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As night falls, it means that the final of the idol creation camp is about to begin.

More than tens of millions of people have been waiting in the live broadcast room of the video platform. At the same time as countless barrage takes off, the scene has begun to enter the venue.

The fans are full of energy, and it seems that they all have a sense of responsibility, believing that they also represent the tens of thousands of companions on the Internet who cannot come to the scene.

In Jiangcheng, Bai Yang wore a military coat and rode three donkeys to deliver today's last express.

After the customer's door was closed, he rushed down to the sixth floor, and rode three wheels to face the cold wind all the way back to Xu Lele's rental community.

He tied the car with a crooked-neck tree with a chain, and then he remembered that Xu Lele had asked him to buy a piece of tofu when he came back, so he went back to the supermarket in front of the community to buy what he should buy, by the way. Two bottles of beer just went upstairs.

"Boom boom boom." He knocked on the door.

Xu Lele, who was wearing an apron, opened the door, his hairstyle was a little messy, and a scorched smell passed into the tip of his nose.

He didn't show any surprise, but took off his shoes after sniffing and hung up the quilted jacket. Then he walked into the kitchen unhurriedly.

Xu Lele pouted and looked at some black dishes in the pot: "It's battered again, I may not have the talent for cooking."

Bai Yang took a pair of chopsticks, directly put the dishes in the pot and put it in his mouth, showing an expression of enjoyment: "Although the appearance is not good, it tastes good."

Xu Lele: "..." Although I know that Bai Yang is lying, he is still full of joy...

As he said, Bai Yang put the vegetables on the plate with ease, then rushed tofu, and asked, "What is this going to do?"

Xu Lele:'Dangdangdang...' While dubbing, he took out a bag of Mapo tofu ingredients.

Bai Yang gave a thumbs up in his heart, there are ready-made ingredients, it should not be too unpalatable, but his face is particularly serious: "LeLe, I think you should not use this kind of thing for your cooking skills, it will affect It’s up to you!"

Xu Lele: "..., passed, passed, I am not Mo Zhu."

Bai Yang coughed and said something against his will: "You are better than Mo Zhu."

Xu Lele rubbed her temples: "Okay, since you have worked so hard to say such a conscience, I will accept it reluctantly."

Bai Yang smiled: "Oh, yes, today Xueqing finals."

Then he raised his eyes and glanced at his watch: "It should be seven o'clock."

Xu Lele slapped her chest: "Don't worry, make sure it's done before seven o'clock. Let's watch while eating!"

Seven o'clock...

Xu Lele did not break his promise, but because of lack of experience, he ignored the two steps of blanching the water and sprinkling the salt. In addition, there were some problems with the technique.

Seeing her pouting her mouth again, Bai Yang suggested: "You can eat with a spoon, and it's more delicious!"

"Poplar, just fool me, one day I will be crippled by you."

Bai Yang got up and opened a bottle of beer, turned on the TV, and used the video software to cast the screen, then took a sip of beer and said, "It's started, it's started."

Xu Lele raised her head, looked at Chen Ning who appeared on the TV screen, and said, "Sister Ning seems to be even more beautiful."

Bai Yang: "Not as pretty as you."

Xu Lele smiled beautifully, without feeling ashamed, and said: "You are also very handsome."

Obviously, although they are not married yet, Bai Yang and Xu Lele, who are better than married, are going further and further on the road of licking each other's dogs.

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Music scene in the office building.

Shi Jin turned on the curved TV and sat on the sofa.

Sitting next to him were Zhong Lingshuai, Hong Xinshu, and the three children Yangyang.

Of course, the TV shows the finals of the idol creation camp. It stands to reason that they are mixed in the music scene these days. People who are used to all kinds of underground music should look down on idol boy and girl groups the most.

But in fact...everything you listen to at the music scene every day, you will get tired of listening to it. The big legs of the young lady of the idol creation Ying Yishui are like a clear stream to Old History, Zhong Lingshuai and Hong Xinshu.

Sheep is to accompany Hong Xinshu, she doesn't care about anything, she is silent and cool.

Hong Xinshu was the most excited, especially after seeing Chen Ning as the promoter: "You know Chen Ning, right?"

Of course this was for Zhong Lingshuai.

He nodded: "Nonsense, Chen Ning doesn't know anyone."

Zhong Lingshuai said: "You met Xiaojian too late. If you met earlier, you might have a chance to drink with Chen Ning."

When Yang Yang heard this, his eyes lit up: "Really?"

Zhong Lingshuai: "No, you mean Zhang Xiaojian and Chen Ning are friends?"

"Yes, and I'm still a very good friend, let's not tell you, if there is no Mo Zhu sister-in-law, maybe Xiaojian brother and Ning sister..."

Old Shi smiled and said to Hong Xin, "Do you know it again?"

Hong Xinshu has an expression that I certainly know, indicating that the truth is extremely high.

Zhong Lingshuai tugged his hair: "You said I'll beg Zhang Xiaojian to let Chen Ning lead me to play a small supporting role. Will my appearance be popular?"

Before anyone could answer, he patted his thigh and gave himself the answer: "Yes, after all, I'm so handsome!"

"But hurry up, don't you still have trillions of fortunes waiting for you to inherit?" Hong Xinshu's words are completely ridiculous. He has never taken it seriously for Zhong Lingshuai's super second generation.

"Yes, too, but I have an actor dream after all."

The three of them all smiled in disdain, but Zhong Lingshuai became more reliable the more he thought about it, so he said: "Mr. Shi, if you lend me three thousand yuan, I will go to the magic city. Report!"

Shi Jin: "Roll the baby."

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Ning Yuan, the Zheng family brothers and sisters have arrived in Zheng Weixun's mansion.

It's just that Zheng Jiaxuan is very uncomfortable, especially sitting on that mahogany chair. She was afraid that it would be broken, and her uncle asked her to pay.

As a lover of antiques, antiques can be found everywhere in Zheng Weixun's home.

The broken bowls and old paintings that can be seen everywhere seem to be invaluable, not to mention the furniture. Each piece has a source. If you want to talk about history, Zheng Weixun can talk about one-tenth of the room in this room even if he talks overnight. Furnishings.

Zheng Jiakai is naturally a lot of things. He remotely controlled the TV to broadcast the final of the idol creation camp, then leaned back in his chair and watched intently.

Zheng Jiaxuan asked: "Brother, I find you are very addicted to watching this show, who do you like best?"

Zheng Jiakai replied without hesitation: "Little Dream."

"Huh? This doesn't seem to be a hot player, and looks very ordinary..."

Before Zheng Jiakai could answer, Zheng Weixun, who made a pot of tea over there, said: "Little dreams are not small, right?"

"Well, it's huge."

"Brother, uncle, you two... can you pay attention?"

Zheng Jiaxuan rolled his eyes with a look of lovelessness.

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Su Yu opened a bottle of coconut milk, pinched her nose and drank it to the end.

Judging from her actions, she obviously doesn't like drinking coconut milk, so she just rushed home and listened to the lively voice on the TV Gao Qingsong asked: "It's like drinking medicine. If it doesn't work, drink less. "

Su Yu, who was already a little bit pregnant, shook her head and said: "I heard people say, drink more coconut milk, and milk will be good after giving birth. I want to use breast milk, but don't want my baby to drink milk powder."

Gao Qingsong was obviously taken aback.

He has been a bit busy recently, and he has just participated in a sorority meeting with retired old teachers. Until this moment, he suddenly noticed that Su Yu seemed to have changed a lot.

Every woman seems to change after pregnancy.

Su Yu is no exception. She is full of children now, and she will do anything that can work hard for her children, even if she doesn't like it, such as drinking coconut juice.

Gao Qingsong stood up and helped her sit on the sofa.

Then, the extremely straight man went to pour her a cup of hot water, and when he brought it back, he blew and said: "Shun Shun."

Su Yu took the hot water, took a sip, and looked at Gao Qingsong and said, "You said that when we got married, if I was particularly embarrassed, wouldn't it be bad?"

Gao Qingsong smiled, sat next to her, and took her hand: "It's okay, who cares about this these years."

Su Yu thought for a while and said: "After all, your old Gao's family in Ningyuan can be considered a face and face, and it is always bad to be chewed behind."

Gao Qingsong shook his head and pointed to the TV, "You see how badly Xiaojian's sister was scolded this year, look at her more, what's so scary about us?"

Su Yu snorted when she heard the words, then put her head on Gao Qingsong's shoulder and stopped talking.

The two watched the idol creation camp finals on TV, quietly and warmly.

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The living room lights of the Daqingshan mansion were lit.

Taking off his down jacket, Ye Mozhu, wearing a pair of high heels, put on white slippers in front of the door.

Today, she changed the look of a girl in the past. Whether it is makeup or dressing, she is very professional and capable. If Zhang Xiaojian is here, her eyes will be widened, especially that the hip wrap skirt is very beautiful.

Liu Mei, who was following Ye Mozhu, felt the same way. Taking off her high heels, she threw on the soft sofa and shouted, "Mo Zhu, I want to eat fried noodles."

Ye Mozhu yelled, and went straight into the kitchen.

However, for a long time, two bowls of noodles were served on the table, and all kinds of side dishes were also complete. Liu Mei said happily, "Hey, if I could eat rice every day at your house, it would be great."

Ye Mozhu smiled: "Then come every day."

"Forget it, I can't bother you young couple all the time."

Liu Mei said, picked up the wooden chopsticks, and smelled the sauce of fried bamboo leaves, and said contentedly: "It's really fragrant."

Ye Mozhu slapped his head upon hearing the words: "By the way, today, Little Sister Xiaojian finals."

Then she quickly found the remote control, turned on the TV and selected the video software to watch the live broadcast. The live broadcast seemed to have started for a while, but fortunately it was not too late.

Then the sound of eating noodles began to resound through the mansion.

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Of course, live viewing is very different from watching in front of TV and mobile phones.

Sitting in the front row of Ning Xueqing's fan camp, the second aunt now feels that she has a headache.

Because the surroundings are so lively and crazy.

Fans played with waves of people before the live broadcast, and cheers did not stop after the live broadcast.

Especially those unpromising otakus, whose faces seem to have never seen the world before, screaming loudly around her often, so that they will always startle her.

But these are not important. The important thing is that the second aunt found that her daughter is too pretty today.

The opening Qi Wu and Ning Xueqing did a good job without any mistakes, and the movements were considered to be in place. The only difference was some confident eyes.

This is not something that can be cultivated in a short while, she herself is not confident in herself.

But this is enough to satisfy the second aunt.

And she seemed to like the girls on the stage more and more. The exhaustion that she saw on their faces during the rehearsal yesterday was gone, replaced by endless fighting spirit.

Every girl in the contest seems to have a feeling of exhausting all her strength towards her dream. This feeling overflows and shines.

The second aunt who feels this also feels that she is a lot younger, but she is not really young, because although she likes these girls, but some singing and dancing shows, she really can’t understand...

I especially hate the kind of Korean dances and show off sexy...this is very unharmonious society.

Fortunately, the scale of this kind of dance is also extremely limited. It will take a few years to put it aside, and it can really make all kinds of suggestive movements.

At this time, the program entered the second stage, the stage of helping singing.

According to the current ranking order, the players played in turn. Since Ning Xueqing still maintained the third overall pick, it didn't take long for her show to begin.

The second aunt happened to be a little hungry at this time, so she took out the bread she had prepared a long time ago and took a bite in her mouth.

At the same time, the lights on the stage shone towards the sky above the stadium.

Before the music started, the sky suddenly began to snow.

All the audience raised their heads almost at the same time, and a bright spotlight began to move, circled the stadium all the way, and suddenly froze on the stage.

A strange man that no one knew appeared on the elevator platform. Without any accompaniment, he spoke softly, and instantly surprised the ears of the audience.

The second aunt bit the bread without another bite. She just looked at her son on stage, and suddenly felt that Zhang Xiaojian today seemed a little handsome.

The white poplar drinking beer in Jiangcheng almost didn't spit it out. He pointed to the TV and shouted, "Little sword, little sword."

Xu Lele, who was washing the dishes, wiped his hands and ran back to the living room. He saw Zhang Xiaojian on the TV and said, "Really."

The four people in the office building of the music scene also freeze the frame together. They don't understand why their big boss appears on the TV. It seems that there is not in the program trailer.

At Ning Yuan's Gao Qingsong's house, Su Yu was putting on a mask and closing her eyes to calm herself. She suddenly heard a familiar song. She opened her eyes and saw Zhang Xiaojian on the TV.

Then she glanced at Gao Qingsong and saw his eyes widened and his mouth widened. Obviously she didn't understand why Zhang Xiaojian appeared on the TV.

What is even more unclear are Zheng Jiakai and Zheng Jiaxuan. They didn't speak, but Zheng Weixun spoke: "Little sword, this kid is okay, these two sentences sound comfortable."

In another mansion not far from Zheng Weixun's mansion, the sloshing sound has stopped.

Ye Mozhu and Liu Mei saw the snow in the sky, Zhang Xiaojian, dressed in a neat suit and a good haircut, was holding a microphone and sang in a low voice. They looked at each other quickly.

No, what is the situation?

Why did Zhang Xiaojian become Ning Xueqing's guest assistant?