Travels

The silver butterfly wings shone with luster, and it flew away lightly.

Xia Wanmu withdrew his hand, timidly daring not to look at the man's face, and sat back with his eyes on his nose, nose, nose and heart.There were deafening applause and cheers on the field, and the heat of the queen was fully revealed at this time.

"Let us welcome the new singer, Yu Qingge, who just won the Bailing Award not long ago! The students who came to this program are blessed to be able to receive guidance from Yu Tianhou, and the audience is also blessed to hear such a beautiful singing voice. "The host held the microphone with joy on his face, "Then today is also a very commemorative day. This is the first time since Teacher Xia quit the entertainment industry eight years ago to study on the same stage with Yu Tianhou. I don't know the scene. How many people used to be fans of Song of Midsummer? Those who have followed her two should show it with applause, okay?"

The sound of clapping was very enthusiastic. Xia Wanmu listened attentively, and a pleasant smile appeared on his face at the right time.

"I didn't expect everyone's response to be so enthusiastic after eight years. It reminded me of some past events of chasing stars. Mr. Xia and Mr. Yu are simply two depth bombs, which fascinated us fans."

There were several echoes from the audience.

"I don't know what the two teachers thought about the disbandment of the team that year? The two teachers made their debut together in the draft, and they have been in and out of the group for two years. The relationship can be said to be very deep. What do you think when you suddenly have to go your own way?"

Xia Wanmu pursed her lips. Even though she knew it was a script that had been arranged, she still had an instinctive resistance to this question.Her eyes fell down, and there was some haze on her delicate and beautiful face.

"There is no way, everyone has their own pursuits, no matter how good the relationship is, they are just independent individuals." She read the words Lu Zhen gave each sentence, and the pleasure of revenge in her heart was almost distorted, "It seems that it is nothing now. Regrettably, we all got what we wanted in the end, it can only be said that we have embarked on different stages of life."

Yu Qingge has obtained the supreme fame and glory, fame and fortune, but what about her?It is probably a painful lesson, and from now on, we must always look at everyone who approaches with suspicion and vigilance.

It can be considered that each has its own gains, she thought to herself mockingly.

Yu Qingge didn't respond to her words for a long time, silent like a stone sculpture.No one knew what she was thinking, the court was quiet, and many pairs of eyes were focused on her, expecting her to make a sharp counterattack.

It's so strange, sometimes people are more willing to pursue the plots of relatives, loved ones, friends and close friends who break up and turn against each other for no reason after hearing too many beautiful and fulfilling stories. Happened to me.

"Then what is Yu Tianhou thinking?" Seeing that the scene was going to be cold, the host had no choice but to remind her.

The cold bass finally sounded.

"I can't bear the title of Queen of Heaven. It's only because I'm lucky enough to be able to stick to what I like without any problems." Yu Qingge raised his eyes and looked straight at her. She stared at the camera, neither dodging nor avoiding, with a cold face that showed no trace of emotion, "As for Wanmu going to study back then, if there is any complaint or regret, it is that she did not get a place for me. Otherwise, now I don’t have to envy her for having a master’s degree.”

What she said was full of humanity, and against the indifferent expression, it highlighted a grotesque sense of cold humor. The people on the field couldn't help laughing at these words, and even the elderly and serious music seniors beside her laughed out loud.

Xia Wanmu also smiled in cooperation, but a fire burned violently in his heart, sweeping away the little bit of love and pity and hope that could not be communicated to outsiders.This script was well written, and she obviously came prepared. She knew that she was not qualified to ask Yu Qingge for anything because she was at the mercy of Shenghuang, and she would not expect Yu Qingge to show the reaction she expected in front of everyone.The two of them are like puppets caught by fate, unable to confide any real feelings to each other, satisfying everyone's curiosity with fake performances.

That's fine, anyway, she and Yu Qingge have long since missed the age when they met each other sincerely.If there is any unspeakable remnants, after all, it is only her one-man show.

The topic was diverted amid the laughter of the crowd, and the host ended their interaction with the sentence "It seems that the relationship between the two teachers is really good", and turned to interview the last tutor.Xia Wanmu sat quietly with her arms folded, her mind, which had been dizzy like drunkenness, slowly became clearer, and she no longer paid attention to the every move of the woman beside her.

The recording soon progressed to the part of the students' presentation. The young and energetic girls could not hide their longing for the future, and they came to the stage one by one accompanied by youthful tension and excitement.Similar scenes flashed before her eyes, and Xia Wanmu had the illusion that she was still on the stage that made her come out ten years ago, with familiar people sitting beside her, as if ten years hadn't passed away. After a moment of catching up, I was able to revisit the youth and emotion of those years.

All kinds of restraints, all kinds of obstacles, after all, she still returned to her side, just because the distance between the two of them is less than an arm, which is enough for Xia Wanmu to sincerely thank fate for this bit of luck and gentleness.

"Shut up. This is the end of today's recording." The director greeted the staff and showed the sign, and then politely said to the four people on the stage, "Thank you for your hard work, the four instructors, and the recording of the remaining [-] students will be tomorrow. The intensity will be relatively high, everyone take a good rest tonight."

Several people then exchanged a few words of courtesy, and Lu Jingming was the first to leave in a hurry.Xia Wanmu sat on the spot and waited for a while, watching the old senior Yu Xing chatting with Yu Qingge with great interest, feeling that he was an outsider and it was inconvenient to stay longer, so he also got up and left under that little thought.Lu Zhen was already impatient waiting for her, waving his hands towards her vigorously like aerobics, Xia Wanmu approached this crazy runner under the strange eyes of others, raised his hand repeatedly to signal him to calm down .

Lu Zhen couldn't wait, he grabbed her hand roughly and rushed out, the little assistant followed behind, staggering, and the three of them quickly walked to the door.

There were too many people around, and Xia Wanmu didn't have time to ask him what happened, so he could only glance back hastily before walking out the door.There was only Yu Qingge standing alone on the stage, with only a few silhouettes, which made her feel sad for some reason, but soon the assistants and staff surrounded her, disrupting this illusion.She withdrew her gaze, and walked forward with the pulling force in her hands in a hurry, feeling at a loss for a while, and her thoughts were confused.

After several people had walked out of the TV station and got into the car, she suddenly remembered to ask Lu Zhen a few words.

"What's the matter? Why did you come out so soon?"

The person on the opposite side lazily adjusted the seat and lay down comfortably, let out a long sigh, stretched his waist and said vaguely: "I don't even look at how long I've been recording today, you don't feel anything up there. , the two of us are bored, tired and bored."

Xia Wanmu was silent, and looking at the darkened sky outside the window, he had a real sense of time passing by.

"Tomorrow will only be more tiring and annoying, so I have already decided. I will take Xiao Liu out for a walk after going back to the hotel for dinner. Isn't there a snack street near here? It sounds pretty good, just in time. Go for a walk tonight."

Xia Wanmu froze for a moment, and quickly picked up some impressions from his long-term memory.

"Qingshi Alley?" She murmured, and several familiar scenes flashed in her mind, "It's still there, I thought it must have been demolished after so long..."

"That's right, that's the one that sells snacks and drinks. It's said that they do a good job and are very famous on the Internet. Why, have you been there?" Lu Zhen took off his glasses and held a bottle of eye drops with his head up. Now, the car was running on a road that had been in disrepair for a long time, and the body was shaking. He couldn't get the potion in his hand, and his sore eyes were full of tears because he had been open for too long.

"Your unit and apartment are not close to this area, and you still drive here for more than an hour to spend? It's quite leisurely."

Xia Wanmu couldn't stand it anymore, reached out and pulled a tissue and handed it to him, and replied: "No, it happened a long time ago. I used to live near here for a while, the company's real estate."

She spoke calmly, as if she didn't mind mentioning the old affairs of her old club in Shenghuang's car.

Lu Zhen covered his eyes with a tissue, and grinned.

"Hua Xing is so stingy, he wouldn't even give you a house. At that time, you were very popular. How much money Hua Xing made from you, tsk tsk." He wiped away his tears meticulously, and commented proudly, "Yue Chuanlin's method of killing donkeys is good, but you lost eight years of good times. It's a pity that Sheng Huang didn't get you back then, otherwise it would be a good story."

Xia Wanmu didn't speak any more, but looked at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Lu Zhen felt very guilty in the insightful eyes, and couldn't use his ability to adapt to the wind, so he turned his head and urged the driver to hurry up to avoid the embarrassing atmosphere.

No one in the car spoke anymore, and the street trees outside the window were chasing each other at such a speed, as if they were running a race with no end and no winner.