Fake play with girl group C for real [Entertainment]

A week later.

As night fell and the colors of dusk faded from the sky, a pure black extended Rolls-Royce drove across the road in Shencheng, avoiding the rush hour of traffic jams, and smoothly entered the luxury villa area.

The anti-peeping glass used on the car windows blocks the curious view from the outside world. Inside the car body, several well-dressed women in evening gowns are sitting on the seats. They have various expressions and different styles, but the only thing is the same One thing is: they are all breathtakingly beautiful.

If someone who is familiar with the entertainment industry sees their looks, they can easily recognize them. These are the members of the popular girl group, Heptapod.

At this moment, these peerless beauties are posing in the same pose—they are all putting their mobile phones on their knees, looking at them intently.The concentration on their expressions makes people feel that they are collectively participating in an important work meeting that must not be missed.

At this time, in the group of the seven-pointed star team.

[Shen Tiantian: I'll go, this is the castle!Does Ming Yang's family live here? 】

[Qin Yingling: That's right, I saw that she posted on Weibo before, and the background came into view of this garden...is it bigger than the park over my house? 】

[Han Tianshuang: It is indeed her house, but her house has to go a little further in, towards the mountain. I heard from Ming Yang that her house is a single house on the mountain. 】

[Duan Lengyu: The happiness of the rich is beyond our imagination. 】

[Li Xiuzhi: ... So, why are you chatting on the phone even though you are sitting in the same car? 】

[Shen Tiantian: You are not mistaken, we are alone, the driver of the He family is still sitting in front.We are Ming Yang's teammates, wouldn't it be embarrassing for Ming Yang if we were surprised? 】

[Han Tianshuang: Indeed, looking at Wenhe is very calm, and children who have seen the world will not participate in our chat. 】

[Ma Wenhe: In fact, it’s good for you to treat the driver as a transparent person. This kind of hired driver will not talk nonsense.In addition, not participating in the conversation is mainly because I am a little motion sick...]

When they were having a lively chat in the group, a person who didn't show up in the car suddenly came into the conversation.

[He Mingyang: Are you here?I'm going out to pick you up. 】

Seeing this message, Han Tianshuang frantically switched to the private chat window and sent her a message.

[Han Tianshuang: Don't come, you are today's rightful owner, what is it like to come out to pick someone up. 】

[He Mingyang: It's okay. 】

After that, there was no sound from the other side. When the car stopped smoothly, He Mingyang was already standing on the lawn. He didn't know how long he had waited. When he saw their car, he walked over naturally.

She is wearing a dark blue long dress today, with a conservative style that barely reveals any skin, but the cut fits her figure perfectly and highlights her slender waist. The black hair that was originally shawl is tied into a bun behind her head , Pinned with a hair accessory, it highlights the graceful swan neck.

Even if ignoring her prominent status, wherever He Mingyang stood, he would be the center of the banquet.

The car door opened, and several people from Heptagram got out of the car, looked at the scene in front of them, and sighed in unison: "Wow."

The periphery of the villa is a typical Soviet-style garden, with a vast lawn, neat stone bricks paved on the road, and a pool with Taihu stone standing beside it. The water trickles and circulates in the pool.

At this time, there were already quite a few people in the yard, all well-dressed, forming a circle of three or five, polite and polite, and there were waiters walking among the crowd with trays, waiting for someone to take a cup from the tray. champagne.

After rejecting a waiter who came forward, He Mingyang looked at them and asked for advice: "Go into the hall first? There is food in there, you can eat a little."

Of course, the few people would not have any objections, and nodded one after another, expressing that they would listen to the master, and they could do whatever Sister Yang asked them to do.

He Mingyang led them through a deep corridor to the hall.The process of moving forward was not particularly smooth, because every few steps, guests would come up to strike up a conversation with He Mingyang, and the opening remarks of the topics were all the same: "Miss He, happy birthday to you."

This kind of opening remark is usually spoken by a middle-aged man who is a generation older than He Mingyang. It is quite standard, just go through a process; if a young man comes over, in order to show his demeanor, most of them will smartly add: "Hey Miss, you are really becoming more and more charming..." There is a high probability that there will be a flattering speech after that, which is more disgusting than a fan's rainbow fart.

If it were another rich young lady who felt good about herself, she might be complacent and crazily inflated in the face of this kind of praise; but for He Mingyang...

Several people from Heptagram exchanged glances with each other, and they all understood the reason why He Mingyang didn't particularly like birthdays.

Han Tianshuang guessed in his heart that when He Mingyang faced this kind of praise, his mental activity might be: "It's so annoying, can you finish speaking quickly, it's blocking the way."

No matter whether she likes this kind of perfunctory communication or not, on the surface, He Mingyang has not shown any flaws.She just listened to what the visitor said, nodded at the right time, thanked the congratulations, then sent the other party away, and continued to lead her teammates to the hall.

After dealing with several waves of entertainment, Shen Tiantian couldn't bear it anymore, and she whispered, "Has Mingyang entered the system hosting mode?"

Duan Lengyu nodded knowingly: "I think it looks like it's automatically finding its way."

The stalk they used was a bit biased, He Mingyang didn't understand, but cast his eyes on Han Tianshuang in doubt.

"Don't pay so much attention, they just want to find something to say." Han Tianshuang leaned into her ear.Lower your voice: "Why are there so many people? Did we come too late?"

She just glanced at the time, and it was clearly not the time written on the invitation letter, but the overcrowding of the courtyard had obviously started before they arrived.

He Mingyang also lowered his voice, and answered her: "They all arrived a long time early, after all, the earlier they arrive, the higher the probability of being able to catch up with someone."

Han Tianshuang nodded knowingly, but the thoughts in his mind drifted away: So rich people have to talk so much nonsense, and his mind suddenly became more balanced.

She still asked an important question: "Then it doesn't matter if you stay with us all the time?" The host should be the center of the banquet.

"It doesn't matter. After all, they came to our house. They came here to talk to my parents, so it doesn't matter where I am." He Mingyang explained the reason to her, with a calm voice and no rush Not slow.

Han Tianshuang's heart trembled, and he pursed his lips unnaturally.

He Mingyang looked indifferent, seeing that another young man wanted to come up to talk to her, she casually pointed to the end of the corridor: "You go straight, go to the right is the gate, just go in Say I let you come."

At the moment when he reached the end, Han Tianshuang looked back at He Mingyang for some unknown reason.

He Mingyang had already stepped into the courtyard, and the people who were watching from the sidelines gathered around her one after another, and soon overwhelmed her. From Han Tianshuang's perspective, he could only see a blur of her back.

Even though he was in the center of everyone, Han Tianshuang clearly realized that she was lonely.

She suddenly had an urge to rush forward, stand beside He Mingyang, and say to the people around her: Is there an end?Anyway, your goal is not her, so why not do more practical things?

Stop using her.

This thought was fleeting, and she was pulled by the arm by her teammates and dragged into the hall.

The hall is more lively than the outside, bright light shines on every corner, and countless ambitions are hidden in the feasting world.

After entering the hall, several people dispersed and went to look at different areas.Han Tianshuang glanced around, but didn't see anything interesting. Although people around her looked at her inquiringly, she was not interested in forcibly participating in other people's conversations, so she simply went to the dessert area to pick up two pieces of cake.

The dessert was placed on an exquisite plate, and it looked very attractive. Once it was put into the mouth, the melting sensation spread on the tip of the tongue. This dessert is a taste that no one would hate, but Han Tianshuang frowned slightly eyebrow.

The ingredients of this dessert are exquisite, the appearance is exquisite, and the sugar content is moderate, which shows that the chef must have put a lot of effort into it.However, thinking of whose birthday banquet this is, people who know He Mingyang's taste preferences will inevitably be a little surprised, just like foreign students who are accustomed to Western-style education want to set up a table to entertain guests, but set up a table full of Chinese people. Quite wrong.

I'm afraid that when the people who planned this dinner prepared, they didn't consider the master's taste.

That's right, the banquet must of course cater to the tastes of the public, no matter how prominent He Mingyang is, his taste is only a minority, not to mention she may not be able to taste these pastries, this is the most reasonable approach.

It's just that in the depths of Han Tianshuang's heart, because of this cake, there is a subtle feeling that is difficult to calm down.

She was concentrating on her unknown mind, and didn't notice the noise behind her that was getting closer and closer. When she recovered, she heard broken words that sounded like a dispute in her ears.

An extremely frivolous male voice kept uttering words, with an aggressive tone: "I advise you to think again, such a good opportunity, you don't cherish it even if it comes to your door, this is something no fool would do."

Another female voice was timid, unable to hide her fear, but still pretending to be calm: "Sorry, I really don't know how to drink..."

"You can't drink, can't you learn? You can't drink, and it's hard to get along in society. It just so happens that I can be here today, for the first time, the first experience." The male voice was threatening, and deliberately emphasized the "first experience" "The stress of a few words, there is a kind of obscenity on the table.

Most of the people around noticed this, but they all stood silently, watching indifferently, but Han Tianshuang couldn't bear it any longer. She could tell that the female voice was her teammate who came with her, Qin Yingling, who was just as soft as she was usually. Nuo's voice is different, now her voice seems to be crying.

Han Tianshuang took a few steps forward, walked between the two of them, pulled Qin Yingling behind him, and tried his best to speak softly: "Sir, if you have something to say, it's a banquet scene, it's not good to make trouble."

As she spoke, she felt Qin Yingling behind her like a frightened chick, his body clinging to her back, pulling on the fabric of her dress, as if she was terribly frightened, and she couldn't help feeling sore.

Qin Yingling is the youngest of the seven of them. She is not yet in her twenties, and her personality is not very cheerful. She is always timid when facing outsiders. Her teammates usually take care of her more on purpose. Han Tianshuang felt sorry for her when she was in such a difficult situation.

But the young man in front of him was not frightened by her words, but became even more arrogant, and sneered at Han Tianshuang: "That's right, if she drinks alcohol obediently, won't she stop making trouble? If it does, it's your responsibility , but it has nothing to do with me."

Han Tianshuang's mind turned sharply, and she quickly said, "This is my younger sister. She has a bit of a cold recently and is taking cold medicine. She must drink alcohol. If something goes wrong, who will take the responsibility?"

"You have a good brain." The man sneered, and raised the cup in front of her, "It's fine, I think you can do it, better than her, then you drink for her."

"You can drink, I'll go get a cup." Han Tianshuang said in a deep voice.

"No, just drink this cup."

Han Tianshuang's heart sank, he was almost certain that there was something wrong with the wine.

She glanced around from the corner of her eye, and didn't see any other familiar faces for a while, only Ma Wenhe stood in the distance, her face was unprecedentedly dignified. Seeing her, she frantically waved her hands, picked up the wine glass, and made a gesture with her fingers in the air. A drugged pose.

The man couldn't wait to urge her: "Drink it quickly, or I'll be in a hurry. It won't look good to pour this wine on you without a change of clothes."

Qin Yingling who was behind her tugged at her, and Han Tianshuang knew what she meant. They borrowed this dress from the company. Wearing it to participate in a private event was a violation of the regulations. It's not that they can't afford it, but it's hard to explain to the staff.

Han Tianshuang gritted his teeth secretly before saying, "Forcing a woman to drink like this is not something a gentleman would do, is it?"

"You are also qualified to tell me this?" The man showed a mocking look, "You tried your best to sneak in here, didn't you come to accompany the drink?"

Han Tianshuang keenly felt that Qin Yingling's body trembled behind her, and she also trembled.

The man continued proudly: "I've seen a lot of people like you. You just want to get a rich husband and keep the rest of your life worry-free. You still look familiar. Are you that... what kind of artist? I have connections in the entertainment industry. After drinking this glass of wine, when I am happy, I can give you some resources."

Han Tianshuang clenched his teeth tightly, using too much force, the smell of blood gradually spread in his mouth, behind Qin Yingling was holding onto her tightly, as if holding on to the last straw.

She reached out to grab the cup.

Just as she stretched out her hand, a pair of slender hands rushed ahead of her. With a "ding", the man's wine glass hanging in the air was suddenly knocked by another glass, and the sound was clear and crisp.

The two turned their heads at the same time, and the man's expression immediately changed. He couldn't hide his panic, and he stammered and asked, "Miss He, what are you doing here?"

"Come for a drink."

He Mingyang turned the cup in his hand, his voice was calm, no anger could be heard.

"Didn't you say that everyone in the entertainment industry comes to accompany drinks? This is my teammate. If you want to accompany drinks, I should be the first to accompany you."

"Now, drink."

Wherever she stands, there is the center of the banquet; even if she is alone, it is like there are thousands of swords behind her.

The author has something to say: Today is the handsome Xiaohe!

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