I learned lightness kung fu after killing

Xia Qi's heart was beating wildly suddenly, the blood in his whole body was boiling faster, he could even hear the sound of blood flowing through his brain, and immediately thought, are you going to confess to me?

Xing Yanglin leaned over: "Is it ready?"

Xia Qi almost lost his grip on the phone, and hurriedly backed out, his fingers trembling: "Hurry up."

Xia Qi's thoughts were confused, and she almost wrote her own name when booking the flight ticket. After finally filling in the ID number, Yin Lang came downstairs with the good things: "Okay?"

Xia Qi groaned, lowered her head and returned the collection to him.Yin Lang touched Xia Qi's hand when he took the phone, and asked, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Xia Qi's heart was beating wildly, even his breathing was trembling, and he dared not speak.

Xing Yanglin explained: "It's probably cold in the hall, then Mr. Yin, we're going up to sort things out."

Yin Lang: "Well, see you at the airport tomorrow morning."

"See you at the airport."

After tidying up his things and going home, Xia Qi has been thinking about recording all night. Did he do it on purpose?But he couldn't predict that he would open the browser either.

It wasn't intentional, who was he going to confess to?Is it yourself?But he couldn't foolishly run over and ask, "Are you going to confess to me?"

If it is not to confess to him, then who is the confession to?

Xia Qi, who was circling these questions in his mind, suffered from insomnia as expected.

The browsing records on the mobile phone all night are "how to judge whether a person likes me", "how to test the other person's heart", "what does it mean for a boy to like someone"... until three o'clock in the morning, I fell into a drowsy sleep.

The next morning, Xing Yanglin gasped when he saw him: "You turned into an Ultraman and went to fight last night? Didn't I tell you to go to bed early!"

Xia Qi who only slept for 4 hours explained weakly: "Nervous..."

Really nervous, nervous and looking forward to it, will Yin Lang suddenly confess to him?

Then Yin Lang met them without confessing.

Sitting in the waiting room, no confession.

Boarded the plane, no confession.

Got off the plane, no confession.

Xia Qi Ku Liao~~~

When we arrived in Changsha, the air seemed to smell of spicy peppers. Xia Qi went straight to the hotel as soon as he got off the plane, saying that he wanted to have a meal with the assistant editor-director of "Happy Little Wheel".The assistant director is a woman in her 30s, and when she sees Xia Qi, she compliments her: "He's a cold, handsome guy."

Xing Yanglin said: "Hahahaha, male gods are not counted, Xia Qi, let's get to know her, this is sister Gao, the director, who has been working on "Happy Little Turntable" for almost six years. Every time we see such an excellent Sister Gao has contributed a lot to the show."

Xia Qi hurriedly said hello and presented a gift: "Sister Gao, I heard that you like to eat cream crabs. My mother is from Ningbo, and she especially knows how to make this. I brought some here this time. I hope you like it."

Sister Gao was quite pleasantly surprised, and immediately asked the restaurant to serve it on a plate.

Three people are seated.

Xia Qi is a person who is shy at first, but after getting familiar with her, she is full of firepower.After half a meal, Sister Gao had completely removed the word "Gao Leng" from Xia Qi's body, and she trembled with laughter, saying that her parents also watched "Republic of China", discussing the plot with real emotion.

"The ratings are not expected to be low this time, so don't have too many fans now." Sister Gao looked at Xia Qi nervously, and then took the initiative to talk about the content of the recording.

"...they all have scripts. The first game is antiphonal. Brother Miao and younger sister Miao will perform a song duet on stage. After you and Zhao Wei have watched it once, you have to imitate it."

"In the second game, the 8 leading actors of the entire crew are divided into two teams, and they tie balloons on their bodies, and tie each other's balloons. The team with the most balloons left within the specified time wins."

"The third game is to think of idioms based on radicals. The big screen gives a radical, and divides into two teams to answer the idioms containing this radical."

The three games seem relatively simple, but it is also difficult to play with a sense of variety. If you just play the game seriously, with no stalks or jokes, the whole show will be embarrassing.

"Then add three singing programs interspersed in the game. Xia Qi is in charge of preparing one of them. You should have received the notification before? Which song did you prepare?"

Xing Yanglin replied: "We have prepared the title song of Xia Qi's upcoming new album called "Winter Love Letter". I told your staff and asked them to help prepare the piano."

Sister Gao was pleasantly surprised: "Is it going to be made public for the first time? That's great. I'll help you let the show go."

Xia Qi immediately raised his wine glass to respect her: "Thank you, Sister Gao."

Sister Gao: "Thank you, we are happy that you have prepared so well."

After a good meal, the host and guest had a good time, and the two returned to the hotel, reported the situation to Yin Lang, and then went back to prepare for a rest.

Xing Yanglin warned: "Tomorrow there will be a lot of fans at the rehearsal, so you must sleep well tonight and don't put dark circles on my eyes anymore, do you understand? Xiao Zhou, did you wear eye mask? Give it to him Two slices."

Xiao Zhou responded quickly and immediately took it out of the big box and gave it to him.

Satisfied, Xing Yanglin finally returned to his room.

Xia Qi took the eye mask and closed the door, and lay down on the sofa with a huff.

After a while, someone knocked on the door.

Xia Qi thought it was Xing Yanglin, opened the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

As a result, Yin Lang was standing at the door.

This was the first time he faced Yin Lang alone since he saw the record, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

Are you going to confess?

Yin Lang asked, "Do you want to eat stinky tofu?"

Xia Qi: "..."

After a while.

The two were standing on the streets of Changsha, Xia Qi was wearing a down jacket and a hat, looking for stinky tofu stalls everywhere.

The two walked for a while, and came to a slightly bustling street, "Over there." Xia Qi had a sharp nose, and pointed in the direction, and the two followed the smell, and there really was.

Changsha’s stinky tofu is so fragrant that it makes people drool when standing by the stall. The black stinky tofu is served with fiery red dipping sauce and eaten together with a stick.

The fat aunt selling stinky tofu looked at him several times, then said with a smile, "This handsome guy looks familiar."

Xia Qi smiled at her shyly, and Yin Lang and Yin Lang each had a bowl of stinky tofu, and walked away while eating.

After finishing the stinky tofu, Xia Qi couldn't be more spicy. He opened his mouth and inhaled. Yin Lang asked, "Do you want to eat Jiuniang? Their Jiuniang is also famous here, sweet and spicy."

Xia Qi nodded quickly, and the two went into the small shop to eat two bowls.

After eating, Xia Qi saw that there was a shop selling tea next to him, and dragged Yin Lang to line up without saying a word.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there is still a queue in front of the door of Yanyuese Tea. The people waiting for the milk tea are all young girls. One of them turned around and screamed: "Third Young Master!!"

Xia Qi, who was playing with her mobile phone, looked up and faced all the girls who turned their heads.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The girls didn't want any milk tea, so they quickly walked over to Xia Qi.

"Ahhhhhhh so handsome!!!"

"Can I take pictures?"

"Third Young Master, sign for me!!!"

……

When the girls yelled, passers-by looked sideways, and more and more people gathered, and some recognized them and immediately joined the girls' team.

Yin Lang saw that something was wrong, immediately hugged Xia Qi and left.

Xia Qi: "I haven't said hello yet."

The girls followed, and countless mobile phone cameras were aimed at him.

Yin Lang called the driver, Xia Qi felt very sorry, and talked to the girls while walking: "I'm sorry, I won't take pictures this time, next time, please pay attention to the car..."

Yin Lang put down his phone and looked back. He helped Xia Qi put on his down jacket and hat, and then said "run", pulling him to speed up suddenly, quickly throwing the people behind him out of the way.

The screams and running sounds of the girls followed closely behind, Xia Qi didn't dare to turn around, followed Yin Lang to turn left and right, and ran through one strange street after another, the lights turned into light and shadow behind them, one after another lively and complicated Tan'er was left behind by them.

After several sharp turns, the number of girls gradually disappeared. Yin Lang and Xia Qi hid in a narrow alley where the street lights couldn't come in. They were completely hidden by the black down jacket.

"Are you ready?" Xia Qi asked.

Yin Lang turned his back to the intersection, hid Xia Qi inside, and said, "Wait a little longer."

There was the sound of a girl's hurried footsteps running past, and then gradually faded away.

The alley was small and narrow, the two of them were very close, their eyes met, their breath sprayed on each other's face, and occasionally the headlights of cars swept by, casting light and shadow on the wall beside them.

Looking at him, Xia Qi suddenly felt relieved - so what if he doesn't get a confession, he can remember the current situation in his heart for the rest of his life.

Yin Lang: "I'm sorry."

Xia Qi: "Ah? Why do you say that?"

Yin Lang: "I didn't expect you to be so popular."

Xia Qi chuckled, the two of them had never encountered such a situation, and it was the first time they were chased so embarrassingly.

Yin Lang: "I should discourage you when buying milk tea."

Xia Qi shook his head: "It's useless for you to stop me. This store is only opened in Changsha, not other places. And how can you miss the opportunity to drink milk tea behind Lao Xing's back?"

Yin Lang laughed: "So afraid of him?"

Xia Qi said: "He treats me well, I don't want to let him down."

The two of them fell silent for a while.

Yin Lang looked at the message sent by WeChat, and said to Xia Qi: "The driver is on another road, saying that this is a pedestrian street, and cars cannot enter."

"Then what should we do?" The two dared not go to the intersection, fearing that there would be girls blocking the way, Xia Qi looked around and said, "How about I take you up? Fly to the top of the building and come down from the other direction." .”

Yin Lang: "..."

Yin Lang: "Can you move?"

Xia Qi was gearing up: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Xia Qi took a step closer, the two of them were chest to chest, belly to belly, each seemed to be able to feel each other's heartbeat, Xia Qi raised his arms up and down: "You, cough, hold me."

Yin Lang was half a head taller than Xia Qi, and hugged Xia Qi in his arms, breathing on Xia Qi's exposed neck, causing waves of itching and shivering.

Xia Qi buried his head in Yin Lang's shoulder, and his voice came from his ear: "You hug me too."

"How can you fly without holding me?"

Xia Qi's hands that had no place to rest finally hugged Yin Lang's waist, and then took off——Xia Qi pushed himself up thirty centimeters, and finally Yin Lang was firmly rooted on the ground like a weight.

Not giving up, Xia Qi tried again.

Yin Lang: "If you forget it, go out later."

Xia Qi: "It's okay, idleness is idleness anyway."

Then I tried two more times, but it still didn't work. Instead, my whole body went up and down, as if sliding on Yin Lang's body.

Yin Lang took a deep breath, stepped back quickly, and couldn't see the expression on his face: "I'll go out and have a look." So he walked out quickly.

After a while he came back, pulled Xia Qi out of the pedestrian street with his head down, found the car, and got in the car.

Xing Yanglin also followed, waiting inside with an angry face.

Yin Lang relied on himself as the boss and God was there, as if he was not the one who took Xia Qi out, so he made a few phone calls from the passenger seat, as if asking people to suppress the photos taken by passers-by, so as not to spread them.

Xing Yanglin didn't dare to say that the boss was wrong, so he had to say Xia Qi: "Didn't I tell you to take a good rest? You see that you caused trouble when you came out. What kind of stinky tofu do you eat? Does stinky tofu match your image as an artist?"

Yin Lang put down the phone: "Okay, Lao Xing, I took him out. Don't worry, I've already been suppressed, and the photos will not be posted on the Internet."

Lao Xing was so angry that he had no choice but to shut up.

On the afternoon of the second day, the rehearsal of "Happy Little Spinning Wheel" officially started.

Xia Qi went to put on makeup early on, and Zhao Wei also arrived, and greeted him enthusiastically, calling him brother, as innocent and enthusiastic as always, as if he knew nothing about the previous things, Xia Qi didn't dare to talk to him anymore Contact, nod and go.

After putting on makeup, Xia Qi followed Director Ji to meet several hosts in advance. There were 5 hosts in total, three men and two women. Sister Gao had greeted them all, so she took good care of him. One of the boys even comforted him in private: "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a fan meeting. The more nervous you are, the less effective the show will be. Take it easy."

After a while, it was time for rehearsal.Xia Qi came to the waiting area and quietly looked towards the audience area.

Numerous fans held his light boards, sat on both sides of Zhao Wei's fans, and shouted his name at the top of their voices. The two sides were evenly matched.

Xia Qi watched quietly in the background, feeling like a dream, almost unbelievable.