The girl group's character can't be collapsed

"Shhhhhh!" Wu Qingya squeezed Song Panxia's mouth.

Wu Qingya, who has already missed the top two, is extremely nervous. Her last chance is to tie for third with Qin Mian.

The final song is an old song, which is very old when you hear it, maybe it is older than their age.

The choreographer watched them think hard, fan the wings of the devil, and lure them to overdraw their meal expenses.

"You can exchange five yuan with me for a special reminder."

When she pressed her fingertips, the music stopped at the first word of the lyrics - yun.

Unexpectedly, Mao Yu continued to sing.

"All living beings are mediocre and do nothing, and they pass away in a blink of an eye..."

Her voice is young and sweet, and she sings an old song with a sad tune. There is such a youthful sense of youth that does not know the taste of sadness, which seems to give this song a new meaning.

The choreographer was taken aback, and he didn't remember the theme of the game until he had heard her sing half of the song. He reminded: "It doesn't count if you sing it, you need the exact title of the song."

Mao Yu smiled slightly: ""Flowing Water"."

The director gave a thumbs up: "By the way, the 80s song "Flowing Water"."

"My God," Song Panxia exclaimed, "You actually know all this."

"Coincidentally," Mao Yu said lightly, "my family used to listen to it."

Hearing the word "family", Qin Mian's heart trembled, and she looked at Mao Yu carefully, but she was wearing a human mask at the moment, and she couldn't see anything unusual at all.

I was too worried, Qin Mian thought, the definition of family is narrow but also broad, not necessarily sister.

Qin Mian pinched her palms, smiled and devoted herself to the next session.

The gangster is still going on.

Wu Qingya, a poor household, holds ten yuan in her hand, and sadly finds that a cup of Coke in the park costs 12 yuan, and she only deserves to drink the free drinking water provided by the drinking water area.

Qin Mian was not much better than her. With 50 yuan in hand, she calculated and calculated, and finally bought the cheapest children's meal.

Song Panxia and Mao Yu of the wealthy class are much more comfortable. The two of them contracted a table for four, with hamburgers, fried chicken, French fries, Coke... everything.

Wu Qingya, who has been in the carbohydrate withdrawal period for a long time, almost drools.

For the sake of the variety show, they naturally won't share the food in a harmonious and friendly manner. Song Panxia raised her index finger and said, "I can give one of you a 10-minute seat."

She and Mao Yu bit their ears for a while, and announced the rules with a smirk: "The condition for our victory is to tell the truth. In the TMI duel between two people, whoever can't hold the news first will lose."

Wu Qingya wailed: "I might as well just admit defeat, Mianmian is a perfect woman, there is absolutely nothing to complain about."

Song Panxia snorted and shook his index finger: "I knew you would say that, so there are additional rules and slots can be made up, but we know the truth and the fake, the audience doesn't know, and those who can't hold it can only admit defeat."

Another point of Song Panxia's additional rules is that even if they tell the truth, they can be packaged later and become the current game.

"Ok."

Wu Qingya attacked first.

"Mianmian, the food you cook is too bland, only Mao Yu likes it."

"That is……"

Song Panxia's yellow card warning: "You can't justify yourself."

"Understood." Qin Mian grabbed the hem of his clothes and resisted weakly, "Qing Ya, you practice too hard, and you can easily strain your ligaments."

Wu Qingya said: "Mianmian, you are too hardworking. You clean up every time you go home, which makes me feel embarrassed to relax."

Qin Mian: "You, you take the initiative to wash the dishes every time, and you have agreed to take turns to do the dishes."

Wu Qingya: "You shouldn't wash the curtains for Xia Xia..."

"Stop!" Song Panxia gave another yellow card warning, "This game is not for you to brag about each other, and it's not that I don't wash the curtains, it's that I didn't have time to wash them."

Qin Mian said quietly: "It's better to change it to Xia Xia's complaint meeting. Whoever asks Xia Xia to stop first can have dinner with me."

Wu Qingya agrees with both hands.

Mao Yu pursed her lips and smiled.

The situation was reversed, and Song Panxia protested loudly in disbelief.

The director dubbed from the sidelines: Sure enough, group bullies are all illusions, and Song Panxia is a group bully.

Qin Mian looked at Song Panxia, ​​the little tomato with puffed cheeks and steaming head, and thought, it was because Xia Xia's reaction was so cute that people couldn't help but tease her.

It was raining heavily outside, but the heating was warm inside. After finishing the game, they took a photo with the real princess of the amusement park, and went to experience the 4D movie. Today's recording is almost coming to an end.

Although there were deviations at the beginning, the overall effect was not bad. The girl group's park tour accident also won a small page in social news, which can barely be called a blessing in disguise.

After turning off the equipment, the team members and the working group thanked each other for their hard work, and assistant Xiao Xia bought raincoats for everyone.

It was like a poor-quality raincoat with garbage bags connected together, which cost ten yuan each. When Wu Qingya put it on, a big tear was torn as soon as she put her hand on it.

Song Panxia gloated: "Losing money."

Then she pulled her hand, and a hole was also broken.

Song Panxia: "..."

Wu Qingya: "Haha!"

Qin Mian said, "Two pieces for each person, just to be on the safe side."

She felt that raindrops might smash through the raincoat.

Mao Yu didn't speak, and silently put on two layers.

"It's so boring." Wu Qingya muttered.

Song Panxia tugged at her sleeve and said in a low voice, "Those two people are still following us."

Wu Qingya followed her gaze, and saw two boys who called themselves bloggers standing not far away, holding up selfie sticks and taking pictures of them.

Wu Qingya glanced at it, then looked away: "Don't be afraid, I can beat them." Those two people didn't have much muscle at first glance, and they were not her opponents together.

Mao Yu said: "I think you guys really want to be on the social news." The girl group members beat male fans violently, not far from the headlines.

Qin Mian felt goosebumps popping up on his arms, very uncomfortable: "Is this what the legendary illegitimate meal is like?"

"They're not good enough, they're just curious, and they'll probably post your videos online to get clicks." Assistant Xiao Xia recruited a few staff members to block their malicious eyes for them, and walked out around them.

The old god Song Panxia said: "No wonder my brother often said that in the profession of idol, those who love you will regard you as a morning star, and those who don't love you will only regard you as a monkey in the zoo."

"Maybe in the eyes of monkeys, people outside are strange." Wu Qingya said.

Xiao Xia couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't you want to go back, let's discuss philosophical issues here?"

"Back and back!"

The girls chatted and laughed, as if they had escaped from the trouble in the morning, but when they got in the car, Xiao Xia realized that they had only selectively forgotten, and the body hadn't forgotten the sense of terror hanging in the air without center of gravity.

Qin Mian's hand started to shake as soon as it touched the seat belt, and she pulled it down with great difficulty, but she couldn't buckle it up no matter what.

Song Panxia was not much better than her, her breathing was very heavy, only Wu Qingya and Mao Yu looked calm.

Seeing this, Xiaoxia was stunned for a while, then turned off the car, giving them enough time to adjust themselves.

No matter how strong the surface is, she is still a little girl after all.Xiao Xia sighed inwardly.

After 5 minutes, Song Panxia, ​​the little crying bag, couldn't hold back anymore. She pursed her mouth and said with wet eyes, "I want to call my mother."

Qin Mian was affected by her, and her nasal voice was a bit heavy: "I want to too."

Mao Yu shook Qin Mian's hand vigorously, took out her mobile phone and handed it to her: "Call it."

Qin Mian lowered her head, sniffed, took the mobile phone, pressed a series of numbers skillfully, and the phone connected after the second ring.

The mother on the other end didn't hesitate: "Honey, is that you?"

Qin Mian bit her lower lip and said, "Mom, it's me."

Qin's mother smiled and said: "Call me so early, are you at work? Oh, I understand. Variety show connection, right? What am I going to guess?"

"Just..." Qin Mian couldn't speak.

Mao Yu poked her head over, and said in a brisk tone, "Auntie, I'm Mao Yu. Now I need you to answer Mianmian's three favorite fruits. Count down to three seconds, three, two, one!"

Mother Qin's voice was a little flustered: "Apple, no, my favorite should be grapes, mangoes, and lychees."

Mao Yu smiled and said, "That's right."

Mother Qin happily said, "Can you get the reward?"

"No," Mao Yu said, "I have to ask the parents of other members."

"Okay, I won't waste your time."

When Qin Mian heard that her mother was about to hang up, she subconsciously opened her mouth and said, "Mom..."

As a result, her voice overlapped with another voice on the phone.

Dad raced against time and shouted: "Call me next time."

Then Qin Mian heard the phone hang up amidst her mother's complaints.

Mao Yu pinched her face wordlessly, then handed the phone to Song Panxia.

Song Panxia did not answer.

"Forget it," she folded her arms and turned her head to look out the car window. "My mother will definitely cry when she hears me cry."

Mao Yu looked at Wu Qingya.

Wu Qingya shook her head to indicate that she didn't need it, she thought about it and asked, "Let me do the live broadcast task tonight."

They cooperate with the live broadcast platform and will broadcast live for two hours every week. The first episode is the live broadcast on Song Panxia's car. This episode should have been Qin Mian's turn.

Xiao Xia felt sorry for them, started the car and promised: "I will tell Brother Li."

After listening to Xiaoxia's brief description of today's situation, Li Chang agreed to change the shift without saying a word, and told the girls not to hide their psychological burden, and contacted him immediately.

The four of them split into two groups. Song Panxia and Qin Mian went back to the dormitory to rest first, while Wu Qingya and Mao Yu went to the company to continue working.

Wu Qingya touched Mao Yu's hand and said, "Yu God, you don't need to accompany me, I'm really fine."

Mao Yu glanced at her, then withdrew his hand: "I'm going to the company's arrangement room, just drop in, I won't live broadcast with you."

Wu Qingya was struck by a bolt from the blue, she had endured too much.

"What am I talking about alone?" Wu Qingya was extremely distressed.

The high-cold life Li Chang set for her stipulated that she should say as little as she could, and she must be concise.

Mao Yu pointed out a clear way for her: "You can try eating and broadcasting."

God, there is such a good thing in the world, eating for free, and earning popularity?

It's really another village, and it's not so bad today.

Wu Qingya happily proposed to Li Chang the idea of ​​eating and broadcasting. After thinking about it, Li Chang still felt that it was better to cover her mouth with food than to talk nonsense. After all, she agreed, but the food needs to be controlled. Eat beautifully without gaining weight.

Therefore, what was placed in front of Wu Qingya was a vegetable salad and a fruit salad, and the salad dressing was yogurt.

It was too early for her to be happy.

Suffering will not end so easily.

Sitting bitterly on the live broadcast station, Wu Qingya had to squeeze out a business smile whenever the staff made gestures.Her smile is a toothless smile, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. It should be light and light, neither too enthusiastic nor too indifferent.

"Good evening everyone, I'm Wu Qingya."

"Yes, there is my dinner on the table."

"Eating well, I'm losing muscle."

"Practicing martial arts is not hard, but dancing is more difficult."

"I'm a fan of Senior Ying Zhen."

"..."

The first few questions were drawn up by the staff. They bought a few premium accounts and pretended to be fans of passers-by to guide the direction of the live broadcast room.

Recently, some EIGHT's radical fans and black fans who took the opportunity to stir things up are sniping at Wu Qingya, playing rhythm everywhere, and driving a wedge between the team.

Due to the vaccinations in advance and the house control and control of the venue, the live broadcast went smoothly. Occasionally, there would be one or two disharmonious voices, and Wu Qingya was blocked before she had time to watch it.

Towards the end, Wu Qingya glanced at the staff's notice board and said, "Yuyu is creating in the next room, wait a minute and I'll take you to make a surprise attack."

The barrage machine, which had cooled down a little, became lively in an instant, and mother fans proudly handed out pocket money to the female goose.

Wu Qingya thought to herself, the fans of Rain God are indeed rich and beautiful, is this the so-called flock of like.

The reward list keeps jumping up, in order to encourage fans to spend more money, Wu Qingya read the IDs of the top ten as requested by the staff as a thank you.

"Thank you for the five mines of Huihui, thank you for the four mines that the big sister can't eat, thank you for the two mines that crawled up on a whim, thank you, Xue Qiankong, sister, I can..."

Thinking of No.7 "Yi Zila", Wu Qingya didn't recognize the word "Yi (yi)" and pronounced it luan.

Most of the fans didn't pay attention, but one or two viewers noticed and reminded in a kind tone that it was Yi and not Luan.

Wu Qingya corrected in time: "I'm sorry, thank you Yizi."

There were a few more "hahaha" in the barrage, and Wu Qingya smiled a little embarrassedly.

At this moment, a long bullet screen appeared across the middle of the screen.

——You are so illiterate, can any pretty idiot be packaged as an idol now?

Wu Qingya's smile froze for a moment, and the housekeeper immediately banned him for life, but soon a bunch of zero-level new accounts popped up, blaming her guilty conscience and cheating fans in order to make quick money.

Wu Qingya had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat, and she couldn't vomit yet. The staff desperately gestured to her, telling her to hold back, pretending not to see it.

She could only hold back, smiling and bringing these negative words to Mao Yu.

Because what the other party said was correct, she was indeed illiterate, she didn't know a few English words, and she didn't learn Chinese well. Apart from her strong fists, she had nothing to show for it.

That night, Wu Qingya was unusually silent, but today's situation is too special, everyone is out of shape, Wu Qingya's abnormality is not so conspicuous.

Until three o'clock in the morning, Song Panxia had a nightmare, opened his eyes profusely in sweat, and kept chanting mantras in his ears.She couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality at this moment, she was so frightened that she wanted to crawl into Wu Qingya's bed, but when she turned her head, she became even more frightened.

On Wu Qingya's bed, a ball of quilt was raised high, a ray of light came through the gap between the quilt and the mattress, and that terrifying whisper came from the quilt!

Song Panxia's eyes widened and she screamed, "Help! Mianmian! Rain God!"

Qin Mian in the next room was awakened by her, and rushed in barefoot without even putting on her slippers.

Qin Mian pressed the light switch, the dark room was brightly lit, and the terrifying gloom became less obvious.

At Qin Mian's home, her parents didn't sleep either.

Qin's mother tossed and turned on the bed, and finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "I still feel that my daughter's condition is not right."

Dad Qin didn't comfort her children and grandchildren this time. His chest was always stuffy during the day, so when he answered the phone, he always felt that his daughter's voice was crying.

Just as children always report good news but not bad news, parents sometimes whitewash the peace.

"Did you read the news about a starlet committing suicide the day before yesterday?" Qin's father said with his arms resting on the back of his head, "I heard it was depression."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit by his wife's iron sand palm.

Qin's mother: "Stop talking nonsense, curse our precious daughter, and don't expect anything better."

Dad Qin rubbed his shoulders aggrievedly: "Then what do you mean?"

"Let me tell you," Qin's mother turned over, "There are so many handsome men and women in the entertainment industry, our daughter won't want to fall in love."

Dad Qin: Falling in love?

Qin Dad:! ! !

Dad Qin: Where is it? ! !

He sat up abruptly: "No, I firmly disagree!"

Qin's mother twisted on his arm: "Why don't I just talk about it casually, you don't understand my daughter, you have high eyesight."

Qin's father thought about it, and let go of his heart for a while, and then heard Qin's mother continue:

"It's not like me, just make do with it."

Qin Dad:? ? ?

Dad Qin: I feel wronged.

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The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xue Qiankong 1;