Bow down for beauty every day [entertainment circle]

Rao Du Cheng felt that Song Qingwan's state was a bit special today, so he didn't care too much.

Tang Zhen and Song Qingwan were putting things away. Du Chengcheng came over with a racket in his arms and walked up to Song Qingwan to hand it over, "Your racket."

The weight of the tennis racket is not light. Song Qingwan took the familiar racket, weighed it in her hand, and handed it to Tang Zhen knowingly, "Use this racket, it will be easier to use, I will teach you later How do you fight?"

"Thank you sister." Tang Zhen took it sweetly.

Du Cheng, who was on the sidelines, was dumbfounded.Song Qingwan has a slight obsession with cleanliness when it comes to certain things, and doesn't like to use things in public places.This is Song Qingwan's personal racket. Ever since she started playing, she has always used her own racket, and she never likes anyone other than herself to touch this racket.

One time before, they came to play golf, and the two of them went out to buy water to drink during the intermission, but when they came back, they found that the staff here had cleaned the ball room and tidied up the rackets by the way.Song Qingwan noticed that the racket had been touched by someone. Although she didn't say anything that day, she discarded the racket she had always liked very much without hesitation. Later, it was he who ordered a new racket to coax the person away. .

But now, Song Qingwan actually gave Tang Zhen her beat.

Before Du Cheng could react, Song Qingwan stretched out her hand to him, "Give me your beat, you can take the shared one today."

Du Cheng: "..."

Before he could refuse, Song Qingwan took the racket in his hand, led Tang Zhen to the wall of the tennis court, and said to Du Cheng, "You can play for a while, I will teach her how to play first." .”

Du Cheng: "..." MMP!Do I fight the wall alone!

Tang Zhen followed Song Qingwan to stand on the wall, the two of them each held a beat, the kid was in a very bright mood, it was like a clear sky.

"Teach you the basics, see clearly." Song Qingwan held up the tennis racket in her hand and gestured to her with five fingers, "The palm extends the edge of the racket head, slides down to the base, and the front racket is placed in the palm Here. The jaws of the index finger and thumb are aligned with the edge of this line, the index fingers are slightly separated, the thumb should be in the middle of the index finger and the middle finger, and the palm should not be too tight."

Looking at her slender fingers, Tang Zhen swallowed unconsciously, those hands are really pretty.

Seeing her puzzled face, Song Qingwan withdrew her hand and asked, "Do you understand?"

It's like being caught distracted in class, and the kid who just lost his mind quickly looks away.She raised the racket in her hand and looked at it, holding the racket and looking at her blankly, but she also imitated a [-]% similarity, "Is that so?"

Song Qingwan walked up to her and looked carefully, she was still holding the racket in her hand, then she stretched out her hand and straightened her misplaced thumb, "It's better to hold the racket with your thumb between the index finger and middle finger Use your strength. Well, that's it."

The fingertips of the two touched each other, and Tang Zhen trembled all over. He stood there dumbly and let her manipulate him. Gradually, after recovering from his senses, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Song Qingwan quickly let go of her hand, took a step back, picked up her racket and waved it around, "Try it, be like me."

Tang Zhen followed suit with a few movements, and the heavy beat suddenly became flexible in his hands.After waving it a few times, she raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems to be really possible."

Seeing her playing vigorously, Song Qingwan walked to the side and pushed the cart with tennis balls over.Standing in front of her, Song Qingwan took out a ball and handed it to her, "Try hitting the wall?"

Tang Zhen was in the right mood and took the ball.

Song Qingwan took one herself and continued to demonstrate to her.After several demonstrations, he asked, "Do you understand?"

This kind of foolish teaching can be understood, Tang Zhen took it very seriously, but now he suddenly started to pretend to be confused, and hit the ball several times but couldn't hit it, so he acted coquettishly, " Sister, I can't hit, it's so difficult..."

This "sister" made people's bones crisp.

Taking a closer look, she found that her serving posture was not standard. Song Qingwan put the racket in her hand into the cart, walked around behind Tang Zhen, surrounded her from behind, and held her hands on the back of her hand, " Let me help you adjust your posture."

Today's Tang Zhen is a little shorter than her, and she feels that although she is teaching her how to play, it looks more like he is hugging her.She was in Song Qingwan's embrace like a small bird, but she was a little shy.

Her body exuded heat and the fragrance of roses, and those fiery hands covered the back of her hands like a raging fire.

Tang Zhen lowered his eyes slightly, not daring to raise them, not daring to think too much at this moment.I just feel that every time I tease her a moment ago, she will always tease her back in the same way afterwards. I really don't know if she did it on purpose.

Song Qingwan held her hand, waved the racket, and explained: "Raise your head, look at the position you want to hit in front of you, and lock on to a target point. When hitting, swing the racket quickly and use skill. Otherwise, it will be very tiring."

The voice of speaking was right next to his ears, and his breath brushed against the tip of his ears. Tang Zhen felt that he was really doing it to himself every time. He was not teasing others, but he was being teased to death.

Fortunately, before Tang Zhen couldn't take it anymore, there was the sound of the beat falling to the ground not far away.

Song Qingwan immediately let go of her, only to feel that she was out of proportion.When she turned around, she saw the racket in Du Cheng's hand fell to the ground, and the ground was full of knocked down tennis balls. "I haven't played for a while, and I can't hold the racket anymore?"

Du Cheng didn't respond to her attack, but looked at her with a hellish look on his face.He squatted down, picked up the racket by himself, then walked to the chair and sat down consciously, resting his chin on the racket, "...is it really a ghost?"

His voice was not loud, it was amplified several times by the empty room, but it still entered Song Qingwan's ears.Song Qingwan glared at him, and walked to his side, "Stop talking nonsense, accompany me to buy a bottle of mineral water, and come back to play."

Du Changcheng sighed and got up from the chair, "Of course!"

Song Qingwan also put down the racket in her hand, and was about to go out with him.Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Tang Zhen walked up to Song Qingwan pitifully.

Tang Zhen started acting coquettishly, trying to make her stay, "Sister, I don't know how to hit..."

Song Qingwan stood beside her, as if she had never heard of it.She folded her arms around her chest and stared at her, "It's useless to act like a baby. You can practice by yourself. If you don't learn it today, I won't bring you to play next time."

Tang Zhen shut his mouth obediently, not knowing why her attitude changed so quickly, so he gave Du Cheng a hard look, and blamed him for everything.

Du Cheng was walking towards the door, but he didn't look at Tang Zhen's cold gaze. He just felt a chill on his back, curled his lips and said, "It seems to be raining soon."

Song Qingwan said "um", and said, "Then let's go back after the rain stops."

Seeing the two of them going out, Tang Zhen took the tennis ball and slapped the wall hard. Every ball was hit hard, accurately and fast, and he never missed a ball one after another.

Song Qingwan went out with Du Cheng, saying that she was going to buy water, but she was not thirsty, she just wanted to ask him to come out and talk to the children alone.But after going out with Du Cheng, she was at a loss again, not knowing where to start.

The two walked to the vending machine. Song Qingwan turned on her phone and scanned the QR code. She bought two bottles of mineral water and wanted to bring one back to Tang Zhen. She asked Du Cheng, "What do you drink?"

"Just Coke." Du Cheng could see that she had something on her mind. According to her previous habits, she would not ask him out to play ball if there was nothing bothering her.Now avoiding Tang Zhen again, he asked: "The thing you want to talk to me is related to Tang Zhen?"

Song Qingwan didn't deny it, bought a Coke for him, took it out and handed it to him.

Du Cheng felt that she was bored again, and she didn't like to talk at such a time, but she wanted to chat with others.When talking about her thoughts with her, he had to guess by himself.

So Du Chengcheng began to guess: "Is it related to her development? She is still a newcomer, so it should be difficult to take care of?"

"Probably." Song Qingwan snorted twice, but she couldn't tell him all about her liking for Tang Zhen.There are too many problems between the two of them, and I can't ruin a little girl's life's future just because I have a fever.

Hearing her reaction, Du Cheng felt that he had guessed eight or nine points correctly, and he was full of confidence, "It's okay, aren't you the most willing to develop new people? The three golden flowers before, and Liu Qiaonan now, don't they all develop?" Is it a good place?"

Song Qingwan hesitated for a while, and said, "Tang Zhen is... a little different..."

Song Qingwan knew very well that Tang Zhen was different, and she was different from everyone else in her heart.

When a seed is buried in the bottom of my heart, I watch it grow up gradually every day, watch it take out sprouts, watch it grow vigorously, and watch it flourish.So I developed a habit, wanting to see its changes every day, watching it grow up little by little, sheltering it from the wind and rain, bathing in the sun with it, and wanting to accompany it to see the brilliance of life.

The seed at that time became her.

Du Cheng didn't understand what she said, and even said disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter if you are younger, isn't everyone going through it like this. After two years of experience, you will naturally mature and grow up."

Song Qingwan didn't know whether he understood what she was talking about, but she was dialed lightly by him, and the mess in her heart seemed to be untied.

In two years, when Tang Zhen grows up and has more knowledge, he will naturally not be so clingy to himself.She should do her best to arrange Tang Zhen's career now, so that she can go on this road more smoothly.

Isn't that what her original intention was?All things that will hinder her development must be put aside!

She is Tang Zhen!It's superstar Tang Zhen!

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After playing ball against the wall all day, Tang Zhen felt aggrieved when he went back at night, and he almost lost consciousness when he swung the racket and swung his arm.This game was completely different from what she had imagined. Tang Zhen pouted all night and didn't even have a hot pot meal.

The next day, Song Qingwan took the initiative to ask her if she was still going to play, but Tang Zhen immediately got up from his bed, changed his clothes and followed her out.Tang Zhen was in a better mood today without Du Cheng, but he was exhausted physically and mentally from the fight with Song Qingwan.

After returning home at night, Tang Zhen fell headlong on the sofa as if "lying dead", and began to complain, "Other teachers will let their students go, sister, why don't you let me?"

Song Qingwan went in and closed the door, and looked at a big box at the entrance.The box is a courier box, Song Qingwan guessed what was inside, and smiled knowingly, "I let it go, otherwise would you be able to catch so many balls today?"

Tang Zhen: "..." Well, I can't refute it.

She raised her head and secretly opened her eyes to look around. She was bent over at the door, and then heard the sound of small scissors cutting open the cardboard box, "What are you doing?"

"Fulan's new body lotion is here." A whole express box was heavy.Song Qingwan just took out one of the packing boxes in the box and looked at it, then glanced at the kid who was spread out on the sofa, "I'm sweating all over, go take a shower quickly, don't lie down."

Tang Zhen stood up immediately, stuck out his tongue at her, and got in front of her, "Then sister is also sweaty, do you want to wash it together?"

These words were obviously meant as a joke, but Song Qingwan blushed and lowered her head, almost burying her face in the packing box.She kicked lightly, and just put on a posture to drive her away, "Hurry up and wash! Don't grind!"

Tang Zhen hurriedly slipped away before she got serious.

Watching the children get a change of clothes and get into the bathroom again, Song Qingwan took several small boxes and packed them to the living room, and put them on the small table in the living room.

This was after I contacted Fulan yesterday, and asked the person in charge of Fulan's company to send it directly to Changxing Entertainment.It just so happened that Du Chengcheng was at the company today, and she didn't go there, so she simply asked Du Cheng to run an errand and asked him to bring it over and put it at the door of the house.

Although it was said to be a trial for half a month, Fulan had a big company like FB as her backer, and she had a lot of money, so she sent a lot of boxes just for this batch of trial packs.Song Qingwan took a cursory look, there were about fifty boxes in a box, which contained three types of fragrances in different sizes and sizes for this promotion.

This time there are three main fragrance types: white rose, night jasmine, and cherry blossom, which are relatively common fragrance types and are very conservative.

Song Qingwan took pictures of the ingredient lists for each model and each fragrance one by one, and then opened them one by one.She carefully opened the small boxes, compared the ingredient lists one by one, and even looked up some nouns she didn't know on the Internet, very carefully and meticulously.

The author has something to say: Maple Leaf: Sugar wash quickly! !Come touch my sister! !

Tangtang:! ! !I'm coming!

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Note: The technique and posture of playing tennis refer to the video data of station B, as well as the painstaking teaching of my university teacher. (Whispering bb: Playing tennis is really tiring, the racket is so heavy, it can kill a person in an hour)

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Du Cheng: Ask me to play tennis?Bah, poor me, I'm just a tool person, come to watch them show their affection.When I found out, I regretted it very much, regretted it very much, and I will never play tennis with the two of them again!no!I don't want to see both of them appearing at the same time in any event!

Sister Song: Seriously? (raises eyebrows threateningly)

Tangtang: Seriously? (little eyes looking forward)