Has the movie star made his relationship public today? [Entertainment]

In autumn, the city still has some residual heat, the sun outside the window brings some warm temperature into the house, and Yanghuai's mobile phone on the desk is also enjoying this warmth.

Yang Huai was sitting obediently on the bed while Qiao Xiuyan was helping him brush his hair.

"I, if my hands are fine, I can wipe them by myself..."

After Qiao Xiuyan hugged him in the bathroom and thanked Yang Huai who was a little sun, Yang Huai felt a little uneasy. After all, being suddenly discovered by someone with a trumpet is something that can be scary in contemporary society. Into the top three.

But Qiao Xiuyan didn't say anything more, after thanking Yang Huai, he took a towel and helped Yang Huai dry the water stains on his body, helped him up and sat on the bed, and didn't say anything about Little Sun .

Qiao Xiuyan helped Yang Huai wipe his hair carefully, and said with a chuckle, "Let me do it for you, the wounded have a little self-consciousness, just take a good rest."

Yang Huai lowered his head and stared at his plastered leg: "Actually... the account of Little Sun..."

Qiao Xiuyan took off the towel and held it in his hand, squatted down and looked at Yang Huai: "Finally want to talk?"

"I..." Yang Huai raised his eyes to look at Qiao Xiuyan, the other party's clear eyes reflected only his embarrassing self, and he looked away embarrassedly, "I thought I could hide it from you for a long time..."

Qiao Xiuyan reached out and brushed away the broken hair on Yang Huai's forehead: "How long do you want to hide it?"

Yang Huai blinked, for how long? ... At least you can wait until the two of you are together, and then tell Qiao Xiuyan about it as a little surprise, saying that the little sun was me back then, I didn't expect it~ that's it.

After readjusting his sitting posture, Yang Huai was still a little nervous.

……

In fact, Yang Huai also knew about Qiao Xiuyan from the Internet, but like everyone else, he was somewhat disgusted by the Internet celebrities who suddenly became popular on the Internet, let alone Yang Huai who was used to seeing artists from all walks of life.As one of Qiao Xiuyan's hot spots, his appearance was nothing more than that to him.

Later, when he heard that Qiao Xiuyan had resigned from his part-time job at the milk tea shop, Yang Huai lay on the sofa and thought, isn’t that normal? After becoming popular, many internet celebrity brokerage companies will come to you, even if it’s just to open a special account It’s much easier to write two painful words and post a selfie for promotion than to stand behind the cashier and do a part-time job to earn money. It’s perfectly normal to quit a part-time job in a milk tea shop.

Yang Huai has seen too many people like this.Although it is said that this kind of thing is not easy to judge whether it is right or wrong, Yang Huai himself does not like it very much, so he did not continue to pay attention to this matter.

Instead, the turning point of things came from the negative|negative|negative|evaluation|comments that gradually appeared on the Internet.The marketing account also joined in the fun and began to mock Qiao Xiuyan. Yang Huai refreshed the popular Weibo for a while, and two of the five posts were talking about this matter. It was hard not to see it.

Yang Huai nodded with a puffy face. Although he didn't like the Internet celebrity circle very much, he hated Internet violence even more.Every netizen's casual criticism or wanton abuse will gradually gather into a huge haze that weighs on the heart of the person concerned, and it is difficult for anyone to accept.

It happened to be a junior high school reunion at night, and when Yang Huai arrived, he happened to hear the girls talking about Qiao Xiuyan.

"It's quite aloof. Doesn't Uncle Wang have a small company that specializes in signing anchors? I went to find it, and the price was not low, but they refused."

"The attitude is also quite tough. I may have been harassed by several companies. I'm a bit rude. I heard that several companies have talked with them for several times but failed to talk about it. Uncle Wang was so angry that he sent three or four Moments to criticize Sang Huai."

Yang Huai was a little surprised.

When I got home at night, I just had nothing to do. I recalled what the girls said. I felt a little guilty about my misunderstanding of Qiao Xiuyan a few days ago, so I clicked on Qiao Xiuyan who was picked up by netizens a few days ago. Xiuyan's Weibo.

When I saw it, I was fascinated.

Early the next morning, Yang Huai called An Nan and Bai Yuanyao, and the three of them collected Qiao Xiuyan's information together, and after Yang Huai applied for a new account, he published the long Weibo.In order to expand the momentum, Yang Huai also contacted many marketing accounts that were not in the muddy water at the time, and finally pushed the clarification to the entire network.

- i ' m joe , thanks for clarifying

Yang Huai put down the yogurt in his hand, thought for a while, and replied the message.

- It's okay, I look forward to seeing you on a better stage in the future

Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun was about to disappear, and on the other side was a dark blue sky.

"That's it..." Yang Huai picked at his fingers, looked up at Qiao Xiuyan apologetically.

Qiao Xiuyan, who was sitting on the back of the chair, raised his head from the backrest, looking at Yang Huai's small eyes, he felt like laughing: "Why are you looking at me like that? You didn't do anything wrong."

Yang Huai laughed and stuck out his tongue: "I shouldn't hide it from you, but actually thinking about it, it seems a bit weird to tell you directly."

This is the truth, if this matter is told to Qiao Xiuyan under the current relationship, there will be a feeling of taking credit.

Qiao Xiuyan couldn't deny this: "But didn't you say that you look forward to seeing me on a better stage? Why did you come here now, or... is it a coincidence?"

Because I can't wait! !Yang Huai slandered silently.

"Then...then can I admit one more thing?" Yang Huai looked at Qiao Xiuyan cautiously, "Don't be angry after hearing this... well, I can't help you if you are angry, but I still hope you don't. "

Qiao Xiuyan stood up and put the chair back in front of the desk, turned around and nodded: "Well, I'm not angry."

Yang Huai still seemed a little embarrassed, as if he was still debating whether to tell Qiao Xiuyan.

After a while, Yang Huai made up his mind and closed his eyes.

"Actually... the dormitory arrangement is also because I found someone I know, and specially arranged the two of us together, and only the two of us live together..."

Yang Huai secretly opened one eye to look at Qiao Xiuyan, and found that the other's eyes were full of unstoppable smiles.

"I guessed it, even though I guessed it just now."

Something seemed to be about to come out.

……

Qiao Xiuyan did fulfill the promise he had made in the hospital. During the theoretical class, he carried Yang Huai to class under the watchful eyes of everyone. During the practical class, if Yang Huai could go, he still carried it on his back. If he couldn't, he went back to the dormitory. After that, he sat by the bed and explained the class to Yang Huai.

Yang Huai expressed that he was really happy, the kind that could not be expressed in words, wishing that his legs could recover slowly.

"The night bird pecks at the first-born stars, and the stars shine like my soul that loves you. Night rides on a dark horse, and scatters blue spikes over the fields."

Yang Huai smiled and said, "Neruda, did the teacher talk about him today?"

Qiao Xiuyan nodded: "I was talking about something else, but later I mentioned the Oscars in 96. Didn't "The Postman" win the Academy Award? But the teacher said that he still prefers Neruda's early love poems."

Qiao Xiuyan turned around and put the notebook back on his desk, Yang Huai looked at Qiao Xiuyan's back, and suddenly remembered another poem.

"I live in a port where I fell in love with you."

Qiao Xiuyan turned around to look at Yang Huai, and opened his mouth slowly.

"In this barren land of mine, you are the last rose."

Yang Huai was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Qiao Xiuyan in surprise.

Qiao Xiuyan turned around and continued to pack his backpack: "Do you want to continue comparing? Like——I want to bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bell flowers, black hazelnuts, and baskets of wild kisses." .”

I need to

Treat you as spring treats the cherry tree.

Who wants to compete with you in reciting poems! !Yang Huai unconsciously followed the second half of the poem, and at the end, Ping Pianzui silently cursed in his heart.

If winning will really bring me a basket of kisses, then I can still consider it.

Yang Huai was still complaining silently in his heart, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Who? Lu Qiuhe?"

Qiao Xiuyan stood up and went to open the door, wondering what Lu Qiuhe was doing here at this time, but it was Yanghuai's mother Ren Yuyao who opened the door.

Ren Yuyao came to comfort his poor son who was injured and had to go to class with a bunch of condolence items, and his heart was still very distressed: "Oh, more than that, you still want to hang out with that kid Qiao Xiuyan."

Qiao Xiuyan, who went to the vending machine to buy water in order to give Yang Huai and his mother room to chat, suddenly shuddered.

Mentioning this, Yang Huai came to his senses: "Hiss—tsk, what is a gangster, our relationship is normal, okay..."

Ren Yuyao frowned: "Hey, are you dating? When did it happen?"

When Yang Huai heard it, he waved his hands wildly as if being winded up: "I'm in a relationship with you, hey, the relationship I'm talking about is that interpersonal relationship, not that relationship—"

Ren Yuyao looked at Yang Huai as if seeing a mental patient, tsk, how could such a silly son be born, such a trivial matter took so long.

"—but he is really nice, Mom. I haven't been on crutches for a few days. He almost always carries me on my back when I travel. He will come back to tell me what the teacher said to me when I can't go to the class. , I didn’t even run to the rehearsal hall and came back to practice with me in the dormitory.” Yang Huai excitedly held the old mother’s hand, wishing to tell Ren Yuyao all of Qiao Xiuyan’s actions these days, “Buy me my favorite The fruits I ate comforted me, not letting me do anything made me feel like a wounded person, hey, mom, he treats me so well, I really... oh..."

"Oh what, why are you just talking here, why did you become dumb in front of him?" Ren Yuyao stretched out his fingers and flicked Yang Huai's forehead to vent his anger, and the crisp sound symbolized the pain Yang Huai had endured.

"Ah! Hiss—my mother, please be gentle..." Yang Huai rubbed his blushed forehead, and continued pitifully, "I really feel that I like him more and more, he I don't know how to repay him for being so kind to me... He really likes this industry, alas, I really wish I could give him all the good resources at hand to help him go on in this industry..."

Outside the door, Qiao Xiuyan stopped pushing the door.

The author has something to say: Rolling for collection_(:з」∠)_

There are still many deficiencies at the beginning of writing, please comment and point out (?艸｀)

Maybe a less sweet plot will start later qwq