Pasta is so crazy! Exploding the entertainment industry

Chapter 250 Don’t count on our team

Yan and Xun were not too surprised by the way she came in.

He glanced at her briefly and then looked away, his eyes falling on Li Yunjia and others who were acting stiffly.

[No, this sister can also pick locks? 】

[I just tried following her actions, and now I'm calling the locksmith. 】

[Door: If you close the door, close it. Why lock it? Am I also part of your play? 】

[Yan Yuxun is not surprised at all. Do you often play tricks like this? 】

[Your ideas upstairs are dangerous! I want to watch the video! 】

[Li Yunjia plays my expression. 】

[Sister Xiao is here, Yan Yuxun, what are you pretending to be? 】

Jiang Yuxiao didn't say anything, put down the takeout, wrote a note and turned around to leave.

As for the door, she thoughtfully locked it in the opposite direction.

After Jiang Yuxiao left, Yan Yuxun was obviously relieved.

A pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes looked at the takeaway she put down, slightly lost in thought.

Li Yunjia was still confused and interrupted his thoughts: "Brother Yan, please comment on our performance just now."

Although she was stubborn, her tone was very respectful.

After all, he has a really cold temper.

The gentle side can only be shown when Jiang Yuxiao is around.

"Don't worry, let's have something to eat first." He picked up the note and put it in the palm of his hand, his voice a little more brisk.

"Okay, thank you Brother Yan, thank you Sister Xiao!"

Li Yunjia was not polite, smiled and picked up a piece of blueberry cake.

Yan Yuxun held the note in his hand and walked out of the training room with long legs.

I read the note over and over again before putting it carefully into the phone case.

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Time is running fast and it’s time for the Blink Contest.

"Sister Xiao, I'm a little nervous!" Xie Fengchu's hand holding the water glass shook like Parkinson's disease, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Silly boy, with your strength, it's others who should be nervous."

Jiang Yuxiao took the water glass from his hand and patted his shoulder gently.

Xie Fengchu gritted his teeth and said happily: "Sister Xiao, I feel much better after being comforted like this by you."

Jiang Yuxiao was defeated by the stupidity in his eyes and gave the makeup artist a look to pull the person away to fix the makeup before she paid attention to others.

Su Orong looked at her distressedly: "Sister Xiao, Xie Fengchu was kicked by a donkey when he was a child. He really can't understand the weird words. I suggest you scold him directly."

"One more thing, don't scold him too harshly. He is a douchebag." After Su Aolong said that, he ran away.

Jiang Yuxiao felt that it would be safer for her to sit at the judges' table.

After walking out of the dressing room, a smile suddenly appeared on Yan Yuxun's face when he saw Yan Yuxun standing in front of him talking on the phone.

When they reached a corner, a man suddenly rushed out so fast that he knocked Jiang Yuxiao into the wall.

The man knocked her down but didn't look back. He didn't apologize and ran away quickly.

Yan Yuxun noticed the movement behind them, turned around and saw Jiang Yuxiao leaning against the wall with his hands on his shoulders.

He ran up to her in three steps at a time, worry evident on his face.

He frowned and his voice trembled: "Yuyu, what's wrong with you?"

Afraid of causing secondary harm to her, he froze his hands in the air and did not dare to touch her.

Holding his hand, she stood up straight and smiled: "It's okay, I was hit by someone."

Yan Yuxun looked at her pale face and intuitively told him that Jiang Yuxiao was hit hard.

"You look so ugly. I'll help you go to the lounge to take a look."

He had a tough attitude, said a few more words into the headset, and helped her go to the lounge.

Jiang Yuxiao was a little helpless: "I'm fine, it's just my period."

During those two years abroad, her health was almost broken.

The problem of dysmenorrhea was also present at that time.

Seeing that he wanted to talk, he added: "The game is about to start, let's go there quickly."

"Okay, okay." Knowing that he couldn't resist her, Yan Yuxun helped her sit on the chair.

I prepared a cup of ginger tea for her, and when she came back, it was only ten minutes before the game started.

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After the host introduced the five instructors and the fifteen judges, he read a long list of advertisements to the 680 spectators present before introducing the team.

"Next up is Shen Zhiai's team, don't count on us. Their performance is that of a prehistoric giant crocodile. Let's just look forward to it!"

After the host finished speaking, he left the stage with a smile. At this time, the stage lights went out to build momentum for the next performance.

[Don’t count on our team, Shen Zhizhi, you’re a bit of a loser. 】

[It’s normal to be bad. Her team is pretty good but there’s too much infighting. Qu Wenyi used to rub edges to attract attention before, but Jiang Yuxiao gave her a scolding before she stopped. 】

[A team member still steals the spotlight? Wouldn't it be eliminated? 】

[No elimination means no elimination, but the final top ten will be selected from these people. The top three will get good endorsements and company resources, so they will naturally compete to become famous. 】

[Prehistoric giant crocodile? I'm looking forward to it. 】

[Upstairs, I'm warning you not to look forward to it yet. Let me look forward to it! 】

In the darkness, Yan Yuxun held Jiang Yuxiao's somewhat cold hand to warm her.

His index finger slowly wrote the word "ghost" on her palm, and then let go of her hand.

The movements of the two people were not big, but they had a big impact on the melon-eating audience sitting behind them.

Someone was originally coming for the two of them, and had already set up professional equipment to target the two of them.

The small gesture of holding hands can be seen in high definition on tens of thousands of devices.

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The lights change, the stage is set, and the large display screen switches to prehistoric mode.

Sheng Min took the lead and stepped forward, his deep magnetic voice resounding throughout the audience.

An agile crocodile flashed past him, and then he and the crocodile started fighting.

The crocodile was too strong, and Sheng Min was outnumbered and eventually injured and had to hide in a cave.

……

"very good!"

There was thunderous applause from all around, and several people came out holding hands to thank the audience.

This is a story about helping each other and accidentally discovering fire.

Shen Zhiai stood up and said, "I'm quite satisfied, everyone, keep working hard!"

Her beautiful eyes were shining with water, and she was obviously satisfied with the performance of several people.

The host held the card in his hand and said with a decent smile on his face: "Some of you please leave the stage and take a rest first. The scores will be announced at the end of the next group's performance."

After the two groups passed, we arrived at Jiang Yuxiao’s team.

Scene changes, singing and dancing.

Amidst the sound of silk and bamboo singing and dancing, a crisp slap sounded.

Then the singers and opera girls stopped singing the words in their hands and mouths and knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling with fear.

A Japanese singing voice came. Although I couldn't quite understand it, his anger could be seen through his tone and expression.

Xie Fengchu walked up to him humbly and stopped him from drawing his gun after saying kind words.

"boom!"

After the gunfire, the scene changes.

A woman in a red dress lies in the gray tones of the ruined mass grave.

Her voice was hoarse and her cheeks were pale. But those eyes were extraordinarily bright, staring at Dongfang with a firm voice in his mouth.

Then a pair of leather shoes appeared in front of her, and then an umbrella was placed above her head to protect her from the pouring rain.

The woman stretched out her hand to sniff her breath, and finally put the umbrella beside her, stretched out her hand to cover her eyes and asked her to close them.

The umbrella was blown up by the wind, which was very much like the crumbling troubled times.

Umbrellas floated by and the scene changed again.

A man in a suit, whose hair was meticulously groomed and sprayed with hairspray, and a woman with small feet wearing complicated wedding clothes held a wedding ceremony in the lobby.

The man's body was sprinkled with light, and the woman's thin figure was hidden in the darkness.

The magnetic and light voice expresses the man's happiness in marrying his wife.

The woman's voice was gentle and a little uneasy.

Entering the room, the man gave the woman a dictionary and a copy of the Communist Manifesto.

He said: "I hope you can become a better version of yourself. I have a greater mission."

The two of them slept together with their clothes on. The woman stared at him with her beautiful eyes for two seconds, and then she embarrassedly took the quilt to cover her blushing cheeks.

"What the proletarians lose in this revolution are only their chains, and what they gain will be the whole world."

After the subtitles, the gentle man in a suit and ties, covered in blood and prison clothes, with shackles on his hands and feet, walked decisively onto the interrogation table.

After a gunshot, he fell straight to the ground.

A pair of clear eyes stared directly at the sun above his head, and a smile on his lips mocked the invaders.

"If one me falls, there are still thousands of me!"

"My wife is pregnant again!"

"I have a name, I'm not a traitor!"

Xie Fengchu held a torch, with rows of gunpowder behind him.

The original flattery and servility have all disappeared. His eyes were clear at this time, and he held the torch with his remaining right arm, poured gasoline on his body, and fell backwards holding the torch.

Amid the flames and explosions, there was also his words: "For the people, for the country!"

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"The Communist Manifesto": What the proletarians lose in this revolution are only their chains, what they gain will be the whole world.