Fake play with girl group C for real [Entertainment]

On the day of the birthday party, Han Tianshuang was naturally the busiest.

She got up at 04:30 in the morning, went to the scene to go through the process, and was pressed in front of the dressing table for a styling, and she couldn't even lift her eyelids.

After finally finishing the shape, I have to go to the sound test, adjust the lighting, test the sound, and determine the station...

He didn't even have time to drink a few sips of water all day, Han Tianshuang stood on the stage, staggering, feeling that he was about to ascend to heaven.

But when the first fan came into her eyes, she subconsciously tightened her body and showed her best state.

This is the awareness of popular idols.

As time passed, fans entered the arena one after another and sat in their seats. Han Tianshuang hid in the corner of the backstage where the audience could not see, looking at the unfamiliar and familiar faces of the fans.

There are many types of fan groups, including men and women, students, and office workers. There are girls in lo skirts, and there are high-quality skirts. They are dressed more professionally than their managers. They look like OLs who just came from work. A young man in ripped jeans and hair highlights.

They have different identities, but the reason why they gather here proves that these people have at least one thing in common: they are her fans.

The girl in lo clothes held an official support stick in her hand, the OL took out a small light sign from her briefcase, and the young man in hip-hop was wearing Han Tianshuang's support T-shirt.

Han Tianshuang watched quietly, carefully identifying everyone's faces.

She has seen some faces at concerts, some have no impression of them, some are station sisters who have followed her since the show, and some are new fans who have only joined in the past few months.

They were gathered here, and some of them would stay with her forever, and some of them might leave in a few months, but that didn't matter.

The hands of the clock quietly turned to the start time, and Han Tianshuang went on stage in a well-chosen outfit, and fans screamed frantically from below.

Today is her home game alone. Tickets for this birthday party are selected by lottery, and the behavior of scalpers is strictly controlled. Even so, there are still many people who offer high prices on Weibo, just for a ticket.

Han Tianshuang had never felt so clearly that she had so many fans.

At the end of the song, Han Tianshuang stood on the stage, listening to the cheers from the audience, suddenly thought so.

It's all worth it.

Meet fans, meet teammates, meet He Mingyang...

She has appeared in the lives of many people, even if only for a moment.

This is enough, an instant is eternity, and no one will deny the beauty of a meteor because it is too short.

She took a deep breath and picked up the microphone: "Thank you everyone for coming here to celebrate my birthday, I am very happy."

The fans were not notified in advance of the next session, so when the fans in the audience saw the other members of Heptagram wearing beautiful clothes and pushing a huge three-layer cake on the stage, most of them got carried away and cheered stand up.

As the captain, Han Tianshuang is usually the host of the event, but today is her occasion, and it is obviously unrealistic for her to host, so Shen Tiantian took the initiative to take over this important task.

After singing the birthday song and expressing birthday wishes, Shen Tiantian smiled and said, "Okay, now Tianshuang can make a wish."

Han Tianshuang closed his eyes for a long time.

She opened her eyes, and saw He Mingyang in a straight line of sight.

In front of the camera that was constantly chasing them and taking pictures, He Mingyang nodded lightly at her, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

So Han Tianshuang knew that her wish would come true.

……

After the birthday party ended, the fans did not disperse for a long time, and they were all waiting outside the venue to see the seven-pointed star for the last time.

The others left in the car, but Han Tianshuang stayed and interacted with the fans in the arena for a while before heading back to the dormitory.

Perhaps because of the atmosphere tonight, although she has been getting up early and going to bed late for several consecutive days, her spirit is inexplicably excited and she is not tired at all.

But although he was very happy, Han Tianshuang always felt that she had forgotten something.

She frowned and thought hard for a while, but couldn't figure out what it was.

This mood lasted until she returned to the room, and Han Tianshuang entered the room with a puzzled look on her face.

He Mingyang came back early and had already taken a shower. As soon as she looked up, she saw Han Tianshuang coming in from the door.

Han Tianshuang is wearing a red dress with a pair of red velvet mid-heels on her feet. The hem of the skirt is slit from the top of her knees, outlining a tall and straight body line. When she closes her face that is as beautiful as a lotus, she is charming and refined .

Because the banquet lasted too long at night, she took off a little makeup on her face, and there were beads of sweat sliding down her cheeks, but it did not affect her overall beauty, but added a special charm, like a stage where she was facing a mirror to remove the paint. actor.

He Mingyang suddenly saw her appearance and froze for two seconds.

Han Tianshuang didn't look at her, but naturally put down her bag and untied her hair: "I'm going to take a shower."

"... Oh." He Mingyang straightened his hair, feeling a little nervous for some reason.

Han Tianshuang stayed in the bathroom for a long time. When she came out, she had no make-up on her face, and her complexion was rosy. It seemed that she was smoked by the mist in the bathroom. Her hair was wet and dripping water. She was wrapped in a bathrobe. nothing else.

"I'm so tired, I'm finally done." As soon as she came out, she threw herself on the bed and complained in a soft voice.

He Mingyang sat beside her, picked up her long hair with a towel and dried it, and brought a hair dryer.

She started blowing Han Tianshuang's hair, Han Tianshuang half closed his eyes, and let He Mingyang's fingers pass through her hair, flexible and gentle.

Slowly, the water vapor evaporates from the semi-wet and not dry hair, becoming soft and fluffy.Han Tianshuang squinted her eyes comfortably like a kitten, but when she was in a daze, she had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought of what she had forgotten.

She stretched out her foot under the bathrobe, kicked He Mingyang's knee, and asked arrogantly, "Where's my gift?"

He Mingyang froze, and slowly turned off the hair dryer.

"You're not unprepared, are you?" Han Tianshuang looked up at her with an expression of "If you dare to say it's you, it's over".

"How is that possible." He Mingyang put down the things in his hand guiltily, "I'll get them."

Sitting on the bed, Han Tianshuang watched He Mingyang turn around slowly, with his back turned to him, without moving for a long time.

She frowned, and was about to ask a question, but saw He Ming move.

"The gift I prepared for you," He Mingyang turned around with a serious expression, "it's me."

The two looked at each other for a while, until Han Tianshuang's face twitched and he laughed mercilessly.

He Mingyang: "..."

She couldn't believe it: "Why are you laughing!"

"I'm sorry." Han Tianshuang apologized without sincerity, and wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, "but it's really funny."

This level of funny, even if He Mingyang just wanted to tell her a joke, it was worth the fare.

He Mingyang felt very frustrated, and thought that the novels and TV dramas were not credible.

Fortunately, she also carefully studied several excellent literary works of Xjiang Literature City, selected the most overlapping stalks from them, and studied them carefully for several days.

Seeing his girlfriend missing, Han Tianshuang finally woke up from the ruthless laughter, and reflected on whether there was anything wrong with his behavior.

In order to make up for the mistakes she made, she stood up and pushed He Mingyang, who had lowered her head, to the wall next to her.

He Mingyang was clearly a head taller than her, but subconsciously covered his chest with his hands, acting like a little white rabbit.

"Woman, are you satisfied with what you see?" Han Tianshuang pulled back the collar of her bathrobe, revealing her clear and white collarbone, and displayed it in front of He Mingyang to her heart's content.

The structure of the collarbone is perfect, because just after taking a shower, there are sporadic drops of water flowing over the collarbone, slowly winding on the skin with gravity, making people's eyes can't help but want to slide down, to go deeper looming location.

Seeing the change in He Mingyang's expression, Han Tianshuang raised his eyebrows and showed a smug smile.

Facts have proved that never try to play tricks on Han Tianshuang, because no one knows the tricks better than Han Tianshuang.

Unable to find a suitable answer, He Mingyang decided to return to the style he is most familiar with. Thousands of words are not as good as practical actions, and true knowledge comes from practice.

She lowered her head slightly and blocked Han Tianshuang's lips with her lips.

It took a long time for the two figures to separate, and Han Tianshuang hooked her chin out of breath: "Although this gift is not very creative, I just accept it."

He Mingyang pressed her shoulders, let her sit on the edge of the bed, and said in a serious tone with a hint of nervousness, "Then let's start."

"Do you have to do it today?" Han Tianshuang raised his head helplessly, "I've been busy all day, my muscles are sore, and my bones are about to fall apart."

"No need, just lie down." He Mingyang's tone was very serious.

This proposal sounded very considerate, but Han Tianshuang always felt that something was wrong.

"...Why is this?" Han Tianshuang raised his chin, "Aren't you the one who sent it to your door?"

He Mingyang lowered his head slightly and looked into her eyes, but the words he said were cruel: "You won't."

Han Tianshuang was dumbfounded.

Han Tianshuang could not refute.

Han Tianshuang suffered a severe mental trauma.

Han Tianshuang fought back angrily: "Are you really good at it?!"

"I read some reference materials." He Mingyang rubbed her head.

"……when?"

"Recently, you've been busy all this time." He Mingyang didn't say anything, she started preparing for it a long time ago.

Han Tianshuang: ...It is obviously very reasonable, but I always feel that I have been tricked.

"Oh, He Mingyang, you're dirty," Han Tianshuang shook his head and sighed, saying half-truths, "I don't want you anymore."

"It's okay, you still have a choice," He Mingyang put his lips close to her ear, and said softly, "Sink with me."

The two fell on the bed and kissed for a while, their breathing was a little disordered.

He Mingyang panted evenly, stretched out his hand to tuck up a strand of her hair, and asked for advice one last time: "Let's get started."

Han Tianshuang hooked her with his calf, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't say a few words, come if you want."

He Mingyang always listened to her very much, moved his lips slightly, and gently kissed the tips of her ears, and slid his hands gently, pulling away her bathrobe from the overlap.

The soft silk material flowed over the skin, and the skin was exposed to the air. The late autumn night was already quite cool, and Han Tianshuang couldn't help shivering slightly.

Soon, her shivering was no longer due to the cold.

The scene in front of her slowly disperses and refocuses, repeating the process until finally blurred.

Han Tianshuang was lying on the bed, her eyelashes were like the wings of a dying butterfly, trembling in small arcs, and it didn't stop.

She bit her lower lip tightly, restraining herself from making a sound, He Mingyang leaned over to stop her from abusing herself, separated her teeth and lower lip, kissed her bite marks, and whispered: "Don't bite!" gone."

Han Tianshuang stared at her weakly, the color in his eyes was so hazy that he couldn't see clearly: "Then shall I bite you?"

"Also." He Mingyang turned his head obediently, brushed his hair away, and showed her a side neck as white as jade.

"Forget it." Han Tianshuang touched her hot skin with disgust, and turned his face away.

There are no stars tonight, but there is a moon.

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Jiang Zhiqing is an unlucky [-]th-line idol. She has been in the group for several years, but she is not popular. The company is on the verge of bankruptcy, and the group she is in is also on the verge of disbanding.

In order not to lose her job, Jiang Zhiqing went to a talent show, but her first scene on the show was to fight with her mentor.

The instructor's name is Yang Qiyan, who is currently top-notch, known as the "No. 1 vase in the entertainment industry", and she can do whatever she wants, and she is No. [-] in beauty.

Seeing the soaring popularity, the program team gave the business script in due course, Yang Qiyan looked proud: "I will not cooperate with this kind of boring hype."

Jiang Zhiqing stood aside, showing her a seductive smile: "Teacher, do you not like me?"

Yang Qiyan's cheeks flushed, she turned her head: "...It's not impossible to fry it casually."

After debuting as a group, the whole group went to a variety show together, and the interactive session required members to call the first person in the address book.

Person C, Jiang Zhiqing, came first. The number one in her address book was nameless and had only an "A" in the note.

She smiled and dialed the phone, and the other person answered in seconds, and a coquettish voice came: "I miss you, why haven't you finished yet?"

Program group: ? ? ?

Live fans: ? ? ?

Isn't this Yang Qiyan's voice!

Eighteenth-line sweet and miserable hardworking home [Jiang Zhiqing] x Peerless beauty and acting skills Messy flow floret [Yang Qiyan]