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When they arrived at the destination, Lin Li instructed Mr. Wang to do the logistics work well, and he and An Qi went to a high place to look down for easy observation.A hill that has not been developed for tourism has no decent road at all, so it can only climb up the tree trunk through the intertwined branches like opening up wasteland.As a result, before the tent by the reservoir had time to set up, An Qi stepped on the ground and twisted his ankle, which swelled up visibly on the spot.

Lin Li was so anxious that he wanted to carry her down the mountain without saying a word, and An Qi felt guilty because he accidentally delayed his business, so he dared not bother the CEO to do such a thing.In the end, when Mr. Wang was putting away his things, he saw his president half-embracing and half-arming An Qi down the mountain.

The three of them navigated to the nearest hospital and treated the affected area. The doctor said that no bones were injured, and the swelling would subside after resting for a few days. Both An Qi and Lin Li heaved a sigh of relief.One is for himself not to cause trouble to the business, and the other is for the safety of the person he likes.An Qi's proposal to continue to go back for investigation was rejected by one vote. On the return trip, Lin Li suggested to go to the orthopedic hospital for a careful examination, which was rejected by two votes.

The two-bedroom apartment in Anqi is in Nancheng. The community is not as modern as Huayuan Tiandi, but it is better than being located in the old city with a strong atmosphere of life.Lin Li sent An Qi upstairs, and stood at the door like a teenager, his heart beating faster with nervousness.An Qi, who limped into the house, turned around and greeted him: "Boss Lin, come in, wait for me."

Lin Li walked into the simple and warm little house, and saw that the wall above the sofa in the living room was covered with framed posters, all of which were cartoon images of the same man... Just as he was about to take pictures and go back to study, An Qi came from the room Come out, hand him a handbag, and ask him to hand it over to Mr. Wang.

Lin Li:. . . . . .

On the way back to the company, Xiao Wang felt that the president's mood was a bit depressed, and he took the initiative to say: "President, actually you are not to blame for An Qi's injury, and it will not delay the schedule of the project. We will go after she recovers in a few days."

Lin Li held back for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it anymore: "What is that bag she gave you?"

"Games, didn't we talk on the way back that we both have PS4s? She said that there are many games that I can lend to play." Xiao Wang replied.

Who noticed what you were talking about, Lin Li asked casually, "Is it fun?"

Xiao Wang thought the boss was interested, so he said excitedly: "It's fun! Shall I teach you?"

Lin Li said coldly: "Don't rush to play, help me find someone."

"who?"

Although it was too late to take pictures of the man on the wall in Anqi, Lin Li saw clearly the signature on the poster and firmly remembered, "Ye Xiu."

On Saturday evening, Anmin did something that he never dreamed of in the past - he took the bone soup he had cooked for a long time and brought his boyfriend to visit his injured sister.

Walking downstairs to An Qi's house, An Min stopped in his tracks: "I don't think this thermos full of virtuousness is compatible with me, and it ruins my temperament. You should hold it."

Taking advantage of no one around, Zhiyuan quickly poked him on the face: "No, you hug, this picture is full of four words, I like it very much."

"Which four words? Housewives and men?" An Min asked.

"Famous flowers have owners."

Zhiyuan may be the only one who likes this picture, at least An Qi was shocked when he saw it: "Where did you make this? What's in it? Bone soup? You made it? Who are you? Give me back my brother." !"

Zhiyuan giggled next to him, An Minsheng put down the thermos irresistibly: "Okay! Don't let down my rare sibling love, come, I'll serve you a bowl. And you come over to drink too, Stop laughing!"

"I'm not hurt." Zhiyuan mumbled and came over and sat obediently at the table.

"Calcium supplement."

An Qi took a sip and took a photo with his mobile phone: "It's so delicious. My younger brother who has been raised for more than 30 years did not expect to be a hidden culinary expert! I must post a Moments to show off. Whose younger brother Gao Fushuai can also cook soup? A taller, richer and more handsome boyfriend? Only me."

"Come on you!" Shame spread all over An Min's body.

An Qi put down his phone, took another big sip, and said, "Okay, my sister is really moved, really. Although bone soup is not good for soft tissue bruises... use it, but this is a soup full of love, you grow up , I’m very relieved. Zhiyuan should drink more, you don’t know, the last time Anmin went to the kitchen to make something other than noodles was... let’s think about it... during the Leonid meteor shower.”

Zhiyuan chuckled: "Okay sister, in fact, he has been cooking almost every day recently, making all kinds of soups, which are delicious and nutritious, especially nourishing."

An Qi:? ? ?

Anmin sat in the living room, pressed the remote control to switch channels at will, and responded: "Everyone is subject to change, you weren't born knowing how to cook."

"Hey, don't change, just watch B City Satellite TV, "Million Idol" will be broadcast in a while, today 40 into 20!" An Qi jumped over with one leg holding a soup bowl.An Min quickly got up to help her: "Slow down, it's just a show."

One sentence aroused the dissatisfaction of Auntie Fan, who scolded An Min, as a senior executive of a brokerage company, for not paying attention to his own artists so much, he was indeed a blood-sucking capitalist.Without this show, where would we go to watch Ran Ran?With your indifferent attitude, do you plan to not give resources to hide her after the show?

. . . . .Anmin was helpless, "Okay, I value it, can I watch it with you?"

"Okay, I'll go home after watching with my sister. I heard Mr. Lin is also chasing this." Zhiyuan didn't forget his single father.

This episode first announces the number of audience votes for the past week, plus the instructor's score before the end of the previous episode. The top [-] trainees out of the forty trainees will be promoted. This is the episode with the highest elimination ratio since the show started.The previous mobile project investigated health management. Ran Ran got a high score by taking advantage of her natural genetic advantage of not being fat. Coupled with the high number of audience votes, she successfully advanced to the third place with a total score.

The result was ideal, but An Qi was very nervous: "We Ran, the professional score is really not dominant, and we will be in the top 10 in the next period. Today is especially critical. We must perform well in the motor sports and get a high score. "

Seeing her pious appearance sitting on the carpet with folded hands, Anmin and Zhiyuan rubbed each other tacitly. The two of them only occupied a middle seat on the three-seat sofa.The host on the TV screen began to announce the mobile inspection project of this issue - camera sense, scoring instructor - Zhang Wenzheng, a master photographer from Australia.

. . . . . .An Qi turned his head slowly and looked at the two younger brothers who were sitting together like Siamese twins: "Why don't you go home first?"

An Min's face remained unchanged, and he said to An Qi nonchalantly: "Look, you said this issue is very important." Gently put his hand on Zhiyuan's hand, and was immediately held firmly by the warm palm .

The theme of the shooting is "heartbeat". 20 biochemical practitioners walked to the background board one by one and were photographed by Zhang Wenzheng.After one round, Zhang Wenzheng was dissatisfied with the finished film, so he called the children together and sat around on the ground to give lectures.

"Photography is actually the communication between the model and the camera, falling in love with the camera, and telling stories to the camera. Today's theme is heartbeat, so everyone should mobilize the feeling of heartbeat from the bottom of their hearts and express it instead of standing in front of the camera with a smile It doesn't even have a soul, let alone a heart-pounding atmosphere."

A boy asked: "Teacher, what is the feeling of heartbeat..." The others laughed.

Zhang Wenzheng also smiled, and said gently: "Heartbeat is the moment when the whole world is overexposed and only the object of your heartbeat is colorful and clear."

The children, whose average age might be underage, looked at him ignorantly.

"In this way, let me tell you about my own heart-pounding experience first, and then everyone should think about it and share it, okay?"

"It was his 19th birthday. A few close friends, his family and I celebrated him together. When he closed his eyes and made a wish by candlelight, I seemed to see an angel descending with holy light. The world is right in front of my eyes. He opened his eyes, smiled and shared the cake, and I couldn’t hear what he was saying. I just felt that the light on his dimples burned my eyes, and my reason collapsed instantly. That is heartbeat."

Then what?Children's curiosity is not satisfied just hearing here.Zhang Wenzheng obviously did not completely withdraw from the memory, and continued to speak at the request of the trainees.

"Then, I spread a handful of cream on the cake and dabbed it on his dimple. Everyone in the room was dumbfounded, including him. But I didn't care at all. I don't know who was possessed and boldly leaned over to kiss the dimple. He even licked the cream and said 'I like you' to the dazed him."

how romantic!Did the other party agree?Teacher hurry up!

"He punched me as soon as he raised his hand, it was so hard that his face was covered with blood, and he said a word - I like you, uncle!" Zhang Wenzheng laughed at himself after speaking.

The children wanted to laugh but felt that they were not very kind, and endured very hard.

"It turns out that I was not the only one who was rejected." Ran Ran lowered her head, "I remember that when I was 9 years old, my uncle who was rarely seen came to Sydney, and I pestered him to play with me, and he took me to visit a sick friend. When I The first time I saw that man in the hospital, I knew that this is what a prince looks like. But he was really cold, and asked him if he could wait for me to grow up and marry me, and he said 'no'. Now I grow up I came to him and asked the same question, and he replied 'no, not only in this life, but in the next life', and I never want to see him again."

For a while, no one spoke.Ran Ran broke the silence by herself: "The teacher talked about heartbeat and dimples, I want to see him again."

"Gululu", Anmin stretched out his hand to grab the orange, but couldn't hold it steady, and rolled towards the balcony.Zhiyuan chased after him, picked it up, wiped it clean, rubbed it on the coffee table, and said, "I feel very lucky. I didn't get beaten, and I don't have to wait for my next life. Anmin, I'm so happy."

An Qi, who was sitting on the ground, didn't look back, and quietly turned down the volume of the TV.

"You're here, I'm even happier." An Min snatched the rubbed orange, peeled it with bare hands, peeled off a whole orange heart, broke the two pieces and sent it to Zhiyuan's mouth, "Is there no scale for this show? Why is everything playing?"

"Did you enjoy watching?" He broke another half and gave it to An Qi.

Only then did An Qi dare to speak: "I was wrong, I don't deserve to drink soup. Actually, I met Zhang Wenzheng before. When you guys were on vacation on the island, you thought he was just coming back for a walk, so you didn't say anything. Ten Thousand Idols? I haven’t seen you for so many years, it’s getting more and more hypocritical.”

The rest of the orange meat was fed to Zhiyuan, and Anmin said calmly, "Never mind him. I just wondered if I was too much to the little girl. Fortunately, I didn't reveal my name, otherwise, once the show airs, there will be many fans. scold me."

Zhiyuan wiped the orange juice from his hand with two paper towels, and said confidently: "Don't be afraid, you did the right thing, just don't leave unrealistic thoughts for others. I'm going to record a show in two days , come with me?"