coronation of stars

Chapter 17
When the Chinese New Year was approaching, Mu Ting also sent her something. Qiao Yan originally thought that she could expect to receive Mu Ting's things, but when she unpacked, a bunch of celebrities' personal contact information and photo calendar notebooks were poured out. , still amazed with Qiao Xue.

It is outrageous that Mu Ting's gift is so thoughtless. Obviously, he didn't unpack the things that were sent to his house, and directly forwarded them to Qiao Yan.Qiao Yan gathered these things together and sent them back to Mu Ting with the snacks. The courier within the city was convenient and fast. In the evening, Mu Ting called and commented on the taste of each snack, and finally complained to her: "Why did you send me that pile of things again, can't you find a place to throw it away?"

"I sent it to your family, it's inappropriate for me to deal with it privately." Qiao Yan laughed off Mu Ting's unreasonable accusation, and didn't take it seriously with this kind of person whose mental age is a mystery, and instead teased him, " When I unpacked it, I took a look, and there was only one box of pastries with the simplest packaging, which was clean and contained nothing, and the other gift boxes were all filled with things. Sure enough, if the packaging is simpler, the heart is also relatively simple?"

"..." Mu Ting coughed dryly on the other end of the phone, "Only that box was bought by me and given to you."

"..." Qiao Yan felt that she didn't understand what Mu Ting was thinking, "That's enough to just send this, why did you send so many other things? It didn't go through your own hands, and it didn't show that What sincerity?"

"Isn't it piled up at home anyway? My old man and mother won't go home this year, and stay abroad with relatives at home. I can only deal with things by myself." Mu Ting said with confidence and reason, Qiao Yan had no way to refute, but suddenly he heard him add one more sentence at the end, "And that box of pastries is not a gift, it's just the snacks prepared by the program team when recording the program the day before yesterday. I think you'll like it, so I bought a box for you. Try it."

Oh, like this.Qiao Yan thought for a while, and finally just smiled lightly, without answering.

On the day of the Spring Festival, Qiao Yan called her family. The voice that answered the phone was polite and alienated to her. After they finished greeting each other routinely, it could be considered that this year's tasks had been completed.The two sisters huddled together on the sofa and watched TV, yawned and kept watch over the years. Qiao Xue lasted until midnight, and after answering the flood of blessing text messages, she immediately ran to the room as if she had been amnestied and fell asleep. They replied one by one to the ones they received, but when they returned to Mu Ting, they had a short meal.

Mu Ting replied her with a new word.

He didn't speak so briefly, did he?Qiao Yan hesitated for a moment, rubbing her fingers on the new characters for a moment, then moved her fingertips upwards to dial Mu Ting's phone number.It took a long time for the bell to be answered, and Mu Ting's voice was full of tiredness and slightly hoarse.

"Qiao Yan?" He asked hoarsely.

"It's me. Are you sleeping? I'm sorry to disturb you..." Qiao Yan thought about it and felt that she was thinking too much, and quickly apologized for disturbing her dream, but Mu Ting cut her off, hum He snorted in denial.

"No." He put his palm on his forehead and touched her, and replied affirmatively, "I have a high fever."

"..."

Qiao Yan looked down at his watch.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, outside the window are large expanses of fireworks rushing to bloom, and there are faint sounds of firecrackers and firecrackers. They live on a high floor, and the room is well soundproofed, so the outside sounds can be heard indistinctly. clear.In the hearts of the Chinese people, only this day can truly be regarded as the beginning of a new year. This year's Spring Festival Gala is shown on the TV, and everyone's faces are filled with brilliant joy, and the scene is cheerful and lively.

This is the day that most belongs to family reunion. The old and young gather together to drink and drink together. When there are few people, it will inevitably be a little deserted. It is easy to feel sad when you think about it.She felt good herself, and didn't know how the person on the other end of the phone was feeling, but... Qiao Yan's eyes fell on the fruit plate on the TV cabinet unconsciously in thought, and she spoke to the other end of the phone.

"Is there no one else at home? Go take some medicine if you have a fever."

"Didn't I say that my old man and mother are abroad? Who else can I have at home during the Chinese New Year this year?" Mu Ting yawned lazily, and a rustling voice came from the other end of the phone, "Are you taking medicine? I Go and find... you go home, happy new year, how long do you plan to stay at home, and when will you come back here? My album should be ready when you come back, and then you can help me stand at the press conference , I am rushing to release the first batch of albums after the year, trying to get off to a good start."

"What time is it now? Let's see, it's ten o'clock...I slept through New Year's Eve?" Mu Ting muttered lively to himself, and Qiao Yan was so happy that he didn't answer Mu Ting's question about whether to go home or not. If there is a problem, I didn't bother, but I was too embarrassed to hang up without saying a word, so I just kept listening.

Mu Ting rummaged through things for a while and seemed to think of her at last, and he had a surprised smile when he talked to her, "Hey, why haven't you hung up yet? Isn't there a lot of blessing text messages and phone calls these days? You Hurry up and do your own thing, I'm fine... I'll wipe it, when did this medicine expire, why don't I remember?"

Qiao Yan, who had really moved her finger to the hang-up button, unfortunately heard the last sentence, abruptly retracted her finger, suddenly felt a little powerless, and said helplessly to the other end of the phone: "I just finished answering the text message, it's nothing now Thing... When the medicine expires, you should take the temperature first, and if you have a severe fever, go to the hospital to hang a water bath."

"The thermometer is... oh, it's here." Mu Ting was much more obedient than usual when he was sick, but he also talked a lot more than normal. Right now he's talking to himself all the time, unexpectedly I was also very happy to say it.

"Hospital? I don't really want to go. My house is quite close to the hospital, but I'm staying in my apartment now. The supporting facilities in the community here are very average, but it's close to my studio. I usually have a job. I sleep here when I am busy...Actually, I wanted to go to the studio to work overtime today, but the security guards in the office building have gone home for the New Year. Is there any supermarket still open, and can I go downstairs when taking my temperature? How about I check the temperature first, 38.5°C, it doesn’t seem too low..."

"...You can go downstairs to the hospital now. There is a small hospital near your studio. Just walk across the two streets behind your studio." Qiao Yan frowned slightly, and carefully instructed the other side of the phone.

"What, is there a hospital near our studio?" Mu Ting was very surprised on the other end of the phone, and then responded negatively, "I haven't been there, I don't want to go, I'd better see if there is a supermarket downstairs that is still open. Something to eat. I seem to have slept for a long time, and now I feel very hungry..."

He fell silent while he was talking. He was actually very happy in his heart facing such concern, and he felt a little guilty despite the kindness of others, so he suddenly started to care about the silence on the other end of the phone, and asked the other party carefully. Are you okay? Qiao Yan was silent for a while, and then answered him softly.

"Go, Mu Ting, be obedient."

"The supermarket may not be open. I'll bring you something to eat and take you to the hospital."

Mu Ting originally threw away the cold medicine and the remote control, wandered around the room aimlessly, was looking for a thick coat to wear when going out, and was still thinking about whether to go back to bed and continue to sleep for a while, between hunger and laziness struggling.Hearing this sentence, he was suddenly frozen in place, and after recovering, he hurriedly responded, dressed indiscriminately, and hurried out the door.

It had already been more than an hour when Qiao Yan arrived at the hospital with a thermos bucket. It was difficult to take a taxi in the early hours of New Year's Eve. She stood in the bitter cold wind for a long time, and she was not cold resistant, and her fingers were frozen They all looked pale, with an abnormal blush on their faces.

Under the guidance of the staff on duty, she found Mu Ting's ward. The hospital is small and not very close to the residential area. There are not many people who go to see the doctor on New Year's Eve, so people like Mu Ting who simply have a fever are also assigned to the ward. A hospital bed.

It may be that the drip contains sedative medicine. When Qiao Yan entered, Mu Ting was already drowsy, but he still tried his best to open his eyes and look outside the ward from time to time. When he saw Qiao Yan, his eyes suddenly widened. Liang, with a flamboyant and bright smile, and the squinted eyes of the phoenix are so beautiful that even Qiao Yan, who is already so unmoved by beauty, seems to have a short heartbeat.

However, it was only for a moment, Qiao Yan still looked calm and composed, at least much more restrained than Mu Ting.She sat by the bed and opened the lid of the thermos bucket, and took out a small box of dumplings. The rest of the space was filled with fried rice with sausage and eggs, several boxes of southern country snacks in plastic bags, and even a few fruits.After preparing the standard equipment for visiting patients in a short period of time, Mu Ting sat up from the bed and watched her take things out, the expression on his face was simply amazed.

"You are too amazing..." He exclaimed, his hand had reached for the dumplings, "I feel like I'm going crazy hungry, can I eat now?"

"Have you washed your hands? Use chopsticks." Qiao Yan hit him on the back of his hand with chopsticks. The latter didn't get angry when he was beaten. Instead, he smiled at her. A little unconscious flattery.

She saw it in her eyes and thought it was funny, so she helped him unpack the dim sum, "These boxes are the dim sum you said you liked the other day, I picked a few and brought them here, for fear that the rice would not be enough... The dumplings are not good enough. How much do you bring? My sister and I have relatively light tastes, and the dumplings don’t put too much salt in them. It may not suit your taste, but I thought you should eat some dumplings during the Chinese New Year, so I brought you some. Fried rice I put a little more salt, you can taste that."

"It's all delicious." Mu Ting swept away the dumplings at a swift speed, and the fried rice was cooked like a war, and he commented sincerely while chewing, "You can cook, so virtuous... Who will marry in the future?" Are you too lucky?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he was overjoyed for a while, and his words were too abrupt, so he hurriedly shut up and concentrated on eating, looking at Qiao Yan's expression out of the corner of his eyes.Qiao Yan smiled but didn't answer, but she didn't look really angry, Mu Ting secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and asked her: "I thought you went home, why didn't you go back?"

"Both my parents have a new home, and they seemed disturbing when I went back, so I didn't go back. Fortunately, my sister was with me." Qiao Yan smiled, and said lightly, without answering in detail.Mu Ting was also very sensible, and didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at her for a while without avoiding it, which made her a little uncomfortable.

"Look what I'm doing, no makeup scares you?" She smiled and changed the subject.

"No, you look good without makeup." Mu Ting replied quickly. After speaking, he might feel that his attitude was a little perfunctory, so he cleared his throat and replied seriously, "Really, it's very comfortable to look at."

This explanation is superfluous, it seems more perfunctory, but the atmosphere is relaxed because of this, Qiao Yan smiled and handed the thermometer beside the bed to Mu Ting, let him test the temperature, bowed his head and dug out two oranges from the bag to start peeling.

Her eyebrows are gentle, her eyelashes are long, her lips are soft, and the angle of her lowered eyelashes is so beautiful that Mu Ting felt that even the white sheets of the hospital seemed to have a warm and soft pearl color.This kind of feeling is too rare, he is not a dull person, he is vaguely aware of a fact, but he dare not confirm it.

"Trouble you, come and take care of me in the middle of the night." Mu Ting suddenly fell silent, Qiao Yan didn't feel anything when he lowered his head, but when he raised his head, he was confused when he saw that he looked sober and didn't speak.After meeting her gaze, Mu Ting suddenly said this to her seriously, she was slightly startled, then laughed, shook her head, and handed him the orange.

"We're all friends, you're welcome. It just so happens that my sister is asleep, and I'm not sleepy. I don't have anything else to do at home. According to you, it's just... things that are easy to do, and have no effect on me. , At that time, you were willing to give me a helping hand, and now maybe I am slowly repaying the favor a little bit? It’s really nothing. In my heart, you are the kind of friend who I should visit when I am sick. No matter how deep The action relationship has not yet come - such as going to your house to take care of you or something?"

Qiao Yan made a small joke and teased Mu Ting, who didn't feel happy, but didn't feel very disappointed either.

She is really the type who can divide things very clearly, not being ambiguous or flirtatious, she is very good at protecting herself, and she must have rejected many opportunities at her fingertips.

Still the same sentence, smart and calm, cunning and sincere, sensible and independent, talented and hardworking, no matter how you look at it, she is a very pleasing girl, she really suits his appetite, no wonder he can't get angry with her .

Maybe it's not just that I can't get angry...

Mu Ting's fever wasn't too severe, but the temperature didn't drop too quickly. According to his own statement, he didn't get sick very often, so he got better slowly. It was already after six o'clock in the morning when the fever subsided.Mu Ting lay in the middle for a while, and when he woke up, he found that his fever had started to subside, so he gave up the bed and ordered Qiao Yan, who had stayed with him in the hospital all night, to lie down and rest for a while.Qiao Yan was indeed very tired, and he didn't try to evade it too much. After lying down, he fell into a deep sleep, and when he was woken up by Mu Ting, he felt quite at a loss as to where he was.

"Sleep later." Mu Ting handed her the phone that was still ringing non-stop, "Director Xu Zhen called you - I thought you might want to answer it, so I didn't hang up for you. "

Qiao Yan froze for a moment, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot.She answered the phone blankly and nervously, raised it to her ear, and murmured questioningly.

"Director Xu?"

"Happy New Year, Qiao Yan." Xu Zhen's voice on the other end of the phone was distorted, but it sounded more gentle than when she went to the audition that day. He greeted her on the other end of the phone, and then explained straight to the point that he was on the phone Theme of.

"I've decided on you as the female number one in "Chivalrous Girls". I'm going to negotiate a contract with your company today. I'll let you know in advance. I'll send you the script later. You should make some preparations yourself, and we'll start after half a month." Group."

(End of this chapter)