Did Shuang Dingliu break up today [Rebirth]

"Not good." Shen Yao shook his head and said.

Now his waist is so painful that it is about to split. If he goes on vacation for a while, he can die directly on the bed.

And the two of them didn't stay at home all day thinking about such things, they still wanted to go out for a stroll, so one day they went out in the car sent by Fang Xingye.

"Let me introduce you, this is Manager Zhang."

Fang Xingye introduced a middle-aged man wearing glasses who was driving in front, and the other party looked back at the two of them.

"Your friend? She's pretty." Manager Zhang smiled kindly.

"My love." Fang Xingye corrected decisively.

The two were silent at the same time: "..."

In the end, it was Manager Zhang who laughed first and said, "Okay... as long as you like it, what are you two planning to perform at the Lantern Festival?"

Shen Yao asked in surprise, "Can we choose it ourselves?"

Manager Zhang said warmly in the front: "Of course, as long as there is a positive program, there is no big requirement for the party."

"Do you have any good ideas?" Fang Xingye looked back at him.

Shen Yao pondered for a moment, then replied: "I want to perform the dance from our last Guofeng MV."

"Just the two of us?" Fang Xingye raised his eyelids.

Shen Yao also knew that it was a five-person dance, so he continued, "You can adapt it."

"Guofeng MV? What is that?" Manager Zhang asked curiously while driving in front.

"Just our group's last album." Fang Xingye explained first.

"That's very good!" Manager Zhang sounded very excited, "I like that album very much, you can follow that!"

Fang Xingye then looked at Shen Yao tenderly: "Then listen to you."

Shen Yao's cheeks became hot from the affectionate eyes staring at him, and he simply turned his head to look out the window.

So the two of them just walked around outside before returning to the practice room, and rehearsed the national style dance last time according to the tune, adding some new ideas in the middle.

Because there is no table in the practice room, Shen Yao always kneels on the ground to watch the video on his mobile phone, touching his lower back from time to time.

"Does your waist feel okay?" Fang Xingye asked knowingly.

"Pain..." Shen Yao blinked.

Fang Xingye stretched out his hand: "How about I give you a massage?"

Shen Yao dodged vigilantly: "No need."

Seeing that Fang Xingye hadn't taken advantage of it, he felt a little regretful, and returned to the rehearsal, asking halfway through, "Do you want to add that blindfolded dance?"

Shen Yao replied: "Not for now."

Fang Xingye said with some regret: "But you look so tempting when you dance blindfolded."

"Don't use that word to describe me."

Shen Yao sternly rejected any teasing words from the other party, and focused on thinking about the dance moves.

Fang Xingye, however, was sitting beside him reluctantly, and smiled: "I'm telling the truth, isn't it very tempting to see you wrapped in ribbons from head to toe after turning around?"

Suddenly, a strange picture appeared in Shen Yao's mind thinking about the dance, and he gave him a decisive look: "You...don't say it!"

Fang Xingye snorted: "I just want to say."

Dancing will make people happy physically and mentally, and it is the same for Shen Yao, but it is still a headache to have an extra brat next to him who makes trouble from time to time.

Fortunately, the dance was choreographed smoothly in the end. Manager Zhang came in and saw the two performing with joyful expressions.

"The two of you are too surprising. Maybe this show will become the highlight of the party."

Shen Yao showed a refreshing smile: "That's the purpose."

Manager Zhang stared blankly, Fang Xingye immediately noticed this subtle reaction, and immediately came out to block Shen Yao's body, and snorted coldly: "Don't covet my people."

Shen Yao: "..."

Manager Zhang: "..."

Who coveted it!He has his own wife, okay?

……

On the eve of the Lantern Festival, the two took a car from the company all the way to the branch venue of the party. It was full of New Year's flavor, with red lanterns and colorful lights hanging everywhere, and there were dragon and lion dancers performing around the venue.

Shen Yao looked at the car for a while, until the car drove into the parking lot of the venue, then looked away and followed Fang Xingye to get out of the car.

However, they met two familiar figures head on.

"Shen Yao? Fang Xingye?"

The person who spoke was Zhong Chu. Even during the Chinese New Year, he was dressed very plainly, but the person standing next to him was very brightly dressed.

It was Duan Hongchen.

And such a top artist can't catch up with them here, so he was surrounded by a group of assistants and walked into the venue.

"What a coincidence, you also come to the performance?" Zhong Chu approached the two of them and took the initiative to talk to them.

Fang Xingye nodded acquiescingly, and then asked, "Are you also bringing artists to the performance?"

Zhong Chu sighed: "Yes, but this artist is losing his temper right now."

Shen Yao: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Chu pushed down the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "He heard that Xiang Tianzhen was going to the Spring Festival Gala, but he could only come to the Lantern Festival Gala, and his spirit was frustrated."

It's not surprising to have this kind of thinking. After all, they are both top-notch, and there is still a big difference in grade between going to the Spring Festival Gala and going to the Lantern Festival Gala. In the future, they will inevitably be laughed at by Xiang Tianzhen's fans.

Shen Yao said casually, "Then what is he going to perform?"

"Poetry recitation." Zhong Chu answered without hesitation, "What about you?"

Fang Xingye pretended to be mysterious: "You will know when you see it."

Zhong Chu raised his eyebrows, as if he guessed that their program must be very special, and said with a light smile, "It's good to be multi-talented."

"Broker Zhong!" An impatient voice came from a distance.

Fang Xingye glanced into the distance: "Your Duan Dingliu is looking for you."

"It's okay, don't worry about him for now." Zhong Chu turned to look at Shen Yao, "How are you thinking, there is not much time left before the dissolution."

Shen Yao realized that the other party was asking about signing a brokerage company, before he could answer, he heard the people around him answer first: "I'm still here, do you want to rob people publicly?"

Zhong Chu felt helpless, frowned and said, "Then ask him if he wants to join your company."

"..." Fang Xingye coughed lightly, turned around and whistled.

"Forget it, anyway, you have my phone." Zhong Chu glanced at the time on his watch, and then at Shen Yao, "Let's talk next time we have a chance."

After speaking, he waved his hand and turned away.

When he was far away, Fang Xingye turned around: "If you want to go to Xinkai, it's not impossible."

Shen Yao: "Huh?"

"But you can negotiate terms with them, don't sign a contract of sale." Fang Xingye seemed to be hinting at him.

Shen Yao was taken aback for a moment: "What do you mean..."

Before he finished speaking, Manager Zhang ran up to them and urged them: "You two stop standing here, there are reporters squatting outside, go in quickly."

There was no time to continue this topic, so the two of them had to quickly cover their masks to prevent the paparazzi from secretly taking pictures, and ran to the venue quickly.

Followed everyone to a rehearsal, and the director of the party expressed his satisfaction with the program of the two of them.

The Lantern Festival Gala is very solemn and solemn. Their national style program reflects the collision of traditional culture and modern culture, and is full of patriotism and positive energy. Such a program has won applause from the on-site staff.

When Shen Yao stepped down from the stage, he heard the staff beside him whispering.

"The traffic niche now... is really getting better and better..."

But when the staff handed over the clothes, Shen Yao frowned.

"What's wrong?" Fang Xingye just walked over from behind.

Shen Yao sent the clothes to him: "This material..."

Fang Xingye shook his hand: "Yes, it's too heavy, it's not suitable for the two of us to dance."

Shen Yao hesitated for a while: "Can I change it?"

Fang Xingye: "I'll ask the director."

Shen Yao grabbed his wrist: "Does the director think that the two of us are too busy?"

"Don't be so nervous." Fang Xingye smiled, "We are just making our request."

After a while, Fang Xingye came back, frowning.

"A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Shen Yao was in a dilemma, and finally said: "Good news."

Fang Xingye: "The director said it can be changed."

Shen Yao's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "What about the bad news?"

Fang Xingye pointed to the row of colorful silk costumes: "I can only choose from there."

"..."

Shen Yao looked at the row of festive colors, feeling infinitely desolate in his heart.

How to choose between heavy and delicate clothes and light and rustic clothes is really a problem.

"How about... let's try to see through this jump."

Fang Xingye nodded: "I think so too."

Afterwards, they changed their clothes and went on stage to try it out. It was true that all the movements were more difficult than in the previous rehearsal, but they gritted their teeth and persisted, and the show was successfully completed.

"Thank goodness we're still okay."

Shen Yao stared down at his bulky sleeves, shook his head helplessly and smiled.

"That's not it." Fang Xingye's eyes kept looking up and down on Shen Yao, "Honey, last time I found that you are very suitable for wearing ancient costumes. You must have been a fairy in your last life."

After speaking, he deliberately pulled off Shen Yao's belt.

Shen Yao frowned, and patted off the wolf's claws on his belt: "Then you must have been a flower picking thief in your previous life."

"Not bad." Fang Xingye said proudly, "Let me pick."

After the rehearsal, it was almost midnight, the two returned to the hotel room near the venue, and Shen Yao fell asleep.

"Don't sleep right after work..." Fang Xingye stretched out his hand to poke the bulging quilt.

Although he didn't intend to do anything else, but he didn't even have a good night kiss, so he was too miserable?

So Fang Xingye turned him over and kissed him hard on his thin lips.

Shen Yao was obviously awakened by him, and impatiently pushed the person next to him away, muttering: "Sleep... sleep."

Fang Xingye chuckled, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and fell asleep.

This time I didn't get enough sleep, and the next day I had to go to the venue to rehearse again during the day. After getting in the car, Shen Yao glanced out the window in a daze, and vaguely found a photo of the two of them on the roadside bus.

This woke him up, and he sat up and asked, "What's going on with that bus..."

Fang Xingye looked back and followed him: "Which one?"

Shen Yao pointed again: "That's the one!"

There is indeed a photo of the two of them on a bus, but it is obviously not a real photo, but a combination of special effects.

Fang Xingye raised his eyebrows: "Well, it was done by fans."

Shen Yao turned around: "Why do fans do such support?"

"Because I'm a CP fan." Fang Xingye explained patiently, "Besides, we don't seem to have a photo together, so it's all up to them to post."

"Can you do this?!"