My Cats are All Bigshots

Music sounded.

Wen Xin on the stage gently raised her hand, her black vest was half short, and her slender waist was looming.

The trainee with good eyesight exclaimed:

"Vest line, Wen Xin's figure is well managed!"

Under normal circumstances, female idols practice dancing every day, and it is common to have vest lines.

But the actress is soaking in the crew and variety shows all day long. Even if she is controlled by diet, her figure is simply thin, not like Wen Xin, whose muscle lines are just right.

Moreover, the insider only needs to look at it.

Wen Xin's dancing posture is very standard, not the level that can be assaulted in two or three days.

Soon, Wen Xin began to beat.

The trainees couldn't help but discuss with excitement--

"Fuck! Wen Xin is also an expert?!"

"Moreover, she is so charming on stage. She fully meets the standards for debut. It's not an exaggeration to take a c position!"

"I'm dead, is she wink at me? Sister look here!"

"It's over. The level of the instructor is so high. If we don't perform well in a while, wouldn't it be too obvious?"

For a time, the atmosphere in the studio was completely mobilized. The program effect that the director team expected to be achieved by Lian Wenbai was inspired by Wen Xin in advance. Through the camera, the program team recorded the expressions of every trainee and audience, without exception, they were amazing, admired, and even obsessed.

Only when the camera turned to the tutor's seat, Fu Lingxuan's expression was very subtle.

The photographer thought of the hot-tempered Sister Fu, screamed and continued to take the shot elsewhere.

Fu Lingxuan held back the fire.

She originally wanted to see Wen Xin making a ugly face, but who knew that she gave Wen Xin a chance to perform.

And Wen Xin was the first to play, and everyone noticed her first. Even after Fu Lingxuan's performance was excellent, but for the audience, the sense of surprise would not be as full as it was at the beginning.

What's more, Fu Lingxuan knew in her heart that because she had neglected to practice for a long time, she could not guarantee a better performance than Wen Xin.

Thinking of this, she became even more angry.

I just want to leave the scene.

She glanced viciously at Wen Xin on the stage, Xin Dao, Wen Xin pressed her side, she must be very proud now.

**

However, Fu Lingxuan thought too much after all.

Wen Xin on the stage did not have time to pay attention to Fu Lingxuan's mood.

Wen Xin was immersed in the performance, feeling the long-lost stage, too late for excitement, how could he care for the feelings of others?

In the last life, although Wen Xin was an actor who graduated from the film academy, in fact, Wen Xin officially appeared in front of the audience because of a female group talent show.

Wen Xin's dance foundation is not particularly good, and his vocal ability is even more terrible.

In the beginning, except for the face that was so beautiful that no one could look away, Wen Xin was not optimistic about anything.

However, it was precisely in such a congenital deficiencies that Wen Xin slowly let everyone recognize her strength through step by step efforts. On the night of the group, Wen Xin is second only to c

The result of the position, in the women's team that only lasted for half a year, officially debuted.

Although the time is short, for Wen Xin, that draft experience is precious.

She felt the charm of the stage for the first time, and also realized for the first time that every drop of sweat had its value.

After that, Wen Xin rarely appeared on stage again.

But she has never neglected to practice. Under the guidance of a professional teacher, her dance strength has long been different from what it used to be. Therefore, at the moment when he took over this talent show variety show, Wen Xin began to secretly practice the theme song dance behind everyone's back.

Fortunately, this body has no dancing skills either.

But because of the devil training of the martial arts teacher some time ago, her body easily accepted it.

Wen Xin didn't even think that she must perform on stage, after all, she was just a mentor.

But what if?

In case there is a chance to go on, thinking of the feeling in the center of the stage that makes every cell in the body tremble, Wen Xin admits that she can't resist such temptation——

It was as if she couldn't resist the cat's soft belly.

**

Offstage.

The black cat's golden pupils stared at Wen Xin.

At first, there was surprise in the eyes, and then it became amazing. But later, the black cat caught a glimpse of her bare skin and the eyes of everyone in the audience that were almost crazy.

The claws pressed slightly, and the sharp nails left three obvious scratches on the leather seat.

**

The dance is over.

There was thunderous applause under the stage.

Wen Xin saw the surprise in everyone's eyes and blushed involuntarily: "Thank you."

She hasn't been on the stage for a long time, and I don't know how the performance will look like this time. I have to ask the director to send her the video separately.

Lian Wenbai was the first to react and asked, "Sister, are you a treasure girl?"

Wen Xin smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you."

Lian Wenbo said with an exaggerated expression: "Please give us some life for these idols. Your acting skills are so high, the stage level is so good, and you can also race cars. What way do the rest of us take? I'm here. Consider going the comedian route."

The trainees roared with laughter.

Wenbo Lian is undoubtedly one of the best in this studio.

If he turns into comedians, wouldn't the others retire in place?

Of course, Lian Wenbo was joking.

But even Wen Bai's ability to say these words also represents his recognition of Wen Xin's strength. Some trainees and audiences, including the director, feel that Wen Xinlai is just a vase role.

But I never expected that this vase contained all strength.

Immediately, the eyes of all the trainees looking at Wen Xin changed.

From the simple appreciation and liking at the very beginning, it has become respect and worship. It can be said that Wen Xin, as the professional personality of the mentor, stood up on the first day.

No one dared to question her reason for coming to this stage.

...

The shooting of the first day came to an end.

From ten in the morning until ten in the evening, everyone was tired and hungry.

Wen Xin

Naturally too. After coming out of the studio, Li Jingjing hurriedly handed over the pumpkin porridge and Xiaolongbao she had bought. Wen Xin didn't use a spoon, she drank directly into the cup, and stuffed several buns, which relieved her spirit.

"It's too tired..."

Her hungry head was dizzy, and she had never been so tired from shooting night scenes before.

Li Jingjing hurriedly let her sit down, and then gently massaged her sore neck and shoulders:

"Sister Xinxin has worked hard. I have made all the hot water in the hotel ready. We will have a milk bath when we return after eating."

Wen Xin took another bite of the bun and looked at the trainees not far away: "I'm okay, they are more tired."

She is here, and naturally knows how much suffering these children will suffer next.

Li Jingjing sighed, "There is no other way."

Wen Xin nodded gently, did not say more, and ate the meal three times.

After eating, he recovered most of his spirit.

So Wenxin, who was lying in the jacuzzi enjoying the rose milk bubble bath, was itching again, and opened Weibo and gossip forums to take a good look at how everyone commented on her first stage performance.

Unexpectedly, the secrecy work of the program group has been particularly well done, and no gossip has flowed out of the entire network.

Wen Xin was unavoidably disappointed, so after a hurried soak, he got up and returned to the bedroom.

This is a suite, and the next door is where Li Jingjing sleeps. Because the door is not closed, the sound of Li Jingjing calling in the living room suddenly reaches Wen Xin's ears.

Li Jingjing's tone seemed very embarrassing:

"But, this time the stylist Sister Xinxin really likes it." "I know, um, okay... I'll tell Sister Xinxin." "Okay, Sister Li, go to bed first, let's do this. Discuss it tomorrow during the day."

"Huh? Sister Xinxin, did you soak so soon?" The moment Li Jingjing hung up, she saw Wen Xin.

Wen Xin shook the hair that was not completely dry: "It's okay, the skin tends to wrinkle after being soaked for a long time."

Li Jingjing wore Zhang Xiaoyuan's face and walked to Wen Xin: "Sister Xinxin, Sister Li said that the stylist we are working with this time suddenly has other work arrangements and needs to be changed."

"I heard it." Wen Xin laughed out loud.

Li Jingjing felt helplessly: "Oh, it's finally a pity to meet a sister Xinxin likes..."

Wen Xin comforted Li Jingjing, patted her shoulder, and looked at the black cat sleeping on the sofa in the living room from the corner of her eye. Xin said, is there really a job or a fake job?

Anyway, when the show was filming, the vinegar smell of a certain cat was so great that she could smell it clearly.

Don’t you just wear a vest?

As for being so careful?

Wen Xin complained about the black cat in her heart, but on the other end, she couldn't help taking out her phone and sending a message to the WeChat that had been added for a long time but did not speak:

"Are you there?"

Almost immediately, the other side replied with a word: "In".

The speed is so fast that Wen Xin doubts whether this person is holding his mobile phone and swiping WeChat right now.

But, at this point, who else can he chat with?

Wen Xin was still guessing, but the WeChat on the other end sent over again:

"Tired for a day, but

Not sleeping? "

Wen Xin: "I danced on the stage today, and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep [happy] [happy]."

Wen Xin: "Want to see it? Send it to your boss to have a look before you post it on Weibo."

"..."

In the black Bentley at the entrance of the hotel, Qi Zheng's face was darker than the Sichuan Opera.

The appearance of her dancing is so attractive and beautiful. It doesn't matter if the atmosphere is set off for the contestants in the studio, but she has to be publicly developed on the Internet... Qi Zheng doesn't have to think about it. If this video is actually sent out, then I don't know how many people should dream about her.

At that time, the people competing with him will no longer be limited to those cats, but more and more people.

Even though Qi Zheng has sufficient confidence that he will not be defeated by anyone, he is afraid that so many people are good to Wen Xin. What if, in case, Wen Xin likes one of them, what can he do?

Thinking of this, the heart that had always been calm and unreliable immediately became chaotic and undecent. .

As if he came here uncontrollably after work, he was uncontrollable again and called her.

On the phone, Qi Zheng's voice was hoarse: "Come down, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Wen Xin: "..."

Why is Qi Zheng downstairs in her! .

Shouldn't he work hard in the big house of the Qi family?

Moreover, she really just wanted to skin it, but she didn't expect that the skin was too much. Wouldn't Cub Cub come to her to settle the account?