The beautiful president loves me alone

Tang Bingyan was panting slightly, the short-term lack of oxygen made her eyes lose focus, and she was a little less indifferent and forceful.

She coughed a little unnaturally: "Dr. Zhang said that I'd better stop exercising recently. I've already called my personal trainer."

They are all adults, so she can naturally understand the implication of Xu Tian's words.

Since the relationship between the two has eased, there has been no further development.

First of all, she wasn't sure if Xu Tian really accepted her, and both of them were busy with work a while ago, so they really didn't have time.

It's just that the pride engraved in her bones prevents her from doing such things as prostitution in the daytime, so she deliberately emphasizes that she must follow the doctor's advice.

"Honey, I'm not talking about ordinary sports."

Xu Tian laughed, and knew in his heart that his wife couldn't save face, so he didn't intend to go into it further: "You can only do this sport with me."

"Do? How?"

At this moment, Tang Bingyan looked a little like a small animal who was in danger and didn't know how to resist.

Xu Tian had never seen his Queen Gao Leng look like this before, and he just found it extremely novel. He narrowed the distance between the two of them again, and whispered in her ear, "I'll teach you..."

"Boom boom boom!"

However, at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Ah Wei and a middle-aged woman in a dark gray professional suit stood outside.

"Miss, the physical therapist is here!"

Mr. Tang was worried about Tang Bingyan's sleep problems, so he asked someone to hire a well-known physical therapist. It is said that this physical therapist has great experience in dealing with anxiety and insomnia symptoms.

His voice instantly disturbed the ambiguous atmosphere in the room, making the faces of the two people on the bed a little ugly.

Xu Tian didn't really want to do something today.

After all, Tang Bingyan's body at the moment is indeed not suitable for strenuous exercise.

Moreover, the first time between him and Tang Bingyan should not have been rushed without preparation.

But even if you don't really do anything, you can still charge a little interest.

Xu Tian still wanted to see Tang Bingyan, who transformed from a queen into an innocent little animal, but now he was interrupted midway, which made him very upset.

"come in."

After Tang Bingyan heard Ah Wei's voice, she quickly pushed Xu Tian away, and then propped up her upper body and leaned against the head of the bed, as if sitting upright.

Ah Wei pushed open the door and walked in with the physical therapist. After his keen insight allowed him to enter the room, he immediately noticed the strange atmosphere in the room.

He looked suspiciously at Xu Tian's face for a while, but he still didn't understand why the other party was unhappy.

Could it be that you quarreled with the eldest lady?

Unlikely, right?

Since that car accident, Xu Tian has hardly quarreled with the eldest lady.

"You ask the physical therapist to give Bingyan a comprehensive examination first, and then show me the analysis report."

After Xu Tian said that, he came out of the room.

In order to reduce the patient's defensiveness, general physical therapists will ask to be alone with the patient.

Xu Tian is not a professional, so he planned to go downstairs and ask the kitchen to prepare some snacks for Tang Bingyan.

As soon as he went downstairs, he received an email, which was a reply from the styling team he contacted before going to Lighthouse Country.

Some well-known artists in the entertainment industry have their own styling teams.

Whether it is to catch up with the announcement or the airport, street photography needs to be taken care of by the styling team.

After he took over Murong Xue, he began to choose a suitable styling team, but because he had to go to the Lighthouse Country with Tang Bingyan, he postponed this matter.

It just so happened that a person in charge of the styling team he admired came to Jiangshui on a business trip today, so Xu Tian made an appointment with him at Qingguo Entertainment.

He explained a few words to Ah Wei, and then went out to the company.

After meeting the person in charge, Xu Tian went to the practice room downstairs to visit Murong Xue, who was practicing the musical "A Dream Like a Celebration".

In the previous life, the male protagonist of "A Dream of Good Times" was Xia Yuxuan, and although the female protagonist was not a powerful singer at the queen level, and her singing skills and appearance were not as good as Murong Xue's, one of the sponsors had a boss who belonged to that female singer. Being a godfather can be regarded as a loan into the group, which Murong Xue, who has no background, can't compare with.

Therefore, in order to defeat all kinds of competitors and stand out from dozens of others, Murong Xue must rely on her own true strength.

She has to satisfy Producer Han, and can ignore a large investment for her.

After a piece of music ended, Murong Xue breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the window and picked up a thermos cup to drink water, when Xu Tian pushed open the door and walked in.

"Brother Xu!"

After Murong Xue saw Xu Tian, ​​she didn't care about drinking water, she put down her water glass and ran over.

I haven't seen her for a week, and Murong Xue has lost a lot of weight. Her current body shape is very in line with the current public aesthetics, and she can also ensure that her face will not become round in seconds on camera.

"Ah."

Xu Tian nodded: "Come and test your training results during this period."

Before he went to the Lighthouse Country, he told Murong Xue that he was going on a business trip, so no one cared about Murong Xue's classes and training during this time, it was all up to him.

Of course, Xu Tian felt that Murong Xue would never be lazy and let down this rare opportunity. Instead, he was a little worried that she was too "hardworking" and her voice was too tired to meet the requirements of Producer Han.

"Ok."

Murong Xue obediently went to find an accompanist: "Brother Xu, shall I sing you Xiao Tianhou's famous song?"

"En." Xu Tian casually pulled a chair and sat down: "Let's get started."

Murong Xue quickly adjusted the equipment and entered the accompaniment.

"The past is like the wind, how much has been left..."

Murong Xue's vocal range is very wide, and her timbre is between that of a girl's voice and that of a royal sister's. She can control a variety of styles with ease.

But as soon as Murong Xue opened his mouth today, Xu Tian discovered the problem.

Perhaps in order to perform well, Murong Xue deliberately corrected some small details in her singing skills, but in this way, she lost the truth, giving people a feeling of hesitation in technique and lack of emotion.

Just like actors are divided into academic school and experiential school, singers are also divided into winning with emotion and winning with singing skills.

A good singer naturally needs to be good in both aspects, but in fact, in the music world, it is already very rare to find someone who can do one and maximize his advantages.

What Xu Tian liked at the beginning of Murong Xue was her emotion when she sang, it was easy to move people, that should be the soul of her works.

But now that Murong Xue cares too much about skills, she no longer has that sense of astonishment.

"Pause."

Xu Tian gestured to Murong Xue.

Murong Xue paused the music in confusion, she didn't understand what was wrong with the lyrics she just said, which made Xu Tian impatient to listen to the whole song.

"Have you practiced your singing skills recently?"