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Chapter 33 Hypoglycemia

After the shooting of the pre-heating advertisement is the shooting of the promotional poster.

Compared with singing and dancing training, filming is more exhausting, especially An Min and Suoya, who need to step on high heels, are limping when walking back to the dormitory at night.An Min brazenly relied on Ou Yan, relying on the child's strength, let the child carry him back, and then grabbed the bathroom to take a bath, and after the bath, he became a paralyzed ooze on the bed. Often at this time, Ou Yan would take the medicine Massage her feet with oil, the technique is professional enough to hypnotize.

This made Sonia often tease: "I don't know who is older between you two, and I don't know who is the captain of our team."

In this regard, Ou Yan and An Min looked at each other and smiled. Ou Yan also handed out the plaster bag in his hand. Now he has taken care of all the sprains and bruises, so that he can be in the best condition when playing songs.Sonia and Joe graciously put the plaster on the uncomfortable parts, and the whole dormitory smelled cool.

In the studio, the photographer smelled this special smell and sighed depressedly: "Why does it smell like plaster? What's wrong with you?" Seeing the team members shrugging helplessly, the photographer understood, hey, To dance is to be wounded.

For the best photogenic effect, Yang Xiwen now prohibits the team members from eating breakfast, for fear that if they eat a little more, their faces will become swollen and their stomachs will become prominent.So the four of them trembled more than the other at the shooting scene. Sonia sighed sadly: "Joe, look at my hands, do you have Parkinson's?"

"Hypoglycemia, open your mouth." Joe picked out a coffee toffee and stuffed it into Sonia's mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay." Sonia patted her chest with lingering fear. They are singers, not models. Singing requires strength, dancing requires strength, and shooting also requires strength. If you don't eat, you will die.

An Min looked at the two of them, then looked at her trembling hands, then turned her head and asked Ou Yan, "Does Yanyan want candy?"

"No." Ou Yan is fine. When she was practicing in Shaolin Temple, she often skipped breakfast and dinner. The only lunch was vegetarian. She had already developed a stomach that could eat more or less.

An Min leaned against her, waiting for the shooting to start, she sighed in a low voice: "Oh, our debut during the Spring Festival makes us look like a Lunar New Year movie."

"Maybe, more people will pay attention during the Spring Festival." Ou Yan whispered casually.

"Well, it makes sense." An Min agrees, everyone stays at home during the Spring Festival, and a new girl group will naturally attract more attention, just like a movie on the New Year's Eve, the box office is always much better than usual.

After a short break, the four continued to shoot.

There are cameras for shooting, and there are also cameras for singing and dancing. The teacher will show them the video over and over again, pointing out the details, in order to cultivate the team members' sense of camera.The days passed quickly, the team members went back to the dormitory and fell asleep, there was no time to see what day it was, and there were still a few days before their debut.

Rehearse, rehearse, rehearse.

No one complained of suffering, no one complained of being tired, the four of them gritted their teeth and survived the final hardship together.

High-intensity preparation, the result is that everyone is thinner than one.Yang Xiwen saw it in her eyes and felt distressed in her heart. She arranged for the first performance of DreamGirl's upcoming debut: the KQ family concert, the location is overseas, economy class class, no assistants, only accompanied by a manager.

As the captain, An Min expressed her understanding, yes, she is not well-known, and no one knows her when she flies economy class.She patted her own face, which was thin and skinny instead of the shiny and smooth one in the past.Startled, she grabbed Ou Yan's hand, held her face nervously and asked, "Where's my little round face?"

Before Ou Yan could answer, Suoya took the lead: "You became melon-faced a month ago."

An Min cried out in grief and lay down on the table. The little round face is so cute and friendly, and the melon-seeded face has really become Miss Yu. Has she eaten less recently?No way, how could you lose weight so quickly!

"It's okay, it's beautiful." Ou Yan comforted, rubbed her head, and said it was a lie that she didn't feel bad.