Watching Wen Rou hit the wall, Wen Yao felt secretly pleased, but didn't show it on the surface.
She looked panicked and stared at the fainted Wen Rou, pretending to have an innocent look, "I didn't do anything, how did Rou Rou hit the wall."
"Quick, call an ambulance!" Yuan Min watched the fainted Wen Rou, extremely anxious.
Wen Yao, upon hearing this, did not move, she stood there pretending to be at a loss, staring blankly at Yuan Min crouching on the ground.
Yuan Min saw that Wen Yao had no response after shouting for so long; she was speechless but had no choice.
Wen Yao had always been timid and hesitant, not capable of getting things done.
She muttered and quickly rummaged through her bag for her phone, but couldn't find it. When she looked up and saw the landline next to the sofa, she instinctively picked it up and dialed. However, no one answered the call.
The hit by Wen Yao was just a small lesson for Wen Rou. There was no life-threatening danger, at most, a bruise on the forehead for a couple of days, and applying some bruise-healing medicine would suffice.
Yuan Min cursed and threatened to report the emergency hotline since she couldn't reach anyone at the hospital.
At that moment, Wen Yao reminded her, "Yuan Jie, the landline is broken."
Yuan Min's face immediately turned black and she felt extremely embarrassed.
She exclaimed, "Wen Yao, why didn't you tell me earlier."
"Yuan Jie, don't you know that the landline is broken?" Wen Yao earnestly asked, her expression quite deserving of a beating.
And unfortunately, that was also the truth.
Ignoring Wen Yao, Yuan Min opened Wen Rou's bag to find her phone.
Wen Yao, on the sidelines, coldly watched the anxious Yuan Min, feeling very satisfied inside.
After calling for an ambulance, Yuan Min shouted, "Wen Yao, stop standing there stupidly, come help me lift your sister up. She's on her period, and she's wearing low-rise clothes."
"Yuan Jie, Rou Rou has fainted, we don't know what specific injury she has. We can't move her lightly, what if we make her condition worse..."
Wen Yao was speaking the truth, but she wasn't saying this for Wen Rou; she wanted her to stay on the cold floor a little longer.
Yuan Min, feeling that Wen Yao was particularly annoying today, naturally would not listen to what she said.
Yuan Min lifted Wen Rou's upper body, letting one of her arms rest on her shoulder, trying to help her up.
But at that moment, Wen Rou suddenly woke up in pain and found that her arm hurt so much that she couldn't breathe when she moved it.
Afraid, she said with a hint of crying, "Yuan Jie, I can't move my hand..."
Her hand couldn't move? That shouldn't be.
Wen Yao immediately leaned in to check on her injury.
Wen Yao has been leading soldiers in battle for many years, where injuries are commonplace. She has long been an expert in treating them.
Soon, she found the root of the problem.
When Wen Rou hit her head and fell, her body's force was pressed against her arm due to incorrect positioning.
This level of impact should not have caused a fracture, but when Yuan Min did not relocate Wen Rou correctly, the action of supporting her caused the injury.
Wen Yao is very experienced in treating fractures, as she has learned from actual practice.
But why help her own enemy?
Furthermore, if Wen Rou's broken arm cannot be shown in public, then all of her upcoming work, not just acting, will have to be taken over by her.
By the time Wen Rou's injury has healed, things may have changed.
Thinking of this, Wen Yao looked at Yuan Min.
It was all thanks to Yuan Min's assistance; if it weren't for her, Wen Rou's injury would have been much worse.
She felt it necessary to express her gratitude.
Wen Yao looked at Wen Rou, tried to squeeze out two tears, creating a misty-eyed state, and then said seriously, "Rou Rou, you absolutely cannot move your arm anymore. Yuan Jie didn't pay attention just now, moving your arm has caused a secondary injury. We can't risk a third injury, or else your hand might be useless."
Wen Rou looked at Yuan Min in disbelief.
Wen Yao continued: "This shouldn't be blamed on Yuan Jie, even though I told her that non-medical personnel shouldn't move you, she was worried about you catching a cold during your period. This is ultimately my fault. I should have stopped Yuan Jie, but you know she just wouldn't listen…”
While speaking, Wen Yao remembered a tear-jerking technique shared by her teacher in a previous acting class. Now was a good time to try it out and see if it worked.
Wen Rou looked at Wen Yao, who had turned red-eyed with worry and self-blame, and the harsh words she was about to say got stuck in her throat. Eventually, she swallowed them back.
She wanted to vent her frustration about her own fracture, but the person in front of her was her agent, so she had no way to express it.
Fortunately, at that moment, the ambulance arrived.
Wen Rou was taken to the hospital, and the examination results were the same as what Wen Yao had said. Her most serious injury was caused by a secondary damage due to incorrect repositioning.
On this matter, Wen Rou felt very dissatisfied with Yuan Min, but she didn't say anything. After all, Yuan Min was her agent, and all her resources were dependent on her efforts.
This incident made Yuan Min feel a great deal of guilt. She expected Wen Rou to be resentful, but to her surprise, Wen Rou didn't blame her.
This deeply moved Yuan Min, and she said to the hospitalized Wen Rou, "Rou Rou, rest assured, I will make you a top star in the entertainment industry and shine brightly."
Wen Rou looked at her injured arm and asked, "Yuan Jie, I'm afraid I won't be able to recover for three to five months. All my work will have to rely on Wen Yao, but I'm a little worried.”
For some reason, she felt a bit uneasy deep down.
Yuan Min thought that Wen Rou was worried about Wen Yao being unable to handle tasks other than acting, so she reassured her, "You can rest assured, I will make arrangements. You just focus on getting better, and after your recovery, you will welcome an even brighter future."
Upon hearing this, Wen Rou's inner uneasiness did not diminish, but she couldn't articulate what exactly was troubling her.
Was she afraid that Wen Yao would permanently take her place?
No, that's not plausible.
Wen Yao is so weak, she can't withstand even the smallest disturbance in the entertainment industry, and she doesn't have the capability to replace her.
She only has the role of a substitute, that's Wen Yao's destiny.
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Wen Rou was hospitalized, so her work naturally fell to Wen Yao.
Yuan Min, considering that Wen Yao lacked experience in tasks other than acting, was afraid that she would reveal flaws, so she pushed back all of the appointments except for Wen Dao's film audition and some important tasks.
But no task was as important as Wen Dao’s film audition.
That was like climbing a ladder to the sky.
After watching Wen Yao's martial arts performance, Yuan Min had no confidence in her success, but she still had to give it a try, just in case.
Wen Dao only gave them three days to prepare.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and on the day of the audition, Wen Yao, accompanied by Yuan Min, went to the designated audition location.
The audition location was still in the film and television city.
The film and television city is divided into two large areas, the modern drama shooting area and the ancient costume drama shooting area.
Earlier, Wen Yao had only been to the modern area; this was her first time in the ancient costume drama shooting area.
She curiously observed the magnificent palaces inside the shooting area, which were actually replicas built by later generations, but they looked more magnificent than real royal palaces.
Wen Yao marveled at the advancement of technology while following Yuan Min into a luxurious mansion.
After Yuan Min negotiated with the staff, Wen Yao was led inside.
As she followed the staff through the long corridors, she arrived in the courtyard.
The courtyard had wooden stakes and sandbags, and next to them were two sets of weapon racks with swords and spears that Wen Yao was very familiar with.
Seeing all of this, Wen Yao felt much more at ease; it was just so familiar.
The staff member who led her in spoke with the people in the courtyard for a few moments, and then one of them came over.
The man looked apologetic and said to Wen Yao, "Teacher Wen, I am really sorry. Director Wen has just called to say that there is a traffic jam on the way and he may be a little late."
Wen Yao nodded, "Alright, it's okay."
For a top director like Wen An, it is difficult for ordinary people to meet, so she doesn't mind waiting.
The man continued, "Director Wen also instructed over the phone that you can familiarize yourself with the things in the yard, pick some handy weapons, and so on."
"Okay, please thank Director Wen for me."
After speaking, Wen Yao walked towards the weapon rack. Just now, from a distance, she thought these weapons were all top notch, but upon closer inspection, she found that not only were these weapons not sharp, but also they were rusty due to lack of maintenance. Her gaze swept over, and only a long wooden spear looked decent.
Wen Yao was about to reach out to take it when a pale white hand grabbed the gunstock ahead of her, and then a woman in a white practice suit appeared in front of her.
The woman had a delicate face, tied in a high ponytail, and looked quite agile.
The woman drew the long spear and held it tightly in her hand, tilting her chin, and said with a somewhat arrogant tone, "I saw this long spear first, so you can only choose other weapons."
Martial artists attach great importance to weapons, as a right weapon will help them in battle, while an unsuitable one will only be a hindrance.
Wen Yao didn't know who this woman was, but looking at her figure and the slight calluses on her palm, she knew that this woman had some martial arts skills.
This is the place for the movie audition, and this woman is probably here for the audition too.
Now that there are staff all around, it is not convenient to compete with others.
Wen Yao glanced at the woman lightly and then picked up a dry twig from the nearby big tree, and said, "For me, it's all the same."
Wen Yao was stating a fact, but in the ears of the woman, it sounded sarcastic.
The woman coldly snorted, "Quite the confidence."
The next moment, the long spear thrust towards Wen Yao.