69novels Chapter 130
Chapter 130
The onlookers all looked at them, and some people secretly filmed this scene with their mobile phones, Bei Weiwei gritted her teeth and did not speak, but they still returned to the hotel with an umbrella.
Zhao Erxi was so surprised when she saw Bei Weiwei come back like a soup chicken, what did Ling Feng do to make Weiwei drench like this?
"It's okay!" Bei Weiwei walked into the bathroom and slammed the bathroom door shut.
Zhao Erxi shrugged his shoulders: "Does this look like it's okay?"
Taking advantage of this moment, she told Ling Feng about Bei Weiwei's situation.
Ling Feng just changed his clothes, and after reading the message sent by Zhao Erxi, he replied simply: "Got it!" Zhao Erxi
didn't have any rut at all, and he wanted to help but had no way to start, so he could only silently pray for their blessings, hoping not to make such a fuss.
Let's be together soon!
Bei Weiwei soaked in the bathtub until she couldn't breathe before she surfaced, gasping for air.
She took a shower and went to sleep, and she dreamed all night.
She dreamed that Ling Feng's cold and hard face was wet and dripping with rain
! She also dreamed of his dark and deep eyes, staring at herself affectionately!
But those dreams were not complete, they were very fragmentary, which made Bei Weiwei uneasy, and she was always in a state of half-dreaming and half-awake.
The next day was different from usual, it was not that she woke up naturally, but that Zhao Erxi woke her up.
Bei Weiwei opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, feeling a little dazed.
She got up from the bed, she didn't remember what she had dreamed about last night, she was tired and hungry, and then she remembered that she hadn't eaten dinner last night.
I just remember that I was in a messy mood, I kept thinking about things, I took a hot bath for half an hour and then went to sleep, what Zhao Erxi said to her, she didn't have any impression, and she didn't care about everything that happened around her.
"Do you have anything to eat, I'm so hungry!" Bei Weiwei was so hungry that she didn't have any strength, dizziness, and a little tinnitus, and she didn't know if she was hungry or because of something else.
Zhao Erxi took out some snacks from his bag: "Oh, here you go."
Bei Weiwei took a pack of Shaqima from a large pile of snacks, tore open the package and ate two bites, and couldn't eat the rest anymore: "I'm obviously very hungry, how can I feel that I don't have any appetite at all."
Zhao Erxi saw that Bei Weiwei's face was so red, she reached out and touched her forehead, and suddenly said: "It's so hot, you have a fever!"
Bei Weiwei touched it, it was a little feverish, but she still insisted on getting up: "I still have the medicine I bought yesterday, I should be fine if I eat a little, I am going to participate in the chivalry competition today, if I don't go, I will automatically be regarded as giving up the game."
Zhao Erxi looked at her reddened cheeks, very worried that her body would have problems: "Is it really okay for you to do this? I think it's better to forget it today, how can the game be physical."
"It's all here, it's a pity to give up like this!" Bei Weiwei still wanted to persevere, not for anything else, even if it was for the bonus.
The competition was held in a venue, a bit like the venue of the ACMICPC computer competition, with a [stage] and an audience seat, but the slightly different thing was that the judges' seats became narrator network anchors, surrounded by cameras, and in addition to professional photographers.
After the host's opening remarks, Meng Yiran walked onto the stage with her skirt and played a good song every second, which was quite surprising.
The cello goddess is very beautiful, and the music is also very beautiful, but to Weiwei, it sounds more like a lullaby, and her eyelids can't help but close!
The third stage of the competition is the knockout round, and compared with the previous two stages, this stage is even more cruel.
The opponent is also a random match, and the winning player continues to match the duel until he reaches the top 10, while the player who loses the match directly loses the qualification to compete for the championship, and continues to match to fight for a higher ranking and prize money.
To put it bluntly, you have to win all the way to the top 10 in the finals, otherwise you will directly lose the qualification for the finals if you lose any duel in the process.
After Meng Yiran's cello performance ended, under the guidance of the host, the contestants entered the game one after another to match their opponents, and began fierce and cruel battles one after another.
The competition is divided into two games, one this morning, the second one starts at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, and the finals will be contested on the third day.
Bei Weiwei was not in good spirits, and there were many mistakes in the game, but with the big Buddha of Ling Feng, the first game was thrilling and dangerous, and she won all the way.
As soon as the game ended, Bei Weiwei's tense nerves were finally relaxed, and she felt like relief, which was very uncomfortable, if it wasn't for Zhao Erxi helping her, she wouldn't know how to go back to the hotel.
As soon as she entered the room, she lay down under the covers, tired, hungry, and tired, so uncomfortable that she didn't even bother to speak.
Zhao Erxi half-squatted on the edge of the bed and touched her forehead: "It seems to be hotter than in the morning, no, you have to go to the hospital, it's better to get an injection in the buttocks!" Bei
Weiwei felt so terrible: "I don't want it, just get
some sleep!" "That's it, I'll go downstairs first and bring you some food back, and then take some medicine to sleep after eating, if it hasn't improved, go directly to the hospital." "
That'...... Okay!"
Zhao Erxi helped her tuck the quilt: "What do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you."
"Although I'm very hungry, I don't have much appetite, and I feel like I can't eat anything, whatever!"
Zhao Erxi thought for a while: "Then buy your usual favorite food." "
Don't forget to bring me a bottle of real fruit pieces.
"Got it!" As
soon as Zhao Erxi opened the door, he saw an indifferent stinky face: "What are you doing
?" "How is Bei Weiwei?" Bei Weiwei's
appearance is mostly because of Ling Feng, and Zhao Erxi didn't blame him, because she felt that Ling Feng was also pitiful: "I still have a fever, I'll go downstairs to buy her food." "
I'll go in and see her. Ling Feng's eyes were full of pleading.
Zhao Erxi hesitated, wanting not to let him in, gritting his teeth: "Forget it, you go in, the movement is smaller, she is asleep at this time, don't let her find out, I'll go downstairs to buy food." "
Good!" Ling Feng was grateful, gently pushed open the door of the hidden room, quietly walked to her side, and slowly squatted down.
Bei Weiwei had just fallen asleep for a short while, but she didn't sleep well, her eyes were closed, her brows were furrowed, and her face was a little pale.
Ling Feng sat on the carpet, very close to Bei Weiwei, so close that her burning snort hit Ling Feng's face.
Her eyelashes are very curled, delicate and good-looking, and when she is sick, she looks at it again, which is another kind of beauty.
This is the second time Ling Feng has seen Bei Weiwei at such a close distance, the last time was during military training, and it was also because of a little rain and a cold! This time is also
, the only difference: this time it is drenched from head to toe, and the soup chicken is completely sick, and it is more sick than the last time.
The snort on her face mixed with Bei Weiwei's unique body fragrance made the desire in Ling Feng's heart creep up.
A boy likes a girl so much, not to mention that Ling Feng is an adult, it is impossible not to have any other thoughts.
But when he thought that Bei Weiwei's illness was caused by himself, that desire was suddenly extinguished by guilt, he lowered his head with self-reproach and sighed softly: "I'm sorry, it's me who is not good, and I will never do this again!"