Chapter 53： show

Throughout the meal, Ling Zhen's table was extremely quiet.

The few people who were ridiculing just now can't wait to return to a few minutes to seal their mouths.

Several people are now watching their noses and noses, and on the surface they are eating honestly. But under the table, the small group in the phone has exploded.

[What is the relationship between the big star and Mr. Wei? ? ? ]

[I think it’s the relationship between nurturing and being nurtured...]

[Do you feel like it? ]

A few faces lifted up secretly and looked at Ling Zhen who was eating quietly across from him. She really didn't drink ice-cola anymore, and the bottle of tender strawberry yogurt was in her hand.

A few faces lowered again.

[Isn't it a special relationship? ! ]

[Why do I rely on it]

A real sour smell floated on the dining table.

So they were irritated for a long time just now, Ling Zhen was not being poked with thoughts and pretending to be there, but really too lazy to pay attention to them, watching them play monkeys.

The little girls are not too old, and their faces are red and white.

Ling Zhen didn't care about their ups and downs. She unscrewed the strawberry yogurt and took a sip, licked her lips, and secretly turned her head to look at the person on the main table.

Wei Xi was at that table. In addition to the head of the group, art director and other seniors, there was also Wen Zichu. Wei Xi and him are diagonally opposite.

Ling Zhen bit the bottle and took a peek.

Wei Xi is essentially a person who doesn't like socializing, and is also bored with all kinds of dining table culture. Especially she could feel that she didn't know how many eyes were falling on him in all directions, and Ling Zhen was a little afraid of him being annoying.

But after looking at it for a while, although Wei Xi was very cold, her expression was very calm.

She relaxed a little, and planned to turn around and continue eating.

But at this moment, the man in the distance suddenly turned his face slightly, catching her eyes accurately.

Ling Zhen said "Yeah" in his heart and looked at him blankly.

Seeing her, Wei Xi was expressionless before suddenly curling her lips.

Mouth shape at her from a distance: Eat more.

Ling Zhen turned his face back and clamped a piece of small ribs, thinking, of course, he should eat more.

He said to help her treat.

The little girl turned around and went to eat obediently, and Wei Xi withdrew her gaze. Then he raised his eyes and met the inquiring gaze of the man diagonally opposite.

The temperature in his eyes dissipated quickly and his eyes were cold.

The head of the delegation naturally felt that Mr. Wei was not very much looking forward to seeing them, Teacher Wen.

But there is no way, one is the group pillar, the other is the gold master, neither can be offended. She had to take charge of the topic and barely kept the atmosphere at the dinner table in a harmonious category.

Halfway through the meal, Wei Xi got up and went to the bathroom.

When I came out to wash my hands, a person stopped by the sink.

Wen Zichu stood in front of the mirror, watching Wei Xi's cold white hands wash in the water, and whispered: "It seems that the'backlash' has already passed?"

The last time I met Wei Xi outside the dance troupe building, he saw the real inside of this man's coldness, and once said that if he pretended to be too much, he would be beaten back.

But now it seems that although the villain has the same personality, it seems to be a little more stable than when I saw it last time.

Wei Xi washed her hands slowly, drew a paper and wiped them dry, and looked at him in the mirror: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Wen Zi first spread his hands. Although he stabilized a little bit, his hostility towards him remained the same.

"A question in good faith." Wen Zichu stated his position.

Wei Xi threw the paper ball and squinted her eyes slightly: "Dance with her, don't care about the others."

This is already the bottom line he can accept.

Wen Zichu raised his palm to express his understanding.

Wei Xi walked out of the bathroom, and then Wen Zichu heard it, and there was an innocent voice outside.

"Wei Xi-are you full?"

When Ling Zhen saw him, he stepped upside down in front of him and asked him with his face up.

The man's voice was much softer than before: "Yeah."

Ling Zhen's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly: "Then you eat so little now—that milk gel pack is delicious."

Wei Xi said with a smile in her voice: "I see."

The two voices gradually faded away.

Wen Zichu walked out slowly, somewhat understanding.

It's not that Mr. villain has changed.

...But the little fairy beside him, which made him stable.

The performance at this stop was two days later.

The location is at the Grand Theater in the center of this coastal city, at seven o'clock in the evening.

Ling Zhen has been reviewing with Teacher Wen many times in the past few days, but this day when she was waiting for the stage with makeup in the backstage, she was still very nervous.

After all, this is her real first stage.

Gu Xiaomeng is about to become her assistant, and she is very proactive to help her run before and after, making Ling Zhen very embarrassed.

As usual, other people in the dance troupe will definitely have to ridicule them, saying that Ling Zhen stars are brought to the dance troupe, or that Gu Xiaomeng is willing to lick a dog.

But since that meal, they knew that Ling Zhen seemed to be the sponsor's father, and that someone with good luck went to the special team leader to verify.

Although the head of the regiment didn't say it clearly, he told them meaningfully that Ling Zhen was sent back by Mr. Wei himself:)

From then on, no one dared to talk in front of Ling Zhen anymore.

Ling Zhen sat in the background, taking a deep breath to calm her mood.

She and Teacher Wen's "Let's Tell Your Heart" is still the opening dance. The first two "Appeals to the Heart" were both solo dances of Teacher Wen. Today is the first time that the two of them have cooperated on stage. Ling Zhen hopes that he will not smash Teacher Wen's signature.

Before entering the field, Ling Zhen's phone lit up.

She opened it and saw that it was Wei Xi's Wei Xi.

[take it easy. ]

He was stuck in time, Ling Zhen smiled, and said back to him: [Okay].

After she started dancing, Wei Xi really didn't bother her again. She should be in City A now.

Ling Zhen returned to WeChat, put her phone away, then took a breath and walked to the waiting area.

Today, she wore a soft white dance skirt, the upper body was tight, and the lower part of the skirt and calves gave a clear view of her exquisite figure.

Gu Xiaomeng's show is behind, and now follow Ling Zhen to cheer her on. She was a girl, and she couldn't help swallowing when she saw Ling Zhen's figure.

How could there be such a beautiful face, such a good figure, and such a great dance! Gu Xiaomeng, God is really unfair.

—But it’s so unfair! Hehe!

The performance officially opened, the host stepped onto the stage, and after reading the opening remarks, he began to cross-talk.

"Then below, please enjoy the duet dance, "The Order of the Heartfelt". Performers, Wen Zichu, Ling Zhen!"

When these two names were pronounced, there was a slight commotion in the audience.

"Ms. Wen's heartfelt appeal is not a solo dancer? And do you think the name behind is so familiar..."

"Is it right that in the recent hot drama, the second female is also called Ling Zhen?"

"Does it have the same name?..."

The lights on the stage dimmed, and the sound on the stage gradually ceased.

After the room was completely quiet, the melodious piano sounded, and a man dressed in an all-black dance suit came out with the rhythm, dancing and singing poems.

It was late spring when green plums were boiled for wine, and they happily went to Huaxia in Nanmo, Dongcheng.

Wen Zichu looked devoted, and within tens of seconds, the exquisite and flexible dance moves quickly elicited the first wave of applause.

After going to the outing, soon, I will meet the person I like.

So just as the audience was immersed in Wen Zichu's dance, a light figure swept into the picture like a spring breeze.

The woman's movements are light, and she cooperates wonderfully with Wen Zichu who is like a god. The fan was thrown in the air, and the girl caught it every second, shaking her face away with a smile, intimate and intoxicating.

A series of difficult moves were performed by the two. Such as the play of dragon and pond fish, it is so beautiful that people forget to breathe.

In the end, it was "thousand-foot hairspring that provokes Chaoyun." The man is nostalgic for her, but happiness is temporary, and the clouds finally disappear.

At the end of the song, people go, two silhouettes, one black and one white, stop, and bow to everyone hand in hand.

There was silence in the theater for a few seconds.

Then, the violent applause almost overturned the roof.

The voice of the person who was talking in a low voice was full of excitement: "This is Ling Zhen! Oh my God!!"

"I said she didn't seem to be a substitute for dancing when she played Fuqing. I didn't expect her to be of this kind of **** level!"

Ling Zhen recovered from the performance at this time.

In the audience, countless people looked excited and sent a steady stream of applause.

She smiled, feeling extremely satisfied in her heart.

At this time, in the corner of the auditorium, Wei Xi's eyes were dark and her face was not very good.

In the pas de deux, the two had a lot of physical interaction, and Wen Zichu even hugged her waist.

The assistant just called him, and the last flight to city A today must be rushed to the airport.

On the stage, Ling Zhen seemed to be shining, smiling very brightly.

Wei Xi looked at her for a while, and finally sighed lowly.

Forget it. Since she likes it.

Later...Let's hug it back.

That night, Ling Zhen brought the entry #东方舞团巡演# on the hot search.

This time, she was not praised or trampled by someone else, but she was hit by hot searches based solely on her dance performance.

Some netizens uploaded a dance video of her and Wen Zichu, and the whole network was shocked at the same time.

The popularity of "Xian Wen" is still there, and "Little Floating Green" has been hiding for so long, and he actually went to dance!

Moreover, it is such a professional performance!

The most crazy fans are Ling Zhen. They don't know what kind of treasure girl they have fanned. On the hot search, while crying and Amway, it is almost like a collective Chinese New Year.

All major marketing accounts have come to catch Ling Zhen's enthusiasm, saying that Ling Zhen represents the ceiling of female artist's dance business level.

Of course, behind this grand marketing, there is no lack of Xing Lihe's team operations. After all, he is his own artist, such a good publicity opportunity, a qualified agent will definitely not be wasted.

After this battle, the tickets for the next stop of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe were sold out three seconds after the tickets were released, and it was hard to find a ticket.

Ling Zhen became the new cash cow of the dance troupe in one fell swoop, and even Wen Zichu gave way. The head of the group looked at her like his own daughter.

…

After a few days, they finally left the seaside city and went to the next stop.

Ling Zhen packed up his luggage and lay on the bed to play with her mobile phone.

Just then, Wei Xi called.

It was a video call.

Counting the days, they seem to have not seen each other for a week since Wei Xi left.

When Ling Zhen went to other provinces to film, she also video with Wei Xi. But at that time it was to observe his state, now... it seems very different from then.

Ling Zhen took the headset and tapped to answer. There was still no one on the other side, and the camera was facing the room.

Xiao Meng went to take a bath, and Ling Zhen was the only person in the hotel room at this time.

Wei Xi's deep magnetic voice came into her ears: "What are you doing?"

Ling Zhen answered truthfully: "Lie down."

Wei Xi smiled.

On the screen, her small face is resting on a thick and soft pillow, and her lips are pouting, with a natural cuteness.

But Ling Zhen was a little bit dissatisfied. She held her mobile phone and whispered, "It's not fair, why is it just me showing my face."

Wei Xi's voice with a low smile came over: "Why do you say?"

Ling Zhen's calves hooked up and flicked in the air, and said angrily, "Because you are shameless."

Wei Xi's voice was low, as if he was coaxing people: "No."

Ling Zhen blinked, and there was an unconscious squeeze in his voice: "Then what do you mean?"

"Because... I want to see you, so you show your face," Wei Xi coaxed, "Do you want to see me?"

Ling Zhen stayed for a few seconds.

Then, the hand hanging by the bed gently picked the quilt, her eyes floated and floated, and finally she whispered: "Just... it's okay."

The bathroom door opened with a "click", and a little steam curled up on the very smooth calf.

Xiao Meng was calling her: "Sister Zhenzhen, I'm ready to wash—"

Ling Zhen turned his head to respond to her: "Okay—"

At this moment, the camera on the opposite side of the phone switched over.

Wei Xi's face appeared on the screen. At a very close distance, the man's facial features were perfectly proportioned and handsome.

He was laughing.

There was a deep laughter in the earphones, and he said, "But I miss you so much."

The author has something to say: If this is not love! ! (Tremor)

(Ps: The poem comes from Yan Shu's "Let’s Appeal to the Heart"