Lu Xuan looked at the dance teacher. The dance teacher nodded. Lu Xuan carefully picked up Meng Meiqi and went to the dormitory. Yang Chaoyue pursed her lips and muttered softly. "Are you really sprained? Why do you have to have my master hug you? I can hug you too. I'm so strong. I even hugged an old sow when I was young." The dance teacher clapped his hands and continued to practice. Meng Meiqi put her arms around Lu Xuan's neck and stared at him all the way. Class A dormitories are single rooms. Conditions are much better than other classes. "Be careful, I'll put you on the bed."
Lu Xuan gently put Meng Meiqi down. "Ah, it hurts, it hurts..." Meng Meiqi didn't let go, and pulled Lu Xuan onto the bed. "Are you OK?" Lu Xuan was only two fingers away from her. Meng Meiqi held her breath and watched him quietly. "Little sister, aren't you just pretending?" Lu Xuan sensed a trace of complacency in her eyes. "Who said that? Hmph, you bully people." Meng Meiqi bit her red lips lightly: "You twisted my waist, and you still say such things, you are a bad person, I ignore you." "Really? Then I'm leaving." Lu Xuan pushed her away. "Hey... The CEO of Tangtang Media Company bullied me, a weak 19-year-old girl." Meng Meiqi rubbed her eyes and squeezed out two tears. "Why are you crying? Hold back!" Lu Xuan's face was so serious that she stopped crying immediately in fright. "Where is the safflower oil?" Lu Xuan is also not sure if she is real or faking. Meng Meiqi pointed at the suitcase aggrieved.
After opening the suitcase, Lu Xuan crouched by the bed and rummaged through it. Cosmetics, high heels, suspenders, black stockings, lace... "Turn over and get down, I'll rub it for you." Lu Xuan unscrewed the safflower oil. "I can't turn it over, you hug me." Meng Meiqi spread her arms, tears were hanging from her eyes. Lu Xuan put down the safflower oil, picked her up and turned over. Roll up the tube top, pour safflower oil into the palm of your hand, rub it, and gently stick it on Meng Meiqi's waist. "Ah oh~" Meng Meiqi panted coquettishly, with an expression of enjoyment, "President Lu, is my waist thin?" "Your back doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Lu Xuan deliberately pressed hard. "ah!!!" "What are you doing?" "It hurts……" See Meng Meiqi's reaction. Lu Xuan was surprised, really sprained? "Mr. Lu, I also want to go to your Jiaxing, is that okay?" "don't want." "Huh? Why?" "You are dishonest." "Where am I dishonest?" "Too demonic." "Hee hee, I'll take it as your compliment~" Meng Meiqi chuckled: "I'm serious, you are so kind to artists, I'm really touched." "You Yuehua treat you badly?" Lu Xuan knew that Yuehua was a big company with strong strength. "Okay, but not as good as you. It's a pity that my contract will expire in 3 years. If I forcefully terminate the contract, will you want me?"
"You'd better save me some time. You are the key training object and traffic controller of your company. If I want to poach you away, your boss can't come and kill me?" "Ha, so I am so powerful in your mind?" "Okay, you rest, I'm leaving." "Hey wait a minute, I want to pee." "Hiss, there are so many things to do, wait, I'll ask Yang Chaoyue to help you." "Oh, no, no, no, I can't hold back anymore." Meng Meiqi stretched out her hands again. "Impressed." Lu Xuan carried her to the bathroom, put her on the toilet, and turned to leave. "Don't go, I need you to help me, or I will fall." Meng Meiqi held him back. "Hurry up you." Lu Xuan turned to face the wall. "You are so serious, Mr. Lu, do you have a girlfriend?" Meng Meiqi rested her chin on her hands and looked sideways at his back. "What do you tube?" Lu Xuan is about Yang Mi's boyfriend, and only people inside the company know about it. "Should I be your girlfriend?" Meng Meiqi was full of expectations. "It's too late, my brother has his own name." "Who? Yang Chaoyue?" Meng Meiqi's mood instantly fell to the bottom. "No, you think too much, don't talk about this, are you alright?" "alright." Meng Meiqi's tone was lost. Lu Xuan turned around and hugged her, "Crying?" "I want you to manage!" Meng Meiqi turned her face aside.
When Lu Xuan was about to put her on the bed. She put her arms around Lu Xuan's neck and moved closer. Lu Xuan's eyes widened. "Don't ask why, I just don't want to make myself regret." Meng Meiqi covered her head and sobbed. "Silly roe deer!" Lu Xuan pursed his lips, turned and left. ... Time flies. After three performances, the finals officially started. Only 22 of the 101 women's teams remain. Meng Meiqi performed three times, and she won the first place every time. As of now, she is still entering the finals as the number one. And Yang Chaoyue gets up at 5 o'clock every morning. Follow Master Lu Xuan to West Lake to practice dancing and singing skills. Every night after 10 o'clock, everyone turned off the lights and went to sleep, and she practiced in front of the mirror alone in the rehearsal hall. In the end, with its high popularity, it successfully stayed on the list of 22. She has become a model of grassroots counterattack. She became synonymous with hard work. Gained the love of countless fans. At the same time, it was questioned and ridiculed by many netizens. 8pm. The finals begin. The program group invited celebrities to help out. The host was upgraded to Huang Bo. Yang Mi and Reba also came to the scene and sat in the VIP seat with Lu Xuan. "Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect Yang Chaoyue to advance to the finals." Reba gave Lu Xuan a thumbs up: "You are amazing, I am convinced."
"Is this enough? They haven't formed a group yet?" Yang Mi proudly said: "Husband, your vision is really poisonous." "A group? Impossible, the program team must be looking at President Lu's face, and of course Yang Chaoyue's popularity, so she was allowed to stand in the last episode." Reba habitually leaned on Lu Xuan's shoulder, "But it's okay, we've succeeded, I'm proud of Jia Xing, and I'm proud of my husband." "Hey, hey, pay attention to the influence, the live broadcast, you want to be on the headlines tomorrow, right?" Yang Mi hurriedly reminded. PS: Ask for a monthly ticket for flower evaluation tickets