love nowhere

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01

The water is deep.

Xie Yao slowly opened his eyes, and air bubbles came out of his mouth and nose. He tried to stretch his body, doing the movements that Francisco had just demonstrated.

Time wrapped around him like a stream of water, it sucked away the oxygen in Xie Yao's lungs, and let Xie Yao's physical strength dissipate along with him.

"Purlulu."

Xie Yao couldn't help but swim up and surfaced to breathe fresh air.

"Two minutes is already very good. Coupled with the breathing interval arranged during the performance, the performance of "The Mermaid" should be able to be successfully completed."

Francisco's hair was wet. After he briefly demonstrated the dance moves to Xie Yao, he went into the water to perform a complete performance of the program himself.

He squatted on the platform of the water tank and patted Xie Yao on the shoulder, "You have a good body. Most of the guests who come to experience the fishtail don't stay underwater for more than a minute."

Xie Yao wiped his face and threw the water droplets blocking his sight back into the water. He asked, "How long have we practiced?"

Francisco turned on the phone screen, and the time displayed on it was four o'clock in the afternoon.They started practicing at one o'clock and have practiced for three hours now.

"Don't worry, I will ride you there later." The acting coach smiled honestly, he was very satisfied with the student's performance.

Even though Xie Yao pretended to want to meet Qi Kang in his heart, he practiced unambiguously. When it was time to practice, he practiced to the death and frequently broke through his limits. The panic of entering the water is much better.

"Come up and wash up, I'll call Critobal and ask about the situation."

"It's troublesome."

With a sound of "wow", Xie Yao supported the platform with both hands, and his whole body leaped out of the water with splashes. The water droplets flowed through his broad back and fell back into the water tank, while the rest stayed on his well-defined abdominal muscles.

He turned around and sat on the glass panel of the water tank for people to stay, stretched his slender hands over the waistline to the hidden opening of the blue fishtail and unzipped the zipper.

Francisco glanced at the black swimming trunks that Xie Yao used as a base layer. The close-fitting material highlighted the lines of the lower body.

"call out."

He whistled.

Today's youth capital is really strong.

There is a motorcycle parked in front of the aquarium operated by Francisco himself. The red paint on the fuselage has peeled off a lot, and it looks like it has aged.

"Critobal said that the trainee is still training the basic skills of bullfighting, and the person in charge of the show is not there. It is very convenient for us to go there at this time."

Wearing a white T-shirt, Xie Yao stroked his wet hair. He frowned and said to Francisco, "Give me the key, and I will go by myself."

"Why, look down on my driving skills?"

"No, of course I'm very grateful that you can take me with you, but I should chat with that trainee for a while, and I don't want to waste your time."

"You, you like that person."

"Yeah." Xie Yao was a little surprised, but he didn't hide it.

Francisco grinned a row of white teeth, and tossed the motorcycle key in his hand to Xie Yao, "Then go, I think that person looks very handsome."

"He's handsome?"

Francisco raised the lighted phone screen, which happened to be Qi Kang's second performance on the stage, "I made up your previous shows, and I voted for you and Qi Kang yesterday and today."

"Unfortunately, when I can only choose one person, I should choose Qi Kang." He shrugged, with a sincere and playful smile on his face.

"Don't choose me, just choose him." Xie Yao picked up the motorcycle helmet hanging on the front of the car, untied the belt, put on the armor and stepped into the car.

"I'm leaving."

"Bon Voyage."

Francisco beckoned, looking at the back of Xie Yao leaving, smoothing the corners of his mouth little by little, turning into a serious expression.

He lowered his head and clicked on the photo album. There were two photos at the bottom, one was the hollowed-out black mask, and the other was a picture taken while watching the show last night.

The young man faced the camera, his amber pupils seemed to be burning, his lips under the black mask were bright, and his teeth were white. He said: "Love is eternal."

I found it.

Francisco's face began to become hideous.

02

Xie Yao knew where Qi Kang was training. Before Critoval left last night, he asked for the address in detail. He skillfully drove the motorcycle around the obstacles, and plunged into some deserted and steep paths.

His ability to ride a motorcycle is also thanks to Qi Kang.

In addition to swimming and running, which are relatively daily sports, Ku Ge will occasionally experience some extreme sports with great interest.

Motorcycle racing is one of them.

At first, Qi Kang went to play secretly, because he only knew that someone at home would be worried. Later, he was so busy with work that he couldn't spare time to play, and his heart itch for a long time, until after a trip, he couldn't stand it and ran to the arena to be beaten by himself. Caught and caught.

Xie Yao will never forget the scene of Qi Kang riding a motorcycle all his life.

This person is wearing a red and white leather jacket with wild graffiti climbing on his chest, waist and thighs, and the black windshield reflects the sun.

As soon as the signal light came on, he took his iron seat and galloped on the unmanned road. The roar stimulated everyone's senses, and the fast speed seemed to bring the wind to the entire stadium.

The wind and dust are mixed with Qi Kang's own hormones, Xie Yao can smell it, and he can smell it very clearly.

It makes people want to peel off the tight racing suit and have a panoramic view of the sweaty and red body.

Although Xie Yao repeatedly persuaded himself that he was very worried about Qi Kang's safety, he still watched enthusiastically from the corner of the stand, especially when Qi Kang crossed the finish line as No.1.

He took off his helmet, thin sweat stuck to his forehead, and his amber eyes were flamboyant and beautiful.

Qi Kang looked around the audience, greeted with grand cheers and screams.He is the young and strong wolf on the field, and no one can beat him.

Xie Yao looked down at Qi Kang's figure, and lowered his hat to prevent others from seeing the redness in his eyes.

The desire is endless.

The first thing he did when he returned to the dormitory was to ask his agent to help him buy the best racing car with his card, and hired the most authoritative coach.

The car is for Qi Kang, but the coach is for himself.

On Qi Kang's birthday, his pupils shook violently when he saw that expensive racing car.He deeply knew that Xie Yao had malicious intentions, and he wanted to escape but was pinned on the car seat.

In the end, Qi Kang didn't dare to touch the motorcycle competition casually, but Xie Yao had a lot of fun learning it.

The gust of wind passed by Xie Yaoying's straight face, he remembered the things in his previous life, and his subordinates unconsciously squeezed the handle to speed up.

To see Qi Kang soon.

Xie Yao vaguely remembered the night when he received the script of "Crazy Game", he grabbed Brother Ku's hand and begged, "Qi Kang, let's retire."

Explain things clearly as soon as possible and take people out of dangerous situations.

Zhuang Tianming has already hurt Qi Kang once, and he will not allow this to happen again.

Shit, should have retired long ago.I blame myself for being naive. There are so many variables in rebirth, how could it be possible to follow the timeline of the previous life to reach the fork in the road safely.

As the destination approached, Xie Yao's mood fluctuated wildly, becoming restless and restless.

03

Critobal crossed his arms and kicked up light dust on his toes.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Qi Kang stopped waving his cloak and went straight to the matador.

"No, no." Critoval felt guilty.

"Since the training in the morning, you have secretly written me off hundreds of times. If you looked at me openly, it would not be so obvious."

Qi Kang held the sharp sword with his right hand, and controlled his strength to gently lift Critoval's chin, "Or did you do something to apologize to me?"

The matador was in a cold sweat.

Arranging Xie Yao and Qi Kang to meet was perfectly normal, until when he was observing Qi Kang's practice just now, he clearly heard the fierce trainee cursing Xie Yao, "Xie Yao is a shameless dead fox, next time we meet He's dead."

He saw Qi Kang puffed out his chest, and the muscles in his arms forced the sharp blade to cut through the air, making a painful stabbing sound when it sank into the straw man's body.

The two of them turned out to be enemies!

Also, can the relationship between people who are arranged into two separate programs by this kind of scheming program group be simple?

Critoval panicked and called his cousin, "Brother, don't let Xie Yao come over, something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Qi Kang doesn't like Xie Yao, something might happen when he comes over."

"Where did you get the news?"

"What I heard with my own ears can be wrong, so hurry up and tell Xie Yao not to come."

"Didn't you just think about letting people quit the show?"

"It's okay if I'm wrong."

"......"

"It's late, he's already on the road on my motorcycle."

"Damn." Critobal hung up the phone angrily.

After one morning and two afternoons of training, his view of Qi Kang has changed from "can't bear to see people die" to "this man is so scary".

He arranged bayonet training this morning. This training is to enable the master matador to stab the sharp blade into the bull's head quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately to achieve the effect of killing with one blow.

The tool used for training is his custom-made straw man. The interior of this training doll is filled with very flexible material. If you do not stab the knife in skillfully, not only will you not feel relaxed, but you will be shocked by your own strength. to the wrist.

Critoval was quite a thief and didn't tell Qi Kang the assassination skills, but simply explained a few words and let people practice alone.

I think that when I practiced by myself, I suffered a lot from this exercise.

Just practice, I don't believe you can't feel the difficulty.

The matador hid aside and observed secretly, only to see the scene where his eyeballs popped out of their sockets.

Qi Kang twisted his neck as if the warm-up was over. His slender fingers weighed the sharp blade repeatedly, his arms were placed in a position suitable for exerting force, and he raised the sword and pierced through the straw man, piercing a huge hole.

Quicksand and jelly fell out of the hole in embarrassment, just like Critobal's embarrassed expression.

"Xiao Ke, this thing is broken." Qi Kang turned around innocently.

How could he have imagined that this thing was so much worse than the training armor in the army, and it was broken before he could use all his strength.

Critobal's attention was all on the embarrassing incident of being slapped in the face, and he didn't even think about asking Qi Kang's origin. He was unconvinced and moved out another straw man from the staff's tent.

"Push."

Another hole.

Critoval covered his face, he couldn't bear to look back on the past, and now he was very afraid of the scene when Xie Yao came.

Please don't go too bloody.

The matador prayed from the bottom of his heart.