I became popular after being dressed as a cannon fodder female supporting role

Chapter 122 Recovery
But the assistant looked at Xiao Zehan's normal appearance, still sighed, and said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, as long as you are happy."

Xiao Zehan just smiled and said, "Liuyun, I'm hungry!"

The assistant looked at Xiao Zehan, puzzled: "What's none of my business?"

Xiao Zehan looked at the assistant aggrievedly: "Aren't you going to buy me some food?"

The assistant laughed angrily, rolled his eyes and said, "There is a restaurant downstairs, go by yourself!"

"Then it's up to you to help me tidy up the room!" Xiao Zehan's eyes lit up, he stood up and ran out the door, with a mischievous smile on his face.

The assistant was taken aback for a moment, and realized that he wanted to grab Xiao Zehan, but he couldn't even grab the corner of Xiao Zehan's clothes.

He looked at Xiao Zehan's back and gritted his teeth angrily: "Xiao Zehan! You will die when you come back!"

Xiao Zehan shouted while running: "I'm going home to wash up, maybe I'll come back to the company in two or three hours!"

The assistant shook his head helplessly, looked back at the messy room, frowned and tidied up the room, and muttered, "Damn, why is there still soup in this instant noodle box..."

And Xiao Zehan who ran downstairs slowly stopped, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Although Xiao Zehan's performance in front of the assistant was very good just now, after all, he has endured for three days, and the impact on his body is not a joke. As soon as he calmed down, Xiao Zehan's body felt unwell.

Sleepiness swept through his mind, Xiao Zehan only felt that his eyelids seemed to weigh tens of thousands of catties.He shook his head violently, touched his neck, and couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Sure enough, I will still be tired."

Immediately, his face had another look of meaninglessness.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the house is near the company, and it can be reached within a few steps.

Xiao Zehan put his hands in his pockets and wobbled back home.

As soon as he entered the house, Xiao Zehan couldn't restrain his drowsiness anymore, he fell on the sofa and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was dark.

When Xiao Zehan opened his eyes, he saw darkness. He raised his eyebrows, but he still lay motionless on the sofa, and waited until his eyes got used to the darkness before getting up to turn on the light.

As soon as the light was turned on, the whole house was illuminated, dispelling some of the coldness in the air.

Xiao Zehan's eyes were a little hollow, and his head ached from sleeping for too long.

He frowned, and poured himself a cup of hot water. When the hot water slowly flowed down the esophagus into the inner chamber of his stomach, Xiao Zehan felt himself alive.

He let out a long sigh.

Xiao Zehan walked into the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, the blood in his eyes had faded, but his complexion was a bit dull, his face still looked haggard, his beard had grown a bit, and his hands were prickly and sloppy.

He couldn't help smiling at the mirror:

Seeing this appearance, Sheng Wanqing might be disgusted.

Thinking of Sheng Wanqing, Xiao Zehan's eyes suddenly became gentle.

In these three days, he had already thought clearly, he would not become self-defeating because of Sheng Wanqing, Sheng Wanqing would not like such a self, and he would not like such a self.

From the very beginning, didn't you say that you should only be friends?Didn't he already make up his mind, as long as he quietly stays by her side and protects her?

Xiao Zehan walked under the shower, turned on the faucet, and hot water poured down on his face, surrounded by mist.

After taking a bath, Xiao Zehan's overall image was obviously much better, and his skin became dewy.

He smiled softly, picked up his phone, and went to the company.

When Xiao Zehan came to the company, the assistant stood in the room and waited for him with arms crossed.

The room had already been cleaned up by the assistant, and against this background, the smile on the assistant's face became even more ferocious.

Xiao Zehan hid silently outside the door, only showing his head, and whispered, "You can't hit your face."

The assistant was amused by Xiao Zehan's cowardly expression, shook his head and said, "No slap in the face."

Only then did Xiao Zehan walk in, and he was met with a brain collapse.

"Hiss—" Xiao Zehan took a sharp breath of cold air, covered his forehead, and looked at the assistant in shock and aggrieved: "It's so obvious that I'm going to slap my face!"

The assistant snorted coldly, glanced at him, and said angrily: "This is because you made so many people worry about you, so you hit me!"

Then, the assistant went to poke his forehead again: "Do you know how much I worry about you these days?"

Xiao Zehan quickly ran to the computer, turned on the computer, and forcibly interrupted the assistant's nagging: "I'm going to broadcast live! Liuyun, hurry up and get out!"

The assistant stood behind Xiao Zehan, glared at Xiao Zehan a few times, but turned his head and left.

However, when the assistant was about to step out of the room, Xiao Zehan suddenly said: "I won't worry you in the future."

The assistant paused slightly, snorted, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "That's good."

Xiao Zehan's eyes lit up, he cheered up, and greeted the computer camera with a smile: "Hello everyone! I'm Xiao Zehan, I haven't seen you for a few days, I don't know if you miss me..."

The one-hour live broadcast passed quickly, and when Xiao Zehan finished the broadcast, he breathed a sigh of relief, took off his earphones, and leaned back on the chair.

Today, his condition is not bad, there are no technical mistakes, and the response of the barrage is also quite good.

He supported his chin with one hand, scrolled the mouse with the other hand, browsed various web pages, and thought about what game to play in the next live broadcast.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Xiao Zehan glanced and found that it was Sheng Wanqing's call.

His hands couldn't help but pause slightly.

Two seconds later, Xiao Zehan pressed the answer button.

"Wan Qing." His voice trembled slightly, "What's the matter?"

"Zehan, I'm getting married." Sheng Wanqing didn't realize that something was wrong with Xiao Zehan, she smiled and shared her joy with Xiao Zehan.

Xiao Zehan paused again, then laughed, and said angrily: "I know, the number one searched a few days ago was your marriage news."

Sheng Wanqing was slightly taken aback, and said angrily, "Then why didn't you call me to congratulate me? You are not a good friend!"

There was a wry smile on Xiao Zehan's face, but there was nothing strange in his voice: "Sorry, I'm just busy these days, so I forgot."

"Hmph." Sheng Wanqing snorted and said with feigned anger, "That's not a reason."

Xiao Zehan was amused, and said helplessly, "Then let me treat you to dinner to make amends, okay?"

Then Sheng Wanqing laughed and said, "Okay! When are you free?"

Xiao Zehan looked out the window, the night was glamorous and the lights were flickering, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten his dinner yet, his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "I'm free now, do you want to have dinner together?"

"Dinner?" Sheng Wanqing looked at her stomach and remembered that she hadn't had dinner yet - she just had a meeting and was so busy that she forgot about it.

Sheng Wanqing smiled and agreed, "Of course I'm free."

(End of this chapter)