Dodder is super attractive [entertainment circle]

After Secretary Zhao entered the office, he found that Fu Cicheng was looking at the notebook with a serious face, and his fingers were loosely crossed on the table.

And he also found that Fu Cicheng's brows were slowly frowning, as if he had encountered a problem.

Secretary Zhao didn't dare to disturb, and put the iced latte without sugar in his hand on the table and said softly: "There are a lot of meetings recently, Mr. Fu still needs to pay attention to rest and don't be too tired."

Fu Cicheng hummed coldly, pressed the space bar and went to get coffee.

Secretary Zhao was about to leave when he looked up and saw the frozen frame of the video, his expression turned numb.

He didn't slow down until he closed the door of the president's office. He held the doorknob and murmured in a low voice: "Fu...Boss Fu is actually watching Xu Yan's show?"

It seems that he has to change his view of Xu Yan... Unexpectedly, the other party is quite important.

Fu Cicheng picked up the coffee and took a sip. After putting it down, he took out a tissue to wipe his water-stained fingertips, and casually looked at the handsome young man on the screen.

Then tap the keyboard with the index finger and increase the volume.

The libretto was broadcast like this: "I saw her tears wet her pale pear face, but I saw her sad and light willow waist. It's rare for her to weep blood. Cao Exiao, why do you want to hold Xizijiao?"

His mother liked to watch operas, so Fu Cicheng also watched them, and it just so happened that The Story of the West Chamber was one of them.

Not long after the video was played, his personal phone rang.

Fu Cicheng watched the video with his eyes and ignored it.

But soon, the second call rang.

Xu Yan came to Baichuan's hospital for the second time, and there was no change in the plants and trees here, which may have something to do with the time being not far away.

He sent a message to Bai Chuan in advance, so the person responsible for seeing him this time is Bai Chuan.

There were only two staff members who accompanied Xu Yan, and the others had to continue recording the show, so they didn't come.

Bai Chuan was still wearing his white coat, scratching the medical records with a copy he got from nowhere, and said to the two people: "The soft tissue is injured, the patient needs to recuperate for three days, and after that he can't exercise vigorously."

The two staff members looked at each other, and one of them took the initiative to ask Xu Yan, "Mr. Xu, will the next recording be suspended for three days?"

Xu Yan's smile was a bit far-fetched, and he softened his voice and said, "I'm fine, I don't have much time left. I'll stay here for a day today, and I'll go back and continue recording tomorrow."

The two staff members are heartbroken, they are too motivated!

"You probably have a lot of work, you can just go back and get busy, but it's enough for me to have an assistant watching over me."

After the two staff members left, Xu Yan called He Dong away as well, under the other's reluctant gaze.

Suddenly, only Bai Chuan and Xu Yan were left in the ward.

Bai Chuan sat on the chair next to him, watched all of Xu Yan's actions, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked, "So why are you pretending to be hurt?"

Seeing Bai Chuan's expression, Xu Yan knew what Bai Chuan was thinking. He patted his leg and said, "It's just going along with the flow, of course it's useful."

When he heard the knock on the door, he pointed to the direction of the door and said, "Please open the door for me, and send some ice cubes if it is convenient. After all, you must be injured and need cold compresses."

Seeing the other party smiling like a flower, Bai Chuan nodded and got up.

When he walked towards the door, he turned his head and looked at Xu Yan again, and found that the other party's smile hadn't diminished in the slightest.I always feel weird in my heart, and some different emotions are fermenting.

And when Xu Yan looked at a person, only that person remained in those phoenix eyes, which were born with affectionate eyes.

He retracted his eyes, feeling that he was a little abnormal, and quickened his pace to open the door of the ward.

When he saw the man outside the door, Bai Chuan's expression flashed with surprise, he seemed to understand what Xu Yan was waiting for.

The man standing outside the door was wearing a three-piece suit with a touch of ambergris on his body. Just standing there could attract everyone's attention and was full of charm.

Bai Chuan recognized that it was Fu Cicheng, but his face couldn't get better for some reason, and he said in a bad tone: "The patient is inside."

After he finished speaking, he brushed past Fu Cicheng, and the mirror reflected light for a moment.

Fu Cicheng reached out and patted the non-existent dust on his shoulders. The hostile doctor made his lips tighten into a straight line.

Xu Yan watched Fu Cicheng enter, and said, "Doctor Bai may be a little tired today."

The person who heard the words didn't express his opinion, but closed his eyes and straightened the cufflinks on his cuffs.

Secretary Zhao followed Fu Cicheng, and Secretary Zhao put a bunch of pale pink gladiolus on his bedside.

Xu Yan was attracted by the fragrance of the flowers, turned his head to glance, and inadvertently noticed Secretary Zhao's overly gentle smile.

She was a little more attentive than the first time they met, what happened, sex change?

Secretary Zhao put down the flowers and left the room, closing the door gently.

As soon as he left, the room was completely silent, and there was no other sound.

Fu Cicheng stared at Xu Yan's face for a few seconds, "It seems that your condition is not as bad as you said on the phone."

After speaking, he turned around and left directly.

"Wait a minute." Xu Yan's words made Fu Cicheng pause, and then he said in a somewhat lonely voice: "Can you give me some medicine before leaving?"

Xu Yan met Fu Cicheng's scrutinizing gaze, his eyes were wet, like innocent herbivores.

"why me?"

"Because there's no one else."

Fu Cicheng still had doubts on his face, at this time Bai Chuan came over with a small bucket of ice cubes and a small bottle of medicinal oil.

"I need a cold compress, and then apply medicinal oil." Bai Chuan's words were very concise, and then he seemed to be busy with other things, coming and going in a hurry.

Fu Cicheng looked down at the things in his hands, and then placed them on the bedside table next to the hospital bed.

Immediately afterwards, he was about to reach out to ring the call bell, apparently intending to call the nurse.

Xu Yan reached out and pressed his wrist, looked up at him and said, "I don't like people touching me."

When he raised his head, his white and fragile neck was exposed to Fu Cicheng's eyes. His eyes fell on Xu Yan's hand, and he slowly withdrew it.

Xu Yan watched Fu Cicheng start to move, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

The other party seemed to be finishing work, his movements were steady without stopping, and his expression was meticulous, rolling up the trouser legs of his hospital gown.

The skin on the straight and slender legs is white and shiny, and they are born without body hair and look very smooth.

Fu Cicheng took ice cubes and began to apply ice on his legs, his expression was exactly the same as when he was typing on the notebook, and there was no distraction in his eyes.

A deep and lazy voice sounded in the quiet room, "It doesn't look like there is any sign of injury."

Fu Cicheng's hand didn't touch him, only ice cubes touched his skin. At the beginning, Xu Yan felt very uncomfortable because of the coolness, but after getting used to it, his perception seemed to be numb.

"Doctor Bai said that the strain is not particularly serious and there will be no bruises."

Fu Cicheng didn't express his position, just said: "Lie down."

It turned out that side A was over, and it was time to switch to side B.

After hearing the words, Xu Yan turned over to facilitate Fu Cicheng's ice compress. He rested his head on his arm, and could only see the straight silhouette of the other party sitting on the chair.

The movements are graceful, rigid and polite.

The warm skin was soaked cold again, Xu Yan was a little tired and closed his eyes, and then he felt fingertips touching his skin.

According to common sense, it should feel numb, but it may be because it is too cold that the heat of Fu Cicheng becomes clearer.

His attention began to follow the smooth and warm fingertips that were stained with medicated oil, and he buried his face in his arms, only to feel that the heat was still spreading to his face, and his skin began to burn.

He had always thought that he was thick-skinned, but he never thought that there would be times when he would be shy.

Obviously his purpose was not like this, but this kind of contact was different from what he imagined, it was too intimate, which made him feel uncomfortable without such experience.

A little itchy, a little hot, and a little comforting, and even want to sleep.

He just blushed and started drowsy...

"Turn back." Fu Cicheng's voice sounded again.

Xu Yan's consciousness was half a beat behind, and when he realized it, he gave a low hum and turned back cooperatively.

Fu Cicheng looked very serious when he lowered his eyes, and his subordinates were also very careful. After putting the medicine on the table, he put the bottle on the table, took out a tissue and wiped his fingers repeatedly, stood up and said, "How much do you have?" Unknown secret."

After returning to the Guangming program group of Peking Opera, Xu Yan found out that his roommate had changed. Song Ming volunteered to apply for another roommate. Of course, no one stopped him, and he readily agreed.

In the following time, they still took the time to rehearse. Song Ming did not slow down his work in this matter, but was quite active. Maybe it was because he still didn't want to leave the stage.

I don't want to lose to Xu Yan either.

In this case, it's time to take the stage in the blink of an eye.

Backstage, Xu Yan started to put on makeup. What was more special this time was that he started to hook his face.

Covering his handsome facial features, he looked solemn.

He also changed into a costume with black and white water patterns, an exquisite helmet, and two long and airy feathers.

When standing there, there is an aura of not getting angry.

Song Ming, on the other hand, was wearing a silver embroidered dragon pattern gown, somewhat similar to Xu Yan's.

What they are going to perform today is - the battle of the river god.