I rely on Mary Su to become popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 87 Yes, I'm afraid.

In the hazy half-brightness, the red in front of my eyes was particularly conspicuous.

The surrounding area was terribly quiet, and the old wooden windows creaked with the cold wind coming from nowhere.

Lin Muxi was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run, but because he was too flustered, he tripped over his left foot and fell over his right foot.

As a former professional female lead of Mary Su, Zhizhi fully affirmed Lin Muxi's flat throw when she looked back at it.

That's ok, this kid has already prepared the necessary skill for the heroine Mary Su - flat ground throwing.

Lin Muxi was lying on the ground, hugging her knee with a grim expression, it really hurt.

But when he thought of the female ghost behind him, he didn't care too much, and was about to run with a limp, Zhizhi patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, are you okay?"

Lin Muxi heard Zhizhi's voice at this time, it was like the sound of heaven, and he didn't think Zhizhi was too narcissistic, it was weird.

"Why don't you run?" Lin Muxi was afraid of ghosts, thinking that everyone could run like him.

"Why did you run?" Zhizhi propped her head to look at him, and pointed her other finger at the 'female ghost' who fell in the air and was still dangling in the room, "You don't know it's fake, do you?"

Weaving is very sure that there are no ghosts in the setting of this world, how could there be such creatures as ghosts.

Lin Muxi swallowed, seeing Zhizhi's overly calm face, he calmed down slowly.

He thought he could run like his friends.

His friends who are close to him all know that he is afraid of ghosts. They are either joking or afraid. When they go to the haunted house together, one runs faster than the other, and the one who is worse will deliberately scare him.

They thought it was a joke and it was fun, but he didn't feel good every time.

This is the first time since he grew up that someone quietly accompanied him in the haunted house.

Lin Muxi lowered his head and gently rubbed his sore knee, saying, "I know."

He continued to insist, "I ran because she scared me by her sudden appearance just now, not because I was afraid of ghosts."

Zhizhi raised her eyebrows, but she was still stubborn.

Zhizhi stood up and said, "If you are not afraid, I will go."

Seeing this, Lin Muxi immediately grabbed Zhizhi's clothes and choked out two words, "Don't go."

Zhizhi looked at him with a smile, and pulled back the corner of the clothes held by Lin Muxi little by little.

Lin Muxi almost gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I'm afraid."

When the follow-up program was broadcast, netizens saw this scene and sent barrage messages to knock cp.

"I'm sorry, Gao Gong. Now I think Sister Zhi and Lin Muxi are more suitable!"

"Zhizhi looked at Lin Muxi's smile and it killed me, and sister Zhi's movement of pulling back the corner of her clothes a little bit, really feels like a movie!"

"Sisters, when their show is over, I guarantee that Lin Muxi will fall in love with Sister Zhi."

"Who can resist the charm of Zhijie."

"Hahaha, Lin Muxi gritted her teeth and said I was so cute when I was scared."

Lin Muxi could imagine that when this episode of the program airs, his perfect image will completely collapse, and everyone in the world will know that he is afraid of ghosts.

Zhizhi smiled lightly, and patted him on the shoulder in a happy mood, "It's not something shameful to be afraid of ghosts, as for that?"

Lin Muxi looked at the undisguised teasing on Zhizhi's face, and thought angrily that he must have lost his mind just now, and that's why he mistakenly believed that Zhizhi's voice was like heaven, and his appearance was like a fairy.

Obviously an excessive demon.

"Is your leg okay?" Zhizhi looked at Lin Muxi's leg and asked, "Do you need me to help you?"

Lin Muxi was about to say no, when Zhizhi said, "Although I treat you so well, don't think too much about it, you are fascinated by me."

"The reason why I will help you is only out of humanitarian care."

Lin Muxi almost laughed at Zhizhi's words.

Treat him so well?Did she treat him well by forcing him to admit that he was afraid of ghosts in front of the camera?
Lin Muxi squinted his eyelids and smiled, "No, thank you."

Seeing that Lin Muxi said no, Zhizhi stopped forcing him and stood aside waiting for him to get up by himself.

In the following journey, due to Lin Muxi's leg and foot injuries, the program team did not make things difficult for them. Apart from the horror of the environment, there were no female ghosts who popped out suddenly. The two passed smoothly.

As soon as Zhizhi and Lin Muxi came out, they followed the director and were already waiting at the door with a medical kit.

"Muxi, let me see your injuries." The director saw through the camera that Lin Muxi had fallen, and he had a slight problem with walking. Although it couldn't be seen by the human eye, it was quite obvious from the camera.

Facing the sun, Lin Muxi raised his lips and smiled, saying, "I'm fine."

The director persuaded, "Let us take a look."

Lin Muxi couldn't hold on to the director, so she leaned over and pulled up her trouser legs to reveal a white and strong calf.

A large piece of skin was scratched on his smooth knee, dripping with blood, and there was a mass of bruises under the knee. The director gasped when he saw this, and asked, "It's all like this, doesn't it hurt?"

The director has been doing shows in the entertainment industry all year round, and he has seen many people who howl all over the world after a little injury. It is rare to see Lin Muxi who is so tolerant.

Another staff member whispered, "It's so serious that I need to go to the hospital to bandage it."

Lin Muxi waved his hands again and again, "No need, I can take care of this little injury myself."

He asked jokingly, "Didn't you ever fall when you were young?"

After taking the alcohol from the director's hand for a simple disinfection, he wrapped it around with gauze again, put down his trouser legs, stood up straight again and said, "Okay."

The director looked worriedly at the position of Lin Muxi's knee, and asked, "Do you really not need to go to the hospital? See if there is any bone injury."

"I know my own body, it's fine."

Seeing that Lin Muxi insisted on refusing to go to the hospital, the director no longer insisted and just said, "If you have any questions, please feel free to tell me."

Zhizhi took a look at the injury on Lin Muxi's leg, and thought about it.

"Director, do we have a team task tomorrow?"

"Definitely."

Zhizhi patted Lin Muxi on the shoulder and said, "Director, you see that Lin Muxi is injured, can you stop us from drawing lots? Give us some simple tasks."

After Zhizhi finished speaking, she blinked at Lin Muxi.

Lin Muxi instantly understood Zhizhi's meaning, and he immediately followed up and said, "Yes, director."

He clutched his leg and said, "My leg really hurts a bit. I definitely can't do high-intensity outdoor activities."

"Can you arrange some home tasks for us? Watching movies, doing handicrafts, drawing together, and reading together are fine."

In Zhizhi's words, Lin Muxi even thought about the leisurely projects in advance, and the few things he said can be completed in a sitting.

When you're negotiating with the other side, it's best if you give the other side a choice, not let the other side decide.

The initiative should be in your own hands.

Zhizhi's eyes lit up, and he said, "Yes, it's best to watch a movie, watch a healing movie, and heal Lin Muxi's leg injury."

The director called it a good guy, and Zhizhi Wan understood the healing department.

It turns out that the healing department heals trauma.

(End of this chapter)