When Song Xingqiao saw the smiling Shi Jiannian standing in front of her, her shock could not be described in words.

It has been two weeks since the news of the other leading actors was discussed last time, and Song Xingqiao has also trained in the crew for more than two weeks.

The two weeks of martial arts training has been really hard. Song Xingqiao has suffered a lot in the past two weeks, from having no foundation to being able to barely perform a set of coherent movements.

Song Xingqiao almost fell asleep these days due to the full training sessions and inevitable bumps and bumps, not in the mood to think about other things, not even the latest candy from "Mengsi Guangnian".

Shi Jiannian stood next to Director Yang, greeted the martial arts performers one by one, and finally turned to Song Xingqiao.

Song Xingqiao was still walking on horseback at that time, and when she saw the figure that Director Yang brought in, she felt that she might have made a mistake.

Until Director Yang brought Shi Jiannian up to Song Xingqiao, cleared his throat, "Xiao Song performed well today, ahem, let me introduce you, this is the actor of Yangzhou in this play, Teacher Shi Shi Jiannian."

Song Xingqiao's throat was dry, he forgot that he was still walking, and couldn't speak.

After two weeks of martial arts training, Song Xingqiao looked even thinner. The daily training consumed a lot of physical strength and water, and he didn't look as energetic as before, but fortunately, his face was very rosy and his eyes were still clear.

After looking up and down, Shi Jiannian breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and smiled brightly, "Where are you going to do eight hundred backflips?"

Swallowing his saliva and blinking his eyes, Song Xingqiao finally realized how stupid the bold words he made before were in Shi Jiannian's eyes.

In the past two weeks, there is no formal training involving backflips. They are all training on basic skills and swordsmanship.So eight hundred backflips... Song Xingqiao could only admit defeat.

"May I... turn it over in my heart?" Song Xingqiao blinked her eyes, her tone pitiful.

Shi Jiannian nodded slightly, "Yes, but I need my permission."

In the evening, Xiaoshu heard that Shi Jiannian was really going to play Yangzhou, and she, who had always regarded herself as a worker, also started to be angry with the boss, "Hahahaha, let me just say, Boss Xingqiao, I knew we should gamble of."

Xiao Wu on the side became excited, "I still have a chance, is Xing Xing a bet or not? Yang Yueling must be played by She Xiayao?"

Song Xingqiao looked calm, "Gambling is not good."

Although he knew in his heart that the possibility of She Xiayao playing Yang Yueling was even less likely than that of Shi Jiannian playing Yangzhou.But after experiencing what happened to Shi Jiannian, Song Xingqiao felt that nothing was impossible.

After all, I'm going to play against Shi Jiannian?

which means...

Unconsciously, Song Xingqiao thought of the fan portrait, quietly stained his face pink, and did not participate in the heated discussion between Xiao Shu and Wu.

"Xing Xing, why didn't you speak suddenly? And why did your face turn red?" Xiao Wu looked suspicious.

Song Xingqiao pretended to be calm, "Light problem."

It was night and they were sitting in a hotel room, which could of course be explained by the lighting problem.

Xiao Shu was about to give Song Xingqiao some medicine. Martial arts training inevitably bumped into bumps. Song Xingqiao also suffered a lot of injuries these days, but they were all minor incidents. He didn't hurt his muscles and bones, so he didn't go to the hospital.But afraid of affecting the subsequent training, Xiao Shu would apply the medicine to Song Xingqiao's inconvenient places after going down to patrol every day, and massage his waist by the way.

Xiao Shu unscrewed the cap of the safflower oil bottle, Song Xingqiao lay on the sofa, lifted the back of his T-shirt up, ready to accept Xiao Shu's hot hands to destroy the flowers.Xiao Shu has some skills in his hands, and his hands are very strong. Every time, he devotes himself to rubbing away all kinds of bruises on Song Xingqiao's body.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and before Song Xingqiao could stop it, Xiao Wu, who was eating an apple, trotted and opened the door.

"Teacher Shi?"

When Xiao Wu's surprised voice reached Song Xingqiao's ears, Song Xingqiao lifted up his clothes and laid down on the sofa.

Jumping up from the sofa, his butt accidentally hit the cabinet next to him, causing Song Xingqiao to grin his teeth in pain.

Shi Jiannian also saw the initial posture of the two of them and Song Xingqiao's current appearance through Xiao Wu.

The clothes on the waist have not been completely put down, revealing the looming vest line, the cold white and delicate waist skin is so white that it reflects against the black T-shirt, the hair is tied behind the head, and the face is flushed.

The skin on the waist was delicate and white, and Shi Jiannian couldn't look away, "Can I come in?"

"Of course you can," Xiao Wu said while letting Shi Jiannian in, and closed the door.

"My assistant is giving me medicine." Standing straight, Song Xingqiao watched Shi Jiannian walk in front of her, unavoidably a little nervous.

"Oh~ are you injured again?" Shi Jiannian stared at Song Xingqiao's waist, his eyes were dim.

Following Shi Jiannian's line of sight, he found that the end point of his line of sight was his waist. Song Xingqiao froze for a moment, and tidied up the hem of his clothes in a panic, "It's not a big deal, just some bumps and bumps. It's all good."

The cold white skin and vest line were covered by the black T-shirt, Shi Jiannian's eyes flashed with pity, then he raised his eyes and said quietly, "These days, are the medicines given to you by the assistant?"

"No, it's all done by Boss Xingqiao himself. I just rubbed some bruises for her." Xiao Shu put down the safflower oil in her hand and explained quickly.

Looking at Xiao Shu behind Shi Jiannian, Song Xingqiao was slightly taken aback, and nodded, "Some places are inconvenient to take medicine by yourself, please ask Xiao Shu to help me."

Shi Jiannian bit his lower lip, and turned around hesitantly, "Well... sorry, I have something to say to Xing Xing..."

Xiao Wu immediately understood Shi Jiannian's meaning, "Yeah, okay, let's go back to the room first." After finishing speaking, he took Xiao Shu away quickly.

Song Xingqiao looked puzzled, why did Shi Jiannian want her?

Shi Jiannian curled his lips into a smile, and said softly, "I'll watch you do [-] backflips."

……

Didn't you say that you can turn it over in your heart?Why did it suddenly come true?

Song Xingqiao panicked at once, and his voice was a little guilty, "Didn't you say that you can not turn it over?"

Shi Jiannian's eyes were burning, and he sat down on the sofa beside Song Xingqiao, "I mean I need my permission, and...you said you were turning it in your heart? When did you stop turning it?"

Not daring to look directly at the people next to her, Song Xingqiao stared at the safflower oil on the table in front of her, and said cautiously, "I'm still injured..."

Also, no one taught her how to do a mental backflip.

Of course, I dare not say the latter sentence.

"Oh, do you need me to apply the medicine for you?" Shi Jiannian stretched out two fingers and poked Song Xingqiao's wound where he hadn't had time to apply the medicine just now.

Accompanied by a slight sting, Song Xingqiao felt the coolness of Shi Jiannian's fingers through the T-shirt, and took two steps to the side, "No...no need, I'll just wait...to come by myself."

"Why do you stand there all the time? I'm too tired talking to you. Come sit down."

Shi Jiannian's lazy voice came from the side, Song Xingqiao moved stiffly, moved slowly, and sat down next to Shi Jiannian with an empty seat.

"Puchi...why are you so nervous, I won't eat you." Shi Jiannian laughed, and moved a seat, sitting next to Song Xingqiao, his eyes moved down, staring at Song Xingqiao's smooth jawline.

Shi Jiannian really wouldn't eat her, but the other party wanted her to do [-] backflips——

Song Xingqiao swallowed quietly, ignoring the direct stares of the people around her, turned to look at Shi Jiannian, and tried to maintain a natural tone, "I... am not nervous, you came to see me, you don't really come to see I did a backflip."

"It was originally, but now, I'm here to give you medicine." Shi Jiannian looked away, turned around and picked up the bottle of safflower oil on the table.

Asking Shi Jiannian to give her medicine, Song Xingqiao felt a little indescribable now.

The idol who has liked for many years is standing in front of her at this moment, smiling, holding safflower oil in his hand, saying that he will give her medicine.

No matter how you look at it, the atmosphere is a bit weird.

But seeing Shi Jiannian's actions and eyes at this time, it seems that she has no possibility of refusing.

Song Xingqiao pursed her lips and tried to refuse, "I can do it myself."

"But I don't want you to come by yourself, and I don't want your assistant to come." Shi Jiannian leaned over, approached the sofa, and looked down at Song Xingqiao who was sitting upright. His eyes were burning, his voice was gentle, and his usually gentle tone was a little sexy at the moment. hoarse.

Song Xingqiao's body was stiff and she raised her eyes, not knowing how to answer.

She didn't understand what Shi Jiannian meant...

Shi Jiannian stood quietly in front of Song Xingqiao, his expression was still smiling, but his expression was serious, and the color of his delicate lipstick looked even brighter against the warm light of the hotel.

Song Xingqiao's heart beat fast, her fingers clenched tightly, she moved her slightly astringent throat, and lowered her head in agreement.

Lie on the sofa by herself, obediently lifted up the hem of her clothes, the movements were smooth and natural, as if the person who was stiff and straight just now was not her.

But Song Xingqiao's hot and red ears and her face that was about to be buried in the sofa had already betrayed her nervousness at this moment.

Unable to see the movements and expressions of the people behind him, Song Xingqiao lifted his hands from under his body, slowly opened his left hand, and casually pointed in the direction he remembered, "Here...should...there should be gloves."

The gloves were used by Xiaoshu to apply medicine to Song Xingqiao.

A muffled voice came, presumably Shi Jiannian put on gloves, and a clear and provocative voice came into Song Xingqiao's ears from behind, "Ah, the glove was accidentally torn, it should be fine."

My mind paused, and the hand pointing in the direction froze suddenly. Just as I was about to say something, a provocative voice sounded behind me again, "Forget it, I can just get started~"

Song Xingqiao's mind was buzzing, and he still wanted to struggle, "There should be... there are other gloves."

……

After a moment of silence, the lazy voice resounded in the room,

"But gloves are uncomfortable."

The word "hand" in the voice was softened, and Song Xingqiao almost bounced off the sofa.

The author has something to say: he is too good at it, Nian Nian is really good at it, I think Song Xingqiao can really do [-] backflips in his heart.

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