“Boss, how much does roasted sweet potato cost?”
"A dollar."
It had been three days since Jian Shiyu traveled through time. She was penniless and hungry. The girl looked at the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes at the roadside stall, and her stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
She touched her empty pocket and stepped forward.
"Boss, let's talk about it." Jian Shiyu pointed to the oven, "Can you give me one?"
The biggest sweet potato.
The boss raised his head and glanced at her, obviously sizing her up. His eyes seemed to say, "Am I stupid or are you stupid?"
Jian Shiyu screamed in her heart, she didn't even have a penny now, let alone a dollar.
How could she forget that this world is not the world she knows? She does not have Alipay, WeChat, or even a bank card...
"You really can't give it to me..." Jian Shiyu almost cried. She had been hungry for three days, and her body was small and weak. She felt like she couldn't hold it anymore.
The boss was silent for a while and then suddenly said: "Seeing that you are also a hard-working person, I will give you one."
As he spoke, he picked up a sweet potato, wrapped it in paper, and handed it to Jian Shiyu.
The girl's fair face suddenly showed a sweet smile, and the dimples on both sides were deep, making her whole person look even more adorable.
The boss shook his head helplessly.
Jian Shiyu stood aside with a sweet potato and gnawed it, but his thoughts gradually drifted to the day before the time travel——
The girl stood in the bustling crowd, holding tightly in her hand the ticket that she had saved and saved for several months to buy.
Today is the day when her idol, top racing driver Zhou Pin, participates in the annual competition.
The sun penetrated the clouds and filled the entire arena with gold, but for Jian Shiyu, only Zhou Pin was the most dazzling at this moment.
"Ahhh! Brother!! Brother, I love you!"
Jian Shiyu couldn't restrain his excitement and shouted desperately toward the arena!
The competition was in full swing, and every time the tires made a sharp friction with the ground, Jian Shiyu's heartbeat accelerated.
Finally, among the many drivers, when Zhou Pin crossed the finish line with the lead, the whole audience was excited.
Jian Shiyu couldn't help but jumped up and screamed his name: "Zhou Pin!"
At the end of the game, Zhou Ping was instantly surrounded by people...
"Pinpin! Today is also the day to be struck by my brother's handsomeness!"
"No one in the human race should miss today, brother!"
"Pinpin! I am your wife! Wife!"
"..."
Jian Shiyu finally squeezed through the crowd, and then he saw the idol in front of him clearly...
The man was completely different from the cold and fierce one on the field. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and there was a faint smile in his eyes. He looked very gentle. He smiled slightly at the fans, and his peach blossom eyes curved into a crescent shape, which made Jane Shiyu was lost for a moment.
At this moment, an accident happened - an out-of-control water bottle was thrown from the crowd, drawing an arc in the air and falling straight towards Zhou Ping.
"Be careful!" Jian Shiyu rushed forward and pushed him away almost instinctively.
Everyone was stunned. Then there was silence followed by even louder noises.
"Are you okay?" Jian Shiyu asked with concern.
Zhou Pin calmed down, and his eyes stayed on the girl's face for a few seconds, as if he wanted to find something on her face, but he was not sure.
Then he slowly landed on the sign with his name on the girl's chest, and the words "Jian Shiyu" came into view.
Qing Mu seemed to have fallen into some kind of deep thought.
"Jian Shiyu?" Zhou Ping asked lightly, his thin lips spread slightly, "Thank you."
Jian Shiyu's heart trembled slightly. The girl looked at him and her heart beat very fast. This is the first time she has been in such close contact with her idol, so handsome! !
Moreover, she just saved the idol!
She smiled shyly, "It's okay, as long as my brother is okay."
Zhou Ping looked at her, with an imperceptible soft light flashing in his eyes. He reached out his hand and gently rubbed the girl's hair as if there was nothing there, and the smile on his lips became thicker, "Yeah. "
Others couldn't help but take a breath when seeing this scene.
Oh my God! Are they dazzled! ?
Actually! It’s Brother Zhou! exist! touch! head! kill!
Suddenly, there were gasping sounds all around.
Jian Shiyu was also completely stunned. She didn't come back to her senses until Zhou Pin took back her hand, and her heart couldn't help but ripple.
That warmth just now... was it Zhou Pin?
Before Jian Shiyu could think about it carefully, Zhou Ping's distant and indifferent voice reached the girl's ears, which was faintly disturbing.
"As a thank you, do you want me to sign it for you?"
Jian Shiyu looked at his idol as if he had forgotten to breathe, and after a while he said stupidly: "But...is that okay?"
Zhou Pin raised his eyes lightly, his eyes dark as night as ink. He slowly picked up the girl's delicate hand and signed his name when she showed a surprised expression.
"I hope my signature can be the brightest one in your beautiful memories."
…
In the following days, the incident became a hot topic on social media, and the video of "Saving the Idol" was forwarded and liked countless times.
However, what is more important to Jian Shiyu is that he has some kind of connection with his idol after that accident! I can’t tell, but I don’t know how to describe it either.
"Yu Yu, you are so awesome!! You actually got Zhou Dashen's autograph!! And you signed it with your hand!" My best friend looked excited, "The moment your idol held your hand, was it soft and fleshy?"
Jian Shiyu was still writing complicated proof questions. Hearing that she subconsciously touched the back of her hand, she felt a little embarrassed and said, "No, no."
In fact, at that moment she not only touched Zhou Pin's hand, but also felt the warmth from his palm. It was warm, as if it could penetrate through the skin and reach the bottom of her heart.
At this moment, a strange message popped up on the phone screen——
"Miss Jian, I am Zhou Pin's agent. Brother Zhou would like to invite you to participate in tonight's interview. He will pick you up personally."
Jian Shiyu suddenly raised his head and looked at the words on the screen of his mobile phone.
Brother Zhou? Zhou Pin? !
Her heart skipped a beat, did this mean idol?
"Okay... okay." Jian Shiyu swallowed nervously and agreed.
That night, Jian Shiyu was waiting for Zhou Ping's arrival at the school gate. She took a deep breath and tried to appear calm.
Zhou Pin appeared at the door. He was wearing a black suit and looked even more handsome and tall. He glanced at Jian Shiyu lightly, and then slowly approached.
"Hello, Miss Jian." Zhou Ping's voice was low and magnetic, which made Jian Shiyu's ears tingle.
"Hello...Hello." Jian Shiyu wrung his fingers nervously, his heart pounding.
Zhou Ping frowned slightly, looking at her nervous look, and said with a magnetic voice, "Don't be nervous, we are just going for an interview."
After saying that, he turned around and got into the car, followed closely by Jian Shiyu.
In the car, Zhou Pin's body exuded a light fragrance, which smelled very good. Jian Shiyu felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know where to put his hands.
She quietly looked at Zhou Pin's profile. Her skin was very good, her jawline was clear and smooth, and her profile was incredibly three-dimensional and exquisite.
I have to say, she is so greedy!
"We're here." Zhou Ping's pleasant voice interrupted her thoughts.
Jian Shiyu came back to his senses, his cheeks feeling a little hot.
The girl sat in the VIP seat and looked at the shining man on the stage. The host asked a few common topics at first, and Zhou Ping answered them with ease.
When the host asked him "What does your ideal type look like?", the lights on the stage focused on him. His face was full of gentleness, and his deep eyes seemed to contain stars: "Kind, brave, sincere..."
Hearing the man's words, Jian Shiyu's heart tightened inexplicably, and she stared at the stage nervously, her heart beating faster.
Zhou Ping was silent for a few seconds, his eyes swept across the audience, and seemed to be fixed on the girl, and there was a trace of ripples in his calm eyes.
He paused for a moment and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Actually, in my eyes, she is the only existence."
Zhou Pin's voice was low and powerful. There was a faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes. Under the bright light, that smile became more and more glittering and translucent.
"She's also the person I've been looking for."
