Chapter 11:

Xiang Yueming didn't know how Cheng Zhan uttered such rascal words in the public.
She looked at him speechlessly, and rolled her eyes slightly: "Could you not be so... shameless."
Cheng Zhan lifted his eyelids and looked at her extremely pale: "Am I wrong?"
"..." Xiang Yueming didn't want to talk to such a cheeky person anymore, "I can't do it."
She angrily said: "I'll do it myself, I don't need you to do it!"
When Cheng Zhan looked at her hair exploded, there was a little smile in her pupils.
He unconsciously pulled the corner of his lips upwards to see her wearing gloves, then raised his hand and pulled it over.
Xiang Yueming was taken aback and looked at him in surprise: "Cheng, what are you doing."
Cheng Zhan looked at her eyes and said nothing.
Xiang Yueming hummed softly and looked at him for a long while, without sarcasm.
She never talks when she is dominant. Since Cheng Zhan is willing to help, then she will not take advantage of words.
Enjoy it.
Cheng Zhan is not good at peeling shrimps, and has never served anyone. The previous time, Xiang Yue Minglai was acting like a baby in his arms, and his elder brother yelled. He couldn't bear it, and peeled her shrimps all night.
But that night, he demanded the cost and interest of peeling shrimp from Xiang Yueming.
Xiang Yueming stared at his beautiful fingers for a while, and muttered in a low voice: "Cheng Zhan, if you go bankrupt someday—"
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes to look at her.
Xiang Yueming was not afraid of him, and went on: "You can be a hand model."
"..."
Cheng Zhan stuffed the peeled shrimp into her mouth, and asked in a calm tone, "What about then."
Xiang Yueming 囫囵 swallowed what was in his mouth, "Ah", "And then?"
"When you touch someone to peel shrimp?"
"..." Xiang Yueming was stunned, thinking seriously: "There are many hands-on jobs."
"is it."
Cheng Zhan said lightly: "Not interested."
"Then what are you interested in"
Cheng Zhan glanced at her and whispered: "That's how you think I am bankrupt?"
"?"
"Then I didn't." Xiang Yueming didn't carry the pot, she said while enjoying the food, "I'll just chat with you casually."
"Ok."
Cheng Zhan slowly peeled off the shrimp on the table and put it in her bowl. He wiped his hands with a wet tissue on one side and said, "You."
"what?"
Xiang Yueming was immersed in the food, but didn't understand what he meant: "What me?"
Cheng Zhan: "..."
He glanced at the person who was struggling and knocked her head: "It's nothing, went to the company today?"
"Well, I am going to take the endorsement of Xinchun."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you pick up LR."
Hearing that, Xiang Yueming looked at him amused: "When you gave me resources, did you think it was inappropriate?"
With a smile on her face, she said unhurriedly: "If I pick up LR, believe it or not that netizens can immediately pick out who the gold master is behind me."
Cheng Zhan didn't say anything, looking straight at her: "Golden Master?"
"Isn't it?"
Xiang Yueming looked at him with gleaming eyes: "Otherwise what?"
"What do you think is what it is." Cheng Zhan didn't pay attention to the change in her expression, nor did he struggle with her on this issue: "Does Xinchun have additional conditions?"
Xiang Yueming lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes to look at her.
Xiang Yueming stared at the food in front of him, and said, "I will be busy starting tomorrow when I participate in a dance variety show."
Cheng Zhan is clear: "If you have any questions, look to Ding Quan."
"know."
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After eating, the two of them did not like the other young lovers, holding hands to go to the night market to blow the evening breeze.
"Come back home?"
"Yeah." Xiang Yueming glanced at the time: "I have to go back and run for half an hour."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
After arriving home, Xiang Yueming went back to the room to change clothes and ran to the gym.
Mingyuan has a special gym. As long as Cheng Zhan is not too busy to sleep, he will basically keep fit five days a week. Fitness equipment must be available inside.
Cheng Zhan didn't stop either, he still had some work to do and didn't accompany her.
When he finished his work and took a shower, Xiang Yueming had not returned to the room.
Cheng Zhan turned his head and glanced at the time.
It's getting late.
He walked to the gym, and when he entered, there was deafening music on, and Xiang Yueming was sweating profusely on the yoga mat.
Her hair is semi-wet, the clothes on her body are basically soaked, and her cheeks are flushed, which looks like a white after exercise.
Cheng Zhan approached her and looked at her, and asked in a low voice, "Asleep?"
"..." Xiang Yueming opened his eyes to look at him, "What?"
Cheng Zhan: "Not sleepy?"
"Sleepy." Xiang Yueming said tiredly: "But I'm tired."
She looked at Cheng Zhan with scorching eyes and raised her hand: "You pull me."
Cheng Zhan gave her a hand.
The next moment, Xiang Yueming fell into his arms. She was sweaty, rubbing against his clean pajamas.
Cheng Zhan frowned.
Xiang Yueming seemed to be deliberate, raised his hand to hook his neck, and said coquettishly: "Brother is a good man, take me to the bathroom."
Cheng Zhan didn't move.
Xiang Yueming blinked at him: "Okay."
It's asking for help, but not the tone of asking for help.
Cheng Zhan stared at her for a long while, then fished him up.
Xiang Yueming looked like a successful child, with the angles of her lips increasing. She rubbed his neck tightly, and said pretentiously, "Thank you, brother."
Cheng Zhan "threw her" into the bathtub and gave her hot water.
Xiang Yueming was comfortable enjoying his service, "Help me take off my pajamas again." She said, raising her hand to take off her clothes.
When he saw the man who didn't move on one side, Xiang Yueming quickly added: "I won't come tonight."
Cheng Zhan squinted her eyes for a while, then turned and left the bathroom.
He didn't get clothes for Xiang Yueming.
Xiang Yueming didn't care very much either. After washing her hair and taking a shower, she pulled it over the bathtub in the bathroom.
Cheng Zhan probably went to take another shower, and the pajamas soiled by her were changed.
Xiang Yueming glanced, low-key and quietly dried her hair and went to bed.
After lying on the bed, the person next to him did not move.
Xiang Yueming thought for a while, and took the initiative to lean in his arms. It was obvious to please.
Cheng Zhan looked at her, still silent.
Xiang Yueming lay on his chest and rolled his eyes: "No, why are you so stingy."
She poked Cheng Zhan's chest: "Is it because you got your clothes dirty? How many times have you ripped my clothes before I didn't care about you."
"..."
Cheng Zhan raised his hand and took the person into his arms: "Can this be compared together?"
Xiang Yueming didn't even think about it, and said confidently, "Why can't it."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
For a time, he really couldn't speak to Xiang Yueming.
He raised his hand and patted her head: "Quiet, sleep."
"Oh." Xiang Yueming licked her lower lip, smelling the familiar smell on his body, and said softly, "Good night."
Cheng Zhan didn't speak up, but the hands holding her were gradually tightening.
Sleep well all night.
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Xiang Yueming said that she would start to be busy, so she really got busy.
After dinner and cooperation with Xinchunfang, the endorsement was settled.
Xinchun has high requirements for commercial shooting, and it took Xiang Yueming for several days to finish shooting the commercial.
After shooting the commercial, Xiang Yueming began to run between school and dance studio every day.
Performing classes in the morning are spent in the dance studio in the afternoon and evening.
She likes this kind of fulfilling day very much. Xiang Yueming dances from elementary school and has a good foundation.
She had suffered injuries to her feet and waist. Her waist was a bit better, and her legs were judged by the doctor that she could no longer dance.
But she didn't want to give up, she kept practicing intermittently. Gradually, I got used to it.
"Sister, do you want to take a break?"
Xiaoxi looked at people who hadn't rested all afternoon, a little distressed.
"Five more minutes."
"……it is good."
Five minutes later, Xiang Yueming took the cup from Xiaoxi: "Thank you."
Xiaoxi looked at her: "Sister made an official announcement tonight."
Xiang Yueming nodded: "Yeah."
Xiaoxi turned her head to look at her, and pulled a towel on one side to her: "wipe it."
Xiang Yueming wiped the sweat off his face and turned his head to look at her: "I'm a little nervous."
Xiaoxi said "Ah": "Why?"
Xiang Yueming tilted his head and thought: "I don't know, it's just nervousness."
It may be that I haven't participated in the dance competition for too long, or it may be due to other reasons. Xiang Yueming was a little nervous.
After the official announcement, even if Xiang Yueming had a background like Cheng Zhan, it was impossible to go back.
She took a deep breath and turned to look out the window.
The dance studio is in the company's high-rise building, a large classroom.
Surrounded by large floor-to-ceiling windows, most of the architectural scenery of the city can be captured by a bow.
Xiang Yueming watched it on his stomach for a while, only to feel relaxed a lot.
"carry on."
Xiaoxi said "Ah" and looked at her in surprise: "Don't you take a break?"
Xiang Yueming smiled: "It will be recorded on the third day after the official announcement. There is no time to relax."
Xiaoxi sighed: "Too tired."
Xiang Yueming smiled and continued to practice.
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At seven o'clock, Xiang Yueming packed up his things and planned to leave.
Sister Xia came to her and gave her a copy of information.
"what is this?"
Sister Xia lifted her chin: "The list for participating in the dance competition has been finalized. This is the profile of the contestants I found for you."
Before Xiang Yueming watched the news on the Internet, there were several acquaintances who participated in the show.
She nodded: "Well, I'll go back and have a look."
Sister Xia knew her, and looked at her: "I will give you a vaccination in advance."
"what?"
"Yu Shanshan also participated in the competition."
Looking at Yueming's blank expression, Sister Xia said helplessly: "She and Song Fei have been friends for many years."
Xiang Yueming: "Oh."
She has a faint expression: "I see."
Sister Xia said "um", patted her shoulder and said, "Pay attention, go back, and remember to transfer to the official blog at night."
Xiang Yueming nodded.
When I got home, it was exactly eight o'clock.
Before Xiang Yueming could enter the house, the phone began to vibrate.
It was a message sent to her by the staff of the dance show and told her that the official announcement was made.
The name of the show is very simple and rude, it is called "Dancing Life", which is vulgar.
There have been rounds of revelations on the Internet before, saying who and who will participate in this variety show.
When the official announcement came, many people were shocked.
In the previous revelations, Xiang Yueming's name has never appeared.
Not many people even know that Xiang Yueming can dance. Since she injured her leg and was admitted to film school to learn acting, she never mentioned in public that she was good at dancing.
The media asked, Xiang Yueming generally said that he had studied for a while. She is not popular, and the media will not go deep.
Everyone naturally thinks that she, like most people, regards dance as a bonus point rather than her main business.
So when the news of the official blog came out, in addition to fans who were happy for their own artists, it was the netizens' curiosity about Xiang Yueming's participation in the show.
[Wait, why does Xiang Yueming want to participate in this variety show? 】
[After a glance, the other contestants either graduated from dance academy or participated in dance competitions. How did Xiang Yueming get in? 】
【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah can see pljj dancing in the rest of my life! 】
[...Doesn't anyone think she is familiar? This sister is the one who won the championship in the international dance competition, she should be only 16 years old at that time? 】
【? ? ? 】
In addition to netizens, many friends in the circle have also sent messages to Xiang Yueming.
Probably also wondering why she wants to participate in dance variety shows.
Xiang Yueming glanced at him and didn't know how to reply to everyone, so he didn't reply.
She opened the door and entered the house while looking at the phone, but didn't notice anyone in the living room.
Xiang Yueming changed her shoes and dragged her tired body onto the sofa.
After walking a few steps, Xiang Yueming saw the man on one side.
The two looked at each other.
Xiang Yueming blinked: "When did you go home?"
Cheng Zhan stared at her for a while, and said lightly: "Half an hour ago."
"Oh."
Xiang Yueming slumped on the sofa and threw the phone aside: "I'm tired."
While talking, she put her foot on Cheng Zhan's thigh.
Cheng Zhan: "..."
He lowered his eyes, knowing what she meant.
He reluctantly squeezed her calf to relax, his tone calm: "Don't participate if you are tired."
"That won't work."
Xiang Yueming didn't want to say: "The penalty is too high, I can't afford it."
Cheng Zhan squeezed her calf hard: "I heard that you will perform this dance as a duo."
"?"
Hearing this, Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow and looked at him with peach blossom eyes: "Why, President Cheng is jealous."
Cheng Zhan pushed her legs away: "I eat soy sauce."
Xiang Yueming didn't even think about it: "Then you won't die in salt?"
"..."