"I feel much better."

Huang Wenchuan got up and looked at Luo Xiaojing with a smile. He asked, "thank you for your sugar, sculptor Luo, but how do you know I'm hypoglycemic?"

Luo Xiaojing pursed her lips with a smile: "let's become a doctor after a long illness. I used to feel uncomfortable because of hypoglycemia."

"It's great that Miss Huang is OK." Duan Qingyan quickly changed his face, "but to be on the safe side, I'd better call the doctor to have a look."

There are accompanying doctors in the association. Just now, everyone only cares about Huang Wenchuan's body and forgets this stubble. Ye Xinghe indicates that he can go and call him. Huang Wenchuan has no objection this time.

Ji Xing is busy flushing sugar water. Luo Xiaojing is still around Huang Wenchuan and asks if he is really getting better. Duan Qingyan looks coldly and holds his hand tightly.

After a while, the doctor arrived at the rest room.

Along with President Wu and Leng Yu, when they saw the heavyweight judges coming, the sculptors quickly gave way.

"How do you feel, Miss Huang?"

President Wu takes the lead in opening his mouth, and the doctor begins to examine Huang Wenchuan. Leng Yu's intriguing sight falls on Luo Xiaojing, and moves to another place in a flash.

"It's nothing. It's a little hypoglycemic." Huang Wenchuan was flattered. "Sculptor Luo gave me some sugar. I'm fine now. I just went to the doctor to make sure. I didn't expect to disturb you all."

"Sculpture teacher's physical problems are our problems." Although Wu Hui Chang is the president, he never treats the sculptor as a player. "Are you sure you can compete normally? If it still doesn't work... "

"Yes, very well. I'm alive now."

Fearing that President Wu would persuade him to withdraw from the competition, Huang Wenchuan stood up in a hurry, swinging his arms and raising his legs. President Wu laughed and joked: "teacher Huang, are you going to fight a set of 18 dragon subduing palms?"

"As long as you don't let me quit, it's OK to have a set of sunflower classics."

This time, Wu Huichang was not the only one laughing, and the sculptors couldn't help laughing.

"How can I have the heart to let Mr. Huang withdraw from the competition?" President Wu comforts Huang Wenchuan on one side, but asks the doctor in his eyes on the other side whether he wants to withdraw from the competition or not, which is determined by the doctor's diagnosis.

"Heart rate and blood pressure are normal." The doctor took off the stethoscope. "No problem."

Huang Wenchuan was completely relieved, and Luo Xiaojing was smiling. It was only ten minutes before the official competition. Fortunately, the doctor didn't say no at this time.

"Get ready for the game."

President Wu patted Huang Wenchuan on the shoulder, and Leng Yu came over to say something about body first and competition second. Luo Xiaojing was closest to Huang Wenchuan, and he felt that the familiar breath was lingering around her like fire.

Suddenly a look up, too late convergence of obsession, accurate by cold Yu into the eye.

Leng Yu's lips are rising. Luo Xiaojing is frightened. President Wu, Duan Qingyan and the sculptors are all in the lounge. If they see the clue, they will be finished.

Light cough sound, Luo Xiaojing turned to look away, but the sixth sense told her, Leng Yu's eyes did not move away from her.

"Yes, yes, certainly. Thank you, sculptor Luo."

Luo Xiaojing's heart is in a hurry. Huang Wenchuan starts again. The sugar he usually dislikes the most is now a life-saving medicine. If Luo Xiaojing didn't see that he has hypoglycemia, President Wu would persuade him to withdraw from the competition now.

"You're welcome, Mr. Huang." Luo Xiaojing quickly convergence mind, "you quickly put your tension away, I also want to beat you in the carving field."

What's more, she doesn't think it's necessary for everyone to know that it's her sugar that makes Huang Wenchuan better.

"Good!"

Before the game, the tension just dissipated. As soon as Leng Yu and Wu Huichang left, the Yinhan in Duan Qingyan's eyes turned to Luo Xiaojing.

It is clear that Huang Wenchuan can withdraw from the competition quietly. When Luo Xiaojing stands up like this, the strong enemy is still the strong enemy. She couldn't bear the anger in her heart.

The sculptors began to leave the lounge one by one to go backstage. Duan Qingyan deliberately slowed down and waited for Luo Xiaojing, who was always the last.

"Carver Luo, good skill."

Sarcasm can't tell Luo Xiaojing anything, but it's more comfortable to say it. Duan Qingyan's voice is soft, and the disdain in her eyes cuts Luo Xiaojing back and forth like a knife.

Luo Xiaojing doesn't want to talk to Duan Qingyan at all. If she has nothing to do, she will come to challenge her. She really doesn't know how Duan Qingyan can be so idle.

"What? Don't even dare to say? "

But if you don't pay attention, you will only let Duan Qingyan think that she is afraid of her. Take a deep breath and stop. Luo Xiaojing: "what do you want to say?"

"Do you want to post it? Do you think you can make Huang Wenchuan show mercy to you on the carving field with one piece of sugar? "

"That's what you think, not what I think." Magnanimous will be interpreted maliciously. Luo Xiaojing has been prepared, but pasting this word makes Luo Xiaojing extremely disgusted.

"There are staff and doctors, where do you show up?" Thinking of Huang Wenchuan thanking Luo Xiaojing in front of president Wu and Leng Yu, Duan Qingyan is even more angry, "now you can, successfully win over Huang Wenchuan.""Duan's imagination is really rich." Luo Xiaojing calmly bent his lips, "today, no matter who is uncomfortable, I will do this. It has nothing to do with wooing. It's human nature."

"That's what you're lying to." Duan Qingyan sneered, "I see very clearly. When Leng Yu talks with Huang Wenchuan, you are always looking for an opportunity to give Leng Yu a sneak look."

Oh, no!

Luo Xiaojing's face suddenly changed color, thinking that he was caught by his painful feet. Duan Qingyan was even more reckless: "Luo Xiaojing, in front of me, your acting skills only show timidity. I know exactly what you are doing."

Luo Xiaojing doesn't say a word. She's afraid that Duan Qingyan will guess that she and Leng Yu are in secret love. She's a contestant's boyfriend and a judge. No matter how fair Leng Yu is, she doesn't mix any personal feelings. As long as she exposes the consequences, it will be unimaginable.

"Put away your bad acting." Duan Qingyan snorts coldly, bumps Luo Xiaojing's shoulder and walks in front of her with her head raised.

She was satisfied with the advantage of her words, but the gift she gave Luo Xiaojing was far more than that.

The second gift, Luo Xiaojing, you will love it.

"Sculpture teachers, hurry up."

Luo xiaojingleng keeps up for a moment. Backstage, the director has debugged the sculptor's headset and microphone for the last time.

"Have you given all your mobile phones to Xiaoya for unified custody?" The closer it is to live broadcasting, the more times it needs to be confirmed.

The sculptors immediately began to touch the mobile phone, and Luo Xiaojing was no exception. He took out the mobile phone and handed it in. The mobile phone suddenly clanged.

"Just a moment."

Afraid of something important, Luo Xiaojing opens the MMS in a hurry. After the photos are displayed, she is stunned.