It's just that he just walked out of the door of the bathroom, and a figure slammed in his direction without warning.

In a hurry, Qin Lu only noticed that the other party's face was pale, and he looked like he was also a trainee.

Qin Lu subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, but he misestimated the other person's height and body shape, and for a while he forgot that he was no longer a young man who worked out every day, but a high school student who lacked exercise.

He took two steps back uncontrollably, and then struggled to stabilize, and he fell miserably without taking the other party with him.

Qin Lu helped him to sit down on the edge of the corridor, observed the other party's condition, and felt that the symptoms were familiar: "Can you hear me? Is it hypoglycemia?"

The boy did lose consciousness just now, and now he is in a state where he tries to stay awake but may faint again at any time. He took a moment to reflect what Qin Lu just said, nodded tiredly, and was speechless.

No one else was seen in the corridor, Qin Lu said, "wait for me."

A few minutes later, Qin Lu ran back with the staff. He just pulled the first staff member he saw to help call the medical staff. After confirming that the other person had called someone, he went to each person one by one to ask if there was any sugar or chocolate.

When recording a variety show that does not rest for a long time, the staff often do not have time to eat seriously, and usually carry some energy-supplementing snacks in their pockets to pad their stomachs. Qin Lu asked a few people, and finally found a girl who was easy to talk to. Not only did he give him a few pieces of chocolate, but he didn't feel relieved to come with him.

The staff member was just a young girl in her twenties. She had just finished her work and needed to rest for a while, but Qin Lu, who had her name and grade on her clothes, was politely but anxiously asking around if she had any candy.

To be honest, the reason why the girl took the initiative to talk to her was because Qin Lu was in urgent need of help, and because Qin Lu was too good-looking.

When the other party was relieved and looked at her with clear amber eyes and said "thank you", the girl said that it was okay on the surface, but she actually felt that she had decided to help.

When she followed Qin Lu to find the low-glycemic trainee, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of incense she burned recently.

Ninety-nine trainees can be selected, and naturally they all pass the test. But there are very few whose appearance can be called the ceiling.

With such a small probability event, she actually came into close contact with two in a short period of time.

Although the boy sitting against the wall looked bad and his eyes were tightly closed, it did not affect his facial features. He lowered his head slightly, still able to see the slightly sharp jawbone in the shadows because it was too thin.

Compared to Qin Lu's gentleness and delicacy, he looked a little cold. With thin eyelids and thin lips, it doesn't look like the accessible type.

Probably feeling that someone was coming back, he barely opened his eyes.

A piece of chocolate that had been peeled off the package was handed to him, and a somewhat familiar gentle voice said: "Add some sugar, it should be much better after eating."

Another unfamiliar girl also said: "Yes, yes, I still have a lot, I don't have enough to eat!"

He raised his hand and took the chocolate.

Chapter 8

About a few minutes after eating the chocolate, the boy's complexion improved slightly.

For shows that do not involve dangerous projects, such as talent shows, generally speaking, the director team will only arrange one or two medical teachers who can handle emergency situations. So after confirming that the boy is fine after adding sugar, the other party simply reminded him a few things to pay attention to.

"You can't change the amount of exercise you normally train according to your own thoughts. If you don't want this situation to happen often, you can carry a few pieces of candy with you. If you feel a little dizzy, just eat two pieces. Although low blood sugar is not easy to completely cure, But it's not too serious a problem. You are young, you should pay more attention in the future."

The boy nodded calmly and said very simply: "I will, trouble."

After the doctor who accompanied the group left with the female staff member just now, Qin Lu saw that the other party was all right, so he smiled and said hello and planned to return to the studio.

"...Wait." The boy was silent for a while. He didn't seem to be very good at talking to unfamiliar people, and there was no obvious emotion on his face.

Qin Lu looked at him patiently. Seeing that he was speechless for a long time, he was not angry: "I've been out for a while. My friends may be worried. If we have anything to say, we can talk about it later." He looked at The famous brand on the hem of the boy's clothes tilted his head and smiled and said, "I just met you, Liao Junchen?"

"Ok."

Liao Junchen's eyes stayed on Qin Lu's famous brand for a while, and finally he just said concisely: "Thank you."

Qin Lu has seen all kinds of people in his life, and he can see clearly whether they are real characters or superficial illusions. Liao Junchen in front of him looked indifferent, but he probably just lacked experience in getting along with people.

There is no need to ask the taciturn person to speak more. Qin Lu nodded and pointed to the wall dust on his black costume: "You'd better go to the bathroom before you go back, it should be a temporary set up, dusty It was requisitioned without cleaning up. The staff will only set up the place in front of the camera, and this kind of backstage cannot be expected to be cleaned completely.”

Liao Junchen was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly at the original clean and tidy costume, if Qin Lu hadn't reminded him, he hadn't noticed.

Qin Lu helped him twice in a short period of time. Liao Junchen never owes favor to others casually, but when he looked up again, he saw that Qin Lu had left.

Liao Junchen, who had already written down Qin Lu's name, no longer stopped him. The rating was about to come to him. He needed to solve the problem of the costume as soon as possible.

When Qin Lu returned to the studio, he was greeted with a strange question from Su Qinglan. While giving Qin Lu's quick make-up class what grades the person who had just performed, he asked him if he had been going for so long because his stomach was uncomfortable.