he heard his yelling. Anyway, he hesitated about the matter. Speak out.
As soon as this remark came out, the barrage on the big screen frantically swiped up, talking about Lin Weiwei and the two of them: "This woman just got into a car accident and suffered a back injury. She acted quite similarly, who would believe it?"
"You can't blame this guest entirely. It was Lin Weiwei who sprinkled the flour first, but the store manager still blamed me. I, a passer-by, can't stand it."
"It's still a guest who knows the general situation, and I'm a fan."
The rhythm was brought up, and a group of people pulled out Lin Weiwei, who was in pain and could not speak, and scolded him as a dramatist.
Seeing this, Zhang Yumeng was secretly ecstatic, but her face was full of self-blame: "Everyone, stop talking. If I reacted faster, I wouldn't be like this. In the end, it's still my fault."
Just like this effect, she is very satisfied with the navy she bought, and feels like it has become the focus of the show.
Ji Mingyou narrowed his eyes, and carefully picked up Lin Weiwei and put him on the sofa. When he was about to deal with it, his hands were grabbed by Sisi.
"No, I'm fine." Lin Weiwei sat up and put the pillow behind his waist, knowing that it was not accidental.
She was warned by the director not to make a slip of the tongue, suppressed her anger, and slightly parted her lips: "Since everyone said you were wronged, let's not let go of the replay, and I have time for everyone to sort out the scene."
"Program time is very precious, so it's better not to play such scary scenes multiple times." Zhang Yumeng's complexion changed, and her actions could not withstand scrutiny. After repeated playbacks, she would definitely be found to be wrong, so she called the director. eyes.
Ji Mingyou's thin lips curled up, and he smiled mockingly, as if blaming himself: "How could I have wronged you? Let everyone watch the replay, and I will also apologize when the time comes."