Ji Xiaonan was slightly startled.

This small pit suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and even the broken plywood sawdust fell onto her ankle, causing her ankle to feel a little stinging.

Before she could react, a figure had already swept over the ground like a strong wind. He reached out his hand, picked her up by the waist and ran towards the backstage.

Before Ji Xiaonan had time to figure out what was going on, he heard a muffled groan, and then someone came backstage.

Ji Xiaonan sang well, but she paused in the middle. When the music transitioned, the tall dancer boy next to her suddenly rushed over, picked her up and ran away - not a princess hug, but like a briefcase.

Under the ribs.

What kind of program arrangement is this? So original?

The accompaniment band witnessed such a change, and the music suddenly went out of tune.

The audience in the audience was also stunned by this sudden change. When they reacted, they began to whisper and discuss.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

"Who is that? He moves so fast!"

"Damn, this backup dancer is too bold, isn't it? You can't be so bold as to steal people on the stage?"

"It shouldn't be someone who is so bold that he treats people like a briefcase."

"I'll go - awesome!"

Backstage.

"What's going on? Mr. Gao Han, why are you-" Li Hong asked hurriedly.

This was a performance accident.

"Someone shot!" Gao Han said in a deep voice.

"Ah, I didn't hear the gunfire." Ji Xiaonan's assistant, a young girl named Xiaozhuang, said.

"The gunman fired three shots in total. The mark of the first shot was in the middle of the stage. The third shot should be at the entrance to the backstage. You should still be able to find the warhead." Gao Han pointed to the stage: "The audience was so noisy that even I couldn't hear it.

No gunshots were heard."

Gao Han said definitely.

In fact, the concert was extremely noisy, and the gunman also used a silencer. Gao Han could not hear the gunfire. Ji Xiaonan was able to avoid the first shot because of her own fate. Gao Han only took her in time to avoid the second shot.

and a third shot - and the second shot was not completely avoided.

"We have to go out quickly and explain to the audience - Xiaozhuang, you go to the stage to find the warhead. Xiaonan can't go out. I'll go find the host and explain to the audience." Li Hong ordered.

"This -" the girl Xiaozhuang's face turned pale.

What if the shooter is still there?

"What are you afraid of? The gunmen are here to deal with Xiaonan. Do you think anyone can attract the killer? Is there any point in killing you?" Li Hong said angrily.

"But -" Xiaozhuang still couldn't move his legs.

She also knows that the gunman is not here to deal with her, but what if? You are not the one who dares to go out for adventure, right?

Ji Xiaonan, who was standing aside and had just calmed down, suddenly noticed Gao Han's right hand.

"Gao Han, what's wrong with your hand?"

From the fingers of Gao Han's right hand, a drop of blood dripped down.

"There's no need for Xiaozhuang to look for it, I have a warhead here."

As he spoke, Gao Han spread his right hand.

In the palm of his hand, there was a bullet embedded in it, with only a tail exposed.

Blood seeped out bit by bit from the edge of the bullet.

Hospital, intensive care unit.

The conditions of the special care ward are quite good, with a TV and a wife, the bed is larger than that of the general ward, and there are sofas and other facilities.

Gao Han was lying on the hospital bed, his right hand wrapped in gauze like a ball.

Zhang Yuou sat in front of the hospital bed, peeling an apple with a knife, and complained: "Isn't it just a security job? Why do you work so hard, and you use your hands to block bullets? Who do you think you are? An invulnerable iron king?"

"

When she heard that Gao Han had been shot, she immediately skipped class and ran over. It turned out that Gao Han only had an injury on his hand, and it was not a penetrating injury. The bullet could be pulled out directly with pliers. When Zhang Yuou arrived, he even had stitches.

alright.

Originally, Gao Han could be discharged directly from the hospital, but at the insistence of the Morning Star Film and Television staff, he was hospitalized for one day of observation.

Zhang Yu'ou breathed a sigh of relief and had the energy to complain about the cold.

"I didn't think much about it at the time. I just blocked it and then I remembered it was a bullet -" Gao Han was also speechless. He really didn't think much about it at the time.

If he had remembered earlier that it was a bullet, Gao Han might not have blocked it - his hand would be very painful if he was hit by a gun.

This is Gao Han's first time doing security work.

Li Hong and Chenxing Film and Television's security personnel told him that his main target of prevention was the enthusiastic viewers and fans.

Especially at a concert, you must be careful not to let anyone get close to Ji Xiaonan.

But no one had ever told him that a gunman would come to kill Ji Xiaonan.

Zhang Yuou looked at Gao Han - after blocking it, he remembered that it was a bullet. Fortunately, you didn't block it with your head.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-" Someone knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Zhang Yuou said.

Hearing Zhang Yuou's voice, the visitors outside paused for a moment before opening the door.

It was Ji Xiaonan and her assistant Xiaozhuang who opened the door and walked in.

"Hello, are you Zhang Yuou, Gao Jiaoxi's wife? I am Ji Xiaonan, thanks to Gao Han, otherwise I might have died." Ji Xiaonan smiled and reached out his hand.

"Are you Ji Xiaonan? Brother Nan?" Zhang Yuou was surprised.

Gao Han said that he had to perform a martial arts mission and provide three days of protection for his employer, but he did not say who it was.

Ji Xiaonan's smile was a little stiff.

As a female star, being called "Brother Nan" is really not something to be happy about - especially in front of Gao Han.

However, Zhang Yuou's attitude was much more enthusiastic.

"Brother Nan, can you sign your name for me?"

"Of course, no problem." Ji Xiaonan took out a pen.

"Paper, hey, where's the paper?" Zhang Yuou hurriedly searched around the room.

"I have it here, Sister Zhang, is this notebook okay?" Xiaozhuang hurriedly took out a note pad from his handbag and tore off a piece of paper from it.

As an assistant, she always carries various small things with her to cope with various accidents.

"Ah, okay, thank you." Zhang Yuou took the paper and turned around and handed it to Ji Xiaonan.

Ji Xiaonan signed her name on the paper, asked Zhang Yuou how to write the three characters, and wrote a blessing on the paper: "I wish Miss Yuou will always be young and beautiful."

Then, she turned around and faced Gao Han on the hospital bed: "I'm so grateful, you saved my life. I don't want to talk about such vulgar things as money directly, but if you need money, just ask, don't say anything more."

, I can still get 30 to 50 million."

Not to mention the family's money, even if she relied solely on herself, it would not be difficult to come up with 30 to 50 million yuan.

"Your company has already paid the remuneration." Gao Han shook his head.

"Then let's make friends, I, Ji Xiaonan." Ji Xiaonan stretched out his left hand.

"Gao Han." Gao Han stretched out his left hand.

Hold the two left hands together.

"This is my wife Zhang Yuou. Well, she seems to be your fan." Gao Han introduced.

"What a fan, your wife is my good friend, Yuou. If you are interested in the entertainment industry, you can come to me. I know many people in this circle." Ji Xiaonan said enthusiastically.

"Then should I take it seriously?" Zhang Yuou said. Every girl has a star dream. Although Zhang Yuou's life goal is not to be a movie star, having the opportunity to experience it is also very exciting.

"Of course, if you are willing, our company is preparing to shoot an ancient military war film "The White Robe". I can recommend you to go - important roles may be difficult, but you can still get a small role with lines for you.

Try it."

Ji Xiaonan said with confidence.

The two chatted happily, but they threw Gao Han aside.

"A singer was openly shot at a concert? When did Bai Yujing's security become so bad?"

"Brother Nan was shot at his concert - was it a love killing?"

"A concert that died midway."
To be continued...