[Deyun Club] Capturing the soul

Zhou Jiuliang was hesitant about his attitude towards Qiao Qiao at home, and Qiao Qiao was also repeatedly checking WeChat on his mobile phone at home, feeling a little anxious.

she!it turns out!Got!Mr. Xiao's WeChat!

And a phone! !

This is simply the most unbelievable thing in Qiao Qiao's life, enough for her to brag about for a lifetime!

Just seeing Zhou Jiuliang's profile picture on WeChat, she can laugh like a fool, even if he doesn't say a word to her, she is already very satisfied.

Of course, Qiao Qiao also wanted to send Zhou Jiuliang a WeChat message, but after thinking twice, she gave up.

She didn't want to disturb Mr. Xiao, no matter how much she liked him, she didn't want him to feel that she was inappropriate and annoying.

People may be like this, the more they face the person they love, the more cautious they are, but they can treat other people equally. Qiao Qiao can get along with anyone in Deyun Club, but when facing Zhou Jiuliang, he is always afraid of being disturbed Him, bore him.

This feeling of worrying about gains and losses is both sweet and easy to make people feel discouraged, but Qiaoqiao felt that she was really lucky. Just when she was about to give up, Zhou Jiuliang took the initiative to throw out an olive branch to make her rekindle hope.

Even if she was quietly by his side, she was already very content. She didn't dare to ask for more, even if she stayed where she was, she still felt happy.

Qiao Qiao repeatedly looked at Zhou Jiuliang's profile picture on WeChat, and before he knew it, he fell asleep with his phone in his arms.

The next day, she was woken up by the alarm clock.

Qiao Qiao turned off the alarm clock, yawned, went to wash in a daze, changed her clothes, and then went downstairs to take a taxi with her make-up case in her hand. Finally, she got an empty taxi, and when she got in the taxi, she realized that someone had sent a text message to her. WeChat, the note reads: Mr. Zhou.

Qiao Qiao, who was still a little sleepy, woke up immediately, rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and checked repeatedly, before she could believe that this WeChat message was really sent by Zhou Jiuliang!

[Good morning. ]

There were only three short words, but Qiaoqiao was already so happy that he was going crazy, and he didn't feel sleepy, so he was in a hurry to reply, so he typed several times.

words——

[Morning!little sir! ]

... No, this is too unstable!Delete it and start over!

[Good morning Mr. Zhou. ]

...This is too outlandish!Besides, people have said that you don't need to be called Mr. Zhou!delete delete!

[Mr. Little, good morning. ]

Repeatedly deleted countless times, Qiaoqiao finally looked at these five words, finally found it pleasing to the eye, carefully pressed send, and then stared nervously at the top of the screen, observing whether the words "The other party is typing..." typeface.

She waited for a long time, but the nickname on it was still simply "Mr. Zhou". She pursed her lips, finally sighed, and locked the phone screen.

The taxi driver was an uncle in his 50s. After observing her in the rearview mirror for a long time, he asked with a smile after making sure that she was not in a trance, "Girl, how about chatting with your boyfriend on WeChat?"

"No! No! I don't have a boyfriend!" Qiao Qiao was startled when she heard the words, and quickly waved her hands. She retorted with a flushed face, and muttered, "I don't have a boyfriend yet..."

"Oh... got it, the ambiguous period, is that what you young people said?" Seeing her nervous look, the uncle immediately understood, and thought she was quite interesting, and said, "Normal, uncle also had this when he was young." This kind of experience, I don’t know if people like me or not, can I agree, I’m nervous, how good are you now, what’s your WeChat or text messages, uncle didn’t even have a phone at that time, so he had to send her to and from work every day , follow behind and accompany silently, it is much more difficult than yours."

Qiao Qiao leaned back and forth with a smile, feeling that this uncle was really cute, and stretched out his head to ask, "Then what happened later, did Auntie agree to you?"

"Where, it's not that easy. Your aunt almost regarded me as a stinky hooligan. After explaining this, and then finding an introducer to make peace, there was no misunderstanding. This relationship, you have to work slowly. Careful work, long-term flow is what lasts, be more patient, and you will have good results," the uncle saw her anxious expression, the kind of anticipation and secret joy that he had experienced when he was young, so he couldn't help exhorting.

"Hey! Thank you, uncle!" Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly at him, and got out of the car when he reached his destination, and took out a lollipop from his pocket, "Uncle, please eat candy."

"Alright, thank you girl, come on!" The taxi uncle took the lollipop, smiled encouragingly at her, gestured for cheer, and drove away.

With the encouragement of strangers, Qiao Qiao felt much warmer in her heart, subconsciously took out her phone, and saw two more WeChat messages on the screen——

[You go to work so early? ]

[Have you taken a taxi to the company? Isn’t your car sent for repair? ]

Qiaoqiao was so happy that she wanted to scream. If it wasn't for the cold weather and few people, she really wanted to scream. She suppressed her excitement and quickly replied to his WeChat——

[The company I took a taxi to, Mr. Xiao got up really early, didn't there be a performance last night? ]

[I am used to getting up early, by the way, we will be performing at the Huguang Guild Hall tonight.

Time to grab tickets. ]

As soon as she saw the words "Small Sealing Box", Qiaoqiao became excited. She almost forgot, and she still had to grab the ticket for "Small Sealing Box". Be careful, this fall was really hard, and immediately grinned, tears almost fell down.

She sat on the ground for a long time, and finally two high school students who were going to school saw her and helped her up. Qiaoqiao thanked her and sat down by the flower bed by the roadside for a while before getting up to walk , but as soon as he left, his left foot hurt so badly, he could only grit his teeth and limped to the company, finally moved to the door and got on the elevator.

Due to this delay, Zhou Jiuliang's WeChat did not reply, and a WeChat soon came from the other end——

[If you are busy at work, it will be too late to chat when you are free. ]

Qiao Qiao looked at this WeChat message and sighed, he is really a little gentleman with a solid eye, he is really thoughtful, and he typed with his mouth full of grievances——

[No, I just... fell...]

[I fell down?How did you fall? ]

[... Back to WeChat without looking at the road...]

[...Stop chatting, go to work, stop playing with your phone while walking, goodbye. ]

"???" Qiao Qiao stared at the WeChat message, feeling suffocated.

Okay, this is very small sir, huh, huh.

Having said that, Qiaoqiao still happily walked to the studio, grinned as soon as he walked, endured the pain and went to the office, and went to Wen Meng crying, "Sister Meng..."

Wen Meng has already arrived at the studio, and there is no special shooting work today, just selecting photos, and when she heard her voice, she looked back, was startled, and hurriedly got up, "What's wrong with you? Why are your clothes so dirty?" ? Where did you fall?"

Qiao Qiao immediately grinned, barely shedding tears, and said pitifully, "I fell at the door and sprained my ankle..."

"... How old are you? You can still wrestle in this rainy or snowy day, and walk and play with your mobile phone again!" Wen Meng knew that she loved to make this mistake, so she gave her an annoyed look, and went to get it in the drawer medicated oil, intending to rub it for her, "Let me take a look at the shoes and socks."

"Oh..." Qiaoqiao hurriedly took off her boots and socks, only to see a big swollen ankle, which was scary to look at. Wen Meng frowned, and as soon as she reached out to touch it, she cried out, "It hurts." !"

"...No, let's go to the hospital and take a picture. If it's a broken bone, it will be terrible. Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital." Seeing this, Wen Meng felt that it was not appropriate, so she didn't dare to rub her. In case there is a real bone fracture, rubbing it will make it worse, put her shoes and socks on, and ask Li Chengcan to carry her to his car, and drive her to the hospital. Don't just walk and play and just don't listen, it's all right now, if the bone is broken, you won't be able to move for ten days and half a month, it's up to you!"

"Then...then I'm not very happy, today...Mr. Xiao sent me a WeChat message~" Even though Qiao Qiao's foot hurts like hell, he can say

This matter, there was still a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, and he could bear the piercing pain. He looked at Wen Meng and said, "Sister Meng! Sister Meng! Mr. Xiao sent me a WeChat message! He sent me a WeChat message!"

"Okay, okay! He sent you a WeChat message, so you just chatted with him on WeChat and made yourself fall like this? Next time there is an ocean in front of you, so you jump into it too?" Wen Meng knew that she liked what Mr. Xiao liked. Crazy, saw Zhou Jiuliang's WeChat and jumped to the sky happily

Go, no wonder you don't look at Lu Guang to look at your phone, it's easy to drop her once!

"Hmph!" Qiao Qiao was speechless at what she said, and could only puff up her cheeks to express that she was angry. Unfortunately, being cute to Wen Meng was useless, so she pitifully endured the pain and walked all the way to the hospital.

The doctor checked and took another film. Fortunately, it was just a sprain and there was no problem with the bones. He prescribed some trauma medicine and told him to minimize his activities. After two days of recuperation, he will be fine.

Only then did Wen Meng feel relieved. Qiao Qiao's parents were both in Shanghai. The two of them had worked together the longest, and they had long treated her like a younger sister. Since she was fine, they drove back to the company and told Yu Xinxin , intending to send her home to rest.

Seeing this, Qiao Qiao quickly sent Meng Hetang a WeChat message, asking if he was in the Huguang Guild Hall, and if he still had tickets for tonight. Hearing that there were still tickets left, she resolutely refused to let Wen Meng take her home, and only carried her makeup on. I took a taxi and quickly arrived at the Huguang Guild Hall, limping

I went to the ticket gate, "I want a ticket for tonight."

"...It's you, girl, that... just told me later that I won't sell your ticket today, but let you check your phone and go by yourself." The person at the ticket gate hesitated and spoke very vaguely.

"Ah?" Qiao Qiao was stunned, and looked at her phone subconsciously. Meng Hetang sent her several WeChat messages, and nodded quickly, "Oh, thank you."

She left the ticket gate, saw the WeChat message sent by Meng Hetang, and limped towards the back door of the Huguang Guild Hall. She saw a few girls waiting at the back door from a distance, and saw her carrying a large cosmetic box. She seemed to recognize her. After seeing her, he waved his hand happily, "Miss makeup artist wants to make our hall master look handsome!"

Qiao Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and realized that there seemed to be a few girls who were there when she was regarded as a fan by Qin Xiaoxian last time. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and hurriedly nodded, then went to the door and pressed the password, and when the back door opened, she quickly got in.

She was like a thief, plus she was nervous, her foot was twisted, she tripped when she entered the door, her center of gravity was unstable and she fell forward, without any preparation at all, she could only close her eyes subconsciously, waiting for the embarrassing fall again once.

But this time, she didn't fall down, but was hugged by someone.

Qiao Qiao didn't expect someone to catch her, she opened her eyes reflexively, and saw a man's chest, then raised her head slightly, and was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Jiuliang had a cigarette in his mouth, and caught her with both hands, fearing that the ashes would fall on her body and burn her hair, he kept moving the cigarette to the side with his teeth, seeing her looking at him, he hurriedly said, "I said girl , can you stand up, my smoke is going to burn your hair!"

"Oh... oh oh oh!" Qiao Qiao's face turned red instantly, and she frantically supported his arms to stand up on her own, trying to back off, but when her feet hit the ground, there was another piercing pain, and she couldn't help crying out, " oops!"

"What's wrong?!" Zhou Jiuliang was taken aback, quickly put out the cigarette, reached out to help her, frowned, seeing that her face was pale, and there was an obvious stain on the white down jacket, and her left foot dared not touch the ground , immediately understood, "You sprained your ankle?"

"No...it's okay...just twisted it..." Qiao Qiao's face paled from the pain, and he grabbed Zhou Jiuliang's arm, trying to relieve it, and forced a smile, "It's really all right..."

"Cheating fools? You can't even stand still and come to listen to the cross talk?! What's going on in your head!" Zhou Jiuliang was so angry that this girl didn't cherish herself too much. A chat on WeChat could make her fall so badly Ci Shi, how much hatred do I have with myself, but seeing her face in pain has changed, she still wants to hop on one foot to relieve the pain like a rabbit, and finds it funny, she can't laugh or cry for a while, so she can only support her, stretch out The other hand, "Give me the makeup case!"

"Oh..." Qiaoqiao handed him the cosmetic case aggrievedly, lowered her head with her mouth pursed.

"What a careless girl!" Zhou Jiuliang had no choice but to hold her arm, and told her, "Hold on to me."

"...Oh..." Qiao Qiao grabbed his arm carefully, and followed him step by step, trying not to touch the ground with his left foot, and jumped all the way to the backstage lounge. When he entered the door, he was stunned.

Meng Hetang and Qin Xiaoxian were both in the background, and there were several senior brothers. When they saw her coming, they were still in this shape. They were all surprised. They stood up at the same time, and Qin Xiaoxian was the first to ask, "What's wrong? Senior brother, how about you?" You can't do anything unless you wait to see him! Come on, Qiao Qiao, blackmail him!"

"Pfft!" Qiao Qiao couldn't hold back for a moment, burst out laughing, and waved his hands while laughing, indicating that the facts were not what he thought.

"Will you be able to talk? Who did it?" Zhou Jiuliang and Qin Xiaoxian were used to quarreling, and they didn't care what he said, they helped Qiao Qiao walk to the sofa, "Slow down, slow down."

"What's going on, why are you still limping when you're fine?" Meng Hetang went to help her with the other hand, and the two of them helped her to sit on the sofa, and asked with concern, "How did this happen?"

Qiao Qiao was embarrassed to say such an embarrassing thing about herself, so she lowered her head and played with her fingers.

Zhou Jiuliang, who was on the side, explained angrily, "Talking about WeChat made me fall!"

"...Hehehe..." Qiaoqiao looked at Meng Hetang's shocked expression, and faced the speechless eyes of the other senior brothers with a smirk.

The person I admire mercilessly exposes my shameful side, what should I do, wait online, I am in a hurry.

This face... can it be redeemed?

oh oh oh.

The author has something to say:

Suddenly found that Lao Qin and Qiao Qiao are also quite suitable haha

How stupid are you two? ←_←

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