Loving You Dearly

The lights dimmed and the girl walked onto the stage.

In the dark corner of the front row, Lu Zhi raised his eyes. The sky was very weak, and his cold face was a bit tired, and his eyes were frozen when he saw her.

She is the person he wants to make thousands of times.

Under the black navel, the waist is slender, and the hand can be held, and the white is weak.

The moment the light shone on her body, the sequins on the bottom hem reflected the multicolored dark glow, flashing.

He heard her sweet voice: "My name is Ning Zhen."

Lu Zhi bends his lips.

The music plays.

It was JAZZ who was extremely happy, and her temperament changed almost instantly.

The dance steps are cheerful and enthusiastic, and the slender legs are looming.

He seemed to see Ning Zhen the night before.

She is so self-confident that she will change from a little princess to a queen once on the stage.

The body is tender and soft and charming.

At the moment when the music was high, her movements suddenly became sexy, the hem of the skirt whirled, straight and slender legs were exposed, and most of her white and tender thighs were exposed.

Excessively beautifully, excessively attractive.

When Lu Zhi heard several whistles behind him, his eyebrows were gradually cold.

Her skirt...maybe it's not a skirt.

His eyes were colder, his fingers crossed, waiting for her to finish dancing.

The people next to her couldn't see it, but Ning Zhen on the stage was restrained in her movements and didn't dare to move too much. She almost endured it and finished the dance.

When the music ended, fierce applause erupted from the audience.

She breathed a sigh of relief and finished the jump somehow.

Ning Zhen bowed to the panel of judges and walked off the stage from the other side.

Lu Zhi got up and walked backstage.

He paused and went upstairs to the office.

The temporary person in charge of the game is called Wu Sheng, a young man in his twenties. He crossed his legs and looked at the front desk monitor with interest.

When Lu Zhi walked in, Wu Sheng was amazed: "My eyes have no flowers, Master Lu?"

He met Lu Zhi once at the Jin family's birthday party.

The teenage boy has a cold and indifferent temperament. The people at the banquet are talking and laughing. The boy has a cigarette between his fingertips and his eyes are faintly ironic.

Okay, the only heir of the Lu family, it's nothing to drag him.

The point is that Xiaoye Lu is messy.

On the other side of the house, he even cried the young granddaughter of the Jin family.

He looks good, a young girl thinks about spring, and when he goes to talk to him, Lu Zhi opens his mouth and sneers: "Is the lack of men and lack of crazy?"

Wu Sheng was beside him at the time, dumbfounded.

After one or two years, I heard that the little overlord was taken to City A today, but I didn't expect to see him here now.

Wu Shengwei was really surprised.

Then I heard Master Lu speak: "I'll take a look at the monitoring."

It's rare that this one is so unkind...

Yes, he can't afford to provoke others, just watch it.

Lu Zhi looked at the monitoring in the waiting room once, curled his lips, smiled and said, "Hey, this kind of person can't make the finals, right?"

Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Zhao Mengying on the monitor, not knowing what Lu Zhi meant: "The judges score..."

"Well, then score it well." Lu Zhi interrupted him with a smile, "Just be fair."

"..." Wu Sheng clearly heard the threat in his words.

Lu Zhi then looked down. After reading the section where Jiang Zhe cut the gauze curtain, he smiled coldly: "You can tolerate public property damage. It's so magnanimous. Or I will smash this place. I applaud?"

Wu Sheng's eyes were subtle, and he didn't know what kind of madness this little bully made.

He coughed slightly: "Well, we will let this classmate compensate."

"No, I will pay."

"what?"

Lu Zhi said slowly: "I said, I will pay."

Wu Sheng felt that this little bully had been driven out of the house because of a mental illness...

He wanted to return, but to Shang Lu Zhi's dark and cold eyes, he felt that he had better not speak out.

The results of the semi-finals will be announced at 8pm.

Ning Zhen had already put on her own clothes. All the contestants left the waiting room and concentrated on the stage to wait for the result. She saw Zhao Mengying at a glance.

Zhao Mengying looked so bright and in a good mood. While talking to another girl, their voices were not small, and she could faintly hear the words "score, advancement".

Ning Zhen hated such a person, and didn't want to look at it after a glance.

In all fairness, Ning Zhen felt that he did not play well in the semifinals.

I temporarily changed a lot of dance moves, although the connection is still smooth, but the tension has doubled.

She looked around and saw Jiang Zhe on the far right.

She should thank him. After thinking about it, Ning Zhen planned to thank him after the results were announced, and by the way, he would lose the money for Shalian.

Should she still be able to afford it?

Ning Zhen sighed in distress, his heart trembled.

Since there are only ten people in the promotion, most of the people present are very nervous.

Zhao Mengying is relatively relaxed and comfortable.

Ning Zhen herself was not sure whether she would be able to advance, but before she came, she hadn't thought about having to win a prize. She had won everything she should fight for, so she could be worthy of herself.

It was the hostess who hosted today announced the results of the competition. After the scene was finished, she began to read the list: "The following ten players who have advanced to the finals, Du Xian, Wan Fanzhi... Ning Zhen... Jiang Zhe."

The list was announced according to the order of the competition. Ning Zhen was taken aback, a touch of joy came to her heart, and she could participate in the finals.

She already knew that the boy who helped her was named Jiang Zhe, and he was also promoted.

Zhao Mengying suddenly stood up from her seat, her face was pale, and her voice was a little out of control: "Impossible, did you read the list wrong?"

She was so rude, and the staff hurried over and frowned: "Little classmates, the judges' scores are relatively fair, not to mention the average score after removing the highest and lowest scores. If you have any objections, you can go to the backstage to complain later."

"But my aunt clearly said that my total score is eighth. Why is there no my name? You must be mistaken. I want to see the score!"

When Zhao Mengying made such a fuss, everyone began to whisper.

Oh~Related households, it turns out that there is also an operation to watch the score in advance.

The fairness of the competition was questioned, and the staff was not polite: "Little classmate, I don't know who your aunt is?"

Zhao Mengying also recovered, she naturally wouldn't say any more, just insisted again and again: "I want to see the score."

Inside the office, Lu Zhi smiled at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the screen: "Show her, let her keep her eyes wide open."

The corner of Wu Sheng's mouth twitched, he felt so vicissitudes of life, and didn't quite understand these young routines.

Zhao Mengying’s aunt is one of the supervisors and has a good relationship with two of the judges, so Zhao Mengying’s score is somewhat moist. It's really hard to say whether it can be promoted.

Lu Zhi is also ruthless, he said, there is something called clearing...

I don't know if Zhao Mengying will faint after seeing her zero points.

In short, I missed the final.

Wu Sheng gave a tut and looked at Lu Zhi. He lazily leaned on the sofa, his eyes were on the big screen, quite focused.

Wu Sheng followed his gaze and saw a group of lush young girls on the screen. He didn't know who he was looking at.

What Wu Sheng needs to worry about now is that the judges have removed two of them because of Zhao Mengying. Where can he find two professional judges to make up?

Fortunately, this little bully didn't propose to be a judge, inexplicably blending in the dance competition, and he didn't know who he was for.

After Zhao Mengying and the staff left, there was a lot of commotion at the scene, and some people protested that the ratings were unfair.

Everyone has never doubted the fairness of the game. After all, this is a national game, but Zhao Mengying knew the score before the results were made public. Bad guesses were like a snowball, and people were panicked.

Some people even think that the scores of the ten people who are promoted are also adulterated.

Wu Sheng looked at the monitor and sighed. Now he was also blocked. This year's person in charge was him, and he still had to take the responsibility in the event of an accident.

Now even he felt that Zhao Mengying's clearing was good.

This is a promoted player, the score is not half adulterated, all based on his own real ability.

But it can't match the malicious guesses of the people.

Wu Sheng rolled his eyes and looked at the leisurely Lu Zhi.

Since there are people he cares about, then he must be willing to be nosy. Wu Sheng is still very humbly at such a young age. He asked Lu Zhi: "Master Lu, do you have a solution?"

The boy turned his head and glanced at him with a smile.

Wu Sheng shrugged: "There is no way, we can't let people say that we are unfair, otherwise we will have to play again."

Lu Zhi eyebrows coldly.

"Is there a broadcast on the stage?"

Wu Sheng nodded.

"The radio is on, give me the microphone."

Wu Sheng frowned, looking at his appearance and a little worried: "Don't mess around." Wu Sheng was really afraid that the little overlord would say "Death to anyone who doesn't accept it."

But when Wu Sheng was in City B, he also heard Lu Zhi's ideas and decided to trust him once.

Hand over the microphone.

Lu Zhi frowned, moved closer to the microphone, and lowered his voice.

In the noisy hall, a muffled and pleasant voice suddenly came, and the crowd was quiet for a moment.

Ning Zhen's eyelashes trembled, and she always felt that the voice was a bit familiar, so she raised her head.

The voice was very calm, and even a little inattentive: "If you don't believe in scores, out of ten people, pick a pk, and the judges will score it in public. If pk wins, you will be promoted with a bonus. Lost... "

He paused and smiled low. Everyone's hearts are hanging by this sentence, what happens if they lose?

"If you lose, you will go back to your hometown and pay a sum of'trouble money' for delaying the judges' time. If anyone wants to try, just raise a hand."

Wu Sheng was startled and sweated by the phrase "go back to his hometown"... What the hell, Master Lu, dare to say anything, do their organizers want to be imagery?

Amazingly, as soon as the words came out, no one raised their hands, and all fell silent.

Although it’s noisy, but everyone knows that these ten people did dance very well, just in case it doesn’t win...

The voice of the man on the radio was smiling: "Huh? No one, no one is behaved. Stop talking nonsense."

Ning Zhen's heart and liver began to tremble again, in this tone... familiar enough, wouldn't it be what she thought it would be?