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Du Ye looked at the message, pondered for a while, but didn't answer.

In all fairness, he felt the least about this change in the competition system.

First, he has participated in regular competitions and knows the cruelty of real competitions. With thousands of troops and horses on a single-plank bridge, a capable person will naturally win the championship.

He was more or less involved in the second change to the competition system. At that time, Sheng Yao asked him if he had any objections. He didn't object, and now he doesn't feel that he should object. There are indeed too many people in their team.

The last point, thanks to the competition system, he can temporarily get rid of Qi Wu's restraint and act alone, and now he is very nourished.

However, in this team, he is probably the only one who wants to act alone. The others are used to hiding in the crowd and lack the courage to face challenges alone.

Du Ye didn't reply to Deng Xiaodan's message. He just thought it was a troublesome matter and he didn't want to mess with it, so he picked up his phone and went out. He had to practice dancing in the afternoon.

It was just that the elevator door opened, and he saw the people inside, turned around and was about to run back to the room.

"Don't go! Du Ye!" Jiang Ting rushed out of the elevator, chased to the door of the room, grabbed Du Ye's ear, "I told you not to go, did you hear me? What are you running for?"

Du Ye glanced at Jiang Ting's cool outfit, it was as if the words "Please come and sleep with me" were written on Bai Nen's belly.

He can't afford such an open girl.

Jiang Ting followed his gaze, glanced at herself, and then cast a wink: "How is it, sister is in good shape?"

Du Ye said, "It's quite thin."

Jiang Ting smiled and opened her eyes: "Hahahaha, you have vision."

Du Ye said, "I can punch you ten times with one punch."

Jiang Ting: "???"

When she came back to her senses, Jiang Ting used force with her hands: "You are capable, you, hit me ten times?"

Du Ye grabbed Jiang Ting's hand hard, Jiang Ting let go of her hand in pain, and said angrily, "Du Ye, you really did it."

Du Ye rubbed his ears and didn't speak, his face was calm and a little angry, his ears hurt.

Jiang Ting thought about the reason why she chased her out, and smiled again: "Hey, let me ask you something, did your Quan team really quarrel with the director?"

Du Ye glanced at her: "I don't know."

Jiang Ting came over and wanted to hold his hand, but Du Ye avoided her. She could only wink and smile: "You must know, tell my sister quickly, she brought melon seeds, let's chat while eating."

Du Ye: "..."

In the end, Du Ye couldn't send Jiang Ting away, so she could only stick together, and they got into the elevator together and went to the rehearsal room.

Instead, Jiang Ting said a lot all the way: "Is your Quan team counting hamsters? Everyone refuses to let go, and they can protect you."

"Zhou Zhou has been eliminated. As far as his level is concerned, wouldn't it be just a bunch of three in your team?"

"Why do you keep those people? If you want me to say, they are just leeches lying on your back, relying on your hard work to support them."

"Don't think my sister's words are ugly. You are too naive. You think that everyone really needs you when they say they need you. If you don't have the ability, will they need you?"

"Hehehe~"

Jiang Ting is really a strange woman, with a bold style, a sharp personality, daring to speak and act, and also has observation and judgment skills.

She won't know how to advance or retreat in Sheng Yao's matter. It probably has nothing to do with her whether she does it or not. It's purely because she has such a character, and it's her way of dealing with feelings. She pursues it with all her strength, and even if she fails, she will not regret it.

It's just that other people can't understand it.

Du Ye was noncommittal to what Jiang Ting said, he had his own judgment.

Everyone practiced dancing together and already had a relationship foundation. If you walk so much in one breath, you will inevitably feel a little sad.

If no one made a fuss, Du Ye could figure it out. If the competition system was adjusted, the cut to their team would not be so ruthless, and he thought it would be good.

In the end, it still depends on what everyone thinks.

Du Ye went to Li Yuhang's rehearsal room, but there was no one in the rehearsal room.

I went to Deng Xiaodan's rehearsal room, but there was no one in the rehearsal room.

He went to Fangzi's place again, but there was still no one.

Du Ye was stunned. Could it be that they all went to make a fuss?

He thought that those few people were the only ones who caused the disturbance, because they were indeed victims, and it was normal to have opinions.

What does Fang Zi and the others mean?

After hesitating for a moment, he left the rehearsal room, hurried back to the hotel, and at the same time took out his mobile phone to contact Deng Xiaodan.

Deng Xiaodan said: [Sixth floor, director's room, come quickly. 】

Du Ye put down his cell phone, plunged into the hotel, and soon reached the sixth floor.

When I went out, I saw Fang Zi standing not far from the elevator door, then Mi Lie, and Li Yuhang.

He stepped out of the elevator, and then saw a lot of people standing by a door, all members of their team.

Both Deng Xiaodan and Jia Jia are tall and big, and they are very conspicuous in the crowd.

Fang Zi leaned over, glanced at him, sighed, and said in a low voice, "Someone didn't want to, so they took this opportunity to make a fuss."

The corners of Du Ye's mouth tightened, and he said, "I'll go and have a look."

He walked past Millie and Li Yuhang, they all looked at him and followed.

When he reached the crowd, he patted Tianyi on the shoulder, Tianyi turned around and saw him, and stepped aside.

The commotion of the crowd made way for Du Ye and allowed him to see what was going on inside.

There were more people in the room than he expected.

Missile and the core team were inside, Nie Yunfei and Zhou Feiran were also there, there were seven or eight people, only Sheng Yao ran to catch the announcement early in the morning, and was not here.

A group of people chatted non-stop, and some people were writing and drawing. Deng Xiaodan explained in a low voice in Du Ye's ear: "The competition system will be changed again."

Du Ye looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "So willful?"

Deng Xiaodan said: "The Quan team just made a stump form and found that there are too many direct promotion places. This is unfair to other people. It is because the director team did not plan well. Now there is a new plan."

"What is it?"

"The Twelve Thrones."

"What?" Du Ye asked with a question mark in his head.This show has completely changed from what he remembered, even the competition system has been changed in a mess. "Tree of War" was already unexpected, but now there is a Twelve Thrones, what the hell?Secondary illness?

Speaking of this, the people in the room suddenly moved and stood up one after another.

Nie Yunping said, "I'm OK."

Zhou Feiran looked at Quan Yang and smiled, "I'm fine, but whether it's possible or not depends on Teacher Quan."

Quan Yang didn't seem to understand the sarcasm in Zhou Feiran's words, and said with a smile: "I can do it too."

After finishing speaking, Quan Yang turned around and smiled brightly at his team members.

He said loudly: "Come, come, let's talk about the new competition system."

Then his eyes fell on Du Ye, his eyes lit up, and he greeted: "Everyone, come over and see the new competition system we have won."

A group of people cheered and gathered around, and someone couldn't help saying happily: "It's really changed, Team Quan is mighty!"

Zhou Feiran, who was one step behind, pursed his lips and left muttering.

Nie Yunping has already summoned people on WeChat to announce the new rules.

In fact, the new rules are very simple, and must be summed up, that is - "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight"

Quan Yang stood in the corridor, surrounded by his players, he explained the newly revised competition system in detail: "This is an open-ended quota competition."

"At that time, 12 chairs will be placed on the scene, and the contestants must compete for the ownership of these 12 chairs."

"Only those who sit on the chair within the end time of the game will enter the next round."

Milie frowned instantly: "Du Wu?"

Li Yuhang was also shaking his head: "What about the dancers?"

Quan Yang said: "Teams are allowed, but no more than 3 people. The live music will be played in a loop. You can make up a dance of no more than 30 seconds in advance. Prepare a few more, so you can be prepared."

Fang Zi frowned: "Captain Quan, I don't understand, how do you grab the chair?"

Quan Yang said: "The person who sits on the chair first can be challenged for a total of three times. If no one succeeds in the challenge three times, it means that he has sat firmly on the chair and must protect his right to challenge."

"However, if the chair changes hands, the three challenges will be refreshed again."

Fang Zi scratched his head: "What about the challenger?"

The rabbit echoed: "How many times does the challenger have?"

Quan Yang stretched out his five-fingered hand.

Fang Zi and Rabbit said in unison: "Five times?"

Quan Yang tightened his fingers and clenched them into fists: "Countless times."

There was a clatter.

"This is not fair!"

"Unlimited challenge, isn't the challenged person exhausted?"

"Hey, wait, the challenged person only has three chances, and there is still a limit."

Quan Yang smiled: "Yes, so I said we should cherish the opportunity to challenge."

Li Yuhang's focus is still on the works: "The people in our team, if the challenge is successful, will they get one chair or three chairs?"

Quan Yang said: "One piece, all members will advance."

Li Yuhang stroked his forehead: "No, I'm dizzy, why is the competition system so complicated this time?"

Quan Yang glanced at him, then looked at everyone, and said with a smile: "You just need to remember that there are only 12 chairs. If you don't challenge, you will be eliminated. If you sit on it and lose, you will also be eliminated."

"Even if all the remaining teams are three-person teams, there are only 36 places."

"However, according to our estimation, the final quota should be only about 30. Du Ye, you should be able to play singles, right?"

When Du Ye heard this, he understood that it was all kinds of 1V1, 1V2, 1V3, 3V3, 3V2 dance fights. If you win, you get a place, but if you lose, you don't.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head: "If you don't jump, 1V3 will be a disadvantage."

Quan Yang was stunned, and then heartbroken: "Where's your self-confidence?"

Du Ye said, "I'm confident but not stupid."

No matter how good one person dances, the aura cannot suppress the three on the opposite side. This is common sense.

No matter how confident Du Ye was, he would never do such a stupid thing.

Quan Yang scratched his head and was about to communicate with Du Ye when someone suddenly said, "Then what's the difference between this and the previous one? More people have been eliminated."

Quan Yang looked up, but he couldn't find anyone. He could only say, "Of course there is a difference. It's the real fairness to fight for your own quota."

Another point, Quan Yang did not say.

With his all-out struggle, he is no longer a "fish waiting to be slaughtered", but all the teams are "waiting to be slaughtered". Since everyone will be stabbed if they stretch their heads or shrink their heads, of course everyone should be stabbed together.

Those who are capable will go down naturally, and those who are incompetent will be eliminated.

What he stood up against was the injustice and the calculated fate, not the second-rate members of the protection team who had been paddling until now.

It's time for the truly capable players to shine. When they sit on the throne shining brightly, they deserve their names.

When he said that he would rely on his own strength to compete for the spot, there was silence around him.

Some people's eyes were shining with confidence, and they were already looking for teammates to join forces. Some people's eyes were shining, and they went to see Du Ye one after another. Their eyes rolled around, as if they wanted to have another round.

Quanyang is not disgusted with these players who are not strong enough, but still want to stay for a round. It's just that the game has reached the current level, and it needs real masters to go on.

He watched these people approaching Du Ye quietly, and sighed in his heart, who hasn't tried his best to survive?

This, he empathizes with.

"Du Ye, come, let me tell you something."

Before those people found Du Ye, Quan Yang put his arms around Du Ye's shoulders and took him away, making those people's calculations come to nothing.

He took Du Ye away from the crowd, and after making sure the distance was far enough, he said, "Who do you plan to team up with?"

Du Ye thought about it: "Anyone is fine, but I will bring Deng Xiaodan along."

Quan Yang said: "Will you take Concubine Shao? She is the only girl in the team."

Du Ye thought about it and hesitated.

Quan Yang said: "Will you take Jia Ge? He has stood by your side from the beginning and supported you."

Du Ye thought about it and hesitated.

Quan Yang said: "Will you bring Brother Fang? He treats you like a younger brother and has always taken care of you."

Du Ye didn't speak.

Quan Yang added: "I will bring Milie..."

Du Ye raised his hand: "Team Quan, I understand, I won't make things difficult for myself, and form a team quickly to ensure that I will advance."

Quan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "It's good that you understand."

From the beginning, he was worried that Du Ye would fly solo.

Then he was worried that Du Ye's kindness would lead players who were not good enough to advance.

Of course, what I fear most is that because of his young age and thin skin, Du Ye will be in a dilemma when faced with friends asking for help, which will affect his own judgment.

He said so much with only one purpose.

Du Ye must advance.

Those who use any means must go to the end!In Quanyang's view, Du Ye will definitely bring Deng Xiaodan along, and Deng Xiaodan's level has been a bit behind the current level of the game.

But he didn't say much.

I just hope that Du Ye can spend a little more thought on the last candidate and try to do his best.

When they were waiting for Du Ye to return to the team, many pairs of eyes were fixed on Du Ye. They wanted to speak up, but they were on guard against each other.

Even Concubine Shao looked at Du Ye expectantly.

At this time, the little fat man jumped out and put his arms around Du Ye's shoulders: "Father, take me to fly!"

Du Ye said, "Okay."

"Du Ye..." Concubine Shao couldn't help but want to speak.

Deng Xiaodan waved to her: "Come, come, Miss Sister, come here, all right, our team is full."

Du Ye and Quan Yang both heaved a sigh of relief seeing those gazes go from being suddenly enlightened to then withdrawn in disappointment.

Then he looked at Deng Xiaodan meaningfully.

I don't know if this fat man is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, or if he is naturally dumb.

The crisis that both Du Ye and Quan Yang felt was a bit difficult was resolved by him so lightly.

Favors are not considered.

Regardless of level.

Whoever speaks first will take him away, simply and neatly.

Du Ye nodded to Quan Yang and said, "Let's go."

Quan Yang smiled.Although neither Deng Xiaodan nor Concubine Shao were the best candidates in his mind, they were not too bad. He believed that Du Ye would keep his promise and make it to the end.

Concubine Shao still had a psychedelic look on her face: "That's it? I'm joining Dushen's team?"

Deng Xiaodan chuckled: "Hey, you have a thick skin, and you are going to be a teacher."

Concubine Shao: "Get out, who has thick skin like you?"

Deng Xiaodan: "What's wrong with my thick skin, I'm proud!"

The voices of the two talking came from afar, and the rest of them looked at each other, then smiled helplessly, and went to find their teammates.

Quan Yang watched the team members form a team in a friendly manner, and went to the rehearsal room one after another, and his mood after a day of entanglement finally subsided.

He walked in the back, glanced at the director's room before entering the elevator, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

No matter who proposed this matter, he will win back after all. It's not that easy to handle him!

……

At this time, Sheng Yao had already received the news, and was immediately at a loss.

The competition system of this show has been changed, can it still work?

He ran outside to make announcements, and the team didn't have time to take care of them. The order was changed day and night, and the team didn't know what kind of chaos it was.

He had a job he had to do.

Now the team has criticized him quite a bit, and he also feels very ashamed.

After hesitating for a while, Sheng Yao broadcast a phone number.

The phone was connected, and Lan Qing's gentle voice came from next to my ear: "Hello?"

Sheng Yao sighed: "Teacher Lan, I really want to ask you this time."

Lan Qing asked: "What? Something went wrong? Did I come up with a bad idea yesterday?"

Sheng Yao said: "It has nothing to do with you. I haven't said anything yet. The director is discussing changing the competition system, so I just shut up. I'm looking for you for something else. Can you do me a favor?" ……"

……

Du Ye doesn't have any particular prejudice on whether to dance duets or works, he just doesn't like to dance works or dance all the time.

Fortunately, I went to find Lan Qing yesterday and fought to my heart's content, and the blood in my heart was somewhat vented.

The three of them went to the rehearsal room, found the smallest room, and got a one-hour piece from the program group, with a total of nine songs, and played them in a loop in the room.

Concubine Shao thought for a while and said, "In fact, we only need to prepare five programs. Two are used to challenge others, and three are used to wait for others to challenge. No amount of more will be useful."

Deng Xiaodan said: "Is that so? Only five? My sister is so smart."

Concubine Shao looked at Du Ye: "This album has a piece of Fangke, a piece of Electricity, a piece of Decepticon, a piece of Breaking, a piece of Jazz, a piece of Hand Shaking, a piece of modern dance music, and two pieces of hip-hop."

Deng Xiaodan nodded.

Concubine Shao said: "Hip-hop competition must be the strongest. There are at least 48 groups of 12 contestants dancing together. They will definitely choose to attack at this time. Suppose it takes 3 minutes for a person to dance from the declaration of war to the end of the dance, and a piece of music is over. Half the time, the odds of us getting hip-hop are not high."

Deng Xiaodan nodded his head as if pounding garlic: "Then? Should we not choose hip-hop?"

Concubine Shao said: "Of course not, it's just that we can't put all the bets on hip-hop, so we only need to make up a hip-hop."

Du Ye nodded when he heard this.

Concubine Shao has grown a lot in this show.

Deng Xiaodan asked: "What about the remaining four songs?"

Concubine Shao said: "You must have one for the hand-swinging dance. Don't worry, listen to me... There are only three people left in the hand-swinging dance. I will count as one. Captain Zhou Feiran has two. We two teams compete for a piece of music." , more than enough."

Deng Xiaodan thought about it: "Yes, the pressure of hand dance is low. What you said is correct, but what should I do if I don't know how to dance?"

Concubine Shao said, "It's good that Du Shen and I can dance."

Du Ye continued to nod, but did not speak.

But Concubine Shao was encouraged, her eyes became brighter, and she thought quickly: "Du Shen and Dan Ge's popping dance is also very good, we must make up a popping."

"The remaining two I recommend choosing jazz and modern dance music."

"The reason for choosing jazz is the same as that of throwing hands. The competition is very small and it is easy to make a breakthrough. The reason for choosing modern dance music is because Du Shen is best at it, so I must win it."

"In this way, all five programs will be confirmed."

Deng Xiaodan clapped her hands: "Well said, my sister is really smart."

Concubine Shao smiled shyly, and looked at Du Ye with shining eyes.

Du Ye shook his head at her.

The smile on Concubine Shao's face disappeared instantly.

Deng Xiaodan didn't understand, so: "Why? I think Concubine Shao's analysis is good."

Du Ye said: "What you analyze is us as challengers, where should we start. Have you ever thought about what dance music our opponents will choose to challenge us when we are already sitting in our seats?"

Concubine Shao was stunned for a moment, and then blushed: "Yeah, I haven't thought about this direction yet. If it were me, I would definitely not use it on hip-hop, modern dance and fun for you in three chances. If it’s not safe, then it’s a Decepticon!?”

"Then let's make another move and dance to the Crazy Pie!"

Deng Xiaodan echoed: "Well said! Sister is the best!"

Concubine Shao glared at Deng Xiaodan angrily.

At this moment, Du Ye was still shaking his head.

Concubine Shao didn't understand: "Why?"

Deng Xiaodan pondered for two seconds, and said: "Based on what I know about my father, how could he limit such a framework for himself? Of course, if he wants to do it, he must make a big one, and make it foolproof!"

Concubine Shao frowned, confused.

Deng Xiaodan said: "Haven't you noticed that Du Shen's dance focuses on the rhythm, looking for a sense of music, and occasionally makes a move, and the move is sure to kill. So we should dance all the music again to unify the rhythm. Then After practicing the nirvana, Du Shen shouted, and we can jump out immediately."

Concubine Shao's eyes widened: "This way... won't the amount of work be too big?"

Deng Xiaodan chuckled, took a look at Du Ye, and then said to Concubine Shao: "Du Shen didn't fall from the sky, he also worked hard and worked hard. He sweated more than any of us."

Concubine Shao's expression changed drastically, and she clenched her fists and bowed to Du Ye: "So you are the god of learning who is said to never read books when you go home, but actually has a wall full of tutoring books. I have long admired you."

Du Ye looked at Deng Xiaodan and reprimanded him, "Speak too much."

Deng Xiaodan raised his hand to cover his mouth.The three looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Du Ye never fights an uncertain battle.

His arrogance and self-confidence are all based on his solid foundation.

While others are watching dramas and following articles, he is listening to songs and studying foreign videos.

Others are sleeping soundly, he is practicing dancing, sweating profusely.

Success is not accidental.

A throne without a foundation will collapse sooner or later.

Du Ye was able to stand here, full of confidence, because he listened to ten times more music than others, and because he shed ten times more sweat than others.

So even if he is participating in a variety show, he will choose to go all out.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that he is not without the risk of being eliminated.

Now that the program has been recorded, he can gradually feel a little bit of crisis.

If you are careless, there may be opportunities for failure.

From this day on, Du Ye asked Deng Xiaodan and Concubine Shao to listen to music at least ten times a day.

It takes more than an hour to play music once, so it can be said that I have been listening to music since I woke up.

For each piece of music, he has compiled a set of basic rhythms that are not difficult, requiring proficiency. Within five seconds of the music playing, he must successfully enter the rhythm and dance correctly.

In spare time, I have to study big moves and combo skills with them.

To open your eyes every day is to dance.

Close your eyes and your head is still dancing.

After three days of busy work like this, the saddest part was finally over, and the rest is a matter of practice makes perfect.

Dizzy Du Ye walked in front, followed by Deng Xiaodan and Concubine Shao who were also dizzy, walking in the corridor outside the rehearsal.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and there were not many contestants who were still practicing dance. Only two or three music blended together. Deng Xiaodan and Concubine Shao, who were walking behind, frowned and wanted to vomit when they heard the music.

Du Ye was fine, but he had practiced too hard these two days, his feet were soft, his body was sore, and his face was ugly.

They walked through the locked rehearsal rooms, and saw a person sitting outside the door of a rehearsal room that was still lit, with his head down and his mobile phone on the phone.

At this time, the music just disappeared, and the man said: "Soon, please, Sister Li, please help me take Yueyue to the hospital, and I will go there directly after finishing."

The man hung up the phone, sighed and stood up, just in time to bump into Du Ye.

The two looked at each other, Du Ye blinked, pouted and complained habitually: "Lan Qing, I'm so tired..."

After the words fell, both of them were taken aback.

Deng Xiaodan and Concubine Shao also woke up instantly.

Lan Qing looked deeply at Du Ye, then smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Du Ye came back to his senses and opened his throat: "Well, cough, why are you here?"

Lan Qing smiled wryly: "Sheng Yao asked me to come here. Don't talk about it, I have something urgent."

Concubine Shao was stunned for two seconds, then covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Teacher Lan!"

Lan Qing looked at her, smiled, and hurried into the house.

Lan Qing stopped the training in the room, greeted everyone, and hurried out with her backpack.

Outside the door, Du Ye was still waiting there.

Du Ye followed his footsteps and said, "Did you just say Yueyue was sick?"

Lan Qing glanced at him, and kept saying, "I have a high fever, I asked the nanny to send him to the hospital first."

"How high? Seriously?"

"39°, worried about pneumonia."

"Pneumonia? I'll go take a look with you."

Lan Qing glanced at him again, and then said with a smile: "Okay, I'll drive here. If there is no traffic jam, I can return to the city in about an hour and a half."

Du Ye nodded.

The two left in a hurry, leaving Deng Xiaodan and Concubine Shao looking at each other.

"How could it be Teacher Lan?"

"It is said that the Sheng team came here."

"Du Ye left with Teacher Lan just like that?"

Lan Qing was driving the car, Du Ye was sitting in the passenger seat, and had nothing to say all the way.

When we arrived at the hospital, it was past twelve o'clock. Du Ye took a nap in the car and finally regained his energy.

But Lan Qing couldn't get a rest, her face was stained with tiredness, and her usually calm and calm eyes were stained with anxiety.

After the two got out of the car, they went straight to the pediatrics department.

Then I saw the little baby who was crying with a fever.

Lan Yue is two years old this year, and her mother divorced Lan Qing when she was half a year old, and then immigrated to a foreign country.

Lan Qing took care of the children by herself and also took care of work. No one knew that Lan Qing's gentle and elegant smile was on the verge of collapse. The candle was burning at both ends. He was devastated by his children and career, unable to balance.

Little Lanyue should have fallen asleep crying, with wet tears still in the corners of her eyes, lying in the middle of the white quilt, like a poor little angel.

Falling asleep, falling asleep, suddenly crying again, talking softly in sleep, eyeballs trembling randomly under the thin eyelids, sleeping very restlessly.

Lan Qing stepped forward quickly, took little Lan Yue's hand lightly, and stroked her forehead again, the child sobbed twice, his delicate and delicate brows were tightly frowned.

The nanny yawned and explained: "I received a fever-reducing injection, and the fever has subsided for the time being. The doctor said that the fever may return in the middle of the night. You should rest quickly, and you will be refreshed at night. I will come to take care of you tomorrow morning." Lan Qing nodded, Put your voice down: "Thank you, sister Zhang, go back and rest."

Sister Zhang said goodbye, took another look at Du Ye, and left without asking any further questions.

Du Ye walked around to the other side of the hospital bed, pressed his fingers lightly on the side of the bed, and looked at Xiao Lanyue.

It's really much, much smaller than in memory, but it's the same fragility, which makes people feel an endless desire for protection when they look at it, and they only hope that this child can be happy.

"I want to say, as a father, I really don't like the way you look at her."

Du Ye suddenly raised his head, looked at the warning that could not be hidden in Lan Qing's smiling eyes, and said, "I'll open a room nearby, and I'll come to help you at four o'clock."

Lan Qing frowned: "Are you so familiar with everyone?"

Du Ye smiled: "You are different."

Lan Qing was silent for two seconds, and said seriously: "You see, I already have a daughter..."

……

Du Ye's alarm clock was set to 03:30. After getting up, he washed his face and went to the hospital. As expected, the little girl was woken up again, crying and hanging on Lan Qing's body, calling her dad sticky.

Lan Qing walked back and forth in the ward with her daughter in her arms, coaxing her in a low voice. Little Lan Yue buried her face on his neck and sniffed.

When Du Ye went in, he didn't reach out to hug little Lanyue, but placed some toys on the bed, scattered in various colors on the hospital bed. He took a stool and sat by the bed to play.

Lan Qing whispered in Xiao Lanyue's ear: "Look at what little brother is playing?"

Xiao Lanyue turned her head around, her attention was attracted by the toy in Du Ye's hand.

Lan Qing gently put little Lanyue back on the hospital bed as if setting off a landmine, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

Du Ye laid out the small toys in front of little Lanyue. Those that could be wound up were wound up, and those that could be turned on turned on the lights. He didn't buy any musical toys, for fear of affecting the other children in the ward.

Xiao Lanyue was sick, so she was dumbfounded, holding the toy and looking at it over and over again, not knowing what she was studying.

Du Ye picked up one of Peppa Pig's toys, jumped up and said, "Yueyue! Look at me, look at me, I want to play with you?"

Xiao Lanyue opened her eyes wide in surprise, as if she had discovered for the first time that the toy could talk, and opened her mouth.

Du Ye said: "It's me, my name is Paige, I'm your good friend, I'm here to play with you!"

Little Lanyue opened her mouth slowly to a huge arc, and then held Peppa Pig in her palm.

She looked at Peppa Pig, and then at Du Ye.

Du Ye said: "Yueyue, your palms are so warm, like a quilt, can you cover me up?"

Xiao Lanyue hurriedly closed her palms, thought for a while, and then exposed the head of the little piggy Peppa, letting it look at her.

Du Ye let out a "giggle" laugh and said, "giggle, you almost covered me just now, I thought it was dark."

Little Lanyue was also giggling, she stuck Peppa Pig to her face, and rubbed it very fondly.

After playing for an unknown amount of time, Lan Qing brought the medicine, coaxed the little girl for a long time before drinking it, and then slipped into Lan Qing's arms again.

Lan Qing held her in her arms, and walked back and forth in the room for a long time, until the sky turned white, a faint light fell on the window lattice, and the medicine took effect, and the little girl fell asleep in a daze.

Carefully tucking the corners of the back, and brushing away the messy hair on the front of the forehead, Lan Qing withdrew her hand and smiled at Du Ye, "Thank you for your help."

Du Ye shook his head, hesitated and said, "Stay with her more, no matter how reliable outsiders look, there is no relative who is patient and meticulous."

Lan Qing looked at him.

Du Ye smiled: "You can take her to the recording and broadcasting center, and I'll watch her for you."

Lan Qing was silent for two seconds, and said, "Look, my daughter is already this old..."

Du Ye called Deng Xiaodan and Concubine Shao early in the morning and told them that he would not be going in the morning, but they couldn't rest, and they couldn't stop dancing.

The two of them had no objection to Du Ye's request for leave at all. Du Ye memorized the dance very quickly. After finishing the choreography on the first day, he could dance out from beginning to end the next day. Only Du Ye could find the beat every time, but the two of them were in a mess.

Du Ye rested for half a day, but it allowed them to catch up with a little progress.

Waiting for the nanny to take over the care of the child, Lan Qing's mother and Xiao Lanyue's grandma also came over.

The little girl didn't want her father when she saw her grandma, she stuck to her body like a kitten, and couldn't even tear it off.

The aunt said: "I will take care of the child, so go ahead."

Lan Qing nodded: "I'll come back tonight to replace you."

Auntie waved: "Go ahead as you are busy, I can see it."

Lan Qing looked at the white hair on her mother's head, sighed, turned and left.

But the two of them didn't rush to the outskirts of the city, but went straight back to the hotel room that Du Ye opened yesterday, a big bed room, the two of them lay down under the quilt and clothes, and fell asleep in the dark.

After all, Du Ye was young, he was full of energy when he woke up, and he would sleep with his eyes closed when he lay down, and when he woke up again, he was woken up by Lan Qing's cell phone ringing.

A dazed Lan Qing picked up the phone, hummed two voices vaguely, and said, "The child is sick, go back in the afternoon. Yes, Du Ye is with me. Do you want to find him? I'll give him the phone."

Lan Qing went to pat Du Ye: "Call."

Throwing the phone on him, he turned over and was about to fall asleep.

Du Ye answered the phone in a daze, and heard Sheng Yao's voice in his ear: "Why did you go there?"

Sheng Yao's voice was clear and smooth, Du Ye fell into a drowsy sleep, as if returning to a certain morning in his memory, it was the same phone call and the same voice, he was concerned about his whereabouts, carefully expressing his unconcealable dissatisfaction and worry.

Time seemed to flow back, taking Du Ye through time.

It was as if he had returned to a time when he didn't know anything about it, but now he had already lived in that person in his heart, so when he spoke, he was dependent, as if coquettishly: "Sheng Yao, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep a little longer , call back later."

The person on the phone responded softly, "Okay, I'll call you later."

The author has something to say: Lan Qing: Look, my daughter is already this old...

Jiang Ting: Come and gossip with my sister.

Deng Xiaodan: Me?Great wisdom is like foolishness.

Quan Yang: I am not easy to handle.

Sheng Yao: What! ?Du Ye and Lan Qing left together in the middle of the night! ?