They all say I'm a good wife

Chapter 65 The Call of the Bad Joke
While Lin Xiaoxiao and the female choreographer were talking outside, Qiu Ming was guarding Xu Jingrong in the ward.

Xu Jingrong's injuries were not serious, but the fall was not light. Her calf was swollen high and bruised, which looked quite scary.

After this accident and all the tossing in the hospital, Xu Jingrong, who was wearing a hospital gown, looked a little weak and tired, lying on the hospital bed without the previous aloofness at all.

"I'm a little thirsty and want a drink of water."

Xu Jingrong asked Qiu Ming softly.

For some reason, Qiu Ming felt that Miss Jingrong was pitiful, so he quickly picked up Xu Jingrong's thermos and handed it over.

Xu Jingrong looked at Qiu Ming and blinked: "I have no strength at all, can you help... help me? Well, can you feed me?"

Qiu Ming was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized, nodded: "Okay, Sister Jingrong."

The doctor gave Xu Jingrong medicine, most of which were applied externally, and some anti-inflammatory drugs were taken internally to prevent inflammation of the wound and help to recover quickly, and there were also some analgesics.

Painkillers may make the body weak, Qiu Ming still has some common sense about this.

He quickly turned around and searched in his bag.

Xu Jingrong was puzzled and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"this!"

Qiu Ming took out an object, smiled and showed it to Xu Jingrong.

It was a straw, a very long and thin habit.

Xu Jingrong frowned: "Why do you have this?"

"The last time Zhuo Lan was filming, the makeup on her face needed to be maintained, and it was difficult to drink water. Later, I thought of preparing a straw for her, and now I just use it."

As Qiu Ming said, he happily inserted the straw into the thermos, and then handed it to Xu Jingrong's mouth.

Xu Jingrong took a sip of water in disgust, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said gloomily, "Thank you."

"you are welcome!"

Qiu Ming put the thermos away and asked, "Sister Jingrong, how do you feel now? Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt much, it's just that the body is weak."

Xu Jingrong said weakly, after thinking about it, she said to Qiu Ming: "Why don't you play a song for me."

"Okay."

Qiu Ming agreed, took out his phone and swiped it twice, then asked again: "Sister Jing Rong, what song do you want to hear? Your song?"

"What do you do listening to my own songs?"

Xu Jingrong shook her head, and said, "Play whatever you want, let me listen to whatever song you usually listen to."

Qiu Ming stopped and said seriously: "I usually don't listen to music."

"Ok?"

Xu Jingrong didn't expect this answer, and was slightly taken aback.

Qiu Ming said again: "Sister Jingrong, why don't you play your own playlist, I don't usually listen to songs."

Xu Jingrong was curious: "Why don't you listen to music? Does it mean you don't like music?"

"Well, it's just that I don't have this hobby."

After a slight pause, Qiu Ming explained again: "But Sister Jing Rong, I have heard all of your songs, and I have paid to download all of them."

Hearing this, Xu Jingrong felt inexplicably happy, and said softly: "So you are also my fan."

Qiu Ming didn't say anything, mainly because there were some things that were hard to say.

He downloaded Xu Jingrong's song to listen to it for work.

After all, if he wanted to become Xu Jingrong's artist assistant, if he hadn't even heard his own artist's songs, it would be too unprofessional, so he paid to download and listen to it several times.

Now Xu Jingrong misunderstood that he was her fan. Although Qiu Ming didn't think that was the case, he still understood the basics of the world. At this time, it would be too hurtful to justify anything, and the correct choice was not to speak.

Xu Jingrong said: "Then you can play my song, my song... well, it's also very nice, right?"

Qiu Ming felt more and more that "Sister Jing Rong" was not like "Sister Jing Rong", and she was completely different from the serious and serious person before.

But since Xu Jingrong said so, Qiu Ming could only turn on Xu Jingrong's song in his mobile phone and play it. The first song was "Dai Yu Shuo".

After the familiar prelude, Xu Jingrong's pleasant voice drifted out along with the tune.

Xu Jingrong looked at Qiu Ming, and said, "Why don't we chat."

"to chat with?"

Qiu Ming was taken aback.

Xu Jingrong quickly explained: "It's just...it's just too boring, chatting will not be so boring."

"Talk... about what?"

"Why don't you talk about your affairs, that is, what happened when you were a child?"

"Things from my childhood?"

Qiu Ming thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Why don't I tell you some jokes, Sister Jing Rong?"

Since the last time he got that unnamed progress bar from Cheng Yufei by telling jokes, Qiu Ming worked hard to get stronger, secretly found a lot of cold jokes on the Internet, and wrote them down.

He felt that there was nothing to talk about when he was a child. Instead of talking about it, he might as well tell "Sister Jingrong" a few cold jokes to make her happy, and he can try his hand by the way.

Xu Jingrong thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, then you can start."

Qiu Ming cleared his throat, and started the first cold joke: "Sister Jingrong, the first one is a tricky joke. It said that in the police station, Officer Huang used a very common method to get rid of the enemy. Eyeliner, Miss Jing Rong, guess what method it is?"

"..."

Xu Jingrong shook her head blankly.

Qiu Ming said: "Officer Huang used lotion to remove the enemy's eyeliner."

"Lotion..."

Xu Jingrong stayed for a while, and finally understood, a little stunned and a little helpless.

Qiu Ming continued: "There was a girl who was very cuddly, and her previous husband was very bad. Later, she found a man who lived happily together. Do you know why?"

"..."

Xu Jingrong shook her head again.

Qiu Ming revealed: "Because that man likes to wear Nike."

There was no expression on Xu Jingrong's face. After a long silence, she said: "You...do you usually like to tell such cold jokes to people?"

Qiu Ming thought for a while and replied: "I just started collecting these cold jokes recently, sister Jing Rong, you should be the first one to hear it."

Xu Jingrong narrowed her eyes slightly, nodded and said, "Then you go ahead and say one more thing, I want to hear it."

"it is good!"

Qiu Ming blinked, looked at the top of Xu Jingrong's head, ready to continue.

He didn't have any hope at first, after all, after seeing so many people, it was only Cheng Yufei who had an unnamed progress bar appearing on his forehead.

But this time, when he opened the system interface, he found that an untitled progress bar actually appeared on Xu Jingrong's head, exactly the same as Cheng Yufei's before.

really have...

It turns out that cold jokes are useful...

Qiu Ming was a little surprised. Although he didn't know what this progress bar represented, he knew very well that the boost value that this progress bar could generate was far higher than other skill progress bars.

It seems that in the future, I have to learn to tell bad jokes, this is the only way to summon this progress bar.

(End of this chapter)