joe big

Although Qiao Qiu won No.1, the competition was not yet completely over. After the other two contestants had decided the second or third place, the "competition" would be considered to be over.Out of courtesy, Qiao begged to sit in the seat prepared for him by the column team and watch the rest of the game.

The two contestants who had been eliminated in the first round had already been waiting there. After Qiao Qiu greeted them, he sat in his seat with blank eyes, as if in a daze.

After a while, Qiao Qiu leaned forward slowly, hunched over slightly, resting his forehead with his fingers, looking very tired.

From time to time, the camera would scan Qiao Qiu's side, but he couldn't pull himself together to deal with it.

This state attracted the attention of the assistant. Two minutes later, Assistant Song moved over to Qiao Qiu's side and poked him lightly.

Qiao Qiu didn't react at first, then turned his head and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Master, are you unwell?"

Qiao Qiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I'm a little tired."

Assistant Song put his mouth close to Qiao Qiu's ear and said, "Then let's go back first."

"Ah?" Qiao Qiu frowned, "Isn't that bad?"

"I have already told the director that you are not feeling well, so you have to go back early." Assistant Song said, "It's okay, they can understand."

Not to mention whether the director dared to stop people from going back, just looking at Qiao Qiu's ugly face now, and the fact that he had pancreatitis not long ago caused a commotion, no one would not understand.

Qiao Qiu thought for a while and said, "...that's fine, I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Assistant Song held Qiao Qiu's wrist and helped him down, and the two quietly left behind.

The studio was too warm. After Assistant Song helped him put on the heavy winter clothes, he took the car keys and went out, leaving Assistant Jin to accompany him.

This is because Assistant Jin has rich experience in dealing with crowds. It is said that the TV station is crowded with reporters and fans at this time. In order to prevent Qiao Qiu from being hurt by the crowd, it is the best choice to send Assistant Song to drive and keep Assistant Jin.

Assistant Jin and the security guard were protecting Qiao Qiu's shoulders and arms. Qiao Qiu was wearing a hat and a mask, with only a pair of eyes exposed. His expression was a little dazed, and he returned to his usual lukewarm daze.

When the automatic door opened, the howling wind and noise came at the same time.As expected, there were huge crowds of people outside, and the cold weather did not freeze the fans' desire to see Qiao Qiu.Qiao Qiu knew that he should behave better and greet his fans who liked him.So even though he was so tired that he couldn't help but bend over when he walked, and the mask was wet by his shortness of breath, he patiently answered all kinds of questions that came out of nowhere.

In the dark crowd around him, Qiao Qiu was stunned by the flash light.

I only heard girls around me asking excitedly:

"Qiuqiu, why are you the first to thank Li Shang? Is there any special meaning?"

Qiao Qiu strode forward, but he couldn't get out of the crowd. Everyone surrounded him. Qiao Qiu didn't know what to ask. After thinking for a while, he said: "...Because Li Shang is me. boss."

"What do you think of others?"

"..." Qiao Qiu was so crowded that he couldn't walk in a straight line, he subconsciously replied, "Li Shang works very hard and is a considerate boss."

Satisfied with the answer, the girl screamed and jumped up.

Others rushed forward: "Qiuqiu, congratulations, you performed very well today, how do you feel about your performance?"

Joe begged: "I am also very happy, thank you."

"You kissed the pendant when you succeeded in the challenge. Does the pendant have any special meaning?"

Qiao Qiu could no longer understand what he was answering, so he could only rely on instinct: "It was given to me by my brother..."

"Qiao Qiu, you rely on your brother so much. As an adult, isn't it inappropriate?"

"I..." Qiao Qiu was so blocked that he could hardly walk. He felt someone grabbing his clothes. Assistant Jin desperately protected Qiao Qiu and pulled the man's hand away.

Assistant Jin said loudly: "Please stay away from Qiao Qiu, he is not feeling well, please make way."

On such a cold day, Joe was sweating all over.When Assistant Song drove close by, Assistant Jin opened the door and asked Qiao Qiu to get in the car.

Qiao Qiu sat in the car, and as his body temperature recovered, he thought that it was so cold tonight, but someone was waiting at the entrance of the TV station in this cold winter season, just to see him.He has tried his best to cooperate, but Qiao Qiu still feels that his performance is unreasonable. This state has failed the fans who love him.

Thinking in his heart, Qiao Qiu pressed down the car window, took off his mask, and said to the people outside who were still surrounding the car: "It's so cold, you guys go back quickly, be careful not to catch a cold..."

The make-up artist gave Qiao Qiuhua heavy stage makeup, and he didn't feel any better on stage, but under the street lights, Qiao Qiu's skin looked pale, as if he was sick.

Most of the fans here are fans who like Qiao Qiu. Seeing Qiao Qiu's face, they stopped talking immediately, looked at him distressedly, waved to him, and told him to close the window.

After Assistant Song drove the car out of the 'encirclement', Assistant Jin handed him towels and water, and asked, "What's going on? Are you still panting so badly?"

It was only at this moment that Qiao Qiu realized that he was breathing so loudly that it was scary. After coughing, he said, "...it's all right."

Seeing that Qiao Qiu didn't want to say anything, Assistant Jin didn't force her to ask. She quickly changed the subject and said, "Do you want me to remove your makeup later?"

"No need," Qiao Qiu looked outside, motionless, but he was afraid that his state would frighten his assistant, so he tried to adjust, "Today is really lucky, let me see what the program team gave me."

Qiao Qiu lowered his head, opened the bag containing the cash, put the gold pendant in it, and handed it to the front, saying, "It's not bad, it's worth it."

While driving, Assistant Song asked Assistant Jin to bring the gold for him to bite.Both of them knew that Qiao Qiu wanted to make the atmosphere more relaxed, so they spoke one sentence after another very tacitly.

Assistant Jin heard Assistant Song flattering Qiao Qiu without limit, thinking in surprise, no wonder Qiao Qiu likes this assistant, can it be uncomfortable to be with someone who always praises him?

However, Qiao Qiu didn't seem to be interested either, and Qiao Qiu would speak up only when no one was talking in the car and it seemed a little deserted.

"...Xiao Song," Qiao asked, "Why do so many people ask me about Li Shang today? Why do you ask me what I think of him?"

"..." Assistant Song stepped on the accelerator and overtook the car quickly. Assistant Jin patted him and said, "It's late at night, drive slowly!"

I thought it would divert Qiao Qiu's attention, but Qiao Qiu still said, "It's strange, he is my boss, do I dare to speak ill of him? Now that I know, it's useless to ask."

"..." Assistant Song coughed, and asked, "Master, are you so relieved to hand over all accounts to the PR team? Why don't you go up and take a look yourself?"

Qiao Qiu was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "...I, I might go and have a look when I have time. Didn't I go abroad a few days ago, so I don't have much time."

Assistant Song smiled and said, "Some people say that you and Li Shang are a couple on the Internet, what do you think, master?"

Assistant Jin is sweating. I have never seen Assistant Song speak so bluntly. Qiao Qiu's spouse is quite sensitive. How can he make such a joke?What's more, most of those people on the Internet are jealous of Qiao Qiu's popularity in a movie, and they desperately want to black Qiao Qiu's thighs and take care of his superiors.

In the past, when he followed Li Shang, he could hide it as much as he could.Assistant Jin felt that Assistant Song was doing something very wrong and was a little anxious.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Qiu followed Assistant Song and laughed hahaha. He didn't care, and just said, "Who is so boring."

Assistant Song also responded: "It's too boring, half of what those people say on the Internet has to be broken and thrown into the latrine."

Qiao nodded in agreement and didn't ask further.

Assistant Jin turned his head and looked at Assistant Song, both of them were obviously relieved.Assistant Jin thought,...well, since Assistant Song knows Qiao Qiu better...even if he talks nonsense, he has no choice but to bear with it.

The atmosphere in the car became more relaxed, and Qiao Qiu would deliberately tell some jokes to show that he was in good condition.However, no one knows whether Qiao Qiu is forced to lift his spirits.

When the car drove to the city center, Qiao Qiu suddenly opened his mouth and said, "...take me back to the company first, I have something to deal with."

It's already nine o'clock, what are you doing?Assistant Song and Assistant Jin looked at each other and reached a tacit agreement: no matter, send Qiao Qiu home first.

Qiao Qiu was lying on the bed behind the car with his eyes closed, the blood vessels near his temples were throbbing, making him unable to sleep due to the noise.

After an unknown amount of time, the car finally stopped. Qiao Qiu jumped out of the car and found that he had already arrived at the door of his house.

Qiao Qiu: "..."

Qiao Qiu was silent for a while, adjusted the expression on his face, waved goodbye to his assistant, and said, "I'm going back, you should go back quickly, you've worked hard today."

Assistant Song gave an 'um' and said, "You go in and we'll go back—go, uh..."

The two of them were a little worried.But it soon became clear that there was nothing to worry about.Because Jiang Zhanxin had already opened the door, and watched the three people talking from a distance across the courtyard.

Assistant Song started the engine and said, "Master, go to bed early!"

Qiao Qiu nodded, turned his head, and walked home with heavy steps.

On a December day, the wind howled, through layers of clothing, as if it could blow into a person's bones.

Qiao Qiu walked slowly and stood in front of Jiang Zhanxin.

The orange light came out from the living room, and a warm wind blew on Qiao Qiu's face.

Qiao Qiu lowered his head and looked at Jiang Zhanxin.Jiang Zhanxin looked at him quietly. After a while, he stretched out his hand, hugged Qiao Qiu vigorously, pulled him home, and closed the door.

Keep out all the cold.

They maintained a hugging posture, and Jiang Zhanxin held Qiao Qiu's hand, trying to warm the slightly trembling boy with his own body temperature.

Qiao Qiu was silent for a while, and then said:

"...everybody was congratulating me. I knew someone would love my performance,...some people said my brain was perfect, thanks to my parents for putting me in front of an audience..."

Qiao Qiu laughed a few times, but couldn't even speak because his throat tightened up and down.Qiao Qiu could no longer suppress the trembling of his body.

"...But since I'm so good, why don't they want me?...Why...Why..."

Jiang Zhanxin touched the back of Qiao Qiu's sweat-drenched head, and tried to comfort him, saying, "...you can ask her."

Qiao Qiu shook his head.

Jiang Zhanxin closed his eyes and said, "It's okay, Xiao Qiao... Xiao Qiao."

The tall young man struggled, put his arms around Jiang Zhanxin, and put his whole body on top of him.Qiao Qiu rubbed his head, and pressed his hot cheek against Jiang Zhanxin's neck.