Sweet Nothings

The area of ​​the jury that has been quiet and silent, is now opened by people, and the soft white light overflows from behind the curtain.

Firstly, in the left area, the famous group logo appeared slowly, and then the front cover rose to reveal Su’s baby face. He smiled and said, “Sorry, I’m going to use the jury’s right. If there is only one A, I choose Yan Qing ."

The area on the right then opened, and President Lin also spoke.

The mentor group changed its face collectively.

No one expected this kind of scene. Before the recording, the program team strictly abided by the confidentiality agreement and did not disclose what the jury was. The result was the two golden fathers who were enough to hold their legs, and the middle...

Yan Qing did not know President Su and President Lin, but also realized the identity of the two from the reaction of the audience.

She clenched her hands unconsciously, staring at the unopened area in the middle.

The previous look, that special feeling belonging to someone...

Her panic and anticipation.

Also named Huo Shi.

impossible.

There was a soft sound when the microphone was opened.

Yan Qing's heartbeat was unbalanced, he forgot to blink, stared intently, his eyes sour.

The curtain became transparent a little bit, gradually showing the tall silhouette of the man behind him.

Almost at the same time, Huo Yunshen's mobile phone screen lighted up silently, and Min Jing's message arrived: "It's a player named Song Xueran, got the evidence."

Song Xueran seemed to be clean and left no traces, but after understanding, the entire team was hostile to Yan Qing, and only a few of them regarded her as a threater. One by one to investigate the past, suspecting Song Xueran was not effortless.

Naturally, she wouldn't do it by herself, who was the one who obeyed her by her side. After a few inquiries, she knew that she didn't even need to say anything to take the person out of the back door of the recording scene. She was so scared that she explained everything.

Huo Yun deeply lowered his eyes and explained to Min Jing: "Take the evidence directly to the tutor seat."

The next moment, his figure was completely revealed.

Song Xueran suddenly pale.

The tutor seat all stood up in shock.

Some of the girls in the player's seat recognized, some did not, and their expressions were different, until there was a sound of exclamation after another: "My God..."

Yan Qing was stiff.

She was separated from stage to stage, watching Huo Yunshen change from fuzzy to clear.

The light came down from the side of him, and outlined a cold, hard outline.

Yan Qing heard the trembling in his ears.

It's really him...

He Meijin was carrying several Huo's endorsements, trying his best not to show confusion, and to keep calm and say: "Please let President Huo comment on the players."

He...should be Song Xueran?

But by this time, no one was more sure.

The air seemed to freeze, and it would be blown at any time.

Huo Yunshen's voice was low and cold: "Comment? The person I need to comment on has not yet sung the song she should sing."

He fixed his eyes on Yan Qing and said clearly: "Kapok."

The audience was silent.

Somehow, Yan Qing sobbed: "Well."

Song Xueran's eyes widened.

Huo Yunshen's tone turned soft, with comfort: "Do you want to sing the real "Good Night" again?"

Yan Qing couldn't tell his mood and said, "Well."

"Okay," he raised his hand, "play the accompaniment."

Yan Qing forgot the pain and left everything behind her. She trancely felt the word "Huo's" in front of "The Peak Girl" covering her as a protective barrier.

She is not F.

She also has the right to sing.

Yan Qing adjusted her breath. When the familiar accompaniment sounded, her voice was fully opened, and she sang a more emotional song than the online audio.

good night.

I want to fall into your dreams and say good night to you.

She finished singing the first section, and the latter section was replaced with a higher scale than Song Xueran, which was completed without flaws.

The contrast between the two compartments, even without comparison, people with ears understand how obvious Song Xueran is.

Many people in the player's seat were infected by singing, unconsciously listening to crying, and the response on the instructor's seat was even more splendid. He Meijin found his voice for a long time: "You are Qingqing...Kapok himself?!"

Song Xueran's legs became soft and he fell to the stage.

Huo Yun rolled his deep throat astringently, looking directly at the person who had a light in the song, Shen Sheng asked, "Yan Qing, does your left foot hurt?"

Yan Qing was shocked.

He patiently said, "Is it hurt?"

Yan Qing's eyes didn't feel hot, how could Huo Yunshen... know everything.

A mentor asked: "What's wrong with your feet--"

Waiting for the question to finish, the staff came in solemnly and handed over to the tutor seat a tablet computer. The screen was a video to be broadcast. After opening, it was a ponytail crying and narrating the process of being instructed by Song Xueran and injuring Yan Qing. And the evidence she handed over.

The audience was in an uproar.

Ouyang finally had the courage to jump up and clarify loudly: "Yan Qing was hurt in the morning! She was not a mistake, she was killed! And besides the ending is too painful to stand, she, as a newcomer who has never been in contact with dance, finished jumping perfectly The whole journey is not enough?"

Another tutor asked with air-conditioning: "Yanqing, can you take off your shoes?"

Yan Qing pursed her lips, bent down according to the words, loosened the laces, and slightly exposed the tightly wound bandages on the feet. There were blood stains from the soles to the edges, which was shocking.

Huo Yun saw with his own eyes that his breathing suddenly increased, and his eyes burst out of his uncontrolled mania. He tried to hold the handrail so that he could look like a normal person.

He said one by one: "Yan Qing’s ability does not need to be questioned. Moreover, before his ability, there is still the character of being a person. A player who harms people by virtuous means is not eligible to participate in the show, and he is not qualified to stand beside Yan Qing. ."

His pale fingers gave Huo's rating, staring at Yan Qing, his voice turned hoarse:

"Yanqing, you should sit in S's position."

The end of the primary assessment was a mess.

Yan Qing's whole body seemed to be burning. She whispered all kinds of noises in her ears and was picked up by several players who jumped out of her character and helped him to the top of the seat.

The camera was shooting around her, it seemed that someone was asking her what she thought.

Yan Qingren is dizzy, to be honest: "...the wound hurts."

Then the filming against her stopped decisively. When Yan Qing left the recording hall early from the back door, he heard that President Su and Lin were in a difficult business, commented on the performance of the whole scene, and promised to sponsor several group businesses as a sponsor. Resources.

But Huo Yunshen did not speak again.

Yan Qing was dizzy and helped the wall to walk out the door. Min Jing was waiting in the hallway, dressed like a program crew. When he appeared, he smiled standardly: "Mr. Huo has to wait a moment before he can get out. Miss, follow me first, and then he will take you to the hospital."

Yan Qing knew that she could not refuse, nowhere to hide, she would be caught by Huo Yun.

And just after such a fierce scene, she really wanted to ask President Huo in person, if he had too much bottom line for himself, and how to toss in order to be reconciled.

The sofa in the lounge is covered with cushions and refreshments and fruits are all she loves.

Yan Qing had mixed tastes, rubbed her cheeks with a fever, and lifted her hair to ask Min Jing: "What is the situation with your Huo? He doesn't know his identity? Or is Huo's too busy to need him to work?" How can he come to this kind of talent show and still be in public..."

in public……

She did not evade her.

It seems to be a reasonable and well-preserved host, but his status overrides and his attitude is so solemn that everyone can hear the significance, which is specially designed to support her.

Thanks to his cold face, he sat open on that occasion.

Min Jingwang looked out of the window and paused and said: "Miss Yan, what kind of character is Brother Shen, how much should you understand, he has a bad temper, impatient with people, cleanliness, most hates the entertainment industry, and rejects the camera. He, but after Huo Shi took power, he did not come out for interviews. Do you know why?"

He smiled: "Because he always believes that Yun Qing is alive, in case she lives somewhere, she can't find her home, maybe she can be seen on TV or on the Internet."

Yan Qing lowered her eyes.

Min Jing said quietly: "Do you think that according to his preferences, I would really like to lower my price, forcing Su and Lin to participate in a draft, sitting in the dangerous and sultry little lattice above for a few hours, so that the group does not know Where did the little girl come into his eyes? It’s just because you are here, he wants to protect you."

Yan Qing opened her mouth to speak, swallowed it back several times, her eyelashes blocked her eyes, her heart seemed to fall into lemon juice, and she tasted sour.

"He was planning to buy Chengfeng Media, fearing that you would be scared, that the program team would treat you with special treatment, and that your ability would be overlooked," Min Jing sighed. "He was too afraid, so he came to personally, to His eyesight has long found that you have been targeted by your injury. If he is in his usual style, he should stop the show directly. He has endured to the end, and he does not want you to prove yourself by ability."

Yan Qing's five internal organs were soaked in moisture, and fell heavily.

"As for blatantly biasing you," Min Jing spread his hand. "Are you afraid of being discussed? But you really can't blame him. First, because he saw you bleeding, he can't stand it. He must lift you up in front of others. Second, He loves you and of course supports you."

Yan Qing blushed excitedly: "He doesn't love me! It's Yun Qing!"

Min Jing steadily stated the fact: "For him, there is no difference."

Yan Qing closed his eyes weakly and asked himself.

In addition to being embarrassed, he complained of his lawlessness and pushed her to the cusp of the storm. Isn't it more than the dynamic of the time?

She was calculated to endure the pain, no one listened to her more, and even when her reasonable rights were denied, Huo Yunshen lit the lights, didn’t care about so many eyes and lenses, gave her enough forgiveness, and found her foot injury , Put out iron evidence to implement Song Xueran's charges.

Who would not like to be protected.

Despite all concerns, who would resist being a little princess that is valued by love.

But everything belongs to Yun Qing, and everything Huo Yunshen does to her has nothing to do with her.

She must always remember that there can be no fluctuations in him.

Yan Qing didn't know when Min Jing was leaving. The knock on the door rang and she opened her eyes. She unexpectedly saw the person coming in was He Meijin, who came straight to squat beside the sofa to check her feet.

She shrank back, not letting him touch: "I'm fine, minor injury."

He Huijin whispered: "Sorry, I don't know that you are injured. I gave you F before, but I also want you to attack you from behind, I will help you, I didn't expect..."

He raised his eyes and lowered the volume: "You are President Huo."

Yan Qing couldn't help but blow up: "Don't talk nonsense, how can I be his man?"

He Huijin hesitated: "He is so different to you..."

"What's so different," Yan Qing took a deep breath, straightened her hair, and straightened her body. "It must be that kind of relationship? President Huo is talking about the facts, not wronging anyone, is it wrong?"

He Dijin was dumb.

He looked at Yan Qing inquiringly, the doubts that had been circling in his heart deeper.

Yan Qing said this, but asked him to think more. She was already very different from the little girls in the entertainment industry, and it was not the level of ordinary amateur school flowers. From the beginning, he noticed that she raised her hand and smiled. It's guigui and education that oozes out of his bones, and he can't be forced to pretend. If it's the eldest lady raised by someone with a face and a face, he believes it.

Huo Huo’s photos are obvious, it’s not that she said so simple, is it...

Are they friends with Huo Shi?

It's not impossible.

He Huijin softened his tone and shifted the topic: "Okay, don't say this, why did you return to China suddenly? I remember you will be very weak when you are in Spring and Autumn, and some of you are mentally weak. how do you feel?"

When Yan Qing was too late to answer, the door was slammed open.

He Huijin was startled and instinctively distanced himself from Yan Qing to avoid suspicion. When he saw who was coming, he quickly stood up and said: "... President Huo."

Huo Yunshen wore a white shirt with a suit in his hand and wrinkled a little.

"Go out."

He Mijin didn't dare to say much, his eyes signaled his words, and his expression disappeared. Huo Yunshen saw this interaction in his eyes, and the muscles on his cheeks were tense.

As soon as He Liuliu left, Yan Qing stood up on the sofa and adjusted his expression to the most serious. He had just asked Huo Yunshen. He strode forward, wrapped his suit outside her cheongsam, and hugged her shoulder and knees.

Yan Qing noticed that the lounge is the end of the first floor corridor, and there was a small door beside the wall leading to the outside of the building. Huo Yunshen said nothing to her, kicking the door open, Min Jing was already waiting outside Then, the doors opened early, waiting for them to go up.

The commercial vehicle drove away from the recording venue and rushed to the hospital.

The street scene on the road swept back quickly, Yan Qing's left leg was forcibly lifted, and was put on Huo Yunshen's valuable suit pants.

When she was full, she wanted to vent to Huo Yunshen, but when she came to her mouth, she stopped abruptly, and her sore throat was full of pain.

It's not that she didn't want to say it, but Huo Yunshen didn't dislike it. She was bending her spine, holding her injured foot with both hands, wrapping the dyed gauze in her palm, trembling gently, and carefully rubbing.