Pampering

Chapter 14:

Xiang Yueming suspected that he had auditory hallucinations.

She avoided the passing staff, half covering her lips and asked: "What did you say?"

Silence over there.

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows, recalling the man's words just now, and said in surprise: "Are you still on the scene?"

"..." Cheng Zhan was silent for a moment, with a calm tone: "Not here."

"Oh."

Xiang Yueming felt boring: "Then what do you mean by this." She muttered, maybe she just finished dancing, and she still couldn't turn her mind.

Cheng Zhan didn't speak up.

Xiang Yueming looked at the nearby lounge, and only a little louder after walking in: "Are you still having dinner?"

"Ok."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows: "Oh, I won't bother you, just hang up."

Before Cheng Zhan could speak, Xiang Yueming hung up the phone.

He looked at the hung-up phone, and a strong wind blew from the alley. Cheng Zhan returned to his senses and looked at the phone in a little surprise, speechless for a while.

Xiang Yueming hung up in a hurry, mainly because another player's performance began. This person is a professional dancer. She has heard the teacher's name, Yu Liyan. A very talented dancer, who also danced from elementary school, is very comfortable with all kinds of dances.

Xiang Yueming looked at the person who appeared on the TV and remembered one thing.

When she was in junior high school, she worked with Yu Liyan once.

It was a national ballet performance at the time. Both of them were from Mingcheng. Although they were studying in different dance studios, the teachers knew each other.

Both of them are talented and belong to the all-rounder, so they are naturally assigned to cooperate with each other.

But time is too long.

When Xiang Yueming saw this name, he thought it was the same name. In her long memory, this person should be the chief of a certain dance troupe, so why did she come to participate in this kind of competition?

Only when she saw this familiar face, Xiang Yueming was sure that this was the dancer's Yu Liyan she knew.

Xiaoxi stared at her intently, and couldn't help but interrupt her voice: "Sister."

"what?"

Xiang Yueming didn't blink: "What's the matter?"

Xiaoxi choked and whispered, "Did Mr. Cheng just ask you why you didn't change your clothes during rehearsal?"

She happened to hear this sentence.

Xiang Yueming nodded: "Yeah."

She felt very inexplicable: "Who knows what his nerves are."

"..." Xiao Xi was speechless, her eyelids twitching, "Sister, you are not curious, why does Cheng always ask like this?"

Xiang Yueming was taken aback.

She turned her head and stared at Xiaoxi.

Xiaoxi nodded seriously, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that Mr. Cheng saw the photo?"

She murmured, "But it shouldn't. When we are recording this show, we are not allowed to bring mobile phones."

In order to put an end to chaotic noises, viewers are not allowed to bring mobile phones and cameras when the show is recorded.

Of course, some people have the ability to hide and bring in. But overall, very few can be brought in.

Furthermore, even if it was brought by the live audience, how did Cheng Zhan see it?

Is it on Weibo? Or something else?

The two looked at each other for a long while, and took the mobile phone from Xiang Yueming to send a message to Cheng Zhan.

Xiang Yueming: [Have you seen the photos I recorded live? 】

Cheng Zhan: [No. 】

Xiang Yueming: [? Then you ask me what the clothes are for? 】

Cheng Zhan: [I watched the video. 】

Xiang Yueming: [...? 】

Ten minutes ago, Cheng Zhan was still having dinner.

Today’s meal is about a large resort project in the suburbs. It is an important direction for the company's development this year.

Among those present, there are those above, and there are also companies that are about to cooperate. Every one of them should not be underestimated.

Cheng Zhan spent a long time dealing with it, and finally he could catch his breath.

The short-term business is doing big, and the following industrial chains are involved. Being a boss seems to be a good one, but it is not easy.

Ding Wanxun stuffed Cheng Zhan with a cell phone while others were talking about things.

Cheng Zhan looked at him indifferently, and Ding Miaogu sent a voice: "There is a live broadcast from the TV station, and Miss Xiang will be here soon."

Cheng Zhan pulled his lower lip and glanced at Ding Shu Mou'an warningly!

He frowned and didn't like to be distracted by these things when talking about work.

Ding Miaoxie was panicked.

Did he not figure out the boss' intentions? But it shouldn't.

He glanced at the darkened phone screen and apologized again and again: "Sorry, pay attention next time."

Cheng Zhan said "um", his expression faint.

The darkened screen of Ding Shu suddenly lit up when the phone was returned to Ding Shu. Cheng Zhan glanced inadvertently and his eyes stopped.

It's a photo taken by the staff over there.

The person inside is Xiang Yueming.

She was standing in the waiting passage, and a bright incandescent lamp fell on her.

She stood there with a fringe veil on her face, she was still eager to talk.

In order to match the dance, sparkling diamonds were placed under the eyes, which looked dazzling. Further up, a small moon was drawn between the forehead, vivid and delicate.

She seemed to have noticed that the staff was patting her, her eyes were bent into crescents, and a smile ran out of her eyes.

Cheng Zhan paused for a moment, shifted his gaze, and landed on her clothes.

Xiang Yueming's figure is very good, with long waist and thin legs, and beautiful skin.

He looked at her exposed half waist, looming, he could see her waistcoat line. Further down, there are the long legs blocked by the skirt, and the scenery inside cannot be seen, but the more it is, the more reverie it makes.

Perceiving Cheng Zhan's gaze, Ding Wan Aosong said, "Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan paused for a while, and made an abrupt decision for the first time: "Talk to them."

Ding Yingmi screams at Lebacha!

Cheng Zhan got up and left the seat, and everyone didn't care.

In a mess, Cheng Zhan walked out of the box and even walked into the courtyard.

The place to eat today is in a courtyard. The environment is particularly good, antique and full of charm. This is the style that Xiang Yueming would like.

When Cheng Zhan poked the video on the phone, he happened to see her on stage.

Because of this, I watched a whole dance.

Cheng Zhan knows that Xiang Yueming likes to dance, and has seen it several times inadvertently, knowing that she shines when she dances.

But those few times, even the dress rehearsal two or three hours ago, did not seem to be able to touch Cheng Zhan so much.

Cheng Zhan always felt that dance was just like that. He can distinguish between being strong and not being strong, but he will not pay too much attention, nor will he be driven by emotions.

It wasn't until that meeting that his attention was completely drawn to him.

Xiang Yueming's dance seemed to be contagious, pulling people into the world of dance created by her, and being drawn by her emotions, joy, anger, sorrow and joy danced with her dance.

...

The phone vibrated in his pocket, pulling back Cheng Zhan's thoughts.

He glanced at a series of question marks sent to Yueming. She has always been like this. When she is anxious to get an answer, she will continue to send messages.

Cheng Zhan curled his lower lip, without telling her: [Staff. 】

Xiang Yueming: [Understood. 】

Cheng Zhan: [Hmm. 】

Xiang Yueming: [...Is it OK with me? 】

Cheng Zhan: [Hmm. 】

Xiang Yueming: [Just one word? No reviews? ? ? ? 】

Approximately sensing the emotions of the beauty opposite, Cheng Zhan didn't reply a word.

Cheng Zhan: [I am thinking about something after reading it. 】

Xiang Yueming: [What? 】

Cheng Zhan: [You take your clothes home later. 】

Inexplicably, Xiang Yueming immediately understood Cheng Zhan's meaning.

She didn't even watch other players' performances, and blushed and cursed: "Rogue."

Xiaoxi: "Huh?"

Xiang Yueming blushed and waved his hand: "It's up to you, leave me alone."

Xiaoxi blinked and chuckled in response, "Okay."

Xiang Yueming did not return news of Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Zhan: [Why don't you speak? 】

Xiang Yueming: [The custom-made clothes are very expensive! Without. 】

Cheng Zhan: [I mean, let you take it home and dance in front of me once, what are you thinking? 】

Xiang Yueming: […………You are shameless. 】

She's not stupid, Baitian, she doesn't understand what Cheng Zhan means.

Want to cover up.

It is absolutely impossible for Xiang Yueming to guess wrong. She doesn't know 100% about Cheng Zhan, but she knows all about his evil taste.

Xiang Yueming ignored Cheng Zhan and began to watch other dancers perform seriously.

Cheng Zhan was probably also busy, and didn't chat with her anymore.

When the recording of all the players ended, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

This show has been recorded for a long time, and most people are also exhausted.

After the recording, the players got to know each other.

Because the results are announced on the spot, only a summary is needed in the end.

When it really ends, it's already twelve.

Xiang Yueming's eyes flushed red, yawned and Xiao Xi walked out.

When I was about to go out, I ran into Yu Shanshan.

Said hello to Yueming politely: "Sister Shanshan."

Yu Shanshan's face became stiff, and she glanced at her: "What you hide is quite deep."

There was no wheat on him, no staff around, and Yu Shanshan did not pretend to be polite with her anymore.

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming smiled slightly: "What is hiding deep?"

Yu Shanshan took a look at her: "So you deliberately hid it from everyone?"

She bluntly said: "The scheming is really deep."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She glanced at Yu Shanshan and said lightly: "No wonder."

Yu Shanshan frowned, instinctively that what she said was not a good thing: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing."

Xiang Yueming smiled slightly: "I just think that Sister Shanshan and Song Fei are good friends. It's not surprising."

Yu Shanshan squinted at her: "Xiang Yueming, don't be too proud."

"Oh." Xiang Yueming bent her lips and looked at her brightly: "Sister Shanshan, I am not proud."

Yu Shanshan looked at the smile on her face, feeling extremely dazzling.

She wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the voice behind her.

"Are the two teachers still going?"

The two turned around, Yu Liyan.

Yu Shanshan knows this person. She has read the information before and knows how good this person dances.

She accepted the disgust on her face and shouted with a smile, "Ms. Yu."

Yu Liyan nodded.

Yu Shanshan cleared her throat and glared at Xiang Yueming: "Is there a chance to ask Teacher Yu about dancing?"

Yu Liyan smiled and said softly, "Of course it's okay."

Yu Shanshan nodded: "Thank you."

Yu Liyan turned to look at Xiang Yueming: "Teacher Xiang."

Xiang Yueming remained silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Just call my name."

Yu Liyan looked at her: "Is the full name a bit rusty?" He was handsome. Although he was not the kind of looks that would make people surprised and handsome, but with good features, he looked very comfortable.

Xiang Yueming glanced at him and said nothing. Yu Liyan smiled and suggested: "Or Xiao Yueer, you are younger than us."

Xiang Yueming was startled and looked at him in surprise: "Tell me to do both Xiang Yue and Yueming."

Yu Li said clearly: "Yueming."

Xiang Yueming nodded in response.

Yu Shanshan pulled her lips as she listened to the conversation between the two, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

Xiang Yueming didn't pay attention and didn't want to pay attention.

Her cell phone shook, it was a message from Yu Yuan.

She glanced around, smiled and said, "My friend is still waiting for me, let's go."

Yu Liyan looked at her deeply: "Okay."

Xiang Yueming took Xiaoxi straight away, Yu Liyan stared at her back for a moment.

Yu Shanshan paid attention to his gaze, and said in surprise: "Mr. Yu, do you know Xiang Yueming before?"

Yu Liyan returned to his senses, smiling: "No."

He said lightly: "I'm leaving now, Teacher Yu walks slowly, see you next time."

"See you next time."

As soon as he got back in the car, Yu Yuan rushed over.

Xiang Yueming was caught off guard: "What are you doing?"

Yu Yuan said twice: "I'm dead, I'm dead!! I'm once again obsessed with your dancing!"

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She couldn't laugh or cry, and pushed people away: "You calm down."

"No way, no way."

Yu Yuan yelled: "I can't calm down. I am very excited at this moment. I want to wait for the show to be broadcast. The people across the country are shocked!"

"..."

Xiang Yueming didn't hold back, he smiled and said, "Isn't that exaggeration?"

Yu Yuan and Xiaoxi turned to look at her, and said in unison: "Yes!"

Xiang Yueming couldn't help but laugh.

Yu Yuan rubbed her neck and said coquettishly: "How can I be so beautiful! I decided to grab the beauty with Mr. Cheng."

As soon as the voice fell, Xiang Yueming's cell phone rang.

The two looked down and the note was "Brother".

Xiang Yueming ridiculed her as she called: "Would you like to repeat what you just said?"

Yu Yuan rolled his eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Zhan asked.

Xiang Yueming said "Ah" and said in a long tone: "It's nothing, I'm talking with Yu Yuan."

She glanced at the time: "Your meal is over?"