After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

After Qiao Zhihuan finished asking, her eyes flicked over everyone's faces one by one.

"I'll listen to you." Ye Cike was the first to express his opinion.

No one else objected, Qiao Zhi laughed happily, using the back of the sofa as a cover, and calmly took out a black intercom from Wei Lingsu's waist.

"It's not me—" Wei Lingfu was about to blurt out.

"Hush—" Qiao Zhihuan put his hand to his lips, "Let's watch another movie."

Everyone immediately understood what he meant and broke up pretending to be unhappy.

The profiteer walked back and forth in front of the window bored, Wei Lingsu sat and read a book, Ye Cike rotated the channel once, and stayed on the movie channel.

Coincidentally, it was the mecha vs. monster movie that Little Fang watched last time.

And the plot is just in the stage of the mecha Jedi's counter-killing.

Only a few mechanical sounds came from the intercom, Qiao Zhihuan listened patiently for a while, avoiding the view of the camera, sat on the sofa with his arms propped up, pretending to be nonchalant, but secretly tapping on the intercom with his fingertips.

In fact, when the staff wanted to take Ye Cike away, he thought it was better to obey temporarily than to fight. Who knew that Big Orange would get worse and take them to a place where there was no signal. Fortunately, Qiao Zhihuan had prepared in advance.

Ye Cike glanced at him lightly.

With Qiao Zhihuan around, everything seems to be much more secure.

I don't know what Qiao Zhihuan was messing with, and suddenly whispered: "It's done."

There was no wave on everyone's face, but the lips stretched out in unison.

At 03:30 in the morning, a group of staff climbed the sea cliff in the rain with flashlights.

Qiao Zhihuan and his party were imprisoned in the cave on the sea cliff. Dacheng arranged for three shifts of staff to take care of them. Now it is the third shift of staff.

The rest took over, and the leader wandered to the monitoring room on the second floor. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a big yawn from inside.

"Neglect of duty, you." Someone joked with him, "Did you fall asleep?"

"Come on." The yawning man said while sitting, "Money is hard to earn, and shit is hard to eat. I'm just applying for an operation position. Who knows that I have to do such a crappy job. I can't sleep in the middle of the night."

"Okay, I'll take your place, you can have a good rest."

The four rows of dense screens in the monitoring room are monitoring almost all rooms in the entire Cave in real time.

The newcomer lit a cigarette for himself, and passed another one to the sitting person: "How are they?"

The person sitting cut off the surveillance in several rooms one after another, and it was the bedroom where Qiao Zhihuan and the others lived.

The room was quiet, and the quilt on the bed was raised high: "I'm asleep."

In fact, he was a little guilty. He was too sleepy in the early morning, so he squinted for a while. In addition, he was a little resistant to the job of restricting other people's activities, so he didn't keep staring.

Fortunately, the newcomer was not suspicious: "That's good."

Suddenly there was a deafening engine sound outside, from far to near, the people sitting dozing off immediately stopped the noise: "What are you doing, it's late at night."

"Helicopter for aerial photography. It's good to take aerial shots in the early morning. There are often."

"It's noisy."

The noise of the helicopter was getting louder and louder, it was shouting on the top of the head, the newcomer hung smoke in the air, and his expression changed: "...that's not right."

The person sitting was too noisy and covered his ears, but he didn't hear what he said at all.

He snatched the mouse and quickly cut to several bedrooms. The people on the bed were still sleeping soundly, and the raised part didn't even move.

"What's wrong?" Sitting scratching his head.

"... With such a loud noise, even if you don't wake up, you should turn over, but these people don't move!"

The faces of the people sitting down gradually darkened.

"I'll go take a look."

"There are Rêver's three young masters! The superiors have told you to be polite and don't make them angry."

"How can we care about the third son now! If he is released, we can't afford to go around!"

The newcomer twisted his cigarette and pulled the door out like a whirlwind.

He quickly came to one of the bedrooms and knocked on the door dozens of times without any movement.

In desperation, he used the spare key to open the door, but the bed was still bulging, as if he couldn't wake up even with such a loud noise.

He took a step forward and lifted the quilt suddenly, his heart was half cold!

There was no one there at all, just some pillows and bedding randomly nestled!

*Dark clouds rolled over the roof, and the rain poured down.

Wei Lingsu's seaplane was suspended in the air, the side door opened with a clatter, and the little fangs suddenly protruded: "Huanhuan! I'm coming!"

At that time, on the other end of the walkie-talkie, it was Little Fang who was messaging Qiao Zhihuan.

Public opinion about copyright on the Internet is getting bigger and bigger, and Ye Cike holds key evidence in his hands. Big Orange definitely doesn't want him to stand up and report at this time. Qiao Zhihuan is worried that Big Orange will restrict everyone's actions, so he made a deal with Little Fang early in the morning agreement.

He has prepared a lot of communication methods. In addition to the intercom and sunglasses, he has also calculated that he may be locked in the highest and farthest cave. He also thought that if these props are not available, he can use the excuse of watching TV to change channels. , sending Morse code with the intermittent TV light when changing channels.

However, in fact, the staff's supervision is not strict at all, and the subsequent countermeasures are useless, and a single intercom can handle it.

The two of them use Morse code in the intercom, the better the time and place to meet, the next step is to make a good disguise in the bedroom, and then hide in advance in the loosely guarded rooftop stairwell, when the water flies, use the fastest speed Get out, get on the plane.

The Cave roof is too narrow to land, so you can only hover and use a soft ladder to go up and down.

The ladder fell, and Qiao Zhihuan patted Wei Lingsu on the shoulder: "Quick, you'll be first."

He tightened the ladder so that Wei Lingsu could climb with less effort.

The wind and rain were too strong, and the ladder was very slippery. Even with Qiao Zhihuan standing underneath, it was not easy to climb up.After Wei Ling complained that it was difficult to go up, the profiteer went up second.

When it was Ye Cike's turn, he grabbed the other side of the ladder and said to Qiao Zhihuan, "You go first."

Qiao Zhihuan grabbed his wrist and pulled him up the ladder: "Quick, don't waste time."

Ye Cike still wanted to speak, but Qiao Zhihuan immediately snatched up, "There must be someone at the back, so don't give way."

The people on the water fly were also shouting: "Teacher Ye, hurry up, I saw the staff outside the cave move! Maybe they discovered it."

Hearing what he said, no one dared to delay any longer. Ye Cike immediately climbed up the slippery ladder. After he stabilized, Qiao Zhihuan followed suit.

He only heard the door slamming open behind him, and shouted angrily behind him: "Here! They are going to run away!"

The wind and rain were very fast, and the cold rain slapped people's faces crazily, and the soft ladder was even more slippery. Qiao Zhihuan didn't dare to be careless at all, and climbed up as fast as she could.

Shuifei quickly turned around and tried to fly away from the rooftop.The ladder dragged along the ground, and the moment the edge was about to pass over the low wall of the roof, Qiao Zhihuan's arm was suddenly pulled, and one person rushed up, stepping on the low wall of the roof and holding Qiao Zhihuan tightly.

"Huanhuan!" Shuifei shouted.

Another person was also running this way. Seeing that the two were about to attack, Qiao Zhihuan elbowed the person next to him. The person staggered a few steps from the beating, but he just held on to Qiao Zhihuan and refused to let go.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Zhihuan thought quickly.

The people around him are holding him tightly, maybe there are more people rushing towards the zenith, if this continues, no one will be able to escape.

"Don't run!"

Sure enough, more people rushed to the gate.

Qiao Zhihuan made up her mind, swung her arms round and punched the person grabbing the ladder. The punch was fast and hard, and the rain brought a gust of wind.

Who would have thought that just as Qiao Zhihuan took a step, someone grabbed her hind legs severely!

Qiao Zhihuan looked up, and Ye Cike was already on the water—he was the one holding the evidence, the one that Da Cheng wanted to control the most, and the one who should escape the most.

After thinking it over, Qiao Zhihuan let go of his hand completely and jumped off the soft ladder. In order to maintain his balance, Shuifei had already driven enough horsepower. He suddenly broke free from the weight and roared angrily to climb a distance of tens of meters.

"Huanhuan!" Wei Lingsu grabbed the side door of Shuifei, but the whole plane was covered with rain and fog, and it had already flown away from the rooftop.

"Mr. Qiao." On the rooftop, more than a dozen staff members surrounded him, "It's raining too much outside, please ask Mr. Qiao to go back."

Speaking of one of them trying to restrain him, Qiao Zhihuan raised his hand and shook off the control: "Be respectful!"

Seeing his tough attitude, everyone could only relax and said politely: "We have no malicious intentions, we just want you to cooperate with the filming."

Qiao Zhihuan glanced at him contemptuously: "You don't need to do it. I will go by myself."

Of the four people running away, only one was left. The staff counted on him to save lives, and more than a dozen people lined up in a semicircle and watched closely.

Qiao Zhihuan didn't change his face, and was about to break through the crowd, when he suddenly heard a sentence from behind: "Qiao Zhihuan!"

Turning around, the heavy rain was swirled into a vortex by the water, blocking the sight in a mess.

suddenly!A person rushed out of the rain curtain and fell from the sky. The cold rain was carved into a sharp knife light by his movements.

It's Ye Cike!

He was tied with a safety rope and jumped off the water without hesitation.

The staff beside him reacted first and wanted to grab his arm, but Qiao Zhihuan was faster than him, and broke free with his elbow.

Almost at the same time, someone hugged him on the back, and Ye Cike hugged him tightly, pulled him off the ground, and was carried by the water to the sky.

He only hooked his toes on the low wall of the roof, and then, the feeling of weightlessness came quickly, and the staff shouted behind him, the rain was slapping indiscriminately, and the strong wind was whistling in his ears.

And Qiao Zhihuan was suspended in mid-air, and the only support was Ye Cike.

He boldly glanced down, and there was actually tens of meters of altitude below him. Even though he was not afraid of heights, he was still shocked by this scene.

In case Ye Cike is shot, in case Ye Cike loses strength, in case the rope breaks...

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he felt that his heart was pounding and he was about to suffocate.

"Don't look down."

Ye Cike reminded, "I can't move my hands, you lean on me."

Qiao Zhihuan answered vaguely, buried her face on Ye Cike's shoulder, and the cold hair brushed his cheek as if nothing, making him itchy.

On Ye Cike's shoulders was a very faint rose scent, soaked in the cold rain, it smelled particularly good.

The moment she leaned on his shoulder, Qiao Zhihuan inexplicably felt a sense of peace of mind.

Although he was still hanging in the air, and if any link went wrong, he would immediately die without a place to bury him, but suddenly he was not afraid at all.

The sea is boundless, the waves are tumbling, he hangs high in the air, like the master of the territory patrolling the sea.

He had never seen the sea from this angle.

Dangerous, even luscious to the grandeur.

His heart was beating violently, and it was chaotically matched with Ye Cike's heartbeat.

"I'll pull you up now!"

The safety rope pulled them up, and after a while of steady upward movement, the rope suddenly shook, and their bodies fell several meters at the same time. At that moment, he felt that his heart was about to suffocate.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that Ye Cike's arms suddenly tightened, almost strangling him to the point where he couldn't breathe.

The chest was pressed against each other, and the heartbeat was transmitted through the fabric. Ye Cike didn't know whether he was flustered or scared, but his heart was beating faster than him.

After the little accident just now, the people on Shuifei didn't dare to delay, and quickly pulled them up.

The two had just passed the pontoon at the bottom of the water, and they were pulled in by the door in a hurry. The profiteer couldn't help but tie a safety rope to Qiao Zhihuan's body.

The door slammed shut, and Qiao Zhihuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, while Ye Cike still held him tightly, holding him in his arms like he was scared.

Little Fang was surprised, but he only opened his mouth and said nothing.

"Ms. Ye, it's all right, Huanhuan is here." Wei Ling advised.

"wrong."

Qiao Zhihuan raised his hand to touch his arm, and Ye Cike's muscles tensed up, cold and hard, obviously because he was afraid that he would use too much force, all muscles tensed up, and he did not dare to relax even when he contracted rigidly.

Qiao Zhihuan helped him knead and relax along the shoulder muscles, sliding from the shoulders to the arms, and then the back muscles connecting the shoulders.

Following his slow release, Ye Cike slowly moved his shoulders like unloading a heavy burden, and gradually loosened the arms around him, and finally fell on his shoulders, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you." Qiao Zhihuan rubbed his arm for him.

Ye Cike buried his head on his shoulder and shook his head, gently stroking his back with his big hand, as if confirming that he was still there.

Both of them were drenched, Wei Lingsu brought bath towels from the rear cabin to keep them warm from the cold.

Ye Cike didn't care about himself, and unfolded the bath towel first, wrapping Qiao Zhihuan in it. His face from the rain became paler and softer, and he actually compared the snow-white bath towel.

Qiao Zhihuan noticed that there was still water on her cheeks, so she began to worry about the way forward: "Where are we going now?"

"There should be no way to return to the base."

Wei Ling complained: "I just heard from Little Fang that the recording was temporarily suspended. Last night, Big Orange sent dozens of lawyer letters in one breath, all of which were aimed at jumping out to talk about his intellectual property infringement. This matter is going to waste. On the cusp, and because of us, we show up now, it is tantamount to a living target. I suggest, no matter whether it is reasonable or unreasonable, temporarily avoid the limelight."

Wei Lingfu nodded downwards, and Shuifei just passed the gate of the recording base.

Although it is early morning, the outside of the recording base is still three floors inside and three floors outside, full of all kinds of media, and even the dormitory area farther away is full of people.

These media don't know where they stand, and the above-mentioned investigations on intellectual property rights are still unclear. Showing up now is indeed a sheep entering a tiger's den.

"Where are we going then?"

The crowd fell silent for a while.

"How about..." Qiao Zhihuan asked tentatively, "Let's go see Teacher Ye's mother?"

The profiteer glanced at Ye Cike in surprise, meaning that you have already reached this point?

Qiao Zhihuan immediately realized the meaning of this look, and hastily added: "I said it casually, there is no other meaning."

Wei Lingsu also smoothed things over: "This hydroplane can only fly 400 kilometers at most, and Teacher Ye's mother is in China, thousands of kilometers away. Moreover, if the program group resumes recording, we still have to be there, so, I suggest finding a closer destination and treating it as a day off."

"I can do it." Qiao Zhihuan said.

"I have an idea." Ye Cike turned to Wei Lingsu, "Is there an airport within 400 kilometers?"

The profiteer was surprised: "Airport?! My Teacher Ye, are you really planning to go back to China?"

"No." Ye Cike shook his head and told Wei Lingsu his destination in French.

This place is remote, Wei Lingsu slightly raised his eyebrows: "Is there a place to live now?"

Ye Cike nodded: "Yes."

Wei Lingsu got up and discussed the destination with the pilot.

The profiteer did not understand French and asked where he was going.

Ye Cike said lightly: "I was thinking, we met on the island, we have been to the cape together, and we should go to the end of the world together."

The profiteer gave an exaggerated "Oh": "Artists are really different. In other words, the pattern is different now."

Ye Cike gave him a cold stare unceremoniously.

The profiteer also pretended to look for things in the back cabin with a wink, leaving only Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike in the middle of the water flight.

In fact, Ye Cike's voice was too low for Qiao Zhihuan to hear clearly.He whispered, "Where are we going?"

Under the bath towel, a cold palm ran down her arm, catching Qiao Zhihuan's hand like looking for incense.

Ye Cike listened, and said in a volume that only he could hear: "I want to take you to meet someone."

The author has something to say: Thanks to Sui and Tang Dynasties and Qinglu Guiyi for their nutrient solution~