After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

The noisy dressing room became very quiet for a moment, and only then did everyone notice that Qiao Zhihuan had already left at some point, leaving only a faint smell of him in the air, which was the ocean fragrance mixed with cloves.

Ye Cike heard a low voice from the students beside him.

A man knows a man, he knows that there is no malice in that sentence, it is just an exclamation before disarming and surrendering.

But that didn't stop him from being uncomfortable.

He just wanted to look back, but the speaker had already disappeared into the crowd.

The profiteer stood on the other side, looked at him with a smile, and held his heart for an exaggerated beat.

Ye Cike waved his hand: "Nothing."

The profiteer just laughed, but didn't expose it.

A profiteer is a pretty smart guy.Some people hate getting along with smart people, and always find it uncomfortable to be seen through by others, but Ye Cike likes it very much.

At least now, if he doesn't say anything, profiteers won't ask questions, and he doesn't need to explain, so it's not tiring at all.

The profiteer put his shoulders on his shoulders and walked in: "Understood. Teacher Ye and I are both determined men."

Suddenly a sentence came from behind: "Profitable businessman!"

Qiao Zhihuan turned back at some point, and stood at the door, pointing his finger at the profiteer.

The profiteer immediately turned around, very doggy: "Come on!"

Ye Cike snorted coldly, and flicked his collar: "It's really determined."

Not long after the profiteer left, he suddenly received a message from the profiteer: "Where did you get the romantic debt?"

He glanced at it, but didn't return.

After the recording, Ye Cike was not very comfortable. It was already after [-] o'clock in the evening when the recording ended. He didn't even wait for the profiteer, and went back to the room directly.

The door opened, and Ye Cike keenly sensed something was wrong.

Qiao Zhihuan carried something and rang the doorbell for the third time, but there was still no answer.

If he hadn't seen Ye Cike go in with his own eyes, he would have thought there was no one in the room.

Should something happen?

There was a sudden movement in his heart, from the light doorbell to a hard knock on the door.

Knocking on the door really worked, and a faint sentence came from inside: "Want the lamp?"

Welcome to the lamp?who?

At this moment, the door of the room opened suddenly, and a fluffy thing rushed towards him. Qiao Zhihuan caught it suddenly with quick eyes and hands.

The touch in his hand was warm and soft, and Qiao Zhihuan saw clearly what was in his arms: "Why is it you!"

"why you."

Ye Cike leaned against the door and lowered his eyes to look at him.

"What movement?"

"Did I hear the cat meow?"

A few curious heads protruded from the corridor. Before anyone else found what was in his arms, Qiao Zhihuan quickly squeezed into the room, turned around and closed the door.

If this little kitty is discovered by other students, it will definitely be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and it will be bald all night.

"Isn't this the little three flower on the top of the church that day?" Qiao Zhihuan rubbed the tip of her nose on the cat's forehead affectionately, then turned her head and smiled at Ye Cike, "Are you raising it secretly?"

Ye Cike said coldly: "Break into the house and burglary."

Qiao Zhihuan swept the floor, there was a crack in the closet, all kinds of ham sausages and biscuits were turned over all over the floor, a pile of criminal evidence.

He followed the trail of the crime, opened the closet, and his eyes lit up: "Ms. Ye, you have a lot of snacks!"

Ye Cike raised his forehead, co-authored that this was a stray cat that did not drive away, but attracted another one.

Since going to the island, Qiao Zhihuan has been eating salad steak and soba noodles every day, and his mouth is almost tasteless. Now, if he is given a bucket of instant noodles, it is also a delicacy.

He was drooling at the closet full of snacks when someone patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing eating this, come here."

After 3 minutes, Qiao Zhihuan was shocked: "Why doesn't our room have a kitchen?!"

"It's written in the contract." Ye Cike took out a lettuce ball from the refrigerator and roughly tore open the package, "I'm used to eating it by myself."

"why?"

This question was quickly answered.

Ye Cike took out his godfather, Fan, and cut vegetables neatly and cleanly, from lettuce to purple cabbage, then cucumbers, red kidney beans... everything that could be cut neatly, cut into one centimeter square size.

Really tricky.

Qiao Zhihuan looked around and was a little puzzled: "Is there no meat?"

Ye Cike didn't speak, and took out a piece of chicken breast and threw it on the scale. The kitchen scale accurately read: 250g.

He glanced at the sign, and cut off another slice with great precision.

The more Qiao Zhihuan watched, the more she collapsed: "Are you eating such a big meal by yourself?"

"It's not me." Ye Cike corrected him, "It's me and you."

After finishing speaking, the chicken breast was divided into two evenly.

Ye Cike is simply not human. His salad meat is small, and he does not put any sauces such as olive oil, salad dressing, sesame sauce, etc. Qiao Zhihuan is picky and sighs when he eats.

"Ms. Ye." Qiao Zhihuan sighed at a piece of broccoli, "You really don't have any fun in life if you eat so much. You might as well let me eat instant noodles."

Ye Cike paused inexplicably: "This is healthy."

Qiao Zhihuan gave a wry smile and didn't answer.

Ye Cike thought for a while, took the serving chopsticks and gave him the untouched fried chicken breast on the tray, without saying a word.

Qiao Zhihuan glanced at the remaining meat on the tray.

Ye Cike immediately added another three yuan.

Seeing that Qiao Zhihuan was still silent, he simply pushed the small tray containing the chicken breast towards Qiao Zhihuan: "Eat it. It's just for midnight snack, I'm not used to eating too much."

Qiao Zhihuan burst out laughing: "Why are you following my wink!"

Ye Cike held the bowl and didn't speak for two seconds.

He returned Ye Cike's plate of chicken breast to the original owner: "I'm kidding you! Look at your muscle mass, how can you not eat any protein, give it."

The two of them were still giving in, when a flash flashed in front of their eyes, the three-flowered kitten quickly made a move, turned around and ran away with a piece in its mouth.

Qiao Zhihuan shook her head helplessly: "It's cheaper for her."

After the meal, Qiao Zhihuan was ashamed to eat other people's food for nothing, so she volunteered to do the dishes.

When he came out humming a song, he suddenly found Ye Cike sitting on the sofa, looking solemnly at the bag he brought. Hearing the sound, Ye Cike slowly raised his head and gave him a look in disbelief.

"Ah, you found out by yourself, so you don't have to take it out."

Qiao Zhihuan sat down beside him, but Ye Cike was overly nervous, his back was obviously tense.

Qiao Zhihuan thought he was uncomfortable: "It's hard, isn't it? Actually, I planned to come to you on the first stage day, but there were too many things going on, so it dragged on until today."

Ye Cike asked bluntly, "Do you know what this is?"

"I know." Qiao Zhihuan had a strange expression on his face, "I asked someone to buy it for me!"

Ye Cike was speechless, and only used his fingers to gently push the bag out: "Let's... have a heart-to-heart talk first."

Qiao Zhihuan doesn't quite understand this. To set the bones, you need to talk about it first?

How afraid of pain this person is.

"Okay." Qiao Zhihuan suddenly grabbed his shoulders, and the other person froze, "Let's talk first."

His palm slid down Ye Cike's shoulder: "Where does Teacher Ye want to talk about? How about talking about injuries?"

Ye Cike immediately closed his eyes, his eyelashes were trembling because of too much force.

"Tell me? You must have been injured before." Qiao Zhihuan's hand had already slid to his forearm along the muscle line.

Ye Cike took a deep breath: "I..."

In an instant, Qiao Zhihuan took advantage of his unpreparedness, folded his arm, squeezed his elbow and exerted force upwards, and heard a "click" at the shoulder joint, Qiao Zhihuan immediately let go: "How is it, does it hurt? You Quickly move around and see if it feels better."

Ye Cike looked at him in surprise.

"What are you looking at? You won't... the first time to set your bones?"

"Bone-setting?"

Qiao Zhihuan nodded: "Otherwise what do you think it is?"

Ye Cike's gaze suddenly fell on the bag he brought over, with an unnatural expression on his face.

Combined with his previous performance, Qiao Zhihuan suddenly realized.

There must be something wrong with this oil!

When a profiteer sold it to him, he wondered why good massage oils were all in Thai, and he couldn't even understand the efficacy.

Qiao Zhihuan coughed lightly, and tried to bring the topic back: "Your left shoulder has been hurt for a long time."

Ye Cike stroked his left shoulder. After the pain passed, his right shoulder really relaxed a lot, as if the burden of the past few months suddenly disappeared out of thin air: "How did you find out?"

"The Envoy of the Deer," Qiao Zhihuan replied.

The performance of "Making the Deer" is like screaming and twisting to the point of dying. Undoubtedly, this extreme emotion is very contagious. Unfortunately, the audience screamed and cheered in shock, and no one noticed " The Pain Notable in Making a Deer.

"...Also, I heard from Wei Ling that you haven't appeared on stage for a long time, and you haven't had any new dance drama works for a long time. Did you encounter any difficulties?"

Ye Cike lowered his eyebrows and didn't answer.

"Ye Cike...I don't mean to accuse you. I don't know why you gave up dance drama, why you quit Jingyi, and why you came here. It's a bit inexplicable to say these all of a sudden, but I think , You must have your own reasons for making these decisions, and it must not be easy."

"Here, this is for you."

Qiao Zhihuan stuffed something hard into his palm, and when he spread it out, it turned out to be a brightly colored candy.

Qiao Zhi smiled happily and looked into his eyes: "The more difficult it is, the more you should let yourself take a breather."

"You don't even eat sauce. Such a self-disciplined person should not eat sugar, but someone told me that this is not sugar, but the sunset of the Mediterranean. It is the most beautiful and romantic thing in the world. Everyone should see the sunset."

With that said, he got up and went to the window, and opened the heavy curtains with a swish.

At that moment, the golden light was shining.

Ye Cike raised his hand to cover the glaring light, and after getting used to it, he gradually moved away his palm.

The clouds are both thick and light, being pushed away by the sea breeze.

The gorgeous light dipped on the edge of the clouds, creating a rose color all over the sky.

The sunset was in front of his eyes, and the warm wind was in his ears. He floated up and down on the edge of the cold, and was suddenly pulled into the hot summer.

Qiao Zhihuan stood in front of the sunset, and took root in his depths.

Just like haze, delicate and moving.

At this time, there was a very light knock on the door, piercing the warm atmosphere in the room: "Lao Ye! Who's here?"

Qiao Zhihuan's face changed suddenly, he opened the door suddenly, and cracked his joints with a smile: "Professor, what the hell did you sell to me?"