Chapter 8: Ambiguous Breath
"The car is coming"
When you get on the bus, night has fallen, and the colorful neon lights have replaced the darkness, and the silent night has a bustling and noisy atmosphere.
In the end, Yi Miaomiao was still nosy and followed Zhou Jiachen to record the show, just because of Zhou Jiachen's sentence, he won't change the medicine, you have to teach Kun.
"Is it true that you say that the person who leaves will become a star in the sky?"
Yi Miaomiao, who was leaning against the car window and looking at the sky, used her fingers to draw the appearance of the stars.
With a calm tone and a lonely look, there seemed to be a lot of secrets hidden in those eyes, Zhou Jiachen touched his right shoulder with his left hand, and turned his head to look at the sky like Yi Miaomiao.
"Hmm" After a long while, Zhou Jiachen turned his face and stared at Yi Miaomiao's back, "It will always guard the person it loves." β
Obviously a very magnetic voice listened to it very gently at this moment, as if to comfort the confused Yi Miaomiao, Yi Miaomiao turned her head and looked at Zhou Jiachen in surprise.
"You ......"
"I saw it in the book."
was very embarrassed to be seen, Zhou Jiachen retracted his gaze and pressed his hat, lowering his head and swiping his phone aimlessly.
"Thank you."
The confined space returned to zero point, and it was quiet enough to hear each other's breathing.
It was a smooth departure, but it took half an hour to reach the goal, the car slowly drove into the main road and stopped at the main entrance, but there was no way to get out of the car, under the bright lights, there were more than a dozen fans guarding the door, walking left and right to search for the traces of idols.
"What should I do?"
Yi Miaomiao straddled Zhou Jiachen's chest, her hand was lying on the window and looking out, inadvertently touching Zhou Jiachen's skin, and the distance between the two was only a fist wide.
Hands on the cushion, trying to control the heartbeat, helplessly leaning too close, the elegant smell invaded the tip of the nose, it was ambiguous between men and women, but he had never been so nervous, Zhou Jiachen glanced at Yi Miaomiao's bare white collarbone, and the accelerated heartbeat made him twist his face in horror.
"Sister Meow, what should I do? There are still ten minutes to start, and Brother Feng has urged him several times. β
"You go down and lure them away, they know that you are Jiajia's assistant, and they will definitely follow."
"Good"
Kun deliberately brushed off the short hair in front of his forehead to make the outline clearer, opened the door and got out of the car after a few dry coughs, took out the phone in his pocket, and slowly passed by the fans.
"Brother, where are you? Walk to the wrong building, you wait for me there, don't let them see me, I'll be there right away"
"It's Jiajia's assistant"
"Jiajia"
"Is it Mark them?"
"Let's go, let's go."
Sure enough, the fans responded, and they all said that they wanted to follow along, after all, they are not so lucky to meet them every time.
"Get out of the car."
Yi Miaomiao opened the door quickly, pushed Zhou Jiachen to get out of the car in one go, and ran to the door without hesitation.
"Hurry up."
When he was about to arrive, he slowed down again, and Yi Miaomiao could clearly feel the sound of her rapid breathing because she was running too fast.
After brushing shoulders with the backs of fans, Yi Miaomiao quickened her pace, and Zhou Jiachen could keep up with Yi Miaomiao's rhythm in small steps, but her hands shook unbearably and the pain was terrible, and when she entered the door, the beads of sweat on her forehead fell one by one.
Crystal chandeliers, simple and exquisite decoration make the lobby look spacious and high-end, and the two people sitting at the front desk stood up slowly when they saw someone coming.
"Hello, how can I help you?"
The two were stopped at the front desk, and the woman in professional attire asked politely, smiling but motionless looking at the two.
Yi Miaomiao took down Zhou Jiachen's hat, "Which recording studio is King5 in?" β
βGβ¦β¦ G4 "The unconcealable joy when he saw Zhou Jiachen's face, so happy that he began to stutter when he spoke, and the corners of his mouth rose with snickering, and the front desk receptionist signaled the two to go up to the elevator on the left.
"Thank you."
Before the woman took a picture with her mobile phone, Yi Miao was anxious to push Zhou Jiachen away like a spark, leaving them with a back.
Wait, what layer is G4 on?
Yi Miaomiao, who has always been known for her fast work, just walked to the elevator, looked up at the elevator display above, and suddenly thought of something and wanted to go back and ask.
Zhou Jiachen, who was leaning against the wall, looked at Yi Miaomiao's funny expression and smiled, and hurriedly pulled Yi Miaomiao, who was about to run away, before the elevator came down,
"Just remembering it now? I know on several floors, let's go! β
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Yi Miaomiao's puffing appearance when she was angry, even if she stared at her big eyes angrily, she was not murderous, and followed Zhou Jiachen to the elevator, "I don't know if I said it earlier."
"You didn't ask"
"If I don't ask, you can't say it" Although it seemed that she didn't ask first, Yi Miaomiao still went back.
"I forgot that it hurts"
Yi Miaomiao found that Zhou Jiachen, who was leaning on the handrail of the elevator, frowned tightly, cold sweat fell down one by one, and the shirt on his back was wet in the mirror.
"Did I just run too fast?"
Zhou Jiachen endured the pain and shook his head, his lips were no longer bloody, "Just go back and change the dressing and rest after recording." β
"Wait a minute."
Yi Miaomiao flipped over her backpack and searched for a while, finally finding it.
It's lipstick.
"Look Up"
Zhou Jiachen obediently raised his head and watched Yi Miaomiao dip her index finger into the edge of the lipstick, and then apply it to her lips a little by little.
Zhou Jiachen's lips are very good-looking, the lower lip is slightly thicker than the upper lip, and I feel very sexy after putting on lipstick.
"Many"
Accidentally rubbed too much, Yi Miaomiao, who had just raised her head, found that her lips were too red, so she wiped off a little with her ring finger, and found that it was still too red, so she changed her hand and wiped it again, and then she stood up straight with satisfaction.
"It looks a lot more energetic, but what about clothes?"
The skin under the half-covered shirt and the hairstyle fixed by the hairspray should have been the appearance of a teenager in a suit and leather shoes, but at the moment he looks like a dissolute son.
"Ding Dong"
"It's here! They should have prepared my clothes for me. β
Zhou Jiachen took off the mask and stuffed it back to Yi Miaomiao, who was looking at him, and the insistence that he had as a star made him stand up straight involuntarily, as if he had not been injured.
"Oh"
Yi Miaomiao followed behind Zhou Jiachen, and his hard work made her see the shadow of another person, who was also working so hard in life once upon a time.
Behind the strong back is a lonely and fragile heart, everyone is hiding the heart that longs to be appeased, which is a world that cannot be spied on by others.
Yi Miaomiao nodded and walked beside Zhou Jiachen, looking at him who was silent, and began to have curiosity about this man who pretended to be strong.
Perhaps this is what Li Man said about the self-esteem of men.
After walking for only a few minutes, I arrived at the door of the recording studio, and the staff and Agent Liu must have been waiting at the door for a long time, and most of the mineral water placed next to them had already been drunk.
"Jiajia, is your hand OK?"
"It's okay"
"Sure? They have already begun. β
"Honey, I'm going back when I'm done here, well, love you."
So familiar sound? The sound from the corner seemed to have been heard somewhere, Yi Miaomiao was attracted by the sound, and when she looked back, a figure flashed by, and she didn't have time to see her face clearly, only her back.
"What is this?"
"Meow Meow"
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Yi Miaomiao, whose attention was attracted by the voice, didn't hear the question, and didn't react until Zhou Jiachen turned around and called her.
"Got in"
"Oh"
But that person is really familiar.
Yi Miaomiao couldn't help but look back after following her footsteps, and didn't stop until the staff blocked her vision, and immediately sent a message to Li Man,
Manman, I just saw a man, as if I had seen him somewhere.
"Change your clothes first"
The agent handed over the loose shirt prepared in advance to Zhou Jiachen, and then went to greet the compiler.
Who the hell is it? Why do you feel a bit like Zhang Jian? Yi Miaomiao stood in place, thinking about the voice just now in her mind.
"Meow Meow"
"Meow Meow"
After shouting several times, Yi Miaomiao raised her head and looked at Zhou Jiachen who called her with a blindfolded face, but her mind was searching for that familiar voice.
"Ahh What's wrong? β
"Help me"
There was no way to unbutton the injured hand, and the staff next to him were busy, so Zhou Jiachen had no choice but to ask Yi Miaomiao to help.
Yi Miaomiao followed the line of sight and looked at Zhou Jiachen faintly, only the middle button was not unfastened, and Yi Miaomiao, who understood it in seconds, did not feel embarrassed, and directly untied it in three or two clicks and took it off by the way.
"Looks like you do this a lot."
Zhou Jiachen, who was topless, was surprised by Yi Miaomiao's speed, and couldn't help but tease this little woman.
Belch? Yi Miaomiao, who had no idea, was said like this, and the hand holding the new shirt was dull, and she almost wore the left and right sleeves backwards, and she lowered her head in embarrassment and turned to the front and raised her hand to fumble for buttons.
"Wrong"
"Oh"
Zhou Jiachen looked down at Yi Miaomiao, who was suddenly shy, and couldn't help but snicker, when the corners of her mouth went up, the corners of her eyes looked happy,
"You're so slow, it's going to be over later."
"Got it!"
Stupid, there's something I haven't seen before, isn't it a man's abs.
Yi Miaomiao lowered her head and muttered, her subordinates were much faster, and after buttoning the buttons, Han Feng's way of wearing it was to stuff the extra shirt in front of her.
I am wearing trousers today, maybe it will look better if they are all stuffed, Yi Miaomiao hugged Zhou Jiachen's waist from the front while thinking about it.
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wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, Zhou Jiachen stared at this burning woman, the touch on her waist was too sensitive, and there was an inexplicable feeling, until her hand touched her abdomen.
"Wait a minute"
"What?"
Zhou Jiachen grabbed the hand that was still stuffing his shirt, and looked at Yi Miaomiao, who was staring at him with a confused face, this woman really didn't understand.
"I'll do it myself."
"Oh"
After Yi Miaomiao gave up, she stood next to her and looked at Zhou Jiachen, who had difficulty stuffing her shirt with a difficult hand, with an embarrassed expression.
"Jiajia, hurry up"
"It's coming"
Zhou Jiachen walked a few steps and then turned his head to stare at Yi Miaomiao, who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.
"Wait for me here."
"Good"
"Guess who's here today?"
It's a ** variety show, although Yi Miaomiao doesn't watch variety shows much, but she heard Li Man say that it is one of the top three shows in the variety show industry, and the MC is also one of the best.
βKing5β
"Where are your cheers?"
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"Please King5 to bring us your first love"
"Oh......"
βKing5β¦β¦β
The tranquil piano music sounded slowly, and King5, who emerged from the darkness, was wearing a pink shirt, with his hands behind his back, and one hand on the waist of his partner, dancing slowly, with tender eyes.
Pink is the taste of love.
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"It's you who is angry
It's cute you
It's the one who fell in love with you in the first place......"
It was Zhou Jiachen's voice, the hoarse feeling of deliberately lowering the voice, which made people feel relaxed, which can be described as lingering.
Yi Miaomiao turned off her mobile phone and walked cautiously to the wall, secretly watching the performance on the stage, indulging in King's singing.
Sitting in front of the piano and skillfully landing your fingertips on the note keys, you can sing like this with ease.
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