Because the new year's Eve party is live broadcast, and it is not online, but live broadcast on TV.

Therefore, the rehearsal, of course, is not a random rehearsal twice.

Nanyue first got familiar with the stage twice with the dance team that Shengshi entertainment found for her.

Then he put on the formal performance clothes and officially sang and danced three times when the lighting and special effects were in place.

There were some small problems during the period, but the dance teams were very professional and easily turned small mistakes into derivatives of dance movements.

After the chief director of the new year's party nodded, the rehearsal was completely over.

However, it is ahead of the expected end time.

Because I was thinking about making an appointment with Sheng Jingheng to go shopping, even if I haven't seen Yu Yan for a long time, Nanyue didn't care to say two more words, so I hurried to leave.

Sheng Jingheng didn't come directly to the TV station to pick her up, but he was still waiting on the way.

South Vietnam quickly changed the car, and then asked Mao Hui to go back to the villa as usual and get rid of the paparazzi who were still trying to drive with her.

This time, Sheng Jingheng naturally didn't let the driver drive the perforated RV. He drove an ordinary car himself.

After South Vietnam sat down and fastened his seat belt, he smelled a quiet smell similar to that of him.

Then I looked at the perfume bottle in front of the car, and Nanyue laughed, knowing that it was probably a car that he didn't drive very much.

However, South Vietnam did not ask him how many cars he had, which was a meaningless question.

But while looking at the scenery outside the window, he casually asked, "what are we going to buy?"

"Gifts." Sheng Jingheng told the truth.

"Huh?" South Vietnam just looked at him, and then thought of which people to have dinner with in the evening, so he roughly knew who the gift was for.

It is estimated that it is not just for one person, but to buy more copies.

Sheng Jingheng stepped on the brake slowly in front of a red light, then reached out to hold her hand and looked at her slightly.

"Will you be nervous?"

Nanyue smiled: "I've seen it once. What are you nervous about?"

Dingding looked at her clear and shining eyes. She really couldn't see half a minute of tension. Sheng Jingheng couldn't help raising her hand and kissed it on her lips.

Tone with a smile: "yes, they will like you."

South Vietnam turned slightly and smiled at him: "even if it's not me, as long as it's what you like, they will like it."

"If not," Sheng Jingheng looked serious and looked into her eyes, "it will only be you."

Nanyue was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Also, according to the man's many concerns, if there is no one like her who has real skills, no one can accept him.

Although he never wanted to be with normal people, he always had some fear and rejection of demons.

Neither man nor demon can do it. Most of them have made up their mind to live alone.

But he is still a half demon and will live a long time.

Thinking, Nam Yueh took his hand and kissed him on his lips to warm him.

"Brother, if you are entangled by me, you can't escape."

Sheng Jingheng looked at her deeply, his hands tightened slightly. When he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a horn from the car behind.

Nanyue looked at the signal light in front of him, which had turned green. He couldn't help laughing: "it's time to drive, Mr. Sheng."

"Yes, Mr. Nan."

She spoke. The car behind her was urging. Sheng Jingheng could only press it first, look carefully ahead and continue to drive to his destination.