Actor-level brain-dead fan

Chapter 47

The man was knocked down to the ground by Jia Yiran's punch, and he couldn't get up for a long time.Although this person looks tall and powerful, it seems that his inner life has been completely cleaned out by the bad habits of life.He smelled of alcohol, his clothes were wrinkled and stained, and he looked like a troublesome alcoholic.

Jia Yiran showed a disgusted expression, and picked up the part of his clothes that was stained by him. He really wanted to take off his clothes now, but he only wore a jacket today, and it would be rude to take it off : "If you want to go through legal procedures, you can go to the police and say that I attacked you. But I will also take you to court because you intended to humiliate me, violently attacked me, and delayed our work , Mental loss and lost wages, I can make you pay for it in the next life, you can try."

Everyone in the supermarket was stunned by what happened just now, Jia Yiran put a smile on his face again, and apologized to everyone one by one.The program team could only drag Jia Yiran back to change clothes.The staff convened an emergency meeting to discuss whether to keep the part just now. If it was kept, it would explain why Jia Yiran’s clothes were different when recording the show, so there was no need to retake it, but the part just now involved violence after all. , The other party also scolded "homosexuality", which is a sensitive point.

Finally, after discussing for a long time, the cautious director asked Jia Yiran to change into a similar outfit, and started shooting again from the start.

Lin Shu didn't have much objection to Jia Yiran's counterattack just now. Artists are human too. Why can't they fight back after being humiliated? It's just that the public has too high expectations for artists, and they always forget that they are not cold and cold on the screen. Cold, dolls whose life characters all follow the script.Jia Yiran's filming is entirely out of interest, and he has long since had no need to wrong himself too much just to please the audience.

But Jia Yiran was very worried about his gaffe just now: "I'm absolutely not violent." He explained uncomfortably, "It's just that his saliva is disgusting..."

The program group set off from the farm where they lived and came to the supermarket again.Finally, I found clues on the vegetable rack next to the fish sales counter, bought a few round lettuces, and then went to the next destination, went to a farm’s vegetable field to pick vegetables by hand, and was then directed to a family in a small town. In a small restaurant that sells alcoholic beverages, he guessed ten riddles and got clues, several bottles of seasoning sauce and two bottles of beer.

"The next location is..." The two walked along the road while thinking about clues, and their car was parked at the end of the road.But Jia Yiran was not very interested in deciphering the clues, he wanted to eat something more: "Would you like a cone?" He pulled Lin Shu to stop, turned and pointed across the road to a dessert shop they just passed by.

Just as Lin Shu was about to nod, he caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards them out of the corner of his eye.This person looked very strange, with a ferocious expression and a fierce look on his face, staring at them fiercely.Just now Lin Shu felt that this person looked familiar, when he raised his arm, and then there was a sound of firecrackers.

In China, Lin Shu could often hear the sound of children playing and throwing cannons, so he did not associate the sharp blasting sound with danger at all.Just when he was about to turn his gaze back to the dessert shop, thinking about whether to eat a vanilla or chocolate cone, Jia Yiran who was standing beside him suddenly rushed over and lowered his body forcefully , holding him in his arms, almost dragging him to the side of the road to hide, protecting him between his body and the wall.

There were screams coming from a distance, but not only Lin Shu, but the program team didn't know what they were shouting, and the cameraman pointed the camera at Jia Yiran almost in a daze.

"Someone is shooting! Run quickly!" Lin Shu heard Jia Yiran yelling loudly. At the same time, his body was picked up by Jia Yiran, and he was almost dragged forward.

The belated screams finally sounded, and no one cared about the recording of the program. The shooting incident was seen in the domestic news every day. Who would have thought that it would happen when doing a program abroad?Everyone fled in all directions.

Lin Shu was tightly held in Jia Yiran's arms, and he was pushed in front of Jia Yiran, who was protecting him with his body.

"Yiran! Let me go!" Lin Shu's voice was trembling, he didn't dare to move, he could only follow Jia Yiran's pace, for fear that he would hinder Jia Yiran and delay his escape He was injured, but he couldn't accept that he was protected like this, so he could only let Jia Yiran let him go in vain.

There was another gunshot, and Lin Shu heard Jia Yiran groan, and then the man let go of him, pressed his hands on his back, and pushed him forward fiercely: "Run!"

The body surrounding him suddenly separated, Lin Shu ran forward two steps out of inertia, and then turned his head to see what happened.However, the scene behind him was like a knife piercing into his chest, almost tearing his body in half.

He saw Jia Yiran rush towards the weird man who was following them. When the two of them fell to the ground, there was another gunshot, and then Jia Yiran let out a low growl and grabbed the man's arm Twisting his arm forcefully, the man let out a cry of pain, and the pistol slipped from his hand, and Jia Yiran threw it out quickly.

The disarmed man let out a roar, counterattacked and pushed Jia Yiran to the ground, raised his fist and slammed him on the head, but before he could land a second punch, Lin Shu rushed over with red eyes, and clasped his fist. His neck pushed him to the ground, and then he sat on him, restrained his body with his legs, and punched one after another, with extremely angry speed and strength, hitting the man's face, just now Blood was seen with one punch.

The man struggled a few times and hit Lin Shu in the eye, but soon he was knocked unconscious by Lin Shu's reckless fist.

"Brother Shu..." Jia Yiran called out weakly, to Lin Shu's ears, it was like a bolt of lightning struck beside his ears.He let go of the unconscious man, and crawled to Jia Yiran's side on all fours: "You..."

He couldn't continue talking: the white T-shirt on Jia Yiran's body, the side of his waist was already stained red with blood, and the blood was still spreading.

"Oh my god..." Lin Shu's mind went blank, and he stretched out his hand to cover Jia Yiran's wound.Warm and sticky blood flowed out from between his fingers, which made him tremble all over, and his eyes turned black in bursts.

"Don't be afraid." Jia Yiran panted heavily, with a smile on his face, "Don't be afraid, it's not a fatal injury, just call 911 and go to the hospital."

Lin Shu shook his hands and took out his mobile phone, dialing the emergency number, but when the person on the other end of the phone asked him what happened in English, he couldn't remember what to say in English.

"Shh...it's okay." Jia Yiran smiled, raised his hand to take the phone from his hand, and calmly explained the situation and location to the emergency personnel, extremely calm, as if the injured person wasn't him.His other hand pressed Lin Shu's hand that blocked his wound, as if to comfort him.

Jia Yiran hung up the phone, looked at Lin Shushi with a blank expression, and smiled again: "Don't cry." He put down the phone, reached out and touched Lin Shu's face, "Don't cry, it's really a small injury, I don't Something will happen."

Only then did Lin Shu realize that tears were streaming down his face, his throat and nose were tightly blocked, which almost made him suffocate.

"You'll be fine." He tried his best to speak, with a smile on his face, "You'll be fine."

The ambulance arrived soon.Emergency personnel rushed over, carried Jia Yiran onto a stretcher, and put him on an oxygen mask.Lin Shu's face was bruised and covered in blood, and he was also taken to the ambulance.The hospital in the small town is not far away, but within a few minutes' drive, Jia Yiran was rushed into the operating room, and Lin Shu was also taken to clean the wound on his face.

All the staff of the program team rushed over, and the director was on the phone with the chief director and the producer with a pale face. When this kind of incident happened, this young woman seemed to be about to faint.The police also rushed to the hospital and began to question what had just happened.The whole hospital was in a mess, and after a while the reporters came over to join in the fun.

Lin Shu had almost no way to answer the question. The policeman thoughtfully asked him to rest first, and then asked other staff members who were accompanying him at that time.

The director hung up the phone, came to Lin Shu's side, and asked cautiously, "Are you okay?"

After a pause of at least five or six seconds, Lin Shu said slowly, "I'm fine." He swallowed, and continued to stare blankly at the front.The director pursed his lips, patted him on the back, turned and left to preside over the overall situation.

Lin Shu sat on the hospital bed blankly, he felt like a fish in a fish tank, divided into two areas from the surrounding world through water and glass.He couldn't hear or see, as if he had lost the ability to respond to the world, and all his attention was focused on the operating room.

He didn't think about anything now, he didn't dare to think, for fear that unlucky thoughts would pop out uncontrollably, and then have any impact on Jia Yiran.This is superstition, he knows, but when resigned to fate, he is willing to be the most ignorant person and do the most stupid things, as long as Jia Yi can be safe.

In front of him is Jia Yiran lying on the ground just now, covered in blood, looking at him with a smile, his hands have been washed clean, but he still feels warm blood flowing from between his fingers, like passing away. life.

His chest hurt, his eyes turned white for a while, then black for a while, and then he saw his assistant rushing over in shock, slapping his chest, and yelling at him.He looked at him suspiciously, blinked his eyes, and finally heard what he was saying: "Open your mouth, breathe! Breathe quickly! You are suffocating yourself!"

Only then did Lin Shu realize that he was holding his breath again due to choking. He opened his mouth, coughed and sucked in air, and then cried out.

He covered his face with his hands, still unable to hold back the surging tears and convulsive crying.His weak body slumped straight to the bed. If there were no assistants to support his body, he would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

Yi Ran.He twitched his lips, silently chanting the name of the man who had just sacrificed his life to protect him.He was crying so hard that he couldn't speak, all the muscles in his body were tense like convulsions, his lungs were constricted into a ball, and all the air was pushed out, it felt like a thousand needles had been stuck in his chest, He ran around without a track, smashing his flesh and blood into mud.

He couldn't breathe again, and his hands fell limply from his face.His assistant was yelling something, a doctor rushed over, injected him with something in his arm, and said something in a calm and gentle tone.He stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling, and lost consciousness the next moment.

Jia Yiran was shot!Life and death are uncertain!

This news spread rapidly across the world like a spark in the prairie.Fear and sadness are everywhere. Fans spontaneously organize various blessing activities online. The phone calls and official social accounts of the program group of "A Foreign Country" are overwhelmed by panicked fans. Some extreme fans even expressed that if Jia Yiran If anything happens, they will make the program team pay for their lives.

In the headquarters building of the Polklin Production Company in New York, Kate Lawrence put down the phone with an ugly face, got up and rushed out of the office immediately, and ordered her assistant to arrange a private jet for her immediately.Two hours later, Mrs. Lawrence appeared in the small town hospital in a hurry, and the entrance of the hospital was already crowded with reporters.They didn't dare to surround a mother whose child was shot, so they could only ask questions loudly from a distance.Of course, all of the unquestionable ones were ignored.

Jia Yiran's cousins ​​had already rushed to the hospital, and when they saw Mrs. Lawrence, they came forward to say hello.Mrs. Lawrence didn't bother to be polite to them at all, and asked directly, "How is Daniel?"

"The operation has been completed." Jia Wenying said, "Daniel is in the ICU now. The doctor said that the problem is not serious, and there is no serious injury."

Mrs. Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief, and walked quickly to the ICU ward, but at the door of the ward, she saw Lin Shu who was in a daze.He lost control of his emotions just now, and the doctor injected him with a small amount of sedative to calm him down. Jia Yiran woke up within a few minutes after the operation, and insisted on guarding outside Jia Yiran's ward door.

On the way here, Mrs. Lawrence had already learned what had happened. Although the criminal was still being questioned and his motives were not known yet, one thing was certain, that is, Jia Yiran was injured to protect Lin Shu.

Mrs. Lawrence didn't like Lin Shu in the first place, but now that she learned that it was him who caused her son to be seriously injured, she was even more disgusted in her heart, and immediately walked forward quickly, raising her hand to slap him.

Lin Shu stared blankly at Jia Yiran's ward, never thinking of avoiding it.But just as Mrs. Laurence's hand was about to hit his face, another hand stopped her.

"Ma'am." Jia Wenying pushed her glasses with the other hand, and said calmly, "Lin Shu is Daniel's favorite person. If you fall in love with him, I hope that when he wakes up, your mother-child relationship will be destroyed. Broken."

Jia Wenying looked so thin that it could be blown by a gust of wind, or shattered by a touch, but his hand was not weak at all, it was like a steel bar in Mrs. Lawrence's hand, and it hurt faintly.

"Are you threatening me?" Mrs. Lawrence sneered, "Breakdown of the relationship? Do you think I'm afraid of this? Let me tell you, I'd rather have his relationship with me break up than see him die because of some messed up person!"