After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

In the early morning, when Qiao Zhihuan woke up, the first thing she saw was Ye Cike beside her.

Ye Cike was sitting beside him drawing a picture. He was only wearing a thin light blue shirt with a button undone at the neckline, revealing a small section of clear and neat collarbone.

He was fully absorbed in drawing on the tablet, the cold light of the screen reflected on his stern eyebrows, the ends of slightly curly hair were hanging down randomly, trembling slightly with the movements of his fingers.

This was the second time Qiao Zhihuan watched him draw.He always felt that Ye Cike's serious appearance was full of charm.

Qiao Zhihuan wanted to get closer, but she didn't expect that as soon as she sat upright, a soft "shh" came from above her head.

When he looked up, he saw the profiteer standing behind Ye Cike, mouthing silently, "Don't disturb him."

Qiao Zhihuan immediately stopped approaching.He leaned against the wall of the lighthouse and looked around. He speculated that it should be around five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was a misty and gentle blue-purple, like a goddess in a veil.

The sky is tinged with orange, the sun is about to rise, and the whole land is slightly lit up.

Ye Cike's pure white pen stopped suddenly.

He raised his head suddenly, the bright light from the sky dyed his eyelashes gold, and then fell into his pupils, like two clusters of sparks.

It's going to be sunrise.

Last night, Ye Cike promised to call Qiao Zhihuan to watch the sunrise together. He planned to wake Qiao Zhihuan up. When he turned his head, he thought he would see Qiao Zhihuan who was sleeping peacefully. Unexpectedly, Qiao Zhihuan was bathed in the morning light and smiled at him: "Good morning , Teacher Ye."

Ye Cike couldn't help feeling a little distracted: "Morning."

Qiao Zhihuan sat up: "Come on, let's watch the sunrise together!"

The sky was burned brighter and brighter, and then, the fiery red sun jumped up, and the bright golden light spread on the sea.

The moment the world was lit up, Ye Cike suddenly grabbed his hand. In order to conceal his real purpose, he also grabbed the profiteer next to him.

The profiteer also took the opportunity to grab Wei Lingsu's hand, but was slapped unceremoniously.

Qiao Zhihuan was well aware of Ye Cike's tricks and pretended not to be suspicious.

Ye Cike's joints were warm and strong, and his slender fingers rested on the back of his hand. At first, they only covered them vaguely. When the sun's rays fully bloomed, he pried open Qiao Zhihuan's fingers, and invaded gently but irresistibly. go in.

Qiao Zhihuan glanced at it, and felt that Ye Cike was so interesting. He was the one who took the initiative, and he was the one who held other people's fingers, but he was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to look at him, and he kept talking from the base of his ear. Burned to the side of the neck.

After sunrise, Qiao Zhihuan asked the profiteer how the composition was going, and the profiteer said that it was generally sound, but it was almost tasteless.

But exactly what it tasted like, he couldn't tell himself.

The four packed up and prepared to go back. Just as Ye Cike was about to put away the tablet, the profiteer immediately stopped him: "Let me take a look at Teacher Ye's masterpiece."

He called up the software, and the semi-finished painting jumped out.

The whole painting is golden-orange, the strokes and lines are quite fanciful, the picture is misty and misty, the center is a sleeping god with his knees hugged, the sun is his transparent wings, covering his almost naked body, he looks like lying on a lavender bed On the dreamland, a faint light is emitted.

"This is the first time I've seen your painting with such bright colors." The profiteer said, "Who is this painting?"

Ye Cike: "No one."

He raised his hand and was about to withdraw the tablet, but someone pinched the edge of the tablet. Qiao Zhihuan leaned over and said, "Let me see."

The person in the painting has light brown curly hair, slim and slender limbs, and most importantly, there is a light red mole on the right shoulder blade.

It's easy to see who is on the picture.

Qiao Zhihuan deliberately sighed: "It's beautiful to look good. It's a pity that there is no prototype for this painting."

The profiteer asked: "How?"

Qiao Zhihuan walked under the lighthouse and said, "Ms. Ye's paintings are so good. If there is a 'prototype', the prototype should be very happy."

Ye Cike clasped the tablet to his chest, bowed his head and followed at the end. Hearing what Qiao Zhihuan said, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, as if expecting to meet Qiao Zhihuan's eyes.

However, Qiao Zhihuan didn't look back from the beginning to the end. He talked and laughed with the profiteer and got off the lighthouse. Not to mention looking back at him, the topic after that had nothing to do with this painting.

Ye Cike lowered his brows half depressed and half regretful.

At a short section in front of the lighthouse where the water was flooded, the profiteer repeated his old tricks, carrying Wei Lingsu, who did not want to get wet, on his back.Ye Cike stood by the water and was about to put the tablet into the carrying bag, but the tablet was suddenly taken away. When he looked up, Qiao Zhihuan was holding his tablet, staring at him meaningfully.

Qiao Zhihuan's eyes are particularly beautiful, the shape is close to almond eyes, but they are more transparent and narrow, looking affectionate, as long as he is willing to stare at others, this look will make anyone feel numb.

Ye Cike was a little nervous, and asked in a low voice: "What?"

Qiao Zhihuan smiled slightly: "I'll hold it for you." He raised his hand and took the electronic pen from Ye Cike's hand.

Ye Cike didn't know why, so Qiao Zhihuan snorted lightly: "Carry me on your back."

Ye Cike thought he heard it wrong: "What?"

Qiao Zhihuan turned around, glanced at him like a lingering snake, and paused every word: "I said, carry me over."

He saw that Ye Cike was hiding even the paintings, he was innocent and cute, so he deliberately teased him, wanting to see how nervous he was at a loss.

Unexpectedly, before Qiao Zhihuan finished speaking, his whole body lightened suddenly. Ye Cike unexpectedly caught him by the waist!

Qiao Zhihuan never thought that this person would take it seriously, and immediately struggled to get down, but was caught by Ye Cike with one hand, stepped into the sea without saying a word.

Qiao Zhihuan struggled so hard that the tablet in his hand almost slipped, so he hurriedly freed his hand to grab it.

"Don't fall." Ye Cike said in a deep voice, "The picture of you is not finished yet."

Qiao Zhihuan asked back: "...Isn't there no prototype?"

Ye Cike was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "You clearly know."

Qiao Zhihuan was somewhat satisfied with the point, he fell on Ye Cike's shoulder and calmed down.

Ye Cike has always been exercising, his shoulders are strong and thick, and his back is wide. Lying on his shoulders does not feel the slightest pain, but feels safe.

After crossing the breakwater, Ye Cike didn't let him down, but directly resisted to the gate where he slipped out, and put him down under the surprised eyes of profiteers and Wei Lingsu.

Qiao Zhihuan's heart was already confused, but her face was calm, and she led them back the same way as if nothing happened.

However, as soon as he returned to the dormitory, he rushed to the bathroom, and the warm water trickled down his cheeks, and his shoulders relaxed a little, and he sighed slightly.

Ye Cike is really unexpected.

The moment he was suddenly picked up, he was really moved.

Turn off the water and get out of the bathroom.

Most of the people in the dormitory were still sleeping, but there was an unexpected person leaning against the quiet room.

Ruan Sihuan leaned against his bed frame with one shoulder. He seemed to have just come back from the outside, his hair was messed up by the wind, and he was staring at Qiao Zhihuan intently.

He was obviously a clean freak, so he didn't avoid suspicion. He didn't wear gloves, and gently stroked Qiao Zhihuan's bed frame with his right hand.

Qiao Zhihuan hadn't had much contact with him since the haunted house, so he didn't know why he came here suddenly.He approached his bed, and was about to see off the guest, but the other party cut him off and said, "You have a hip bone injury, why do you make him resist you so much?"

One sentence surprised Qiao Zhihuan, and what Ruan Sihuan said was obviously what Ye Cike had resisted this morning.

Afraid of waking up the people in the dormitory, Qiao Zhihuan dragged Ruan Sihuan to find a secluded corner: "Who are you? Who told you about the hip bone? And, are you following me?"

He asked a few questions like a cannonball, but Ruan Sihuan didn't know where the fire came from. He didn't answer any of the questions. Instead, he asked Qiao Zhihuan: "Didn't you say that you will leave when you see Ye Cike? Why are you still here? Don't you Are you planning to go back?"

Qiao Zhihuan took a serious look at him: "Ruan Sihuan, do I know you very well? What's your position in asking me these words?"

Ruan Sihuan's face turned pale for a moment, as if he was stabbed in the heart by these words.

He muttered a few times, and finally apologized in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry. I just hope that you can go back. I... I mean, many people are waiting for you to go back."

This was exactly what Qiao Zhihuan was asking.

Qiao Zhihuan turned her face away, and sighed almost imperceptibly: "... I still say the same thing, it's none of your business."

Ruan Sihuan looked at him in ecstasy. For a while, his face was filled with various emotions, expectations, disappointment, anger, and sadness. He seemed to have a lot to say, and even took a step forward to grab Qiao Zhihuan's arm, but a I can't speak a word.

Qiao Zhihuan slid her right hand along her forearm and easily broke free from his control: "No matter where you come from, you are not allowed to follow me in the future."

He turned around and left, but Ruan Sihuan seemed to be exhausted, his shoulders drooped weakly, and he squatted down slowly.

Ruan Sihuan's tossing and tossing took up half an hour when he planned to catch up on sleep.

It's almost seven o'clock, and today he still has time to shoot the theme song MV, so he has no time to relax.

Qiao Zhihuan brought some food casually, poured himself two cups of black coffee in the cafeteria, and went straight to the studio.

When they arrived at the studio, Ye Cike arrived at the same time.

Qiao Zhihuan glanced at his watch, and it was ten seconds before the seven o'clock they had agreed upon. Teacher Ye was really a human body clock, with hard-core obsessive-compulsive disorder, who could miss even a second.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the staff had already arrived and were already in a busy state. Moreover, there was an unexpected person standing in the waiting area.

As soon as Zhao Yingjie saw Qiao Zhihuan, he immediately rushed towards him, bowed deeply without saying a word.

"Thank you!" He looked up and said with a smile, "The things about the pen-hold shooting before, the accident, and the press conference are all thanks to you. I don't know how to thank you!"

Qiao Zhihuan kept saying that there was no need, it was just a matter of little effort, and asked him if he was in good health.

"It's all thanks to you!"

Qiao Zhihuan was puzzled: "What does it have to do with me?"

Zhao Yingjie avoided people, and mysteriously took out his mobile phone to show him. There was a small Weibo account on his mobile phone, and he reposted the same Weibo every day: "Repost Qiao Shenxian, immediately protect your body with golden light"

The accompanying picture is the last scene of his pen-hold shooting. The weather cleared up and the sun illuminated his whole body from bottom to top.

"Since I started reposting your photos, I feel better and better every day. I can be discharged from the hospital in just a few days!" Zhao Yingjie smiled happily: "You are now the most popular brocade on Weibo this month. carp!"

Qiao Zhihuan: "..."

"Brother Huanhuan, let's shake hands, it's my first day of work today, let me feel happy!"

As he said that, Zhao Yingjie raised his claws to grab Qiao Zhihuan, but he was held in the air before his hand could reach anyone.

Ye Cike rejected him solemnly: "Advocating science and breaking superstition starts with me."

The author has something to say: Thanks to Jennie and Weishang Youlan for the nutrient solution~