No one expected that Tao Shiyan would ignore Meng Bai and speak for Cheng Xi.
The hall was silent for a few minutes. Everyone had different expressions, but their eyes glanced at Meng Bai vaguely. Meng Bai couldn't stand the probing or entertaining looks, so he pretended to rub his eyes, angrily threw away Prince Han and left quickly.
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But none of these C-groups knew it. Back in 202, Tao Shiyan found a bottle of drink from the small refrigerator and threw it to Cheng Xi: "Drink some first."
Cheng Xi observed for a moment: "This drink has strawberry flavor, is it delicious?"
Still caring about the taste, it didn't seem too aggrieved. Tao Shiyan shook his head.
Cheng Xi reluctantly said: "Then I'll drink this."
He was indeed thirsty, so he raised his neck and drank half of the bottle. Tao Shiyan pulled up a stool, waited patiently for him to finish his drink, and said, "Sit down."
Drinkers are short-tongued, so Cheng Xi moved his buttocks obediently.
"I know you're not lazy."
If you're lazy, your arms won't be so sore that you can't lift them up.
"That's not true," Cheng Xi snorted, "To say I'm lazy is really looking down on me. I won't use this method to stay first. If you want to win, you must win openly and convince everyone."
When he spoke, his chin was slightly raised and his eyes were full of arrogance.
So even though his words were too true, Tao Shiyan still responded with a gentle "Okay."
“Dong dong—boss.”
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and it was Zhang Jing's voice, "I brought what you wanted."
"Enter."
Zhang Jing opened the door and came in. She was stunned for a moment when she saw Cheng Xi, with a very surprised expression.
There are various rumors outside. For the sake of his own reputation and the reputation of the other party, her boss has not brought anyone into his private field for a long time.
This time, the notorious Cheng Xi was actually allowed to come in, and he was able to win a big reward for his confusing behavior.
She said hello, put her things on the table and left quickly.
Cheng Xi was a little curious about what she was holding, so he stretched his neck to see. Tao Shiyan walked straight to the table, and Cheng Xi discovered that the wooden box he saw in the suitcase the day before yesterday was lying quietly at the moment.
In the center of the table, the buckle of the box is open.
The owner must have looked at the contents inside again.
Obviously that thing was very important to Tao Shiyan. Cheng Xi had no intention of prying into other people's privacy, so he quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, closed his nose, and looked at his heart.
Two minutes later, he smelled the cool smell of Chinese herbal medicine and a deep male voice above him: "Take off your clothes."
Cheng Xi: "!!!"
Cheng Xi's pupils were shocked: "What do you want to do?"
"...Don't be afraid, I won't do anything else."
This was the first time Tao Shiyan saw him showing fear. His eyes widened slightly, making his amber pupils brighter, like a beautiful glass bead, and more vivid than glass beads.
"I used this plaster when I was filming a fight scene, and it was very effective in relieving muscle soreness."
"Oh," Cheng Xi immediately returned to his previous expression and said, trying to hide it, "I'm not afraid of plaster."
"If you're not afraid, just take off your clothes," Tao Shiyan suppressed a smile, "or just expose your shoulders."
hiss--
Dog than.
Cheng Xi was furious, but it was useless. In order to fulfill his lie of "not afraid", he could only pull down his sleeves.
It's impossible to take it off, but fortunately the T-neck he wears is relatively large, and half of his shoulders can be exposed if he pulls hard.
The snow-white skin was a little dazzling when exposed to the air. Tao Shiyan pressed on the bone seam behind his shoulder: "Does it hurt here?"
The man's fingertips were cold, Cheng Xi was a little dazed and said "hmm".
Tao Shiyan let go of his hand and suddenly discovered that the boy's skin was particularly tender, and a small red mark was left behind with just a gentle pressure.
Plaster was applied to the bone seam and the inside and outside of the upper arm, and the same procedure was followed on the other side. After all was done, several red marks appeared on the boy's back.
He wondered if he was too strong, so he coughed guiltily. He wanted to ask the boy to stay a little longer, and wait until the people downstairs dispersed to send him back.
But at some point, the boy's ears had turned into the same color as the red marks, and they tended to spread to his face and neck.
"Is it very hot here?" Tao Shiyan turned around as he spoke, and frowned, remembering what Xu Lichu said, "Or you still haven't recovered from your fever."
Cheng Xi: "..."
Give me your uncle's fever and say goodbye.
Cheng Xi ran all the way back, but the people downstairs had dispersed and he didn't see anything bad.
Entering the wooden house, the next door was as quiet as a chicken. Cheng Xi belatedly realized that Tao Shiyan did not comfort Meng Bai.
Did these two people quarrel?
He absentmindedly changed into his pajamas and washed up, but at this time Tao Shiyan and Zhang Jing had already asked for Cheng Xi's WeChat ID.
Enter the number in the search bar and click on it.
What pops up is the avatar of the movie version of The Lion King, with a super fierce and cool expression. Click on it, and the personalized signature reads: [Click to watch the sexy little wild cat eating people online]
Tao Shiyan: "..."
So when Cheng Xi came back, he was stunned for a moment when he saw "Yan" in the friend application.
The reason for the application was "." and he did not identify himself. He might be in the Donkey Man, but Cheng Xi inexplicably felt that this was Tao Shiyan.
Otherwise, the pitch-black profile picture and the outfit don’t match well.
When b is installed to a certain level, even WeChat exudes a unique flavor.
Cheng Xi complained silently. While complaining, he quickly clicked "Pass request" and a new chat box popped up:
[I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting]
Now that we are talking nonsense, Cheng Xi throws the phone aside.
Half an hour passed and no new message notification was heard.
Cheng Xi turned his phone to silent mode with a sullen face and closed his eyes completely.
Without Tao's hypnosis, he tossed and turned that night and fell asleep at nearly three in the morning. Unsurprisingly, a nightmare came over him. When he opened his eyes again, his whole body felt as if he had been fished out of water, with cold sweat covering the edges of the plaster.
Soaked and wrinkled.
There was nowhere to borrow a bathroom in the morning, so I could only wipe my body with a towel. Not to mention, although Tao was a dog, things were very useful. Now his arms are not so sore, and his back is much better.
After having breakfast, all the guests went to work according to working hours. Today is Saturday, and there are more customers in Group C restaurant than usual. It can be predicted that it will be an extremely tiring day.
Before Cheng Xi could change into the waiter's work clothes, Tao Shiyan took the clothes away from him and said, "Go and order."
"...Okay," Cheng Xi said awkwardly, "Thank you, thank you. I still have yesterday's plaster."
Tao Shiyan glanced at him unexpectedly.
It's not easy to say "thank you".
The two worked separately and spent the whole morning busy. When it was almost time for lunch, Cheng Xi leaned on the door frame to rest his breath. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the boss with a sad face and sighing while holding his cell phone.
"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Xi asked.
"The pianist doesn't answer my call," the boss said distressedly. "The restaurant has piano performances every Saturday and Sunday. Many customers come to watch the performances. If there were no pianist, there would be half as many customers."
Pianist... Cheng Xi suddenly thought, "Is there any salary?"
"Yes, the settlement will be based on the session, and the tip will be higher."
Settlement by session! Tip!!
Cheng Xi saw hope of completing the task and quickly asked: "Can you let me try?"
The boss was suspicious: "You know how?"
"I will. If the customer is not satisfied, I don't want a penny."
Anyway, it was a free transaction, so the boss agreed to let him try it.
Ten minutes later, Tao Shiyan finished delivering jam to a customer, and a soft melody hit his eardrums.
Following the sound of the piano, the red-haired boy had already changed into a smoky gray suit. He sat in front of the piano and tried the keys seriously, with his back straight. The sunlight poured into his body through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, coating him with
A hazy halo.
It's like the light is chasing him, and it's like he's attracting the light.
After the sound test, the boy closed his eyes and played the first note. Following the note, there was a gentle, low singing.
The song is a local British folk song called "Partme", which is a longing song written by a traveler for his hometown.
His voice is not the kind of high-pitched and loud voice that is very pleasing to the eye. It has a low range and is clear and clean. After singing one sentence, he attracted the attention of all the customers.
Tao Shiyan couldn't help but stop.
I didn't expect that a boy who is usually very energetic, like a little hedgehog with thorns all over his body, would be so gentle when he sang.
Through the glass windows, passers-by and tourists saw the beautiful boy playing and singing, and couldn't help but walk into the restaurant to listen. The singing reminded the foreigners who had settled abroad for many years of their distant homeland, and the married girl thought of the blue sky in her hometown.
Many people took out their mobile phones to take photos and videos.
After singing the song, there was warm applause from all around. Cheng Xi slowly opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by the crowd on three levels outside.
Some people have appreciation in their eyes, while others have sentimentality in their eyes.
It's not a perfect show.
But it's definitely a moving performance.
Since his debut, Cheng Xi has never performed in front of an audience at such a close distance. He breathed a long sigh of relief, "Thank you for your applause, thank you for your love, um..."
He paused and said, "Do you want to request a song? It's five pounds a song. I can do a lot of tricks!"
The original affectionate atmosphere was broken by the sudden sales, and the customers burst into laughter. But this also made them like Cheng Xi even more, and they paid for songs one after another.
Cheng Xi was not bragging when he said he had many tricks. Not only could he sing in English, but he could also speak a little French. He was so impressed by his language skills that someone recorded the whole process of what could be called a small concert.
Finally, the audience cheered him to sing his native language, and he sang "My Chinese Heart" impassionedly. After singing, the lunch break was over, he bowed solemnly, and then went back to the kitchen to ask the boss for money.
The boss hurriedly gave him some tickets and pestered him to promise to sing again tomorrow.
Because Cheng Xi made many times the money for the restaurant today, before closing time, the boss asked Team C to get off work early.
When they arrived at the castle, the other two groups had not returned yet. Tao Shiyan looked at the time and said, "It just so happens that we get off work early today. You can go to my room to take a shower first."
We have to continue filming when all the guests have arrived.
"Ah, thank you, brother." Cheng Xi said his thanks in a very confident tone. Without him, how would he have gotten off work early today?
Tao Shiyan gradually became immune to the word "brother" and walked upstairs expressionlessly. On the second floor, the door of 202 was open.
When the two of them went in, Zhang Jing was packing her things inside.
"Hey, boss, Cheng Cheng," Zhang Jing straightened up when she heard the voice, "You guys came back very early today."
Cheng Xi thought she had something to do with Tao Shiyan: "You guys chat, I'll go back first and come back later."
"No, no, no, I'll finish it right away." Zhang Jing waved her hand, quickly put away the clothes Tao Shiyan had sent for maintenance, and wiped the table clean.
When she touched the medicine box, she suddenly discovered that half of the plaster bag was missing. "I used so much plaster last night. Did Cheng Cheng's muscles and bones get injured?"
Cheng Xi inexplicably remembered the touch of the man's fingers on his skin. Before Tao Shiyan could speak, he quickly answered: "No, I'm not injured, it's not me!"
"Oh, who is that?" When Tao Shiyan sent a message yesterday asking her to get the plaster, he meant it was for someone else.
Tao Shiyan glanced at the person next to him, probably because he was lying. The boy's eyes were wandering unnaturally, and he almost had the word "guilty" written on his face.
"Well...it's not him," Tao Shiyan chuckled, "It's for the sexy little wildcat."