In the studio.

The dance music is exciting.

All the audience posed in a stance of tilting back and looking up at the huge and complex ceiling lights above the stage in a daze.

The blue rag and the white rag show some blurred colors under the blue light.

Qu Han, who was half a head taller than her, was lying in Yang Mingzhe's arms. His toes pressed the safety rope on the ceiling lamp, stretched his body straightened and stretched it out, holding rags in his hands, and gently circling around the ceiling lamp.

Two rags were spinning in her hands, flying rapidly on the rooftops covered by blue and white lights.

Ballet echoes throughout the studio.

The audience suddenly became silent.

Director: "...It's not that I'm passive and lazy. In this situation, unless I don't want this show, I will directly broadcast an accident, shut down a power, and blacken the screen, it will be useless no matter how much I hide it."

Several staff members of the director team had long been "betrayed" and stared at Yang Yuying almost fascinated.

The few audiences closest to the stage in the audience couldn't help but stand up and look up hard.

The director sighed: "It's like a graceful butterfly lying on the top lamp... The young people are really amazing nowadays. Are they so modest and low-key? She must be from an acrobatic troupe, but no one knows."

Several other guests suddenly entered the state of salted fish, staring at the rock wall, and kept applauding, and they stopped crawling, and they slipped out, standing steadily and steadily on the stage.

The two hosts turned their heads and stared at them, looking discouraged.

Lu Lan looked at Xiao Kaiwu and said, "Xiao Daxing, are you no match?"

Xiao Kaiwu blinked: "Why do I go on the ground and just do whatever I want to dance ballet?"

Wang Yuan: "...You are an idol, so you are not motivated and surrender without comparing. Is it appropriate? Are you afraid that your fans will be disappointed?"

Xiao Kaiwu was obviously absent-minded, and his eyes always fell on Yang Yuying and Qu Han: "My fans are all beautiful fans. As long as I don't disfigure my face, they will never be disappointed. Last time I played a domineering president, even I know that I played a cool and cold male god into a funny guy who only roars with his mouth open. As a result, my fans can still praise him as a flower, without any disgust. I guess I won't make things difficult for me now."

In the audience, many fans who were playing the Xiao Kaiwu light card laughed and said, "Yes, yes, Xiao Wuwu, don't go up and get in the way, it will affect our appreciation of the beauty!"

Wang Yuan: "...Forget it, director, I really did my best. If you always like to deduct the bonus, just deduct it."

Only Fang Zhuo, who was hanging on the rock wall, hesitated and hesitated. He didn't know whether to struggle or go straight down. Just as he was thinking, Yang Yuying pulled Qu Han to fly past him with one hand and smiled at him. Fang Zhuo was dizzy and slid on the rock wall and gasped. After a while, he climbed down in shame.

Yang Yuying carefully danced while wiping away the blue and white areas, which was considered to have completed her and Qu Han's task.

It landed easily after a few minutes.

The two hosts looked at the time and tears instantly flowed down. Wang Yuan cried while hesitating: "It ended too quickly. Will the next twenty minutes of program time become garbage time?"

Lu Lan looked at the roof. At this time, the ceiling lights went out and the surrounding lights were on. Everyone in the studio stared at the roof.

"puff!"

After a while, laughter came from the audience.

Lu Lan endured it and said softly: "Director, cameraman, can you stop exposing your own shortcomings?"

The entire roof presents a very wonderful picture.

There is a papaya-shaped place in the middle and left and right of the ceiling lamp. It is very clean and clear, but there are dust in other places, and there are some small insects... specimens?

All the walls of the roof look very strange.

One piece is clean, one piece is dirty, and the clean is surrounded by a dirty center, otherwise it will be an arc, with the left side and the right side.

"It's better to be dirty, at least it's the same color. Now it's half dirty and half clean, can it just force obsessive-compulsive disorder to death?"

The director smiled bitterly.

Lu Lan also stared at Yang Yuying and finally had to talk to her. Of course, she was actually quite willing. Who doesn’t like beauty?

"Mingzhe, we can't wipe it all at once. I think you're doing it very lightly."

"You hire a cleaning job, and at least you have to pay your salary. I took the guest's salary. How could I be too embarrassed to do cleaning jobs? I always have to leave a bowl of rice for others."

Yang Yuying smiled and said, "Besides, if I rush to do other guests' affairs, wouldn't it be boring?"

Two hosts: “…”

The director sat behind the display screen, quietly picked up a cigarette, stuffed it in his mouth and lit it, took a long sip, sprayed out a beautiful smoke ring, and muttered to himself: "Haha, I announce that this talent competition will be successfully concluded, and the final winner Yang Mingzhe will complete the final challenge."

Until the end of the show, Yang Yuying was the focus of everyone's attention.

This time, the photographers honestly arranged various close and remote lenses for her, as if they wanted to make up for all the neglects in the first ten minutes.

Yang Yuying couldn't help but touch her arm. Although she was not afraid of people, she was quite sensitive to other people's gaze. At this moment, she simply felt that she was about to be patted and she was about to peel off her face.

After the live broadcast ended, Yang Yuying and several guests were waiting honestly to sign and take photos for the fans. For a while, the studio was very noisy.

A group of unsatisfied spectators quickly glanced online and found that topics such as "Ballet in the air", "Ballet and Cleaning", and "Yang Mingzhe Rock Climbing" quietly climbed onto the hot search list, and the climbing speed was quite fast. With this attitude, it seemed that it would not take long to climb to the top ten.

Wang Tong led his team to stand outside the door, so excited that he wanted to roll on the spot. He picked up his phone and kissed him several times.

"I was wrong. It seems that Xiao Zhang always has reliable times. He doesn't just make trouble. I hope he will continue to work hard."

While talking, Yang Yuying left the studio door. It was already a little late now, so she refused Qu Han's suggestion to eat hot pot.

"Go back and make up for your beauty sleep."

Yang Yuying first tore Qu Han off her body and stuffed it to her agent.

The agents of the two families protected their artists separately, and looked at each other with a sense of intimacy aroused. They immediately exchanged various private contact information, even if they maintained their connections for their artists.

Through the safety passage and exiting the back door, Yang Yuying watched Qu Han get on the car first before getting on the nanny car.

Wang Tong covered Yang Yuying with a blanket, adjusted her headrest, and murmured: "Sleep, hurry up and sleep for a while, I can't rest tomorrow, I have to go to the audition, I have to go to school the day after tomorrow. I think you only sleep for more than five hours a day, and you are still healthy, so what's going on?"

Yang Yuying listened to her nagging, her thoughts gradually became empty, her blood and blood flowed with the spiritual energy, and her fatigue in her limbs and bones was gradually relieved.

Wang Tong's voice seemed to have turned into a lullaby, but it was not very effective.

There was a time when snowflakes floated outside the window, and the snowflakes were shattered. The white mist spread on the car window. Yang Yuying was distracted and her fingers unknowingly outlined a painting on the window.

Just a few strokes, they are vivid.

It was a corner of her study. Official Lin was sitting on the table. A little maid behind him was holding his hair. She and Xia Zhiming were sitting at the table playing chess.

Yang Yuying came to her senses and laughed, and wiped off the painting on the window.

"Don't wipe it!"

Wang Tong screamed in pain, then sighed, "Luckily I took it."

She quickly turned on her phone, adjusted a little, and posted the video to Weibo - "Xiao Ming's journey back is boring, and he can play with a piece of glass!"

Yang Yuying: “…”

Wang Tong smiled and said, "You have to check in and sign in at any time and contribute your beauty at any time. Fans are not at all in love. If you want to maintain your attractiveness to them, you must always give benefits."

It was already 9:30 pm. It was cold in winter nights, but there were still many pedestrians on the streets. Except for the elderly, most men and women were still in the leisurely and happiest time of the day.

Wang Tong posted this Weibo post and instantly burst out a bunch of idle people surfing the Internet.

"The painting is so beautiful, Xiao Ming is such a treasure girl."

"The Magic City Academy of Fine Arts here to send an invitation. The Chinese Painting Department needs you, my goddess!"

"The Imperial Capital Academy of Fine Arts expressed dissatisfaction. Xiao Ming must be my junior."

"I just want to know if the little brother in Xiao Ming's words has a prototype. The smell is really greedy."

Yang Yuying suddenly remembered Guan Lin.

In the long river of fate, Lin Guan is walking his path.

The marshal has also entered a new, unknown journey of life.

Every reunion is a miracle in life.

Yang Yuying didn't know when she started, she got used to meeting and parting. When she met, she lived up to each other, and parting seemed less terrible.

Life is just ordinary.

However, there is always a moment when it is late at night and people suddenly feel lost. She will feel a little lonely and miss certain people and certain things.

Yang Yuying adjusted her position and was about to continue sleeping, but she suddenly sat up and said sternly: "Stop!"

The driver was startled and stepped on the brakes.

Yang Yuying pushed open the car door with one hand, grabbed Wang Tong's cell phone with the other, and suddenly threw out an arc.

Bang-bang!

The sound of the whistle startled.

The headlights make the outside light as bright as day.

There was a turn not far ahead, and the oncoming truck tire exploded instantly, shifting its direction suddenly, piercing straight into the safety forest on the side of the road, and extinguishing the fire.

The company's driver was so scared that his face turned pale.

Wang Tong couldn't even move.

Yang Yuying got out of the car by herself and went to check the driver of the truck: "Drunk driving, no major injuries, just because she was shocked and fainted."

Wang Tong gasped heavily and quickly called the traffic police with trembling trembling.
To be continued...