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Chapter 19

Even though Song Mo was not very afraid of pain, he also felt a dull pain in his left shoulder, as if he had been severely whipped with a steel whip.

What the hell, this guy has really strong hands, looking at his easy-to-handle movements, he is so powerful.

This sudden accident made Qin Lang startled.

Although anything can happen during filming, and injuries are common, but if a newcomer accidentally injures the actor, no matter what the reason is, it is a tragedy.

Even the accident in this scene was obviously because Song Mo was distracted.

Qin Lang looked at Song Mo's frowning, and wanted to scold his mother in his heart. Fortunately, he always thought that the actor was dedicated to his work, so who would have thought that he would be distracted during the filming.

Of course, the slander belongs to the slander, after all, a man is an actor, so can he blame the other party?He quickly put away the prop knife in his hand, squatted down to see the other party's situation: "Teacher Song, how are you?"

"It's okay." Song Mo shook his head and replied in a low voice. After struggling a few times, he finally broke free from the iron shackles, then raised his hand and pressed lightly on his left shoulder, gasping for air in pain.

Qin Lang saw that it should be nothing serious, and made a face of guilt: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I blamed me for reacting too slowly, and I accidentally hit you."

Song Mo raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, noncommittal.

While speaking, some staff members came up to check the situation of Song Yingdi.

The director also called not far away: "Song Mo, are you okay?"

Song Mo stood up, raised his hand and waved: "It's okay."

The executive director came over and blamed Qin Lang: "Xiao Qin, what's the matter with you? This is a real knife in your hand, do you want to chop it off?"

Qin Lang complained in his heart that the young actor had no human rights, while pretending to be sincere: "It's my fault."

The executive director wanted to say more, but was interrupted coldly by Song Mo: "I was distracted, and it has nothing to do with Xiao Qin." After finishing speaking, he walked down the execution platform, and said to Lin Zi, "Director, I'm not in the right state, rest Retake this shot in a moment."

Lin Zixin just saw on the monitor that he was hysterical. He thought it was because he was too deep into the drama, but he didn't think he was distracted.He nodded: "Okay, take a break and find out how you feel."

Song Mo blankly glanced at Qin Lang, who was full of fake concern, and took his assistant back to the RV.

After the people left, Wu Ming, who had been waiting with Sun Tong, came over and patted Qin Lang on the shoulder with a smile: "Xiao Qin, you still have to be careful when filming. Although it's not a real knife or a gun, you're not afraid of ten thousand." Just in case. It’s fine if you hurt others, but if you hurt Teacher Song, if you stop working for a few days, the loss will be immeasurable. Isn’t it, Director Lin?”

"It's inevitable that there will be some accidents during filming, so it's fine." Lin Zixin didn't take this matter to heart. After all, Song Mo was distracted just now, and Qin Lang really can't be blamed.It's also strange, he has worked with Song Mo for so long, and the other party is unique in dedication, and he has never seen someone who can run like this in this scene.

He seemed to think of something, and said again, "By the way, Xiao Qin, go and see Mr. Song to see if he is injured?"

Qin Lang nodded: "Yes."

He glanced at the smiling Wu Ming for no reason, then turned to look for Song Mo.

Qin Lang knew very well that the accident just now seemed to be due to Song Mo's loss of consciousness, but he had actually reacted at the last moment, but he couldn't avoid it in time because the iron shackles were stuck.

Based on his unlucky experience in the past few days, he didn't believe it was a pure accident.

He took a deep breath with lingering fear.

Fortunately, there is only a prop knife.

Thinking about it, he had already arrived outside Song Mo's RV, the door was closed, and a low moan came from inside.

Qin Lang frowned and knocked tentatively: "Teacher Song?"

"What's the matter?" It was Song Mo's usual deep voice.

Qin Lang coughed lightly: "Teacher Song, did I hurt you?"

Song Mo said: "It's okay."

"What's the matter?" Assistant An He's voice sounded, "It's all swollen like this, Mr. Song, or call a doctor to deal with it, how dare I mess around?"

Song Mo said: "Isn't there medicine? Just spray it on."

Qin Lang heard the conversation inside, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Song, is it swollen? If it is swollen, apply ice packs first and then apply medicine. An He, is there any ice in the car?"

An He poked his head out of the car window, and said with a smile, "Xiao Qin, Mr. Song's shoulders are a bit red and swollen, will you deal with it?"

Qin Lang nodded: "Well, why don't I come up and take a look first?"

An He didn't even ask the boss for his opinion, he just opened the door and let him in.

Song Mo felt that his assistant was becoming more and more outrageous.

Qin Lang got into the car and saw the actor sitting on the sofa at a glance.

He took off his shirt, was shirtless, his skin was not white, but clean and smooth, his muscles were smooth and distinct, and he was a sexy body full of strength.

Even though Qin Lang was a straight man, he secretly admired him, this guy is really good.Then his eyes fell on the bruised scar on the opponent's left shoulder.

It wasn't until now that he really felt guilty; "Mr. Song, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect to hurt you so badly."

Song Mo said lightly: "I said that I was distracted and didn't realize that the iron shackles were stuck."

An He on the side interjected: "Xiao Qin, do you want ice cubes?"

"Well, get another towel."

An He took ice cubes and a towel and handed them to him.

Qin Lang wrapped the ice cubes in a towel and sat down beside Song Mo: "Teacher Song, turn around and I'll give you an ice pack."

Song Mo frowned, because he didn't like physical contact with people, he hesitated for a moment before turning around slowly.

Qin Lang carefully pasted the towel wrapped in ice cubes on his red and swollen wound. He didn't know whether it was pain or ice. The body of the person in front of him was obviously stiff and tense.

Seeing this, Qin Lang said softly: "Teacher Song, there may be a little bit of pain, please bear with it a little bit."

Song Mo: "..." Are you coaxing the child?

The actor's face darkened visibly.

Qin Lang's tone is also out of habit, because he has often done similar things before.It is inevitable for children to have small bumps, and every time he gives medicine to the family and the three children next door, he has to coax them.

Especially the youngest Song Xingjia.

Thinking of Song Xingjia, he suddenly froze.

Calculated, the child is about the same age as Song Yingdi, and I don't know what kind of adult he has grown into now?

Thinking of this, he quietly looked at the man in front of him, but he couldn't see the eyebrows and eyes similar to Xiao Jia's, only half of his profile and his tight jaw.

Seems to be a very unhappy appearance.

Qin Lang thought he was hurting him, so he slightly loosened the ice sticking to his shoulder with a guilty conscience.

The actor's body seemed to be stiffer.

After a while, he said chillingly: "Are you tickling me?"

An He on the side suddenly came over and said, "Oh, Mr. Song, are you in pain? Your ears are turning red."

Song Mo: "..."

One minute later, An He and Qin Lang, who were driven out of the car, looked at each other, speechless, because they didn't know where they had offended the owner in the car.