Sweet Nothings

Yan Qing waited until half past seven and was woken by the security guard carefully when she was drowsy: "Open the door."

The security guard spent more than two hours in the past. In fact, Yan Qing was found not to be sitting for a while, but was discovered by an overtime dog who temporarily went downstairs in the "Peak Girl" program group. After the surprise, there was no sound, and a camera was urgently transferred. Put it in a concealed place, adjust the focal length and pat the face, so that he will not make a noise, making him so nervous.

In addition to this, more importantly, he always felt that someone behind him was looking at him in a dark manner.

It was hard to get to the formal opening of the door, he could be relieved.

Yan Qing thanked the security guard, dragged her luggage into the lobby on the first floor, and it was arranged as a welcome scene full of details. The staff wearing the "Peak Girl" uniform waited at the door and gave her a number card. , With the number one written.

"first name?"

"Yanqing."

"Affiliated company?"

"No, I am alone."

The staff looked at her from a close distance and thrilled with excitement. Yesterday I heard that I had signed a super-potential beauty. Unfortunately, I didn't see it. Now I look at it face-to-face and dare to report it!

However, her face is white and delicate, and her lips are full of cherry blossoms even if she does not paint her lips.

"The building opens at 7:30 and informs the players that the report is at 9 o'clock. Why did you come so early?"

Yan Qing rubbed his eyes covered with water and seriously told the truth: "Because homeless."

The staff chuckled, thinking that she was the same as Su Yan, and asked, "What do you think of the pinnacle girl?"

Yan Qing recalled the experience of the whole night, but couldn't help but clenched his fist, the answer was extremely true and true: "Home! Home! Home Haven!"

Anyway, there is a place to hide Huo Yunshen!

The staff was not happy, thinking that the big beauty was not cold at all, and she was a little silly, so she kindly hinted that she should watch more when she has a stalk, although it is a material collection in the preparatory period, there is hope that it will be cut into the program. In the film.

Yan Qing was stunned for a while, only to notice that there were cameras around him, and there were more than one.

She didn't expect to start recording so early, desperately unzipped the jacket, pulled up the collar to block her face, and her voice was so dull that she asked anxiously, "Where is the bathroom?"

The staff pointed at the direction and forced: "What's wrong with this?"

The eyes that Yan Qing left outside regretted the water, and the glass flashed like: "I forgot to put on makeup!"

After hiding from the camera, he would like to run to the toilet with four claws like a cat stomped on the tail.

The staff covered her chest so cute that she instinctively decided that this section would be retained.

Normally, it's glamorous, but once it is poked, the magic point will become small and cute. I thought I would deliberately make up. As a result, I didn't know that I was taking advantage of both sides.

Hey, hey, he looks beautiful and has a stalk.

Yan Qing didn't feel that she wanted to get angry. She was very panicked. She was too anxious when going back to the old house to pick up her luggage. She only changed into clean clothes, washed her face, and ran out.

I thought it was too late, first reported that it was completely safe, and then said that the original makeup was taken by the camera.

She may have been a little bit resistant to the recording of the program before, but now and now, the program is her refuge, she must behave well and stay, don't be eliminated so quickly, not to mention Sister An Lan, waiting for her to win glory.

However, Yan Qing teared her eyes silently after digging her suitcase three times in the bathroom, and her cosmetic bag fell in the house and she forgot to bring...

After a while, the large troops were all together. When everyone went out together to get in the car, everyone dressed up with a delicate little angel. Only she, a plain little flower in the wild, and her face was withered by the wind. kind.

Yan Qing was blindfolded and was thinking of asking for help. The cluttered footsteps and chattering jokes in the hallway outside the door. After a few seconds, the figure of the girl with four bags appeared at the door. A pair of eyes, exclaimed.

"Wow! The wind is so good! Hide the fairy in the toilet!"

The fairy turned her head up and dangled her beautiful eyes, and pitifully stretched out a pair of delicate hands: "Please, can you borrow some cosmetics?"

She was specially sent to stand by with the shooting girl VJ "poo" and record the whole process truthfully.

Yan Qing was surrounded by a group of fresh little sisters and was treated as a princess.

Picking the foundation, choosing the eyeshadow, tangling the lipstick number back and forth, doing their job, and the handsome girl with short hair pinched her chin with emotion: "How do I seem to be playing dress up Barbie, or the most expensive in the window, absolutely The one you can't afford."

The little sisters nodded angrily and expressed strong agreement.

Yan Qing blinked: "Are you all players coming to the show?"

"Yeah," another soft curly tone said. "We are trainees from the same company. We have been training since junior high school, but we have never had a chance to debut. The company said that if it doesn't work this time, let us Roll it up and go home."

Yan Qing unexpectedly turned around to see the other three people. Everyone smiled, it seemed very easy, but no one refuted, default.

This show is their last possibility.

The girl with short hair loved Yan Qing and squeezed her face, so she pretended not to say: "The only chance is, no matter whether it succeeds or not, at least I see a great beauty who is absolutely red, and I don't come in vain."

When speaking, Yan Qing's makeup was basically completed. She took over the lipstick they had selected and applied it to the mirror. Her heart was heavy, her eyes dropped inadvertently, and she glanced at the cherry-sized scar on the side of her neck.

Huo Yunshen claimed that Yun Qing left him for him.

If he pointed to something else, maybe she would hesitate, but this alone, she was most impressed. She practiced singing when she was in school. She felt that her throat was not open enough, and she was hurt by her fingers. She remembers the touch.

She likes to sing very much. By coincidence, she has come to this step, and has a real vision for the stage that she has not considered before.

The girls around her, knowing that the opportunities are precious and the competition system is fierce, also treat her as a competitor with sincerity, giving her a warm sense of belonging.

She hopes that "Pinnacle Girl" is red and everyone is red.

As the reporting time approached, ninety-nine first-round contestants quickly gathered together. After taking the first collective picture in front of the wind gate, they boarded three buses and went to the official recording location of the show.

After half an hour's drive, the girls couldn't help themselves along the way, and the atmosphere was boiling. Yan Qing came around to look at her, and praised her facial features aloud.

Yan Qing couldn't stop to chat with them, Yu Guang floated out of the window from time to time, paying attention to every passing car.

President Huo, please.

Don't show up again, don't give up.

Fortunately, there was no abnormality until arriving at the destination. When getting off, An Lan found Yan Qing in the crowd and dragged her to no one. He solemnly asked: "Be good at the time of recording. I believe you can let the show It’s hot, and I believe that you can help me to make a contribution. If this show is defeated, I guess I can’t even stay in this circle."

Yan Qing suppressed her concerns about Huo Yunshen, and answered more firmly than the last time: "I will do my best."

I hope that Huo can really let go...

An Lan was relieved and took out a delicate gift box from the bag: "You promised me that, I am more at ease. This thing was a man who found me before I got on the bus, so I must pass it on to you. Words, tell me To be honest, isn't it your boyfriend? Love is a taboo for the show."

Yan Qing's nerves could not help but tighten: "What kind of man?!"

"Tall and thin, wearing gold glasses, very gentle, looking at identity is not simple."

...Min Jing!

Yan Qing sweated in the palm of her hand and slowly opened the lid. It wasn’t a strange thing inside, but her mobile phone.

She was lucky, did President Huo just want to return her mobile phone to her, An Lan's phone suddenly rang, and she changed her face after hearing two sentences: "What do you say, the program is not recorded?! Someone stopped ?!"

When Yan Qing suffocated, his eyes turned black immediately.

Don't... don't Huo Yunshen!

"Who are you talking about?" An Lan hugs his phone unbelievably, and whispers in disbelief, "... Huo, Huo?!"

At the same time, the phone in the box buzzed, showing a new WeChat--

Even the name of the note has been changed to the intimate "Yun Shen."

"Qingqing, six hours apart, is it better? The show has stopped. If you don't want to, you have something to say to me. Come to the garage. I'll wait for you."

Yan Qingsheng looked at the wall not far away from the wall, thinking that he would just hit and die.

Before the first round of rating, the dormitory division of the program was to live in an ordinary Chase shop, wait until the rating is over, and then go to the corresponding exquisite four-person dormitory according to your grade.

Near lunch time, no one was worried about being hungry or not. More than ninety girls were crowded into a large classroom room as large as a ladder classroom.

The show and stage that carried all the dreams were temporarily stopped. They did not know where to go. Some people cried out directly, infecting people around them, and the sobbing sound spread for a while.

Yan Qing sat on the corner with his knees, holding the phone hard.

An Lan didn’t know the content of WeChat. Before leaving, she told her not to worry. He would wait for the news with the big army first. I didn’t believe that Huo was really such an absolute. .

Yan Qing curled up with hopeless hopes, hoping to wait for a troublesome news.

She did not want to, nor dare to see Huo Yunshen.

But things were contrary to expectations, and soon afterwards, a staff member came in and announced with a look: "I'm very sorry, we encountered a major problem. Please be prepared to leave the show in advance."

Quiet in the big room, a cry broke out.

The girls who helped Yan Qing's make-up stood not far from her, and they all started sobbing hopelessly.

Yan Qing pinched her palms and her nose was red.

Huo Yunshen, this unscrupulous big pervert, is simply forcing her to follow!No matter what Huo's reputation, so many people's efforts and dreams as chips, let her take the initiative to find him!

What to say to let her go is all nonsense!

The phone was shocked again.

Yun Shen: "Qing Qing."

Just two words, but he whispered as if attached to his ear.

Yan Qing sucked his nose and stood up.

When she saw her, she wanted to see that Huo Yunshen had to ask her to kill thousands of knives when she was all dead. No matter whether she could do it, at least she had to try it, and it should not involve everyone.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Yan Qing walked out of the small side door on the other side, and found the garage according to the road map sent to her by Huo Yunshen. An extended business car parked in the shadow, like a monster that could devour people. .

Anyway, I can’t escape, just die.

Yan Qing walked past with his fists pressed, and when seven or eight meters left, he noticed that the door was halfway opened, revealing a sculptural silhouette of a man. In the faint smoke, it seemed like a silent black and white sketch.

The garage was cold, he didn't wear a coat, his shirt was a little wrinkled, three buttons on the neckline were torn apart, and the whole person's eyes were embedded in the seat, looking lonely and out of touch.

There is very little pride in the kind of high-ranking person on his body, but there is a kind of unbridled banditry that makes people afraid, but they cannot help but attract attention.

Yan Qing settled down, approached him, and stepped up.

Huo Yun raised his eyes fiercely, and glory sprang from his deep pupils.

He wants to get off: "You are here."

Yan Qing hurriedly stopped: "No one is allowed to come down. Someone here sees what to do! I, I will go up!"

As soon as the door closed, Yan Qing avoided contact with him, and sat agilely to the position opposite him: "Huo Yunshen, Huo was used by you for such indiscriminate use, you are really crazy."

He hooked his lips: "Compared to you, Huo's is nothing."

Yan Qing is crazy: "What the hell do you want?"

Huo Yun stared at her deeply, but I hadn't seen her in six hours... as if to separate again for a lifetime.

He grabbed the armrest and calmed down, picked up the paper bag and gave her: "After the crash, I kept your DNA and compared it with your present. The result is here. I didn’t lie to you. You are Yun Qing. You Has a problem with his memory."

Yan Qing was angry: "... no wonder Min Jing dragged my hair last night, is it for this purpose? Can your madness be a little limited!"

Huo Yun whispered deeply, similar to begging: "Qing Qing, you look first."

Yan Qing could not bear his absurdity.

Huo Yunshen pulled the paper out of the bag and placed it on her lap.

Yan Qing did not have to look at it, and the test result must be consistent with Huo Yunshen's wishes.

President Huo is so powerful, because she and Yun Qing look like they are buckling and buckling, and a hugely expensive program says stop and stop. Then, in order to persuade her to do Yun Qing, what else can you do?

A DNA report is too simple for Huo, as long as he wants to prove that she is something else is also easy!

If she believed, she would completely overthrow the twenty-two years she had lived through.

When she is so stupid?

Yan Qing threw the report to him, and his thin back was straight: "Mr. Huo, don't do these useless exercises, I won't believe it. Could you please tell me what you want me to do before you let it go ?"

Huo Yunshen retrieved the flying paper back, pinched it in his hand, and pressed his belly to the true and effective conclusion, with a sore throat.

He guessed her reaction.

But when you really face it, it still hurts like cutting meat and bones.

In the three years when Qing Qing was absent, he was always overloaded, and he suffered a lot of places. Today, his stomach ache is untimely. He can sit as usual and he is already strong.

The tumbling blood was ranting about her name, craving her temperature.

Huo Yun's blood-stained black pupil looked at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing is like an enemy.

"Speak! As long as you don't interfere in the show!"

Huo Yun raised his hand slowly and said, "Hug me."

Yan Qing thought he had heard it wrong: "You... what are you talking about?"

His pale lips opened slightly: "I said, Qingqing, hug me."

Yan Qing was still angry, and his ears were red: "You are serious!"

Huo Yunshen stared at her straightly, and he did not have any scores for his fierce and fierce external scoring. He did not care about showing weakness, repeating her word by word, and the voice was sad: "Please, hug me."

This request was too unexpected, and the barriers erected by Yan Qing suddenly came to no avail.

She was helpless and held her back for a while, then asked awkwardly: "...Are you sure, if I hug you for a while, will you let go of our show?"

"determine."

"Swear?"

"swear."

Yan Qing closed her eyes, the boss did not follow the routine, and she didn't know how to pick it up, but it was better to buy and sell than to take her away, hug it, and not lose a lot of meat.

For the whole program group, fight!

With determination, she stood up abruptly, straddling a small half-step in the middle of the interval, leaning down with her arms splayed, arms wide open, holding Huo Yun's deep boned shoulders and gently hugging.

Huo Yun clenched his teeth deeply, his eyes suddenly red.

He held her waist and pulled her down into his arms.

Yan Qing felt something was wrong. When trying to struggle, his cold palms had wrapped around her back neck, and her fingers were slowly gathered together, her fingertips pressed against her nerve somewhere.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid."

Yan Qing only had time to listen to this sentence, and intense numbness came from the place where he was crushed to death.

Her vision was dark and she fell softly into his arms.

Huo Yun lowered his eyes deeply, kissed her earlobe obsessively, and his voice was hoarse: "Good boy, let's get the memory back."

The author has something to say: Please, hug me.

Woo.