Chapter 267: Master of Keeping Balance
"Okay." Song Zhiyuan didn't stop him and handed the medicine to Song Zhiwei.
After getting the medicine, Song Zhiwei naturally walked over to sit opposite Shen Jingmo, squeezed the ointment onto the cotton swab, and kindly reminded him, "It may be a little painful, you have to bear it."
After saying that, Song Zhiwei took a cotton swab and pressed Shen Jingmo a little harder. Shen Jingmo gasped in pain.
Let this dog be taller and darker than his sister.
While Song Zhiwei was applying the medicine, Song Zhiyuan tidied up the messy workbench. Turning around, she saw Song Zhiwei applying the medicine with great care.
Cheng Yuhan didn't forget to remind him quietly, "Idol, are you using too much force? It looks painful."
[It's more than just using force. This brat is clearly trying to murder my son. Please, let Sister Song help apply the medicine to my son. I'm an old mother who is almost dying of worry about my son's marriage.]
[I also testify that the top streamers are deliberately looking for opportunities to settle personal grudges.]
Song Zhiyuan patted Song Zhiwei's hand with a heavy expression, "You were too harsh on me last time. Get out of the way."
Song Zhiwei sat there without moving, muttering stubbornly, "Then I can be gentler."
Song Zhiyuan glanced over and Song Zhiwei immediately shut up and moved his body reluctantly to the side.
Song Zhiyuan took the cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine, and gently wiped it on Shen Jingmo's forehead.
The cantaloupe had hit a large area, and most of his forehead was red and swollen. After Song Zhiyuan helped apply the medicine, he tossed the cotton swab aside and said, "Apply this medicine again tomorrow morning."
It would be inconvenient for you to apply the medicine yourself, so I'll leave it here for now. Come over tomorrow morning and I'll help you apply it."
[Yes, yes, it's really inconvenient to apply medicine on my forehead by myself. I need someone to help me.]
[Sister Song's suggestion is very pertinent.]
"Sister, he just has an injury on his forehead, not a disabled hand. Just wipe it off in front of the mirror and it will be fine." Song Zhiwei glared at Chen Jingmo and muttered.
[I testify that my son's hand was sprained while catching a cantaloupe today. It's inconvenient for him to apply the medicine himself, so he needs Sister Song's support.]
[How will the top star find a girlfriend in the future if he is so straight? ]
[The top star just doesn't want his sister to find a boyfriend. This is how most sisters in love think.]
[Here's my advice: Don't ever date a brother-in-law who's obsessed with his sister. You'll definitely end up unhappy.]
Song Zhiyuan ignored Song Zhiwei's words and changed the subject, "Didn't you say you had some not-so-good news to tell me? What news?"
Finally returning to the main topic, Song Zhiwei looked at Chen Jingmo with a guilty conscience, "Why don't you just say it."
Shen Jingmo handed the train ticket to Song Zhiyuan, "Yuanyuan, we had a small accident while doing the mission today, which caused us to rank last. We can only take the train to Haichang to board the ship."
"The train is pretty good. I haven't ridden a train yet, so it's a good opportunity to experience it." Song Zhiyuan didn't think it was a bad thing. Victory and defeat are common in the military. Besides, she didn't participate in the recording this time. Riding the train was the task of the three people in front of her.
Song Zhiwei pointed at his finger and said, "Sister, the train is at ten o'clock tonight, and we have to leave now."
Song Zhiyuan checked the time. There were only two hours left before the train departed. "Time is running out. I'll pack up first."
"Sister, do you need help?" After Song Zhiwei came back, he went straight to his sister's room, and his things were not packed yet.
"No need, just pack up quickly." Song Zhiyuan rejected Song Zhiwei's kindness.
The four of them went back to their rooms to pack up, and it was half an hour later when they came out after finishing.
The program crew drove the four people to the train station.
In addition, the self-driving tour group set off only two hours later than them.
Only the group taking the high-speed rail can depart later and rest one more night in the guesthouse.
The production team was quite considerate and booked four sleeper tickets for them, which happened to be upper and lower berths facing each other.
Since the recording of the program began, the four of them have gained a large number of fans. In order to avoid being recognized by fans and passers-by and causing congestion, the four of them deliberately wore hats and masks and found their carriage and location according to the instructions on the ticket.
It was pitch black outside the car window, and the interior of the car was very clean. Song Zhiwei casually put his things on the lower bunk.
In order not to attract other people's attention, the staff of the program set up the camera next to the car window and left to the next door.
In a hurry to get on the road, the four of them didn't even have time to eat dinner. Compared to Shen Jingmo and the other two, Cheng Yuhan was born in a small county and was more familiar with trains. "Sister Song, you guys sit down first. I'll go buy some food."
Since the wallet hadn't been issued yet, Cheng Yuhan borrowed a hundred yuan from the staff and bought some steamed buns, eggs, porridge, and instant noodles. "It's late now, and there's nothing else to eat. Sister Song, Teacher Shen, and our idols are here, so you guys should just make do with what you have."
"These are already very good." Song Zhiyuan smiled and picked up a bun and handed it to Chen Jingmo and Song Zhiwei respectively, so as to prevent the two from competing secretly again.
[Sister Song is now a master of balancing things.]
Cheng Yuhan opened a box of instant noodles, looked at the three of them and asked, "Sister Song, do you want to eat?"
Song Zhiyuan was brought up by her parents and had hardly ever been in the kitchen. Once, her parents went to Hengdian to film a movie and left them at home. Song Zhiyuan could only make instant noodles for her younger brother.
Song Zhiyuan hasn't eaten instant noodles for many years.
Song Zhiwei immediately understood what his sister meant, picked up the instant noodles on the table, and went out with Cheng Yuhan.
After making the instant noodles, Song Zhiwei brought them to his sister first, "Sister, you eat first."
I thought Sister Song was very strict about her figure, but I didn't expect her to occasionally eat junk food.
[Seeing Sister Song eating instant noodles, I instantly became greedy and immediately got up to make a pack.]
[Is it possible that Sister Song only eats once in a long time?]
"Sister Song, it tastes better if you put an egg and a sausage in the instant noodles. Do you want to try it?" Cheng Yuhan put the egg and sausage in front of Song Zhiyuan.
"Let me do it." Chen Jingmo took the egg before Song Zhiwei, peeled it, and put it into the instant noodle bowl in front of Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiyuan held the bowl of instant noodles, took a few bites, ate the egg, and then silently handed the instant noodles to his brother.
Seeing Sister Song so restrained in eating only a few bites, the instant noodles in front of me suddenly lost their flavor. I instantly realized the gap between me and this beautiful woman.
[The beautiful woman only takes small bites of her meal. When we eat, we're afraid that the soup will be wasted after finishing the noodles. I'm going to be alone for a while.]
Song Zhiwei took over the leftover food from his sister and cleaned it all up.
After working all day, they felt tired when they relaxed. It was still early when they arrived at Haichang. Song Zhiwei and Cheng Yuhan climbed to the upper bunk, and after a while, they heard deep breathing sounds.
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