After the top three took the stage together to receive the trophy, the competition that lasted for more than a month came to an end.
Backstage of the show, the director called everyone together and happily announced: "Everyone has worked hard for more than a month. Tomorrow, producer Mu will hold a celebration party at home, and everyone must come!"
As soon as these words came out, the staff cheered. The director distributed the invitation letter to everyone, and came over to congratulate Ding Meng. Jiang Nanqing, a group of relatives and friends, also walked into the backstage under the leadership of the staff. When she saw Ding Meng in the crowd, she rushed up happily: "Meng Meng, you are running on the path of the goddess like this. It will never come back! The performance just now was great, congratulations on winning the championship and honoring our community!"
Ding Meng: "..."
Although she did not play on behalf of the community, she thanked Jiang Nanqing kindly.
A girl behind her who she didn't know handed over a gift box, with tears in her eyes: "Lemon Lord, this is the honey given to you by our little lemon! It can protect your throat!"
It was the first time that Ding Meng received a gift from a fan. She was a little embarrassed. Jiang Nanqing said from the side, "Don't be shy, accept it bravely!"
Ding Meng pulled the corner of her mouth and took the honey. Jiang Nanqing told her about the owner of Chuanchuanxiang store's treat. Ding Meng wanted to choose another day, it would be better to hit the day, so let's do it today!
So she quickly changed her clothes and happily followed Jiang Nanqing and the others to Xiangpiao Shili.
When she left, she paid special attention to Qiao Yichen's whereabouts and found that he was gone. He has an injury on his head, and no one will take him out to eat and drink, so he should go back to the hospital.
Hmm, I missed the special training tonight, should it be alright? If he called to ask, he would just say that he was training at home!
After making up her mind, Ding Meng rushed to the Chuanchuanxiang shop with confidence.
The business here was very good at night. As soon as Ding Meng and the others arrived, they were welcomed into the private room. This special treatment made her a little embarrassed: "Madam, you invite me to dinner, and you have to greet us in person. It's too embarrassing."
The woman in the red cheongsam said: "Hey, I've said it many times, don't call me the boss lady, I'm just a part-time worker, you can just call me by my name."
Jiang Nanqing blinked at her, approached her and said, "Why haven't you taken down the boss yet? I didn't say that the boss is such a talented person.
The woman rolled her eyelids and said, "You should marry yourself first. When I first came to work here, your family gave you a blind date, and now I have become the boss lady in your heart, and your family is still giving it to you. Zhang Luo has a blind date."
Everyone in the private room laughed. Jiang Nanqing glared at Ding Meng and said in a meaningful way: "What are you laughing at? It's amazing when you get married, right?"
Ding Meng held back a smile and said, "No, no, you are a bachelor, you are glorious."
The people at the table burst into laughter again. The proprietress finished serving them and greeted them, "Eat slowly, if you don't have enough, order more. Tonight, the boss treats guests and eats openly."
Ding Meng asked: "Is the boss coming tonight? Let's meet Nan Qing too. She used to make a special trip to accompany me to eat skewers to meet him."
Jiang Nanqing kicked her under the table, and Ding Meng quickly changed her words: "Oh, Nanqing now has Xiao Zhuozi, and the boss is a thing of the past."
The innocently shot Xiao Zhuozi lowered his head silently.
The dishes in the pot were cooked soon. Ding Meng felt that she hadn't smelled the aroma of the skewers for five hundred years. She was not ambiguous at all when she started, and the beef came in large quantities.
While eating, the phone rang, Ding Meng made a "silence" gesture to everyone, and picked up the phone.
It was indeed Qiao Yichen.
She cleared her throat, brewed good feelings, and answered the phone: "Dog... Da, what's the matter?"
The dog's big eyelids jumped and he asked, "Where are you? What are you doing?"
Ding Meng twitched the corners of her mouth, this is the dormitory teacher's rounds...
"I'm doing special training at home." She spoke out the remarks she had prepared.
Qiao Yichen paused: "Special training?"
"Yeah." Ding Meng's expression was quite natural.
"Oh." Qiao Yichen's voice started to get weird, and Ding Meng had a faint feeling of badness, "What are you training for?"
"I… practice pronunciation."
"You play the guitar to me."
Ding Meng: "..."
I didn't expect this to be possible...
But don't panic, she has a quick wit! She coughed and said calmly, "I don't have the phone in my hand when I play the guitar, and you can't hear it when I put it on the ground."
"It seems to make a lot of sense." Qiao Yichen's voice became even more strange, and before Ding Meng thought about it, he ended the sleep check, "That's it, you continue to practice, I'm dead. "
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, Ding Meng frowned at the phone, why did it still feel weird? While she was talking on the phone, Jiang Nanqing and Xiao Zhuozi had already swept away the remaining beef in the pot. She glanced at Ding Meng and whispered in her ear, "Actually, I've always been worried. If your relationship with Qiao Yichen is exposed, will you be hacked to the end of the universe?"
Ding Meng is not very worried about this issue. It is written in the agreement that this marriage relationship will only last for half a year, and now it has been almost two months in the blink of an eye. In the remaining four months, she should not be too popular to be exposed.
It took almost two hours to finish the meal. After making a vow with Jiang Nanqing that "after eating this chuanchuanxiang, I will be a good friend in the next life", Ding Meng took the packaged chuanchuan and took a taxi home.
The driver of the car actually recognized her, discussed the race with her enthusiastically, and finally asked her for an autograph.
Too bad I didn't get the money for the car.
She carried the large and small bags and went upstairs humming a ditty. When the door opened, a warm white light came out from inside, and her heart suddenly thumped.
"You're back?" Qiao Yichen's voice came from the living room, Ding Meng took two steps in and saw that he was sitting on the sofa, looking up at her slightly.
"Uh..." She played her wit again, thinking about it, saying that she just went downstairs and bought some... Chuanchuan, whether it would work or not.
No, no, I still have the clothes from the competition in my hand, and it looks like I just came back!
She didn't speak, and Qiao Yichen asked again, "You were specially trained in the Chuanchuan store?"
Ding Meng: "..."
why! He shouldn't be in the doctor! hospital! !
The current hospital is really irresponsible, how can patients be released casually
She put down the things in her hand, walked over and smiled at him: "God Dandan, shouldn't you be in the hospital?"
Qiao Yichen sneered: "Of course you want me to be hospitalized, you'd better never come back, right?"
"No no no, how can I have such vicious thoughts! I'm just worried about your body, after all, you have such a big hole in your head."
Qiao Yichen: "..."
He took a breath and smiled at her: "I came right back after the game."
Ding Meng was stunned for a moment. Did he call her at home before? Thinking of the lie she made up just now, she felt a little distressed for herself. After taking a breath, she frowned and said to Qiao Yichen, "Aren't you going to stay in the hospital for observation? You must have sneaked out of the hospital, right? Hey, I said you are a patient, why don't you cooperate? What about the doctor's treatment? What if there are still sequelae?"
Qiao Yichen was a little dizzy when she asked a series of questions: "I will be able to remove the stitches tomorrow, and I will go through the discharge procedures directly today."
Ding Meng was still a little worried: "Then how do you feel?"
Qiao Yichen said, "It's fine until you get mad at me."
Ding Meng: "..."
When did she get mad at him, he was clearly educating her!
But thinking that she couldn't have the same knowledge as a patient, Ding Meng still actively admitted her mistake: "This, the owner of the chuan-chuan shop treats guests today, I can't help but admire him, he is a rare treat!"
Qiao Yichen's eyes swept across the string she packed back: "Even eating and taking, you are really admirable."
Ding Meng: "...We can't waste food, can we?"
Qiao Yichen laughed: "Well, you have a point anyway. Who did you eat with?"
"It's Jiang Nanqing and Xiao Zhuozi, ah yes, and a fan sent me a jar of honey!"
Qiao Yichen's brows moved, and his attention was on Xiao Zhuozi: "Is Xiao Zhuozi the same fool who stood beside Jiang Nanqing today?"
Ding Meng: "... um."
I'm sorry, little Zhuozi.
Qiao Yichen glanced at her: "You really don't have the vision to find Chuanchuan friends."
… A person who eats skewers together, as long as they are happy, what else do they need? I like beef and he only likes greens
Ding Meng looked at him for a while, went to the kitchen to find a bowl, and put the packaged skewers in it: "Then let's eat together, it's good to look at you, right?"
Qiao Yichen glanced at the bowl with contempt: "I don't eat these things."
Ding Meng picked up a quail egg and handed it to his mouth enthusiastically: "Come and try it, this shop tastes very good, I've eaten it for so many years, and I don't get tired of it, and it's hygienic!"
Qiao Yichen glanced at the quail egg in front of him, opened his mouth and bit it. Ding Meng looked at him expectantly: "How is it?"
"Well, it tastes really good."
Amway succeeded! Ding Meng has a small calculation, if she can really develop Qiao Yichen into her own chuanchuan friend, then she will not worry about not eating chuanchuan in the future!
"Hey, but, can the wound on your head eat these spicy things?"
"...It doesn't seem to be possible."
Ding Meng silently moved the bowl back to her side, she should develop others as friends.
Qiao Yichen took a sip of white water and said to her, "For the sake of your championship, I won't hold you accountable for escaping the special training today."
"Oh." As if to thank him for his great kindness. Ding Meng poked the bowl twice with chopsticks.
Looking at her appearance, Qiao Yichen unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth: "Oh, I forgot to congratulate you on winning the championship. You performed very well today."
Ding Meng was finally a little happier, she took out the trophy and handed it to Qiao Yichen: "How is it, isn't it beautiful? I still want to thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't sing "Early February" The song "Flower". Here's this trophy for you!"
Qiao Yichen was stunned for a moment, then turned his face away: "Who cares about your little broken trophy?"
Ding Meng: "..."
Don't pull it down, who cares about you.
With a snort out of her nose, she turned to put the trophy away.
Qiao Yichen calmed down by himself for a while before he said, "Although you won the first place, I hope you remember what you said today and don't be complacent. There is still a long way to go in the future."
"...I see." She rolled her eyes, and was attracted by the conspicuous gauze on his head again, "How is your injury? Does it really matter if you don't go back to the hospital?"
"fine."
Ding Meng raised her hand to look at his wound, but was afraid of seeing some bloody images, so she never dared to take off the gauze: "Is it really going to leave a scar?"
Although it is said to be on the head, covered by hair, but what if it is bald
Qiao Yichen said, "This is not a scar, this is a medal."