I was persecuted and turned into a teenage idol

"You are……?"

"The manager of the Cotton Candy Girl." Ye Xing took out a business card, then looked at Su Jian, "The car is ready, let's leave quickly."

"it is good!"

Su Jian and the others had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

Upon hearing Ye Xing's words, everyone immediately followed and left their original positions in unison.

"Ye...Xing?"

Looking at the business cards in my hand, I could only see their departing backs when I looked up.

Jiang Longchen squinted and clenched his fists, while Jiang Huacan beside him rolled his eyes and revealed a mocking smile.

[Please ask the staff backstage for Marshmallow Girls' contact information.] After sending a text message to his manager, Jiang Longchen immediately added, [Mainly Su Jian's information.]

……

"Get on the bus!"

Wearing a heavy dress and high heels, Yu Yan had been standing at the door for more than ten minutes and felt a little tired. But when she saw the soft car seat sofa, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

They all got into the car, and Ye Xing only noticed out of the corner of her eye that Su Jian was walking at the very back, carrying her high heels.

"You took off your high heels?" He frowned, his displeasure bordering on accusation.

"You still dare to say that!" Su Jian shook the high heels in her hand. "These things are of such poor quality that I almost twisted my ankle when I fell!"

As she spoke, she squeezed into the car, leaving Ye Xing standing outside, blinking.

He remained silent for a moment before getting into the driver's seat and driving away without a word, allowing the long line of cars behind him to slowly enter.

……

"hiss……!"

They returned the dress and high heels, and even offered some compensation because the high heels were broken.

Back in her dorm room, Su Jian immediately lay down on her bed and carefully took off her shoes.

"It hurts so much..."

It was the first time I wore high heels for an extended period of time, and I developed several blisters on my feet.

Although I didn't twist my ankle directly, I did get a bit of a scrape, which left my foot bright red and painful to the touch.

"I'll never wear high heels again, even if you pay me!"

This thing is so delicate to wear, and it's really uncomfortable.

Su Jian really didn't understand why humans would invent this thing to torture themselves!

"Let's deal with it first."

We don't have many medicines on hand, and it's already very late; everyone is asleep.

Su Jian rummaged through the room and only found a few band-aids. Just as she was about to put them on, she suddenly heard a knock at the door.

dong dong dong...

The voice was very soft, with a hint of hesitation.

"Who is it?" She frowned and limped as she opened the door.

When the door opened, it turned out to be Ye Xing.

"What...are you doing?"

This guy isn't thinking of...

Um... probably not. Even if others could do it, this guy wouldn't.

After all, he was one of only two people who knew I was a man.

but……?

"Watch your words." Ye Xing was very dissatisfied with what he had said.

Su Jian could only sigh, "Okay~ Brother Ye, what can I do for you?"

Ye Xing: "...A little more normal."

Su Jian: "..."

Why are you making such a fuss?!

"Alright!" she sighed. "Brother Ye Xing, what did you want to see me about?"

"Didn't you say you sprained your ankle?" Ye Xing handed over a bottle of liniment, saying, "It's what I had left over from before, and it worked really well."

"Forehead……"

He took the liniment blankly and blinked.

Is this... the end of the world?

Shocked, Su Jian scratched her head before pursing her lips and saying, "But... I meant almost! Almost twisted my ankle!"

"and you……?"

“I didn’t sprain it, it’s just…” Su Jian lifted her pale thigh and pointed to the wound, “It’s a little broken and has blisters. I was just thinking of putting on some band-aids.”

"Using a band-aid will only slow down the healing process." Ye Xing immediately frowned and shook his head. "Aren't there any medicines in the dorm?"

“The rain dew worked before, but I forgot to bring it to the living room. It’s too late to go over and disturb her.” Su Jian shrugged. “Oh well, a man’s a man…”

She felt Ye Xing's sharp gaze halfway through her sentence and quickly changed her words.

"Anyway, I can just ask Yulu for it tomorrow! Yawn... Okay, Manager Ye, I'm so sleepy."

"..." Ye Xing remained silent and turned to leave.

"Hey, your liniment!"

"Keep it."

"whispering sound!"

Watching the other person's departing figure, he glanced at the liniment in his arms.

Su Jian rolled her eyes, closed the door, and limped back to bed.

However, the blisters on my feet always stung in waves.

Although the bed was soft and cozy, Su Jian tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Ten minutes later, the door suddenly rang again.

"Who is it?" Who is it this time?

Frowning, Su Jian got out of bed in frustration and opened the door.

The area outside the door was empty.

Could it be... a ghost?!

Startled, I took a step back.

But the next second Su Jian noticed something hanging on the doorknob.

"Huh? This is..."

Curious, she took the item down and opened the bag, only to find it was a bottle of anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving ointment.

"Huh? What's all this time..."

I looked up again at the darkened living room, but there was no one in sight.

Is it Ye Xing? Or...?

"That's strange."

She scratched her head, looking at the instructions for the ointment as she closed the door.

Did you buy this plaster?

Since she couldn't sleep anyway and couldn't suppress her curiosity, Su Jian still sent an inquiry to Ye Xing.

After all, this thing couldn't possibly have been given to me by a ghost, could it?

Ye Xing quickly replied: [What plaster? Who do you think you are, asking me to buy you things?]

"I knew this guy wasn't being kind!"

But if it wasn't him... then who could it be?

Could it be that the rain and dew overheard our conversation and brought it to me?

Ding!

Ye Xing sent another message: [There's an event tomorrow, I don't care how many blisters you have or what injuries you have! You know the consequences if anything goes wrong with the event!]

"A cannibal!"

I'm certain that this plaster wasn't given to me by him!

Su Jian cursed and turned off her phone, staring blankly at the plaster in her hand.

Could it be... that a ghost really sent it to me?

After thinking it over and over without any clue, she could only shake her head in the end.

"Never mind, I'll just put it on first, it hurts so much..."

Carefully lifting her toes, she gently applied the white ointment.

In an instant, the cool sensation relieved the stinging pain in her feet, making Su Jian unable to help but show a comfortable expression.

Now... I can finally get a good night's sleep, right?!

Chapter 80, Section 34: Radio Program (Third Update)

Ding!

[Your card ending in XXXX received a salary of 22000 yuan today, with an account balance of 22231. Poor bastard, hurry up and start saving money! —Dragon Kingdom's bank!]