After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

When Ye Cike leaned over, Qiao Zhihuan was startled by his action.

For a moment, he really thought that Ye Cike was going to kiss him, but Ye Cike stopped within two or three centimeters of him.

Qiao Zhihuan raised her eyelashes slightly, and Ye Cike's beautifully shaped lips were close at hand.

He used exactly the Toulouse tea that Qiao Zhihuan had spotted at a glance. The matte purple-toned rose color on his lips was particularly alluring. With only a thin layer, it really looked like a piece of soft and fragrant rose petals.

Qiao Zhihuan held his breath, even though he didn't know the reason.

His eyes turned anxiously, and he found that Ye Cike did not cover the tattoo on his neck today, but his shirt was restrained to the top button, most of the tattoos were wrapped in the shirt, leaving only A short section of soft thorns at the lower neckline.

It felt like Qiao Zhihuan had been staring at this soft thorn for a long time.

Suddenly, Ye Cike's finger touched his cold lips.

At that moment, he felt his heart struggling hard, and then a numbness passed through his whole body very quickly.

Ye Cike stared at him with downcast eyes, moved his fingertips to the right, and slowly wiped away his lipstick.

Ye Cike's fingertips were warm and a little rough, and the scent of paint mixed with the fingertips lingered into his mind.

That action was more like wiping away the redness of his mouth than wiping his heart. He felt that Ye Cike had ignited some fuse, and the blood in his whole body burned instantly.

"joyous!"

The photographer suddenly called out to him, this was his savior before drowning, Qiao Zhihuan immediately looked over.

With a click, the scene was completely frozen.

"My God!" The photographer looked at the last photo and said a lot of French excitedly. Stardiv's product announcement stood beside him, showing a rare smile.

Ye Cike helped him out of the fountain, walked towards the photographer, and looked back at the photos just now with the photographer.

He lowered his head, his face was calm and calm, and he whispered a few words to the photographer from time to time, with no strange expression on his face.

Qiao Zhihuan didn't want to look back at all.He was wearing the towel that Wendy sent up, but Wendy came over mysteriously and tilted the phone.

On the phone is a picture captured by Wendy.

In the twilight, Qiao Zhihuan was sitting in the fountain pool, with Ye Cike standing in the thick shadow beside him.

Ye Cike raised his chin, as if stepping on the dark side to pursue victory, thorns overflowed from his body, attacked Qiao Zhihuan's body, and blackened half of his color.

The photographer's shout at the end made Qiao Zhihuan look at the camera in a daze. The sparkling pool light filled his whole body, his skin was frosty white, and his shirt was thoroughly ironed. He was so shockingly beautiful.

The most amazing thing is the color of his lips. It turned out that Ye Cike's fingers were painted with dark purple Toulouse's thoughts. He deliberately rubbed Qiao Zhihuan's lips with his fingers, so that the small half of his lips were stained with Ye Cike's lip color. Gently wiped away, Qiao Zhihuan's lips were messy, like the flush after an intense kiss.

"This is my favorite movie this year!" Wendy waved her phone triumphantly: "Do you want me to send it to you?"

"No, forget it." Qiao Zhihuan thought for a while, and added, "...I handed over my mobile phone."

Wendy regretted again and again.

Qiao Zhihuan nodded goodbye to the staff, packed up his things and prepared to leave, Ye Cike chased after him: "Are you all right? Didn't I scare you just now?"

"It's nothing." Qiao Zhihuan pretended to be relaxed, "The filming is cooperative, what's the matter?"

Ye Cike originally wanted to say something more, but after hearing his answer, he held back the words on his lips.On the way back to the dormitory, both of them were extremely silent.

When he reached the fork in the dormitory, Ye Cike insisted on sending him back, but Qiao Zhihuan shook his head and firmly refused: "I still need someone to take you two steps away? Teacher Ye, go back and rest early."

After finishing speaking, he originally wanted to hug Ye Cike as if he was embracing others goodbye, but he opened his arms slightly, his body froze inexplicably, and he waved goodbye abruptly instead.

Once back in the dormitory, Qiao Zhihuan let out a long sigh and buried herself in the quilt.

Little Fang heard the sound, and ran out of the bathroom with his head full of foam: "What's the matter, what's the matter? Did you quarrel or fight!"

A pillow hit him with a thud.

Qiao Zhihuan frowned at him under the quilt: "Put on clothes! Hooligans!!"

Little Fang was yelled inexplicably: "Everyone is a man, why are you a hooligan?"

The conversation was divided into two parts, at the recording base, the students had just finished class.

In the past few days, apart from professional classes, the students have been stepping up to practice the theme song. After all, as soon as the pen-hold shooting rankings come out this weekend, everyone will be taken directly to the beach to record, and there is no extra practice time.

Therefore, students with better foundations practice until eleven o'clock these days, and those with weaker foundations can spend the night in the practice room.

It was almost eleven o'clock at this time, and most of the trainees walked out of the recording base in twos and threes, and some of the more friendly ones greeted Zhanjie across the road.

"Hundreds of billions! Hundreds of billions!"

"Look here!"

Miss Zhan suddenly felt a commotion. It turned out that Bai Yi came out of the recording base and stood across the road specially to say hello to them with a smile.

Bai Yi deliberately threw a Wink at the camera, and the surrounding sisters screamed excitedly, and the proxy shooter Scud pouted speechlessly.

The station sister next to her saw that she didn't shoot the hunk, so she thought that Scud didn't know the scorpion. She told her popular science that he was popular. He has sung, and many people have heard him live, and they all say that he is very good.

"I know hundreds of billions." Scud interrupted her, "I just don't like his style, how can I say, 'I know I'm in business, you also know that I'm in business, everyone gets what they need, don't be distracted ’, very industrial saccharine.”

The station sister next to me was shocked: "I thought this was the one you wanted! Just do a good job in business, and everyone will get together and relax without distraction."

"No, I'm not right." Scud thought about it, "I think his smile is all fake, as if he doesn't give his true feelings to anyone, it's a bit too heartless."

The two were discussing, when someone around her elbowed her: "Scud, I think he seems to be looking at you."

"Look at me?" Scud looked up in surprise, and happened to bump into Bai Yi's gaze. His doggy eyes were staring at her, smiling brightly through the blurred street lights.

……I go.

Scud frowned, and almost hit the enemy's sugar-coated shell.

She simply lowered her head, the enemy advances and I retreat, and I can hide if I can't be provoked.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden low sigh around her, and someone tapped her on the shoulder.

When she looked up, Qian Yi was standing in front of her eyes!And looked at her with a low smile!

The station sisters around her spread out in a quail style, their eyes were extremely envious.

Qian Yi stood in front of her with his pockets in his pocket: "Why are you hiding from me?"

Scud was extremely surprised: "Do you dare to make a private contact?"

There are some unwritten rules between idols and fans, one of which is that idols cannot communicate with fans in private.It's very rare to come over and talk like Bai Yi so generously.

Bai Yishang pointed to the patrolling drone: "I am aboveboard. I have a serious business with you. You know, there was a patrolling drone that day. Is it yours?"

Scud didn't deny it, just asked him what his plan was.

Qianyi smiled at her: "Do you want to make the game more fun?"

After finishing speaking, Qian Yi waved to her, and walked back across the road with his pocket in his pocket.

Scud was about to follow, but the person next to her grabbed her: "Don't you eat sugar-coated cannonballs!"

Scud replied heavily: "...I am superficial."

The sugar-coated shells are really delicious.

On Friday evening, Peng Qiang, vice president of Big Orange Entertainment, was checking the report from the secretary.

As soon as the second issue of "Made in the Stars" goes online, voting for the first C will begin immediately.

He had watched Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike's pen-hold shoots beforehand, and his skills were quite good.So this time he issued a death order, and the direction of public opinion must be completely reversed as soon as the penhold camera goes online.

……

As soon as [-]:[-] a.m., the feature film was just released, and the topic of #星际制作第二期# rushed into the trending searches, and the theme song pen-hold voting page opened at the same time.

At this time, Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike, relying on the enthusiasm they had accumulated, were neck and neck in pen-hold voting and were far ahead.

Zhao Yingjie, as the most popular player before the game and the first A in the first period, followed closely and ranked third.

The marketing account owned by Big Orange immediately seized the front row of hot topics, and posted several posts in a row: "Are some students crazy about hyping CP? Do you have to ride your face for pen-hold shots?"

"Do some people know the meaning of pen-hold shooting? I won't hide it. I will criticize Ye Cike and Qiao Zhihuan by name."

"Laughing, half of Qiao Zhihuan's pen-hold shot was replaced by Ye Cike, and half of Ye Cike's pen-hold shot was replaced by Qiao Zhihuan. I would like to call it the CP of pressing the head. It's really not sweet."

After the audience who had actually watched the feature film clicked on the square and saw the hot posts in the front row, they realized that this was the case.

The so-called pen-hold shooting originally means that the camera only shoots a certain student throughout the whole process, such as Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike, who suddenly flip into each other's pen-hold shooting in the middle of the filming, which has never happened since the pen-hold shooting.

The direction of the strong wind in the square changed, and the passers-by who were already swinging felt that it seemed a little inappropriate.

In the super talk of the show, I don’t know who launched the “Falling Science Fiction Movement”, calling on all the hopeless student fan groups to unite and vote for Zhao Yingjie, who is temporarily ranked No.3, and let him surpass Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike , the slogan is "The first C is for Zhao Yingjie, and the royal family who sells CP can't take it."

All of a sudden, many students' fans were inspired to vote with Zhao Yingjie.By early Saturday morning, Zhao Yingjie had surpassed Ye Cike in the number of pen-hold votes, and the gap with Qiao Zhihuan was also shrinking.

Seeing that the public opinion is getting more and more chaotic, suddenly, the proxy shooting website "Scud" went online and posted a Weibo:

"Is the heat enough? The ticket has also arrived, right?

Let me just ask, what kind of royal family would be driven to the beach to secretly practice the theme song? "

The accompanying picture is a short video.

The video shows a dark seaside, and a lighthouse can be seen in the distance.

The students cross-dressed and wore blood-clothed clothes, which was a little bit of a sense of joy.Although their costumes were messy, their dancing movements were unexpectedly neat, and every move was like a group of knives raised in unison, very imposing.

The barrage was full of surprise: "Fuck! Is this still my dancing idiot brother? What happened?"

"Who cured my son's flurry of hands and feet?!"

"So handsome! It makes me feel good!!"

"Is this the dance that Qiao Zhihuan danced in the legend??"

"Qiao Zhihuan is such a skilled doctor, is it too late to send my son to the competition?!"

Not only that, but in that video, when the music reached the climax of the chorus, Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike, who were at the front of the line, stood facing each other, stepping on the drums and alternately doing backhand flips!

The two figures quickly interlaced and landed cleanly. The free play of the two was actually choreographed in response to Qiao Zhihuan's dance of manipulating Ye Cike from the air. Especially in the last scene, Ye Cike suddenly broke free from the "rope" that controlled him , as if it is really about to break out of the cage, the strength and range are extremely perfect.

At first, this Weibo didn't even have time to type, and it was all forwarded rapidly.

20, 50... 3, in less than [-] minutes, the repost of this video has exceeded one million.

At this time, there are gradually comments below the video:

"Fuck!! Is this the joy of Da Wu playing double C?"

"Is this the correct way for them to open the penhold?!"

Public opinion exploded in an instant, and #海湾双C# was airborne at the top of the list.

At this moment, Qiao Zhihuan didn't know that he had caused such a big storm. He looked behind the empty person and smiled wryly.

A few days ago, five judges watched the pen-hold shots of all the students, and selected the ten students with the highest degree of completion as the ten captains for the first performance.However, Ye Cike rejected the invitation, No. 11 replaced him and became the captain.

Now ten people are lined up, and the remaining students choose the team they want to join according to their ranking.

The other captains were already standing behind him, but Qiao Zhihuan was the only one who was lonely and lonely.

"Huanhuan."

Qiao Zhihuan recognized the person in front of him as one of the students who went to the haunted house together: "Do you want to come?"

"No." The man smiled awkwardly, "I just want to say that no one chooses you because you are not good, but because you are too good. In fact, if there is no elimination system, everyone will rush to choose you."

"Are you still comforting me?" Qiao Zhihuan couldn't help laughing, "Hurry up and find your captain, lest the team be full soon."

After all, the competition is a competitive event, especially after the first performance, half of the people will be eliminated, so it is natural to avoid strong players when selecting groups, Qiao Zhihuan doesn't think there is anything wrong with this.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, and the students came to his team with one person in their arms.

Everyone else wears a T-shirt in the uniform uniform jacket, so he wears a plain chiffon shirt with silver cufflinks and stands at the front of the line. style.

Qiao Zhihuan pretended to complain: "Slow to death!"

"The good thing came late." Wei Lingfu smiled lightly, high-fived him, and entered Qiao Zhihuan's team.

The second one to join was Ye Cike.

Qiao Zhihuan still had some regrets: "Why did you push the captain? I want to fight you again."

Ye Cike smiled: "I want to be your team member, captain."

Immediately afterwards, Little Fang opened his arms to rush over to hug Qiao Zhihuan, but was held down mercilessly by Ye Cike.

After that, several other students joined Qiao Zhihuan's team. In the end, there were not many students left on the field. The profiteer hesitated in front of two or three teams, and finally stood in front of the team adjacent to Qiao Zhihuan.

Qiao Zhihuan hooked his hand at him: "Profitable businessman!"

The profiteer glanced behind him, still hesitated.

"Hundred billion!" The captain next to him called him, "Master Arranger! I'm just waiting for you!"

"Hundreds of billions! Come to me, I'll buy a monthly package!"

That team tried their best to attract profiteers, and the profiteers also looked very tempted.

Qiao Zhihuan suddenly smiled harmlessly: "If you don't come here, I'll evacuate your small warehouse right away, I know, it's here..."

The profiteer's face changed drastically, and he immediately trot into the team.

After the chicken and dog jump, all the students were successfully divided into groups. Lu Wenya smiled and cueed the subsequent process, requiring each team to select three athletes as contestants for the sports song competition.

As soon as the competition system was announced, Little Fang seemed to have finally discovered his usefulness. He almost jumped up and raised his hand: "Me, me, me!"

Little Fang has actually been on the battlefield before, and in terms of physical fitness, he is probably the best.

This guy was also very satisfied with his body, he lifted his hem and teased his abs to the people around him, the profiteer wiped his oil unceremoniously, and his little fangs were so angry that they wanted to split in place.

Wei Lingsu made a comprehensive consideration, discussed with Qiao Zhihuan, and reported him and Ye Cike as well.

He believed that Lu Wenya deliberately did not announce the competition items, but asked to register first, which required that the students who applied had better have no shortcomings and excellent overall qualities.

"I chose you because I think you have a good sense of balance, you are calm in situations, and you should not be bad at sports. I chose Teacher Ye because I think you are stable in handling things, and your body..." Wei Lingsu was not sure, and looked at Ye Cike questioningly.

"Mr. Ye grew up by the sea! You have a great body!" the profiteer said, wanting to lift his clothes, "Come, Mr. Ye, to show everyone your eight-pack abs."

Ye Cike slapped his paw off.

Qiao Zhihuan asked curiously, "How do you know that Teacher Ye grew up by the sea?"

The profiteer winked at him, gestured for money, and was immediately punched by Qiao Zhihuan.

"Tsk. Violence. You are all too violent." The profiteer pretended to be injured.

The list of representatives selected by each team has been compiled. Lu Wenya stood on the stage and read the names one by one for publicity, and then announced: "Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, the students who have read their names will gather at Champagne Beach. Teammates can also come to cheer -"

"Why go to the beach? Is it a water sport?"

Lu Wenya nodded: "Yes."

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden wail from the crowd.

Little Fang was startled and said, "I'm a landlubber!"

Everyone in Qiao Zhihuan's team covered their faces together.

The seaside group recording ended, and the trainees returned to the base by bus.

As soon as Qiao Zhihuan got out of the car, there was a burst of screams not far away, followed by a loud shout: "Huanhuan! Thank you for taking care of my brother!"

Qiao Zhihuan looked up in a daze, only to see several banners suddenly pulled up on the opposite side of the recording base:

"Thank you Qiao Zhihuan for urging my baby to learn to dance!"

"If the baby does not dance, he will be beaten to death! We agree!"

Qiao Zhihuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and replied, "I don't agree!"

When he returned to the dormitory, he realized what was going on.

On the day of learning the theme song on the beach, there was a drone that was circling around. He asked Wei Ling to tell which station sister’s machine it was, and see if he could buy the video. Who knew that the proxy shooter named Scud would understand it as soon as he heard it. Knowing Dacheng's hype intention, she offered to stand up and help post this Weibo.

It is also because of the video and evidence that Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike's "royal family" remarks are self-defeating, and the fans of the 50 students in the haunted house group have a surge in their favor.

Someone also cut Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike's penhold shots together and played them side by side.Moreover, after knowing the cause and effect, it is really different to look at penhold shooting.

During the pen-hold shooting, the heavy rain poured down instantly, but the two of them were not affected by the weather at all. Their movements were stuck and the range was as precise as a machine, and their burning persistence could be felt through the screen.

It's like they were suppressed by the program group, dragged to a haunted house to test their courage, and deliberately refused to learn the theme song, and they all survived each level.

In the final rainstorm and early sunshine, the pen-hold barrage is full of "dreams that can't be extinguished by pouring rain", "this is the real idol, inspiring people", "my heart is as clear as the weather", "forgive me To put it bluntly, these two people are not C, and no one is qualified to be C."

Their #海沙双C# hot search is also different from other star hot searches.

There is no criticism, no beautiful pictures, no brainwashing copywriting, all real ordinary people are sharing their past struggles and feelings.

Some people braved the heavy rain just to save the meeting arrangement, some people studied for an important exam, and some people asked [-] or [-] people back and forth for a contract...

They resonated with Qiao Zhihuan through a penhold, and even ignited the fire in each other's souls.

Until a person in the hot search found something strange: "Didn't Miss Frontline say that Qiao Zhihuan, Ye Cike, and Zhao Yingjie's pen-hold shots were recorded by the same group? Why is it raining in the sci-fi pen-hold shots, but Zhao Yingjie's pen-hold shots are Sunny day?"

The comment section below this post instantly exploded: "Fuck, it's true!"

"Have you re-recorded it?"

"Isn't there only one chance for a pen-hold shot?"

"The real emperor is born."

That night, when Qiao Zhihuan was leaving the dormitory, he bumped into Zhao Yingjie.His eye circles were red, as if he had just cried, and when he bumped into Qiao Zhihuan, it was like bumping into a plague god, so he immediately changed direction and walked in another direction.

Qiao Zhihuan didn't have a good relationship with him, so she didn't want to ask any more questions, so she just pretended she didn't see him and walked out.

"Hello." Zhao Yingjie stopped him.

Qiao Zhihuan turned around: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Yingjie thought for a while, then whispered, "Tomorrow's events are freestyle, solo sailing and free surfing."

"Does anyone else know?"

"……probably."

Qiao Zhihuan: "Why did you tell me?"

Zhao Yingjie blinked his fluttering eyelashes, then lowered his eyelids and said quickly, "You... I think you are a good person."

After finishing speaking, he walked away ashamed of himself.

...and a little cute.

Ye Cike followed from behind: "Why are you standing here?"

Qiao Zhihuan: "Take a good person card."

Ye Cike: "??"

"By the way, tomorrow's events are freestyle, solo sailing, and freesurfing." Qiao Zhihuan was a little apprehensive, "Which... will you know?"

Ye Cike smiled: "Which one do you want to learn?"