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Chapter 2

Ke Jiao was still dizzy with anger when she walked out of Xie Xiuyi's house.

She really discovered that Xie Xiuyi is not only aloof, but also has the unique skill of commanding people, and he doesn't even have the most basic biological knowledge.

It's December in the cold winter, and he actually asked her to buy these two kinds of fresh fruits that are only available in summer. Does he really think she is Doraemon?

Raising her hand to press the elevator button, she wrapped the scarf tightly around her head with black threads, and couldn't help but recall the nightmare night three days ago.

That night, she happened to be writing the outline of a new article in front of the computer when the doorbell rang suddenly. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zeng Qian breaking into her house like a bandit, followed by someone she had never seen before. Xie Xiuyi.

"Let me introduce," Zeng Qian stood calmly in the living room of her home, pointing to Xie Xiuyi who was dressed in black, "This is the newly signed male singer of our company, Xie Xiuyi."

Ke Jiao stood there in a daze, and looked at the strange man in front of him blankly, "...Hello."

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even look at her directly, and looked aside with no expression on his face.

"Come on, sit down first." Zeng Qian smiled like a wolf with a big tail and pulled out the chair, let Xie Xiuyi sit down, then grabbed Ke Jiao's arm and walked to the kitchen, "Spinach, come with me."

"What's going on?" After closing the kitchen door, Ke Jiao finally couldn't help but ask, "Why did you bring your artist to my house?"

"Don't mention it, it's really hard to say."

Zeng Qian rolled her big eyes twice, then lowered her voice, "The person you saw just now is extremely handsome and talented. I can swear that this is the only plastic talent I have ever seen since I became a manager."

"And then?" Ke Jiao rubbed her temples, "Let's talk about the key points."

"Then... this gentleman is good at everything, but his personality is quite withdrawn and strange." Zeng Qian's voice sounded full of emotion, "He was recommended to our company at that time, although it was not out of his own will, he still came for an interview , who knows that a song will be signed by the boss on the spot, logically speaking, anyone will seize this opportunity and become a hit as soon as possible."

"But who knows, since he signed the contract, he has disappeared. For a whole month, he didn't reply to text messages or answer calls. I couldn't bear it anymore and went to his house to block people. Open the door and let me in."

Speaking of this, Zeng Qian seemed to recall something extremely terrifying, "Can you believe it? Such a good-looking man didn't even take a step out of the house for a whole month, eating instant noodles every day from morning till night, We don’t communicate with anyone, and we are still worried about whether he is dead..."

"... Strange." Ke Jiao directly gave his first subjective opinion.

"Yes, really, that's the only word to describe it."

"So, you just want me to see something strange?"

"No." Zeng Qian paused, as if thinking about how to word it, "That...spinach."

Based on years of experience with her, Ke Jiao immediately had a bad feeling in her heart.

"I treat you very well, right? We are the best girlfriends in our life, right?" Zeng Qian suddenly clasped her shoulders tightly with both hands, with an exaggerated expression, "Our friendship is as unbreakable as a diamond, right? Love after death, right? "

Ke Jiao felt chills all over when she heard her Peking opera accent, "...what do you want me to do for you, other than prostitution."

"How could that be? Do I look like that kind of person?"

Zeng Qian pretended to be righteous and refuted a few sentences before getting to the point, "Well, what, I just want to invite you to go to that wonderful house outside the door to cook three meals a day for him starting tomorrow..."

Ke Jiao thought over her words twice in her head, then shook off her hand, "Zeng Qian, are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy! Listen to me first!"

Zeng Qian shouted anxiously, "He signed a military order with our boss this morning. He forbids us to dictate his life style, but at the same time, as a condition, he will write ten songs within a month."

"Then what does this have to do with asking me to cook at his house?"

"You know, our boss is already planning his first solo album for him. We are worried that he will starve himself to death and be sent to the hospital before he writes a song. Then our huge sum of money will be in vain. Is it gone?"

Ke Jiao raised her eyebrows, "Then why don't you help him hire a professional hourly aunt or chef to cook?"

"Because he said that the hourly aunt's cooking skills are too bad, he has already fired more than a dozen."

"...Is my cooking so good?"

"At least among all the people around me, there is no one who can cook as well as you. Besides, you are a full-time writer with plenty of time and flexibility. Anyway, you have to eat by yourself, just do it for one more person. , By the way, do you have any ingredients at home now? Why don't you cook something casually and see if it suits Young Master Xie's appetite?"

Ke Jiao bit her lip silently, looking at Zeng Qian fixedly.

"Spinach, I know this is absurd, but I really ask you to do me this favor. I don't want to watch a prodigy become mediocre because of his flawed character." Zeng Qian confronted her unrelentingly. TV, "Don't you also like a good voice that makes people's heart beat?"

Ke Jiao sighed, but he could understand Zeng Qian's mood in his heart. No matter what kind of industry he was in, no one was willing to let go of an epoch-making figure who might change that industry.

What's more, Zeng Qian resolutely gave up the invitation for a master's degree in biology from the best university in the United States with the opposition of everyone around her because of her love of music and such a dream, and went to the sea to work as an agent to find hidden stars of tomorrow of.

In this era, there is indeed an urgent need for out-of-fit talents.

"it is good."

After thinking for a long time, Ke Jiao gritted her teeth and nodded.

After all, she couldn't bear to refuse such a sincere request from her best friend, and she had to admit that in her heart, she was indeed a little interested in this genius.

Maybe, after getting along with him, he can inspire her to create the hero of the next book?Who made her a full-time writer whose life was inspired?

Anyway, for her, an otaku, it's just an extra meal friend, just...experience life and accumulate materials.

"Spinach, I love you!" Hearing her affirmative answer, Zeng Qian hugged her excitedly, "I really love you so much! You are the savior! The pride of the world!"

Ke Jiao listened to her incoherent speech for another quarter of an hour, and finally interrupted helplessly, "I have one last question."

"you say!"

"How long will this role of royal cook last?"

"I can't give you a guarantee. If he really recognizes your cooking skills, you won't be able to leave in a short time."

"...Are you sure you won't develop to the point where you want to sell yourself into slavery?" Ke Jiao stroked her forehead.

"I use my boyfriend's fertility to assure you," Zeng Qian replied very quickly, "I think he is not only interested in women, but he is not interested in any living creatures."

Although this answer was a bit weird, it was a desperate answer anyway. Ke Jiao was not a person who liked to chatter, so she said "um" and went to get the ingredients from the refrigerator.

When she came out with a pot of fried vegetables and a bowl of black pepper ribs, the legendary wizard seemed to have fallen asleep leaning on the chair.

"Come on, try my girlfriend's handicraft." Zeng Qian walked over carelessly and slapped him awake.

"The taste may not be very good, let's make do with it." Ke Jiao handed him the chopsticks.

Xie Xiuyi seemed to be still very sleepy, he didn't speak, but just reached out to pick up the chopsticks.

With the help of his raising his head, Ke Jiao could now see his face clearly, um... he really looks pretty good.

Handsome eyebrows, handsome nose, fair skin but not feminine, especially the eyes, black and bright, very beautiful.

"Ahem," she was squeezed by the teasing Zeng Qian with her arms in a daze.

"good."

Just as Ke Jiao was about to raise her hand to pinch her, she heard a cold male voice resounding across the room.

"Really?!" Zeng Qian reacted very quickly, looked at Xie Xiuyi with joy, and asked excitedly, "Do you like spinach dishes?"

Xie Xiuyi continued to eat expressionlessly, and after a while, he responded, "The meat is well done."

"Great!" Zeng Qian was so happy that she repeatedly patted Ke Jiao on the shoulder, "Spinach, you are amazing, congratulations on passing the devil's test!"

Ke Jiao stroked her forehead with black lines all over her head.

"Here, the address of Mr. Xie's house is Room 1288, No. 1201, Changle Road, and his mobile phone number is 139xxxxxxxx. I'm going on a date with my boyfriend first. You should get along well with him." Before she could think about it, Zeng Qian had already stuffed her He took a note into her hand and ran out the door in a hurry.

Leaving Ke Jiao sitting awkwardly opposite Xie Xiuyi, he could only watch silently as he wiped out all the food, leaving an empty bowl.

Shouldn't she... first introduce herself?

"My name is Ke Jiao, and I'm a full-time writer." With a light cough, she tried to speak as nicely as possible, "When is it more convenient for you to come over to cook in the morning and evening?"

He was silent for a few seconds, "Anything you want."

"My schedule is relatively healthy," she looked at him. "My three meals are at 8:12 am, 6:[-] noon, and [-]:[-] pm."

He let out a "huh" from his nasal cavity.

She looked at him quietly and thought for a while, "I know you don't like people walking around in your house, and I don't like going to a stranger's house to cook, but don't worry, I will never interfere Your personal privacy, my world is also very simple, it will not cause you any trouble, I will come to your house according to these three time points."

Seeing that he didn't speak or refute, she nodded, "That's it."

Just as he was about to get up to clean up the dishes, Xie Xiuyi suddenly and slowly took something out of his pocket and put it on the table.

Ke Jiao looked down and found that it was a key.

He actually gave her the spare key of his house...

Xie Xiuyi quickly got up from the chair and walked towards the entrance.

She picked up the silver key, poked her head out and glanced at Xie Xiuyi who was wearing shoes in the entrance, and suddenly raised her eyebrows and said, "Will you die if you say one more word?"

After a few seconds, only six words floated slowly from outside the door,

"Make braised pork tomorrow."

Ke Jiao stared at his tall and thin back in a daze for a while, then raised her hand to rub her throbbing temples.

She was really afraid that she would do something to him in the future...

When she woke up the next morning, Ke Jiao always felt the smell of braised pork in her dreams.

She was really pushed into a huge pit by Zeng Qian. On a sunny morning, she actually had to rush all the way to get Xie Xiuyi fresh out-of-season fruits grown from the greenhouse.

After finally getting the two fruits he named, and walking on the road carrying a heavy watermelon, she could only repeat in her heart to herself, be more lenient with the brats, amen, amen.

Opening the door with the spare key, she found no one in the living room, so she stood in the hallway and cleared her throat, "Xie Xiuyi?"

After waiting for a long time, the room was still silent when she answered her.

It's strange, usually at this point he is basically awake and playing games, she guessed in her heart that he might have stayed up late last night and is now sleeping in the bedroom.

Thinking of this, she planned to wait for him to wake up in the living room before making him breakfast, took out the Mini Iapd with keyboard and put it on the table. finish writing.

On Weibo, Djay's "Yan Qingdu" just posted last night has reached [-] reposts, and it was directly pushed to the first gold list on the homepage of K station, and the title was also marked "Best ancient style song of the year" , Look again, it's still the second most popular Weibo post.

As an outlier in the circle, he is also the only one who has millions of fans without applying for V certification.

did you see?This...is her natal astonishing popularity and strength T^T, who will compete with her?
After listening to "Yan Qingdu" twice, she logged into QQ, saw a small profile picture flashing, clicked on the dialog box, and found that it was Yiyi, one of the managers of her reader management group.

Yiyi: Spinach, all the preparatory work for the radio drama "Back to the Past" has been completed, and the next step is to consider the CV stage. The director, screenwriter, I, and I would like to ask who do you prefer to voice the male and female protagonists?
Spinach: The hero Djay, the heroine hasn't decided yet.

Yiyi: Go dreaming, young master, he hasn't received a new job for a year, haven't you seen the cold line "lazy late stage cancer, don't take anything" on his Weibo profile?

Spinach: %>_<% But if you ask me who I like to dub, you know I'm just born to be like this...

"Back to the Past" is her recently published work. It mainly tells the story of a couple who are the kings and queens of the entertainment industry and who have been separated for many years due to many reasons. After going through ups and downs, they finally get married.

In fact, when writing that work, she was subconsciously putting some of Djay's character traits on the male protagonist. Although she didn't know him at all, she just had a love for his voice and tweeted with him. With the rare words in the world, I worked hard to create such a character image.

However, the readers are all sharp-eyed. When it was serialized, many people mentioned that the hero and Djay are very similar.

Yiyi: Listen to me, I'll help you hire any master in the online matching circle to match, but Djay, don't even think about it.

Spinach: ...why?
Yiyi: First, does he have time?You can see that he only goes to Weibo once in a few months, and he never reads private messages and comments. According to the planner who has worked with him, he never responds to his QQ messages, except for showing his face during the conversation. Furthermore, how many dramas has he only acted in in three years?I can count on one hand.Moreover, no one can figure out his temperament and hobbies. Even celebrities in the commercial and supporting circle invite him to act in TV dramas.To sum up, the possibility that he will agree to act in "Back to the Past" is zero TAT
Spinach: But I only want him to be the supporting role. He is the only candidate in my heart. It is impossible for anyone to be more suitable for my male lead than him.

Yiyi: ...Okay, I don't want to talk nonsense with the idiot fans, you go to retreat and write an article for me, this matter will be discussed another day.

Spinach: don't mind...

After being told that it was impossible to invite Ben Ming to dub, and being so disliked by her own management, Ke Jiao could only open iTunes, and click on the song "Feng Xian Yin" in the first column of the song list with nearly [-] plays. .

Needless to say, the song comes naturally from Djay.

Three years ago, like thousands of fans, she fell into Djay's voice overnight because of this ancient radio drama and the radio drama ED of the same name, which was composed and sung by Djay himself, and she couldn't extricate herself from it.

That is to say, this drama completely promoted him to the unique supremacy in the online supporting circle and even the ancient style circle, which no one can shake. He has dabbled in Japanese translation and English translation, and let everyone know that there is no field that Djay is not good at.

Clear, lazy, charming, that kind of voice can be called truly beautiful.

But unfortunately, from now on, apart from taking over a few extremely well-produced and beautiful radio dramas and releasing a few singles, he spends the rest of his time in ambush.

Taciturn, not sociable, with a cold and indifferent attitude, he always stays outside the circle, does not explode photos, does not extend three-dimensional activities, and does not bother to maintain the fan group... His personality is definitely not good, and he is really different from other great gods far.

But just like that, it made people want to get closer to him even more crazily.

After another two rounds of "Feng Xian Yin", Ke Jiao felt a little thirsty, so she got up, picked up the bag and went to the kitchen to wash the fruit.

After washing two lychees, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, she turned her head abruptly and saw a magnified man's face.

"Hey..." She took a step back suddenly, almost having a heart attack from his fright, "Why are you walking without making a sound?"

Xie Xiuyi saw that she was so frightened that even her face turned pale, but she leaned back without apology, her face remained expressionless.

"Breakfast today is wonton, you go wash up first." She waved her hand, signaling the Buddha to leave quickly.

He looked at her indifferently for a few seconds, then looked away quickly, and only dropped four words, "Cut the watermelon first."

Before she could react, he had already left the kitchen.

To be honest, every day when she faces such a handsome man, she always thinks about how not to scratch his face...

After cutting the watermelon and washing the lychee, she took the plate and walked to the coffee table to put it down, but did not move.

Xie Xiuyi was maintaining his usual posture to play the game. Seeing her blocking his view, he frowned, pressed the pause button, and looked up at her.

"I just have a little doubt," she picked up a lychee, peeled it off and put it in her mouth, "As long as I see your time, you are either sleeping or playing games, like this until the end of the month, Can you really write ten songs?"

He put down the handle, picked up a slice of watermelon, and continued to silence her.

"Forget it, anyway, I'm not the one who will be torn to pieces by Zeng Qian and your boss." Seeing that he looked like she was nosy, she waved her hand and went back to the kitchen to make breakfast for him.

When Ke Jiao came out of the kitchen with wontons, he found that the game console in the living room was turned on, and the sound of gunshots was constantly coming from the TV, but there was no one on the sofa.

Huh?He went out?

Putting down the bowl, Ke Jiao walked to the sofa, wanted to turn off the overheated game console with the remote control, bent down, but took a step back in shock.

Xie Xiuyi was lying on the floor between the sofa and the coffee table, looking like he was asleep...

"Hey," after thinking for two seconds, she knelt down and pushed his shoulder with her hand, "It's so cold today, don't sleep here, go back to the bedroom."

How does this person usually live?This living habit is too scary...

After pushing twice, he didn't respond at all. She felt strange, and subconsciously took a closer look at his face, only to find that his face was covered in sweat, his face was pale, and his lips were a little blue.

"Hey! What's the matter with you?" She felt that he seemed to be curled up, as if he was enduring some pain, "What's wrong with you? Hey, talk? Xie Xiuyi?"

After a while, the pale Xie Xiuyi barely raised his head to look at her, then curled up again, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Stomach pain..."

"If you have a stomachache, go to the hospital," she frowned.

"... There are stomach medicines at home."

"Looking at your situation, even taking stomach medicine is useless. Get up, and I'll take you to the hospital." Without thinking too much, she stood up and went to the hanger to get her coat.

Putting on her clothes and tying her scarf, she walked back to him, "Are you going or not? The more you drag, the more it hurts."

"Clothes." After a while, his voice came from below her.

She endured, went to the hanger and took a coat and scarf from him at random, and handed it to him.

"Taxi." He took the clothes, barely propped up his body, and slowly began to put on his coat with a blank face, "In my situation, do you let me take it?"

Ke Jiao took out his mobile phone with venomous veins, opened the Kuaidi taxi app, wishing he could punch his handsome face directly.

You bastard, pull again!It hurts so bad you deserve it!
Fortunately, his home has a good location, located in the city center, with convenient transportation and a lot of traffic. After finally tossing and getting into a taxi, Ke Jiao asked the driver to drive to a nearby third-level hospital.

Xie Xiuyi has been leaning on the seat with his eyes closed and his head tilted since he got in the car, Ke Jiao took a closer look at his handsome face which was still sweating, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt? "

He didn't speak, and opened his eyes after a while, looking at her coldly with a pair of dark eyes.

Ke Jiao was horrified by him, but found that his skin seemed to be abnormally red at the moment, so she lightly touched his forehead, "I said, do you have a fever?"

He watched her hand fall on his forehead, squinted his eyes, but did not dodge.

"Sure enough, it's very hot, at least 38 degrees." She withdrew her hand, thinking that no matter what, she shouldn't bother with a patient, so she patiently said to him, "I think you must have acute appendicitis. You'd better be mentally prepared for the water hanging in the courtyard."

Xie Xiuyi glanced at her quietly, coughed a few times, closed his eyes again, and let out an "um".

After rushing to the hospital to register and pay the money, Ke Jiao took the medical record card and walked to the side of Xie Xiuyi who was leaning on the chair without opening his mouth or raising his hand, and deliberately laughed at him, "Jingui's Eldest young master, have you taken your temperature? How many degrees?"

He straightened up slowly, his face still grim, "It's okay."

"How long is it okay?" She looked at him unwilling to show weakness, "Even if you don't want to tell me now, you have to tell the doctor later."

He frowned, and after a long time, he finally said, "38.9."

Ke Jiao raised her hand and pressed the elevator, sighed helplessly, "It's a miracle you haven't burned to death."

When they arrived at the Department of Gastroenterology on the second floor, they waited outside the department for about half an hour before they were queuing up. The two walked into the department together. Xie Xiuyi sat down on the chair next to the doctor, and Ke Jiao stood beside him.

For a moment, Ke Jiao even felt as if she was taking her little nephew out to see a pediatric emergency...

No, this must be an illusion, her little nephew's personality is not as bad as this giant baby with facial paralysis...

"What's wrong?" The doctor took the medical record card in her hand and looked up at Xie Xiuyi.

"Stomach pain."

"When did it start hurting?"

"An hour ago."

"What food did you eat before your stomach ache?"

"Watermelon and lychees."

The doctor frowned when he heard this, "It's all out-of-season fruits, how can we eat a lot of these in winter."

Ke Jiao felt the doctor's disapproving tone from the side, and nodded silently in her heart empathetically.

That's right, he is in so much pain that he wants to die and live, it's all self-inflicted, okay?
"Then what else did you eat before or after eating fruit?"

Xie Xiuyi paused for a while, "I had instant noodles this morning."

When Ke Jiao heard this, he immediately remembered the great achievements of eating instant noodles for two weeks, and couldn't help squinting at him, "Why are you eating instant noodles again?"

A certain person remained expressionless and continued to play dead.

"...That is to say," the doctor suddenly understood, put down his pen, folded his arms and said with a half-smile, "You ate instant noodles this morning, and half a day later, you ate two kinds of off-season fruits on an empty stomach."

Ke Jiao looked at the doctor's face, thinking that the next sentence the doctor was going to criticize this kid's eating habits was extremely chaotic, but the doctor suddenly turned his gaze to her, "I said, little girl, how did you become a girlfriend? A boy is careless and has no common sense, and you let him do such nonsense?"

(End of this chapter)