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The clothing ceremony lasted for two hours. Feng Ziyan crossed her hands and stared at the stage as she waited for Lu Qingzhou to appear.

To his disappointment, he saw Lu Qingzhou on the stage all the way until the end of the week when he signed with the model. Without waiting for all the models to complete their journey around the T Platform, he could not help but turn around and go backstage. Then he saw Lu Qingzhou, dressed in his own clothes, sitting on the sofa with his head lowered while holding his phone. His slender fingers kept sliding on it.

Lu Qingzhou took out his camera from his phone, aimed it at his left ankle and posted a photo on Weibo. He then quickly typed: "I accidentally sprained my foot during rehearsal today, I'm so pitiful." Her Weibo post drew tens of millions of replies to the post, and she clicked on 'Like'. She took a sip of wine and sat down on the sofa, crossing her legs.

"Isn't your Weibo managed by Su Ying?" Hai Yan noticed that Lu Qingzhou's Weibo followers had turned into thousands of fans.

In the past, she did not care about this sort of thing, she did it on her behalf. Recently, she discovered that her updates were becoming more and more frequent, and many of the pictures were about her recent developments. Some were good and some were bad, but most of them were positive enough to help her attract fans.

At first, she had thought that it was because of Su Ying behind the scenes. But today, it seemed that Lu Qingzhou had already become proficient at manipulating her Weibo, using it to increase the number of her fans.

"It used to be Su Ying, but she was busy managing the media and didn't have much time, so I didn't want to trouble her all the time." As Lu Qingzhou spoke, his eyes glanced at his phone from time to time.

Hai Yan wanted to say something, but she hesitated. Bringing along an artist was the responsibility of the economic man, and she believed that Soo Ying would not just use the company's business as an excuse to ignore Lu QingZhou.

The more Hai Yan looked at Lu Qingzhou through the wine glass, the more she felt that her face was gradually changing from before. However, she couldn't tell what was different about her, it was just a feeling.

"That's not bad. Sometimes it's right to rely on yourself." Hai Yan's hand gently moved back and forth on the glass.

After looking at the number of followers on Weibo, Lu Qingzhou finally turned off her phone.

"Is your foot hurt?" Feng Ziyan's voice came out of nowhere.

Lu Qingzhou raised his head in astonishment. His handsome face instantly jumped into her sight. When Hai Yan saw Feng Ziyan, she immediately stood up. She had worked in the Conferred Shadow Media for several years, and every time she saw Feng Ziyan, she would want to act like an old man, but every time she saw him, her pride was instantly reduced.

"I just accidentally twisted it." Lu Qingzhou's hand that was holding the phone suddenly tightened.

Seeing this, Hai Yan tactfully gave the two of them some space: "Boss Feng, Little Boat. You guys take your time. "

She put down her wine cup and left the dressing room. Then, she considerately hung the Do Not Disturb sign on the door, in an eye-catching way warning others not to come in.

Feng Ziyan waited for Hai Yan to leave and immediately squatted down. He knelt down on one knee and placed Lu Qingzhou's injured foot on his own. He saw that her ankle was swollen; it was probably because she accidentally twisted it while wearing high-heeled shoes. Because of his actions, Lu Qingzhou's expression became twisted, instinctively wanting to pull back his foot.

"Don't move." Feng Ziyan forbade her to move about freely. He stretched out his hand and grabbed her ankle, gently pushing her up along the acupoints and tendons of her feet. Lu Qingzhou cried out in pain.

"It hurts." With his actions and strength, Lu Qingzhou's tears fell from the pain.

Feng Ziyan frowned. "If you don't push the clot out, it will accumulate and your feet will swell to an outrageous size. "I'll go get you some ice. You press the ice on the injured place first, then I'll go to the pharmacy and buy you some medicine for the fall."

Feng Ziyan stood up and looked around. In addition to the makeup mirror and a pile of clothes, there was a small white freezer in an inconspicuous place. The wine that Hai Yan was drinking just now was ice cubes.

He strode towards the small freezer, opened it and took out a few pieces of ice. Then, he wrapped a piece of cloth with a knot and placed it on Lu Qingzhou's ankle. Lu Qingzhou pressed it with her hand. A bone-chilling, icy-cold feeling replaced the burning pain on her ankle. It couldn't be said to be very comfortable, at least, it was slightly better than before.

Feng Ziyan turned around and walked out. Lu Qingzhou's lips moved, but there was a flow of warmth on them. She wanted to say something, but was unable to do so. He felt that his entire chest was extremely warm. Just as Feng Ziyan reached the door, Hai Yan pushed open the door. She was still holding the medicine and bandages on her hands.

"I just bought this from outside. I think you need it right now." Hai Yan held out the medicine. Feng Ziyan took it and poured a bit into her hand to wipe it away. In an instant, the entire locker room was filled with the pungent smell of the Falling Potion.

"Remove the ice." Feng Ziyan continued to kneel on one knee, supporting Lu Qingzhou's ankle. She rubbed the medicine on her palm to warm up the swelling on her ankle, causing Lu Qingzhou's brows to knit together tightly. Clearly, the pain on her ankle was more than a little.

Feng Ziyan used the medicine on her for about 20 minutes. Then, he gently turned her heel in his hand to help her blood flow. With his repeated massage, the pain in Lu Qingzhou's swollen body was slightly alleviated.

"How do you know this?" she asked, looking at the cut on her foot.

He had originally planned to perform in the evening, to be the finale for the weekly spring dress show. Who knew that during the afternoon rehearsal, he would accidentally twist his leg and insist on practicing for an hour, thinking that he was fine.

"You often get hurt in the movie, so you have a family doctor when you get home, but you have to deal with a lot of the injuries outside. These are all basic. "

When she was sick, she would never go to a doctor, only letting herself be sick. Once, she was very ill, lying in the room with a fever of nearly 40 degrees, her entire body had a burning sensation which caused her to be unable to feel anything. Luckily, when Feng Yanheng came to find him and saw that he was seriously ill, he had to be sent to the hospital. It was only because Feng Yanheng had rescued Feng Ziyan in time that he had been treated.

It was also at that time that Feng Yanheng found a suitable doctor to be her family doctor. This way, he wouldn't have to look for her when he was sick.

"Is that so?" Lu Qingzhou did not know that there was actually such a thing that she did not know. Actually, she thought she understood Feng Ziyan very well. She knew that he was a lonesome person and didn't like to interact with others, so she always shamelessly pestered him.