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At three o'clock in the afternoon, A Central Hospital.

Liao Lan, MOON's agent, wore a hat and mask, quickly got into a commercial vehicle, and asked the driver to drive out of the parking lot.

Seeing a car quietly following behind through the rearview mirror, she pulled off her mask, breathed a sigh of relief, took out her mobile phone and sent a voice message in the WeChat discussion group.

"I lured the bastard away, you have half an hour, hurry up."

After receiving this voice, the four of Moon, headed by Jiang Xulin, got out of another car and took the elevator upstairs.

When they arrived at the ward, what they saw was not the pale and haggard Chu Feng.

On the contrary, Chu Feng's face was rosy and his spirit was high, and he was watching a movie with his mobile phone.

Except for a plaster cast on one leg, it looked normal.

Seeing the four of them approaching, Chu Feng felt uncomfortable for a moment, then returned to normal, and turned off the phone first.

"It's just a broken bone. I can be discharged from the hospital in two days and go home to take care of myself."

"It's fine, you haven't come to the company this week, where did you practice dancing?"

The one who spoke was the lead dancer in the team, Qu Zixiao.

Chu Feng rubbed his nose, and said in disguise: "I was practicing dancing at home, but the floor was too slippery, so I couldn't stand firmly."

Dances like theirs that bounce and kneel at every turn cannot be practiced at home, and must be done in a special practice room.

This truth has been reminded and kept in their hearts since they started learning to dance.

The three people except Jiang Xulin couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the words, then shrugged and didn't ask any more questions.

"I'm really fine, don't worry," Chu Feng said after a pause, with a hint of guilt still showing on his face, "It's just that I might miss the New Year's Eve event and annual meeting, and I'll trouble you guys to rehearse."

"This is what we should do, and it's not a problem," Jiang Xulin, the team leader, finally said. "Then, are you going back to your parents' home to recuperate, or are you asking someone to take care of you?"

Chu Feng said: "I found a friend to live with me, and, Sister Liao accepted a play for me, and I will join the group soon."

"What!?" Ying Jun looked surprised, "Your leg is injured, and you still want to join the filming group? Are you dying?"

Jiang Xulin was very calm: "What play?"

Chu Feng looked at the four people with different expressions, and said calmly, "It's a conspiracy drama, in which I play the role of the male protagonist's companion and confidant. It just so happens that this character has disabled legs and is in a wheelchair the whole time."

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and then the four congratulated each other.

Chu Feng didn't care about what his teammates were thinking, so he just thanked them one by one with a smile on his face.

Soon, half an hour passed.

Jiang Xulin and the others came out of the ward early, entered the elevator, and went to the underground parking lot.

There were other patients and family members in the elevator, and they looked at the boys wearing masks and hats with strange eyes.

Several people looked at each other, knowing that it was inconvenient to say anything here.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Fei Yilong, who couldn't hide his thoughts the most, spoke up.

"It's such a coincidence that I received such a suitable role just after breaking a bone, as if I was afraid that others would think that his bone fracture was not real."

Qu Zixiao glanced at him: "Don't talk nonsense, since Sister Liao picked it up, they should have been talking about it before, but they didn't tell us."

Ying Jun couldn't help but said, "But a film just takes about two or three months to shoot. By then, his legs will be fine, and he can just move around with us."

"That's right, and that character must have a lot of roles. Sister Liao is really good at hiding, but she has been hiding it for so long." Fei Yilong muttered in a low voice.

"Okay," Jiang Xulin opened the car door, "It's fine to talk about it here, but don't say a word in front of Sister Liao."