Chapter 39 "What are you looking at?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, this plane will arrive in fifteen minutes, and the ground temperature is three degrees Celsius." The flight attendant's announcement was accompanied by a roar.

After the plane landed, it brought a bump that was hard to ignore. Suyi opened her eyes and took out her phone from the blanket to send a message.

[sy1: I'm here. ]

[Bai: Good. ]

Sui Yi read this word a few times, and she felt absurdly relieved. She got up to deal with other news, and only switched back to the trumpet after she answered them one by one.

Yuan Yuan and Bai Yan's other fans sent him a lot of messages, chatting about the new news of the show every day, like a gambler who was tortured to the point of neurasthenia.

After the second public performance, Bai Yan seemed to have attracted a large number of fans again. Even Yuan Yuan was asking him if he wanted to expand the recruitment of the support club and hand over the account he managed.

[Yuanyuan: I feel they are more experienced. ]

[Come up with a nickname: Let’s take a look, you push their account to me. ]

[Yuanyuan: OK! ]

[Yuanyuan: When will these days of war end? We are almost out of luck. ]

[Any nickname: ? ]

[Yuanyuan: I just got in touch with Lao Bai, and he has a sprained foot. I guess this dance is not enough. ]

[Any nickname: When did it happen? ]

[Yuanyuan: Just today? Just told me this afternoon. ]

[Any nickname: How's it going? ]

[Yuanyuan: It’s not very serious, I say it’s okay. ]

The news on the other side was suddenly cut off. Yuan Yuan waited for a while without seeing her reply, and then cut out the chat interface, only to see that the rich woman and sister, who has a lot of money, quoted every material in Baiyan's publicity group, from one to five questions. A bunch of revisions.

The propagandist answered without emotion: OK.

Sui Yi was watching the video on the commercial car in silent mode, Xiao Chen glanced at it, and his expression became indescribable.

The commercial car left the parking lot and left most of the fans on the airport expressway. Xiao Chen moved his buttocks in a fidgety seat in the co-pilot, and said hesitantly, "Boss..."

Sui Yi said without raising her eyes, "If you have something to say, tell me quickly."

"...Okay." Xiao Chen was discouraged. "Sister Zhen just called me several times on the way. She should have seen the new song being sung at the public performance."

Sui Yi's expression remained unchanged, and she nodded to show that she understood.

"I also asked you to call him back as soon as possible." Xiao Chen gathered up his courage to finish the last sentence.

The wind and rain filled the whole carriage with a dull smell, so Yi closed the video and called Ji Zhen.

The beep sounded only once, and Ji Zhen's voice sounded like it was on fire: "Has it landed?"

"Just arrived."

Ji Zhen waited for a while, saw that he didn't speak, and asked, "New song, what do you mean?"

Sui Yi raised his hand and touched his nose, and after a while, he said, "It's time to post."

Ji Zhen laughed angrily and asked him, "Just in time to post it?"

"It will be posted anyway." Sui Yi said.

"I really want to ask if you know what you're doing?" Ji Zhen let out a sneer, "I spent two months abroad, spending a lot of money every day, just for this anyway?"

Sui Yi stopped talking.

"I don't want to worry about your relationship with this guy named Bai. This song is yours, and any loss is yours, but I advise you not to go too far." Ji Zhen calmed down a little, not angry say.

"I know what I'm doing." Sui Yi answered her last question.

Ji Zhen choked, and after a while, she said, "The board of directors for the second quarter the day after tomorrow."

Sui Yi's face darkened a little, and she raised her hand to put on the mask: "Got it."

Recently, the communication between him and Ji Zhen has not been peaceful. Xiao Chen dared not come out and stood behind Sui Yi, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The years since Sui Yi's debut are not long, just five years from the beginning and the end, these times can't change much, only make people more hesitant and weak.

The seemingly absurd studio base on the North China Peninsula is actually his carefree playground.

Bai Yan was like an invisible but incomparably strong barrier, resisting most of the broken and heavy rubble.

When Sui Yi opened the car door, he hesitated for a while, but still asked, "Xiao Chen."

"What's wrong?"

"Is the medicine box you brought to the crew still there?" Sui Yi asked with determination.

"Yes, in the luggage, what's wrong with you, boss?" Xiao Chen cast a concerned look.

"I'm fine, just leave it in the hotel." Sui Yi lifted the mask on her nose, expressionless.

Sui Yi changed into his interview clothes at the hotel, with a strangely cut shirt and a metal chain wrapped around his collarbone. His neck was a little cold in the air that was only a few degrees Celsius exposed. After shivering, he adjusted his breathing. He put the sprain spray in his trouser pocket, straightened his back, pushed open the door and walked out.

Xiao Chen stood dejectedly waiting for him outside the door, looking like he had just been trained.

"Let's go." Sui Yi threw her some heavy coat and entered the elevator directly.

The outline of the interview was read on the way to the studio. Xiao Chen printed it out completely, marked several questions about the new drama and new song with a ballpoint pen, and wrote a note after several questions about the contestants: contestants Comment casually, not to mention Xiaoyi.

Suiyi took a few glances to get ready, and plunged into the interview room. The person sitting in the test position stood up and bowed to Suiyi.

As soon as he sat down, the director poked his head out from behind the monitor and asked Sui Yi embarrassedly: "Teacher Sui, can you take the things in your trouser pockets? It's obvious from this shot."

Sui Yi took out the spray and handed it to Xiao Chen, smiled apologetically, adjusted her posture and prepared to start.

Towards the end, the questions given by the program director became milder. Sui Yi ended the interview without thinking, and followed Xiao Chen out of the interview room.

The wind outside the building was very noisy, with blades blowing on people.

The moment Sui Yi stepped out of the building, he paused, Xiao Chen stood beside him with his neck shrunk, the shutter sounded a few times in the distance, and two very familiar fans were holding their heavy singles against him. .

She caught a cold in her heart, and sure enough, in the next second, she heard Sui Yi say the same thing she would say every time she passed by like a ghost: "You go to the car and wait for me first, I..."

"Go to the bathroom." Xiao Chensheng repeated reluctantly.

Sui Yi didn't speak, reached out and asked her for a spray, turned around and walked towards the practice room and dormitory area.

He was wearing makeup on his face, and when he walked in and out of several practice rooms, he seemed to be doing tidbits of visiting the class. Yi Shengqing was stunned when he saw him, and the next second he saw Sui Yi disappearing behind the camera.

Sui Yi walked around a few times, stopped at the door of the dormitory area, and walked in without any pause.

Bai Yan was lying on the bed in an uncomfortable position, his phone was placed on the pillow, and there was Sui Yi's solo show at a New Year's Eve party.

Sui Yi stood there for a while, her heart became sour, she moved her throat with difficulty, and then walked to the bed.

Bai Yan had wireless headphones hanging from his ears, looked at him in horror, and tucked his phone under the pillow.

Sui Yi sat down on the edge of the bed without looking out of place, and said to him with his mouth, "How are your feet?" After speaking, he pointed to Bai Yan's ankles that were exposed in the air.

The position of the ankle has turned purple-black, the edge is red, and the blue blood vessels are immersed in the loose pants.

Sui Yi frowned and looked at it for a while, then lowered her head and rubbed her hands, her expression uncertain, she picked up the spray and looked at the instructions printed on the bottle.

"Why are you here?" Bai Yan tore off his earphones and asked him softly.

Sui Yi raised her eyes to look at him and said, "Can't I come?"

Bai Yan noticed the stickiness in his words and said, "Yes, but I'm afraid it will affect you."

Sui Yi frowned: "What does it affect?"

"It's nothing." Bai Yan didn't want to continue talking, and changed the subject: "What is this?" He pointed to the thing in Suiyi's hand.

Sui Yi felt his palms get warmer, grabbed his ankle and sprayed it twice.

Bai Yan sucked in a breath of cold air, and felt a pair of warm hands covering his numb ankles.

Sui Yi lowered his head and gently rubbed the bruised position for him. The broken hair in front of his forehead swayed slightly, and he could see his focused eyes through the gaps in his hair.

Further down is the neat jaw line and the necklace wrapped around the neck. The clavicle of Sui Yi is very distinct, and it looks good with the luster of the metal.

Bai Yan watched for a while before being interrupted by Sui Yi: "Does it hurt?"

"Ah?" Bai Yan looked at him blankly.

"It hurts?" Sui Yi eased her movements, with a worried look on her face: "Has the electoral officer contacted the doctor?"

Bai Yan woke up from the beauty, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt much, it should be fine tomorrow."

Sui Yi's expression was still very worried, but she didn't say anything.

"How long did you record this time?" Bai Yan asked in a low voice.

Sui Yi straightened his feet and put the quilt over Bai Yan's calf before saying, "Three days."

"Oh." Bai Yan responded and said nothing.

"What are you looking at?" Sui Yi gestured to the position of the pillow and asked knowingly, "What were you looking at when I came in?"

Bai Yan looked away, pretended not to hear, and followed Yi's hands and feet, he crossed him and took out the phone from under the pillow.

There is no password on the mobile phone, and when you click on it, it is a commonly used Weibo. Bai Yan has a garbled account number, and the home page is filled with all kinds of Suiyi.

Suiyi smiled inconspicuously, and clicked on the home page of her account. Bai Yan was accustomed to reposting without copywriting. Half an hour ago, he forwarded three or four photos of Suiyi getting off the bus at the airport.

The whole body is black, and the face can't be seen, and don't know what to see.

Bai Yan's face became very red, and the tip of his nose was red as if he was about to drip blood, and he reached out to grab the phone.

Sui Yi blocked the person with one hand, while the other hand swiped Bai Yan's Weibo fluently and browsed generously.

During this period of time, his schedule was very busy. Most of Bai Yan's reposts were his airport photos, and he was sponsored by the brand all over his body. Finally, he had a set of casual clothes that looked normal. It was the pajama style that he was going to push this year.

The person who took the picture is a fan for many years, and the copy left a very blatant sentence: Husband, grass nest!

Sui Yi raised her eyebrows, read the sentence without shame, then looked at Bai Yan's forwarding copy, and read it out slowly: "Add one?"

Bai Yan wanted to find a gap in the wall to get in, and while pulling a coat to cover his head, he lowered his voice and shouted, "Stop talking!"

Sui Yi endured for a while, chuckled softly, and hugged the person in front of her through her coat.

Bai Yan hummed a few times in his jacket, raised his hand and wrestled out of the jacket, his face flushed red, as if he was puffed up.

"Don't look!" Bai Yan took the phone away and stared at Sui Yi with round eyes.

Sui Yi lowered her hand calmly, looked at him with crooked eyes, and said after a while, "I don't have a cell phone, lend me a look."

Bai Yan looked at him suspiciously.

"It's so boring." Sui Yi said again.

Bai Yan looked at him without speaking, and the heating air conditioner made a humming sound, like some kind of familiar signal, enveloping the two of them in a subtle atmosphere.

Sui Yi gave up the childish request to borrow a mobile phone, leaned forward, and pressed Bai Yan into the darkness.

Bai Yan stammered and agreed to him: "Then, I'll give it to you."

Sui Yi wore very little clothes and her lips were very cold. Bai Yan tasted a little sweetness that was hard to detect in his panic, and then closed his eyes obediently.

Sui Yi held his face, her tongue was gently inserted, and the corners of her eyes were clearly red.

Bai Yan felt that the position of his chest was bubbling with heat, and he heard the roar of a plane landing in his ears. He closed his eyes and let out a whimper from his throat.

The two were entangled in the corner of the canopy bed for a while, before Sui Yi lifted the weight that was holding down the person in front of him.

Bai Yan sat up and handed the phone to Suiyi a little sluggishly: "I'll give you the phone."

Sui Yi took advantage of the situation to hold his hand and read the original Weibo posted by Bai Yan, almost all of which were about scoring songs.

Weibo started a month and a half ago, Bai Yan would give his songs a five-star every few days, and then write a diary-like impression. For several songs, Bai Yan scored full marks one by one in the order of the year.

Sui Yi's expression slowly disappeared, and he asked him in a nasal voice, "Have you listened?"

"Listen." Bai Yan looked into his eyes calmly.

Sui Yi held the phone and was speechless.

The air conditioner continued to make a running noise, and the muffled sound of the phone vibrating came from Sui Yi's trouser pocket.

Xiao Chen roared into the receiver heart-wrenchingly: "Boss! Boss, where are you! Come back quickly! Sister Zhen just called and said she couldn't find you! The board of directors will be held early tonight! You should call her back quickly. Did you block her? She said to check with you first!"

Xiao Chen shouted so full of energy that he could hear it clearly even without the speakerphone. Bai Yan heard completely unfamiliar words and looked at Sui Yi with a little doubt.

Sui Yi's eyes darkened a little, and after saying a good word, he hung up the phone.

"Then I'm leaving?" Sui Yi's face was inexplicably tired, and she rubbed Bai Yan's head.

The signal of the studio is very poor, and there is a short delay in sending and receiving messages. The peninsula is like a ladder extending to a secret world that is isolated from the world. With the step of stepping out of the dormitory area, Yi is solemn and decisive, as if stepping into a non-existent,In a turbulent and cruel battlefield.