Tracing the sound

Chapter 79 The Male God "Officially Announced"

Bi Sheng rubbed his phone and his temples painfully. If his teacher hadn't summoned him personally, he really wanted to go back to his comfort zone right now and tell his little boyfriend a bedtime story.

"Damn it!" Suddenly there was an earth-shattering roar from Zhuoyu Hall.

"Why are you so crazy?" Rong Bingxuan was so startled that he almost swallowed the melon seeds, and asked Lu Peng by picking his ears.

"Who? Who said this dude won't respond? Who is it?!" Lu Peng pulled his hair frantically.

"You said that you are a manager anyway, and no matter what, you are the face of Fusheng Studio. Can you change your temperament of being surprised?" Zhang Yunfeng patted CEO Lu who had entered the runaway mode, and persuaded him earnestly.

"Damn it, I'm going on strike! Go to whoever you love! All of you know how to hide your leisure by making sarcastic remarks, and I'm the one who went to the front line when something happened. Do you think I like to deal with those uneasy public opinion?" Lu Peng felt that he must have committed a Mercury retrograde this year, or if everything had been calm and peaceful for so long, all of a sudden, it seemed like a volcanic eruption and all kinds of shit came out of his head?

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Shen returned to the center of the storm and asked wearily.

"Brother Bi liked the post about his relationship with Yu Miao." Bai Hua said realistically.

Zhuo Shen was silent for 5 minutes: "Didn't he open Weibo?"

"He used the official account of Fusheng Studio." Lu Pengsheng added without love.

Zhuo Shen's eyes darkened, and he almost pouted.

"I shouldn't be cheap! What kind of software should I download for him? Wouldn't it be good for him to be a handsome man quietly like before? Is he satisfied until everyone knows it?" Lu Peng snorted. Crying with tears: "Let's do it, you should play a trumpet anyway, this time it's good, it's like an official announcement, how can I end it!"

"Sorry, hurry up and think about how to write a public relations draft." Zhu Zhenyao patted Lu Peng's thin shoulders without sincerity: "The screenshot of the likes has already been searched."

Lu Peng cried for his father and mother and screamed even more miserable, how the hell can he get back together?Studio hand slipped?Who will believe it? !

"Pretend to be blind and don't respond before it's too early. It will naturally stop in a few days. If you explain it seriously, you may suspect that there is no silver 300 taels here." Peng Linlin said disapprovingly.

"Who wants to respond?! I'm out of my mind! You guys don't know how difficult those media are. You all know that starting tomorrow, they will bombard me with all kinds of routines. Recently, in order to prevent being caught by them I don’t know how many brain cells are going to die every day, so can’t you just do me a favor and let me breathe?” Once Lu Peng’s comfortable life was broken, like a wild horse that has run loose, he began to uncontrollably head towards the city full of dark arrows and enemies. Running wildly on the weird road of thorns, it is really painful.

Zhuo Shen quietly moved to the gate of Zhuoyutang, and he was only one step away from escaping.

"Boss Zhuo, you can't wait to see death and do nothing! You promised to be blessed and suffer together? Do you have the heart to let me face those scourges alone?" Suddenly a heavy weight appeared on his thigh, and Zhuo Shen died. After kicking twice, he just couldn't get rid of it.

After frantically tossing around all night, Lu Peng exhausted himself and prepared the official answers to all kinds of tricky questions that might arise. Sure enough, early in the morning, mobile phones and telephones were bombarded on time like a rooster crowing.

It was the first time in Yu Miao's life that he slept until the sun was up and woke up. After regaining his senses, he regretted wasting a day's practice time, so he ate something randomly and planned to go to Zhuoyu Hall to study hard.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw Lu Peng lying on the floor dying, and Rong Bingxuan was pinching him.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Yu Miao, and they immediately left the "diplomatic hero" who had been grinding his mouth all morning and didn't even bother to drink, and went to gossip around the little goblin who brought disaster to the country and the people.

"Be honest! When did you go with Bi Sheng?" Zhu Zhenyao rubbed Yu Miao's hair hard.

"It's hidden deep enough, little friend! Even we are hiding it from you, can you talk about your conscience?" Zhang Yunfeng, who had been Yu Miao's mentor for a few days, joked with a smile.

"You two...how far have you developed?" Rong Bingxuan wretchedly squeezed his eyes.

"You are so powerful, Brother Bi...so fierce." Bai Hua admired Yu Miao's courage.

Where has Yu Miao, who keeps talking to me, ever seen such a formation?After ambiguously coping with a few words, he quickly escaped by practicing dance.Yu Miao knew that everyone did not have any malicious intentions. After getting along for so long, he had already treated his senior brothers and sisters as his own relatives in his heart, and he didn't intend to hide it from him. Therefore, although many details were omitted, he was still honest. The truth has been explained.

Yu Miao was a little embarrassed, but except for Lu Peng who wanted to scold him but didn't dare to scold him when he hesitated to speak, the other brothers and sisters treated him the same as before, and he gradually calmed down.

The theater in the city was not far away, and Zhuo Shen was entrusted by Bi Sheng to bring Yu Miao to familiarize himself with the venue in advance.Compared with the Times Grand Theater, both the stage and the equipment of the city theater are much poorer. The well-regulated square stage is the best to control, but Yu Miao has not slackened in the slightest, and is still making serious preparations according to the points emphasized by Bi Sheng.

"Take a break? Don't worry too much. With Bi Sheng leading you, nothing will go wrong." Zhuo Shen handed Yu Miao a bottle of water, and sat cross-legged on the stage with him.

"I can't always...let him take care of me." Yu Miao shook his head and smiled, "It's the best state for him to enjoy the stage while dancing, and I have to try my best not to let him feel restricted."

"You do understand him." Zhuo Shen was surprised and smiled.

"Of course." Yu Miao raised his eyebrows proudly, "No one understands him better than me."

No one engraved every minute and second of his dancing expression in his heart like me, let alone his works in the whole world for five years.In countless lonely and silent days and nights, Bi Sheng was not only a lighthouse in the distance, but also a fireplace at hand, bringing him warmth when he was hungry and cold, and giving him hope when he was struggling.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you still... can't keep up with him." Zhuo Shen thought about it and said, "Bi Sheng is an unborn genius, and his dance has long surpassed all restrictions. I also feel jealous. God rewards me with food. I really can’t envy such things as talent. Stage experience and experience can’t be compensated by hard work. You’ve just started on this path. It’s a good thing to set a higher goal. But don’t be too hard on yourself.”

"I understand." Yu Miao said quite self-aware: "Some people are like the sun, they seem very close, but they can only worship and cannot surpass."

"Come on!" Zhuo Shen patted his head in relief when he saw that he could get through at a single point.

He Ningzai carefully went through the entertainment news of the past two days, not letting go of any clues.

Yu Miao... is really good.It turned out that Bi Sheng was willing to spend a lot of money to help him return favors, not just as simple as pity.Thinking of that innocent and charming little face, He Ning felt a sting in his chest, and an inexplicable sourness raged.

It's like this every time, always!It seems that all good things can only belong to him, Bi Sheng, no matter how much other people pay, no matter how hard they try, as long as Bi Sheng wants it, others can only look at it eagerly, and give it up eagerly!

And I can only pick up what he left to eat!

Just one piece of "Flying Apsaras" caused Dynasty Studios to suffer a crushing defeat.Now it seems that Fusheng Studio has been putting on airs for so long, and finally can't help but want to escape into the world of mortals, otherwise, how could they continue to hype endlessly?If I don't think of a way anymore, I'm afraid that I will be forgotten by the public soon, so that there will be no dregs left!

He Ning took a deep breath on his cigarette, got up and went to the small living room.

Xu Xiaolu is going to give birth next month, and her belly is already big at this time. She is sitting on the recliner in the small living room arranging the clothes for the baby, with a gentle smile that cannot be concealed from the corners of her eyes and brows.

"Why didn't you lie down and rest?" He Ning walked to her side, leaned over and touched her belly.

"I can't sleep all the time, I have to get up and move around." Xu Xiaolu knew that he was upset recently, and it was rare to see him care about herself, so she smiled and held his hand.

"I have something to discuss with you." He Ning held her hand behind his back and said solemnly.

Xu Xiaolu's smile froze, she put down the baby supplies in her hand, and looked at him with some effort.

"The dance drama directed by Liang Haisheng, at the end of the year...should be officially launched." He Ning stroked her finger.

"I know, but these... have nothing to do with me anymore, not to mention that I am like this now, and the conditions do not allow." Xu Xiaolu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not expect that He Ning said that he had something to talk about because of this.

"Why doesn't it matter? Didn't Director Liang invite you before? Don't you want to fight for it again?" He Ning asked seriously.

Xu Xiaolu lowered her head silently, and said softly after a long time: "Why would I not want to cooperate with Director Liang? But...the dance drama was tailor-made for Bi Sheng, and he was the only protagonist. At that time, Director Liang was willing to add a seat to me because... because I was still his dance partner. He borrowed his light, but now... I heard that Bi Sheng has rejected Liang Director's invitation, I'm afraid... I don't know who will be cast in the final role."

"It's not like you to underestimate yourself." He Ning squeezed Xu Xiaolu's hand: "You are definitely one of the best among female dancers. Even if you are no longer Bi Sheng's partner, you shouldn't underestimate your ability. I just know The opportunity to cooperate with Director Liang is very rare, wouldn't it be a pity if we just give up like this?"

"What do you want to do?" Xu Xiaolu already felt regretful about not being able to participate in Liang Haisheng's dance drama, but she felt even more reconciled to being mentioned by He Ning.

The author has something to say:

Headwind: Don't you feel that you are going farther and farther on the road of love brain?

Bi Sheng: So what?

Headwind: The collapse of human settings

Bi Sheng: I can also destroy your three views, do you want to try?

against the wind:......