The male god put me on the hot search again [Rebirth]

"For some reason, I'm having trouble sleeping, so I came here to take a shower." Pei Mingxuan didn't go into the bathroom, and leaned on the cabinet to talk to himself, "The water flow of the shower in the room is too small, so it's not as comfortable as here."

In fact, he was peeking at the dormitory window, seeing that He Yuhuan had returned, so he waited in the public bathroom.

"Well...the shower here is really comfortable." He Yuhuan looked at Pei Mingxuan's legs from under the cabinet door.

Why doesn't he take a shower? There is a small cubicle in the bathroom. As long as Pei Mingxuan goes in, he can take a shower with peace of mind.

"Yuhuan, can you do me a favor?" Pei Mingxuan poked his head out from behind the cabinet door.

Actor Pei's voice was pleasant and magnetic, and with the reverberation from the bathroom, it went straight into people's hearts.

He Yuhuan's heart was broken, and he nodded hastily.

"It's all floor tiles here. It's not convenient for me to use a cane. It's so late, and it's not easy to wake up Xiao Luo." Pei Mingxuan smiled apologetically, "You came just in time, could you please help me?"

"D-Of course." He Yuhuan closed the door of the cupboard, a little hesitant about how to hold it securely without letting himself think too much.

Before he could come up with a plan, Pei Mingxuan put his arms around his shoulders: "Thank you, let's take the outermost room."

He Yuhuan helped him into the small cubicle, Pei Mingxuan let go, and instead supported the handrail beside the partition: "Can I trouble you to help me out later?"

"No problem." He Yuhuan didn't dare to stay for a moment, didn't know where to put his eyes, hurriedly closed the door for him, took off his clothes in a hurry, and rushed into a cubicle.

It's okay, okay... At least he won't be so embarrassed when he changes into his clothes later and helps Pei Mingxuan.

He Yuhuan adjusted the temperature of the water to be cooler, because Pei Nanshen's hug just now made his shoulders still hot.

His head froze, completely unaware of what he planned to do if he didn't show up and Yingying Pei had no one to help him.

He Yuhuan subconsciously chose the cubicle next to Pei Mingxuan, fearing that he would be called out if something happened. Hearing the synchronized sound of water on both sides, he began to regret this decision again.

The impact of the scene just now was too great, and with the sound of rushing water, it kept rushing into his mind, He Yuhuan slightly lowered his head, and seeing his spirited little brother, he covered his face in despair.

How to do?

Or rinse with cold water?

But the public performance will be in two days. If a cold affects the performance, it is not a joke, and even if it disappears for a while, it is very likely that he will look up again when he faces Yingying Pei who is out of the bath.

The change of clothes he brought was a set of pajamas made of smooth materials. If he really raised his head, it would not be able to cover it at all, and he would definitely set up a tent, and he would be humiliated.

I can only solve it...

He Yuhuan weighed it over and over again, turned on the water flow to the maximum, and gently leaned against the partition.

The male god was next door, closed his eyes, and his hearing became clearer. The sound of the water was mixed with the sudden splashing sound, which was the sound of water rushing on his body and falling on the floor tiles and partitions.

"Yuhuan."

Pei Mingxuan's bewitching voice seemed to be heard in his ears, as if he had heard it countless times in dreams.

"Yuhuan?"

He Yuhuan finally realized that it wasn't an auditory hallucination, trembling all over, looking at the babies in his hand being carried away by the water, he hastily blocked it with his feet, to prevent the naughty little things from running to the next door, and moved his feet to sweep to the water outlet on his side.

"Ah?" He Yuhuan hurriedly responded, his voice a little rough.

"How are you doing?"

Pei Mingxuan stayed up a few nights ago, his leg hurt a little, he went to the hospital for reexamination two days ago, the doctor asked him to pay attention to rest, and last time he only taught one group, the director had some criticisms, this time he can only be polite Once in the water, the time to come to He Yuhuan's group was much less.

"It's okay." He Yuhuan washed his hands clean, rinsed them hastily, turned off the water, dried them, and trotted to the locker room in one go.

As soon as he put on his clothes, he felt that this action seemed to be urging Pei Mingxuan, which seemed inappropriate.

Just thinking about it, the sound of water in the inner compartment stopped.

He Yuhuan waited silently, and not long after, Pei Mingxuan's call came from the other end.

"Here we come." He Yuhuan straightened his clothes and trousers in a pretentious manner, and trotted to the cubicle.

"The bathroom floor is slippery, walk slowly." Pei Mingxuan naturally put his arms around He Yuhuan's shoulders as before.

Pei Mingxuan dressed slowly, while He Yuhuan was blowing his hair while peeking at the long legs under the closet.

"Yuhuan." Pei Mingxuan yelled just after the hair dryer was turned off, and he had just put on his clothes.

He Yuhuan thought that he was going to leave, and he was mentally prepared to continue being hugged by the male god.However, Pei Mingxuan took a pain-relieving plaster and compared it to his wrist: "This brand has a better effect and less damage to the skin."

He Yuhuan stared blankly at the male god tearing off the plaster, and held his wrist for a while, and then put the plaster on evenly when the skin was warmed up: "It's good to train hard, but it's too late."

"Thank you, Teacher Pei." He Yuhuan nodded woodenly, already dazed by the male god's thoughtfulness.

Pei Mingxuan hugged him again: "Going away?"

He Yuhuan felt as if a pot of charcoal had been burned in his heart, hotter than the plaster on his wrist. He helped him to the door of the bathroom, but Pei Mingxuan stopped and let go: "Go back and rest."

"I'll take you back." He Yuhuan didn't leave.

Pei Mingxuan picked up the gentleman's stick placed by the bathroom door, and raised his hand: "I can go back by myself."

When He Yuhuan came here, his eyes were sleepy, and he really didn't notice the gentleman's stick leaning against the door.

Pei Mingxuan suddenly raised his hand and ruffled He Yuhuan's fluffy hair: "Go back to sleep, He Xiaochu."

He Yuhuan's heart exploded immediately.

He went back to the dormitory happily and lay on the bed when he suddenly remembered——

Nanshen Pei didn't blow his hair!

Two days before Ergong's recording, four instructors gathered to review the players' training results in groups.

Through these few days of practice, He Yuhuan's cartwheels are already very standard and neat, and basically he is less likely to make mistakes.

The instructors sat apart in front of the mirror wall, and after warming up and getting ready, they stood at their initial positions.

The music sounded, and the seven of them had already mastered the singing and dancing, and the A section was over, except for Wei Xiao's little note, which was perfect.

After He Yuhuan sang the opera part in section B, Ni Fei whispered: "This group is the vocal ceiling."

As the C position, Hu Chuanxin made a powerful jump to complete the move from the last to the front.

Song Ke smiled smugly: "Dancing is also the ceiling."

The chorus of section B ended, and He Yuhuan and Yuan Fei staggered from the center of the rear, each facing the other side, with their hands resting on the ground.

Perfect cartwheel.

He Yuhuan was a little proud. Although he didn't look in the mirror, he could feel that this was the most beautiful flip he had done during practice.

But only halfway through.

Before the feet were fully planted, He Yuhuan was startled to feel that the soles of his feet did not feel flat. The center of gravity of the whole body had already shifted to the feet, and it was too late to adjust.

The sole of the foot slanted with the slope under the foot, and the ankle twisted a terrible arc.

With two bangs, He Yuhuan and Miao Zhiming fell to the ground almost at the same time.

The four instructors stood up abruptly.

The few people standing in front also saw the accident from the mirror wall—Miao Zhiming made a mistake in walking too far forward, and one foot happened to be on He Yuhuan's foothold.

"I'm sorry!" Miao Zhiming rubbed his butt and stood up by himself, apparently there was nothing wrong with it.

He Yuhuan's ankle hurt like a tear. He tried it, but he couldn't exert any strength at all. He sat on the ground and couldn't get up for a while.

The team members and instructors all gathered around.

Pei Mingxuan didn't even use a gentleman's stick, but rushed to the front and gently touched He Yuhuan's ankle under his socks: "It's swollen, take it to the hospital."

"It's not that serious..." He Yuhuan moved his ankle, gasping for breath from the pain.

Yuan Fei squatted down with his back to He Yuhuan: "Stop talking nonsense, come up."

Pei Mingxuan reached out to He Yuhuan's legs and back, and was about to pick him up, remembering that his leg was still injured, and if he fell, both of them would be injured, so he could only hold back his hands and watched the others hold He Yuhuan. Helped Yuan Fei on his back.

Pei Mingxuan quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number: "Xiao Luo, drive the car downstairs to the practice room, hurry up!"

Yuan Fei was carrying the person on his back, followed by five team members, and ran down the stairs. After waiting for less than half a minute, Xiao Luo drove over in a nanny car, and Pei Mingxuan also went downstairs, walking fast, with a slight limp.

Xiao Luo guessed that He Yuhuan was injured at a glance, opened the door, helped him into the car, and Yuan Fei took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to He Yuhuan.

Pei Mingxuan took a look and got on the co-pilot, while the other team members squeezed behind one by one.

The nanny car only has 7 seats, how can it fit so many people, Pei Mingxuan shouted: "What are there so many people doing, go back to training!"

He always showed a gentle and elegant image outside the play, so the contrast was too great, and the five people behind him were immediately stunned.

Yu Jinghong reacted the fastest and got into the car: "I am the captain."

Wei Xiao sat up slowly: "I'm a roommate!"

Huo Chenxing's face was calm, but his movements were fast. He squeezed into the last seat as if joining in the fun, and slammed the door shut.

The nanny drove away, leaving Hu Chuanxin and Miao Zhiming still in place.

No one spoke in the car, even Wei Xiao, who was always noisy, was silent, poking his head from the gap between the two middle seats to look at He Yuhuan's feet.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy. In the rearview mirror of the car, Pei Mingxuan had a cold face, which was completely different from his usual temperament. He Yuhuan watched secretly, and knew for the first time that besides being in the drama, he also had fierce moments.

Pei Mingxuan raised his eyes, looked at him in the mirror, relaxed his pursed lips, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Yes, yes, yes! It must be fine!" Wei Xiao quickly answered.

"That's right." Yu Jinghong had a reassuring smile on his face, "I just asked the doctor to take a look at it to make me feel at ease."

The nanny's car drove directly to the entrance of the emergency room, and as soon as it stopped, several young men opened the door and rushed down. Yuan Fei carried He Yuhuan on his back and ran all the way in.

Pei Mingxuan got out of the car and trotted for a few steps. He felt pain in his calf, turned his head and frowned and said to Xiao Luo, "Hurry up and help me in!"

Xiao Luo was afraid that the car would block the emergency passage, so he ran down quickly, handed the car key to the security guard at the door, and helped the person to walk in quickly: "Brother Pei, you didn't wear a mask and hat..."

Many people around have recognized Pei Mingxuan. Looking at him, Pei Mingxuan put on a professional and gentle expression, but his eyes were firmly fixed on He Yuhuan's back in front of him.

As soon as Pei Mingxuan entered the emergency room, the doctor's hand had already been removed from He Yuhuan's ankle: "Go and take an X-ray first."

Yuan Fei carried He Yuhuan on his back again, and under the guidance of the doctor, he followed three people and ran to the radiology department.

Everyone was running away, and the doctor remembered: "Go and pay the bill first!"

Xiao Luo learned his lesson this time, and immediately went to work without waiting for Pei Mingxuan to speak: "I'll pay the fee right away."

Pei Mingxuan leaned on a gentleman's stick and went to the radiology department. He walked slowly and felt anxious, and walked quickly and limp too obviously. People around him kept looking surprised, which prevented him from showing his emotions on his face. His foot was injured. It's been almost three months, and he couldn't even get out of bed the month before, and he has never been so irritable.

After finally reaching the gate of the Radiology Department, Wei Xiao was almost knocked down by rushing out.

Wei Xiao slammed to the brakes: "Teacher Pei! Help! We have no money!" A group of draft contestants didn't even have wallets or cell phones.

Xiao Luo ran over out of breath, and gave Wei Xiao the newly made medical record card and bill of payment, and Wei Xiao rushed in like a swipe.

No one else was allowed in the X-ray room, only Yuan Fei went in with He Yuhuan on his back, and the others sat in a row at the waiting seats.

Pei Mingxuan sat down and moved his injured leg.

MD, it hurts more than before...