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Gu Zhun also noticed Wang Zijie's strangeness, and gave him a cold look. Wang Zijie looked away hastily, as if being swamped by a basin of cold water.

With a cold snort, Gu Zhun cursed in a low voice, "The ghosts linger."

Even the other two trainees felt this kind of hostility, and automatically stayed away from Wang Zijie. Although they didn't know why Wang Zijie made him angry, they didn't want to offend the prince Gu Zhun.

Jiang Mianchi didn't seem to feel it, and patted Wang Zijie on the shoulder and said, "We will be in a group from now on, let's work hard together."

After easing the atmosphere, Wang Zijie gave Jiang Mianchi a grateful look, and Jiang Mianchi smiled at him comfortingly, as if telling him not to care about Gu Zhun's troubles.

Later, when practicing, Wang Zijie always involuntarily leaned towards Jiang Mianchi, as if he could give him courage. Thanks to him being able to withstand the feeling of being on his back, Gu Zhun's eyes were not very friendly.

In the first two days, the trainees were still memorizing the lyrics, so the singing practice hadn't started yet, and just when Jiang Mianchi was about to start practicing singing, Jiang Mianchi fell ill.

The illness came on quickly. The night before yesterday, he just turned on the air conditioner and drank a glass of iced Coke. When he woke up in the morning, he felt light-headed, stuffy nose, and very uncomfortable.

Jiang Jiang was the first to notice his strangeness. He was wondering why Jiang Mianchi was so sleepy today, and when he wanted to say hello to Jiang Mianchi, he saw his blushing face and frighteningly white lips.

He touched his forehead with his hand, it was hot, and he became anxious all of a sudden, "Jiang Mianchi, you have a fever, I'll call you a doctor."

Jiang Mianchi patted his head, it was indeed terribly hot, he wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and nodded weakly.

After Jiang Jiang went out, only Wang Zijie was left in the dormitory. He looked at Jiang Mianchi worriedly, "Are you okay, I brought some necessary medicine here, do you want some?"

Jiang Mian coughed a few times and said, "Ahem... No need, please ask me for a leave."

When he said that, Wang Zijie had no choice but to agree with it with a nod.

After Gu Zhun came back from running, he saw Jiang Mianchi blushing on the bed, he frowned and walked to the side of Jiang Mianchi's bed, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Jiang Mianchi's face.

At this time, Jiang Mianchi was awakened by him, and acted softly, "Brother Zhun, I'm sick, I want to drink water."

Gu Zhun tapped his forehead lightly, as if blaming him for not taking good care of himself, poured him a glass of warm water and asked, "Have you taken your medicine yet?"

Jiang Mianchi nodded, "The doctor came to see it, it's just a small cold, and I took antipyretics and cold medicine."

Gu Zhun felt relieved, pinched his face with his hands, "I told you not to drink that glass of iced coke last night, it's okay now."

Jiang Mianchi, who was sick and still being scolded, felt aggrieved. She rubbed her face against Gu Zhun's hand and said flatteringly, "The medicine is so bitter, Brother Zhun, I want to eat candy, strawberry flavored."

Gu Zhun took out Jiang Mianchi's candy box with ease. It seems that he remembered the place where the candy box was hidden in the last live broadcast.

Peeling off the candy wrapper and stuffing the candy into his mouth, Jiang Mianchi suddenly stuck out his tongue, licked Gu Zhun's finger, then squinted and smiled like a successful little fox.

Twirling his fingers, Gu Zhun looked down at him, "Is it sweet?"

Jiang Mianchi shook his head up and down, the sugar made him feel much happier.

"I'll try it."

Jiang Mianchi was dazed, and felt a moist kiss on his lips, and her eyes widened in fright.

Gu Zhun carefully traced the line of his lips, and then rolled his tongue to remove the sugar from his mouth.

Jiang Mian, who had been robbed of candy, didn't come in time to protest, and was forced to exchange another kiss. Gu Zhun kissed very reverently, not gentle like his usual domineering appearance.

After the kiss, Jiang Mianchi said without thinking, "You are not afraid that I will infect you with a cold."

Hearing his words, Gu Zhun, who was already in a panic, couldn't help laughing, and gently stroked his hair with his fingers, "I'm not as delicate as you."

Jiang Mianchi buried her head in the quilt all at once, trying to play dead.

Gu Zhun did not expose his ostrich mentality, but went to take a shower and said, "I'm going to practice first, you can rest assured to recover from your illness, and I will bring you lunch at noon."

After the door was closed with a "bang", Jiang Mianchi poked his head out to avoid suffocating himself, and looked at the ceiling with complicated eyes.

Originally, I just wanted to tease Gu Zhun, but I didn't expect to play it off.

Self-avoiding not to think about the future, Jiang Mianchi almost fell asleep in a daze when she suddenly heard the sound of a key being inserted into the door.

He turned his head and saw Wang Zijie coming in, he even locked the door, quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Wang Zijie walked to Jiang Mianchi's bed, half knelt on the ground, did nothing, just stared at his side face obsessively, with complicated emotions on his face, at one moment he was infatuated, and at another moment he seemed to hate him , gritted his teeth.

After a few minutes, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Jiang Mianchi's face, but his fingers stopped less than one centimeter away, trembled a few times, and then retracted abruptly as if his hands had been scalded.

He closed his eyes to stabilize his emotions, stood up and turned to leave, closing the door carefully, as if he didn't want to wake Jiang Mianchi up.

Jiang Mianchi waited until the person walked away before opening her eyes, and slowly frowned.

A lot of clues huddled together in his mind. When he was sick, his brain seemed to burn out the host computer, and it ran very slowly, so he simply didn't think about it, and closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Some things have to be resolved sooner or later.

After sleeping like this for a whole morning, Gu Zhun brought him food, and he ate a few mouthfuls and asked, "Where did you practice this morning?"

Seeing that he was sick and still concerned about the progress of the practice, Gu Zhun sighed, "Don't worry, the instructor didn't come over today, the vocal teacher helped us sort out the whole song."

Then he suddenly remembered something and said, "Your follower said that he would come to make up some shots of you being sick at noon."

Nodding understandingly, Jiang Mianchi smiled and said, "Do you think I should take this opportunity to buy a wave of misery?"

Gu Zhun was speechless, "Then the reason for getting sick is to turn on the air conditioner and drink Coke?"

"..." Touching his nose with a guilty conscience, he finished his meal as quietly as a chicken and then took the cold medicine honestly.

Gu Zhun sat on the edge of his bed, put his hand on his forehead, "It seems to be much better than in the morning, and the fever should subside in the afternoon."

Jiang Mianchi's follower is a straight steel man, keen to photograph Jiang Mianchi and other trainees' various "socialist brotherhood".

Just in time to knock on the door and come in, I took a picture of this scene, and couldn't help feeling, "Brother Gu and Chi Chi have a really good relationship."

"..." Jiang Mianchi coughed a few times.

Gu Zhun didn't care much, and calmly withdrew his hand.

Thanks to his follow-up, Zhunchi cp fans may have to lie down and eat candy again in this issue.