MTL - He is From Great Sea of Stars-Chapter 105 Are you in love, Sweetheart?

After Ji Ying finished the phone call, the boy's song on the TV screen just finished.

The host begins to walk the program flow.

Singing programs, no matter what form they take, are essentially changing the soup instead of the medicine.

The judges evaluate, the audience votes, and then the judges vote.

In the end, the person to be eliminated is decided.

The episode that Ji Ying watched happened to be the replay last night, and it should be the end of the game, five out of seven.

At first, the judges commented that she was bored. She didn't have the patience to wait for the host to talk, so she simply turned to Weibo to check the final result.

Um.

The search interface is just too annoying.

Ji Ying has never understood why the content on the hot search list is still displayed below the Weibo search.

She kept seeing her name.

Ji Ying broke up

Ji Ying is three

......

Ha ha.

Being a junior is a very bad character thing. But being three, in fact, is not such a happy thing.

She looked up and typed in the words "Huo Xingchao" in the search box.

As soon as you lose it, the homepage jumps out full of high-definition pictures.

Various faces.

clavicle. Adam's apple. Abs. finger. leg.

Not only high-definition, but also screenshots of these organs are taken out, and then the filter color is advanced.

Among them is a moving picture of a teenager holding a microphone on the stage.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes half covered his gray-blue eyes, and there was sweat on his forehead, dripping down his neck.

Then he suddenly looked at the camera, his expression was light, and his Adam's apple slipped slightly.

The sweat just fell into the oversized T-shirt.

...? ?

Are today's children so lustful at such a young age?

Ji Ying raised her eyebrows and read the comments below.

"Ahhhh, Huo Xingchao, please be right! Face! u! p! Me!"

"Handsome can't close his legs! [I'm dying] [I'm dying] [I'm already dead]"

"Ah, little brother, you are playing with fire, I want to spin and jump!"

"I can't believe I'm a fan, how did I do it [helpless]"

"Ouch this guy is **** seducing me to commit a crime!"

"Ah!! Little brother, my life is given to you!!"

......

Did you know that browsing Weibo is actually addicting.

Especially when you suddenly get empty and lie down on the sofa to rest, you will keep clicking down and down following various comments, videos, and links.

Point down without end.

- Even Ji Ying is not exempt.

She did nothing all afternoon, just lay on the sofa and watched a singing show, and then browsed Weibo all afternoon.

Various live videos, fans gossip, and all kinds of messy CP-oriented videos.

When she finally came to her senses and felt a little hungry, she suddenly realized that it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

...... Junk Weibo, ruining my youth.

Ji Ying sat up and sent a WeChat message to the agent,

"Sister Yun, this person, I think if you want to sign, you must sign."

Attached is the animated picture of the young boy.

After about ten minutes, when Ji Ying had mixed the salad and served it, the agent finally replied.

"Ha ha."

"youcanyouup"

"nocanno"

"BB"

Ji Ying poked a small tomato and typed back a few words slowly,

"Then look at it."

"??"

"Ji Ying, let me tell you, you'd better stay at home these few days and don't cause trouble for me. It's a critical period, and you haven't retired from the hot search on Weibo."

"Ji Ying?"

"Ji Sakura!!!!"

......

Ji Ying had turned off her phone, put the salad aside, and planned to change her clothes and go to the gym.

She just moved, and the fitness equipment has not been moved in yet, but because she was busy filming some time ago, she has not exercised for more than a month, so long that she feels that her vest line is about to disappear.

I happened to be free today, and I stayed at home and had nothing to do, so I planned to go to the gym to work out.

She pulled over her messed up suitcase and turned it over.

I picked out a **** black sports bra, put on an embroidered baseball uniform at random, and finally put on a lipstick, before going out with my bag and car keys.

She went to the gym in the high-end clubhouse. It is reasonable to say that privacy is guaranteed, but in this world, everything is uncertain.

In case any Reuters photo is taken, the official account will operate again and become—

"Surprise! Ji Ying appeared in the gym haggard after breaking up." - This kind of news, and then the last round of hot searches, it would ruin her character and reputation.

She sighed.

Well, in fact, she has been quite haggard recently.

But love is dead, even cutting your wrists is useless, so you can't even kill your career.

......

- Huo Xingchao is also working out in the gym tonight.

This is a gym in a high-end clubhouse. It is well-equipped and there are not too many people. At least there will be no treadmill or any equipment that is not enough and then waits bored.

Huo Xingchao, wearing a black cap, walked on the treadmill at a speed of four kilometers per hour.

Why did he wear a peaked cap, because he suddenly discovered that the lady riding the spinning bike behind him was a fan who came to the show to cheer him on.

For some low-key reason, he doesn't want to be recognized just yet.

As for why he was walking on the treadmill.

It was because he suddenly found out that the lady on the left who was running three treadmills away from him was the goddess Ji Ying, whom he had been following for several years.

He was afraid that he would be in a trance, and he would easily fall off the treadmill if he went too fast.

And then lose face in front of fans and goddesses at the same time.

So he lowered his cap and walked slowly on the treadmill, his eyes falling on the woman in the mirror opposite him intentionally or unintentionally.

The woman wore a sports bra on her upper body, a black suspender type, with the straps crisscrossed in an X shape behind her back, and there was a faint groove in the front.

Her hair was **** high and brushed down her back as she ran, staying on the butterfly bone for the longest time.

She is in good shape.

Is the kind of very healthy and **** good.

The skin is a little lighter than the wheat color, the chest is large, the waist is thin, the vest line is clear, the collarbone and shoulders and back are super beautiful. The tight sports pants outline the slender legs and the upturned buttocks, and the whole person's curve does not look exaggerated or shriveled.

- The **** that makes people bloody.

Huo Xingchao had also watched a few Victoria's Secret shows, but even if a supermodel stood in front of him in black lace underwear, Ji Ying's casual sportswear did not make his blood boil.

He coughed lightly, lowered his head, looked away, and continued to walk slowly.

For his own physical and mental health and public image consideration, he decided to look at her every two minutes, then look at her for 30 seconds before withdrawing his eyes to calm himself.

......

But he hadn't saved enough for the first two minutes, when an abrupt laughing voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Yo, this girl is in good shape."

Then he laughed, with undisguised flirt and drunkenness in his tone, "He looks like a little star."

Huo Xingchao turned his head.

-really.

Ji Ying had already stopped the treadmill, stood on the treadmill, frowned at the man in front of her, her tone was cold,

"Sir, take care of yourself."

The man who was teasing looked very disapproving, and even wanted to reach out to touch her, with extremely negative and disgusting emotions in his eyes, and even the words he said were not so healthy,

"What about self-respect, I just want to chat with you. Don't you just want to chat with a man like me when you dress like this?"

He was probably really drunk.

He speaks and does things without concealment, giggling, and even many people around who were originally taking care of their own fitness were attracted by his voice, and cast a curious glance here.

Then they all frowned in disgust.

After all, this is a high-end club.

Most of the people who go to and from the gym have a little social status. They think it is very low behavior to molest girls so brazenly in public, and they don't really look down on them.

Even at the beginning, some people wanted to come and stop it.

But after seeing the man's face, he covered his lips and coughed, and silently retreated back.

Huo Xingchao also knew this man.

He is the boss of a well-known media company in the industry. He is very aggressive and holds grudges. It is said that black and white have some relationship, so he is not easy to mess with.

The man's hand had already touched the woman's shoulder, rubbed the shoulder strap of her sports bra in a pointed way, and then showed a smile that he thought was provocative,

"There are too many people here, beauty, would you like to go to a quiet place with me and have a good chat?"

- It's really disgusting.

Ji Ying frowned and shook off his hand, the emotion in her eyes was already very cold.

"I said the last time, please stay away, you are like this, I called the security."

She looked at it, and the people in the management area didn't know where to go.

The whole gym was watching the show with their eyes, nose, nose and heart.

"Yo, the girl is quite stubborn. Tsk tsk tsk, you look a lot like that Ji Ying, but there are so many female stars in the entertainment industry who have high self-esteem, what kind of jade girls and little fairies? Let anyone play, that Ji Ying is not also... Hehehe..."

There was an unspeakable malice in his smile,

"Stars, letting go of the old society is just an actor. What kind of pretence is that?"

After he said each sentence, Ji Ying's face has become very cold.

She took out her phone, unlocked it, and wanted to make a call—but the phone was directly seized by the other party, and she was drunk and wanted to grab her shoulder with the other hand.

"Girl, let me tell you, it's your honor to see you, do you know who I am, Huang Huang, have you heard of me? My. Follow me, promise you what you want... …”

Ji Ying was stunned for a while, her expression a little stunned.

"Why, I've come back to my senses now? Hahahaha...Oh, fuck, which grandson is messing with Laozi, don't die!"

The man cried out in pain, and then instantly became furious.

The fingers of his left hand were pinched, from the index finger to the little finger, and he was forced to break it back.

He turned around and cursed,

"Fuck you, who are you?!"

......

The so-called high-class people are just like that.

In front of the public, he is elegant, and he is both donating and publicizing public welfare, and he is extremely positive.

In private, he is drunk, full of foul language, and frivolous, which is worse than the average hooligan.

Huo Xingchao squeezed his fingers and smiled, his eyes were very clear.

"This uncle, this is my sister. If you make trouble again, I will sue you for sexual harassment."

"Ah."

He sneered,

"You sue, if you have the ability, you can sue, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

"I know you're not afraid."

The boy curled his eyebrows, his smile was very clean, and his tone was slow, "So I decided to beat you up first and then call the people's police."

"Anyway, the surveillance video is recorded, so my sister and I can be regarded as self-defense."

The drunk man glanced at him and opened the corners of his mouth, as if he had heard a joke.

"Your sister? I've never heard that Ji Ying has a half-blooded brother. Why, her mother has a new love later?"

Now it's so sure that it's Ji Ying again.

.......really.

It is estimated that he knew from the beginning that it was Ji Ying who came here to find something.

Huo Xingchao held his hand, his gray-blue eyes were clear, his expression innocent,

"I'm sorry, uncle, you are afraid that you have mistaken someone. This is really my sister. She just came back from Ethiopia a few days ago. Her name is Swite, not Ji Ying."

He tilted his head, his hands were straining quietly, but his voice was very well-behaved,

"Sister, this uncle looks like he's drunk and recognizes you as Ji Ying."

The man felt that his fingers were about to be snapped, his forehead was sweating, and he threatened him with gritted teeth.

"Little grandson, believe it or not, I will kill you one day sooner or later, you'd better be a bit more acquainted, oh, fuck, are you crazy..."

The boy let go of his hand and sighed,

"Dude, you'd better go to the hospital first. If you hurt your muscles and bones, it will be bad if you delay the treatment."

He thought for a while, then took out a business card from his trouser pocket and stuffed it into his chest.

"This is my business card, don't worry, although you were provocative first, your behavior was a little too much, a little rascal, and a little tasteless, it was a criminal act. The slightest mistake. However, I will not default on the medical bills that should be paid."

"This is my business card. Call me after the treatment and I will reimburse you."

......

The man cursed and stared at him fiercely, but his fingers were really hurting badly. He was afraid that it would delay the healing time as he said, so he could only endure the pain, sweating while quenching,

"Damn, wait for Lao Tzu, you won't be surnamed Wang unless I **** kill you!"

He turned around, kicked the treadmill beside him, and left angrily.

"and many more."

The young man suddenly pulled him back, smiled, and pointed to the woman beside him,

"You see clearly, this is my sister Swette, not Ji Ying."

"My sister is a relatively low-key person and doesn't like to be in the limelight. She came to the gym today and didn't bring her business card, but you can give him my business card, and the other party should know who my sister is at a glance."

......he?

Who is he?

The man's expression finally couldn't help changing, and he glanced at the boy cautiously.

The boy still had curved lips, clear eyes and a clean smile.

Filled with misgivings, he left uneasy.

As he walked out of the gym, he called the driver with his uninjured hand and angrily told him to rush over to take him to the hospital.

After hanging up the phone, I thought of something, and took out that kind of business card from my chest pocket:

Hohart.

Tel: 10086

There was also an emoji bag on the side that said "I don't die for a day, you are the prince after all".

....what a mess.

He kicked the wall and wanted to smash the business card in his hand. He stretched out his hand halfway, and when he thought of something, he could only stuff it into his trouser pocket cursingly.

Prince, your sister, Prince.

One Sweet, one Hart.

You **** protect the sweetheart family!

......

As for the gym, Ji Ying experienced an extremely dramatic heroic rescue of beauty throughout the whole process, but in fact, she still didn't react.

After the man left, she looked at the young man's clean and vigorous eyes, and couldn't help but curled her lips and smiled.

"Thank you again."

The boy touched the back of his head.

A soft "ah" sounded.

She was too close to him.

Just now, I was focused on fighting criminal suspects, so I didn't realize that, as soon as she left, Huo Xingchao instantly felt as if he could smell the faint scent of her body.

Ji Ying's appearance is actually bright and bright, with a big wave tied high, her lipstick is also mature, red and dark, and every frown and smile is full of sultry charm.

But the smell on her body is a very light milk fragrance.

It's weird that instead of being out of place, it feels more...sexy.

- The **** that makes people bloody.

......

In fact, Huo Xingchao came to the gym tonight with a plan.

This plan, of course, is not fitness, but a hero to save beauty.

According to the development of the plot, this evening, Ji Ying will encounter sexual harassment by a drunk man in the gym, and then be filmed and posted on the Internet.

Don't worry about why there is a drunk guy in the gym, and don't ask why someone is so bored to shoot a video and post it online.

Anyway, that's how the plot was designed.

And because of the angle, the video has no sound, and the picture looks like she is flirting with a middle-aged man.

As soon as the video was posted on the Internet, it was a shock again, and the order of hot searches was adjusted in half an hour:

Ji Ying Gym

Ji Ying is three

Big Brother Ji Ying

......

Even if the studio immediately stood up to refute the rumor the next day, the incident happened suddenly and the surveillance video disappeared for no apparent reason. There was no strong evidence to prove it, so the onlookers were still dubious.

What's even sadder is that as soon as Ji Ying Studio refuted the rumor, Huanyi officially responded to the scandal between the company's president Mr. Zhou and actor Ji Ying:

It is said that the two sides are just ordinary friends, and there is no emotional dispute. Mr. Zhou has already had a stable girlfriend. I hope that the public will not be cranky.

This is just great.

Being turned into a suspected junior by San suddenly, and still entangled with ugly men in public - Ji Ying has been out for nearly ten years, and has always paid attention to maintaining her public image. This is the first time in history that her reputation has dropped to such a low level.

Zhou Lunan made a statement on this matter, Huo Xingchao couldn't stop it. But sexual harassment can still be saved.

- Now it seems that he has been very successful in saving.

Not only did he save Mei, but he also successfully pulled the distance between him and Mei.

Ji Ying took the mobile phone he took back from the man, opened WeChat, bent her lips, and raised her tone slightly,

"Your name is Huo Xingchao. I've watched your games and you sang very well. I'm going to become your fan."

"...Thank you, Sister Ji Ying."

She shook the phone in her hand and asked with a smile,

"Add WeChat?"

......

The teenager nodded calmly, calmly took out his mobile phone, and calmly opened the QR code for her to scan.

"Beep" sound.

Ji Ying looked at the add friend page on her phone, clicked on the application, and then moved her eyes to the nickname above, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows,

"Hart?"

She thought of the Ethiopian name made up by the teenager just now, and repeated,

"Sweet."

"...Hart."

The woman raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile, her tone with a special charm,

"Sweetheart?"

........

At that moment, Huo Xingchao flashed countless appropriate answers in his mind.

But I don't know why, despite my thoughts, my mouth was very smooth at the end, and I subconsciously returned a word,

"Hey."