Chapter 132 Romance: The Cold and Domineering CEO and the Younger Athlete (6)
Romance Variety: The Cold and Domineering CEO and the Younger Athlete (Sixteen)
Song Ning's eyes widened.
The wind whistled past his ears, and the staff behind him suddenly became distant.
At this moment he felt unparalleled speed!
Too fast, Lance is too fast!
Others had never expected that Lance could run at such a speed while carrying a man weighing over 100 pounds!
The cameraman of the program crew didn't even have time to react and catch up!
[Oh my god, what speed is this? Is it supersonic? ]
[My friends and I were shocked. I couldn't even run as fast as him in a 50-meter race. How could he run so fast while holding a grown man?]
[If it's not the camera, why don't you follow? Where are the staff of the program? Where is the photographer? Move, why aren't you moving? 】
[Is it possible that photography has also become stupid? 】
"Well, the first place is still ours now, brother."
Lance tilted his head back with a smile on his face, while Song Ning was breathing slightly and had not yet fully recovered from the shock.
After a full two seconds, he lowered his head with a complicated expression.
"You...you said before that you were an ordinary athlete?"
"Brother, do you still remember my self-introduction?"
Lance smiled, "Yeah, just your average jock grad."
Song Ning looked at him and shook his head.
"you are not."
"Why am I not? Brother, do you think I'm lying?"
Song Ning pushed the man's overly strong chest, signaling him to let him go.
"You are not ordinary. I think you can definitely consider continuing to specialize in this field. You are amazing."
Even if he was ignorant, he could still run at such a speed while being carried. Lance was not the ordinary athlete as they imagined.
He pressed Lance's shoulders and got off him, and the cameraman behind him hurriedly followed.
He just held her for a while.
Lance let go of his hand with some regret. Song Ning's thigh slipped from his waist, and the friction of the clothes brought up a slight static electricity, which made Lance feel a little itchy.
He had to wait a little longer until his little prince completely opened his heart to him.
"For ordinary people, it's OK. It's enough that my brother thinks I'm awesome."
While Lance was speaking, Qu Konglin and Tang Shi's group had already arrived.
They came in second, but it was obvious that neither of them was very satisfied with the result.
Qu Konglin's face turned pale. How could Lance run so fast while holding someone?
He had a gloomy face and was very angry about not being able to take second place.
But when he turned his eyes, he saw Song Ning breathing slightly with a faint blush on his face, and he immediately became furious.
Song Ning never had such an expression when she was with him!
Damn.
"Are you tired, brother? Go and rest for a while. I'll get you some water."
The tall body turned around, just right to block Qu Konglin's sight.
"Well, please."
Song Ning didn't notice that gaze. His waist was indeed a little uncomfortable from running just now.
Song Ning sat down naturally on the small stool that Lance brought and breathed a sigh of relief.
He hadn't expected that this episode would be centered around competition, and perhaps he shouldn't have concealed his back injury in the morning.
He subconsciously rubbed his lower back gently.
Qu Konglin suddenly popped up and asked, "Your waist is uncomfortable? Did you hurt it from running too fast just now?"
He looked concerned, but his tone contained a hint of condemnation towards Lance.
"I wanted to remind you just now that that posture is very unsafe, but there is no time. Are you okay? Otherwise, I will talk to the director. Today's shooting..."
"I am fine."
Song Ning interrupted him without thinking.
Qu Konglin's concerned expression froze, "You don't have to force yourself like this, it's just a show, your health is more important..."
“The spirit of contract is also very important.”
Song Ning looked up with disapproval in his eyes, "Since I have signed a contract with the production team, I will try my best to do my best. This is a matter of the spirit of the contract."
He pursed his lips and said, "And if my body is not suitable for filming and it affects everyone, I will take the initiative to tell the director."
He didn't need Qu Konglin to "express" for him, and they didn't have that kind of relationship.
His little prince seems to have changed?
Lance came over with the water bottle and bent down to hand it to Song Ning.
"Brother Qu, is there something you want to talk to me about? Brother Qu seems to care about me a lot."
As soon as the words fell, Qu Konglin took over the conversation very naturally.
"Of course I care about you. After all, Song Ning and I hit it off right away in the last episode."
Is he hinting? Is he trying to provoke?
A hint of hostility flashed across Lance's clear and clean eyes.
When Song Ning heard this, he immediately looked up and refuted.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Qu, but I think the last episode has already shown that we don't get along."
His expression became much colder.
"I think Mr. Qu should pay more attention to your teammate, Mr. Tang, and don't worry about my affairs."
He squeezed the water bottle, applying a little force with his fingers.
Could Lance have misunderstood?
Will you think too much?
Qu Konglin didn't expect him to say that, and his face suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"Song Ning, you don't have to be like this. I just want to care about you. You don't have to be so heartless. After all, we got along pretty well in the last show."
He couldn't help but let some condemnation enter his tone.
[Indeed, I wanted to say this in the last episode. Is Song Ning looking down on others because he is a CEO? He didn’t say much to Brother Qu in the last episode. He was so cold and indifferent the whole time.]
[Not only that, in the last episode, Brother Qu went to the production crew for him and spent a long time before the director agreed to let them give up the task, but when he came back, Song's expression collapsed, as cold as it could be.]
[I don't understand. Does this Song guy have no heart? Even if he changed his teammates this time, it's not wrong for Brother Qu to care about him. Why does he have to show his displeasure to Brother Qu?]
No, that's not the case at all.
The nails that were pinching the bottle turned white, and there was a hint of fragility in Song Ning's cold eyes.
He didn't like getting along with Qu Konglin. The feeling of being ignored and denied made him feel suffocated.
Even Qu Konglin could team up with him and hook up with Tang Shi at the same time, right?
He didn't want to get along with someone like Qu Konglin at all!
"Brother, can't you open the bottle? Let me do it."
A warm big palm suddenly stroked the back of his hand, and Song Ning subconsciously let go of his hand.
The water bottle was unscrewed and returned to his palm, along with Lance's hand that held his.
Song Ning looked up in surprise.
Lance put one hand in his pocket and said, "Brother Qu, this is not good. You guys didn't even get first place and you're here to poach my players?"
"Besides, Brother Qu and Young Master Tang get along better, right? I've watched the last episode. I think Brother Song feels more comfortable with me than with Brother Qu, isn't that right?"
Qu Konglin's face turned bright red.
Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief while holding the bottle, and when he came to his senses, all his attention was focused on his hand that was being held.
He looked for two seconds and then turned his face to the side, just in time to expose the red tip of his ear.