An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

Xu Qiao was not interested in spying on the little girl's cell phone any more. After turning off the computer, she thought for a while and contacted the oil paper umbrella in the name of the studio.

They made an appointment to meet in the private room of the restaurant, and when Xu Qiao arrived, she was already there.

Closing the door, the oil-paper umbrella heard the sound, looked up and saw someone coming, and the whole person froze in place.

I thought it was the staff of the studio, but I didn't expect it to be Xu Qiao.He was wearing a hat and a mask, and he could recognize it himself. He was someone he liked very seriously, so even if he only showed a pair of eyes, he could recognize him.

"Xu, Xu Qiao." The oil-paper umbrella stood up with a panicked expression.

The shock of idol suddenly appearing in front of her eyes, and the guilt for what she did made her eyes turn red.

Xu Qiao glanced at her. It seemed that she had just entered college not long ago, she was young, and her clothes were still a bit green.

Since she is willing to come here today, at least it shows that she has not escaped.

"sit down."

The oil-paper umbrella folded his hands together, nodded, and sat down with his lips pursed.

"How is your brother?"

Hearing Xu Qiao's question, the corners of the oiled paper umbrella's mouth couldn't stop rolling down, trying to control his emotions: "It has stabilized for the time being, and I'm looking for a match. Many people have donated the treatment expenses, and then borrowed it everywhere, also, also Always fill in."

There was silence in the private room for a while.

Just as Xu Qiao was about to speak, the girl couldn't help but shed tears.

He reluctantly handed over a pack of tissues.

"Xu Qiao, you know it all, you know it." The oil paper umbrella choked up, "I dare not go online these days. I know that many people scold me, but I really can't help it."

"I really like you, I'm sorry sorry."

Xu Qiao stared at her, turned on the phone for a while, clicked on the fundraising link that the oil paper umbrella had sent to the group, and then put the phone in front of her.

Through teary eyes, she saw an anonymous donation of 10 yuan on Xu Qiao's phone page.

The sobbing stopped suddenly, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

It turned out that the anonymous donation of 10 yuan was donated by Xu Qiao.The person she likes is helping her, but she in turn discredits him for 10 yuan.

What is this like...

I couldn't even say I'm sorry, and everything became pale and powerless.

"Xu Qiao, I—"

Xu Qiao took back the phone and looked at her: "No other meaning, I probably know your situation. I just want to tell you, I am very grateful for your previous love, but if this love makes you feel difficult, It's just not right. Do you know what I mean?"

The oil paper umbrella nodded vigorously, and said in a hoarse voice: "I was wrong, over there, I will refund the 10 yuan given to me over there."

"Will I still like you in the future?"

Being a celebrity or something else, Xu Qiao has always taken it as a job, no different from other jobs used to make a living.

Seeing fans confessing to him, defending him, or slander and abuse by black fans, they don't really care that much.

Looking at the little girl's terrified eyes, he sighed softly and nodded.

Soon it will be the second recording session of "National Style".

The number of viewers of the first live broadcast exceeded one million, and the edited version released on the weekend also achieved excellent ratings. The program and several guests themselves had a good degree of discussion, and the program team was full of energy.

The theme of the previous issue was poetry, and the theme of this issue is painting. The recording location was set in a small coastal town.

Li Feifei helped book the ticket, Xu Qiao got on the plane and found her seat.

He was seated by the window, and there were already people in the aisle next to him. His peaked cap was pressed so low that he couldn't see his face clearly. He rested on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, and a pair of long legs blocked the entrance.

"Sir." Xu Qiao called out in a low voice, the man in the peaked cap moved twice, and opened his eyes to look at Xu Qiao.

When the four eyes met, Xu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, isn't this Xu Siyi, why is he on this flight?

Xu Siyi looked sleepy, took off his peaked cap, and saw Xu Qiao's voice was a little tired and low: "What a coincidence."

As he spoke, he retracted his legs.

Xu Qiao went inside and sat down, then asked casually, "Do you have a job in Yangcheng?"

Yangcheng is the destination of this flight.

Xu Siyi chuckled lightly: "Record a show."

Xu Qiao nodded, without asking any further questions, she took out the blindfold from her bag and put it on.

As soon as I get off the plane, I have to rush to the recording location. I guess I won’t be able to take a good rest in the future, so I will take advantage of this time to catch up on sleep.

The plane took off, and after a brief moment of weightlessness and tinnitus, the flight stabilized.

Just as Xu Qiao felt sleepy, she felt her shoulders sink.

He frowned slightly, pushed up the blindfold, and saw Xu Siyi's head tilted to his shoulder.Breathing was long and steady, obviously falling asleep.

It looks very tired.Xu Qiao doesn't pay much attention to other people's news, but she often goes to the studio, and often hears from Mo Chenghong that Xu Siyi is very busy with work recently, and the two crews are running back and forth.

Xu Siyi, who was leaning on his shoulder, had prominent browbones, a straight nose, and neat and clean facial features.His facial features were sharp, and his hair seemed to be harder than ordinary people, poking at his neck with burrs.

Xu Qiao was about to push him away, but when she touched the black bruise under the man's eyelids that couldn't be concealed, she slapped her hand.

Pursing her lips, Xu Qiao frowned and pulled down the blindfold again, but she didn't push him away.

I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep with a head on my shoulders, but Xu Qiao fell asleep not long after putting on the blindfold.

When he woke up again, it was Xu Siyi who woke him up.

Xu Qiao took off the blindfold, she was still a little confused when she just woke up, and her shoulders and neck were sore.

Xu Siyi regained his energy after falling asleep, and looked at him with a little apology on his face: "Is your shoulder okay?"

Xu Qiao was a little dizzy and nodded subconsciously.

After getting off the plane, I went all the way to the airport lobby and waited for someone from the program team to pick me up. Xu Siyi was always by my side, and Xu Qiao thought he was waiting for someone too.

Who knew that the staff of the program team came up to greet Xu Qiao after seeing it: "You guys are here! The car is waiting outside!"

NS?

Xu Qiao's eyes turned to Xu Siyi.

"Xu Qiao, you don't know yet? Min Yang had a small car accident, and this episode can't be recorded. The director invited Si Yi to do the first episode."

Xu Siyi lowered his jaw slightly and nodded.

They are both popular, Xu Siyi and Min Yang are not in the same position at all, and I don't know how much the director spent to invite him here.

The car that came to pick them up stopped in front of a helipad.

Through the car window, Xu Qiao saw that several other people had arrived.

The live broadcast equipment has been turned on. At this time, several guests and the audience in the live broadcast room all know the news that Min Yang will not be able to come this time, secretly guessing who will come to replace him.

Hearing the sound of the car, the eyes of several people and the camera turned.

Xu Qiao and Xu Siyi opened the door and got out of the car.

When he saw Xu Siyi, the barrage instantly exploded.

"Xu Siyi??"

"The program team is big enough"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I'm not busy filming"

The sky was gloomy, Xu Qiao was facing the light, and the light brushed against his shoulder line, his face was blurred in the lens, but the delicate jaw line was exceptionally clear.

On the other hand, Xu Siyi's facial features are more conspicuous under the sunlight, with raised browbones, sharp eyebrows, and down the bridge of his handsome nose, every corner is sharp.

The barrage was silent for a while.

"My eyes...have too much nourishment and I can't stand it anymore, woo woo woo these two standing together are too eye-catching."

"Sisters, do you still remember the photo taken by the unscrupulous paparazzi? How much food was produced by a borrowed photo! Stand for a second cp"

"Hey, that photo is really exciting"

Ying Wenlin and the others were also a little surprised to see Xu Siyi, but they were not young, and they were not as excited as the young people in the program group, and nodded friendly to Xu Siyi.

Compared with the cold wind blowing in the north, this small southern city is as warm as spring, with green shade everywhere, and the sea breeze blowing from not far away is mixed with a faint salty smell.

Fan Menghua brushed her hair against the wind: "The climate here is too comfortable."

Ying Wenlin walked to Xu Qiao's side, put his shoulders on his shoulders and said with a smile, "Little Xu, do you miss me?"

Xu Qiao glanced at him, knowing that the folk music master hadn't given up the idea of ​​letting herself join his folk music orchestra, she nodded politely: "It's okay."

Ying Wenlin: "..."

"Hahahahahahahahaha, have you noticed that Mr. Ying is very enthusiastic about Xu Qiao?"

"It's a pity that my little brother is very indifferent. Teacher Ying expressed his sadness."

"By the way, the theme of this issue is Chinese painting, so it should be a special session for Mr. Yu Feipeng."

"I knew it through the last program. Don't underestimate the brain circuit of the program group. There is no such thing as a special show or not."

Sure enough, after all the people were gathered, the program team began to issue tasks.

"You will be sent to an island a hundred miles away by helicopter in a while, and that is where we will record this time."

"To understand Chinese painting, we must not only understand its history and heritage, but also explore its paper and pigment production techniques."

Fan Menghua couldn't help saying: "Like the last issue, labor is the origin of poetry, and labor is the most glorious, so let's discuss it?"

The director coughed and said with a smile: "There is a kind of ore produced on that island. After being crushed, ground and refined, the pigments produced are clean and bright in color, which can last for thousands of years without fading. The purpose of our trip is to find and bring back this kind of ore , and successfully produced traditional Chinese painting pigments that can be passed down for thousands of years."

...It's quite a toss.

Several people were a little speechless.

Looking at the time, it's just one o'clock in the afternoon, but because the weather is bad and gloomy, it feels like dusk is approaching.

Boarding the helicopter, the huge roar of the propeller sounded, and headed towards the island.

Xu Qiao looked out the window.

The sea below was extremely calm, and the waves didn't seem to be able to lift a single one.

"It might rain." Xu Qiao frowned.

The program group comforted: "Don't worry, we specifically consulted the Meteorological Bureau here before recording the program, saying that it will rain a little at most in the next few days."

Fan Menghua looked down and said doubtfully: "The sea is quite calm, and I don't see any storms."

Xu Qiao looked back and explained: "Controlled by low air pressure, the air is stable, and there is no wind, so it appears calm."

"233 Teacher Xu teaches junior high school geography online"

"It's not looking good today."

"The Meteorological Bureau said that the light rain should not affect the filming, right?"

The island selected by the program team has lush vegetation. The staff came up to check it earlier and confirmed that there are no threatening large animals.

There are no helicopter landing conditions on the island. The helicopter hovers at low altitude, and the wind and waves bend the vegetation underneath.

The staff lowered the rope ladder, buckled the safety ropes for several guests, and went down the rope ladder one by one.

The audience in the live broadcast watched with fear. Ying Wenlin and the others are still young, so it's okay to climb up and down like this. Mr. Yu Feipeng is not young, can he stand up to your troubles?

Fortunately, the old man's body is really healthy, and his safety protection is in place, so he went down the rope ladder smoothly.

Everyone went down, only Xu Qiao and Xu Siyi were left at the end.

The staff fastened Xu Qiao's safety rope. He raised his eyes to thank him, but the staff kept their heads buried.

Looking away from his face, Xu Qiao went down the rope ladder.Just two steps away, a strong wind came over, the rope ladder wobbled, one of his feet slipped, and he almost lost his grip.

Xu Siyi looked down and saw that the safety rope on Xu Qiao's body was loose, and his pupils shrank.