Chapter 81 Why aren’t you dead yet?
There was a smile on Wen Si's lips, noncommittal.
Unexpectedly, while Lin Yimeng was talking, he actually urged her to wake up: "I remember that you are now a grown-up this year, right? Don't just focus on your work, you should also focus on your life-long events. I think Those two who are chasing you on the show are pretty good."
"Don't be like me. When you were young, you focused on your career and regretted it when you were old. I didn't meet my husband decades earlier, and I missed many years of sweet and loving time..."
For a moment, Wen Si felt that he might have come to the wrong variety show.
What about the promised boy group talent show? How come she was being unilaterally and crazily urged to get married again?
Even if the person nagging in her ear is her childhood idol, she still can't bear it!
I just feel that the horror of marriage has materialized in front of her.
When Lin Yimeng was young, she was such a positive, courageous, courageous, independent and self-reliant girl!
How could you completely deny your own value, give up your dreams, lose your self-esteem, and become a appendage of men just because you got married?
Looking at the woman in front of him whose appearance has not changed but whose spiritual world has been turned upside down, Wen Si hates that iron cannot become steel.
But she did not choose to refute directly, but said with a smile: "Then the relationship between you two is really good."
"I think I met you in Bali before. Your husband was wearing a floral shirt and big pants, and you were wearing a red bikini. Your hair was not as long as it is now, and you looked a lot taller than you are now. You were so far away. , I didn’t see it clearly. I originally wanted to ask you for an autograph, but your husband said it was inconvenient, so I gave up. "
The smile on Lin Yimeng's face froze and she said, "Really? That's too unlucky."
Then he and Wen Si parted ways on the pretext of going to the bathroom.
Wen Si rubbed his ears that were finally clean, thinking that this might be what people often say, the more you have nothing, the more you have to show off, right?
It's clear that her husband is out there with a lot of mistresses and mistresses, but he still has to pretend in front of others for the so-called face. I really don't know what she thinks.
After communicating the details with the director, the singing instructor and another vocal instructor also came to the scene.
Only the dance instructor Pei Jiayan has not arrived yet.
The director called over and over again, and the guests, trainees and staff who were ready could only stay bored and wait at the scene.
It was not until the director was about to lose his temper that Pei Jiayan arrived belatedly surrounded by a group of staff.
With the director's "start" sound in the headset, the lights in the entire venue dimmed and the lights on the stage came on.
After the cool light show, to the beat of music, Wen Si appeared on stage.
Backstage, Pei Jiayan, who had been raising his chin arrogantly from the moment he entered, wanting to look at people with his nostrils, sat upright the moment he heard her introduce herself.
Wensi? What a familiar name.
Then he took off his sunglasses, walked to the stage door and stuck his head out to look out. Haha, isn't this the rich woman who once wanted to spend one million to buy him a night?
Unexpectedly, as things turned, she would one day be on the same stage with him.
Thinking of his humiliating past, Pei Jiayan smiled evilly.
Speaking of which, he should also thank this rich woman.
If she hadn't wanted to spend money to buy his first night, he wouldn't have met his current sponsor on Lone Whale Island by accident.
Thinking of this, Pei Jiayan adjusted the headset he had put on in advance and raised his hand in the direction of the director.
After Wen Si introduced himself, he was preparing for the Cue instructors to appear when he suddenly heard a lazy sentence from the speaker: "Director, where will I come on stage later?"
Wen Si: "???"
She turned her head following the sound and saw a fair and thin man leaning casually against the entrance door. Seeing her turn around, he raised his carefully drawn eyebrows, both teasingly and provocatively.
Who else could it be besides Pei Jiayan?
Wen Si's eyes darkened, feeling that he was about to die.
Is what she fears most about to happen?
The director also had a dark look in his eyes and gave in to this old man who was neither punctual nor dedicated.
Due to his high traffic and high status, the director could only endure it no matter how dissatisfied he was.
With a smile on his face, he said: "What you are standing on right now is the entrance door."
Then he turned to Wen Si and said, "Ignore him and continue."
Wen Si nodded. Just as he was getting ready to speak, he heard Pei Jiayan again: "Can I not dance when I go on stage later? It's just a rehearsal anyway."
"I've been busy with my schedule these past few days and I'm too tired. I haven't fully rested yet. I want to save my energy and wait until the official live broadcast before bombing the show."
Wen Si almost choked to death: "..."
Is this person sick?
After picking the wheat and running backstage, how many days could you not chat with the director? Do you have to stand on stage and cause trouble during her rehearsal?
The director was also very annoyed, but he did not dare to get angry directly. He could only smile and say: "That's okay."
Anyway, he was not the one who was embarrassed when he had a stage accident during the live broadcast. This variety show can also use Pei Jiayan's stage accident to make a wave of hot searches and attract attention, so why not?
In order to prevent being interrupted by him again, Wen Si learned to be smart this time.
He turned to him directly and asked: "Are you done talking?"
Pei Jiayan: "Not yet."
"Then do you have anything else to ask?"
Pei Jiayan looked her up and down and said without hiding his malice: "I don't have anything to ask. I just think your clothes are inappropriate as if you are going to a funeral."
The previous interruptions could be explained by coincidence. At this point, Wen Si was 100% sure that he was deliberately targeting her!
It's a pity that the director is afraid of him, supports him, and spoils him, but she is not afraid.
If he wanted to deliberately disgust her and bully her by taking advantage of his different status in the circle, then he really picked the wrong person!
Wen Si curled her red lips and smiled: "I wore these specially for your funeral. Why aren't you dead yet?"
Pei Jiayan: "..."
Some people are like this. When you treat them politely, they will kick your nose in your face.
When you are of lower quality than him and more aggressive than him, he becomes intimidated.
After Wen Si's sharp-tongued retort, Pei Jiayan was indeed much more honest.
Wen Si smoothly guided all the instructors out and introduced the competition system. Then it was the trainees' turn to take turns to appear with the programs prepared in advance.
The little freshmen are tall and have long legs, and they are well-dressed. They sing, dance, and act cool and cute on the stage. They have all kinds of styles, not to mention how eye-catching they look.
Wen Siquan thought that he came here at public expense to watch the handsome guy relax, and he was so excited in the audience.
until--
She accidentally glanced at the script and found that the next individual trainee to appear was named Jiang Zhihuai.
(End of chapter)