Amnesia at the beginning: After whitewashing, she exploded into the entertainment industry

Chapter 22 Shocking Me for 300 Years
Ning Qing glanced at the ball of gauze in his hand, paused, and handed over the phone.

The top of the phone just stopped at the dial position, showing the recent call records.

Zhou Yichen's eyes fell on the word "Chen Jian", and his cold expression relaxed.The hand holding the phone gradually loosened, and his fingertips pressed on the number.

Ning Qing planned to go back with great insight, she was not interested in listening to other people's phone calls.

It's just that, just as she left, there were footsteps and the sound of a phone call behind her at the same time.

"Something went wrong."

"Well, in the hospital."

"Send the file here."

"Ah."

Cherish words like gold.

Before walking to the ward, he had already hung up the phone.

Ning Qing entered the door, Zhou Yichen followed suit, and closed the door.

Ning Qing walked to the chair and sat down again, Zhou Yichen walked to the bed and handed over the phone.

Ning Qing grabbed it casually, and her fingertips touched his hand inadvertently.The warm touch hit, and Zhou Yichen's eyes sank to the place where he touched.

The process of contact was too fast, but there were waves of waves in his heart.

Ning Qing looked at the man standing in front of him and raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you sleeping?"

Zhou Yichen raised his head slowly, with a cold look on his clear face.When he met Ning Qing's eyes, the coldness inside subsided, and the indifferent tone was extremely inconspicuously engraved with tenderness.

"Sleeping." His eyes fell on her half-turned legs, and he tossed and turned on the chair again, and said in a warm voice: "It's uncomfortable here, don't sleep here anymore."

"Then where do you sleep?" Ning Qing looked around and suddenly smiled: "Could it be sleeping on the bed?"

That's him sleeping on the chair.

Letting a wounded person sleep on a chair is not something she can do.

Although she is a dog, she is not a dog enough to bully people.

For the concept of where to sleep, Ning Qing is not too picky.

Wherever you sleep, you sleep.

"Well, you go to bed."

After Zhou Yichen's words fell, someone knocked on the door.

Zhou Yichen walked over to open the door, Ning Qing looked over, and someone in the aisle was carrying a rectangular object straight in.

Within a few minutes, the folding bed had been made, and it was covered with brand new items.

Zhou Yichen said: "There are a lot of bacteria in the hospital bed, you can sleep there. Those have all been cleaned and disinfected, so sleep at ease."

Ning Qing stretched her legs, said "Oh", and threw the spies to the side, and put them on the chair.

Not being hypocritical, he stood up immediately and walked straight to the small bed next to him.

Ning took off her shoes and placed them neatly under the bed, then rolled her legs under the quilt.

Before closing her eyes, she looked at the ceiling and said, "If you have something to do, you can sleep on your own, understand?"

"Ah."

The room fell silent.

After a while, Ning Qing heard a rustling sound, a slap, and the lights dimmed.

Eyelids opened a slit, Ning Qing looked at the bulge in the quilt over there, and slowly closed her eyes.

The room was exceptionally quiet, and Zhou Yichen's mind was unusually clear.He could hear his own heartbeat, thumping, like a shattered rock, or like a falling meteorite, click, click, never stop.

Raising his hand, he stared at his hand, the fingertips curled up, and it seemed that there was her temperature on it.

He clenched his hand slowly, put it on his lips, and kissed lightly.

It is like treating the most precious treasure, pious, but afraid of being broken.

At the same time, a strange heat hit every part of the body, torturing every cell, and soon the body broke out in sweat.

He held his breath and looked carefully at the bed.In the dark space, he accurately outlined her outline, which infiltrated into his mind bit by bit, overlapping with the memory.

Ning Qing.

I finally found you.

When Ning Qing woke up, it was exactly five o'clock.

Putting on her shoes tiptoely, she glanced at the bed next door, listened carefully, and left the ward after hearing the low, inaudible breathing.

There was no shop open in the morning, so Ning Qing bought ten pieces of bread and two bottles of milk from the vending machine, put them at the nurse's desk, and then ran to the residence.

The dormitory has an independent bathroom, but the sound insulation is not very good.Ning Qing took the toiletries and washed up in the public bathroom, then put the things back, half an hour passed after a toss.

When she went to run on the playground of the gymnasium, the sky was bright.

Before running a few laps, a camera came over directly.At this point in time, there are not many people in the live broadcast room, and they are basically night owls or birds who get up early to pass the time.

Those people suddenly saw a ghost-like person jogging in the morning in the live broadcast, and their curiosity was instantly aroused.

[It's early in the morning, who is it!Are you so diligent? 】

[I'm going, ghost! 】

[Where did the werewolf come from? 】

【Wake up so early for exercise?Cowhide! 】

[Shocked me for 300 years, love love love. 】

When they saw clearly that it was Ning Qing, they were not calm anymore.

【**, take back what I just said. 】

[It's actually a ***, it's not normal! 】

【Are you a human? 】

[I'm going, obviously to steal the spotlight. 】

[It's awesome to come so early to grab the camera!He is a ruthless man! 】

[Wait for me to call my sister group to besiege ***]

[Sister Maggot, are you crazy? 】

Ning Qing naturally discovered the camera, but she didn't want to care about it.

The broker's words are a bit harsh, but the information in them should be true.She signed the so-called agreement and is also a member of Comet. If the company loses money, isn't she the one who loses money?Besides, Chen Jian treated her well, so it was only natural that he should do something in return.

Therefore, she not only wants to win the championship in one event, she wants everything!

She won't give in to adversity!

She is rather light and wants to be a sports queen!

As long as the legs don't stop, practice to death!
In that case, she should be able to have some heat!It won't be a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats, and suffers from being blackmailed by the whole network!

Not much to say is Gan!
Soon, a large group of people surged in the live broadcast room, and began to swipe the barrage.

[Wow, is it really Ms. Maggot? 】

[No way, no way?Are you so diligent? 】

[This is Sister Maggot? 】

【**?Sima! 】

[Oh my God, it's so scary, so curly!But why did I suddenly fall in love? 】

[Miss Sister is so sassy! 】

[I have to admire the camera roll to this point!Horrible showbiz! 】

[It seems to be okay to be black and black? 】

【This is a serious idol! 】

[Stop talking, I suddenly want to be a fan. 】

【Run so fast?How many laps has it been?Perpetual motion machines are not so awesome! 】

Ning Qing didn't know the situation of the barrage, and ran for four or ten minutes.

[35 laps and 40 minutes! ! ! ! 】

[36 circles ah ah ah ah! 】

[Sister Maggot is just putting on a show! 】

【So fast! ! ! 】

[Fuck shit!Awesome! 】

In addition to the bad words, the bullet screen was covered with words such as "so fast", "!", and "awesome", attracting a large number of viewers in a blink of an eye.

Ning Qing knew nothing about it.

After finishing running, Ning Qing walked to the side and lay down skillfully.

[What is this for?Wouldn't it be push-ups? 】

【push ups? ? ?Don't wear such clothes! 】

[Sister Maggot is enough, stop acting. 】

[Although, girls do push-ups?Almost done! 】

When they frantically swiped at Sister Maggot, they suddenly found *** appearing on the bullet screen...

[**Is it a forbidden word? 】

[I'll go, this backstage is awesome!What time did you wake up to control the barrage? 】

[It's not a godfather, it's a real father, right? 】

[Suddenly I don't like it anymore, vomit! 】

[I hate such resource coffee the most! 】

【***,go to hell! 】

Ning Qing started to do push-ups, each one was very standard and fast-paced, and the double-layered sportswear gradually showed the lines on the arms.

The hem of the dress was looser, and as she gradually swayed, the T-shirt ripped open, exposing the muscles on her stomach.

Ning Qing was counting the number seriously, not paying attention to her image problem.

The photographer happened to see this scene, took a deep breath, slowly lowered the camera, and sat down directly.

Ning Qing didn't care about what the photographer was doing, so she pursed her lips tightly.

In the live broadcast screen, there are pieces of strong and powerful muscles, eight pieces, no more, no less, each piece has edges and corners, with clear texture.

In less than a minute, tens of thousands of people watched the live broadcast.

(End of this chapter)