I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

As soon as the program was launched on the platform, the premiere data slowly climbed, and the topic level gradually increased. By the next morning, it reached its peak. The "Wulin Conference" climbed to the tenth place in the hot search, and Tan Yue, who was undisclosed, was ranked No. "Wang Zixuan", "Xie Xiaoxiao", and "Money Duoduo" were all on the hot search. Among them, Qian Duoduo rushed to the eighth most searched by virtue of the brilliant performance on the preliminary rating stage.

In a large flat-floor house in a high-end community, Tan Yue came out of the bathroom with a full body of water vapor, and wrapped the bath towels as he walked to cover up the good spring. She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the study, sipped hot milk, and looked at the bustling city streets in the morning to relieve the headache caused by staying up late to watch the project.

After a while, she remembered what she seemed to remember, found her mobile phone and clicked on Weibo. Unsurprisingly, she saw her name in Reyi, and by the way, she saw Qian Duoduo on the eighth place in Hot Search.

Tan Yue smiled, the smile gradually disappeared before reaching the bottom of his eyes.

She stood for a while, took out a box from the shelf next to her, and unlocked it with her fingerprint.

A bar counter was installed in the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study. Tan Yue sat on the bar stool, took out a photo from the box, and gently touched the face of the person in the photo.

"Sister...you really will punish people."

The queen of fame and fortune sits by the window in the morning sun, enjoying the quiet time that belongs to her alone, looking rather thin and lonely from behind.

Different from Tan Yue's leisure at this moment, Chu He is now facing the dilemma of "Don't beat yourself too badly" and can't get out of it.

The venue for the program group is limited, and 5 people share a training room. Chu He got up at five o'clock every morning to jog, press his legs, and put on his protective gear after he moved away. Then he picked up the meteor hammer tremblingly and started a new day. It was often after twelve o'clock in the evening that he crawled back to the dormitory with his bruised body.

When Hai Tian and Fang Xinrui came, they would usually see Chu He panting, staring at the meteor hammer like an enemy.

The program team knew that she was difficult, so they sent a martial arts instructor who is proficient in meteor hammer and a photographer to gloat at her.

The coach is a handsome 40-year-old uncle, who taught her painstakingly: "Don't be afraid, you treat it as a cute little animal..."

Chu He: …I'm sorry I am not blind, how can a small animal hit a person so much pain.

Hai Tian and Fang Xinrui have been familiar with their weapons for a few days, and their routines have been practiced more and more smoothly. They have already begun to think about designing actions that can appear more brilliant on the stage. Chu He went back to the training room for dinner and saw the two of them playing beautifully with one shot and one shot, looking like dancing butterflies.

Chu He nibbled on the roasted sweet potatoes and pointed at them: "Affectionate sword."

Fang Xinrui's cheeks suddenly flushed: "I am not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

Haitian:? ? ? Why is she blushing.

Chu He didn't care about them. He floated to his corner like a wandering soul, staring at the meteor hammer and began to communicate with each other.

At 10:30 in the evening, there were no more people in the training room, and Chu He was still sweating.

She has been able to practice that even if the meteor hammer hits her body, she will not feel pain, but she has not yet reached the level of proficiency. This kind of soft weapon is actually very good-looking if it is played well, it is soft and strong, and it is very powerful. Chu He rubbed the sweat that had just come out on the towel around his neck, and continued to practice with the chain.

The door of the training room was quietly pushed open.

After practicing the routine several times, Chu He raised the meteor hammer back into his palm. The palm of my hand has been worn out with calluses in the past few days, and I have put two band-aids on it, and today I have broken two more pieces of skin. Chu He shook his hand to relieve the hot pain, and when he turned around, he saw a large paper bag on the floor at the door.

She approached and opened the paper bag, which contained five cups of milk tea.

Chu He sat cross-legged on the ground, taking out cup by cup to look at the milk tea with labels attached to it. There are fruit tea, hot cocoa, brown sugar milk tea, and milk tea with a milk cap and sprinkled nuts.

Chu He thought for a while and walked out of the training room. This training area was still brightly lit at night. She walked to the training room next door. There was no one there, and the same paper bag was on the ground. Chu He took a look at it and found five cups of milk tea of ​​the same style.

She happily returned to her training room, picked a cup of milk tea with milk and nuts, which seemed the most expensive, and drank it with a straw.

Wang Lan returned to the studio and greeted: "Mr. Tan."

Tan Yue nodded and stared at the training room that was enlarged to the full screen sensibly by the staff. Chu He sat cross-legged in the training room and drank the glass of liquid that Tan Yue seemed to be quite sweet. She was very focused on the drink. , People will feel "this thing looks really delicious" when people look at it.

Tan Yue stretched out his finger and pointed to the cup of drink in Chu He's hand.

Wang Lan turned around immediately, and soon a cup of oolong milk cap with crushed nuts was handed to Tan Yue. Tan Yue looked at it for a while and took a sip.

Immediately she pushed the milk tea back to Wang Lan calmly. Wang Lan gave a glass of boiled water with expressionless face. Tan Yue took two sips to dilute the sweet taste in her mouth.

On the screen, Chu Hezi drank the cup carefully, without any nut crumbs. After putting the empty cup back to its original place, he scratched his head, looked at the remaining four cups for a while, and chose again. That cup of hot cocoa.

After drinking two drinks, Chu He deeply felt a bit guilty. He stood up and twisted his neck and waist. The meteor hammer in his hand danced into a breeze, and he threw himself into the boring practice again until half past twelve. Two cups of things were almost consumed, and then he dragged his body back to take a bath.

At ten o'clock in the evening the next day, there was still a paper bag at the entrance of the training room. This time, in addition to the nut oolong milk cap and hot cocoa we had yesterday, there were also three different milk teas and five small cakes.

There was another player named Zhang Lin who didn't leave that day. He saw the bag and his eyes were bright: "My God, the program group is too humane, is this the benefit of training late!"

Seeing the contents of the bag, Chu He smiled and replied: "Yes, and the person who drank it will have to work hard for a few hours to consume it, or else it will be fat on the camera."

Zhang Lin screamed, showing horror.

Panicked to panic, sweets lovers have no reason to deliver desserts to their mouths, not to mention that the two of them have already experienced collapse.

Zhang Lin inhaled a cup of Succulent Grapes and asked, "Duo Duo, what do you like to drink."

Chu He chose a cup and plugged it in a straw: "I...I still prefer milk tea with a milk lid."

On the third day, their milk tea supply time was advanced to 8 o'clock in the evening, and each training room was directly increased to ten cups. After opening the paper bag, the players were shocked by the full range of milk covers.

All the players who drank milk tea were painful and happy to practice overtime. The average training time was more than two hours longer than before. Some players said that they really couldn’t stand it. They fled in a hurry when they saw the milk tea bag. They couldn’t control themselves. The heart of drinking milk tea really doesn't want to practice for a few more hours, not seeing the heart, and hiding on the rooftop where there is no milk tea to keep warm.

The second phase of the program was launched on time, including the second half of the preliminary rating and the daily training room before the first game. In addition to seeing very fresh beauties punching, the audience can also see a group of beauties punching together in the training room. As a martial arts group performance, real swords and guns fist and kick, although the beauty is not as good as dance practice, the attitude of hard practice, the sudden appearance of awesome tricks, the appearance is beautiful, the heart is King Kong Barbie, the sisters and sisters made the audience shout It's so fragrant. Many CPs have also begun to show signs of simmering indiscriminately. CPs around popular students generally come out relatively quickly. Currently Xie Xiaoxiao has the most CP, followed by Qian Duo Hai Tian Fang Xinrui's inseparable big triangle.

At the end of the second issue, Tan Yue finally came out after a long call and showed her face slightly. She watched the players practice from behind the screen, and the director asked her to pick and evaluate several players.

"Well, this will offend people, you, Mr. Zhang, just dig a hole for me." Tan Yue said softly.

[Translation, my old lady is just to change my mind to spend a vacation, Zhang Houlang, what should you do on the show, don't suffer from me. 】

"A few are good." She put one leg on the other, with her back straight and graceful.

Staff: "Xie Xiaoxiao?"

"Yes, she's not bad, she's quite suitable for filming." Tan Yue nodded: "Wang Zixuan... is very explosive, beautiful and serious."

Staff: "This is called a lot of money."

"Oh." Tan Yue looked at the young woman in the camera who was doing a backspin kick and rolling with her waist showing half of her waist, and she curled her lips and commented: "The waist is good."

The next morning, #谭悦评钱多多腰美好# was on the hot search.

Tan Yue's agent, Chen Luo, is a handsome man with a beard in his early forties. He knocked on the door of the chairman's office in a well-dressed manner. Tan Yue was looking at the project documents.

"This hot search, do you need to deal with it?"

Tan Yue raised his eyes: "Do you still need to ask me about this kind of trivial matter?"

Chen Luo: "I'm not sure about your old man's attitude."

Tan Yue put down the pen in his hand, reached out to take the tablet that Chen Luo handed over, clicked on the hot search entry and went in and looked for a while.

Tan Yue’s fans have long since stopped mixing in such forums. All the fans of the drama cannot quarrel or vote, and there is no support at the awards ceremony. Qian Duoduo is even more of an amateur. Click on the entry. Except for a few people who scold Qian Duoduo for Tan Yue's enthusiasm, most people just eat melons happily.

Tan Yue: "Shen Shiwan's daily routine of KPI, don't worry about it."

Chen Luo nodded: "Then I won't bother you."

"Wait a minute." Tan Yue's pen cap clicked on the desk: "Buy it up, and give the kids some heat."

Chen Luo was silent for a while, and said: "Do you know what kind of wrist you are?"

Tan Yue closed the folder: "I know."

"Let's say it, if you help her increase the heat, it may not be a good thing for her."

Tan Yue smiled and half leaned on the desk, and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder with the folder: "I just want to see what kind of person this kid is like."

In other words, who on earth is she.