When the vase hits the shadow queen [GL]

Woke up before dawn, went back to the room to sleep at midnight, and played a 10-minute video with Shen Youqing.

training, video chat, training...

Zhao Ningxi's days in the training camp passed quickly.

Tomorrow is the day to choose a song, she spread out on the bed, like a salted fish, too tired to speak.

I sent a message to Shen Youqing, but there was no reply, so I guess I'm still filming.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, the voice of the video phone rang.

"Qing?!"

After seeing the face of the person in the video clearly, Zhao Ningxi suddenly became sober. She held the phone and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with your face? Is it okay?"

Shen Youqing on the phone smiled: "I'm not injured, this is the wound of the painting."

"Scared me." Zhao Ningxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she knew that getting hurt during filming was inevitable, she was so frightened when she saw a big bright red gash suddenly appear on Shen Youqing's face.

"Are you tired?"

Zhao Ningxi squinted her eyes and responded. Although Ms. Miao looks good at talking, she is actually very strict in training. She not only has singing skill training, but also physical training.

It is said that her health is not good enough, her energy is insufficient, and she will have difficulty singing high notes.

Although Zhao Ningxi didn't think that her body could improve much in fifteen days, she still completed the tasks assigned by the teacher with quality and quantity as required.

So I don't want to say anything when I'm tired now.

"Shen!"

Zhao Ningxi heard a female voice calling Shen Youqing in an awkward tone in the video.

She was lying on the bed: "Is there something I need to find you, you go, I'm asleep."

Shen Youqing glanced back, made a gesture of hissing, and then turned to her and said, "Good night."

"Good night."

After saying this, Zhao Ningxi fell into a deep sleep.

Forgot to turn off the video.

……

Seeing her hang up the phone, the medical staff immediately walked over with the box.

"Shen, I'm sorry for your injury, but you have to go to the hospital for treatment now, and I can only give you a simple disinfection."

Shen Youqing raised his face and exposed the wound in front of her: "Thank you very much."

……

The next day, when it was time to submit the song titles for the preliminary competition, Zhao Ningxi's tangled face was wrinkled into a bun.

She wanted to choose songs with more impact, because almost all the contestants who participated in the competition in the past chose such songs.

A common advantage of this kind of songs is that even if the skills are insufficient, as long as the high notes are sung, they can still give people a great shock.

But Teacher Miao didn't advise her to do so.

She thinks that Zhao Ningxi's voice is better than changing, and the treble area is her weakness. If she blindly pursues the pitch to enhance the appeal of the scene, she will be at a disadvantage in front of other contestants who also choose such songs. .

But Ms. Miao didn't force it, and she was the one who made the final choice.

After thinking about it all morning, Zhao Ningxi finally followed Teacher Miao's advice and chose a song that suits him.

Before the competition, the contestants do not know the songs sung by other people. Unless the submitted repertoire is repeated, the organizer will notify the two to negotiate and see who makes a concession and changes to another song, or both of them change to another song .However, this has never happened except in the first season.

But that night, Zhao Ningxi still knew Yao Hong's song.

Of course, Yao Hong also knows her repertoire.

"I really didn't expect you to choose this song." Yao Hong was a little surprised, but there was nostalgia in her eyes: "Your mother also liked to sing this song very much. At that time, we sang it every day after class... we two still formed a group. We formed a band called Honghui Group."

Listening to her telling interesting stories about Zhao's mother and her when she was young, Zhao Ningxi fell in love accidentally.

Only then did she know that Zhao's mother was so crazy when she was young, and she also had a lively youth.

"Your mother sings well and dances beautifully. She is the literary and art committee member of our class. People often write love letters to her. I was jealous at that time, and she secretly tore it up."

Zhao Ningxi covered her mouth and giggled, "Aunt Hong was so beautiful when she was young, there must be someone who wrote you a love letter."

"I'm not beautiful. Compared to your mother, I'm not beautiful at all." She commented on herself like this, but Zhao Ningxi didn't think that although the two women had completely different styles, they each had their own beauty.If her mother was a lily, Yao Hong would be a rose, one blooming quietly and the other blooming brilliantly, but they are all extremely beautiful flowers.

"At that time, the boys in our class were afraid of me and called me the Queen of Demons behind my back." Talking about the past, Yao Hong had a reminiscing smile on her face: "It's not that I didn't receive the love letter, but your mother hates me for tearing it up." Her love letter also tore up mine, so I never received a love letter from that school boy again."

Zhao Ningxi couldn't imagine Zhao's mother tearing up Yao Hong's love letter because she was angry.

But thinking about it, I think it must be very interesting.

"Hey, I wish I hadn't transferred schools back then." Yao Hong sighed: "Otherwise your mother would definitely be able to go to college, and she wouldn't have been cheated by that man at a young age."

"Aunt Hong, this matter is not your responsibility." Zhao Ningxi comforted her to relax. Originally, who would have imagined such a thing, she sat cross-legged on the bed and said with a smile: "Look at how my mother is doing now. Is it good? By the way, I heard that you two have an appointment to go to Disney Park?"

"Yeah." Yao Hong nodded, not sure if it was Zhao Ningxi's illusion, Yao Hong's face seemed to be a little red: "We have lived for most of our lives, and we haven't played anywhere yet, so we made an appointment to meet each other. Hang out together, travel and travel, not only go to Disney, if work is not busy, I will walk around with your mother."

Zhao Ningxi naturally supports her idea in every possible way. After all, it is boring for mother to stay at home alone. If two friends can go out to play together, life will definitely become much more interesting.

It was already late when Yao Hong was sent away, Zhao Ningxi yawned, and wanted to check the time of the phone, but found that it had automatically turned off, so he didn't care, shrank into the quilt, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep go to sleep.

But she always felt like she forgot something...

The Forgotten Shen Youqing: "..."

Run, boost, jump.

Shen Youqing's body is like a nimble swallow, flying from the two-meter-high wall to the other side with a single swipe.

The camera zooms in quickly with her movements.

She turned around sharply and threw a wooden box viciously in the direction of the camera.

"OK!"

After shooting a long shot of the chase at once, the director gave her a thumbs up with a smile on his face.

Shen Youqing smiled, but took a sip of the water that was handed over during the day.

Before she could sit down, the blond woman with the medical kit rushed over.

"Hey, don't worry." Shen Youqing made a stop motion: "Wait for me to take a rest."

"No, sit down quickly and let me check your wound. It won't get better if the wound gets worse after being covered for a long time."

Shen Youqing had no choice but to sit down with her face forward, allowing her to carefully wipe off the dust with a wet towel.

Without the cover of dust, under the wiping of alcohol, something similar to skin appeared on Shen Youqing's face and began to curl.

Gently torn it off, revealing the wound with several stitches inside.

Fortunately, the wound was a little white, but it seemed to heal well and was not affected too much.

The blond woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"You should ask for leave." She said: "This wound is too serious, be careful to leave scars in the future."

"Hmm..." Shen Youqing didn't care too much. Although scars have a great influence on actors, she doesn't rely on her appearance for a living. Even with scars, there are still many roles she can play: "Delia, you don't have to So nervous."

Delia glared at her: "Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?"

Shen Youqing raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, I was wrong, I'll listen to you."

Only then did Delia look away, opened her medical box, and cleaned Shen Youqing's wound.

Although the latter turned his face up to one side, he did not forget to hold the phone with the other hand and opened the WeChat interface.

Delia pressed heavily on her hand, and the sudden pain almost caused Shen Youqing to drop her phone to the ground: "Well, Delia, is this considered murder?"

"Calling your little girlfriend?" she asked.

"Yeah." Shen Youqing sent a kissing expression, but there was no reply, she smiled: "It should be asleep."

Even so, the way she looked at the phone was full of tenderness.

Delia moved her eyes away from her face, pursed her lips heavily, and the expression on her face didn't look too good.

Bai Tian, ​​who just got the takeaway ordered from Chinatown, shifted his eyes nonchalantly, pretending that he didn't see the scene just now.

Anyway, it's not his peach blossom, so he doesn't bother to care about it.Let Shen Youqing have a headache.

"Hey, Delia." A tall white male greeted, "My leg is hurt, can you help me?"

Delia had already changed Shen Youqing's medicine, and after telling her not to put the covering on until the last time she needed to put on makeup, she got up and walked over. The man stretched out his leg, and there was a bruise about the size of a palm on it. .

She stretched out her high heels and kicked: "Brandon, a real man shouldn't scream about such a small injury."

Brandon fell down pretending to be weak, with a look like I was hurt.

Unexpectedly, what he got in return was not the beauty's careful care, but a back view of leaving indifferently.

Seeing Delia walk away, Brandon sat up again, and said to Shen Youqing, "It's really different treatment."

Shen Youqing shrugged: "Probably you are too romantic and affectionate."

"That's not it." Brandon denied, and sat beside her with a friendly face: "Hey, tell me, how did you get Delia to like you?"

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Zhao Ningxi: "..." There are thousands of rivals in love.Exhausted.