stay in my room

At the end of the entertainment competition, Cheng Juan unsurprisingly ranked the highest in terms of points and firmly secured the championship.

Tim from TSR in North America was the third runner-up, and And from the Korean YU team pressed KAN to take the runner-up.

They spoke harshly and sarcastically excitedly, and the atmosphere of the audience was relaxed and happy. When it was Cheng Juan's turn to give a speech, he changed his style of painting.

Cheng Juan thanked the team, the coach and the captain for their teachings, took a bonus, bowed, and his personal awards ceremony was over.

Extremely perfunctory.

Cheng Juan very naturally froze the enthusiasm of the scene, and the host couldn't laugh or cry in embarrassment.I can only use the highlight highlights of this competition to end, and send the champion, runner-up and third runner-up off the stage.

On the first day of the entertainment competition, Cheng Juan ran away for an interview. After the awards were presented, the reporters grabbed Cheng Juan and kept asking him to death. He wanted to finish all the interviews that Cheng Juan owed.

An interview took almost five or 10 minutes.

If it weren't for the live broadcast on the same frequency, Cheng Juan would have wanted to push the mic to the end a long time ago, and he didn't have the patience to answer so many trivial questions.

Xiao Ruan watched it with his mobile phone, Cheng Juan didn't know how to grasp such a good opportunity to perform, and spoke coldly, just like a god who came down from the altar and felt that ordinary people were unattainable.

Domestic officials will definitely repost this video, and Cheng Juan will definitely be criticized by a large group of people, saying that he is arrogant and rude when he is not interviewed in a foreign country.

Xiao Ruan shook his head and sighed, "Oh."

Can't fix.

Qin Lan smiled beside him until his eyes were bent, "If he wasn't anxious to come back to ask me for credit, he would definitely do a good interview." He couldn't take his eyes off the screen for a frame.

On the screen, Mileage Juan was wearing his team uniform with his ID embroidered on his chest.Behind him was the golden logo background board of the competition, and Cheng Juan sat in it, answering questions in an orderly manner.

Cheng Juan's face was indeed cold, without a smile, and there were traces of boredom in his eyes.

The tight mandible line runs down the neck, outlining a pair of delicate collarbones, and the tattoo on the right collarbone clearly appears in the camera, without any taboo.

If the camera moves and pulls, the tattoo will be more clearly defined.

Qin Lan's eyes throbbed.

Xiao Ruan's scarlet eyes glared, "You evil lady, it's a waste for my money tree to revolve around you every day." You can calculate how much Cheng Juan's worth will increase when he returns to China without breaking his fingers.

To have good looks, to have technology, to have enthusiasm, is simply a good appearance to attract sponsors and talk about endorsements.

But Cheng Juan would be in a lot of trouble if he got involved with Qin Lan, and some things would be out of control.

Xiao Ruan grinned at Qin Lan, feeling that Qin Lan was extremely redundant at this moment.

Cheng Juan was getting more and more impatient in answering the questions, and the answers were simple and to the point, one more word would be a waste of time.

On that face all the time, "You have a few more questions" these bold and enlarged words.Every reporter asked a question, and when Cheng Juan glanced at it, he felt a chill down his spine.

Qin Lan laughed again and again, squinting with interest to watch Cheng Juan doing the interview.

The appearance of being forced to open is so cute.

After the interview, Cheng Juan picked up the peripherals and ran out of the arena. He didn't even go to the lounge to say hello to Chang Ye, and sent a message in the IF group.

[I went to the hospital. 】

Ye Chang and his group were in the lounge preparing to congratulate Cheng Juan on his arrival. When they saw this text message, they got up and went home together. We will talk about it after rest tomorrow.

During this period of time, Cheng Juan's belief was that the sky and the earth are not as big as Qin Lan.

Ye Chang shook his head and sighed, it's really sweet to talk about love like this, but it's a bit too arrogant.

Another day, I have to mention Cheng Juan a little bit. You can't rely on Qin Lan for everything. Qin Lan is a shameless beast, and Cheng Juan is too dangerous.

Is it okay to be eaten to death?

Old E fell at the end of the team, his expression was a little dignified, and his eyes were full of miasma.

Cheng Juan sniped him twice today, and sent him off at the beginning, so neatly that he seemed to be guarding him.

After the game, Ye Chang and two old teammates comforted him, saying that Cheng Juan was not smuggling, let him be careful, and don't hate Cheng Juan for spying on him.

Old E raised his head, and it was pitch black. There were not a single star in the sky, and even the moon's halo was a few wisps overflowing from behind the clouds.

Only he knows why Cheng Juan shot him first in the last two games, because he has a back injury, and Cheng Juan doesn't want him to work too hard.

Can't get the top three, the rankings from the fourth onwards are actually the same.

Cheng Juan said that as long as there are no major problems in the key points, he can mix the game.Unable to insist on speaking directly, Cheng Juan said that he could shoot and let him rest.

During this period of time, Cheng Juan found various reasons to ask him to go to the hospital to accompany him, and to treat him without telling everyone.

Everyone's mentality finally stabilized, and this time may not be able to accept the bad news of "less" one teammate.

The news of the waist injury, besides hitting everyone's hard-to-stabilize state and enthusiasm, what else can it do?

Old E smacked his lips, Cheng Juan silently carried a lot of things.

Xiao Ruan immersed himself in drafting, contacting domestic and foreign countries about the competition process and copywriting, and there was a sound of fast and steady footsteps in the corridor.

Cheng Juan is here.

He closed the work in his hands, and the door was pushed open before the documents were sorted out.

Raising his head and looking at him naturally, Cheng Juan's curly hair on his forehead was a little messy, and his breath was short of breath, as if he had rushed up.

Cheng Juan's gaze fell on the bed, while Xiao Ruan walked towards the bed at the same time, preparing to wake Qin Lan up.

Cheng Juan stopped him softly, "Let him rest, he's tired." He put down the peripherals, poured out a glass of water and drank it up, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Xiao Ruan: "Qin Lan said you came to wake him up..." He was a little afraid to look at Cheng Juan, fearing that Cheng Juan would still remember the grudge for pulling out his earphones in public the day before yesterday, so the corners of his mouth trembled unconsciously.

Cheng Juan glanced at Xiao Ruan, "Let him rest. It's past eleven o'clock. If he didn't participate in the last round, he should have rested."

Cheng Juan walked over to cover and tuck the blanket for Qin, his gentle movements were not the same as the Cheng Juan in Xiao Ruan's image.

The knuckles accidentally touched Qin Lan's jaw, and the temperature of the back of his fingers made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiao Ruan looked at Cheng Juan in front of him, the corners of his mouth trembling.

Opening his sticky throat, he faltered with difficulty: "I'm sorry about that. I unplugged your earphones the day before yesterday..." His eyes moved to the face of the 'true culprit'.

He planned to confess Qin Lan, otherwise he would not dare to deal with Cheng Juan's affairs when he returned to China.Every second is afraid that Cheng Juan will be alone with him, and Cheng Juanqiu will settle the score later.

Cheng Juan predicted what Xiao Ruan was going to say, so he interrupted quickly.

With deep eyebrows and deep eyes, no expression can be seen, "Shh! Don't say it, Qin Lan and I are still having fun, shut up." The ending sound is cute, as if he is saying something interesting from the bottom of his heart.

Xiao Ruan:?

As soon as he turned his head, he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

What did Cheng Juan say?Is he hallucinating?

Xiao Ruan raised his head mechanically, Cheng Juan looked at him and smiled, then lowered his eyes to take Qin Lan into his eyes, his eyes were tender.

But there was a wolf in the depths, accumulating energy and preparing to kill its prey, with a strong murderous aura.

High-end hunters always appear as prey.

Xiao Ruan choked on a breath of cold air and choked back.Fuck, whose routine is this?

Cheng Juan raised his head slowly, "The manager is tired, go back and rest, I'll take care of him." Every word was written in a flat manner without any emotion.

The meaning of expulsion is very impolite.

The corners of Xiao Ruan's mouth trembled, and his chest was oppressed invisible.

He stepped back instinctively, "I'm tired, I'll go back first, you take good care of him." Xiao Ruan glanced at the peaceful Qin Lan, "He..."

Cheng Juan tilted his head, "Huh?"

Xiao Ruan quickly waved his hands, "No, I'm leaving." He picked up the documents and ran out as if fleeing for his life.

The moment the door was closed, Xiao Ruan looked at the bed and thought to himself: Qin Lan, take care of yourself.Cheng Juan is not easy to mess with, he will be responsible for the trouble he caused.

After running downstairs, Xiao Ruan leaned on the wall to pant, wow, it's really scary.

Cheng Juan was obviously smiling just now, but why did he feel the wind blowing?Does he have an infection effect?

Xiao Ruan's pace of walking back was a bit false.

Qin Lan might play off this time.

Then I thought, I can't live by doing my own crimes, and the wicked will be tortured by the wicked.

Cheng Juan rubbed his forehead, left a small night light on, and turned off the rest of the lights.

Qin Lan's eyebrows are much more relaxed.

He collected his clothes and went to the bathroom. After taking a shower, he came out and dragged the chair to the bed.

The sound of chair dragging woke Qin Lan up, and Qin Lan stretched out his hand in a daze to explore.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Come to sleep on the bed, don't lie down beside the bed." Qin Lan felt empty with his hands, and naturally leaned against the bed to leave a place for Cheng Juan.

Cheng Juan let go of the chair to shake his hand, "It's too crowded, you will feel uncomfortable."

The night before yesterday, Qin Lan's legs were hurting but he endured it yesterday. He thought he didn't notice it.

Qin Lan narrowed his eyes, couldn't see clearly, and said with a trembling voice, "Then you go to sleep on that bed, and you can't lie beside my bed."

Both hands hold.

Cheng Juan's palm was hot, the temperature was wrong, he hurriedly leaned over to touch Qin Lan's forehead.

My forehead is also very hot.

Qin Lan raised his hand to grab his wrist, Cheng Juan got up and rang the bell, grabbed Qin Lan's hand behind his back and put it under the quilt, "You have a fever, wait for the doctor to check."

"Huh? I have a fever? I don't feel it." Qin Lan opened his eyes and tilted his head to look out the window. The moonlit night was dark and the treetops were deformed by the wind. The weather didn't look good.

"What time are you going to sleep now?" Qin Lan's voice was abnormally hoarse.

Cheng Juan rubbed his face and said softly, "I'll pour you some water." After turning around, the doctor opened the door and came in.

Doctor: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Juan stepped aside, "He has a fever." Pointing at Qin Lan.

The doctor frowned when he thought of something bad.Qin Lan tested the ear thermometer that he carried with him, it was 39°.

He rang the bell and said that he was preparing intravenous injections for fever and inflammation.

Cheng Juan heard that the corners of his eyebrows were raised, and he wanted to turn on the light to see the doctor. He went around and covered Qin Lan's eyes first, for fear that Qin Lan's eyes would be uncomfortable.

The doctor lifted the quilt, tore off the groin gauze on the inside of Qin Lan's left femoral nerve, and checked the injury.

The corners of Qin Lan's mouth twitched, and his muscles tensed up. Cheng Juan put his palm on his shoulder, comforting him warmly.

After seeing the wound clearly, the doctor gasped. The last thing he wanted to see happened. The wound was inflamed and festering. Fortunately, the situation is not serious at present.

He posted it back, and said seriously to Cheng Juan: "I'll re-sterilize him, and I'll give him two bottles of anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing injections first, and call me anytime if he feels unwell."

Then go get your medicine.

Cheng Juan leaned down, "Whenever you feel uncomfortable, why don't you call the doctor." There was a hint of punishment.

Qin Lan grabbed the quilt and covered her body, "I'm cold." Nuoyin acted like a baby.

Cheng Juan's breath calmed down quickly, and he pulled the quilt for him, and Qin Lan's chaotic emotions followed Qin Lan's peace.

Qin Lan, who was ill, was not in good spirits, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

Cheng Juan barely rested that night. He stared at the medicine all the time, applied a cold towel to Qin Lan to physically cool him down, and took his temperature.

It wasn't until the needle was pulled out at four o'clock that Qin Lan's fever completely subsided, and Cheng Juan wrapped himself in a quilt, sat on a chair, lay down on the edge of the bed, and fell asleep holding his hand.

When Qin Lan woke up in the morning, Cheng Juan tightly clasped his palm again.He followed his somewhat numb perception to see that Cheng Juan's fluffy pink curly hair was piled up beside the bed.

He was hospitalized for 34 days, except for 5 days in the sterile ward, the remaining 29 days Li Chengjuan only slept in the accompanying bed for 4 days, squeezed his bed once in the first two days, and held his hand at his bedside for the remaining 24 days hands fell asleep.

Qin Lan's heart is filled with countless things called happiness and distress.

He stared blankly.

How can such Cheng Juan be held on the tip of my heart so as not to be knocked down?

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thanks for reading.

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