Fake play with girl group C for real [Entertainment]

Downstairs from Shengshi Entertainment's practice room, a black Bentley drove to the door without a sound, and then stopped.

He Mingyang came down from the side door of the car wearing sunglasses, and was about to go straight into the building when the butler also came down, took out a beautifully packaged box, and handed it to her, but He Mingyang didn't pick it up right away, just looked at him, expressing himself doubts.

The butler explained: "This is the dessert I specially asked the chef to make this morning. I made it according to your taste. You don't have many chances to eat this kind of dessert in the company."

Although this Miss He belongs to the wealthy class and is a veritable rich second generation, she does not have too high requirements for material desires. She belongs to the type of keeping what she has, and not wanting what she has, but that is also her in the eyes of outsiders. The housekeeper watched her grow up, so he naturally knew her secret preferences.

Probably no one would believe it. He Mingyang, who looks so cool that he can freeze to death, actually loves sweets very much. The birthday cake needs to be doubled with sugar. People will lose their teeth after eating two bites. She can eat half of it by herself. layer.

The housekeeper also thought about her, so he specially ordered a box of sweetened desserts for her. After all, the same kind of food outside may be no different from plain water in He Mingyang's mouth, and they are all bland and tasteless.

As a result, the housekeeper made a mistake in his judgment this time. He Mingyang took the box, pondered for a few seconds, and frowned: "Is there anything less sweet?"

The butler's first reaction was to be stunned, and the alarm sounded in his heart. He didn't expect that people in their twenties could change their food preferences in one day, from being addicted to sweets to being less enthusiastic. It is really hard to predict.

But it was too late to think about anything, and the butler could only answer honestly: "This time it is customized according to your previous request. If you want something that is not sweet, there are a few matcha cakes."

"Okay," He Mingyang didn't want to say much, took the box and took a step forward, before leaving, he said one last sentence: "Next time, I will send you two servings, one serving will be the same as today, and one serving will contain less sugar."

The butler's eyebrows trembled, and he replied: "Yes."

Seeing her figure disappear around the corner, the housekeeper straightened up with a little relief on his face.

It seems that it's not that the taste has changed, it's that the eldest lady has made friends.

In the slowly ascending elevator car, He Mingyang looked at the box in his hand.

According to the experience of the last buffet, Han Tianshuang doesn't like desserts very much, but it may also be for the sake of body management.

He Mingyang didn't quite understand why there was a need to control Han Tianshuang's figure, and he didn't understand why there are women in the world who don't like desserts, but this doesn't prevent her from wanting to share her favorite things with Han Tianshuang.

Looking at Han Tianshuang's Weibo in the morning, she seems to be working hard, so she should reward her with dessert.

She walked to the familiar practice room familiarly, and opened the door, but it was emptier than she expected.

He Mingyang went in and scanned around a few times before seeing a certain small body curled up in a corner.

She walked over, and the other party covered his head with a coat, and the thin clothes fit tightly to his body, obviously unable to resist the decreasing temperature outside, looking a little pitiful.

It was only now that He Mingyang realized how much Han Tianshuang had lost, and his body was almost out of shape just by looking at it.

After being poked twice by an external force, Han Tianshuang woke up leisurely. When he woke up, he opened his eyes. The first picture was He Mingyang's cold face, and he almost jumped up in shock.

Frightened by this, Han Tianshuang spoke incoherently: "When did you come here?"

"Just now." Seeing her instinctive resistance, He Mingyang was inexplicably disappointed, and he couldn't express his concern at all, so he said coldly, "How was your training today?"

She was disappointed, and Han Tianshuang's heart was even colder. Whenever a person was woken up from sleep, the first sentence he heard was to ask about the progress of the work, and his mood would not get better.

Old and new grudges welled up in his heart, Han Tianshuang's expression also faded, and he pushed his hair behind his ears: "I have something to discuss with you."

"You said."

Han Tianshuang lowered his head, not looking at the other person's expression: "I don't want to train anymore."

Then there was an unbearable silence, and it took He Mingyang a while to say: "Do you want to give up?"

Han Tianshuang felt a little embarrassed when she directly exposed the fact that she tried so hard to whitewash it, but he relaxed instead: "Yes."

"No."

He didn't even care about it, and he didn't even ask her the reason, just being denied, Han Tianshuang's temper also came up: "Why?"

When asked by her, He Mingyang was also a little at a loss, yes, why?

She couldn't think of the reason why she insisted on doing this, but she didn't want Han Tianshuang to give up, and finally found a high-sounding reason to prevaricate.

"Because we are in a bonded relationship, your strength cannot be too bad."

Isn't this the equivalent of pointing at her nose and scolding her for dragging her feet?Han Tianshuang's anger erupted in his heart, and with the blood circulation, his body went round and round and rushed into his brain. The words he said lost his reason, and it was not like what the gentle and rational Han Tianshuang said: "What's the matter?" relation?"

She gave a sour smile, causing He Mingyang to look up at her, and the sight made her less courageous, but she couldn't take back the following words: "Anyway, no matter how hard I practice, I can't compare to you, It's a good thing for you that the level of foil is a bit worse."

The malice contained in these words was actually a bit harsh, but He Mingyang's brain circuit slowed down a bit, and he failed to match her true emotions. Instead, he thought that Han Tianshuang was just frustrated because of her poor strength.

The most feared thing in this world is the kind of person who thinks he understands what others mean when he is communicating with a duck, but He Mingyang not only thinks he understands, but also goes a step further, trying to explain to a woman who is on the verge of collapse reason.

"Do you remember your speech the night of the finals?"

This topic was diverted to thousands of miles away in an instant, and Han Tianshuang waited for her to continue talking in a daze.

"You said at the time, let the audience take a closer look at the players who were eliminated. They may not be worse than you, but in the end we made our debut."

"Yes, that's what I said."

He Mingyang: "There are seven spots for debut, you are No.2 in the group."

"so what?"

"Those players are stronger than you, but you made your debut, but they didn't." He Mingyang's eyes were pure like a child's, making people feel hatred for no reason and unable to vent it, "So, if you don't train hard, The strength will always be the same as before, not only failing those eliminated players, but also your fans."

A set of combos, simply and neatly, directly taken away.

He Mingyang thought he was very rational in his analysis, but every sentence pierced Han Tianshuang's lungs. Han Tianshuang endured and endured, and finally he didn't rush to interrupt her when she was talking, and staged a dance studio love affair with the other party. Beans are talking about each other's head and gossip.

However, He Mingyang still felt that what he said was very reasonable, so he fell silent after speaking, and looked at Han Tianshuang speechlessly, with an expression that seemed to say "Why don't you admit your mistake".

It is impossible to admit mistakes, Han Tianshuang just wanted to vomit the real fire of samadhi on the spot and set the dance practice room on fire. She felt that her whole body was trembling uncontrollably from the strands of her hair to her toes. angry.

Han Tianshuang went through all the cheats of Zuan in his heart, but he finally uttered a sentence, the tone was empty and resentful that he didn't expect: "You always think of me like this?"

This sentence sounds weird, not so much as a rebuttal, but more like a quarrel between young couples.Han Tianshuang made an unsuccessful trill from his throat: "Yes, I have made my debut. Is this my fault? Could it be that someone gave me this opportunity?"

The unspeakable pain made her clench her teeth, and the molars that had root canal treatment last month were aching. Han Tianshuang even suspected that if the teeth were weaker, they might be crushed by her.She ignored the pain in her heart, and jumped out word by word: "So, you have always looked down on me like this, thinking that I am not worthy of debut, and I am not worthy of virtue. Even if I am a backup dancer, it will lower your composure, right?"

Her tone was so abnormal that even He Mingyang noticed something was wrong, and asked cautiously, "Are you crying?"

cry.

Han Tianshuang really wanted to give full play to her language talent and choke back at a long speech, leaving the other party speechless, but she did feel a strange blockage in her throat and a strong heat in her eye sockets.When He Mingyang looked over, panic appeared on his originally indifferent face, and Han Tianshuang realized that his eyes were blurred with tears.

This is what Han Tianshuang hates the most, a talent that comes with her body: tears flow before words are spoken.Whenever she was emotional, no matter whether she was angry or depressed, or sad, she would never say a word, and tears would flow uncontrollably. In the end, she could only cry while talking.

Han Tianshuang hated this feature to the core. Most of the time, her intention was not to shed tears, but to give the opponent a hard blow, but the hammer didn't lift up, and she cried so much that she couldn't even speak clearly, and she lost twelve in terms of momentum. point.

Just imagine, a woman in her twenties starts to cry as soon as someone blames her. When others see her, in addition to expressing sympathy, they will more or less feel that she is too weak and overwhelmed.However, Han Tianshuang hates being defined in this way the most. What she wants to be is a royal sister-type character who controls the overall situation, not a green tea that sells love and affection.

It is because of this that Han Tianshuang forcibly honed her excellent psychological quality. As long as she encounters things without emotion and handles them calmly, this trait will naturally not be able to show up. As a result, she has practiced for many years. Kind of iron and simple, the efforts to keep the precepts are in vain.

He Mingyang observed her expression, and wanted to comfort her a few words, but after thinking that he had no position, he belatedly felt that what he said was too ambiguous, and he didn't have enough vocabulary to defend.

Really unable to think of what to say, He Mingyang moved his body and got a little closer to her, with a low voice, as if he was trying to coax a baby, but also like a child in trouble admitting his mistake: "Don't cry."

The atmosphere in the practice room was stiff to a certain extent. The two female idols, who appeared to be harmonious and friendly to the outside world, looked at each other in silence, and even insects did not dare to fly in.In the end, it was Han Tianshuang who settled his mood first, picked up his belongings and got up, stepped out of the door, and said "goodbye" coldly.

Anyone who is not mentally retarded can hear her desire not to see her again. He Mingyang didn't respond to her, but just sat there silently for a while, then got up, and opened the training video like a not-so-intelligent machine. , start daily routine training.

After entering the state, He Mingyang's spirit was extremely focused, and she tried her best to make every movement in place. It seemed that the incident just now did not affect her at all. She practiced like this for an unknown period of time until the sun set.

In the evening, He Mingyang stopped his body covered in sweat, and felt his stomach protesting belatedly.She turned around and saw the box tied with a ribbon in the corner.

He Mingyang opened the box, and the small and exquisite snacks came into view. She hesitated for a moment, and picked up a piece of green cake.

The entrance is the unique endless bitterness of matcha. The bitterness melts on the tip of the tongue, making He Mingyang frown. She didn't expect matcha to be so bitter. It is obviously the chef's improved version to cater to her taste.

Picking up a few other flavors and putting them into her mouth, it was obviously a sweet and greasy dessert, but she still couldn't suppress the bitterness at the beginning, and even the sweetness lost its soul. In the end, she even began to doubt the sugar used for making it. It is inferior.

He Mingyang couldn't eat any more after eating a few. Looking at the many exquisite desserts left in the box, he silently closed the lid.

Throw it away on the way back later.

Anyway, no one will share it with her.

Han Tianshuang returned to the dormitory in a daze.

Her emotions were blown by the cold wind outside, and they had slowly dried up. When she stepped into the room, her sadness and anger were gone, and all that was left was the exhaustion that would engulf her.

That's right, it's time for her to rest. The recent training is too intense, which has put a burden on her body. Since she doesn't need to train anymore, she can take this opportunity to sleep until the sky is dark.

Han Tianshuang braced his body to turn on the heater, took a shower for 2 minutes, then fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was very long, Han Tianshuang didn't even know whether she was dreaming or not, and she didn't know how long she had slept. She curled up in the deep darkness, forgot all the unpleasant memories, and wanted to go on like this forever.

In the end, she was awakened by the sudden flickering of a light.

"... Tianshuang? Tianshuang? Why are you sleeping at this point?"

Shen Tiantian's voice came from an illusory distance, and slowly reached his ears. Han Tianshuang opened his eyes with difficulty, and met her concerned expression.

It was completely dark outside the window, and the neon lights of the city were shining. Han Tianshuang glanced at his watch, startled by the length of his sleep.

Seeing her wake up, Shen Tiantian asked, "Did you see the news in the group?"

"My phone is out of battery." Han Tianshuang opened his mouth to explain, but found that his voice was so dry and hoarse that he couldn't speak.

Shen Tiantian quickly poured her a glass of water: "The manager originally asked us to gather for a meeting, but there were not enough people, so we informed in the group."

"What's the matter?" After Han Tianshuang asked, he grabbed the cup and took a big sip of water.

"It's a routine business. In two days, seven people will live broadcast in groups. You and He Mingyang will be in the same group."

With that mouthful of water in Han Tianshuang's mouth, he almost didn't spit it out, neither swallowed it nor spit it out.

The author has something to say: Don't be afraid, everyone, just a little bit of abuse, and it will be sweet in no time!

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In order to save the group that was on the verge of disbanding, Yang Zhiqing was sent by the company to participate in a talent show, but by accident, she got into a fight with her mentor.

The mentor is Yang Qiyan, who is currently top-notch, known as the "No. 1 vase in the entertainment industry".

Yang Zhiqing: "Mr. Qiyan is my favorite star."

Yang Qiyan smiled sweetly: "I fell in love with Zhiqing at first sight."

The two CPs of the two became very popular, and the program team gave a hype script at the right time. Yang Qiyan was very cooperative, and her commercial acting skills could be faked, unlike what the outside world said.

Facing the overwhelming doubts, Yang Qiyan smiled like a flower, and put her arms around her shoulders: "Stop arguing, I won't allow you to destroy my relationship with Zhiqing."

Yang Zhiqing: Sure enough, the rumors are not credible.

But it was not until a long time later that she realized that Yang Qiyan's acting skills were really bad, but when facing her, Yang Qiyan had never acted before.

Eighteenth-line sweet and miserable hardworking home [Yang Zhiqing] x Peerless beauty and acting skills are rotten traffic florets [Yang Qiyan]