I have a special skill to handle the national younger brother

After coming out of the TV station at night, Yan Haiqiu took Zhan Yuxing to the hospital again. In order to prevent him from sleeping around at night, he slightly immobilized his right arm.

He Ying had to follow whatever he said this time, and Yan Haiqiu finally didn't stop him.

After returning to the dormitory, Yan Haiqiu specifically told He Ying before leaving: "Yu Xing is not a disobedient child, but you still have to take good care of him."

"Sister Yan, don't worry." He Ying made a promise and brought Zhan Yuxing into the house.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and everyone had been soaking in the TV station all day long, and they ate dinner at six o'clock, and their stomachs were already empty by now, and they were all very hungry.

Zhan Yuxing couldn't move his arms, and naturally he couldn't cook, so several people decided to order supper.

Afraid of being arrested by Yan Haiqiu again to control body fat, the few of them honestly ate healthy porridge and vegetables, with some low-fat chicken breast.

Zhan Yuxing carefully ate the porridge with a spoon, and He Ying was beside him from time to time to pick up two pieces of meat for him.

In fact, He Ying wanted to feed him more personally, but Zhan Yuxing blushed and refused.If you use the spoon regardless of your left or right hand, you can eat it. It would be too shameful for He Ying to feed him.

He Ying was not annoyed either, and after he finished eating, he walked around the room with him a few times to digest his food, and took the time to practice the new song for a while.

The recording of "BANG" takes place every ten days. According to the competition system, a total of six episodes will be recorded. If Zhan Yuxing recovers well, the recording of the second episode will not be delayed.

After digestion, Zhan Yuxing went upstairs with He Ying, and he soon fell into trouble.

The arm injury was more troublesome than he imagined. It could be solved with a spoon for eating, but not for taking a bath.Although there was no trauma to his arm, it wasn't that he couldn't get wet, but he couldn't move around.

He Yingying had already expected this to happen, so he helped Zhan Yuxing get clean underwear and a bath towel, and half pushed him into the bathroom.

"I'll help you." He Ying was obviously serious. He even opened the Yuba and took off his shirt and pants.

Even though he was helping him take a bath in a serious manner, Zhan Yuxing was still shy and turned his face away, not daring to look at him.

He Ying walked up to him: "Brother Yuxing, raise your left hand."

Zhan Yuxing muttered in response and raised his left hand.He was wearing a slightly bulky sweater, and it was not troublesome to take it off, nor would it be strangled, and He Ying helped him take it off easily.

After that came the pure white trousers. He Ying knelt down and helped him unbutton his trousers. Zhan Yuxing helped him take off his trousers by holding his shoulder with one hand.

The Yuba functioned well, and the bathroom was very warm. Zhan Yuxing stood there a little helplessly waiting for He Ying to turn him on.

It is more convenient to stand or move a small bench to sit there and use the shower head, but it is easy to bump your arms, so He Ying filled the bathtub with hot water of moderate temperature, and then sat in with Zhan Yuxing.

When Zhan Yuxing was hesitating whether to tell He Ying that he could do it himself, he saw that the other party took off the last layer of cloth from his body, and sat with him in the large bathtub.

"Is it hot?" He Ying asked, wet a towel to help him wipe.

"Not hot." The water was really not hot, but Zhan Yuxing felt his face was quite hot.

"Well, then wipe it off and then apply the shower gel." He Ying helped him wipe it off solemnly.

Zhan Yuxing wondered if he was thinking too much, and tried to calm down his restless heart, but within a short while, he felt the gradually abnormal body of the person behind him.

"You..." Zhan Yuxing's breathing stopped, and he didn't dare to move at all.

He Ying comforted him: "I'm not in the way, brother, don't move around, you will touch your arm."

"...Okay." Zhan Yuxing lowered his head, not daring to ask any more questions.

He Ying looked down and saw his red ears and the back of his neck, and became more distracted, but now Zhan Yuxing was injured.When he was not injured before, he didn't let this person do anything out of the ordinary, and now he was even more reluctant, so he could only try his best to restrain himself.

It’s just that the emotional and physical sensations are a difficult torture for him, especially his skin is clamoring frantically to hold Zhan Yuxing in his arms, his skin hunger is like an unknown at this moment. Deep and shallow black holes, constantly thirsting but still not filled.

When applying body wash for Zhan Yuxing, He Ying specially took a bath pouf and carefully lathered and wiped it off for him.

Until the bathtub was filled with white foam, Zhan Yuxing suddenly stretched out his left hand and took his hand.

"What's the matter?" He Ying was stopped from moving, and looked up at Zhan Yuxing for no reason.

"Actually... Actually, it's okay to help you." Zhan Yuxing blushed and said in a low voice.

He Ying's breathing stagnated, she gritted her back molars, and said, "Brother, I'm fine."

"...But, you are still young, in case you get overwhelmed..." Zhan Yuxing's eyes wandered, and he sat face to face with him while kneeling in the bathtub.

He Ying was amused by his statement, and asked him: "What if I get overwhelmed?"

"...What should I do?" Zhan Yuxing raised his eyes in surprise.

"I was just thinking, would brother Yuxing..." He Ying thought for a while, then shook her head, "I can't think about all this, I'm sorry. I won't be suffocated. How healthy I am, brother should be better than anyone else. clear."

Zhan Yuxing pursed his lips and looked at him seriously, as if mustering up his courage, he repeated: "Do you really not need my help? After passing this village, the shop will disappear."

He Ying looked at Zhan Yuxing's injured right arm worriedly, not daring to take any risks.

The next second, he heard Zhan Yuxing say: "I won't get my right hand, although...the left hand is not that proficient, but...as long as you don't grab me, it should be fine."

Then, in the next second, his lifeline was grasped by the opponent.

When Zhan Yuxing came out of the bathroom with He Ying's support, his left hand was red and painful, but his right arm, which was really injured, didn't feel any obvious sensation.

He Ying took a hair dryer and a clean bath towel to the bedside, and helped Zhan Yuxing dry his hair.

Accompanied by the "buzzing" sound of the hair dryer, Zhan Yuxing lowered his head slightly and did not say a word, his left hand was restlessly pressed under his leg, and he moved it from time to time, always feeling ashamed and flustered.

What happened in the bathroom just now is deeply imprinted in my mind, and the feeling on my palm is also very obvious.

On the contrary, He Ying, who had just been relieved, was refreshed, just blowing Zhan Yuxing's hair, with a smile on his face.

The hair on his fingertips was almost dry, so He Ying took a comb and combed it for him, and put the hair dryer back to a distance.

"Come on." He Ying brought over the fixed arm bracket that was removed earlier, and fixed it for Zhan Yuxing again, "Don't move around at night, I will watch over you."

"I won't move around." Zhan Yuxing argued in a low voice.

Obviously, every time she goes to bed at night, He Ying'ai hugs him and does not let go, and loves to squeeze her legs together with his.

"Okay, our brother Yu Xing is the most obedient." He Ying was very courageous, lowering his eyes and kissing Zhan Yu Xing's eyelids like coaxing a child.

Zhan Yuxing's eyelashes trembled, turned over and lay on the bed, and said as if to escape: "I'm sleepy."

He Ying responded "OK", walked over and turned off the light, and lay down with him.This time he was obedient and didn't dare to disturb Zhan Yuxing, and just slept next to him.

After several days of recuperation, Zhan Yuxing's arm was completely swollen. Although it still hurt a little when he pressed it, it was no longer a serious problem.

Although he was injured during this period, Zhan Yuxing did not miss practice. Even if he could not move by himself, he would go to the practice room with his teammates during the day to watch everyone dance to strengthen memory, and he would do leg exercises when he returned to the dormitory at night. .

On December NO.19, the boxing cover issue shot before Windfall was released.Two months after the filming, "Warm Wind" magazine warmed up in early December. The No. 19 morning magazine was released in limited quantities, and 10 copies were sold out in just [-] minutes.

Mu Zeyu sat cross-legged on the sofa, "hehe" with a weird smile.

"Got it?" Zhan Yuxing asked him curiously.

"I grabbed a copy and kept it as a souvenir." Mu Zeyu pointed to an empty wall in the living room and said, "I want to frame this magazine and hang it here."

"It's too exaggerated." Wu Xu disagreed.

"It's not an exaggeration at all. This is our group's first group magazine cover, and it's also a very commemorative step for our group! How can we not commemorate it?" Mu Zeyu jumped up and argued hard.

Wu Xu didn't bother to tell him, so he turned and went to the kitchen to find a drink.

Wen Kanxi came up with an idea: "Brother Mu, if you really want to be framed, why don't you just put a shelf on the wall? Could it be that our group will only shoot this one magazine, and there won't be other ones in the future?"

Mu Zeyu took it seriously, and stroked his chin in agreement: "What you said is very reasonable! I should set up a shelf and collect all the covers of our group, double, and single, as long as they are our group. Here. In this way, when we have younger generations, if we invite them to be our guests, I can show off to them!"

Zhan Yuxing listened to it, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

How long has it been since you debuted, and you're already thinking about your juniors?

"I bought it too." He Ying raised his hand suddenly, interrupting Mu Zeyu's fantasy.

"How many copies did you buy?" Mu Zeyu asked, "Did you grab some more? Share some with me, and I will send a few copies to my relatives!"

He Ying looked at him inexplicably: "I stole it for myself."

"...Stingy." Mu Zeyu curled his lips.

"Of course I won't give you Brother Yu Xing that I want to treasure." He Ying retorted unceremoniously.

"...Huh?" Mu Ze didn't understand, and the person involved, Zhan Yuxing, was also confused.

"I'm going to cut out Brother Yuxing's picture and keep it for collection. I bought a collection book specially used for making stickers." He Ying said solemnly, "I will cut out any magazines and posters related to Brother Yuxing in the future. Come down and collect."

Muze language: ...

"Does Brother Mu also want to collect anything? For example...Ling En?" He Ying thought for a while, then said badly, "If you don't mind, I can teach you some of my romantic experience in love."

Muze language: ...

"No, thank you, please go away."

Zhan Yuxing blushed, walked over and covered He Ying's mouth: "Stop talking."

He Ying kissed his palm and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Zhan Yu Xingxin said, it's a good thing that Ling En went abroad to film a movie, and he won't return to China until the next year, otherwise the other party would know that the two of them are already in a relationship, and they don't know how to deal with it.

He is now afraid that Mu Ze, the big colander, will leak his words, after all, he is Ling En's fanboy.

While they were chatting about these gossips, many fans were swiping the screen under the official Weibo of "Warm Wind" magazine because they didn't grab the magazine, begging to print it, and the fans who grabbed the magazine were already very excited, especially "Warm Wind" Not long after the [-] copies of the magazine were sold out, five pictures of the inside pages were also released on Weibo.

@《暖风》杂志官方微博 V: Emperor, Imprisonment and Bondage [Picture]×5

- He Ying's clothes corner: Damn it!He Yinghao is fucking handsome! ! !

-The stars are shining brightly: ahhhhhhhhhhhh! !I am dead! ! !

-My wife is a great beauty: Wuwuwu Xu's wife's leg, hissing, I love it!

- Boss Wen asked me if I was short of money: Shit!What a loyal dog pose, awsl! ! !

-Mu Zaichao A: Ah, look at my ID! ! !Look at this picture again! !Who is not convinced! !I, Mu Zai, are the best!

-As long as you work hard, you will have candy. V: Fuck!Is no one paying attention?In addition to Mu Zai, the pictures of Yingxing and Wenwushuangquan can be put together! !

--Yingxing is sweeter than me: Fuck!Quickly ask for a ps to save me!

-Business relationships: Come on, come on, is that right? [Image - Hand Draw Stickman]

--Yingxing Liangjingjing: 9 lives, what kind of fairy painter are you, I don’t see anything except the stick figures qwq

--Taro Bobo: I'm afraid I'm going to die laughing on this floor hahahaha!Soul painters are not ordinary souls hahahaha!

……

@Star星球光巧: I saw someone say that the two pictures can be synthesized, and they were cut and stitched a little rough, so is that so? [Image]×2

- Yingxing Liangjingjing: Grass!look here!I declare this is the original picture!

-Brown sugar milk tea: The younger brother "imprisoned" the elder brother with his arms and chains, and the queen "bound" the loyal dog with bandages. So this is the soul of this magazine? wsl!

- Excuse me: Please put on a ventilator, I feel like I can't do it anymore_(:з」∠)_

-Yingxing is sweeter than me: Is there no one Tao?So how did they achieve such a perfect fit when they took pictures?Can I understand that they usually do a lot?

--As long as you work hard, you will have candy. V: Stop and make it clear, what does it mean to not do less?

--Taro Bobo: Hissing, it sounds great!

-Yingxing yyds: I'm here to ask for an article again. Is there any wife who writes about boxers? I'll pay!

-- Where there is sweetness, there is me: ask for text +1

--Ying Xing Chong Chong Chong: Ask for text +10086

……

@爱画画爱吃糖糖 V: Quickly painted a fanart of Yingxing magazine [happy.jpg][picture]

-Guan Shanyue Drinking: Discover the Fairy Wife!Save set screensavers there!

-Brave and dedicated: Mrs. woo woo woo is so strong, I love it!

-Star twinkling stars: The details of the waist in this picture, I am a snake qwq

- Taro paste Bobo: Combined with the original picture, it looks more awesome, and there are detailed scars on the wrist, it is really strong [saliva.jpg]

……

The "Warm Wind" magazine about Windfall this time quickly rushed to the hot search, and fans were already drooling just by licking the pictures.

Some fans even posted recent photos of Windfall members compared with those before they became famous. Except for He Ying, who has been exercising all year round, his body shape has not changed significantly. The other four members have already exercised to have abdominal muscles. The buttocks have a good figure with the buttocks.

Then a certain marketing account took a wave of rhythm, released the details of the members of Windfall who have carefully controlled their diet and exercise in the past few months, and praised the "boxing" theme and sports style of "Warm Wind" magazine. Fan their excellent self-control ability as idols.

The five of them sat in the living room and checked Weibo for a while, and Mu Zeyu couldn't help but said, "This marketing account is quite correct, it can't be that they secretly photographed us?"

"This should be arranged by the team." He Ying is quite experienced.

The marketing account attached to the idol's self-control ability is obviously not a blind praise. It can say some details vaguely but accurately. A wave of good positive publicity.

"No wonder, I said how does he know how hard I work every day." Mu Zeyu is not in a good mood, especially when he is sliding down, he is even happier when he sees fans praising him for his domineering, "Oh, the key point of my issue Great choice of words, 'Emperor'! Sounds awesome!"

He Ying completely ignored his self-satisfaction, and frantically collected synthesized pictures and hand-painted drawings produced by fans in the "Yingxing" super chat with a trumpet.

After Zhan Yuxing looked at the trending search for a while, picked out a few fans' comments and replied, he turned his head and saw He Ying's serious expression, as if he was doing some academic research.

"What are you looking at?" Zhan Yuxing moved his head closer.

He Ying was taken aback, and hurriedly hid the phone behind her back, with a look of guilty conscience: "No, no, just... watch hot searches."

Zhan Yuxing blinked, and said "Oh", suspicious, but didn't ask again.

He Ying breathed a sigh of relief, waited for a while, couldn't hold back his excitement, and raised the phone to his face again to continue saving pictures.

Zhan Yuxing turned his head to look at him several times, usually this person would notice that he was moving a little bit, but now he is indifferent, it's really strange.

The speed at which the fans updated the new pictures could not keep up with He Ying's refresh rate. After scrolling for more than ten times in a row, and the posts were all about the same, He Ying finally switched back to the large size and put down the phone.

"Hey? Where's Brother Yuxing?" He Ying wanted to chat with Zhan Yuxing about the hot searches, but when he turned around, Zhan Yuxing had disappeared.

"I don't know, let's go upstairs." Everyone was focused on their own affairs, and they didn't pay attention either.

He Ying left a sentence "I'll go up and have a look", put the phone in his pocket, and ran up to the second floor.

Zhan Yuxing was sitting in He Ying's room, taking the medicine and spraying it on his injured arm a few times.

A concerned look immediately appeared on He Ying's face: "Brother Yu Xing, does your arm still hurt? Let me help you."

Putting down the medicine bottle, Zhan Yuxing shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, just spray casually."

"If it hurts, don't bear it." Afraid that something might happen, He Ying walked over to check it carefully, and then imitated the doctor's teaching to slowly massage him.

Zhan Yuxing responded with lowered eyes, and stopped talking.

When not immersed in his own world, He Ying always remained sensitive. He quickly noticed that Zhan Yuxing's mood was not right, and asked cautiously, "Brother Yuxing, are you upset?"

"A little bit." After deliberation, Zhan Yuxing decided to admit it openly.

The two of them are now in a relationship, and He Ying's past is a scar on He Ying, and he dare not expose it.But if it was just an ordinary matter, he hoped that He Ying would not hide it too much from him, otherwise the sense of security he had gained from He Ying would gradually be lost.

Just now, He Ying's appearance was obviously not dealing with something in the past, so he was curious, wanted to ask, and felt that he might be making too much of a fuss, so he went upstairs, thinking out of sight and out of mind.

Facts have proved that he still can't completely ignore it.

He Ying tentatively asked, "Is it because I... hid my phone just now?"

"Actually... If you can't say it, you just tell me to wait a little longer, let me have a psychological expectation, and I won't ask, but..." Zhan Yuxing sipped Pursing her lips, "But you were not like this just now."

"I... I can actually talk about that just now, but I'm afraid that if I say it, you will think I'm weird." He Ying said, sitting next to Zhan Yuxing, and took out the phone.

Zhan Yuxing suddenly noticed that He Ying's face seemed to be a little red right now?

"Have you visited our Chaohua?" He Ying asked while clicking on Chaohua.

"...Once in a while, not many." Zhan Yuxing admitted honestly.

"I often watch it." He Ying said with a smile.

"Ah?" Zhan Yuxing was stunned, "You mean our Chaohua? Yingxing?"

"Yes, the output of the fans is very good. There are hand-painted by the same people, comics, small theaters, and short articles. I like to read them in my spare time." A large tentacled hand drawn related to the composite picture was pushed to the top, "Like this."

"The painting is beautiful." Zhan Yuxing expressed his sincere emotion.

"I don't know how to draw, and I admire those who have this skill, including Brother Yuxing, you can sketch." He Ying said truthfully, "And last time, when we came out of the magazine, we met fans and asked for autographs. , Didn’t I recognize that fan as a CP fan?”

Zhan Yuxing remembers that He Ying popularized science with him at the beginning, and that girl's phone case is the "Yingxing" fan Q version.

and so……

"Are you always using a trumpet to read our super chat?" Zhan Yuxing was very surprised that He Ying would do such a thing. He thought that He Ying would not be interested in such things.

"Yeah, retweet likes or something." He Ying smiled mysteriously, "Well... Occasionally read one or two small pornographic articles."

"...What?" Zhan Yuxing suspected that he had heard wrong.

"Don't worry, what they wrote is not as exciting as our own real situation." He Ying recalled the night after recording the first stage of "BANG".

Zhan Yuxing blushed and pushed him unceremoniously: "Stop talking."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it." He Ying leaned over and kissed him, and lowered his eyes to show Zhan Yuxing the first composite picture made by a fan of "Star", "Isn't this also amazing? It was completely seamless, which proves that we are super tacit understanding."

"Yeah." Zhan Yuxing was also surprised that the composite effect after they finished shooting was so perfect.

"I remember I just liked it, why did Weibo still like it?" He Ying said, and then liked the Weibo of "Star".

Zhan Yuxing leaned over to take a look, and suddenly his breath became stagnant: "Are you sure you liked it?"

"It's ordered." After He Ying finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something.

He just finished using the small size, and it seems to switch back to the large size?

Slowly cutting to the Weibo homepage, He Ying discovered——

Sure enough, it's over, he dialed the wrong number!

The author has something to say: The small theater——

He Ying: Brother, does your hand hurt?

Zhan Yuxing (face flushed): ...don't talk.

He Ying snorted, restrained himself from speaking, and lowered his eyes to look at the hardworking person seriously.

Because of Zhan Yuxing's impatience, beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

What the hell is going on with this man?Aside from hiding a murder weapon, do you still have a delay device?

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感谢在2021-09-0921:19:00~2021-09-1021:44:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Gong Wusui; 9 bottles of Bailian Feizong; 2 bottles of Chen Yu; 1 bottle of Yuerlan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!