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Chapter 20 Her Gift (5)
"Little girl, the bond in the world is very deep..."
"Did the assessment go well?"
Ling Zhen was still digesting the huge amount of information just now, and he took a while before repliing: "Huh?-It's pretty smooth."
Wei Xi glanced at her from the tip of her eye.
There was a roast duck restaurant that Ling Zhen liked very much nearby. Wei Xi walked over with her without driving.
When entered the store, asked for a private room. Ling Zhen was not as active as usual when ordering food. Ren Weixi ordered a few casually, and then poked her chin and wandered.
Wei Xi's dark gaze fell on her face, staring at her for a few seconds without any response, as if completely ignoring him.
Wei Xi's breathing deepened, put her hand on her shoulder, and turned the person around to face herself.
"What are you thinking about?"
Ling Zhen twisted his waist, struggling for a while and couldn't get away, so he wrinkled his face and pushed him: "What are you doing—"
But as soon as she pushed, Wei Xi suddenly relieved her strength, Ling Zhen lost her focus and plunged straight into his arms.
She is fragrant and soft, and it doesn't hurt to hit someone. Wei Xi lifted her lips, dropped her big hand on her back, and stroked it lightly.
At this moment, the door of the box was opened, and the waiter smiled: "How do you serve you—"
In the box, the man raised his eyelids coldly, outlined a stern arc, turned sideways, blocking the person in his arms. In his arms, the little girl blushed her ears and dared not look up.
The waiter knew that he had come at an untimely time, and under the sight of that death, he quickly arranged the dishes, and then closed the door quickly and left.
"have a good meal!"
The waiter wiped the sweat from his forehead as soon as he went out, the handsome guy just now was so scary! !
She clutched her heart and walked around the corner, leaning on the wall, shouting in her heart.
But they both look good! Hugs are so sweet! !
After the waiter left, Ling Zhen dared to raise his face and asked in a low voice, "She's gone?"
Her slightly sweet breath blew around her neck, and Wei Xi's throat tightened: "Hmm..."
But Ling Zhen got up in the next second, glaring black and bright eyes, and stood up and scratched him: "You deliberately!! Make me ashamed!"
She committed a terrible crime, but Wei Xi was not at all annoyed. Instead, there was a hint of joy in her eyes, and her entire chest was opened to her.
Ling Zhen was confused by his good-tempered appearance, and finally gave birth to an illusion that he was making troubles unreasonably.
However, after such interruptions, Ling Zhen briefly forgot about seeing Wen Zichu just now, and the meal was very stable.
After eating, the two took a short walk as usual.
Walking side by side quietly, the street lights cast the two figures long.
Ling Zhen suddenly realized that perhaps this kind of life has been one day or one less.
The timeline is advancing bit by bit, and in the near future she will face the day when she leaves Wei Xi and no longer depends on him.
Actually will not give up.
After getting along for so long, this man has gone from a black villain who made her afraid, to a gentle and kind person who would never fight him back.
Ling Zhen didn't want to say that these changes were caused by herself, but she did witness his changes little by little.
Wei Xi looked at her and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"
Ling Zhen smiled, raised her small face, eyes like stars, "I was thinking...you have really changed a lot, Wei Xi."
Wei Xi lowered her eyes and called her name after a long while: "Ling Zhen."
The man's voice was low, and there was an imperceptible haze in the night.
He asked her: "Am I a good person."
Ling Zhen smiled and nodded: "Forget it."
Me too, I can rest assured.
Wei Xi smiled.
Back in the car, Ling Zhen stretched out his hand to pull the seat belt, just buckled, and suddenly he was grabbed by the man beside him.
Ling Zhen puzzled: "What's the matter?"
Wei Xi raised her hand and pinched her slender white fingers. He didn't know where to take out a thin thread and gently wrapped it around her ring finger.
Ling Zhen didn't understand the intention: "What is this for?"
Wei Xi noted the size, closed the thin line, and squeezed her fingertips.
He smiled softly: "It's nothing."
The author has something to say: Pat Xi's shoulder (come on)
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Drama broadcast
It's a new day in the song and dance troupe.
Although Wen Zichu joined the regiment not long ago, he supported the entire regiment by himself, so he has a special status and owns an office.
Early this morning, Teacher Guo came to his office door and knocked.
"Please come in." The gentle voice of the man came out.
Teacher Guo pushed the door in, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Wen, I came mainly to tell you about a new girl in our regiment..."
"Is that girl yesterday?" Wen Zichu held a cup of tea and raised his eyes. "It's pretty good."
Teacher Guo asked in surprise: "Have you met Ling Zhen?"
Wen Zichu's eyebrows twitched slightly, Ling Zhen?
I forgot to ask her fairy name yesterday, but I heard it today and suddenly felt like I had heard it somewhere...
But he didn't show a different color, and asked: "I have seen it, why?"
"That girl..." Teacher Guo hesitated, "It's a bit like your dance, no—it should be said, very similar, so we discussed it and decided to ask your opinion first."
Wen Zichu understood what she meant, and he smiled: "Like me, it's normal."
Teacher Guo: "..." Are you serious!
"It doesn't matter, as long as she is willing, I welcome her to come," Wen Zichu took a sip of Pu'er tea and smiled: "It just happens that I lack a dancing partner."
Teacher Guo was surprised.
After all, Ling Zhen is also a newcomer to the dance troupe. How many people robbed their heads and wanted to be Wen Zichu's dance partner. If she would become Wen Zichu as soon as she came, she would be unconvinced...
A few days later, Ling Zhen received a reply from the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe, agreeing that she would join the group and can perform with the group in the future.
Ling Zhen was very happy, after all, it was something she liked to do. After officially joining the group, she didn't stay at home much anymore. She often ran to the dance group and got acquainted with Wen Zichu.
"So the teacher didn't wear it until after reading the book?" Ling Zhen asked him.
She thought that only a little fairy like her idle and nothing to do would search the world to pass the time, but she didn't expect other fairy monarchs to do the same.
"Yes," Wen Zichu sighed, "but luckier than you, the name'Zichu' is just a passing character."
He came earlier than Ling Zhen, and he also died from the law of "you must wear a book when you have the same name", but here he is just a person who has nothing to do with the original plot. After too long, the plot can't be remembered clearly.
But when he learned that Ling Zhen had become the supporting female role of "Ling Zhen", he was still a little surprised. After all, Wen Zichu remembered that this female partner had a series of strange behaviors in the original book, and finally had a miserable life.
"I remember you were the villain in the end...what's your name...?"
Ling Zhen immediately said: "Wei Xi!"
Wen Zichu glanced at her and asked, "He didn't treat you like anything?"
Wen Zichu still has the impression of this villain. As an existence that overrides and crushes the protagonist, his vicious, violent, and indifferent character brings a strong sense of impact.
Ling Zhen finished listening and shook his head frantically: "No, Wei Xi is actually a very good person! The reason why he was blackened is because of childhood shadows and garbage plots. He is no longer like the character set in the book. It's blackened!"
There was a hint of playfulness in Wen Zichu's eyes: "Then you still have to stay with him."
Ling Zhen was startled.
The little resentment in her heart started to appear again, but after the daze, she still shook her head.
"Wei Xi is fine, and I can't always rely on him."
He has become better now and will no longer be a villain, so he will have his own life in the future, have people he likes, and form a real family. After all, their marriage is also a deal, and Wei Xi is fulfilling his responsibilities.
She can't let him perform for a lifetime.
Wen Zichu laughed: "Then you want to leave him? The dance company will tour after the year, and the first show will be in this city. If you can come, you can perform with me on stage."
He paused, and then said: "Moreover, you should understand that the aura in City A is poor. Go and look around. Maybe you can find something new."
What Wen Zichu said coincided with her own thoughts at the beginning.
Ling Zhen thought for a while, then solemnly nodded.
She also has her own life to live.
Then... let's spend another year together at the end, she thought. At that time, she should also be able to say goodbye calmly.
...
When leaving the dance troupe that day, Wei Xi came to pick her up again.
When Ling Zhen saw him waiting silently as usual, his heart was inexplicably sorrowful. When calling him, he always used his heart more often than before: "Wei Xi!"
But the man rarely answered.
His gaze crossed Ling Zhen's hair and looked at a figure in the building.
It was a very thin young man who seemed to be a dancer, and he was looking here at this time.
Wei Xi squinted slightly.
It seemed that this person had sent Ling Zhen out just now.
Ling Zhen didn't notice it, and pulled his sleeve: "Shall we go home?"
"Yeah." Wei Xi stared at the person in the distance and pulled her hand into her pocket, which meant it was obvious.
Then she retracted her gaze and squeezed her little hand: "Let's go home."
The Spring Festival is probably the more and more red in the streets and lanes, and the more and more smiles on people's faces, quietly arriving.
There are countless festivals for mortals, but this one is the most important.
But Wei Xi and his family had a special year. They spent time in the hospital.
Wei's mother is now much better than before, and she can occasionally go outside in a wheelchair. This is also something that Ling Zhen is particularly happy about. It seems that everyone has become better with the changes in the plot, which is great.
The word "Fu" was also posted in the ward, red and jubilant.
Wei Xi ordered a table of dishes from the hotel in advance and sent them directly to the hospital. Ling Zhen arranged the dishes with him, then turned on the TV, and spent the festival in the background sound of the Spring Festival Gala.
Outside the window is the cold wind of the new moon, and the ward is not noisy, but occasionally a few words of jokes can fill the entire room.
Wei's mother didn't expect that at this age, she would still be able to enjoy such happiness, and smiled and wrapped a big red envelope for the two of them.
Ling Zhen didn't know what to do, and asked Wei Xi for help in a daze.
Wei Xi curled her lips: "Just keep it for you, blessed."
On auspicious days, no one could refuse the blessing, so Ling Zhen had to accept the hot red envelope. After a while, Wei Xi handed his one to her as well.
"Mine is also yours." He whispered in Ling Zhen's ear.
Mother Wei pretended not to see it, but her eyes kept smiling.
After eating the New Year's Eve dinner, Wei Xi went to take out the garbage. Only Mother Wei and Ling Zhen were left in the room.
Ling Zhen chatted with her mother-in-law, and said that the drama she was filming was about to be broadcast, and that she had recently been to the dance company and was going to perform.
Mother Wei was willing to listen to them talk about her life, but as she listened, there was a faint worry in her heart.
Ling Zhen's future plans are not related to Wei Xi.
But Wei's mother didn't say it directly, she just spoke softly: "You live with Wei Xi. If he doesn't do anything well, just tell me."
Ling Zhen blinked, then shook Mother Wei's hand: "Wei Xi is very good everywhere, he is not the same personality as before."
The "little nobleman" has completed her mission, and the misfortune he hit will never happen again, so you don't need to worry about it.
After listening to Wei's mother, there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
She knew she was selfish as a mother, and wanted Ling Zhen to be with Wei Xi all the time. But when the two were about to go back, Mother Wei stopped Wei Xi alone and left him to say something.
There is not much communication between mother and son, but Mother Wei knows that he can understand: "It's so good. If you are too indifferent, you won't be able to keep her."
Wei Xi stood there in silence, nodding slightly.
"knowledge."
The ring is almost ready.
The days are also chosen.
People...must be his.
In a festive atmosphere during the New Year, the much-anticipated national IP film and television series "Xianwen" finally started broadcasting on Blue Channel.
After all, it was his first work. On the day it started broadcasting, Ling Zhen was also waiting in front of the TV.
Wei Xi sat next to her, peeled the orange, and placed it in Ling Zhen's palm.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the first episode of "The Question of Immortals" was broadcast on time.
There are countless people watching the whole network at the same time, and after the episode is broadcast, the Internet will explode.
Ling Zhen didn't go online, and didn't know what was going on online. She just thinks that the post-production is beyond imagination. People on the TV screen are even better than real people. In addition, the plot is excellent, well-made, the scenery and special effects are not cheap, Ling Zhen's two episodes in a row is actually a bit addictive.
Fortunately, four episodes will be released on the first broadcast day, otherwise she would not be enough to watch it.
There are not many Lingzhen scenes in front. Wei Xi has no interest in other people. He leaned against her and asked lazily, "What about you?"
Ling Zhen stared at the screen: "There will be more ‘I’ behind."
In the third episode, Ling Zhen showed up more.
But Ling Zhen looked at it and suddenly felt embarrassed.
Fuqing is exactly Ye Wentian's little fan in the play. Ling Zhen's many rival scenes with Shen Yanchu are almost molesting the male protagonist Shen Yanchu.
She had no distracting thoughts when she filmed, but she was inexplicably ashamed when she watched it.
In particular, Wei Xi also watched with her.
There was a scene where Fu Qing and Ye Wentian crossed the river together. Fu Qing deliberately stretched out his hand to Ye Wentian, but when he caught it, he yanked, and the two of them thumped and fell into the water.
Inevitably, there will be some physical contact between movements.
Ling Zhen covered his face.
I don't know if it was an illusion. She felt that the air pressure in the room was low and it seemed to be getting colder.
The author has something to say: Mr. Wei: want to lock up his wife
Ling Zhen: pwp...
(Yes, it's a stage where both people have a certain misunderstanding of each other. Of course, the misunderstanding will be broken soon hahahaha)
Because there will be a class tomorrow, will post a more unified fat chapter a little later~
good night!
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Ling Zhen quietly glanced at Wei Xi beside her.
With the natural aura of the villain and the male protagonist being at odds, Wei Xi thinks that Shen Yanchu will be very unpleasant.
Sure enough, although Wei Xi was very calm, Ling Zhen seemed to be able to feel that there was a dark and heavy aura floating around him, which was definitely not much pleasure.
On the TV, Xiao Fuqing still laughed heartlessly, and his voice was clear and bright: "Wen God, you are coming up!"
"..."
The air pressure in the room is lower.
Ling Zhen was so embarrassed that he asked Wei Xi in a low voice, "Why don't you turn it off and watch it?"
Wei Xi raised her eyebrows, but when she turned her face to the side, her face was already flat: "Look, it's interesting."
The man's eyebrows are high, his eyes are deep, his emotions are pressed into the dark water, and the water is not leaking.
Ling Zhen observed for a few seconds, but couldn't see a clue, was very pleased in his heart——
Wei Xi is really out of the villain role, and she is completely indifferent even looking at the male protagonist!
She was relieved and watched all the premieres of "Xianwen" while embarrassed. It was too late when the broadcast was over, Ling Zhen didn't have time to read the comments on the Internet, and was too sleepy to go back to the room to sleep.
Wei Xi was still sitting on the sofa, holding her arms, her eyes fell on the LCD TV screen.
After the TV series is finished, now we cut into the commercials.
The disgusting face disappeared.
But the restlessness still lingered in my heart, like ghosts, replaying the way she smiled at others repeatedly.
Wei Xi frowned.
As an investor, he actually has a strange voice in his heart, hoping that the show will not spark or explode.
——But facts have proved that Wei Xi's investment vision and judgment ability are no problem.
After the premiere of "Xianwen" last night, it immediately detonated the popularity of the whole platform, and won the first place in the country's simultaneous ratings, and went to the top of the satellite TV ratings list. At the same time, three hot searches on "Xianwen" related topics have exceeded 200 million.
This film and television series, which the whole network has been waiting for for more than half a year, quickly swept the network by virtue of the actors' always-on appearance and acting skills, beautiful fairyland special effects, and the greatest respect for the originality of the original work. NS.
The investor, as the owner of copyright, income, and peripheral rights, naturally makes a lot of money.
At the end of the annual vacation, when Ling Zhen went to celebrate Xi, he could obviously feel the joy of the whole company. At present, "Xianwen" has been broadcast for ten episodes, and it has become the absolute popular king in the winter holiday New Year archives. Seeing that Qingxi is about to win another hit drama, the whole company is of course beaming.
At the same time, Ling Zhen really felt the taste of the skyrocketing popularity.
There were three hot searches on the night of the premiere of "Xianwen", two of which were about male and female protagonists, and the remaining one was simple.
Before this, many people worried that she would drive high and low, and only a short-lived makeup photo. It wasn't until after the drama was broadcast that it was really fragrant-the beauty of fairies is continuous and uninterrupted! There is not the most beautiful, only more beautiful! !
The number of Lingzhen's Weibo followers has skyrocketed by several million. Every day, fans confessed in comments. used to wear a mask to block me when went out, but now will be recognized if don’t wear a hat.
After she entered the Qingxi Building, she was also asked for a signature all the way. Finally, she entered the elevator and reached the 17th floor. Just after she breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Yan was already greeted with a fragrant breeze.
"Sister-in-law~ son~~" Zhao Yan held a few sheets of paper, "My uncle, his son and my third aunt and his daughters love you very much, and I want to ask for your signature!"
Ling Zhen was amused by him: "I see."
In fact, she was not surprised by the popularity of "Xianwen", but she was really surprised by her popularity. But it is a good thing to be liked after all. She smiled and signed her name and returned the paper to Zhao Yan.
"Wow, my sister-in-law, you are so immortal--" Zhao Yan blew the rainbow fart, and collected his signature happily. "You must be the little lucky star of our company. Everything has been going well recently. I hope you bless the next "Wall of Hearts". "Soon and smoothly too!"
Ling Zhen's heart moved and raised his eyes and asked him: "Is "Wall of Heart" also invested by Qingxi? Has it been set?"
"It's settled, the actors are all selected, and it's time to turn on immediately!"
Zhao Yan wanted to say something, but a voice came from a distance: "Are you finished?"
He was a joke, now he has learned well, and immediately found an excuse to run away.
Ling Zhen thought about Zhao Yan's words, walked to Wei Xi's office, and Wei Xi opened the door for her.
Ling Zhen raised his eyes: "I heard Zhao Yan say that you invested in the drama "Wall of Heart"... Did it go well?"
Wei Xi lowered her eyes, her black eyes calm: "Successfully."
Ling Zhen quietly let out a sigh of relief.
If everything goes well, the timeline in the original book will be smooth, then the blackening point she has been worried about is completely over.
...
Shen Yanchu is proud of the recent spring breeze and has ushered in a period of rising career.
Although there were some small problems in the relationship that he had never had before, he always felt that the understanding Jian Wenyi was always suspicious about some small things recently, and she started to cry when her tone was a little bad. Although Shen Yanchu has been patiently coaxing, he is inevitably a little impatient.
Fortunately, a smooth career is enough to make up for these unhappiness.
The popularity of "Xianwen" made him soar in value and countless fans. A new watch endorsement just announced two days ago. In this circle, the coffee position is a silent but ubiquitous thing, and the warmth and warmth of the people in the circle have a huge relationship with the popular coffee position.
Shen Yanchu obviously felt that when he met a senior who was not familiar with before, the other party would take the initiative to say hello with a smile. The younger actor Xiao Aidou, who was with him at the same time, will also try to talk with him almost.
At the same time, new appointments flew like snowflakes and piled on his desk.
Shen Yanchu knew that the scripts that flowed in at this time were all very good for collecting money. If you shoot dozens of episodes at random, you can get tens of millions of dollars. However, he is proud of himself. He is not in the circle to make quick money. He needs to accumulate good works in order for his future career to reach a higher level.
"Wall of Heart" is what he really needs.
It happened that Shen Yanchu's agent came to his house, looked at the script spread out on his desk, and asked with a smile, "How about it, Yanchu? Have you decided yet?"
Shen Yanchu smiled gently: "I thought about it with my heart. Next, my focus will still be "Wall of Heart"."
Staying focused during the hottest times is not something everyone can do.
But the agent did not show appreciation, but looked a little embarrassed: "Well, at the beginning, I haven't told you..."
Shen Yanchu smiled: "What's the matter? You said."
"Well, don't worry about it," the agent looked embarrassed, "The male number one in "Wall of Heart" has decided, and the decision is xx..."
The smile on Shen Yanchu's face suddenly froze.
"It doesn't matter, there are many good scripts. With your current popularity, you can't pick a good one!"
Shen Yanchu has always been prudent, but at this time he rarely showed anger and puzzlement: "Why?!"
He thinks he is the most suitable for the show "Wall of Hearts", and with his current popularity, how could he be rejected?
The broker said vaguely: "It's set by the investor, and we can't control it either..."
The man's face suddenly flashed in Shen Yanchu's mind, his expression changed: "It's Wei..."
The agent nodded awkwardly.
Only then did Shen Yanchu suddenly realize that he could not challenge some power because the opponent could easily take what he wanted. And there are some things that he really can't covet...
His face changed a few times, and finally he was defeated, and dropped his hands: "...I see."
Within a few days, the "Xianwen" team held an offline promotional event in this city, and Ling Zhen had to participate as the lead actor. On that day, the media came turbulently, and many fans stood by the side of the road waiting to meet the idols, and many of them were male and female fans who called Ling Zhen's name.
As an investor, Wei Xi was also invited to participate in this publicity event.
The host invites all the creative teams to come on stage. The director, screenwriter, and several leading actors walked up, because Ling Zhen retreated to both sides because he wanted the elders to stand in the middle. She originally intended to stand with Zheng Qianqian, but the male and female protagonists stood on the two sides in a tacit understanding. In this way, Ling Zhen and Shen Yanchu got together.
The last charity night was not due to Shen Yanchu's reason, so Ling Zhen felt annoyed when he saw him and wanted to hide from him.
However, during the entire event, Shen Yanchu did not take the initiative to speak to her. Only when the host cue arrived, he would talk a few words with a gentle face, his tone was polite and alienated, and he did not cross the boundary.
Ling Zhen thought to himself, it seems that the words that said to Jian Wenyi last time really worked.
At the same moment, Wei Xi was sitting in the corner, her dark eyes falling on the stage, her face like a cold and handsome sculpture.
After a while, the man smiled coldly.
"...Really familiar."
In addition to cooperating with the "Fairy Questions" team for publicity, Ling Zhen spent the rest of her time on dancing.
The year-end tour of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe was finally put on the agenda. Wen Zichu officially announced that Ling Zhen would be selected as his dance partner. In the first stage of the tour, he will perform the dance "Let's Tell Your Heart" with him.
Wen Zichu gave her only a short week, but fortunately, Ling Zhen had a solid foundation and learned quickly. Moreover, because she is from the same place, she really understands what Wen Zichu wants to express in dance better than others.
The poem is a double tune, and the dance is also a duet, but before Ling Zhen joined the group, Wen Zichu had always performed the dance alone, because he did not find a partner that satisfies him.
How many people practice the dance moves hard, desperately trying to cooperate with Wen Zichu, but they didn't expect this opportunity to be given to the newcomers in the dance troupe.
Even if this person is a hot star recently, she is also a newcomer!
Two days after announcing her partner, Ling Zhen noticed the hostility towards her in the dance troupe.
When she entered the rehearsal room that day, the noisy room suddenly fell silent.
Ling Zhen paused, but didn't panic and walked in as usual.
In the center of the crowd, a thin, tall girl looked at each other with her companion, and said in a weird manner: "Oh, why do big stars have to squeeze the rehearsal room with us?"
After saying this, a circle of girls chattered and laughed.
Ling Zhen didn't get annoyed, he tied the straps on his ankles without a hassle, and slowly straightened up his waist.
When she did this movement slowly, a pliable and smooth line stretched out on her back. When he raised his head, his expression was neither happy nor angry, and his black apricot eyes were crystal clear, looking at the speaker.
"Are you not convinced?" she asked softly.
She spoke very calmly, but to those who listened, she only felt that she was arrogant.
The thin and tall girl was called Song Ling. She was originally the most hopeful person in the group to dance with Wen Zichu, but Ling Zhen suddenly landed in the air and directly took her place-can she be convinced? !
They have practiced dancing since they were young, cheating and pressing down on their shoulders, practicing basic skills for so many years, but these little stars are just beautiful, and they are not pure dancers at all!
Teacher Wen is the god in their hearts, how can this little star dance with him?
Song Ling was very arrogant, and she was not afraid to offend the star. She sneered, "Why do you convince us?"
There is no teacher in the rehearsal room, just a confrontation between a group of girls.
Ling Zhen didn't say much.
In the field she is good at, she doesn't need to rely on Wei Xi or anyone. It is enough to speak with her own strength.
So she picked up a folding fan, threw it over, and said, "Turn around and pick up the fan, Bibi?"
This is one of the most difficult moves in "The Order of the Heart". One dancer throws a fan, and the other catches the fan after a set of quick sucking and twisting legs. It takes a long time to practice just to catch the fan accurately, let alone make the movements beautiful and elegant.
Everyone around was waiting to see the play, Song Ling smiled coldly: "Sure!"
She has been practicing for several months, how many days has this little star practiced? She was afraid that Ling Zhen felt that she was taking advantage, so she moved her shoulders and neck, and said, "I practiced longer than you. I'll come first."
Ling Zhen made an inviting gesture.
She gave the fan to her closest friend, and then stood a little further away. Everyone automatically made room for her, Song Ling posed and nodded at her friend.
"call out--"
The fan was thrown high, and at the same time, Song Ling began to turn around.
She did have a solid basic skills, and her movements were clean and neat. After about five turns, she "clicked"-caught the fan.
The crowd around the audience immediately applauded: "Okay!"
Song Ling smiled triumphantly, and handed the fan back to Ling Zhen, raising her chin: "You can pick one you can trust and throw it for you."
Ling Zhen shook his head: "It's still her."
Song Ling's friend took the fan again, Ling Zhen had retreated a few meters away and nodded at her.
"Shoo-" The fan was thrown into the air again.
And this time, after the people on the ground got up, they twisted their legs and turned like a shadow! After a few seconds, Ling Zhen's number of laps directly doubled that of Song Ling!
The people around couldn't help holding their breath--
Can't catch it, she is too fast!
The fan fell quickly, just as it was about to fall over the top of the head—"pop!"
Ling Zhen turned around in the last one and firmly grasped the fan. Then with a crisp sound, he shook the folding fan.
After a second, the person stopped, and the hair in the air fell down.
And she held a folding fan, smiled, and shook it gently.
There was silence all around.
"Slap. Slap."
Someone applauded with a smile: "Yes."
Everyone turned their heads in an uproar: "Ms. Wen!"
Wen Zichu glanced at Song Ling and said indifferently: "Skills are not as good as humans, accept it."
Song Ling bit her lip, blushing and lowered her head.
As soon as the teacher came, the people around did not dare to watch, and scattered around. They had always had the mentality of watching the excitement, but they didn't expect Ling Zhenxiu's face to admit that she was actually so powerful.
When the people were gone, Wen Zichu glanced at Ling Zhen and smiled, "As expected, I am a member of the fairy door."
Ling Zhen also smiled.
Sure enough, she can do very well in her area of expertise.
The two rehearsed for a while and danced. During a break, Wen Zichu asked, "Have you taken care of the family's affairs?"
When he asked this, the vigorous vigor on Ling Zhen's face was swept away, her ears drooped, and she wilted: "Not yet."
Once the tour started, Ling Zhen left City A, even if he really said goodbye to the identity of "Cannon Fodder Ling Zhen". Before leaving, she must remove the label belonging to the original owner.
The most important of these is the "villain ex-wife" article.
In order to bid farewell to Wei Xi, Ling Zhen also did a long time in advance of psychological construction. Then she rummaged through the cabinets and found the document that she had hidden from a corner of a dusty drawer.
The words "Divorce Agreement" are slightly yellowed, but they are still clear.
She was trembling with fright when she took back this agreement, but now it's time for it to function correctly.
Ling Zhen thought about Wei Xi's reaction after receiving it. He may be a little surprised, but he probably won't react too much. After all, he is a person who is born cold. But it should be a little uncomfortable, after all, have lived together for so long. If Wei Xi is too cold and indifferent, she will definitely be sad.
Ling Zhen secretly waited for the time to speak, but she waited and waited, Wei Xi never gave her a suitable opportunity.
Wen Zichu raised his eyebrows: "I will perform the day after tomorrow."
When this event in this city is over, they will soon set off on a tour.
Ling Zhen drooped his ears: "I will definitely talk about it in these two days."
"Don't be afraid," Wen Zichu said, "hasn't the plot changed? Those things after the divorce won't happen."
Ling Zhen nodded.
Of course she knew that Wei Xi would never put her in a mental hospital no matter what. But what on earth was she anxious about, maybe even Ling Zhen himself couldn't tell.
...
After the rehearsal was over, Wei Xi's call came on time.
Ling Zhen said several times not to let him pick it up, but Wei Xi would always come. She hung up the phone, sighed, and waved to Wen Zichu: "Then Teacher Wen, I will leave today."
Wen Zichu smiled meaningfully: "Come on."
Ling Zhen ran out of the building with a small bag, and Wei Xi stood quietly at the door as usual. Ling Zhen trot to him, suddenly looking embarrassed, and whispered: "No, I suddenly want to go to the bathroom..."
Wei Xi's lips twitched: "Go."
Ling Zhen handed Wei Xi the bag and mobile phone, and ran to the bathroom on the first floor: "I'm fast! Wait a minute--"
On the other side, after Ling Zhen left, Wen Zichu saw a fluffy scarf lying on the chair, which Ling Zhen had dropped.
"Little confused..." He shook his head, and walked out quickly with the scarf.
Wei Xi held Lingzhen's phone, and within a few seconds, she said "dingdong".
Looking down, it is a WeChat message.
[Ms. Wen: Don't go, your scarf is here with me. ]
Wei Xi's pupils darkened.
He slowly raised his head and stared coldly at the man coming out of the distant building.
Wen Zichu found out that Ling Zhen was not there, and the one holding her mobile phone was the legendary villain who had been well-behaved.
He kept listening to Ling Zhen describing that this person was very good and kind, but finally took a closer look...
...It doesn't seem to be the case.
Wei Xi looked at a dead person, cold and cold, and stretched out a cold white hand: "Scarf."
The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Wen Zichu handed him the scarf.
Wei Xi took it and trembled, as if there was something dirty on it.
Then, in front of Wen Zichu, he turned on Lingzhen's phone and deleted Wen Zichu's entire dialog box.
Wen Zichu: "..."
After doing all this, Wei Xi raised her eyes: "Is there anything else?"
It was the first time Wen Zichu met such a person in the world for many years, and his cold and harsh breath was almost compelling.
He looked at Wei Xi for a while, and said: "You pretend to be too much. Once you are exposed, you will be backlashed."
Wei Xi smiled.
"Be less concerned about things that have nothing to do with you," he couldn't laugh enough, and he seemed to be colder. "This is my warning."
When Ling Zhen waved his hand out, he saw Wei Xi holding her scarf in her hand, and said in surprise: "Hey? Did I take the scarf? I just wondered if I dropped it."
Wei Xi said calmly: "Well, I took it."
Ling Zhen stretched out his hand: "Then I will put it on."
Wei Xi raised her hand: "Go home and wash and wear it again."
Ling Zhen: "...?" Her scarf isn't dirty!
On the way home, Ling Zhen remembered what he was going to say, and wanted to speak several times. But until she got home, she didn't take the words out, and sighed helplessly.
After getting out of the car, the two went home together. Ling Zhen was walking around, and suddenly heard Wei Xi asking, "Do you know anyone in the dance troupe?"
Ling Zhen said casually: "I mainly met Teacher Wen."
Wei Xi raised her eyebrows: "Who?"
Ling Zhen said something like this: "Is a master who dances very well. I heard that he is very famous in the world, and he is still very young. He can achieve this at this age. It's quite amazing. We The little girls in the regiment adore him..."
Wei Xi did not speak.
She talked about other men, chatting endlessly.
After entering the house, Ling Zhen still said: "I have watched one of his dance videos. It is hard to imagine a man who can make such soft movements..."
Before the lights in the house are turned on, in the dark, the gloomy factors are especially easy to breed.
She is too recruiting.
His surname is Gu, Shen, or Wen, he can drive away.
But she was like light, and insects kept flying towards her.
"I might not be able to make his big jump, anyway, it's really amazing—"
Ling Zhen didn't finish speaking, and suddenly his mouth was covered by the man.
His fingers are cold, but his palms are warm. Ling Zhen opened his eyes wide, and did not dare to move.
The scent of cedar was mixed with a hint of mint, and Wei Xi's breath brushed her cheeks.
"Ling Zhen, do you know what day tomorrow is."
Ling Zhen shook his head, his lips moved slightly: "I don't know."
Her wet lips rubbed against his palm, and for a moment Wei Xi almost couldn't control her desire. But he took a breath and let go, his voice low, "It doesn't matter if you don't know, come back soon."
"I have something to tell you."
The author has something to say: So guess what day it is hhh~
Don’t feel too sorry for Brother Xi, he’s going to start eating meat soon (no)
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Good night!
Let me divorce
Ling Zhen was startled, the expression in his eyes changed, and then nodded, "Okay."
I also... have something to tell you.
Wei Xi separated a little distance, rubbed the corners of her lips with her fingertips, intimate and ambiguous.
"……Good night."
Ling Zhen also whispered softly, "Good night."
But saying good night is not peaceful, Ling Zhen suffers from insomnia at night.
After tossing and turning until late, she simply got up from the bed, dressed in thick home clothes, and looked around her small room.
Staying in one place for a long time, there will always be a feeling of nostalgia in my heart. When I came, the room was full of the original owner's things, but now, the clothes hanging in the closet are all picked by herself, plain and beautiful. The curtains are small floral daisies, and the Rilakkuma pattern on the sheets matches the duvet cover. There are aromatherapy stations and dried flowers on the table, and there is a faint warm fragrance in the room.
This place is full of things she likes, and there are traces left by her everywhere.
Ling Zhen hugged his knees and sighed slightly.
After the divorce, of course she must move out as soon as possible. The reason why she has not been looking for a house is because she is not sure whether she will stay in City A in the future. The house prices here are too expensive. If you go to a smaller city, you might be able to live more easily and comfortably.
Ling Zhen planned to take advantage of the opportunity of this tour to look around to find out if there is a place that suits him. The money in hand is still enough, and Xing Li also told her a few days ago that there might be variety shows suitable for her in the second half of the year, and dance troupes can also make money. Ling Zhen felt that she was more than enough to feed herself.
Once settled down, she can also occasionally go back to City A to see Wei Xi. Of course, if he has a new family, her ex-wife will not deliberately ask for suspicion, and she will definitely not bother them.
Ling Zhen thought about it a lot, and then fell asleep in a daze.
In the early morning, she woke up naturally and stayed for a while. Then he turned over and got out of bed, took out the divorce agreement from the drawer, and put it flat on the table.
She took a deep breath, put on her clothes and left the room.
Tomorrow night will be the first performance, and Ling Zhen’s "Appeal of Heartfelt Order" has been practiced enough. Although she is only Wen Zichu's foil in this dance, if two people cooperate well, it is definitely a performance of mutual achievement.
What have to do today is to continue practicing and make sure that there is no flaw on the stage.
After the competition that day, the attitude of the people in the dance troupe towards Lingzhen changed again.
This circle is also Mu Qiang's, strength, technology, and appearance are all representatives of the right to speak. Ling Zhen proved her ability to be on the same stage with Wen Zichu. They can be unwilling, but they can't resist.
So someone started to greet Ling Zhen or ask some questions. When Ling Zhen and Wen Zichu were rehearsing alone, there would be little girls at the front door and back door stealing the teacher.
"Lingling, Teacher Wen and Ling Zhen are going to rehearse, let's go see it!"
Song Ling looked upset: "I won't go!"
The friend pulled her arm and said, "Oh, let's go-they are in a full row from beginning to end today. You will regret it if you don't see it!"
Song Ling vented her nose and nodded reluctantly: "Then I'll just take a look."
ten minutes later.
The girls who watched the rehearsal left in a trance, shocked and shocked at the same time.
Ling Zhen is two or three years older than them, and it is said that he has not been trained in the system...how could he jump like this? ? Under Teacher Wen's aura like a swimming dragon, there is no disadvantage at all. It will neither overpower the guests nor be forgotten.
Even Song Ling looked awkward but amazing after reading it.
She has watched Teacher Wen dance the "Appeal to the Heart" by herself, and of course it is beautiful enough. But she had to admit that with Ling Zhen as a dance partner, this "Appeal to the Heart" was discovered to a new level.
After the rehearsal, Ling Zhen was very satisfied, panting slightly and tidying up her messy temples.
Wen Zichu smiled and looked at her in the mirror: "You have a very high understanding."
Ling Zhen was modest: "It was brought by the teacher."
Wen Zichu shook his head: "I am looking forward to tomorrow night's performance."
Ling Zhen also smiled: "Me too."
Wen Zichu gave Ling Zhen a few more action points. Ling Zhen looked at the time and looked up: "Mr. Wen, should you come here first? I have something to do and need to go back soon."
Wen Zichu heard this, but he said, "Are you... today?"
Ling Zhen nodded: "We have an appointment, we will have a good chat today."
Wen Zichu nodded, the man's icy gaze floated in his mind, and he was a little worried: "If there is something wrong, you can call me."
Ling Zhen smiled: "It's not that serious."
Her current hesitation and entanglement are actually mostly out of reluctance, and it will be fine once she has said it. What can be wrong?
"Then see the teacher tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Wei Xi only stayed in the company for a long time.
After disposing of the documents sent to his desk, Wei Xi checked the time and left the office with his jacket.
Zhao Yan happened to come out and saw their general Wei look solemn, as if about to go to the negotiating table. He was shocked, and hurriedly went up the dog: "Boss, go out to talk?"
Wei Xi's slender fingers pressed the elevator, "Yes."
Zhao Yanxin said, is there any bone that is not good to chew recently? He thought about it, and said faithfully: "Is there anything I need to do?"
Wei Xi said: "Yes."
Zhao Yan's expression willing to hear the details: "You said."
"...Tell me," Wei Xi said calmly, "Where is there a flower shop nearby."
Zhao Yan: "??" What kind of flowers do you bring when talking about business?
Although Zhao Yan looked at Mr. Wei, you should keep your thinking right and don't do the complicated expression of sorry for your sister-in-law, but you honestly told him the best flower shop nearby.
Twenty minutes later, the flower shop owner blushed and sent Wei Xi out.
It's too much... the florist thought. Although this man is as cold as ice, his complexion is cold and white, his features are handsome, and the appearance of holding a bunch of red roses indifferently is too sexy!
Wei Xi drove home after buying flowers.
He is not a person who is active in life, he cares very little, and he has no sense of ritual.
But if the ceremony can make him look more solemn, or increase the likelihood of success, he doesn't mind the trouble.
Set up a table in the living room, cover it with a red velvet tablecloth, put a gorgeous rose in a glass bottle, and a tower candle on each side.
Wei Xi has cold eyes and is meticulous in doing this. He pinched the red mouth cloth with his white fingertips, folded it into regular sharp corners, and put it into the glass goblet.
The Michelin dinner will be delivered in ten minutes. After Wei Xi finished this, she took out a small box from her pocket.
From the platinum setting to the weight, cut and clarity of the Italian handmade diamond ring, Wei Xi controlled everything one by one. It was indeed a long time to wait, but it was worth it.
The small ring was lying on the velvet cloth, and the drop-shaped diamond reflected a bright halo.
The man put down the ring, then held his arms, and scanned the whole house with a scrutiny gaze.
The walls of the room are very eye-catching.
He can control his emotions and pretend to be himself, but his true desires will not deceive.
He longed secretly, expecting to carry his girl into his room.
Branding on the skin and engraving his ownership with his body.
Wei Xi's eyes were slightly hot.
He was silent for a while, as if driven by something, he lifted his foot to the door of Lingzhen's room and gave a light push.
The girl's room is very fragrant and cute everywhere. Wei Xi felt like a pervert, but he still walked in and sat beside Lingzhen's bed.
The line of sight was facing her desk, which was neatly packed with only a piece of paper.
Wei Xi's gaze fell on the piece of paper.
After a while, he stood up, walked to the table, and lowered his eyes.
...
After Ling Zhen left the dance troupe, he did not go home directly, but went to the supermarket first.
She made up her mind last night and will cook Wei Xi a good meal today, even if it's... a farewell meal.
Pushing the shopping cart into the supermarket, Ling Zhen glanced across the shelves, and suddenly found that he remembered Wei Xi's preferences clearly. He doesn't like sour and sweet, tomatoes, and strong-smelling things like green onion, ginger and garlic. But he likes spicy, but also light, he likes her chicken and eggplant.
Ling Zhen sighed. After today, there may be no chance to cook for Wei Xi in the future.
She leaned on the shopping cart and froze for a while, then shook her head-separation is a good thing for both of them, and she still has to be happy in the future! Ling Zhen pushed up the cart again, and simply bought all the things Wei Xi liked that she remembered.
Finished shopping, and went home with a big plastic bag. When he reached the door of the house, Ling Zhen freed a hand to get the key, but suddenly found that the door of the house was unlocked.
Wei Xi has returned?
She picked up the plastic bag and pushed open the door, only to find that the house was completely dark.
Ling Zhen was a little frightened, and cautiously turned around the hallway, walked into the living room, and suddenly saw a glimmer of light.
On the square table is an exquisite dinner with flowers and two candlesticks.
The man sat at the table, wearing a black silk shirt with a few buttons open, revealing a cold white neck and a mole. He propped his cheek with one hand, the flame of the candle reflected the outline of his facial features, and the line from the brow bone to the peak of his nose was incredible.
He sat in the darkness, with a cold and lazy temperament. Ling Zhen swallowed subconsciously, a bit dazzled by the beauty.
Wei Xi looked over, her pupils were so dark that she could absorb light, but her voice was soft when she spoke, "I'm back?"
Ling Zhen put down things: "I originally planned to cook, why didn't you tell me if you ordered a meal?"
As soon as she entered the door, Wei Xi's gaze stuck to her. Listening to the girl's fine complaints, she smiled: "Come and sit down."
The dishes in the Michelin restaurant are delicious, but the atmosphere on the table is strangely heavy.
Halfway through the meal, Ling Zhen wiped his mouth with a napkin and raised his eyes to the man opposite: "Wei Xi, I—"
Wei Xi didn't look up, but cut a piece of meat with a knife and put it on her plate with a fork.
"I'll talk after you eat it."
Ling Zhen blinked: "...oh."
She had to stuff a whole plate of food into her stomach, so she couldn't eat it anymore, so she put down the knife and fork and waited for the man opposite to finish.
Wei Xi slowly wiped her mouth with a napkin, raised her eyes, and her expression seemed calm.
Seeing that he was better, Ling Zhen put his hands on his knees and said seriously, "I have something to say."
I don't know if it was because of the candlelight, Wei Xi's deep gaze can be said to be gentle: "...think about it later."
Ling Zhen nodded: "I'm done."
After that, she was afraid that she would regret it, and said directly: "Wei Xi, I will go on tour with the group next. The cycle is very long. I can't accompany you or take care of you during this period. Responsibility-Actually, I have never fulfilled this responsibility. I am very happy during my time with you, but I can no longer selfishly enjoy what you are good to me, so..."
"Let's get a divorce."
Then... Go have your own freedom and live your own life, Wei Xi.
Ling Zhen added in a low voice in his heart.
The girl's eyes were bright, with unknowingly naivety and cruelty.
After Ling Zhen finished speaking, the hand under the dining table squeezed into a fist, and then stared at Wei Xi, waiting for his response.
The man is really plain.
Don’t say good, don’t say bad.
After Ling Zhen finished speaking, Wei Xi just stared at her blankly for about a minute.
But don't know why, under his gaze, Ling Zhen inexplicably panicked.
She stood up and wanted to go to the room to get the divorce agreement, but when she moved, Wei Xi suddenly grabbed her wrist.
He used an unprecedented strength to pinch Ling Zhen in an instant.
Ling Zhen yelled in a low voice.
At this moment, Wei Xi raised her eyes, her lips curled up, and she smiled.
With this smile, the man's expression finally broke through the ice, and the turbulent undercurrent under the ice sheet began to show its deeds.
"Do you know what day it is today?" There was hostility in his smile, "Ling Zhen."
Ling Zhen panicked even more, she shook her head: "I don't know."
Wei Xi held her wrist in one hand, took out a small box with the other, and knocked it open with one hand.
The brilliant light of the diamond hurt Ling Zhen's eyes.
"Happy first anniversary of marriage." Wei Xi said.
Ling Zhen's eyes widened, as if seeing something terrible.
Wei Xi stood up without hesitation, his height advantage made him feel as if he was suppressed. And because of the backlight, Ling Zhen was almost enveloped in his figure and breath.
He is so different in normal times.
In this state, it's just like, like...
"I made you misunderstood, I'm sorry," Wei Xi lifted the hair from her ears, her cold lips pressed against her ears, "but I'm still not a good person."
The disguise was torn apart, and the haze spread like black mist.
Ling Zhen was held by him, and his body trembled.
"You tell me now, you are joking." Wei Xi's voice is low and magnetic, with coaxing.
"If I accept the ring, I will forgive you."
The author has something to say: Don’t feel bad
Our brother Xi can be a beast with integrity in the future.
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