Throughout the meal, Ling Zhen's table was extremely quiet.
The few people who were sneering and sarcastic just now can't wait to go back for a few minutes and seal their mouths.
A few people are watching their eyes, their noses, their noses, their noses and their hearts, and they are eating honestly on the surface. 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 is 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 opposite. She really didn't drink iced coke anymore, and the bottle of pink and tender strawberry yogurt was right by her hand.
Several faces lowered again.
[No, isn’t this a relationship? ! ]
[Why, I rely on]
There was a real sour smell on the table.
So they were pissed off for a long time just now, Ling Zhen didn't get caught trying to put on a show there, but really didn't bother to talk to them and was watching them play monkeys.
The little girls were not very old, and their faces were red and white.
Ling Zhen didn't care about their ups and downs in their psychological state. She unscrewed the strawberry yogurt and took a sip, licked her lips, and secretly turned to look at the people at the main table.
Wei Xi was at that table, besides the team leader, the art director and other seniors, there was also Wen Zichu. Wei Xi was diagonally opposite him.
Ling Zhen bit the bottle and peeked.
Wei Xi is essentially a person who does not like to socialize, and is also very tired of all kinds of dinner table culture. Especially since she could feel how many eyes were on him from all directions, Ling Zhen was a little afraid that he would be annoying.
But after watching for a while, although Wei Xi was very cold, his expression was very calm.
She was a little relieved and planned to turn around and continue eating.
But at this moment, the man in the distance suddenly turned his face slightly, and accurately caught her eyes.
Ling Zhen said "Yeah" in his heart, and stared at him blankly.
Seeing her, Wei Xi's face was expressionless, but suddenly the corners of his lips curled up.
Mouth to her from a distance: eat more.
Ling Zhen turned his face away, picked up a piece of short ribs, and thought, of course he should eat more.
He said he was going to treat her.
The little girl turned around and went to eat obediently, Wei Xi looked away. Then he raised his eyes and met the probing gaze of the man diagonally opposite him.
The temperature in his eyes dissipated quickly, and his eyes were cold.
The head of the team can naturally feel that Mr. Wei doesn't like to see Teacher Wen very much.
But there is no way, one is the pillar, the other is the benefactor, neither can afford to offend. She had no choice but to be responsible for bringing up the topic, barely keeping the atmosphere at the dinner table in a harmonious range.
In the middle of eating, Wei Xi got up and went to the bathroom.
When I came out to wash my hands, a person stopped by the sink.
Standing in front of the mirror, Wen Zichu watched Wei Xi's cold white hands being washed in the water, and said in a low voice, "It looks like you've already 'backlashed'?"
The last time he met Wei Xi outside the dance troupe building, he had seen the real coldness of this man, and he once said that he would suffer backlash if he pretended too much.
But looking at it now, although the character of the big villain is still the same, it seems that he is more vaguely stable than when we met last time.
Wei Xi washed his hands slowly, took out a piece of paper to dry them, and looked at him in the mirror: "Does it have anything to do with you?"
Wen Zichu spread his hands. Although he stabilized a little, his hostility towards him remained unchanged.
"A friendly question." Wen Zichu stated his position.
Wei Xi threw the ball of paper and squinted slightly: "Dance well with her, don't worry about the rest."
This is already the bottom line he can accept.
Wen Zichu raised his palm to show his understanding.
Wei Xi walked out of the bathroom, and Wen Zichu heard Ling Zhen's voice outside.
"Wei Xi—are you full?"
When Ling Zhen saw him, he walked up to him with small steps, raised his face and asked him.
The man's voice was much softer than before: "Yes."
Ling Zhen frowned slightly with her delicate brows: "Then you eat so little now—that milk dew bun is delicious."
There was a trace of a smile in Wei Xi's voice: "Understood."
The voices of the two gradually faded away.
Wen Zichu walked out slowly and understood a little bit.
It's not that Mr. Villain has changed.
…but the little fairy by his side made him stable.
The performance of this stop is two days later.
The location is at the Grand Theater in the center of this seaside city, and the time is seven o'clock in the evening.
Ling Zhen has reviewed it many times with Mr. Wen in the past few days, but today he was still very nervous when he was putting on makeup and waiting in the background.
After all, this is her real first stage.
Gu Xiaomeng has almost become her assistant, and she is very proactive in helping her run around, which makes Ling Zhen very embarrassed.
As usual, other people in the dance troupe would definitely sneer, saying that Ling Zhen brought the celebrity style to the dance troupe, or that Gu Xiaomeng was willing to be a licking dog.
But after that meal, they knew that Ling Zhen seemed to be the sponsor's father, and there were people who wanted to go to the special team leader to verify.
Although the group leader 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 about things in front of Ling Zhen.
Ling Zhen sat in the background, taking a deep breath to calm down.
She and Teacher Wen's "Appeal to Love" is still the opening dance. The first two performances of "A Heartfelt Love Order" were both solo dances by Teacher Wen. Today is the first time the two of them have performed together on stage. Ling really hopes that they won't ruin Teacher Wen's signature.
Before going on stage, Ling Zhen's phone turned on.
She opened it and saw that it was Wei Xi's Wei Xi.
[take it easy. ]
His timing was just right, Ling Zhen smiled and replied: [OK].
After she started dancing, Wei Xi really didn't bother her anymore, and she should be in City A by now.
Ling Zhen finished replying to WeChat, put away his phone, then took a deep breath and walked to the waiting area.
She is wearing a soft white dance skirt today, her upper body is close-fitting, her lower body skirt reaches her calves, and her exquisite figure can be seen at a glance.
Gu Xiaomeng's show is at the back, now follow Ling Zhen to cheer her on. She is a girl, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she saw Ling Zhen's figure.
How can someone have such a beautiful face, such a good figure, and such a good dance! Gu Xiaomeng, God is really unfair.
— But, so unfair! hey-hey!
The performance officially opened, and the host stepped onto the stage. After reading the opening remarks, he began to string together words.
"Then next, please enjoy the pas de deux, "Appealing to Love". The performers are Wen Zichu and Ling Zhen!"
When the two names were pronounced, there was a slight commotion in the audience.
"Isn't Mr. Wen's solo dance? And do you think the name behind it sounds familiar..."
"Is it true that in the popular drama recently, the second female is also called Ling Zhen?"
"Did you rename it?..."
The lights on the stage dimmed, and the voices on the stage gradually died down.
After the venue was completely quiet, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, and a man in an all-black dance suit came out to the rhythm, dancing and reciting poems.
It's late spring, green plums are boiled in wine, and Xinxinran goes to the East City Nanmo Flowers.
Wen Zichu's expression was devoted, and within a few tens of seconds, the exquisite and flexible dance moves quickly drew the first wave of applause.
Going for an outing is beneficial, and soon, you will meet the person you like.
So when the audience was immersed in Wen Zichu's dancing posture, a light figure swept into the picture scroll like a spring breeze.
The woman's movements were light, and she cooperated perfectly with Wen Zichu, who was like a god. The fan was thrown in the air, and the girl caught it without missing a second, shaking her face away with a smile, intimate and intoxicating.
A series of difficult movements were performed smoothly by the two. Such as the play of swimming dragon and pond fish, it is so beautiful that people forget to breathe.
In the end, it is "Thousands of feet gossamer, provoking Chaoyun". A man is infatuated with her, but the happiness lasts for a while, and the clouds and mists eventually dissipate.
At the end of the song, people left, and the two figures, one black and one white, stopped and bowed to everyone hand in hand.
The theater was silent for a few seconds.
Then, the loud applause almost toppled the roof.
The voice of the person who discussed in a low voice just now was full of excitement: "This is that Ling Zhen! Oh my God!!!"
"I just said that when she played Fu Qing, she didn't look like she was looking for a substitute when she danced. I didn't expect her to be at such a god-level level!!"
Only then did Ling Zhen recover from the performance.
In the audience, countless people looked excited and sent applause continuously.
She smiled, feeling extremely satisfied in her heart.
At this time, in the corner of the auditorium, Wei Xi's eyes were dark and his face was not very good-looking.
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. Today's last flight to city A must be rushed to the airport.
On the stage, Ling Zhen seemed to be shining, smiling very brightly.
Wei Xi looked at her for the last time, and finally sighed softly.
never mind. Since she likes it.
Later... hug me back.
That night, Ling Zhen took the entry #东方舞团团集# on the trending searches.
This time, she wasn't being liked by hand, she wasn't being used to push her down, but she became a hot search based entirely on her dance performance.
A netizen uploaded a video of her dancing with Wen Zichu, and the entire internet was shocked.
"Fairy Questions" is still hot, but "Xiao Fuqing" has been absent for so long, and she actually went to dance!
Moreover, it is still such a professional performance! !
The craziest ones are Ling Zhen's fans. They don't even know what kind of treasure girl they are fans of. Crying and Amway on the hot search, it's like celebrating the New Year together.
All major marketing accounts came to catch up on Lingzhen's enthusiasm, and they all said that Lingzhen represented the ceiling of female artist's dance business level.
Of course, there is no shortage of Xing Li and his team behind this grand marketing. After all, he is his own artist, so a qualified manager would never waste such a good publicity opportunity.
After this battle, the tickets of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe at the next stop were sold out within 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, and the head of the troupe looked at her like his own daughter.
…
A few days later, they finally left the seaside city for their next stop.
Ling Zhen packed his luggage and lay down on the bed playing with his mobile phone.
Just at this moment, Wei Xi's phone call came.
It's a video call.
Counting the days, it seems like they haven't seen each other for a week since Wei Xi left.
When Ling Zhen was filming in other provinces, he also made video calls with Wei Xi. But then it was to observe his state, now...it seems very different from then.
Ling Zhen took the earphones and clicked to answer, but there was still no one on the other side, and the camera was facing the room.
Xiaomeng went to take a shower, and Ling Zhen was the only one in the hotel room at this time.
Wei Xi's deep and magnetic voice came into his ears: "What are you doing?"
Ling Zhen truthfully replied: "Lie down."
Wei Xi smiled.
On the screen, her little face was resting on a thick and soft pillow, her lips were pouting, showing a natural cuteness.
But Ling Zhen was a little dissatisfied. She held the phone and whispered, "It's not fair, why am I the only one showing my face."
Wei Xi's low laugh came over: "Why do you say?"
Ling Zhen's calf hooked up, and he swayed in the air, angrily said: "Because you are cheating."
Wei Xi's voice was low, as if coaxing people: "No."
Ling Zhen blinked his eyes, and there was an unconscious coquettishness in his voice: "Then what are you talking about?"
"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 lightly picked at the corner of the quilt, her eyes wandered, and she finally whispered: "It's just... okay."
The bathroom door opened with a "click", and a little water vapor rolled onto Ling Zhen's smooth calf.
Xiaomeng was calling her: "Sister Zhenzhen, I'm done washing—"
Ling Zhen turned to her and said, "Okay—"
Just then, the camera on the opposite side of the phone switched.
Wei Xi's face appeared on the screen. At a very close distance, the man's facial features were perfectly proportioned and he was handsome.
He is laughing.
A deep laugh came from the headset, and he said, "But I miss you so much."
The author has something to say: If this is not love! ! ! (shock)
(ps: The poems are from Yan Shu's "Voice of Heartfelt Order"