Midnight Cinderella

Feng Jing originally stood on the side of the original work and the scriptwriter, discussing the next scene. The shooting on the mountain is hard, but fortunately, I have been following the group. This is a good communication opportunity for Feng Jing, because many things must be the author's own clearest.

Fortunately, he told him a lot of his own thoughts, and gave his own suggestions in the performance. The two chatted very much, until the staff began to re-set the scene with the props. Feng Jing subconsciously let go to the side, who knows that this foot will slip on, and fortunately, the pull did not pull.

After the staff yelled at the death, the whole crew shook. Several staff members followed Michelle and rushed quickly. Feng Jing fell not far, but the head did not know what hit, the back of the head is all blood, has fallen into a coma. The director hurriedly called the ambulance and co-ordinated the people to bring the medicine box and help the seal to urgently handle the wound.

The whole scene was a mess of porridge.

In the days when Feng Jing was filming on the mountain, Qin Fan would go in person, because it was raining today, he came late. On the road, I received a call from Michelle, and I heard the sound crying soon: "Qin Dong, Feng always fell on the mountain."

Qin Fan stunned. For the question of Feng Jing's character, his first reaction was unbelief: "This operation was used by Meng Xingchuan last time. What do you want to do this time?"

"No, Feng always fell." Michelle said here, and finally "wow" and cried out. "There is a lot of blood, the director has called an ambulance."

Qin Fan’s brow wrinkled, because he had already heard the roar of the Xie guided by the phone. He calmed his mind and stepped on the accelerator: "How is his situation now?"

"The crew of the crew helped him deal with the wound, but the blood still didn't stop completely. He was still faint... Sorry Qin Dong, I didn't take care of the seal." Michelle burst into tears.

Qin Fan licked his mouth and was impatient to say: "What is the use of crying now, I will be there soon, how long will the ambulance take?"

"Should be, it should be faster, but the road on the mountain is not easy to go, and we dare not move the seal."

"Okay, I know." Qin Fan hang up the phone and call up the name of Feng Ping in the contact.

The ambulance came faster than expected, and almost arrived at the scene with Qin Fan. Because the shooting location was not open to traffic, the medical staff could only lift the seal with the stretcher before sending it to the ambulance.

Qin Fan greeted the crew and told them not to pass it on, but I also knew that it was not very useful. There are so many people in the crew, and whatever one of them can say, the people of the whole country will know. But Feng Jing’s injury is unknown, and he has no energy to manage it now.

When Feng Jing was taken to the hospital by ambulance, Jiang Dinggang handed the ring to the bride and groom.

At the wedding scene, the applause thundered. After the bride and groom exchanged the ring, Du Xiaoyou was ready to start tossing the bouquet. This toss is also very particular, usually the bride will deliberately throw it to her bridesmaid. Jiang Dian and another bridesmaid stood together and received their eye cues, and they concentrated their attention subconsciously.

The beautiful bouquets draw a parabola in the air, and the unmarried girls screamed in the direction of the fall. Jiang Dian wears high heels today, and the agility of action has dropped by at least ten points, only with the flow of people. I don't know if Du Xiaoyou was thrown too accurately, or she was lucky, so she was squeezed, and the bouquet was still unbiased in her arms.

There was another cheer on the scene. Jiang Dian waved his hand to the friends and walked back to his position. Taking the phone out of the clutch, she smiled and sent a message to Feng Jing: "I received the bride's bouquet, hahahaha!"

Jiang Dian: [Picture] Look good~

Feng Jing has never responded to her, she did not care, because he told her before, the signal on the mountain is not good.

Yan Huanhuan also went to grab the flowers just now, although I did not grab it, but it is still possible to send a circle of friends by Jiang dyed. She took a photo with her, and spread it to a circle of friends.

Yan Huanhuan said before that this year's Feng Jing may be a hot search for a crime, this is not, once on Weibo, the search bar is lying with the name of Feng Jing. After she carefully saw what the typesetting was, "ah-!" was called out.

The whole table turned to look at her.

Yan Huan couldn’t take care of the strange eyes of the people around him. He grabbed the hand next to Jiang Dian and handed the phone over: "Feng Jing was filmed and injured!"

Jiang Dian’s heart squinted and his eyes quickly fell on the small print.

Feng Jing was injured and hospitalized.

Yan Huanhuan has already entered the topic. Many big media have issued this article, and some even have pictures. It is a picture of Feng Jing lying on a stretcher and being carried by the medical staff to the mountain.

He was covered with a thick down jacket, showing only a small face, and his skin was white and bloodless.

"At present, Feng Jing has been taken to the hospital and the injury is unknown."

Jiang Dian’s head was blank for two seconds, then he picked up his mobile phone and ran outside. She didn't change her clothes, didn't even take off the hard-heeled high heels, and rushed out of the wedding scene.

"Jiangsu, where are you going!" Yan Huanhuan was anxious. She carried her own bag and took Jiang dyed bags and coats and chased them out. When I ran to the intersection, Jiang dyed, who just saw a gift, took a taxi.

"Jiangsu!" Yan Huanhuan shouted, still failed to stop the taxi. She took a few breaths in the same place and called Jiang dye.

Busy.

...MD, what the situation is!

Jiang Dian is calling Feng Jing all the way, but it has been turned off. This phone is the only connection between them. If it is broken, she does not know how to find him.

When the taxi master saw her wearing a dress and ran out of the wedding scene, she thought she was fleeing. When she heard that she was going to the central hospital, she had some doubts: "Girl, what happened to you?"

"My friend is in hospital." Jiang dye hangs up the phone and dials out, still shutting down. The phone has been unable to get through, and her heart is getting more and more urgent. Master saw her eyes red, and comforted: "You don't worry, this time the road is good, it will not take much time to go to the central hospital, your friend is definitely fine."

After he said this, it was not long before he was beaten.

The closer to the central hospital, the more cars there are, just like the exhibitions held in front. "What's wrong with this? Usually this time, this section is not blocked."

Like responding to his doubts, the walkie-talkie in the car came with a man's voice.

"I heard that a star is hospitalized. Now the media fans are rushing to the hospital. The traffic jam is near the central hospital. If nothing happens, don't go there."

The driver said in a hurry: "I said, these media and fans are also full of food and nothing to do."

Jiang Dian's hand squeezed the phone tighter, she was trying to make another call, and a strange number was lit up on the screen.

She has never seen this number before, but her instinct may be related to Feng Jing, and she immediately picked it up: "Hello."

"Hello, is Miss Jiang dye? I am the mother of Feng Jing."

Jiang Sheng remembered this sound, and she sat down straight: "It's me, aunt."

"Do you know what is going on in hospital?"

"I know, I am on my way to the hospital."

Feng Jing’s mother paused and asked her: “Where have you been?”

"I still have a few intersections, but now there are some traffic jams."

"Well, this time outside the hospital is also the media. You may not come in later. I will pick you up. The driver who sent you home last time, do you remember?"

Jiang Dian thought for a moment and said, "Is Zhou Shu?"

"Yes, I let him pick you up outside, and you will follow him when you arrive."

"Okay, how is Feng Jing doing now?"

"I am still undergoing surgery, don't worry."

"Ok."

The driver thinks that the name of Feng Jing is very familiar. Is the friend that this little girl said is the big star who was hospitalized? He couldn't help but watch Jiang dyeing his eyes.

After arriving at the hospital, Jiang Dian found that he did not take the wallet. Fortunately, online payment is now convenient, she used Alipay to transfer the fare to the driver.

The car did not stop at the hospital door because the hospital door was already full of cars. Countless people holding cameras and cameras blocked the hospital door. They are still crowded with a lot of little girls. They should all be fans of the fans who came to the news. They were stopped by the security guards of the hospital with the reporters.

Jiang Dian's dress is very conspicuous. Many people on the roadside are looking at her head with curiosity. This person should not be married to see the movie emperor!

Jiang Dian did not think about them, only searching for the figure of Zhou Shu in the crowd. I didn't think it was in the car. Now, when I got into the car, the cold air came into direct contact with her skin, and she immediately got a goose bump. She rubbed her arm with her hand and saw a middle-aged man coming to his side quickly.

"Miss Jiang, hello." The man was very polite, seeing that she was too cold, and took off her coat and put it on her body.

"Thank you."

Zhou Shu smiled and motioned to follow her: "Miss Jiang, here."

He led Jiang Sui from the hospital's emergency passage, and there were not many people on the way. However, some reporters also tried to get in from the emergency channel, and they were blocked by the security guards who looked at the torch.

Outside the operating room, Feng's mother and sister are there, and there are several men who don't know Jiang. When Qin Fan saw Jiang Dian, the scorpion was slightly stunned.

He also heard a few days ago that Feng Jing had already led the girlfriend to see his parents. Although he has never asked about his girlfriend, is he the agent who has been framed?

"Auntie." When Jiang Dian saw Feng Jing's mother, he stepped up and stepped up. "How is Feng Jing? How is it hurt?"

"I bumped into the head and was unconscious when I was sent to the hospital." Feng mother patted her hand comfortably. "You shouldn't worry too much. Feng Jing's body has always been good. There should be no problem." ""

"Well, there will be nothing wrong with it." Jiang Dian silently prayed in his heart.

"Right, let me introduce you. This is Feng Jing’s cousin, who are the brokers and assistants of Feng Jing."

Jiang dyed the mother's hand and looked at the three men across the street. The name Feng Ping was only heard in the previous "hit" incident. He himself looked very unsmiling, and a pair of eagle-like scorpions seemed to see who was shaking. Agent Qin Fan, she has heard Feng Jing said many times, and now sees the deity is similar to his own imagination - a resolute elite. The assistant... seems to have seen it in the pillow water town.

"Miss Jiang, hello." Qin Fan took the initiative to ask Jiang Sheng, "Feng Jing's mobile phone has been shut down, just found that you have made so many calls. If it is convenient, you can take me and Michelle. The number is also saved, and you can contact us if you have any urgent matters in the future."

"Okay, thank you." Because there was no bag, Jiang Dian's mobile phone was always in her hand. After she saved the numbers of Qin Fan and Michelle, she also saved the phone of Feng Jing's mother.

Feng Ya’s legs are still not good. She jumped to Jiang Dian and asked her: “Have you dressed in a wedding dress?”

Jiang Dian nodded: "Well, my friend is married today, please be my bridesmaid."

"Oh." Feng Ya thought, this girl is really good, eager to do this, clothes and bags are not taken, they went straight to the hospital. Oh, I just hope that there is nothing wrong with the seal.

Waiting for surgery is a long and difficult process, everyone is quieter than usual. After a while, the sound of the front of the corridor came, and Zhou Shu went to look at it. It was the reporter that they met when they came up. I don’t know what method I used to run here.

Although the security guard passed, but Feng Ping came with a bodyguard, the reporter was quickly stopped. These bodyguards look much taller than the hospital's security guards, and they look more majestic. The reporters are still a little scared. Thinking that she had just secretly took two photos, she left very eagerly.

"How, what did you photograph?" Waiting for her to come out when she was outside, she couldn't wait to get together. The reporter shook his head and sighed: "I haven’t dared to take it with my bodyguard."

"Then we have to work so hard, isn't it busy?"

"Not at all." The reporter smiled slyly and said to the photographer, "Remember the woman we met in the emergency department?"

The photographer thought about it and asked her, "Who is the woman in the dress?"

"Yes, the one who brought her in is the driver of the family. I just saw it upstairs. She is also waiting outside the operating room."

The big brother of photography doesn’t quite understand her meaning: "What about that?"

"Oh, so you can only be a photographer! You can't see such a big gossip! Although we didn't hear the news of Feng Jing, this woman is probably the secret girlfriend of Feng Jing!"

"..." He also admired the brain circuit of these reporters' eighteen bends. "Why isn't it?"

"Who cares about her? I mean it is!" They gossip reporters, but they have never had to exercise such things, as long as they can see the ball.

She held the camera like holding a baby, decided to first "write the text" of the company: "You are here to keep it, what news is the first time to inform me, I am going to write a manuscript!"

Therefore, in the overwhelming report of "Fighting the wounded and coma", the news that "Feng Jing's girlfriend appeared in the hospital" has spurred a **** road and gained the most attention.

The central figure of the topic, the emperor, was slowly yawning and opened his eyes.

Ok? He blinked again and made sure he was not mistaken.

This is really the home of Jiang Dye.

He turned his head and looked at the sunny day outside. It was true during the day.

............

what's the situation! Why does he turn into a yellow day during the day!

Feng Jing suddenly rushed, if he became two yellow during the day, then two yellow ... no no no, don't think about it.

He turned a few laps in the living room, forced himself to calm down, and then remembered an important thing.

He remembered that he fell on the set.

The dull pain of the back of the head hitting the hard object was quickly recalled. The warm blood slid into the collar along the neck, and then he was black.

Feng Jing’s heart is tight, difficult, is he dead? Then the soul is attached to the body of the second yellow, this time is permanent.

......

calm down.

He took a deep breath and turned around the living room for a few laps. The heart finally jumped not so fast.

He has to figure out what is happening now.

He looked at the wall clock in the living room first, it was already a little over in the afternoon. He remembered that when he fell, it should be around 10:30. When the rain stopped, the director shouted for preparation. No, no, maybe it is not the same day!

He was anxious to find a circle in the house, did not find Jiang dye, helpless Wang Wang called twice.

Jiang Dye is not at home. He is now a dog. How do you know the news from the outside world? His eyes swept over the laptop that Jiang dyed on the table, and he jumped up.

The computer was turned over. He poked his claws and it was easy to poke the power. After the boot music, he first glanced at the date in the lower right corner of the computer, December 9, but fortunately, it was the same day. Put your paw on the mouse, he clicks on the browser and finds the entrance to Weibo.

Jiang Dian's Weibo is automatically logged in. When he entered, he was the homepage of Jiang Dye.

Before he boarded Weibo, he had been thinking about how to use the dog's paws to flexibly play the word "Feng Jing". After waiting for Weibo, he found that he didn't need to fight at all! Weibo is full of news related to him!

He quickly browsed, and the news said that he was in a hospital coma and his injuries were unknown. Call, that is to say that he is still not dead. He just let go of his heart and saw another hot news.

Feng Jing's girlfriend appeared in the hospital.

His dog's brow frowned. The "girlfriend" on the photo is indeed Jiang Dye. Although this reporter only photographed one back and one half, he can still see it at a glance.

She wore a dress, the set of bridesmaid dress she sent him that day... He remembered that it was indeed her friend's wedding today. Did she run directly from the wedding? Jiang Dian on the photo was a little embarrassed. Originally, there was no original shape. The flowers on the head were also smashed. The body was covered with a dark men's coat, which was very familiar, like Zhou Shu's.

Is she at the hospital now?

When I think of the press conference, holding a microphone and a camera and asking myself to ask Jiang dyeing as usual, Feng Jing can't stand it. She vowed to tell her that she would use everything to protect her, but now she exposed her to the front at the worst.

He is going to the hospital to find her.

Even if he becomes a dog, he has to protect her.

Feng Jing computer did not close, jumped directly off the chair and ran out to the outside. When he reached the door, he ushered in the first problem - how to open the door?

Jiang Dian's door lock is not complicated, his dog's paw should still be able to open, but the height is not enough. His "Wang Wang" called a few turns in the same place, his eyes locked a small stool in the living room.

Standing on this stool, you should be able to get to the doorknob. He used both his head and his limbs, and moved the stool to the door. He shook his ears and made him feel that he might come up to shoot his door downstairs.

Fortunately, no.

After moving the stool to his ideal position, Feng Jing jumped up vigorously, and his hind legs propped up his body. One front grabbed the door and one front paw held the doorknob and opened the door.

"Squeaking", beautiful and sweet.

After Feng Jing went out, he did not forget to bring it to the door.

Just a neighbor took the elevator down, Feng Jing was in front of the elevator door, a step, broke into the elevator.

neighbor:"……"

Looking at the dog sitting next to him, the neighbor did not move for a while. This dog he knows, usually the owner is taking a walk, how can I be alone today... a dog, go down and bend?

The elevator went down to the first floor in a strange quiet. After the door was opened, Feng Jie rushed out quickly.

Jiang Dianjia is still a little far from the central hospital, but he can only run on four legs - he seriously thought, if he goes out to take a taxi, the taxi driver will stop.

The conclusion is no.

The road is far away, but fortunately he still knows how to go. It may be that he was too charming when he was running. When he stopped at the intersection and waited for the traffic lights, finally someone couldn't help but talk to him.

"Hey, Xiao Huang, you look so good."

"..." Feng Jing turned his head and glanced at it. He found that it was not a person who was talking to himself, but... a beautiful Teddy.

............

He was in a mess in the wind.

He comforted himself in his heart. This was the illusion that he was too anxious. Teddy, who had a bow, spoke again: "Xiaohuang, where do you live? Have a chance to come out together."

Feng Jing: "........."

Oh, no, wait, why is this red light so long?

"Why do not you speak?"

"..." Feng Jing finally answered, "I am not called Xiao Huang."

"Oh? Generally, aren't all Chinese garden dogs called XX yellow? I am different. My master gave me an English name, called LILI."

Feng Jing: "..."

Although the slot is generally overwhelming, he is more concerned about this time: "Can you understand what I said?"

He confirmed that he had just been screaming twice.

Pretty Teddy looked at him with surprise: "Is this strange?"

Feng Jing: "..."

Yes, very strange.

He feels that the world is in a mess.