Kidney master

According to the original plan, Ji Yian only took one day off, and Ji Yian was going to fly back overnight that night.

But when the two of them finished, Song Chuwo told him in the quilt that he had a game tomorrow, and he was even more reluctant to go back, really drowning in the gentle village.

The little girl's eyes were still a little red, her eyelashes were wet, her two slender white arms were hanging outside the quilt, and there were mottled red marks on her chest, which was very imaginative.

"What competition, why haven't I heard you mention it before?" Ji Yi'an asked.

"I told you, did you forget? But I told you a month ago, I'm busy with that too these days."

Song Chu raised his foot, his ankle stuck out of the quilt, kicked Ji Yi'an beside him, and raised his chin to the side.

Ji Yi'an picked up the crumpled clothes at the end of the bed and handed them to Song Chu. He immediately remembered: "When is the competition tomorrow?"

Song Chu shook his clothes, put them on, stretched his waist, and sighed comfortably.

"It starts at nine o'clock in the morning."

"I'll ask Bureau Pang if I can take another day off."

"Ah?" Song Chu was taken aback, looked at him and smiled.

Ji Yi'an stroked her hair: "Stylist Song's first design competition, as a fiancé, he should go to see it." After speaking, he sat up, put on a pair of trousers, and went outside with his mobile phone to call Pang Ju went.

***

Ji Yian managed to get another day off.

In the evening, the two went shopping in a foreign city, because Ji Yi'an said that he was going to buy a suit.

The beginning of the Song Dynasty is quite inexplicable. In the past, Ji Yi'an wore casual clothes, black clothes and black trousers, all casual clothes, and this kind of clothes in the closet. He was rarely seen wearing a suit. Even the police uniform was only used for special occasions. To see him wear it.

Previously, Song Chu bought him a few more formal clothes on purpose. She always thought Ji Yian looked good in this kind of clothes, but he didn't like to wear them. After accepting her gift happily, he put them in the closet to collect ashes.

As time passed, Song Chu didn't bother to buy it, anyway, her fiancé looked handsome in other clothes.

Song Chu asked Ji Yian why he bought a suit.

He didn't give any reason, he only said that because this was the first time she participated in this kind of competition, it had to be more formal.

As if he was about to go on stage, Song Chu sat in the clothing store, thinking about it and wanted to laugh, and looked up at the man.

I have to say that a man like Ji Yi'an has a tough and upright look, and occasionally wearing formal clothes is very... sexy, yes, it is sexy, this is what popped out of Song Chu's head when he saw him put on a suit first word.

The tailoring of the suit was exquisite, and the white shirt inside was buttoned a few times at random. Ji Yian's fingers were skinny and slender, his forearm was full of raw strength, and his skin was a healthy wheat color. He fastened the third button from the bottom in front of the mirror. The clavicle and neck with very beautiful lines are exposed.

The desire to explode when the eyebrows are lowered, the fusion of abstinence and indulgence.

Song Chu lazily leaned on the sofa, and blew a frivolous hooligan whistle at his back.

Through the mirror, Ji Yi'an looked at the playful eyes behind his upper body, his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were piercing, as if what he was admiring now was a naked body with no clothes on.

He couldn't help laughing: "Why?"

Song Chu didn't speak, licked his lower lip, and gave him a wink, full of meaning.

"This body is okay?"

Song Chu gave a thumbs up: "Very good."

***

In fact, the reason why Ji Yian wanted to wear a suit to participate in the competition in the early Song Dynasty was also very simple.

He just thinks that Song Chu will definitely win an award this time, and maybe there are people around who are looking for him to talk to, so he has to dress a little more, and maybe he can point to Song Chu and say happily, seeing that No champion, just the one in the middle, the prettiest one, that's my fiancée.

He felt very happy just thinking about it.

It's a pity that I went to the exhibition hall the next day and found that it was not the same thing at all.

Everyone was very busy, running around with their real works, and there was no time to talk.

Song Chu was busy backstage for a while, and finally negotiated with the model who was in charge of showing the dress she designed during the exhibition, and then had time to find Ji Yian who was sitting in the front seat.

"Are you bored?" Song Chu sat down beside him with a smile.

"It's okay. Don't you have to go up for a while?"

"No, if you win the award, you have to go on stage to accept the award, and the rest will be handed over to the model."

"When will it start?"

"Come on, the backstage models have already changed into clothes."

Ji Yian, as a man who has studied in the police academy for four years and has hardly received any serious aesthetic influence, is a little unfamiliar with the scenes in front of him. There are many girls with thin arms and legs, and they are all very tall. They wear all kinds of clothes and decorations. Everyone seemed to be full of enthusiasm, including Song Chu.

"If you win the award, have you thought about what words of thanks you will say?" He turned sideways and asked in her ear.

"Huh?" Music started to play in the venue, and the sound was noisy. Song Chu also tilted his head closer to him, and said with a smile, "I probably won't win an award, this competition is quite high, so I'm just here to have fun."

"You have been busy for so long, you will definitely win an award."

"Okay." Song Chu shrugged casually, "Then I will thank my fiancé."

Ji Yi'an also laughed, and rubbed her ears again: "Are you nervous?"

"A little bit." She said truthfully.

Ji Yian raised his eyebrows, this answer was beyond his expectation.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, she seldom cared about such fame or wealth, probably due to her personality. After her bipolar disorder recovered, did her temperament change much, and she was very indifferent to most things.

Rarely care.

This is very good, Ji Yian thought.

When people live in this world, there should be some things that they care about, which can touch the heartstrings and inspire people to forge ahead.

Song Chu explained: "After all, I have been preparing for so long. Although I may not win the prize, I hope to get a better ranking, otherwise it will be too embarrassing."

Ji Yi'an: "It's definitely possible, your professor said you are talented."

"If you have seen the clothes I designed, you can brag about it." Song Chu squinted at him, his eyes full of smiles.

"What's the matter, I can't brag about my fiancée yet." Ji Yi'an laughed.

The two chatted for a while, and the competition officially started. The host spoke a bunch of English. Although Ji Yian had passed CET-[-] in college and was not bad at studying, it was a bit difficult to fully understand it.

Along with an English song, the models dressed in the participating costumes stepped onto the runway one by one.

Ji Yi'an looked at it for a while, and felt that there was something wrong with his taste... It was too exaggerated, and he felt that his aesthetics could not appreciate these clothes.

Looking at Song Chu beside her from the corner of the eye, she was leaning loosely on the backrest, her gaze fell on the runway, and she was quite serious.

So Ji Yi'an felt that he had a problem with his vision, but he couldn't say anything to comment on. The pragmatist Captain Ji had no use for these clothes except that they could attract people's attention.

It wasn't until he finally saw a relatively "simple" dress that he finally had a reason to speak.

"It's a nice one," he said.

Song Chu approached him: "Which one?"

"Now go to the one in the middle."

"Ah." Song Chu laughed and asked, "Why?"

"simple."

"..." Song Chu raised his hand and punched him, "Shut up."

Ji Yi'an didn't give up: "Has your design come out yet?"

"It's out."

"Which one, why didn't you tell me?!"

Song Chu glanced at him lightly, raised his chin, and said, "That's right, the 'simple' one."

Ji Yi'an laughed: "From my point of view, you, the champion, did not run away, and you are still the No.1 that has not been discussed at all."

"I'm not artistic." Song Chu gave him a look with a smile, and decided to ignore him and concentrate on watching the show.

Walking through the show twice, each outfit had two chances to be displayed, so when the outfit that was dubbed "simple" came out again, Ji Yi'an looked at it carefully again, and even couldn't help but take pictures of it. took a photo.

I still think this one is a well-deserved No.1.

The judges sat in the first two rows of the venue, and they were all well-known mature designers in the design industry.

After the show is over, the next step is to announce the results of the competition.

Ji Yi'an rubbed his hands together: "I'm a little nervous."

"..." Song Chu patted his thigh and comforted him, "Don't be nervous."

When the result was announced, Ji Yian finally had the opportunity to show off the suit that he had carefully prepared the night before.

The runner-up, early Song Dynasty.

Chinese, a college student.

He is the most junior of all the winners.

The spotlight quickly came over and wrapped around Song Chu's body. She still hadn't realized it until Ji Yi'an bumped her with his elbow and stood up under the eyes of everyone.

She thought that her ranking would not be particularly bad, but she never thought that she could stand out from so many professional contestants and even win the runner-up trophy.

She didn't even deliberately dress up, and she was wearing the most ordinary clothes with light makeup. Fortunately, the suit next to her helped her earn a little face.

As Song Chu got up, the audience applauded thunderously.

Ji Yi'an drummed the most vigorously.

She was not stage-frightened, she stepped onto the stage generously, took the trophy and the microphone from the host, coughed lightly, quickly organized the language in her mind, and began to give her acceptance speech in Chinese.

Ji Yian was stunned.

Such a radiant Song Chu, such a positive and sunny Song Chu.

The spotlights gathered layer by layer and fell on Song Chu.

He didn't remember to turn on the camera to record this scene until near the end.

Song Chu finished talking about his inspiration and process of creation, and then looked in Ji Yi'an's direction, his gaze was soft but firm, breaking through layers of fog-like beams of light, passing through the vast crowd, giving people a sense of destiny.

Ji Yi'an opened his eyes wide and looked at her, the ends of his hair were hanging on his chest, his pupils shone under the light, blurred and unreal.

"In addition, I would like to thank one person."

Song Chuchao Ji Yian laughed.

"My fiance, Mr. Ji."

Song Chu did what he said.

—"If you win the award, have you thought about what words of thanks you will say?"

— “Then I will thank my fiancé.”

After the competition, the top three finishers had to go backstage for interviews. When Song Chu came out again, Ji Yian was already waiting outside with two cups of coffee.

"husband!"

She was in such a good mood that whenever she saw Ji Yi'an, she called him out loudly.

The little girl laughed until her eyes became slits, her dimples were filled with a smile, she stepped on her feet, jumped up on the spot, and jumped onto Ji Yian's body.

Ji Yi'an hugged her thighs and held her in his arms, Song Chu wrapped his legs around his waist, held his face tightly and kissed her.

"I won the prize!"

"Yeah, it's amazing." Ji Yi'an didn't care about other people's gazes, he let Song Chu hang on to himself and walked forward.

"I found that I really like this major, and I'm really... quite talented." Song Chu put his arms around his neck, rubbed his head on the side of his neck, "I feel like I suddenly found my future goal, quite magical."

She had always thought she was in prison.

Full of hatred and haze.

She thought that she would be trapped in this kind of torture and slowly die in this life. She never thought that one day her life would be full of sunshine, applause and flowers.

She used to live a silent and hopeless life, but now, she has a lover, a goal, and more ties that cannot be let go.

Her nose is a little sore.

Rubbing Ji Yian's nose, his voice was very soft.

"Thank you, Captain Ji."

The thanks you said on the podium just now are not casual words.

She is indeed, thank Ji Yian very much.