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"Has your husband been injured before?"

Gu Yunchuan pushed open the door of the ward and heard the nurse asking his mother.

"Yes." Song Lan sat on a chair and ate an apple. "He used to be a guide, and he was very powerful. Then he had an accident and barely saved his life, but the guide couldn't do it."

Seeing Gu Yunchuan coming in, Song Lan motioned for him to sit next to her, and handed him an orange, but Gu Yunchuan didn't pick it up.The man on the hospital bed had his eyes closed and his face was pale.

"The operation just ended, and it went well." Song Lan put the orange back, and said to Gu Yunchuan, "You don't need to come anymore, and your father doesn't want you to come. You two hate each other when you come, so why bother."

"En." Gu Yunchuan responded.

"Mr. Gu is still young, it's a minor operation, you still have to be careful when you go back, it's a bit dangerous to relapse when you're older," the nurse reminded.

After Song Lan finished eating the apples, she grabbed another handful of melon seeds, took the small trash can by the bedside and put them on her lap, started nibbling, looked at Gu Yunchuan, and handed him a handful.

Gu Yunchuan still didn't answer.Song Lan didn't care, she rummaged through the snack box and asked, "Candy?"

Gu Yunchuan reached for one and put it in his pocket.

"Is it very busy recently? Before the operation, your father was talking about some competitions. I don't understand."

"A little bit." Gu Yunchuan looked at Song Lan, the woman's posture was relaxed, her face was pretty, and she looked much younger than her actual age.If you don't care or worry about everything, you will naturally look young.

"You can go back if you have nothing to do. Your dad has to talk about you when he wakes up."

Gu Yunchuan only sat for 5 minutes, then stood up again, and left the ward.A few hospital beds were added in the corridor of the hospital. Someone was groaning deeply, one after another, echoing in the long passage.

On the way back to the car, Gu Yunchuan saw his right little finger trembling slightly uncontrollably, and the afterglow of the setting sun falling on it was shaken to pieces.He put his hand in his pocket, touched the candy, and clenched it tightly.

The training room was reopened and was applied for the final rehearsal of the opening ceremony, the most important part of which was the host's opening exhibition match.

It is said that it is an exhibition competition, but basically there is only "performance" and no "competition". The theme and plot are all free for the students to play. This year is the theme of martial arts. The two participating teams are the host country z and the neighboring country j.

The plot of the story is a bit old-fashioned. It mainly tells the story of martial arts lovers from country j who came to country Z. Because of the language barrier, some misunderstandings occurred.

When Gu Yunchuan arrived, everyone was discussing a plot about a hero saving the beauty.

"It's so vulgar, my grandma doesn't even like to watch this kind of drama anymore." Jiang Heng objected first.

"Classics never go out of date. We're not making movies. Why do we need such a novel plot? As long as it can create conflicts and drive the atmosphere." The screenwriter is a female guide in the third grade, and he tried his best to sell this plot to everyone.

"Then who is the hero, who should we save?" Wang Youdong asked.

"It's fine to save you, or save Yin He. If it's a hero, Jiang Heng?"

"...I won't do it." Jiang Heng flatly refused.

Gu Yunchuan walked over, and the screenwriter wanted to catch him: "Your sentinel is too rebellious, take care."

Gu Yunchuan hid for a while and didn't let the girl touch him. Seeing Jiang Heng's disgusted expression, he walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to play the villain." Jiang Heng was eager to try.

"No, this villain is tailor-made for Qu Tongfang."

"Ah?" Qu Tongfang didn't expect it.

"The limbs are well developed, the mind is simple, and the mind is not bad. In the end, everyone will be moved." The screenwriter explained.

"Laughing to death, that's fine." Jiang Heng looked at Qu Tongfang's dissatisfied expression and said with a smile.

"Then I'll play the hero and save Jiang Heng, isn't it so vulgar?" Yin He asked.

"This is good!" Wang Youdong clapped his hands excitedly.

"That's good." The screenwriter nodded, "Jiang Heng?"

Jiang Heng opened his eyes wide, and before he could speak, the screenwriter continued: "This is not bad, if you don't act, you can only act... Let me see, there are still sick and weak teachers and black-bellied noble sons left. Written by Bai Jingyi and Gu Yunchuan."

"What, do I look sick?" Bai Jingyi was not very satisfied either.

"No, sick and weak is just a useless fashionable adjective, when the time comes, you will still beat ten for your sweetheart."

"Then what character design did you arrange for me?" Jiang Heng asked.

"A wanton and frivolous swordsman."

Grass, I really like it.This setting hit Jiang Heng's heart, and he pretended to think for five seconds: "It's not impossible."

It is said that the script is created by people, but in fact there is no fixed plot and lines. It is mainly narrated by narration. It is enough for everyone to go up and fight at that time. Just to conform to the ancient theme, the weapons are replaced by swords and the like, which needs to be adapted in advance.

After confirming the role, everyone tried on the clothes first.Yin He was dressed in a black dress, highlighting her tall and good-looking figure, with a black gauze covering her face, she was very dashing.Wang Youdong was already bright and charming, but he looked unparalleled in the red dress.Bai Jingyi's green shirt and gray hat is the most unpretentious look.Qu Tongfang was wearing a blouse, showing his muscles, with a beard stuck to his mouth, and he came out with a knife in his hand.

Before Jiang Heng came out, the laughter came first: "Hahahaha Da Qu, how much is a catty of pork today?"

Qu Tongfang raised his knife and turned his head to cut him, but he only saw a white corner of his clothes passing by in front of his eyes. The man had already jumped behind him. Before he turned around, he felt a chill on his neck. .

"Qu Tuhu, do you have any last words?" Jiang Heng asked in a deep voice, holding a long sword in his hand.

"I don't have any worries in this world. I only raise a few male cats. I hope that my son can take them to breed in spring, so as to continue the incense of our family." Qu Tongfang replied.

"Get lost." Jiang Heng retracted the sword and cursed with a smile.

Another "male cat" approached and looked at Jiang Heng: "So handsome."

Jiang Heng shook his wrist slightly, and drew a beautiful sword flower: "Miao Zan." He suddenly turned the sword in another direction, Bai Jingyi dodged subconsciously, and pointed the tip of the sword at Gu Yunchuan.

In the same white clothes, Jiang Heng wore it chicly and recklessly, but Gu Yunchuan looked dignified and noble. The folding fan in his hand shook open with a "wow", and there was a flash of a knife.It turns out that there is a sharp blade hidden in the fan bone, which can kill people invisible.

"Wow." Jiang Heng looked closely at his fan, his eyes sparkling.

Gu Yunchuan closed the fan and handed it to Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng took it and weighed it. It looked delicate and interesting, but it was actually very heavy.He opened the fan and threw it up. The fan spun around in the air, reflecting the dazzling light of the knife, and returned it firmly to Jiang Heng's hand.

"Glamourous." Jiang Heng gave a four-word evaluation and returned it to Gu Yunchuan.

"Handsome!" From the other side came a voice in Z language with a strange tone. Everyone looked up after hearing the reputation, and a male guide from J country gave Jiang Heng a thumbs up.

They are also trying on their own country's ancient costumes, and for a while it really seems to have returned to the prosperous dynasty thousands of years ago, and foreigners who are attracted to the great country can be seen everywhere on the street.

The guide tidied up his clothes, ran up to Jiang Heng, stumbled and said, "Looks good, handsome."

Jiang Heng smiled: "Thank you."

The boy still didn't think it was enough, so he compared his heart: "I like it!" Then he took out his mobile phone, pointed at himself, and pointed at Jiang Heng, "Crack, click!"

Jiang Heng was a little dumbfounded by his enthusiasm. After thinking about it, he lowered his head slightly while hugging the hilt of his sword.The boy excitedly said a few words in a foreign language, raised his thumb to signal Jiang Heng to maintain this posture, quickly took two pictures, and then showed it to Jiang Heng, repeating: "Handsome!"

The swordsman in the photo is standing in front of the window, the sunlight is split by the trees outside the window, and falls on his side face, making his excellent side face more beautiful and three-dimensional, with the wind blowing, his white clothes move slightly, looking like a drunk There is also the melancholy swordsman of the story.

Jiang Heng was very satisfied, and the boy was even more excited. He instructed Jiang Heng to pose a few more poses, and he wanted to take a good shot.

"Gu Yunchuan!" Wang Youdong shouted suddenly, she lowered her voice, but her tone was very serious.

Gu Yunchuan's expression moved slightly, he let go of the fan he was clenched tightly in his hand, and the sharp blade-like spiritual tentacles stopped half a meter away from the boy.

"What are you doing?" Wang Youdong frowned and asked him.

Gu Yunchuan didn't answer, he subconsciously went to take out his pocket, only to find that he was wearing a costume, so he could only clenched his fists so that his nails stuck into his palms.

Jiang Heng came back at this time and asked everyone: "Do you take pictures?"

Gu Yunchuan's tense nerves relaxed.

Qu Tongfang took Bai Jingyi to take pictures together, Wang Youdong glanced at Gu Yunchuan uneasily, and walked over with Yin He.

They stood in the sun, huddled together to take a selfie, and Gu Yunchuan fell in the shadow a few steps away.

"Gu Yunchuan!" Jiang Heng turned to call him.

Gu Yunchuan walked over, he opened his palm, and held Jiang Heng's wrist vaguely.

Some were laughing, some were making faces, and some were lifting their companions' heads. Jiang Heng looked directly at the camera with no expression on his face, so cool as hell.

Gu Yunchuan turned his head to look at Jiang Heng.

The shutter is pressed, and the picture freezes.