Who does the fairy sister represent in China, no one must be unclear!

That's right, Liu Yifei. However, Liu Yifei doesn't like to be called that. It was her early work, and although it was classic, she didn't really like it. Because she doesn't want her image to be positioned, this is not good for her acting career. If the image is positioned, the drama road will be narrowed, and she doesn't want this.

However, she doesn't like it, but there are a lot of people who like it. When it comes to fairy sisters, people think of her as the only person, she wants to be looked at with a forward eye, but people open their mouths and close their mouths are fairy sisters. How many years? It's still called that, which annoys her. It's not that she doesn't like such a title at all, it's just that she doesn't want to be seen in this qualitative light.

Now the man who helped her called her that at the first sight of her, he hated her. But the second half of this man's sentence made her laugh, and she saw it and said what a dream was. Don't you feel the warmth of her hand on your forehead?

"Eh, sir, what's your name?" Liu Yifei asked softly.

"Huh? Mr? Liu Yifei gently pushed Ling Wenxuan and found that he was asleep. Yes, with such a heavy fever, and dragging your body for so long, it is normal to fall asleep.

If it was just a fever, walking such a long way would be nothing to Ling Wenxuan. The point is how much he has suffered this day, a full three hours of cold water soaking! He is still in a state of severe cold. One can imagine how much this hurt him physically.

"Huhuhu......" Ling Wenxuan gasped and fell asleep. He's so tired.

Liu Yifei probed Ling Wenxuan's forehead, she could feel how high the temperature was, she knew very well that Ling Wenxuan was in a coma now.

Liu Yifei turned around and walked into the room, and she happened to have a special medicine in her bag. When she entered the room just now, her bag was casually thrown on Ling Wenxuan's bed. She was going to give it to him and let him eat it.

Of course, Liu Yifei is ready to help him, this man helped him just now, and he happened to use his home to avoid the nasty paparazzi, so he should repay this man. And even if she didn't have that, she would help, because she was a kind person. Another important point, the reporter is probably still waiting outside! To go out now is to fall into the net.

When she entered Ling Wenxuan's room again, Liu Yifei was stunned, just now because she was worried that the paparazzi would follow up, and her mind was not in this room. Looking at it now, the small space is occupied by the bed, and the remaining half is filled with musical instruments. There's also a computer that's full of weird devices.

"This ......" Liu Yifei was really stunned. All kinds of musical instruments have faded a little due to the pressing and friction of the hands, such as guitars, basses, violins, etc., which shows the age of their owners. Will this man know all these instruments? Liu Yifei couldn't help but have this idea in her heart.

Looking at these devices connected to the computer, although I have never eaten pork, I have seen pigs run. Liu Yifei guessed that these strange devices were the instruments used to make music.

"Does he know how to make music?" Liu Yifei was curious and surprised, she didn't expect that she would have such an ability when she met someone casually.

Eyes moved to the bed, and the bed was plastered with posters, some of which she did not recognize, some of which she had heard of, and one she was extremely familiar with. Among them, she is very familiar with most of them, yes, it is Liu Yifei's own poster. There are also some posters that are not inferior to her number, it is a group group, and there are nine people, it seems to be a Korean girl group, huh? It's like it's called Girls' Generation.

Liu Yifei looked at her poster carefully, and most of the so-called "fairy sisters" were back then.

"Hmph......" Liu Yifei snorted lightly, seemingly a little dissatisfied. She really doesn't like people looking at her like this.

"Ah, yes." Liu Yifei slapped her forehead and almost forgot that she was here to get cold medicine. It's just that the things here make her lose her mind.

I opened my bag and took out cold medicine and immediately walked out.

Glancing at the dining table, there was a boiling water bottle on it, and when she uncorked it, it was empty. Liu Yifei glanced at Ling Wenxuan, how did this man take care of himself? Don't you have boiling water at home?

Liu Yifei really misunderstood Ling Wenxuan at this point, today he had a fever and a severe cold and slept late, and he had to rush to the set again, so he didn't have time to boil water.

Liu Yifei had no choice but to go into the kitchen to boil water. Find the electric heater for hot water, pour the water and plug it in.

It took a few minutes for the water to boil, and Liu Yifei walked out. Looking at Ling Wenxuan, whose face was flushed and panting for breath, Liu Yifei frowned. She walked into the bathroom and glanced at it a few times, pulled a towel and put it in the basin, poured cold water, and soaked the towel without wringing it too dry. He folded the wet towel again, walked to Ling Wenxuan's side and put it on his forehead. This method has some effect on reducing fever.

Liu Yifei waited for a few more minutes, and the boiling water was boiling. Go into the kitchen and pour boiling water, and walk out with half a glass of boiling water.

"Huh?" Liu Yifei suddenly thought of something, Ling Wenxuan was in a coma, how to take medicine.

"Hmm......" Liu Yifei thought about it and broke Ling Wenxuan's mouth with her hand, poured the medicine into it, and was about to pour water, she felt that something was wrong, this is boiling water!

Ah, what if the medicine has already been put in? He must not die a bitter death. Liu Yifei secretly blamed herself, she was really anxious. Hurriedly picked up the boiling water and kept blowing it, hoping that it would cool down soon.

But she also thought too much, Ling Wenxuan didn't have any consciousness now, where could she feel the taste. He was so tired that he could take even the most bitter medicine.

felt that the temperature was about the same, and Liu Yifei fed Ling Wenxuan some boiling water. Then Liu Yifei walked into the room, took out the quilt, covered Ling Wenxuan's body, and tucked the quilt for him.

After doing this, Liu Yifei breathed a long sigh of relief.

"You helped me block that reporter and kept me in your house for so long. Now that I've taken care of you too, we're both clear. Liu Yifei smiled. She doesn't like to owe favors, she is uninhibited, and the feeling of freedom is what she wants.

I walked to the window and looked secretly, and the reporter on the other side was no longer there. Liu Yifei put on her sunglasses, picked up her bag, and it was time to go.

"Goodbye, if there is fate, we may see you again!" Liu Yifei smiled at Ling Wenxuan. said that it was possible, but she had an inexplicable idea in her heart that they would definitely meet in the future. Because, those things in the room!

……

I don't know when Ling Wenxuan woke up.

"Huh?" Ling Wenxuan opened his eyes, his body moved, and the towel on his forehead fell to the ground.

Ling Wenxuan was stunned when he saw the towel that fell on the ground: "This is?" ”

Ling Wenxuan noticed the quilt on his body again.

"What's going on?" Ling Wenxuan rubbed his temples, his head was much clearer now, and his head didn't hurt anymore, which was much better than before.

"How can there be a quilt? I ...... before," Ling Wenxuan looked at the cup on the table, "stalking, taking pictures...... Fairy sister? ”

Ling Wenxuan stood up suddenly, and the quilt fell to the ground.

"The person I helped was Liu Yifei?" Ling Wenxuan opened his mouth wide, he was really surprised. And looking at the scene on the sofa on the table now, she also took care of herself who was sick?

"This ......" Ling Wenxuan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and a huge sense of joy poured into his heart. As a man, there is naturally an ideal type (similar to the lover of your dreams). His ideal type is her. Of course, Ling Wenxuan's ideal type is more than one. The so-called ideal type is someone who has certain qualities that match the person you have portrayed in your heart. To put it simply, she is someone who has some of the characteristics of the lover of your dreams. And how can a person be completely in line with all the imagination of a person, it is impossible. So, the ideal type doesn't have to be one. It's just that the ideal type you choose has more of the characteristics and characteristics of the lover of your dreams.

"Huh?" Ling Wenxuan noticed the sky outside, it was already daytime, and when he looked at the clock on the wall, it was already half past seven. He went home yesterday evening, and now it's dawn, which means that he slept until the next day?

Indeed, Ling Wenxuan's illness was very serious. I couldn't even open the door, and it was understandable that I slept until the next day.

"Is it the next day......" Looking at the sky outside, the joy in Ling Wenxuan's heart gradually disappeared. Because, a new day is coming. If it was usual, he would still go to the set, but today, he won't. He, unemployed.

He still has to fight for his dreams, move forward for his dreams, and can't stop. The small sense of joy is nothing compared to his dreams.

"I'm going to start over." Ling Wenxuan muttered to himself.

……

After eating the breakfast he cooked, Ling Wenxuan felt that his body was full of strength, and his energy came back little by little. Yesterday's night's rest made his body recover. He is a stuntman, his physical fitness can be seen, and for him, such an illness can recover a lot in one night. What's more, yesterday Liu Yifei gave him a special medicine, which is much stronger than ordinary medicine.

When he went out, Ling Wenxuan met his homeowner, Sister-in-law Li. This is a slightly chubby middle-aged woman who is sweeping the garbage in front of the door with a broom.

"Xiao Xuan, why haven't you gone out so late today?" Sister-in-law Li was surprised, Ling Wenxuan had already arrived on the set at this time, but now he hadn't left yet.

"Well, I've quit my job on the set, and I'm going to look for a job again today." Ling Wenxuan smiled.

"Looking for a job again?" Sister-in-law Li frowned and said with some concern: "It's not easy to find a job now, why did you quit so easily?" ”

Ling Wenxuan smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, Sister-in-law Li, I will find a job." ”

"If you can't find it, come back here, Sister-in-law Li will help you find it, although it is remote here, there are still better jobs." Sister-in-law Li said with concern.

"Thank you, Sister-in-law Li." Ling Wenxuan smiled and nodded. But he would never go to the place where Sister-in-law Li said to work, and it wasn't that Sister-in-law Li couldn't find it well. It's just that that's not his dream, and it's impossible for Sister-in-law Li to find things in the circle for him.

"Then, Sister-in-law Li, I'm leaving." Ling Wenxuan waved his hand backwards as he ran.

Ling Wenxuan was going to run to the city, firstly, to exercise, and secondly, not to waste money. Although it is only a few dollars, it will be enough for him to buy a few packs of instant noodles. When he was in trouble before, it was this bag of instant noodles that helped him get through it.

Moreover, Ling Wenxuan was really short of money. Just look at the instruments and instruments in his room. It was bought little by little with his hard-earned money, and although his life was difficult, his dedication to music was as good as ever. No matter how hard life is, he is willing to spend money on music. However, there are advantages and disadvantages to musical instruments, and his love of music does not allow him to compromise, so the price of every instrument he buys is very high. Even if he was frugal, he still had to buy his favorite musical instruments. Now his life is still very hard, he has almost no money left, if he wants to buy some good instruments now, it is estimated that he will have to sell himself.

For him now, it is an important thing to realize his dream, and money is even more important, and he must find a job.

It takes an hour to get to the city by running. An hour of workout, just right.

Ling Wenxuan trotted first, not much faster than walking. He had eaten breakfast and needed to digest it.

Slowly, Ling Wenxuan's speed increased. He felt like he could speed up.

Target: Lake. South TV.

His work must be in the entertainment industry, and radio is the closest.

PS: Ask for recommended collections...... New book recommendations are still very important. It's a long story, and I hope readers will listen to me. The protagonist will take you to see a different world and experience a different music system and variety show system. Stories need an audience, and I don't think it's going to be easy for me to tell them if I don't have them......