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"It is estimated that the game is too exciting." An Qi smiled and peered out at the opposite side. "Like me, I thought about charging and charging last night. As a result, I saw it in the morning and only plugged in the plug. The power supply of the outlet did not open."

Ning Xiaofei still has to talk, and an assistant director has already ran into the dressing room.

"All the players go to the front desk to prepare for the rehearsal!"

Helpless, Ning Xiaofei had to hand over the phone to Su Ying.

When everyone got up and rushed to the front desk, Ji Mo hurriedly marched from the corridor.

"Xiao Fei!"

"Season?" Ning Xiaofei stopped, "Is there something?"

"Nothing?" Ji Mo looked around. "Is Ye Qiao coming?"

"This guy doesn't know what to do, call off, and now he doesn't see anyone." Ning Xiaofei's tone is full of worry, "Nothing will happen?"

"You don't care about this matter!" Ji Mo patted her shoulder comfortably. "Be prepared to play, remember to back up the news clips, sometimes the total monitoring room will lose files, just in case."

Ning Xiaofei nodded. "Do not worry, I am prepared."

To her clear eyes, Ji Mo can only suppress the complex emotions of his heart, fingers gently pinch her shoulders, "Come on! Go, see you at the front desk!"

Ning Xiaofei turned around and took Su Ying to the front desk to prepare for rehearsal.

Ji Mo glanced at the empty chair in the interior of the dressing room, frowning, and heard the footsteps behind him. He turned his face and looked at it, only to see Ye Qiao carrying a paper bag and hanging his face into the cloister.

The long hair was scattered on the side of the face, and there was a disposable mask on his face. He looked a little tired and looked up at him. Ye Qiao stepped up.

At this time, in the other side of the room, Gu Yu is coming out with Xicheng and several other tutors.

Seeing her, Ye Qiao immediately turned his face and pulled the mask off his face to reveal his nose and mouth, showing a smile to everyone.

"Guo, a few instructors, everyone."

The valley is always on the sidelines, and on her line of sight, Ye Qiao’s lips are rising upwards.

Yesterday's broken lips, carefully painted lipstick can not see the wound, just a little bit of laughter, but she still used her lips to lift her lips.

"How are you prepared?" Gu Yu asked.

"You can rest assured that everything is ready, only owe the wind!" Ye Qiao smiled.

The ordinary two sentences are dark and profound.

Gu Yu nodded quietly, "Go, the rehearsal is about to begin!"

"Then I passed, several instructors will see you later!" Ye Qiao hurried forward, passing through the time of the ink, she squinted her eyes, gently nodded and walked.

Gu Yu came over and his eyes fell on the face of Ji Mo. "Is it going, let's go?"

Ji Mo did not say much, just nodded lightly, waiting for a few people to walk, he followed the side of Xicheng, and went to the front desk together.

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At the front desk, everyone has already stood in order.

Seeing Ye Qiao, who rushed over, Ning Xiaofei’s big stone in his heart fell. “Death, Joe, you are dying, why are you, so slow, hit your phone and shut down!”

Ye Qiao returned to her and smiled. "The phone is forgotten to charge, just a little traffic jam on the road!"

"Okay, everyone is ready."

"Then I used to line up!" Ye Qiao lowered his head and went to the end of the team. Ning Xiaofei's arm stretched over and pulled her arm. "How did your mouth bleed?"