Chapter 47
Chapter 47
Some low-intensity exercises are suitable for rehabilitation training for patients with lumbar disc herniation, and swimming is one of them. In particular, the breaststroke is very beneficial for strengthening the back muscles.
The previous hotel didn't have a swimming pool, so Ye Chuyang usually did indoor exercises.
Despite his back injury, he couldn't give up exercising. In fact, some exercises were very beneficial for his recovery. Shen Qingyuan had previously explained these exercises to him.
So even though he was a bit tired after the long journey, Ye Chuyang decided to go for a swim before going to sleep.
He recognized Shen Qingyuan immediately when she wasn't wearing swimming goggles while resting on the shore.
She really doesn't like dressing up.
Most of the young women in the pool wore figure-hugging two-piece bikinis in various colors, highlighting their ample breasts and hips. Only Dr. Shen was dressed in a full-body black suit, quite covered up, and at first glance, she looked like a penguin in its permanent fur coat.
Shen Qingyuan's body was mostly submerged in the water. From the shore, the refraction of light made her legs appear as short, wobbly legs. She looked like a penguin, too.
Of course, she has a healthy figure, with long arms and legs and well-proportioned proportions. Her slightly plump figure further accentuates her healthy aura.
Her skin was truly fair, completely without makeup, looking almost the same as usual. She doesn't wear much makeup anyway. She was also wearing a black swimming cap, and her head was round and puffy, making her look adorable.
He's a bit obsessed; the people he likes seem adorable no matter how you look at them.
After getting into the water, Ye Chuyang swam seven or eight laps at a steady pace, easily and without feeling tired.
He stopped and looked for Shen Qingyuan. Across one lane, Shen Qingyuan was swimming freestyle.
Ye Chuyang turned around, swam over, and got close to Shen Qingyuan.
"Dr. Shen, you swim really well! Shall we have a race?"
"What are we comparing?"
"One round trip. Let's see who swims the fastest."
Shen Qingyuan slowed down, her eyes darting around, "Forget it, you're injured, it wouldn't be fair for me to win."
As expected of the competitive Shen Qingyuan, she already has the victory in her grasp before the competition even begins?
As they spoke, the two arrived at the poolside one after the other.
"Let's compete first—" Before Shen Qingyuan could agree to the competition, Ye Chuyang changed direction, pushed off the pool wall with his calf, and slid out first.
"Hey...wait a minute!" Shen Qingyuan was a little amused and exasperated. Whether they competed or not didn't really matter; she was just afraid that this person under special protection would swim too happily and forget about her back injury.
She slid out right after.
Shen Qingyuan has long arms and legs, and her swimming style is also standard. With years of practice, her endurance and speed are no less than those of men.
She quickly caught up with Ye Chuyang, and after reaching the poolside, she made a nimble turn back and swam back.
What? She thought someone was really capable, with all those nice muscles, what a waste.
Thinking to herself with smug satisfaction, Shen Qingyuan turned to look at her opponent.
He didn't catch up; to be precise, he disappeared into the lane.
? ? ?
Her heart suddenly raced, and an ominous premonition instantly rose in Shen Qingyuan's heart.
Back injury, yes, she knew he had a back injury, yet she still competed against him. Shen Qingyuan was filled with remorse.
She quickly slid out and rushed to the next lane to look for Ye Chuyang.
"Ye Chuyang—Ye Chuyang—"
She shouted for a breath, but lost her rhythm and choked on some water. Her nose stung with tears.
When she had swum about two-thirds of the way through the lane, Shen Qingyuan vaguely saw a figure underwater.
He sank below the surface of the water, his hands and feet remaining still.
It was him.
Shen Qingyuan swam closer, sank underwater, reached behind him, slipped her hand under his armpit, and wrapped her arms around his chest, lifting his entire body up.
She had never saved anyone before and had no experience; she relied entirely on instinct and a few scattered fragments of memory.
One hand propels the water to control direction; feet tread water to rise. Dragging a tall, adult male, even in the water, it still feels strenuous.
Her skin was smooth, and she struggled to wrap her arms around his chest. Only one thought occupied her mind: Ye Chuyang, you can't die. Especially not under my nose.
The moment it emerged from the water, there was a loud commotion, and the surrounding sounds were chaotic.
The sun was throbbing, her heart was pounding, and she felt a sense of suffocation.
She turned to look at Ye Chuyang. His lips were fine, not bluish-purple from lack of oxygen. Shen Qingyuan calmed down a little.
They were not far from the edge of the pool. Shen Qingyuan estimated the distance to be a few meters. There were men in swimsuits walking around on the shore. She could ask them for help to pull Ye Chuyang up.
Suddenly, the forearm wrapped around Ye Chuyang's chest tightened.
The force transmitted through the arm carried a temperature higher than that of the swimming pool and also higher than Shen Qingyuan's body temperature; it could only be the body temperature of a living person.
She immediately turned to look at him, her expression undoubtedly one of astonishment.
Ye Chuyang had already taken off his swimming goggles. Water droplets seeped into his eyes, and he frowned slightly, squinting with one eye as he blinked uncomfortably. He then pulled away from Shen Qingyuan's arm, turned around, and faced her.
Then, the two looked at each other.
They stared at each other, wide-eyed.
Shen Qingyuan was the first to react. Her first reaction was fury!
She shoved him hard in the chest. Then she turned and swam down the water stairs.
Not everything can be joked about, especially life and death, and you especially shouldn't joke about life and death with a doctor.
Perhaps fueled by anger, she moved with unusual agility and swiftness when she reached the shore.
She walked briskly along the shore, forgetting to put on her towel, feeling the cool breeze.
What the fuck
Ye Chuyang followed closely behind, not even bothering to put on his sunglasses, "Wait a minute, Shen Qingyuan."
He reached for her hand; both of them were wet, their hands dripping with water. Shen Qingyuan shook off his hand.
Oh, are they having a disagreement?
The two young girls who had been on the deck chairs finally had a chance to see the handsome man's face. They caught a glimpse of him and wondered why he looked so familiar. The two girls looked at each other in bewilderment.
Ye Chuyang followed her all the way to the women's bathroom door, but didn't dare go in, so he waited at the entrance. He listened as she finished showering and went into the changing room. He also quickly rinsed off in the men's bathroom and then waited at the women's changing room door.
The women's changing room was very quiet; at this hour, there were very few people. Occasionally, one or two people would come out.
Ye Chuyang put on her mask.
"Shen Qingyuan?"
Are you angry?
No one responded to him.
"...I really didn't mean to!" he continued, a guilty and helpless smile on his face, his eyes darting around. "It's just one of my hobbies, diving. Sometimes I'll go underwater to practice holding my breath. I saw you weren't paying attention to me, just doing your own thing! Who knew you'd..."
If this gets noticed by passersby, it can be considered a peculiar phenomenon.
A young man with strikingly similar features to a certain celebrity surnamed Su was talking to himself outside the women's changing room. Oh, not to himself, but as if he were talking to the people inside.
...It sounds like you're trying to coax someone!
"Shen Qingyuan, are you... still there?"
Two middle-aged women in the changing room glanced at Shen Qingyuan, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally. She was most likely the one the young man outside was trying to woo.
Love, youth—it all comes down to young people! It has to be young people!
The middle-aged woman briefly recalled her youthful days, then smiled and shook her head.
As they left, they kindly reminded the young man at the door, "Young man, if you want to apologize, do it privately. In public, that young lady is shy; how can she respond to you?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Ye Chuyang quickly replied.
I was in such a rush that I didn't even think about this. Sigh.
He waited at the door for a while longer, and finally Shen Qingyuan came out carrying toiletries.
Perhaps it was too hot in the locker room, because her face was flushed. But her expression was really cold; she glared at me with a fierce look, clearly quite impatient.
This time, Ye Chuyang learned his lesson and didn't say anything, obediently following along.
He vaguely remembered being her boss. What was going on? Were there still such obsequious bosses these days? Although this time he had indeed caused a misunderstanding.
Once inside the elevator, when there were only the two of them, Mr. Ye cleared his throat and said, "Dr. Chen, this was my mistake. Next time, uh, it won't happen again. Also, thank you! If I had really been drowning, you just saved my life."
He didn't say anything unnecessary, trying his best to maintain a bit of the boss's authority, and discreetly glanced at her expression from the side.
The elevator dinged, signaling that Shen Qingyuan had arrived at her destination, the 25th floor.
"I understand," she said coldly before getting off the elevator.
So, does that mean she's forgiven him? Ye Chuyang felt a little down. Sigh, what's going on? Everything was fine just now.
Later, while resting in bed, Ye Chuyang recalled the scene in the pool earlier. The long, strong arm that reached out to his chest and lifted him to the surface made him realize that a misunderstanding had occurred.
He was momentarily stunned when he saw Shen Qingyuan's face.
Over the years, from being unknown to becoming a top-tier artist, he seems to have always been charging forward, leading by example. It seems he has rarely stopped to rest or relied entirely on others.
The cool water surrounded him, and he allowed the arms that were close to him to embrace him. At that moment, he felt a sense of peace he had never known before.
It's bewildering, it's intoxicating. It makes you want to unload all your burdens and have a good, restful sleep.
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The live broadcast of the business event is scheduled for 11:00 AM, so you can get up at 8:00 AM.
Exhausted from the journey and having had enough exercise in the evening, Ye Chuyang quickly fell asleep and slept soundly until Xiao Chao came to remind him to get up.
After breakfast, I went to the venue to get my makeup done, chatted with the host, and familiarized myself with the process.
Ye Chuyang always takes minimal time for makeup. He's a top-tier handsome man; his facial features are well-defined, so he doesn't need much contouring. Besides, he has great skin, and over the years, due to his work as an entertainer, he's put a lot of effort into skincare.
So, the makeup artist finished most of the job in about half an hour. The hair took a little longer; his hair was naturally curly and not very sleek.
After his makeup was done, everyone from the makeup artist to the brand staff praised Ye Chuyang for looking radiant. Even Xiao Chao, who sees his face every day, couldn't help but exclaim in a greasy tone, "Brother Yang, you really are handsome!"
Ye Chuyang rolled her eyes at him: "Otherwise what?"
Xiao Chao sighed and said, "Alas, why did Heaven create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?"
Ye Chuyang looked puzzled and hadn't figured out how to retort when the host came over with a big smile and greeted him.
"Brother Liao, we meet again! You seem even more handsome every time we meet..."
Flattery will get you everywhere; they really have a natural talent for being hosts.
Ye Chuyang stepped forward and smiled, "Hello, Teacher Hao Xiao."
"Oh, just call me Hao Xiao. I don't deserve the title of 'teacher'."
Even TV hosts are ranked in different tiers. Hao Xiao is thriving in the business hosting world and has already managed to work with top male celebrities. They've collaborated several times before and are quite familiar with each other.
The two sat down, and the live stream began. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Hao Xiao suddenly said, "Su Liao, there's something on your face."
"Huh? What?" Ye Chuyang was confused. No one had mentioned anything on his face. Could it be that his makeup had come off?
"He's kind of handsome."
Ye Chuyang squinted, shook his head with a helpless smile, and said, "Thank you!"
The barrage of comments was incredibly active, with fans really enjoying it and offering up all sorts of cheesy pick-up lines.
"Brother, I have a superpower. I love you so much!"
"Su Liao, why did you hurt me? You made me fall in love with you!"
...
The host took the opportunity to promote the brand's products, positively linking Su Liao's handsomeness with skincare products.
Hao Xiao: "Su Liao, do you have a lighter?"
Not knowing what kind of word game this was, Ye Chuyang honestly replied, "No."
"So how did you ignite my heart?"
"Can't you two stop being so lovey-dovey?" Ye Chuyang was speechless and gave an awkward laugh.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm asking on behalf of your fans!"
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Ye Chuyang quickly adapted to the context, tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I don't have a lighter, but I have matches."
His fans are called "Matchsticks," a play on the character "燎" (liao) in his stage name. It's a double entendre.
Hao Xiao: "Okay, okay, hahaha..."
The number of viewers during the live stream has already reached 600,000. Combined with the previous hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress incident, the brand expects the number of viewers in the live stream to reach one million.
After an hour and a half of live streaming, good news came: the product's pre-sales exceeded 19 million.
The endorsement fees paid by the brands have already almost recouped their costs.
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