Zhaoyang Road is not broken

With no strength to bind chickens, Jiaoyue is just limply being carried by strangers after her hands are numb and her legs are weak. She can't struggle like a dry fish, and her weak constitution has been brought from her previous life to this life, so there is nothing she can do about it.

A swift flying kick knocked the other cover unconscious, and the man with the moon on his back crazily called the other's name. How would he deal with this inexplicable enthusiastic crowd behind his back?

"Outsiders, I advise you to mind your own business! Such beauties are not for you!"

"Oh," Gong Zhao laughed back angrily, his joints and bones cracking, don't worry about beating someone, his posture can scare people away, "I have no luck? You'd better let him go now!"

Seeing that Gong Zhao and Jiaoyue seemed to know each other, the man seized the handle and used Jiaoyue as a shield when Gong Zhao's fists and feet were facing each other. He just carried a 1.8-meter adult man on his back. No matter how thin he was, the weight could not be ignored. The man was very angry Panting, "Stop hitting! Hit me again and kill him!"

"You didn't carry a knife at all."

Gong Zhao said this as a temptation, the man rolled his eyes, and wanted to get the murder weapon from the pocket of his comatose companion, but when Gong Zhao noticed his intention, Gong Zhao kicked the salted fish on the ground twice, rolling it further away, The man was afraid of attracting the attention of the outsiders around him, and wanted a quick fight, but he couldn't beat Gong Zhao at all, "If I strangle him, I'll strangle him to death!"

Gong Zhao took a broom next to the garbage truck, "Are you going? I've already called the police."

The companion woke up hopeless, the man suddenly pushed the bright moon in the opposite direction, betting that Gong Zhao would not come to chase him.

Striding forward, Gong Zhao supported Haoyue's waist, turned him over before he fell to the ground, and hugged him firmly in his palm.The closest distance between Gong Zhao and Jiaoyue is minus 0.1 centimeters, and now the distance between the tip of their noses is only [-] centimeters. Gong Zhao, the hero who saves the beauty, sincerely hopes that the beauty will not sacrifice herself even for a kiss.

Hey... It was this familiar hypocrisy and affection again, which slapped away the slightest hesitation of Jiaoyue like enlightenment, and slapped Gong Zhao away with a slap, and explained what happened to the patrolling policemen who came late .

Gong Zhao couldn't even get a kiss a few times. Gong Zhao couldn't figure it out. When did his charm become so bad?Can't Jiaoyue forget the things of her previous life?Now that people are alive and well, why bother to bring up old debts?The key is that Jiaoyue never talked about this matter clearly, and it's not easy to force people to put it here.

"The law and order here is getting worse and worse. There are people being kidnapped even in broad daylight?" Gong Zhao accused the police, using different methods to vent his anger.

"We are on alert at any time. If there is any danger, you can call us. The police will definitely send rescue at the first time." The police officer opened his eyes and talked nonsense, and finally took away the kidnapper accomplice who had passed out on the ground, taking advantage of it .

The furious Gong Zhao brandished a broom to attack the police, fearing that accidents would happen, the stick fell on the unconscious man at last. The man let out a ouch, and the two police officers didn't go face to face with the "victim's family" and rushed him into custody. Finish the job.

"Okay, I don't want to pursue it anymore."

"You don't hold it accountable? You were almost kidnapped, do you know that? Have you ever thought about what they will do to you? You are so good-looking, you are ruined by others, and you are sold for hundreds of thousands, and I am the only one. What will happen if you don’t watch it! Where’s Ji Ling? He’s so clever that he knows how to protect his master. He doesn’t even recognize me, so he just leaves you there alone? No, I’ll find two bodyguards to protect you " Gong Zhao babbled a lot, in fact, he didn't know what he said, his blood rushed to his head, and if he caught a kidnapper leader, he would beat him to death first.

"It's only a few hundred thousand? My beauty, which beats Sangong Sixth Courtyard, costs tens of millions..." Jiaoyue's crooked eyes and thin eyebrows casually joked, "If you're kidnapped, you'll be fine." Get kidnapped, at worst, die again, it's not like you haven't died before."

……

……

Not dead.

Still burned.

The pain of thousands of ants burrowing into the body...

The fear of swarms of cockroaches rushing over...

The pain of the person you love the most standing on a high platform with no expression on your face while you are burned to death, unable to yell or curse...

The kind of fear that used to be lingering and lingering in love, only to find that the other party may never have loved me, and I was like a joke...

Can it hurt more?

What to be afraid of.

……

"You..." What about the words?say something!Speak up, Gong Zhao!Don't you have a stomach full of grievances, pour out the acid water in your stomach!

Gong Zhao was hit by himself at the Ya point, unable to utter a word.

"Are you free? Go shopping with me?" Jiaoyue blocked Gong Zhao's mouth, and then took his hand. Holding a cold hand on a hot day is as comfortable as eating sky-high ice cream. Gong Zhao refused to hold it firmly. Let go, nod and follow.

The phone rings in the suitcase, and Ji Ling, who is in a hurry to get angry at the broadcasting station, rescheduled her flight...

……

"Green card, ID card, passport, USB flash drive... I brought everything I should bring except clothes, and accompanied me to the United States to participate in a women's clothing design competition." Jiaoyue said.

"I don't have a passport, and I haven't applied for a visa."

Jiaoyue with a look of disgust: "You have never been abroad since you grew up? Do you know how the Qing Dynasty died?"

Gong Zhao: "..." At the beginning, I made an appointment with Ji Ling not to meet with Jiaoyue again. In order to avoid the so-called chance meeting, he even handed over the company to someone else to act as an agent, so as not to have to go abroad to sign the contract... Uh, how to explain this?

"It will take three days at the earliest, of course it's too late. How about this, lend me your mobile phone, and I'll negotiate with the over there. Anyway, it's enough to give the works and it's an online selection, why bother to come forward in person?"

As evidenced by the electronic invitation letter, Haoyue successfully reached an agreement with the other party, as long as Haoyue can show her face on the video screen on the day of the live broadcast.

"Isn't this the live broadcast of the beauty pageant?" Gong Zhao recognized one of the people by looking at the promotional picture on the official website over the wall.

"It's just the same host. This is 'the most beautiful costume'. Before this competition, only women can participate. A girl from the organizing committee has an appointment with me. To put it bluntly, it's to do something." Jiaoyue was in high spirits, " Let's go, let's go shopping for women's clothing."

……

The store manager, a beautiful girl with a Western style, is a living sign, wearing a crimson dance dress, with a nose ring and a veil, and her beautiful eyes spread.On this day, a local clothing store in Xinjiang ushered in two handsome men, simple plain long-sleeved shirts and jeans, long hair tied in a single bundle at the back of the neck, eyes like two beauties, each with its own personality, without adding The whitewashed eyebrows are as beautiful as the gurgling mountains and rivers in Xinjiang. It is a pity that half of the face is covered by a mask...

The other one is tall and straight, indomitable, handsome and strong.

"Do you two want to see the clothes in our store?" The owner was already imagining whether the handsome guy would take off his mask when he put on his clothes, and all the other customers onlookers thought the same.

The clothes on the owner's body are the reason that attracted Haoyue to come in. His fingers slid across the dance clothes of different colors, and he chose the most unruly red one. Because red is so common, most ordinary people would choose red, but The vividness and orthodoxy of red cannot be conveyed, and the skin color that is not fair enough cannot make red wear the icing on the cake.

"This is for dancing. Are you buying it for your girlfriend? I suggest you look at other colors. White and black are very good, and they are very versatile colors." Kindly recommended, but Jiaoyue ignored her answer, and Gong Zhao waved her hand.

"Otherwise, do you have a photo? I can refer to it for you. Handsome guy, can you hear me?"

What surprised her was that Jiaoyue took the clothes and checked the size with satisfaction, and went into the fitting room.

Enter!up!try!Clothes!between!

The shopkeeper whom I had seen for a long time bit his tongue in shock.

The unmistakable women's style is a bit too big, but it fits just right on him.Jiaoyue had seen local people dance in the water town, and he was a singing and dancing dancer in his previous life, so he watched it twice, and he could imitate it well.

A set of Xinjiang women's dance clothes is on the upper body, the breeze is blowing, the bells are his accompaniment, and the smooth floor is his stage.Standing on tiptoe and circling around barefoot, Bright Moon's long black hair was thrown up, and the enthusiasm burned the sweat on the clothes, and the burnt mouth was dry. .

"Sir, you are so lucky, your wife is so beautiful!" "I wish I could marry such a beautiful woman as my wife."

Deja vu plot...

The disillusioned clothing store manager, as one of the few passers-by who watched the whole process and knew the truth of the matter, chose to poke his own eyes. Alas, he can't even compare to a man's appearance in women's clothing. I feel tired and don't like it. I still sell me honestly. clothes.

……

Standing on the wall to watch the live broadcast, waiting to be called, Jiaoyue casually looked at the periodicals in her hand and asked Gong Zhao to keep an eye on them.

(For the convenience of reading, the following English is directly translated into Chinese.)

"The next contestant submitted his manuscript when the online voting was about to end, and he actually made it into the top ten of the online voting. His name is... moon! Ohmy—god!" The host deliberately dragged his pronunciation. Yes, I know that this seasoned host made empathy very real, and the audience also made surprise voices in cooperation.

"Is it really the moon? Is it the one I imagined? Anyone is fine, Jack, Tom, who can help me?"

Gong Zhao felt that the host's performance was a bit exaggerated. Jiaoyue is indeed well-known abroad, but only people in the industry know about it in China. I don't know if the rumors about the handsome Chinese guy are spread because they are not popular in China.

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Gong Zhao is like a dog,

Bright moon is his bone.

Bright Moon held his hand,

"Be good friends with you first."

"Bright moon, bright moon, don't let go,"

Gong Zhao Gong Zhao nodded.