All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

"Long time no see, we are together again."

Seeing Ning Yan approaching, Wen Qiujin was happy and couldn't wait to pull him to sit down.

"Long time no see, Xiao Jin."

Ning Yan smiled and said hello. From Wen Qiujin's perspective, she could just see the stars in the girl's eyes, and couldn't help but blush slightly.

When she met Ning Yan for the first time, she wanted to say, how can someone be so good-looking with a cold face and a smile?

It was 9 o'clock in the morning, and the opening time announced by the program group was at 09:30.

Nearly a hundred seats were not filled, at least half of the people had not come, and the huge performance hall seemed a bit empty.

The two of them got together and chatted briefly, Wen Qiujin glanced at the people around him, lowered his voice and approached Ning Yandao:

"Let me tell you, when I just came here, I heard several directors of the program group chatting. It seems that Teacher Yang Yue will be in charge of this variety show recording!"

"Teacher Yang Yue?"

Ning Yan was really surprised.

Wen Qiujin nodded: "Yes, I really heard it, and the few people who came in behind heard it too."

In the book, Yang Yue was only invited by the program group to be a judge during the audition, but did not participate in the subsequent recording of the program.

However, there are rumors that the program group has invited her many times, but she has been rejected, and bluntly said that the content of this program is gaudy, and there is no need to participate.

But that was just a rumor after all, Yang Yue is now in charge of this show, in a sense, it can be regarded as a great help to Ning Yan.

Whether it's strength or qualifications, Meng Xicheng and Yang Yue are not comparable at all. With Yang Yue around, Meng Xicheng should restrain himself a lot.

In fact, she didn't care which group she would be assigned to. In Ning Yan's eyes, since she came with the original owner's wish, she had to do her best.

Wen Qiujin didn't notice the change in Ning Yan's expression.

Thinking of Yang Yue's sharp words to herself during the audition, I still feel a little numb to this day.

"Hey, tell me, will Teacher Yang Yue come up and scold us half to death?"

Wen Qiujin rested her chin on her hands and leaned her elbows on the edge of the chair. She was still a little apprehensive, "I was severely criticized by her before, and when I see her on the stage, I don't even know how to open my voice."

Ning Yan stretched out her hand and patted Wen Qiujin's arm, and comforted her in a gentle voice: "Think about it differently, although she criticized you, she gave you a place again, which means that in her opinion, you are also very good." .”

Wen Qiujin's eyelids drooped, and she sighed softly: "It makes sense, if it's true."

When she came to participate in this program, she got objection from her father, especially the step-sister who always looked down on her, belittled her both inside and outside, and told her not to be ashamed.

Whenever Wen Qiujin thought of these nonsense things, she became annoyed and her face was full of sadness.

Ning Yan could only comfort her softly: "Don't worry, since you're here, you can't let yourself have any regrets."

After a while, people began to enter the performance hall.

More than half of the seats that were originally vacant were filled to capacity within five to six minutes.

Several staff members escorted five men and women from the backstage aisle, and went straight to the first row of jury seats.

Before Ning Yan could see who those people were, she heard "Mengxi City" being shouted one after another from around.

His influence is so great that there are nearly a hundred players in the audience, and most of them are his fans.

Although the volume was deliberately lowered at this moment, it was still a mess in my ears, very noisy.

Wen Qiujin shook her head lightly, and sighed: "They are too crazy."

Ning Yan glanced at her, "Aren't you his fan?"

"I don't fan him! How could I fan him!"

Wen Qiujin almost jumped up, as if she noticed the indecent movement, she restrained herself and shrank back on the chair.

The Wen and Meng families are also considered family friends. When they were young, they lived close together. Wen Qiujin would often go to listen to Meng Xicheng playing the piano.

There was a five or six year age gap between them, and after knowing each other for a long time, Wen Qiujin naturally knew how strange Meng Xicheng was.

In addition, Lu Qingqing saw that everyone was an imaginary enemy, and Wen Qiujin was tricked many times by her and that annoying step-sister for no reason.

Not to mention being his fan, even if she meets him on the road, she has to take a detour.

"Look at the one on the far left of the jury, do you see that?"

Wen Qiujin pointed to the audience, Ning Yan looked in her direction, and saw a young man in dark blue Hanfu.

He didn't tie his hair up, but he acted like an ancient man. He wore small round glasses with a silver chain on each side.

Ning Yan's eyelids trembled, inexplicably thinking of the glasses on Chu Ming's face, if she didn't bring her mobile phone when she came to the performance hall, she would definitely take a photo and send it to him to see how to wear the glasses correctly.

Ning Yan asked: "I saw it, then what?"

"That's the big guy in the Gufeng circle, He Chuan." Wen Qiujin rubbed his hands together, looking a little excited, "Speaking of fans, I actually quite like him, his songs are amazing."

Ning Yan has a little impression of the name He Chuan. He is in his early thirties, and he is said to be ancient, but he is more inclined to the national style.

The works are small but the first ones are high-quality ones. One person undertakes the lyrics, composition and even the post-mixing stage. He is humble and a person with both ability and political integrity.

The original book focuses on the love and hatred between Meng Xicheng and the original owner, and this kind of boss is just passing through without explaining it in detail.

Ning Yan had an idea in her heart.

Soon it was 09:30.

The program group was preparing to start at any time, and when the camera panned to the audience, one seat was still vacant.

The director was about to lose his temper when he was reminded of the serial number on the chair by the scene manager, and most of his anger subsided immediately.

I was in a hurry to get someone to call, and it wasn't until 15 minutes later that the owner of this serial number arrived late.

Lu Qingqing came in from the backstage passage unhurriedly, and the staff at the side saw her and hurriedly surrounded her to fix her hair.

"Qingqing, why are you here so late?"

Yang Yue paid attention to the concept of time, and agreed that 09:30 should start at 09:30. Seeing that Lu Qingqing was late and not in a hurry, she couldn't help being a little dissatisfied.

Lu Qingqing came to Mengxi City to participate in this show.

As for being accepted as an apprentice by Yang Yue, it was a windfall.

Yang Yue took a fancy to her voice, and she just needed the status of Yang Yue's apprentice to approach Mengxi City without any scruples during the recording of the show.

Lu Qingqing was used to being unscrupulous. Seeing that the recording hadn't been made yet, she simply walked behind Meng Xicheng, put her arms on the back of his chair, and smiled at Yang Yue like a flower.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang. I just practiced my voice in the lounge, so I didn't pay attention to the time."

The little assistant who followed her dared not speak.

Lu Qingqing wasn't practicing her vocals at all, but was resting. When the time was approaching, the assistant reminded her and was scolded by her.

Sure enough, Yang Yue liked this very much.

Seeing Lu Qingqing's remarks, she was not easy to get angry, so she nodded to signal her to go to her seat quickly.

About a hundred people in the audience were all waiting for her.

But Lu Qingqing was not in a hurry, she squeezed Meng Xicheng's shoulder with her hand, and said in a sweet voice, "Xicheng, don't you want to say cheer to me?"

Meng Xicheng took the hands off his shoulders uncomfortably, his face turned ugly for a moment, then he returned to normal, and said lightly, "Come on."

Lu Qingqing was happy, and left the judges' seat with a soft snort.

"Wow, Brother Meng, that little girl has an unusual relationship with you."

The one who spoke was Sitting next to Meng Xicheng was Song Yang, the very popular singing and dancing boy idol.

Zhang Ziyuan next to Yang Yue also had a meaningful expression on his face, "Mr. Yang's new apprentice is not simple."

"Young junior sister from the same school, and a younger sister whom the family has known since childhood, she should take care of her."

Meng Xicheng didn't have much expression on his face, and he said a few words, as if he didn't want to talk about it.

The two of them didn't ask any more questions.

On the contrary, Yang Yue let out a casual snort from her nasal cavity, as if she disagreed with his words.