Chapter 52:

The people on the stage were shining, and Cheng Zhan sang an English love song.
His voice is deep and sexy, his words are round, without any accent, which makes people particularly fascinated and comfortable to listen to. Xiang Yueming stared at him in a daze, but didn't want to blink.
Cheng Zhan rarely does this kind of thing, and never plays the piano and sings in public. He hadn't even been to the elementary school when the teacher arranged for him to perform on stage. Zhao Minghui also disliked him for a long time, saying that he had trained him for such a long time and basically never heard how he performed.
The only time was Zhao Minghui’s birthday a few years ago, when Cheng Zhan had just returned to China and played a piece for her on her birthday. At that time, Zhao Minghui treated him nicely for half a year, relying on that song. Although Cheng Zhan felt that showing affection in front of everyone, the performance was a bit clichéd and a bit superficial, but if Xiang Yueming liked it, he was willing to do it. She doesn't care about her face, and she doesn't want to maintain her own high-cold personality. The most important thing is that she is happy.
Except for Xiang Yueming, everyone else held up their mobile phones to record.
They just saw Cheng Zhan's face after eating melon this morning. As for Xiang Yueming, he is already an artist known to many people. How can they not make people excited when the two show their affection.
When he sings, he is charming.
Occasionally, he would cast his gaze on Xiang Yueming, and in the crowd, he could still find her at a glance.
The end of a song, the audience burst into applause.
Xiang Yueming looked up at him, suddenly felt that Cheng Zhan seemed a little more handsome, more handsome than she thought.
The two silently looked at each other, and love ran out of their eyes, which made people unable to ignore.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah, Mr. Cheng is amazing."
"Mr Cheng is very powerful this wave."
"Teacher Xiang isn't on stage yet?"
"Go up to the teacher! Mr. Cheng confessed to you."
...
Xiang Yueming smiled, the corners of his lips raised.
Cheng Zhan took the microphone on one side and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I disturbed everyone."
He spoke mildly, a little less indifferent and alienated, and looked at Xiang Yueming, and said softly, "Everyone is having fun."
After speaking, Cheng Zhan got off the stage.
Xiang Yueming ran towards him, the people eating melons stared at him, and the two of them didn't wait much.
Cheng Zhan took her hand and looked down at her: "Why run so fast."
Xiang Yueming was a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Too many people have seen it, let's go back soon."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
He couldn't laugh or cry, and nodded: "Okay."
He took her to the other side, and after leaving the crowd, Xiang Yueming slowly stopped.
Cheng Zhan looked at her sideways and slowed down following her.
The two walked slowly, Cheng Zhan did not ask her whether she liked the song just now, nor did Xiang Yueming mention it.
Walking to the path where no one was there, Xiang Yueming turned to look at him: "Why don't you ask?"
"what?"
Xiang Yueming was speechless: "Does the song sound good? I like it or not."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows and said confidently, "You like it."
"..."
Xiang Yueming: "How do you know I like it?"
Cheng Zhan smiled and said bluntly: "Your expression
Tell me you like it very much. "
What this said made Xiang Yueming unable to refute.
She really likes it and thinks the song is good.
She pulled at Cheng Zhan's clothes, feeling dissatisfied: "What you said, I can't refute it."
Cheng Zhan chuckled and patted her head: "Is the one I sing better or better?"
Xiang Yueming: "..."
She scowled at his eyes and couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you naive?"
Cheng Zhan didn't speak up and waited for her to answer.
Xiang Yueming couldn't bear his look, and raised his hand to hook his neck: "You bend over, I will tell you."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows and bent down with her.
He suddenly approached, and all the warm breath fell on Xiang Yueming's cheeks, causing her heartbeat to speed up suddenly.
She blinked and looked at the handsome face in front of her, her lips opened, and she didn't know what to say for a long time.
Cheng Zhan's eyes were deep, staring at her expression: "Don't you want to tell me?"
His voice was low and hoarse, mixed with a bit of unspeakable sexiness, making Xiang Yueming's legs soft and unable to resist.
The two breathed close at hand, Xiang Yueming looked up at him, and suddenly said, "Too close."
"Where is it?"
Cheng Zhan asked with a smile: "Not enough."
Xiang Yueming was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly didn't want to twitch.
She leaned forward, raised her head and kissed him on the chin. She kissed twice, but Cheng Zhan didn't respond, only staring at her with heavy eyes.
Xiang Yueming paused, and continued to kiss him boldly.
I don't know when it will start, and their positions suddenly changed.
Next to the street lamp, Xiang Yueming leaned against the lamp post, and was pressed by Cheng Zhan to kiss him there.
He was not at all polite, nor gentle. Drove straight in, hooked her and kissed deeply.
Xiang Yueming was forced to endure it and couldn't breathe normally.
The man's hand was on the back of her head, raising her head slightly, making it easier to kiss.
I didn't know how long after kissing, Xiang Yueming felt that she had difficulty breathing, and even her legs were weakening, and she was in a downward trend.
"Well--"
She struggled, trying to break free, but helpless.
The man seemed to ignore his appearance and didn't care about it at all. Perceiving Xiang Yueming's shrinking downwards, Cheng Zhan picked her up with one hand, buckled her waist and held her in his arms.
When she suddenly opened her eyes, she saw the man Yingjun's eyebrows and the drooping eyelashes, long and curled.
Under the dimly yellow street lamp, the men's eyebrows are drawn more delicately, with a blooming beauty.
Xiang Yueming looked a little fascinated.
Suddenly, there was a pain on the lips.
She frowned and looked at him, Cheng Zhan didn't say anything, and entangled her with the tip of her tongue, not planning to let her go easily.
Inexplicably, the two kissed again.
If it wasn't for being outside, Xiang Yueming thought - Cheng Zhan might have handled her on the spot.
When certain emotions come up, no one can suppress it.
The two kissed and opened their eyes tacitly for a few seconds. Afterwards, Xiang Yueming was taken by Cheng Zhan and ran to the cabin.
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The door opened and closed.
The lights in the room turned on and off, and the flickering lights shone in. The shadows were fascinating and hazy, making people not so real.
The clothes were scattered all over the floor, and there were traces of them from the first floor to the second floor.
A warm yellow light was left on the second floor, and it did not go out in the middle of the night.
In the middle of the night, the bathroom light suddenly turned on.
Xiang Yueming's cheeks were red, and Cheng Zhan was carried into the bathroom weakly.
Her cheeks and even her whole body were red, and there were even traces of men left on her collarbone, which was particularly eye-catching.
Cheng Zhan hugged her for a brief wash, and accidentally got her hair wet.
Xiang Yueming grieved and looked at him, Cheng Zhan immediately understood: "I will wash your hair."
"Do you know."
Of course Cheng Zhan will not, but he can learn.
"you teach me."
Xiang Yueming bent his eyebrows and smiled Yingying and said, "Okay."
Cheng Zhan's movements were really unskilled, and she pulled Xiang Yueming's hair several times, causing her scalp to ache, but after that, the gentle apologetic voice of a man sounded in the bathroom, which made people unable to get angry at all.
Xiang Yueming thought about it, but let it go.
Not to be angry, forgive him for the sake of his care.
After washing her hair, Cheng Zhan took a hairdryer to blow her hair.
Xiang Yueming would be really exhausted, Cheng Zhan didn't know the taste of food, and probably was really hungry, and tossed her several times.
Xiang Yueming felt hot when he thought of those pictures just now.
She raised her hand and pushed Cheng Zhan, and said vaguely: "I'll play, you go and clean up the house."
"Ok?"
Cheng Zhan was not sure, so he raised his eyebrows: "What room?"
Xiang Yueming glared at him and whispered: "The clothes downstairs."
Cheng Zhan chuckled lightly, fiddled with her hair, and responded, "I'll blow it for you and go."
"……Oh."
Xiang Yueming raised her lips silently, suppressing the joy in her voice, "Well then, it's up to you."
Cheng Zhan tidied up for her, and took the person back to the bed responsibly before he resigned and went downstairs.
In fact, it's not messy, just lost two clothes.
After tidying up, Cheng Zhan also took a cup of floating building.
He placed it on the side of Xiang Yueming's bedside table and looked down at the person who was still playing with the mobile phone.
"Not sleepy yet?"
Xiang Yueming blinked: "Sleepy, but there are a lot of messages in the phone, let me see."
The two of them hadn't paid attention to their phones since they went to the Oktoberfest. It has been several hours since the meeting.
Cheng Zhan looked at her expression and asked faintly: "What's the news?"
Xiang Yueming shook the phone in his hand, and said in a low voice, "We...researched again."
This is really not what she wants. It is because there were so many people at the Oktoberfest tonight, and everyone recognized the two of them.
Cheng Zhan came on stage and sang and played and sang Xiang Yueming with this kind of sugar. How could the CP fan not smash?
Someone posted on Weibo just after singing.
After a short time, it was topped by hot search.
Under that Weibo, there are all CP fans who are crazy. Many people entered the pit after opening their romance to Yueming. After eating candy for a day, they found
This contrast is sweeter than imagined, and it's even more unstoppable.
[Ah ah ah ah ah I'm dead, I'm dead! ! Cheng is always a wonderful man! ! ! I played and sang love songs to my girlfriend oh oh oh oh, knocked me to death. 】
[This pair is too sweet too! ! Did you really just open your relationship? 】
[Uuuuuuu Cheng's eyes, I'm dead. 】
[I really love this huge crowd, I can still find your role at a glance! Can't stand it, can't stand it. 】
[Why is Mr. Cheng being an overbearing president, he can be so gentle with his girlfriend. 】
[Just ask, who doesn't want to be Xiang Yueming! ! ! 】
[I can't stand it anymore. Does this pair have a cp super-talk? I want to join the daily check-in. 】
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this pair is enough today! ! Sisters, come on, super talk is here. 】
...
Cheng Zhan looked at the comments and raised his eyebrows: "Very good."
Xiang Yueming looked at him amusedly: "I praise you, of course you feel good."
Cheng Zhan kissed the corner of her lips and said, "Yes."
Xiang Yueming smiled, thinking that what he said also made sense.
In addition to netizens, even friends with them sent inquiries.
Yan Qiuzhi and others expressed shock and surprise to Cheng Zhan's behavior. This person has a good way to coax his girlfriend.
Even Yu Yuan complimented him with Xiang Yueming.
Xiang Yueming was not in a hurry to return news to them. In the middle of the night, he felt that the news revealed something.
She finished reading and put the phone on one side.
Watching her series of behaviors, Cheng Zhan stretched out his hands to take people into his arms.
"Go to sleep."
"Okay." Xiang Yueming closed his eyes, rubbed his head in his arms, and asked softly: "Will you get up early tomorrow?"
"No. Go to sleep."
Xiang Yueming got the affirmative answer and fell asleep immediately.
She was sleepy and tired, and fell into a deep sleep within two minutes. Cheng Zhan stared at her sleeping face for a long time, then kissed her on the cheek and hugged her to sleep.
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The next morning, the two really failed to get up.
Cheng Zhan rarely lay in bed, and when Xiang Yueming woke up, he was still in bed.
Of course, the only difference is reading.
Xiang Yueming paused, leaned against him, and asked in a daze, "You haven't
Up. "
"With you."
Cheng Zhan rubbed her messy sleeping hair, smiled and asked, "Are you going to sleep?"
Xiang Yueming said "um" and yawned: "What time is it."
Cheng Zhan glanced at the time: "It's still early, if you are not hungry, you can go to bed again."
"..."
Xiang Yueming struggled for a few seconds, then shook his head: "Forget it, don't sleep."
Cheng Zhan smiled: "It's eleven o'clock, I can almost have lunch."
Xiang Yueming choked, staring at his eyes: "Then you let me sleep." "On vacation, I wake up naturally, relax."
Xiang Yueming sat up holding the quilt and leaned against him: "What book are you reading?"
Cheng Zhan gave her a look, it was management or something.
Xiang Yueming fell silent
: "Are you going to accompany me to the beach for a few days, and then work overtime for half a month or a month?"
Cheng Zhan: "Not so exaggerated."
Xiang Yueming nodded, and said with a smile: "It's not that we don't have time, we will go later."
Cheng Zhan was silent, looking straight at her for a long while: "Are you sure?"
"Ok."
The matter of going to the beach was temporarily put on hold.
After lunch, the sun was big outside, and Xiang Yueming didn't want to go to play around, so the two went back to the cabin.
"I want to watch a movie."
Cheng Zhan watched a movie with her.
"What do you want to see?"
"Whatever." Xiang Yueming directed while lying on the bed: "Just what looks good."
Cheng Zhan smiled, and after asking her opinion, he found an American blockbuster to be shown.
The two of them are close together, needless to say nothing and do nothing, the atmosphere is good and enviable.
Those emotions were unobstructed.
Xiang Yueming originally watched movies with a learning mentality. But watching, she fell asleep holding the quilt again.
There was no chattering nearby, Cheng Zhan tilted his head to look at her, and smiled silently.
He raised his hand, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner in the room, and then got up and left the room.
Cheng Zhan went to the living room on the first floor to handle the work without any delay.
Ding Shanzhang ㄍ旯ぷぷぷ, specifically said: "Cheng, the news about you and Miss Xiang on the Internet, do you want to deal with it in the future?"
When the two were still in an underground romance before, Cheng Zhan explained that as long as they found secret and follow-up photos, they were all bought at a high price and could not be exposed.
But now, Ding Manyu should not be used anymore.
Cheng Zhan pondered for a moment, then confessed in a low voice, "Ok, no, the rest is still the same."
Ding Rangmi's remorse lives!
Cheng Zhan said "um" and suddenly remembered something.
"Help me ask Boyu and the director."
Ding Yuna wishes Mukuro's poems to Ben Lijun
"It's all right in three days."
"Ok."
Ding Zhengxiang dealt with it, and forgot the time. He, the boss, probably has to leave his job with his girlfriend for three days. As a personal assistant, he is inexplicably bitter.
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Cheng Zhan accompanied Xiang Yueming for three days, took her to wander around, soaked in hot springs for two days, and even took her to watch the sunrise and sunset. After satisfying her little thoughts, she had to go back.
He has a job, and Xiang Yueming also has a job.
Cheng Zhan took her back to Mingyuan directly, and didn't ask if Xiang Yueming was willing.
Originally, Xiang Yueming planned to make a hypocritical protest, but after another thought, he felt unnecessary.
They lived together these few days and everything that should have happened happened. What's more, it is not the first time living together, there is nothing wrong with it.
Thinking, Xiang Yueming sighed quietly. How did she feel that Cheng Zhan abducted herself home easily.
"Sigh for what?"
Cheng Zhan looked at her sideways, the street lights on both sides were bright and warm, arranged in order, very beautiful.
Xiang Yueming shook his head, poked his arm and said, "Why don't you ask me opinions?"
Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows: "What opinion?"
Xiang Yueming faced him
Gaze, vaguely: "Ming
Court. "
"..."
Cheng Zhan paused, smiled and said, "Then I will accompany you to live in a small apartment?"
Xiang Yueming choked, couldn't help but argue for his small apartment: "My... is not too small anymore."
Two bedrooms and one living room are sixty to seventy square meters. How small is it?
Xiang Yueming glared at him and whispered: "Not everyone is as rich as Mr. Cheng. Don't look down on my small apartment."
Cheng Zhan laughed blankly: "No."
Xiang Yueming snorted and didn't care about him: "You want to live yet."
Cheng Zhan looked at her and thought about it: "Then let's go to the small apartment."
Looking at the posture he was about to talk to the driver, Xiang Yueming quickly stopped him: "Don't, forget it."
She had to admit that her small apartment couldn't accommodate this big Buddha: "It's too crowded to live, let's go to Mingyuan."
"determine?"
"Yeah." Xiang Yueming hummed: "Aunt Xu in Mingyuan."
Hearing this, Cheng Zhan joked: "It's not because of me that you are willing to come back to Mingyuan with me, but because of Aunt Xu?"
Xiang Yueming rolled her eyebrows, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Just know it, don't say it."
She patted Cheng Zhan on the shoulder, and said with full eyebrows: "Don't be sad, Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
He squeezed her cheek, nothing could do to her.
The two arrived home very late, and Xiang Yueming was so tired that he could fall asleep with his eyes closed.
After a simple wash, she curled up in Cheng Zhan's arms and fell asleep.
The next day, when Xiang Yueming woke up, Cheng Zhan had already gone to the company.
She looked at the familiar furnishings in front of her, stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, then lay back.
Last night, she was still a little bit cautious and didn't tell Cheng Zhan that she was willing to come back with him, also because it made her sleep well.
Xiang Yueming wants to admit that with Cheng Zhan for more than a year, he has long been familiar with everything about this person.
Even when we are apart, I often miss it.
I miss him when he is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, indifferent but still gentle to her. All of them made Xiang Yueming unable to refuse.
After returning, Cheng Zhan went out early and returned late for three consecutive days.
Xiang Yueming is also busy. Apart from having breakfast at home, the rest of the time is either at the scene of commercial performances or at the commercial shooting scene. Or, on the road.
With the blessing of her relationship with Cheng Zhan, more and more people see her because of the dazzling life of the dance.
She has become more and more popular, and occasionally participates in commercial performances, and the number of fans who come is dozens of times, or even hundreds of times.
The products she endorsed broke many previous sales records.
There is even a saying on the Internet that in addition to the film and television era has not yet arrived, Xiang Yueming has already occupied a lot of the advertising era.
Even with a lot of variety shows and movies, they also throw olive branches at her.
Just finished an activity, Xiang Yueming got into the nanny car.
Sister Xia pulled her clothes and covered them: "Tired?"
Xiang Yueming yawned, nodded and said, "Tired, I got up at five in the morning."
Sister Xia laughed: "Let's bear it, being famous means busy."
Xiang Yueming said "um", did not protest or say anything
What.
Being famous has pros and cons.
What's more, this is her own choice. Who doesn't want to work hard while still young? She also wanted to, even she wanted to see where her limits were.
Sister Xia looked at her for a long while and knew she had listened.
She took out two materials from her bag and handed it to her: "These are two variety shows. See if you are interested."
Xiang Yueming's eyelids jumped, and she looked at Sister Xia and said, "I'm not suitable for variety shows."
Sister Xia: "Why is it not suitable?"
"My character, don't you worry that something will happen to me too directly?"
Sister Xia was speechless for a while, shook her head and said, "Don't worry."
She smiled and said, "No matter how much
And Mr. Cheng, what are you afraid of? "
"..."
Xiang Yueming glanced at her and said lightly: "Sister Xia, I work in the studio. Although I rely on Cheng Zhan to get up, I don't want to rely on him for everything."
Even with Cheng Zhan's backstage, Xiang Yueming didn't dare to go blind, and he would do well what he should do.
Sister Xia paused and whispered: "Sorry, I didn't mean that."
She ordered two variety shows: "I mean, the movie you filmed on the tour guide will not be broadcast so fast. The actors have a transition period, and it is impossible to run commercials all the time. There are always other works to fill Fully transition this space."
For artists, variety shows are the best choice.
There is exposure and it also makes netizens feel fresh. How can it not make people happy to see their favorite artists every week.
Xiang Yueming was silent for a while, and it made sense to understand what Sister Xia said.
She took a look and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any good suggestions?"
"One is recorded and the other is live."
Sister Xia said bluntly: "The recording and broadcasting will be better, and you can cut out what is not suitable, but the live broadcast will be more real and not bad."
"One is the stimulus type, and the other is relatively ordinary. It depends on your choice."
Xiang Yueming nodded and looked at it seriously.
Sister Xia gave two variety shows, one is similar to the horror house challenge, like a haunted house, and the other. Xiang Yueming didn't have the courage and was not interested in this.
The other is the type of rural life.
A group of people went to a strange place, went to farm, and experienced a life completely different from that of an artist.
Xiang Yueming was quite interested. She looked at Sister Xia and was slightly surprised: "Is this a live broadcast?"
Sister Xia shook her head: "Recording."
Xiang Yueming's eyes lit up: "Then choose this one."
Sister Xia: "Don't think about the excitement?"
"No." Xiang Yueming didn't even think about it: "I'm afraid of ghosts."
Sister Xia was speechless for a while, pinched her eyebrows and said, "But it's exciting...you are invited to participate."
Xiang Yueming chuckled and joked: "It's okay to go to the first issue, but it can't be long-term. My fairy image can be lost."
Sister Xia choked, and said bluntly: "You will live in the pastoral life, too." She ticked a tick on the pastoral side and said lightly: "The fairies don't have to work in the ground."
Xiang Yueming smiled: "What's the matter, fairies can also experience life."
This is how the variety show was settled.
It's just that Xiang Yueming didn't expect that she didn't hesitate to choose the variety show of Pastoral Life, the exciting variety show of Horror House, and invited her.
The first phase is also OK.
They wanted to see how the fairy was scared to cry.
What.
Being famous has pros and cons.
What's more, this is her own choice. Who doesn't want to work hard while still young? She also wanted to, even she wanted to see where her limits were.
Sister Xia looked at her for a long while and knew she had listened.
She took out two materials from her bag and handed it to her: "These are two variety shows. See if you are interested."
Xiang Yueming's eyelids jumped, and she looked at Sister Xia and said, "I'm not suitable for variety shows."
Sister Xia: "Why is it not suitable?"
"My character, don't you worry that something will happen to me too directly?"
Sister Xia was speechless for a while, shook her head and said, "Don't worry."
She smiled and said, "No matter how bad, there is still President Cheng, what are you afraid of?"
"..."
Xiang Yueming glanced at her and said lightly: "Sister Xia, I work in the studio. Although I rely on Cheng Zhan to get up, I don't want to rely on him for everything."
Even with Cheng Zhan's backstage, Xiang Yueming didn't dare to blindly come here, he must do well.
Sister Xia paused and whispered: "Sorry, I didn't mean that."
She ordered two variety shows: "I mean, the movie you filmed on the tour guide will not be broadcast so fast. The actors have a transition period, and it is impossible to run commercials all the time. There are always other works to fill
Full transition of this space. "
For artists, variety shows are the best choice.
There is exposure, and it also makes netizens feel fresh. How can it not make people happy to see their favorite artists every week.
Xiang Yueming was silent for a while, and it made sense to understand what Sister Xia said.
She took a look and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any good suggestions?"
"One is recorded and the other is live."
Sister Xia said bluntly: "The recording and broadcasting will be better, and you can cut out what is not suitable, but the live broadcast will be more real and not bad."
"One is the stimulus type, and the other is relatively ordinary. It depends on your choice."
Xiang Yueming nodded and looked at it seriously.
Sister Xia gave two variety shows, one is similar to the horror house challenge, like the haunted house, and the other. Xiang Yueming didn't have the courage and was not interested in this.
The other is the type of rural life.
A group of people went to a strange place, went to farm, and experienced a life completely different from that of an artist.
Xiang Yueming was quite interested. She looked at Sister Xia and was slightly surprised: "Is this a live broadcast?"
Sister Xia shook her head: "Recording."
Xiang Yueming's eyes lit up: "Then choose this one."
Sister Xia: "Don't think about the excitement?"
"No." Xiang Yueming didn't even think about it: "I'm afraid of ghosts."
Sister Xia was speechless for a while, squeezing her eyebrows and saying, "But it's exciting...you are invited to participate."
Xiang Yueming chuckled and joked: "It's okay to go to the first issue, but not for a long time. My fairy image can be lost."
Sister Xia choked, and said bluntly: "You will live in the pastoral life, too." She ticked a tick on the pastoral side and said lightly: "The fairies don't have to work in the ground."
Xiang Yueming smiled: "What's the matter, fairies can also experience life."
This is how the variety show was settled.
It's just that Xiang Yueming didn't expect that she didn't hesitate to choose the pastoral life variety show, the exciting variety show of Horror House, and she still invited her.
The first phase is also OK.
They just wanted to see how the fairy was scared to cry.