After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

Ye Cike suddenly pulled up the profiteer's cloak, holding back his anger and not saying a word.

"Tsk tsk." The profiteer got out of his cloak with a smile, "violent."

With his pockets in his pockets, he leaned against the rocks to accompany Ye Cike in a daze.

Ye Cike didn't like to talk since he was a child, and he was so withdrawn that he didn't even have a friend.

They met in the studio, but Ye Cike was sent to play with colors and learn to paint, and he was Qianyi, a small worker who paid daily wages, sorted out waste, and cleaned the floor.

At that time, a man in the studio lost a paintbrush, which was said to be worth ninety days' wages for him.As soon as the pen was lost, the cleaning worker at the end of the day naturally became the number one suspect.

At that time, Qian Yi's eyes were red, and she held back her strength, insisting that it had nothing to do with him.

It is a pity that trust, like dignity, is a luxury for the poor.

A group of people rushed to his tool room, threw the rag and broom on the ground without saying a word, searched all the corners, and after finding nothing, they forced him to ask him if he hid outside.

The more Qian Yi resisted, the more furious they became, yelling to drag him to the owner of the studio and get rid of this dirty guy. At this moment, Ye Cike, who was only in his early ten years, passed by and found the lost Paintbrush in the corner.

The crowd dispersed, leaving a mess.Ye Cike silently picked up the broom, folded the rag, and when everything was in place, Qian Yi burst into tears.

He didn't cry when more than a dozen people besieged him, but the rags folded into a standard square broke his nerves in an instant.

"Would you like it?" Qianyi handed over a cigarette.

Ye Cike waved his hand and glanced up very lightly, and an aerial camera drone passed by quietly.

Qianyi lit a cigarette, smiled and smoked the cigarette butt: "What are you afraid of? Smoking itself is just a choice. What is really scary is that you are a smoker, but you force yourself not to admit it."

Ye Cike only said lightly: "The influence is not good."

Hundred Billion ignored him, but greeted the drone with a smile.

He had a gentle and bright smile on his face, but his eyebrows were filled with a cold judgment: "Lao Ye, we are all Trumen, living under countless eyes and mouths, and living in countless disguises and lies. This is not terrible , the terrible thing is to be alive and forget the original self.”

"That's why I don't think you and Qiao Zhihuan are suitable for the time being." Qianyi handed over one again, asking for an invitation.

Ye Cike was indeed a little upset, he was about to raise his hand to take it, but Bai Bai suddenly grabbed the cigarette in his palm.He turned around immediately, and smiled flatteringly towards the distance, his whole body was a little unnatural.

Ye Cike turned around and saw Wei Lingsu approaching with a sullen face. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and picked the profiteer's cigarettes.

After picking it up, Wei Lingsu gave him a warning look, and the philosopher who was full of truth just now didn't dare to breathe.

After Wei Ling complained and left, Ye Cike glanced at him: "Excellent."

Hundred Billion gave him an elbow: "Shut up."

"Hello." The people around him immediately trembled, and Ye Cike didn't even need to look up to know that it was Wei Lingsu who turned back.

Wei Lingsu glanced at the abstract painting on the beach: "The painting on the ground is...?"

"This is--"

As soon as Qianyi was about to explain, he was immediately cut off by Wei Lingsu: "Forget it, I'll get someone to come and see."

The person Wei Lingsu was looking for trotted over.

Because of running in a hurry, Qiao Zhihuan supported his knees and panted slightly. He roughly scanned the stick figures on the beach, his eyes sparkled: "Yes... that's right, this, this is the dance map of the theme song."

After the initial stage, the program group disclosed the demonstration video of the initial stage for the first time.Qiao Zhihuan watched the first half of the song carefully and memorized most of the movements. In the middle of it, students kept coming over and asking if they could live with him, which caused his memory of the second half of the theme song to be fragmented and out of order.

Just now he took everyone to learn the dance moves of the theme song, and he only taught the first half of it. He was worrying about what to do next, when Wei Lingsu suddenly appeared, saying that there was a surprise, and he insisted on going to the beach now.

"Who drew this?"

Qiao Zhihuan's eyes swept across the profiteer, and then fell on Ye Cike, his expression suddenly brightened.

He almost forgot, they have a master Ye Cike who can copy homework!

Qiao Zhihuan took a step forward, embraced Ye Cike's shoulders in surprise and joy, and gave him a brisk hug: "Thank you! You have saved many people!"

Before everyone could react, he turned back in a hurry and waved at the dancers on the grass: "Come here!"

Qiao Zhihuan responded, and the students walked towards the beach like a tide, while Ye Cike still stood there in a daze, completely unrestrained.

The profiteer rolled his eyes at him, and retorted heavily: "Promise!"

Qiao Zhihuan led the students to study the abstract patterns: "The illustrations are complete. The only thing now is the demo of the theme song. There is no music. It's not easy to get stuck in the rhythm when dancing dry."

The profiteer put out the cigarette butt in his hand and walked into the crowd: "Theme song demo, why don't you ask me?"

After finishing speaking, he took the initiative to add: "It's free."

"Smelly rotten oranges, what time is it and my brothers are still not allowed to get off work."

At four o'clock in the morning, Scud stared at the gate of the recording base through the telescope, but still no one finished the practice and walked out of the base.

No one is a fan of Scud.Now that idol collapses too fast, Renminbi is still the cutest. As long as she runs fast, being sad and collapsed is definitely not her future.

Therefore, she is just a proxy shooter who doesn't have feelings, and makes a living by selling videos and photos of various idols commuting to and from get off work.

But she hasn't taken any good photos for two days, and now Alipay is as dry as her wallet.

Suddenly, her mobile phone rang like thunder, and the security guard at the recording base immediately looked over vigilantly, squatted down in the bushes by the roadside, and answered the phone: "Die! I was almost caught!"

There was a scream from the other end of the phone: "Come here quickly! Immediately! On the lighthouse at the northeast corner of the island!"

Scud: "I've been squatting here for two days, you let me go now?!"

"Why are you filming after get off work? Ye Ci and Ke Qiao Zhihuan are leading everyone to dance the theme song, double C! I've already started recording!!" The other side put down the phone with a beep.

"It's late at night, where are you going?"

A faint sentence came from above, and Scud raised his head to see Uncle Security looking at her with a smile on his face.

Scud smiled awkwardly, and ran away while the other party was not paying attention.Before running 50 meters away, her mobile phone ding-dong and received a WeChat message.

She clicked on the news while driving like lightning, and the moment she saw the content of the video, she jumped happily in place: "Fuck! What a fairy!"

The security uncle who was chasing him stopped immediately, and decided to stay away from psychosis.

"Huanhuan, come, Mulberry. It's washed."

Little Canine handed over a small bowl of mulberries, "You and Teacher Ye are both tired, why don't you both rest first, and we can practice by ourselves."

Four hours ago, Ye Cike provided the theme song dance map, and profiteers provided the theme song demo. The sheep and scorpion barbecue meeting on the grass was suspended and turned into a theme song dance training meeting.

Qiao Zhihuan finished learning the second half of the theme song in a few 10 minutes. After that, he and Ye Cike, the only ones who could complete the theme song, divided the remaining students into two classes.

At first, the students were a little apprehensive.

He has produced several dance dramas, his artistic level is not bad, and he is taciturn. Based on the first impression, the students thought that he might be a strict teacher, and more than half of them chose Qiao Zhihuan's side.

As a result, within half an hour, the two classes merged automatically. On the surface, it was said that the two teachers would take turns to teach and have a break, but it was not the case.

Ye Cike looked strict, but he didn't talk much, and when he saw something wrong, he only said a few words briefly.

But the cheerful and lively Qiao Zhihuan was different. He looked friendly, but as soon as he entered the professional field, he looked like a devil's upper body, and immediately changed his face. Will not work.

The students complained incessantly, so they got some mulberries from a miracle profiteer, and asked Qiao Zhihuan to eat some mulberries for a rest, so that everyone could catch their breath.

"Here, washed."

After tossing and tossing all night, Ye Cike was a little tired, and was relaxing in the sea breeze, when a mulberry fruit suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Qiao Zhi smiled and handed it to his lips, Ye Cike stared at it cautiously for half a second, then glanced away.

This action made Qiao Zhihuan laugh out loud: "Ms. Ye, you are like a deer. You should smell it carefully before eating it. This is not poisonous!"

He said that he ate one by himself as a demonstration.

"...a deer won't stop eating after smelling it." Ye Cike said, "Deer will only keep chasing you for deer cakes, and if you don't give them, they will use their antlers against you."

His serious look made Qiao Zhihuan smile. Ye Cike stared at him and smiled faintly.

Qiao Zhihuan joked, holding up the tough green stalk, and handed the mulberry fruit to his lips: "Come on, Mrs. Ye, here is the deer cake, don't touch me with the horn."

Ye Cike stared at him.

It felt like several seconds had passed, his hands were still in the air, and the atmosphere was a bit weird and awkward.

Qiao Zhihuan was about to take back her hand, but Ye Cike lowered her eyes slightly, took the mulberry fruit in her mouth, and then slowly bit it off.

His movements were as slow as watching slow motion, and the beads of his lips brushed Qiao Zhihuan's fingertips as if they were invisible.

Cool, like falling morning dew.