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The buzzing of the car woke up Lucy, who was tired in the afternoon. She opened her blurred eyes, and with her messy hair, she poked her head out to look at the wilderness outside the city.

The SUV drives straight on the road outside the city, with a towering mountain wall on one side and an endless coastline on the other.He Qing stepped on the accelerator again and again, and the blue sky, white clouds, vast oceans, and green mountains were fleeting in Lucy's eyes, but the vast scenery still awakened the joy in her body.

"Ahhh!" The strong wind hit the car body and fell on Lucy's face. After a little deceleration, she rolled up her long hair non-stop, and the smooth and shiny hair flew around in the sun, showing her teeth and claws. Looking at her at this moment, her mood is extremely high.

The messy hair didn't disturb Maknae's good mood, just like this, through the thick hair, she shouted, like a child who had never left home, and flew to the wilderness of freedom with one heart Race wildly with the flock.

"It's windy! Ernie!"

"Baa baa, you are running too slowly!"

The backseat of the SUV suddenly became lively. He Qing heard the loud shouts in his ears, and finally couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror, freezing her smiling eyes with just one glance.In the rearview mirror, half of the maknae's body has already leaned out of the window, He Qing frowned and scolded: "Lucy, don't you want your head anymore?"

The teacher's popular safety education in class is still in her ears, and she doesn't want to experience the bloody scene again.Even if they have just driven out of the city, even if there are few people and cars in sight, the basic safety awareness cannot be ignored.

The inside of the car was instantly quiet, the shouting from the young lady stopped, and the sound of small conversations disappeared simultaneously. Elly hurriedly dragged the happy maknae back into the car, and they looked at each other in dismay.

A farce ended with He Qing's scolding, and apart from the actors, the only spectator in this car - Chi Xiujuan, sat firmly in the co-pilot. The SUV drove past the pasture wordlessly, leaving behind the flock of sheep and the hustle and bustle. Chi Xiujuan opened her eyes silently, cut a song, and then slowly closed her eyes.

About half an hour later, Cui Youqing in another car called, and the call was still answered by Chi Xiujuan, who was sitting in the co-driver of the SUV.

"Yebsay (Hello)?" Chi Xiujuan said.

The vehicle was moving forward at a speed of 60 yards. Cui Youqing was afraid of missing the rest area, so she didn't dare to talk too much, and said straight to the point: "Oni, we are hungry."

The mode of self-driving tour in New Zealand is quite mature, with everything to eat, drink and have fun along the way.Cui Youqing's group was driven by manager Zheng and kept running ahead of He Qing's group.Because the two cars were far apart, when Cui Youqing's group salivated at the smell of barbecue, He Qing and the others were still driving.

Glancing at the map navigation, Chi Xiujuan opened her mouth. Every time she talked to Cui Youqing, there was no trace of captain's posture in her words. As time went by, the smell of discussion became more and more intense, "Can you hold on for a while?" ? Less than an hour's drive away, Hutchi..."

Thinking of the restaurant that everyone booked together, and the colorful food pictures one after another in the comment area, Lucy couldn't help salivating, and rushed to chime in: "Yes, yes, hold on, Hutchi O'Neill has already ordered Hotel!"

Hunger is human nature, He Qing has nothing to say, she expected it to be like this, the director, writer and even some members of the group, many people think that the variable of this group is themselves, but it is not the case, the itinerary that I read three or five times this morning That's the proof.

The production team may not know it, but she is the only one who takes the trouble to check the itinerary herself, and the rest of the members have already formed the habit of relying on their agents.

The speed of the car slowed down significantly. Jin Duyan was worried that the other team would drive past the rest area. He rubbed his groaning stomach and answered the phone, speaking twice as fast as usual, "We entered a rest area called Greta Valley. Come on! There are a lot of people eating inside, I'm really hungry."

Chi Xiujuan wanted to say something more, but the director's call came in directly, "Is He Qingxi driving? He Qingxi, drive carefully, don't miss the road sign in the rest area."

When He Qing heard the director speak, she asked, "Are you sure you want to stop?"

"Inside, the production team here has been notified and has already started to install the machine." The director instructed, "By the way, Manager Zheng and the others have arrived. Remember to call me in advance when you arrive."

"I'll be there in about 7 minutes." He Qing hung up the phone, confirmed the navigation, lightly tapped the brakes, and the speed of the car slowly slowed down.First, he drove into the auxiliary road according to the road signs, then drove westward along the country road, and finally stopped firmly in the rest area.

No one wants to get off.They are also members of WekiMeki, and the itinerary was temporarily changed. Everyone thought that Cui Youqing and the others called to discuss with them, but they didn't expect it to be a notice.

Do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from inequity!

When the photographer arrived, no one stopped in the SUV except Lucy.There are not so many reasons in the world of adults. Although the popularity theory of the show hurts people, in the world of idols, popularity is the law of the world.They are soft-spoken and can't shake the law, so they can only accept it silently. When they can't bear it, they shrink in a corner alone and lick their feathers wet by rain.

Unexpectedly, Lucy pouted and refused to get out of the car.

The production photographer has already come to the front, and the camera on the SUV is also turned on, there is no reason to let the young lady's temper grow wild, He Qing persuaded: "Come down, O'Neill will take you to that restaurant tomorrow, only take you One, okay?"

"Really? Just me?" The maknae's eyes widened, her silly voice matched with her tall stature, she really fit the idiom, she was a "big fool".

After all, he was still a child, only 16 years old.The treatment she was given alone wiped away her dissatisfaction in an instant, and she followed behind He Qing to join the big army.

The rice is indeed delicious, but some people are not hungry.When she doesn't move her mouth, it is inevitable to use her brain. Chi Xiujuan sat by herself, thinking that maybe she really needs some personal space.After thinking it over, she followed her heart and planned to discuss it with the writer, even though her wisdom told her that her proposal would not be adopted.

He Qing passed by Chi Xiujuan, called him to stop, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Something." After Chi Xiujuan answered, she raised her legs and wanted to leave.But He Qing saw that she was heading towards the writer's table, so she asked again, "Looking for a writer?"

"Ok!"

When you are away from home, no one has a moment to be taken care of, but when the director team gets involved, the incident changes.He Qing thought she understood her emotions, thought for a while, followed her, and said, "I'll accompany you?"

"Okay!" Chi Xiujuan didn't refuse He Qing's proposal, and she couldn't refuse either. Sometimes she has to admit that popularity is really important in a group. Like the suggestion she gave to writers below, if you say it yourself, it will probably be rejected. Rejected, but as long as He Qing agrees, the writers will consider it to some extent.

"Writer O'Neil, can we move around freely after we arrive at the station?" Chi Xiujuan asked.

"He Qingxi thinks so too?" The writer looked at He Qing, as if asking for her opinion.

"Let's group up. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages." He Qing nodded. She is the protagonist of this matter, but as a player in the game, she can't say who is right and who is wrong.Nine people and nine ideas, it is not uncommon to have disagreements, give some personal space, and then sit down and talk together, most of the time you can turn the page.

"Pass!" The writer respected their decision, because indeed, as Qing said, for Tuan Zong, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Chi Xiujuan is thinking about her own state, He Qing is thinking about Chi Xiujuan's state, and the writer is thinking about the multiplication of broadcasting volume and the conflicts from beginning to end.It’s just that in the finished film that was broadcast, this discussion with the production team was not broadcast, but in the clip after the two cars drove into the rest area one after the other, He Qing and Chi Xiujuan’s shots were blank for 10 minutes. Long!

Appropriate blank space and clips that deliberately leave clues are guiding people who watch the group drama to peel off cocoons in the game.Fans who understand will be unhappy, but as long as there is one fan who understands, the goal of the production team has been achieved.

Although a butterfly is small, it can make huge waves.

In particular, He Qing is the only producer in the group and her popularity is second only to Cui Youqing and Jin Doyan who were born in the draft.

In order to confirm their conjecture, since the show ended, quick-thinking fans and friends tried to deduce the whole matter through clues.And the official preview of the next episode further confirmed the conjectures of some fans.

In the preview, He Qing, who returned to the hotel that night, took off her makeup and hair, and immediately began to sculpt the inspiration captured while driving, and it was close to 09:30 when she regained consciousness.Before she could turn off the computer, the knock on the door rang right on time.

"He Qing?"

He Qing hurriedly put on her slippers, opened the door and welcomed the person in, with an unconcealable apology on her face, "Mi Ah Nei! Wait for me for 2 minutes and change clothes!"

"Writing a new song?" Chi Xiujuan asked curiously.

"Inside!"

"very nice!"

"You can also try to write."

"Forget it, I'm not good at it!"

Walking through one intersection after another in silence, the photographer coughed so frequently that one could almost doubt whether he had pneumonia, but the two remained silent.Walking all the way to a lively square, passing one of the barbecue stalls, He Qing ordered some meat skewers and vegetables, ordered a can of beer, and invited Chi Xiujuan to sit down before opening her mouth.

"We've known each other for almost a year." He Qing took a sip of beer and said slowly, "It seems that we haven't eaten together."

"It's been almost a year since I joined the company at the end of 16." Chi Xiujuan picked up a draft beer mug bigger than her face, took a sip, and said.

"The first time we met, did I knock you down?" He Qing suddenly remembered something and laughed.

"Let's go to the vocal class. It seems that we were late, so we bumped into each other at the door." Chi Xiujuan also remembered the past, and also laughed.

After drinking some wine, the two of them relaxed a lot under the influence of alcohol, and they became less and less concerned about the camera, and their conversations became more casual, often saying whatever came to mind.

"When I was a trainee, I thought you were very good," Chi Xiujuan pointed to He Qing and said, "At that time, everyone had to attend classes all day long, including Cui Youqing and Jin Doyan, but you were the only one who could attend half of the class before leaving."

"There's no such thing as being great or not, it's just that the direction of hard work is different." He Qing said modestly, but in her heart, talent is always more important than hard work!

"Still uncomfortable?" He Qing asked again.

"It would be a lie to say that I don't feel uncomfortable, but I have indeed received favors from others." Chi Xiujuan laughed at herself and buried her head in another glass of beer. "There is nothing to complain about, hypocritical!"

He Qing very much agrees with Li Bai's point of view in a poem.Therefore, He Qing persuaded: "The Han River has many branches. Every time it rains, the water absorbed by different branches will eventually be collected on the main Han River, isn't it?"

Chi Xiujuan had been holding the wine glass in her hand and put it on the table with a bang. She took a deep look at He Qing and said inarticulately, "You shouldn't have come to persuade me, really!"

He Qing was taken aback for a moment, and silence fell again.After a long time, Chi Xiujuan finally put down her wine glass, a tear rolled down the corner of her eye, and asked inarticulately, "Can you ask me to write songs?"

"sure!"

After drinking for three rounds, but not eating much food, He Qing dragged the crooked Chi Xiujuan, supported her on her shoulders, and dragged her back to the hotel with difficulty under the worried eyes of the big cameraman.

He Qing, who was devoted to protecting Chi Xiujuan, didn't notice that the phone screen in her jacket pocket lit up one after another, and the light shone on Chi Xiujuan's face. The man's eyes were wide open, and an unknown emotion stirred inside.

In the hotel room, the production team had a small meeting about the day's itinerary, and Broker Zheng was also in it. However, during the meeting, he suddenly received a call from his superior. He held the phone, apologized, and ran outside to answer the phone.

"Minister, good evening!" Broker Zheng bowed his waist and said hello respectfully.

"The company received a script from China, you send it to He Qing, so that she can get familiar with it as soon as possible." Being woken up in the middle of the night was uncomfortable for everyone, including the executives of the brokerage department.

"Ouba, what's the matter with you!" A sweet and greasy voice pierced through the phone into Broker Zheng's ears, and Broker Zheng took the phone away in disgust.

"Baby, let me tell you something, you go to sleep!"

"No, Oppa, come back quickly!"

"Okay baby!"

"Do you remember?" Not as patiently as talking to a woman, the executive put his mobile phone back on his ear and asked in a firm tone.

"Hey, I'll find Secretary Li to connect with the company right away." Manager Zheng wisely didn't bother his boss anymore.

"Okay, you took a good team this time, just wait to fly to the branches!" Who would not like it among the sensible subordinates, the executive changed his voice, and after a few words of praise, he hung up the phone.

"Bah, what the hell!" After hanging up the phone, Manager Zheng muttered dissatisfiedly.

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As I write, my mind is full of Min Minzi's three-question world!Ha ha ha ha!