I, Qinghuan

The recording of the variety show started three hours later, and they rushed to the hotel that the program team had booked without stopping.Qing Huan fell into a deep sleep and never woke up. Nan Yang carried her into the car, carried her all the way to the hotel entrance while she was asleep, and carried her into the hotel lobby.

After entering the lobby, I saw Cheng Mingming standing by the welcome sofa with his hips crossed, holding a mobile phone and frowning, shouting, "Where did my sister go?"

The person on the other end of the phone is probably her assistant, and she didn't know what she replied. Tomorrow night, Cheng said, "Didn't you tell me to keep an eye on her? Why did you tell me now when she went shopping alone? What time is it? The recording will start soon, you know?"

She gritted her teeth, listened to the sporadic explanations on the phone, and quickly interrupted: "You don't have to say so much, just tell me where she is...it's near you? Then bring her back quickly!"

There were two other people sitting on the sofa, with their backs facing the hotel entrance, and Nan Yang couldn't see their faces clearly.

One of them stood up suddenly, she was a graceful young woman, she looked about the same age as Qing Huan, half of her face slightly sideways was as clear and beautiful as a white daffodil flower that had just bloomed, and her pair of gentle peach blossom eyes were as clear as A cold spring in the mountains that has never been praised by anyone.She patted Ming Wancheng's shoulder and said softly, "Ah Cheng, don't worry, Zhu Zhu hasn't come yet."

Tomorrow night Cheng sighed, his eyes swept randomly, and he suddenly saw Nan Yang who was carrying Qing Huan on his back not far away.

"Look, isn't this coming?" Cheng Cheng laughed heartily tomorrow night, ran over slowly, and greeted Nan Yang from a long distance, "Oh, you two are finally here , the whole team is waiting for you two, you see, our teacher Bai and Miss Ziyan are sitting here waiting for you. Hurry up and put things upstairs, the car of the program team is already waiting at the door."

The peachy-eyed woman who spoke to Ming Wancheng just now nodded to Nanyang: "Hi, I'm Cen Ziyan."

The other woman on the sofa also stood up.

Bai Jinqiu crossed his arms and nodded to Nan Yang.She was wearing a pair of sunglasses, which covered most of her face, and only half of her tight jaw and graceful chin could be seen.She was wearing a thin and decent black velvet shirt. The skin at the neckline was very white, but there were still a few faint wrinkles on the neck that couldn't be concealed by foundation.This is what a 40-year-old woman should look like. No matter how well-maintained her face is, it can't hide the signs of aging on her body.

When she and Nan Yang appeared in the same screen, Nan Yang, who should be 35 years old, seemed too abnormal.

But fortunately, the program team should put a thick layer of anti-dermabrasion filter on the finished product, so it should not be so obvious on TV.

Cen Ziyan knew Qinghuan, they had worked together in a drama before, and they often attended various dinner parties together.Although the two of them are formulaic opponents, both of them are gentle and soft-tempered. No matter how much fans bully and scold each other, they are still good friends in private.Seeing Qing Huan lying on Nan Yang's back, Cen Ziyan seemed to want to come over to say hello.

But she just took a step, then stopped cautiously, and asked Bai Jinqiu softly: "Auntie, can I go say hello to her?"

Bai Jinqiu glanced over there, didn't speak, just nodded.

Cen Ziyan is like a puppy whose rope has been loosened, with a smile in his eyes because of this short-lived freedom.She walked up to Nan Yang, looked at Qing Huan who was still sleeping, and asked Nan Yang politely: "Can I wake her up?"

Nan Yang hesitated for a moment, but agreed.

Cen Ziyan patted Qing Huan's shoulder softly, and called her name twice.Qinghuan woke up leisurely, vaguely saw the friend in front of her, the corners of her lips could not stop rising: "Ziyan?"

She quickly found herself on Nan Yang's back, and immediately asked Nan Yang to put herself down. While arranging her clothes, she smiled at Cen Ziyan: "Ziyan, long time no see, you seem to be thinner than before."

"You are still asleep, the recording will start soon," Cen Ziyan looked at her with a smile, "Boss Nan is also used to you, and he didn't even wake you up." Saying that, Cen Ziyan turned her head and glanced at Qinghuan's hair. , "Issuing cards is quite unique."

Qing Huan was taken aback.

Issue card?

Don't issue cards when she goes out today?

Qing Huan raised her hand suspiciously to touch her head tentatively, and actually touched a foreign object, which was cold and hard, like two thin pieces of metal.After rubbing it carefully again, I found the main stem of the card and carefully picked it off.

It is a small butterfly hairpin with colorful beads that can flap its wings.

Qing Huan looked up at Nan Yang, and shook the butterfly in her hand: "Did you pin it on me?"

Nan Yang hummed expressionlessly.

"...when else?"

Nan Yang glanced elsewhere, "...on the plane, when you fell asleep."

Qing Huan paused for a moment, and then, the sadness that had been frozen in her eyes for a long time melted away softly, she retracted her fingertips, and grabbed the butterfly into her palm.Looking at the icy and snowy woman in front of him, holding the little joy she quietly bestowed on him, he suddenly felt that he could let go of any unhappiness for the time being.

Cen Ziyan reminded: "Hurry up and tidy up upstairs, we'll be leaving for the recording venue soon."

"Okay," Qing Huan noticed that almost everyone in the hall was here, and knew that she couldn't write any more, so she hurriedly packed Nan Yang and her suitcase and walked towards the elevator room. Before she left, she was still far away from the sofa. The people next to him greeted, "Ah Cheng, Teacher Bai, see you later."

Mingwan Cheng waved his hand: "Master, hurry up!"

Qing Huan dragged Nan Yang into the elevator, and Xiao Ye dragged a few boxes behind them, and when the elevator closed, there were only the three of them.

Seeing that there were no outsiders, Qing Huan blushed and squeezed Nan Yang's hand hard, "You have to wake me up next time, I don't even know when I will get off the plane."

Nan Yang was silent for a moment, and said, "You are too tired, I just want you to rest for a while."

"After today's recording, the program team will give three days of preparation time before leaving for Thailand. At that time, I can stay in bed for three full days. Are you afraid that I won't be able to rest well?"

Nan Yang looked at her, his eyes slowly moved down from her face, and landed on her fingers resting on the handle of the suitcase.

"Well, I'm afraid."

Nan Yang answered softly.

Xiaoye shivered, for some reason, she seemed to smell the exhaust of the car.

Qing Huan took a quick look at Xiao Ye who was huddled in the corner and wished to become transparent, her face flushed suddenly: "There are others here!"

Nan Yang glanced at Xiao Ye, and said in a calm voice, "I don't know when you are more reserved than me."

"You..." Qing Huan looked at Xiaoye, pursed her lips, and said, "Xiaoye, cover your ears."

Xiaoye hurriedly stuffed her left and right little fingers into her ears, thought for a while, and closed her eyes altogether, trying to be quiet.

Although she closed her eyes, Xiaoye couldn't help opening them a little, and secretly looked at those two people.

I saw Qing Huan leaning forward and said something in Nan Yang's ear, but she didn't hear the specific content clearly, but Nan Yang's face immediately turned red from his ears to the root of his neck, and he looked at Qing Huan's gaze, which was rare A little flustered.

Qing Huan curled her lips, and there was a successful smile in her charming eyes.

Xiaoye shook her head and closed her eyes in pain.

How many years will she have to eat this kind of dog food? !

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While waiting for Nan Yang and Qing Huan, Qi Yi was also picked up.

Tomorrow night, Cheng rushed over to her just as she entered the hotel, and shouted, "Sister!"

Qi Yi carried a bag in his hand, and stepped forward, blocking Ming Wancheng who wanted to make a move, "Stay away from me."

"Where did you go? Why didn't you tell me?" Mingwan Cheng asked aggrievedly.

Qi Yi smiled mysteriously, raised the bag in his hand, took out a thick purple book from it, and shook it in front of Ming Wancheng: "I bought you Wusan."

Tomorrow night, Cheng stared blankly at the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" in Qi Yi's hand, opened his mouth, and was so choked up that he couldn't speak a word.

The origin of this matter has to be pulled back half a month ago.

The recording will start immediately, but the pair Cheng Cheng has not yet been finalized for tomorrow night. The program team of "Honeymoon Together" kept urging, urging Ming Wancheng's company, urging Ming Wancheng himself, urging Nan Yang, and urging Mei Zhongli.Cheng is also anxious tomorrow night, Qi Yi has never given a clear explanation, neither agreeing nor refusing.If it wasn't for the fact that Qi Yi had to go to class during the day and night, Cheng Cheng would have wished to call her 24 times a day tomorrow night.

On a certain night, Ming Wancheng called Qi Yi again with trepidation.

"elder sister?"

Qi Yi has already returned home, is grading homework on the desk, and turned on the phone for hands-free, "Huh?"

"Sister, don't you give me an answer today?" Tomorrow night Cheng's tone sounded like he was about to cry, "The director told me that if we can't confirm it tomorrow, I will be replaced."

"That's it." Qi Yi still had a noncommittal attitude.

"Sister, don't keep avoiding me. We are just traveling with them. If you don't like me, I can stay away from you and try not to touch you when playing games. You stay at home alone during the winter vacation How boring, the master said that your parents will not come back for several months, I just don't want you to be alone..."

"Ah Cheng," Qi Yi's gaze was glued to the test paper, and the red pen drew a cross at the end of a poem, "If the relationship between the two is long, what is the next sentence?"

Tomorrow night Cheng was stunned, "...ah? What?"

Qi Yi asked again.

Tomorrow night, Monk Zhang Er will still be puzzled: "What is it?"

"This is an ancient poem that must be memorized in the third compulsory course of Chinese in high school." Qi Yi looked at the paper that was being corrected that was also wrongly written, and smiled gently, "Look, if you don't study hard, even such a simple I don't even know poetry."

"Sister, if you agree to take part, I will recite it right away!" Tomorrow night Cheng begged pitifully, "If you are willing to come, let alone recite a few ancient poems, I am willing to let me take the college entrance examination next year, really !"

Qi Yi raised his eyebrows: "Yo, if you want to say that, I really want to try it."

Tomorrow night Cheng opened his mouth wide, unexpectedly dug a hole and buried himself up to the neck.

Qi Yi originally thought that she could go or not, but since Cheng Cheng said it tomorrow night, she also wondered if this ignorant idiot would really devote himself to studying.A highly educated teacher with a scholarly family like her is most happy to save the illiterate.And Ming Wancheng happened to be that illiterate who didn't even go to elementary school.

So from that day on, Ming Wancheng inexplicably threw himself into the army of reviewing for the college entrance examination.

Qi Yi also gave her a countdown card, like other high school students who were reviewing for the college entrance examination, making her stare at the countdown to her exam every day.

Tomorrow night, Cheng will grit his teeth and learn to learn!

As long as Qi Yizhen can be included in the variety show, what's wrong with her being troubled and studying?It's just that she has not received modern education, and she is not a fool. Could it be that with her IQ, she can't learn the lessons that these brats struggle with?

half a month later.

Standing in the hotel lobby holding the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", Ming Wancheng lowered his head, recalling his hard-working daily life of studying for more than ten days, wishing to travel back to half a month ago and make his mouth alive Torn to shreds.