Days dominated by wife-watching demons

AXSY's debut stage is scheduled for Monday, and the exposure rate of the song-playing stage on the stage is enough but the gold content is not high, but at the same time, it is not a pity to abandon this award like this-most of the singers and groups participating in the song-playing stage have accumulated at least Ten days and a half months of data, even if AXSY has AW company family fans and a small number of passer-by fans, it is difficult to generate good-looking data.

Simply treat this as a pure performance stage.

The pre-announcement on Weibo has already made the fans impatient, and they opened a super chat on Weibo long before the show started, and became popular.

Most of the singing stages are recorded in advance, and there will be a live broadcast on the day of the awards. After the rehearsal, AXSY has already been waiting in the background to wait for the sequence.

Originally, only the agent Xu Bai was supposed to follow, but when the rehearsal was over, the director, who was supposed to be handling affairs in the company's daily affairs, also came after him in person, still in a silent manner. If Song Fan hadn't howled out, the others would never have known.

"Hello Director."

"Hmm." The man abruptly sat the auditorium like an interrogation stand, and his steady voice was comforting: "Don't be too nervous on the pre-recording stage, just come as usual. The performance in the rehearsal just now Not bad."

Ge Zijie seldom appears in crowded places in the company on weekdays, and the scope of activities is usually limited to the distance between her office and the meeting room. It was the first time I heard a compliment from my mouth.

However, this was not the end, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ge Zijie, the cold-faced supervisor they had in mind, raised the corners of his mouth, evoked a gentle smile and said to An Jing: "You did a good job."

The area from behind An Jing's ears to her neck instantly turned red. She had heard many words of praise, but this time it came from the mouth of the person she was most looking forward to.

"I will try my best." She held back for a long time before uttering this sentence.

The official recording begins.

Ge Zijie sat in the most perfect viewing seat in the middle of the first row of the auditorium, admiring the works of art she had unearthed.

In line with the prelude to the song, the four of them stood in a row. An Jing stood on the left side of the middle, with her long arms hanging by her side, with a cold and mysterious expression on her face, her chin slightly raised and her eyelids slightly drooping, a haughty aura emerged spontaneously .

Ge Zijie's eyes were glued to her body, and it was difficult to separate him for a while. Who would have imagined that Mu Mu, who would be embarrassed and speechless if he teased casually in the audience, would have such a big contrast on stage.

The first retake sounded, and with the slowly rising voice of lead singer Ye Min, the four of them began to make straddling movements. This movement is not large, but it is very difficult to make that kind of arrogant yet sexy taste. Difficult, among several people, Xi Ge spent the longest time, practicing for a week before making any taste.

After the chorus of two beats is the killing part, which is the most memorable climax part of a song.

The main dancer, An Jing, stood in the center, her body danced quickly to the beat, taking advantage of the gap of breathing, put her bent index finger on the tie in front of her body, joined a wave movement, the tie was untied at once, and it fell loosely on her body In front, the open neckline of the shirt reveals two delicate collarbones and a slender neck line. The next movement raises both arms, and the hem of the black shirt moves up a few centimeters, revealing An Jing's narrow waist. The vest line goes down the belt and goes into the trousers, arousing infinite reverie.

The director knew how to capture the camera, and immediately pointed the main camera at An Jing to zoom in, and recorded this set of hot actions without any trace.

Following An Jing's movements, the tie in front of her swayed in a wider arc, and it hit her arm several times. Taking advantage of the movement of turning her back, she simply grabbed the tie and bit it in her mouth.

In the freeze-frame action at the end of the stage, An Jing's surprisingly bright black eyes aimed at the camera, because some broken hair scattered around her ears during the dance action added a bit of laziness to her, and her white teeth bit her black tie, black and white The eye-catching intersection of her body and her breasts, combined with the rising and falling of her chest when she was panting, made her sexy feel explosive even if her whole body was tightly wrapped in long clothes and trousers.

"Wow! AW's new combination looks good this time, and the light-haired one is too eye-catching. I just stared at her the whole time." There was a camera assistant chatting beside her.

"Looking at her in a daze off stage just now, I didn't expect her expressiveness to be so explosive on stage. I have never seen her take a close-up shot. Every time she finds it accurately and quickly, her eyes are super killer."

"You also said that last time there was a girl group who didn't know if they had practiced. Seven or eight close-ups were matched once, and the movements were not perfect. We recorded several times and worked overtime until midnight. , if everyone is as clean and tidy as this group, we might have time for supper after tonight."

"Hahahaha that's the best." Speaking of this, the radio engineer next to him seemed very happy, and let go of one hand to get the cigarette of the person behind him.

"Here." The man handed out a cigarette, only to see a little girl passing by bumping into the radio rod in the hands of the radio operator as if she had no eyes, "Hey! Hand in hand!"

When he said this, the long radio stand had already started to fall down. The radio operator grabbed back violently, his arm muscles swelled but he couldn't stop it. Everyone's eyes began to follow the long pole to the end. Looking around, I found that the four of AXSY who had just finished recording were walking towards this staircase.

An Jing walked in the back, lowering her head and adjusting the tie around her neck, not noticing the imminent danger on her head at all.

"I'm Cao! An Jing, run!" The assistant didn't care about polite words, and waved wildly at An Jing to attract her attention.

The radio pole is not particularly heavy, but when the long pole falls down, it is pulled to a medium-sized lamp stand beside it. There are some thin iron sheets on the edge of the stand. It is almost like gouging out a hole with a knife when it hits someone at such a high height. , An Jing is still an idol, if this thing hurts her face, it is estimated that their money will not be enough to compensate AW.

Thinking about how she glanced at Ge Zijie in front of her again in a panic, she had to have an accident in front of Director Ren,

"Run?" An Jing subconsciously looked at the person who called her, and saw her pointing at the top of her head in a panic, and when she looked up again, the long black shadow was almost pressing down on her face, and she only had time Taking a step away from the side of the stairs, he missed his foot and fell down with weightlessness.

Fortunately, she remembered the warning that Xu Bai chanted every day: Even if you broke your arm, you have to protect your face.

Before she fell to the ground, she guessed that it would be quite painful to hit so many wires scattered on the ground, so she tried her best to shrink the important parts such as her stomach and head, thinking that the injury would not be too serious.

"Hey——" the sound of the iron plate hitting was loud and clear, but An Jing didn't seem to feel the pain she imagined. She let go of her clenched teeth and found that her shoulders to her waist were pressed against another warm body. The fabric of the playing suit is so thin that she can even feel the muscles of the opponent's body trembling.

She was stunned for two seconds, and then she realized the voices of the staff around her, and turned to look at the person holding her, "You—"

Are you okay? She couldn't say the next three words, and she couldn't say them.

What she saw was Ge Zijie's pale face, the tight lips, cold sweat on his forehead under his bangs, and a pair of light-colored eyes looking at her worriedly, "Are you hurt?"

Even though Ge Zijie was trying very hard to suppress the pain in his body, the sound of her gasping for breath still let An Jing know the general idea——Ge Zijie was injured, and the injury was not serious.

The eye sockets were reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye, An Jing hoarsely said to her: "It's you who has something to do!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment when the big guys are in a hurry, the wounded person on the body even pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed, "If you are fine, I will be fine."

An Jing stared at her for a long time with eyes that were about to shed tears, but finally she was defeated by this man's stubborn eyes. She put away some anxious tone just now, and said in a softer voice, "Don't move, Let them remove it for you."

On Ge Zijie's raised right arm, the black iron shelf sank a few centimeters, and within ten seconds of reaction time, many blood beads had already gushed out from the wound, and some even slid down the line of Ge Zijie's forearm , hitting An Jing's face which she was protecting under her.

An Jing blinked, wiped away the blood on her face, reached out to support Ge Zijie's hand to keep her from moving, and two staff members behind her lightly helped to support the clamp, An Jing straightened her upper body, bit by bit Ge Zijie's hand The hand moved down, and after the obstruction was removed, the blood came out even more fiercely. She panicked and wanted to help cover the wound with her hand, but she was afraid that the bacteria on her hand would cause infection. Fortunately, someone next to her handed over a white towel .

When everyone was in a mess, only the person who was hit sat there calmly, saw An Jing's hand wrapping her towel trembling, and even comforted her: "It's okay, I didn't hurt my bones."

"It's okay if you hurt your bones!" Ge Zijie didn't say it was okay, but An Jing panicked even more when he said that.

It was rare to see An Jing like this, but Ge Zijie responded obediently: "Yes."

Xu Bai acted quickly, telling other assistants to send Axsy and others back to the company, and he had already borrowed a car from the program director and waited at the door.

"I'll go too."

Xu Bai glanced at An Jing's serious expression from the rearview mirror, and said nothing, "Fasten your seat belt."

Every agent has the potential to be a racing driver, and Xu Bai's potential is particularly outstanding. Without running a single red light, he abruptly cut the 10-minute journey in half.

An Jing's heart was suspended all the way, and it was not until the doctor helped to treat the wound that it calmed down a little.

"Skin trauma will not affect the muscles and bones, but the wound is a bit deep. I will sew a few stitches for you after disinfection."

Hearing this, An Jing immediately became anxious again, "A few stitches and anesthesia, will there be scars afterward?"

"You can choose to take anesthesia or not." The doctor stood up to get the medicine.

While the doctor was stitching, An Jing kept staring at her, worried that what she said would affect the doctor's performance, so she kept silent, but the look on her face was not to mention how ugly.

Until it was fully bandaged, the doctor issued an order for Xu Bai to get the medicine, and An Jing still maintained that expression, looking like she wanted to educate but dared not.

Ge Zijie couldn't help thinking of the time when An Jing warned An Yang not to eat candy in a serious tone, exactly the same as when he scolded himself just now.

"An Jing." Ge Zijie held An Jing's hand with his uninjured hand, feeling her fingertips trembling in his palm, "I'm fine."