At the end of the interview, Zhong Yuebai returned to the backstage, Qin Siqi was still waiting, seeing her relieved face, he couldn't help but smile and patted her shoulder, "I'm tired, go back and have a good rest today." ”

The semi-finals start the day after tomorrow and they have one more day to adjust.

Zhong Yuebai nodded, but glanced around, and whispered a little embarrassedly, "Team leader, I want to go to the bathroom first." ”

"Okay." Qin Siqi said, "We will wait for you in the lounge and go back to the hotel after eating." ”

"Go eat it." Zhong Yuebai said that she had no appetite at all, "I want to go back to the hotel to sleep in a while." ”

"Then I'll let Xiao C wait for you, and he will send you back."

Little C is the nutritionist in the team and one of the accompanying staff.

"Ah...... No need. Zhong Yuebai scratched her head, "Just this distance, I'll just go back by myself." ”

"It's very unsafe at night abroad, you see what time it is, and this distance is not good!"

Looking at the team leader's solemn expression, Zhong Yuebai suddenly felt that the team leader was like an old mother who was worried about this and that.

However, she did not dare to say such things.

She was a little helpless, "The city center is fine, and there are a lot of security guards around, you may meet people from other teams when you go back, it's okay." ”

After speaking, she emphasized again, "I also want to be quiet by myself." ”

Seeing that she insisted, Qin Siqi hesitated for a moment, and could only say, "Okay then, call me if you have something." ”

"Okay, leader." Zhong Yuebai obediently responded and slipped to the bathroom.

The nearest toilet to the backstage is located at the corner of Zone A, through a yellowwood hollow cloud cave door, and there is a wide washbasin.

Zhong Yuebai turned on the faucet and put his somewhat sore hands under the tap water to rinse, the cold water trickled across his skin, and the discomfort subsided slightly.

After a while, she turned off the faucet, pulled out a tissue, and dried her hands. Read a book

“Mist？”

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

Subconsciously raised his head, and in the bright mirror, Jiang Chengbin's figure suddenly appeared.

She turned around at once.

The boy approached her and asked, "Areyouok?" (How are you?) ）

Seeing him appear, Zhong Yuebai was inexplicably shy, surprised and nervous, especially when he came over and stood tall in front of her, she instinctively blushed.

Fortunately, the light was orange, which somewhat obscured her crampedness.

His eyebrows were a little solemn, she couldn't help blinking, and stumbled, "Whyasking? I'mfine.” (Why do you ask?) I'm fine. ）

Jiang Chengbin stretched out his hand to her, "Givemeyourhand." (Give me your hand.) ）

Zhong Yuebai raised her hand puzzled, "Why?" (What happened to my hand?) ）

He didn't answer, just took her hand gently, lowered his head, and examined her fingers.

Her hand was smaller than his, slender and white, and faintly still trembling—

Actually, it's nervous.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly pulled up his hand, and kneaded it left and right, Zhong Yuebai only felt that a stream of blood rushed straight to his head, his heart beat rapidly, and he was about to jump out of his throat.

He...... What the hell is he doing?

Zhong Yuebai's brain was stuck.

So he let him go.

After a few seconds, Jiang Chengbin stopped kneading himself, as if relieved, and said, "Nothingwrong, butyouneedtomassageyourfingers." (Your hands are fine, but it's best to massage your fingers every day in the future to avoid hand cramps after a high-intensity race.) ）