Chapter 157: Maintenance

Obviously got together because of the black hot search, but the two of them were relatively speechless, and neither of them spoke first. 

Si Fang straightened out his hair, which had been blown by the wind because of running all the way, and finally walked towards him after a few steps. 

No matter how many times the two of them have met, for Jiang Yihuai, every time they see her, there will always be a sense of nervousness when they meet for the first time.

Nervous to the point that there is nowhere to put his hands and feet, which is a feeling he has never felt when he sings on the big stage.

"What are you doing here?" Someone is obviously happy in his heart, but he is still so hard-mouthed.

Si Yu ignored his words, but sat down against the wall by himself, and only after sitting firmly did he say: "I have nothing to do at home, I'm too idle, I think it's interesting to watch your draft, so I'm here, can't I?" ”

She didn't mention a single star about the black hot search, she just made up a lame excuse.

Crippled to Jiang Yihuai, he could see the flaws at a glance.

"Yes." He followed her words, glancing at her sitting on the floor with some concern.

Although it was the height of summer, the air conditioning was on in the practice room, and the tiled floor was definitely cool.

Without thinking, Jiang Yihuai directly took off the coat he put on the railing and stacked it neatly on the ground.

He patted his clothes on the floor, then turned to look at her, "Come and sit." ”

Si Fang didn't react for a while, blinked his eyes and subconsciously said, "Huh? ”

"Come here."

Jiang Yihuai grabbed her right wrist and pulled her to sit down on his folded clothes.

Si Fang moved his body, felt the soft touch of his clothes, looked up and smiled at him, revealing two small pear vortices, "Thank you." ”

He answered softly, looking at her steadily.

She was a little uncomfortable and embarrassed and said, "What do you always see me do?" Don't go dance practice yet. ”

"Got it." Jiang Yihuai raised his hand and pressed her head, and said with a smile, "I listen to you." ”

Si Fang waved his fist at him, gently pounded his body, and muttered in a low voice, "It will sound good." ”

The two fought like this for a while, and Jiang Yihuai reluctantly came to the mirror and turned on the music and started to practice dancing.

He has already sung the theme song very well, but he has only started to practice dancing for a while, and his dance foundation is naturally not as good as others, and it is more difficult to memorize the movements.

Si Fang tilted her head to watch him dance for a while, yawned a little boringly, she rubbed her eyes, and saw that Jiang Yihuai hadn't noticed herself for a long time, so she quietly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and opened Weibo.

She clicked on the search bar and typed in "Jiang Yihuai", only to see that the following series of related entries were all negative, and there were even "#江一淮滚出选秀#", "#坚决抵制江一淮出道#" and other overly verbal entries, which made Si Fang more and more angry.

What kind of person Jiang Yihuai is has never been understood by a few words on the Internet, he is a flesh-and-blood person, a real existence.

It was precisely because Si Fang believed in the "Jiang Yihuai" she saw with her own eyes that she was so angry when she saw these empty words.

She's just not happy that someone says that about him.

Si Fang twisted his neck, rubbed his palms, and began a long battle to reply to black reviews.

All afternoon, Jiang Yihuai danced in front of the mirror, while Si Wei sat on the ground, holding his mobile phone in both hands and typing, and never even changed his sitting position.

When it was time to eat, Jiang Yihuai turned off the music and was about to take her to dinner, only to find that she had fallen asleep against the wall, and her mobile phone screen was still on, and a message reminder kept popping up.

He crouched down and took the phone out of her tightly held hand, and accidentally glanced at the contents of the phone, only to realize that it was all about him.