Fake play with girl group C for real [Entertainment]

The recording teacher did not let Han Tianshuang go, and her will gradually became numb in the endless repetitions.

After she recorded it again, she turned her eyes outside and saw He Mingyang lowered his head and said something to the recorder, who nodded.

He Mingyang hasn't left yet?

Then, He Mingyang walked towards the door, twisted the doorknob, and walked to Han Tianshuang's side.

Han Tianshuang asked, "What's wrong?"

He Mingyang gave her a bottle of water with the cap loosened: "Moisturize your throat."

Taking a sip, Han Tianshuang felt his throat was liberated, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you buy it?"

"The broker brought it."

Han Tianshuang: ...As expected.

Seeing her down half a bottle of water in one breath, He Mingyang took the water bottle in her hand before he started to say the next sentence.

"The way you sang just now is wrong, and the pitch is not easy to get up. Come with me again."

She demonstrated it once, and Han Tianshuang followed her tune and repeated it, feeling a little easier.

He Mingyang was still dissatisfied: "Follow me and do it again."

Han Tianshuang sang along to her honestly, she sang it once, and He Mingyang led her to sing it again, without getting bored or complaining.

After an unknown number of times, He Mingyang was finally satisfied and let her go to the official recording session.

Although the effect this time was still not as good as He Mingyang's, it was much better. The recording teacher looked at Han Tianshuang and let her go: "That's it."

Han Tianshuang came out of the shed in a daze, and He Mingyang had already started recording the harmony for her.

It's a completely different feeling to look at people through a layer of glass. He Mingyang's eyes are firm, and the pupils of the pupils are shining with tiny rays of light. The rays of light are like stars in the universe disintegrating little by little, and the fragments are scattered in her eyes.

Han Tianshuang looked at her, but his thoughts went to a completely irrelevant place.

She thought: Sure enough, He Mingyang's strength is very strong.

She was not wronged.

By the time He Mingyang also came out of the recording studio, the sky had already been quietly stained with twilight.

There was no one in the company anymore, she opened the door, and in the huge silence, Han Tianshuang was standing directly opposite, apparently waiting for her.

Seeing her coming out, Han Tianshuang took the initiative to grab her arm and pulled her out: "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner today. What do you want to eat?"

"hot pot."

Han Tianshuang knocked her on the head angrily: "It will get angry, and what's the point of eating hot pot for two! I'll take you to eat steak."

He Mingyang, who often eats hot pot alone: ​​...then why did you ask her what to eat?

In the western restaurant.

Han Tianshuang looked at He Mingyang who was cutting the steak gracefully, and angrily put a mouthful of lettuce into his mouth.

He Mingyang noticed her gaze and couldn't help but ask, "Do you really only eat salad and nothing else?"

"Don't tempt me," Han Tianshuang fiercely picked up half of the cherry tomatoes, "I will record the MV in a few days. If you don't lose weight, you will be criticized by fans."

He Mingyang swallowed the steak without any psychological burden: "Oh."

"Anyway, thank you today." Han Tianshuang looked at her and said.

"No need," He Mingyang waved his hand, "If you keep recording forever, I won't be able to record your harmony either."

Han Tianshuang: ...and she was very moved.

She couldn't help but said, "Then why didn't you come in earlier?"

As soon as the words came out, Han Tianshuang regretted it. The deep meaning behind this sentence was either acting like a baby or complaining. No matter what it was, it was not what she and He Mingyang should talk about in this relationship.

It was because she was too carried away, because He Mingyang extended a kind hand to her, so she thought they had such a close relationship.

But if you have to figure it out, they are actually just teammates and the commercial CP relationship that the company forcibly binds, and the latter one seems to only reduce points.

Han Tianshuang really wanted to retract what she just said, but she couldn't. She could only think about how to get it back.

But He Mingyang didn't care, swallowed the food, and replied seriously: "You have no foundation, that method is not suitable for you, it's better to use it sparingly, it will hurt your throat for a long time."

Han Tianshuang was stunned: "So you?"

He Mingyang didn't explain any more, and continued to eat her steak.

Han Tianshuang had mixed feelings in her heart, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and when she realized it, she blurted out: "Do you remember Shi Yue?"

He Mingyang nodded: "I remember, I worked with her on the stage of "STAR" in the show."

"You said at the time that she was not good enough and her ability to withstand stress was weak. Was it true?"

"It's sincere." He Mingyang was a little puzzled at first, but when he saw her eyes, he suddenly had the desire to explain.

He Mingyang put down the knife and fork, and his tone was still so flat: "She is indeed not suitable for the idol.

"I taught her the whole dance move by hand, but she still couldn't practice well. The whole group practiced with her until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and gave her all the parts that didn't require technical content and showed her face. But the recording At the scene, she still had a car accident, and even the rest of the group couldn't get any extra points.

"After coming down, no one blamed her, and she cried out of breath. This kind of psychological quality, if she debuts, will drag down her teammates even more. It's better not to take the road of being an idol in the first place."

He Mingyang said a long paragraph at once, Han Tianshuang didn't interrupt, and listened quietly, and nodded gently at the end.

Han Tianshuang didn't ask He Mingyang why he didn't defend himself before, why he didn't tell those who scolded her these words, and didn't say anything to comfort her, and praised He Mingyang for doing the right thing.

He Mingyang doesn't need others to comfort her. The road under her feet is radiant, wide and smooth. She will always keep her spine straight and believe in every choice she makes.

The fireworks in the world are far away from her, and she will not change her heart because of other people's evaluation, so He Mingyang is He Mingyang.

Han Tianshuang thought for a while, if she was the one being interviewed, she wouldn't say such a thing even if she knew it wouldn't be edited; but she can be sure that even if He Mingyang knew in advance that this segment would be edited, she would Even when scolded, she would still say the same thing.

This is the difference between Han Tianshuang and He Mingyang.

Han Tianshuang knew that she would never become such a person, so she envied people like He Mingyang very much.

She stuffed the last mouthful of salad into her mouth and called the waiter to come over to pay the bill. The waiter glanced at the list and politely said to her, "Miss, you have already bought the bill for this table."

Han Tianshuang was a little confused for a while, wondering if she had met someone she knew.She looked at He Mingyang, who unnaturally avoided her eyes and lowered his head to stare at the food, as if he was going to stare at a hole in the plate.

After figuring out what was going on, Han Tianshuang looked at her a little funny, picked up his bag and went out, He Mingyang finished the last bite of food, and followed silently.

There were not many people on the way back to the dormitory, Han Tianshuang walked with his hands behind his back, and puffed up his face at He Mingyang: "Shouldn't I treat you to thank you?"

Her bulging cheeks looked like a little squirrel hiding nuts. He Mingyang thought it was a bit cute, but he didn't say it out.

He Mingyang thought for a while and suggested: "If you want to thank me, you should practice dancing more."

"You!" Han Tianshuang's mood was completely destroyed by her, and he picked up his bag as if to hit her.

He Mingyang glanced at the size of the bag, and obediently stood there without moving.

Han Tianshuang was upset by her: "Can't you cooperate with me in the performance?"

"How to cooperate?"

"Run to the side and get out of the way."

"Oh."

"??? Who told you to run 800 meters? Wait for me, I'm wearing high heels today!"

The pitch black has completely dyed the sky, and under the hazy night, the moonlight is gentle.

Under the street lamps, their shadows were stretched very long.