Your cps are together

If it were someone else, Meng Wei would never persuade her. It is normal to be an artist and not get married in her 40s.

Married entertainers have a narrow way to play, even though everyone says that entertainers are human too, and public and private must be separated.

But when you really get married, some scenes will not be considered first.

But this person was Lu Huansheng, and all these truths in Meng Wei's stomach instantly dissipated with the wind and disappeared.

He knew that there was a thorn in Lu Huansheng's heart, which stuck in his flesh for a long time, causing the wound to fester and rot, and it would not fade year after year. Regarding Lu Huansheng's past, except for those who paid a lot of money to keep it secret, only He has met several senior executives of the company, and he knows that Lu Huansheng can't get over that hurdle. If Lu Huansheng can really fall in love and have a family, he will really be freed from the past.

Meng Wei regards Lu Huansheng as a half-brother, and sincerely does his best.

"My wife made meat floss at home, and she insisted on asking me to bring it to you." Meng Wei, "And your goddaughter, I drew a picture for you. It's a bit ugly, just like a child."

Lu Huansheng smiled: "Miao Miao may become a painter in the future."

Mentioning her daughter, Meng Wei said a lot: "Don't praise her in person, the times are different now, girls have to fight, and they will be born in society in the future to gain a firm foothold."

"Look at Zheng Lin, her qualifications are no lower than mine, and her ability is obvious to all. The salary can't be compared with mine."

Meng Wei suddenly had a loving father's heart: "Our Miao Miao is a good boy, you will get along with Young Master Wen from now on, and my Miao Miao will be filial to you when you are old."

Lu Huansheng laughed, Meng Wei thought too far, and thought of getting old.

But Meng Wei's words were also pleasant to hear.

Get well with Young Master Wen...

The smile on Lu Huansheng's face went down again, he sighed, and said helplessly, "This is my disease."

Meng Wei was about to stare.

Lu Huansheng added: "The doctor also said that I haven't gotten sick at this age, and the chance is very small."

Meng Wei opened his mouth wide, revealing the upper and lower rows of white teeth: "That's right, that's all you should think about, you'll be 27 soon."

Meng Wei: "Young Master Wen is still in the program group, so you should make two more trips. After each episode is recorded, there is a rest time on the day. You take people out for a walk, say a few words, and give some gifts."

Meng Wei has a lot of experience: "Chasing people, no matter who is chasing who, the most important thing is to be shameless."

Lu Huansheng looked at him in astonishment.

Meng Wei proudly said: "When I was chasing my wife, I ran downstairs to her house in the middle of the night to set off fireworks for her, because she posted in Moments that she hadn't seen fireworks for many years."

Lu Huansheng smiled: "I know, you were taken away by the police."

Meng Wei: "... Oral education, and a fine..."

Meng Wei coughed: "If I hadn't been shameless at the time, would there be Miao Miao now?"

Lu Huansheng seemed much more relaxed. He picked up the teacup, and the tea was already cold, but he still took a sip: "Just learn from you."

Meng Wei: "Then it's fine if you don't learn from me... Brother Lu, Uncle Lu?! Figured it out!"

Lu Huansheng had no expression on his face, and looked at the sinking tea in the teacup with unfocused eyes: "Try it, and tell him clearly when the time comes, it's best for him, and if he doesn't want... I won't force it."

Meng Wei: "Fate matters, there is no way to force it."

Lu Huansheng put down the teacup: "I'm leaving, I'll go to Director Li and join the group next month."

Meng Wei: "Go, I'm here for the contract and the company."

Lu Huansheng smiled and said, "If it really works, I'll treat you to a matchmaker's wine then."

Meng Wei immediately picked it up: "Then you have to go to the best restaurant, order the most expensive dishes, the best wine, what is the [-] Lafite, put it in a barrel, and chew peonies once."

Lu Huansheng waved his hand, opened the office door and left. When he went out, the cold incandescent light fell, casting a shadow on his face. Whenever the Dinghua staff saw him, they would stop and call out. When he said "Brother Lu", Lu Huansheng would respond with a smile, his heart suddenly opened up, and everything he saw seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

It was the first time he was tempted at this age, and he was timid. Humans have scruples when they are really moved.

Lu Huansheng suddenly became enlightened, and Wen Ning was still practicing dancing and piano honestly.

The music score of this song is not difficult for Wen Ning. His hand speed is already fast, and he can skillfully play the music score that is specially showy, let alone this kind of score that is not showy in itself.

Dance practice is also okay, Wen Ning is now used to the current intensity, can keep up with the progress, and the rhythm is not bad.

"Wen Ning's dance is getting better and better." Zheng He is a little envious, "Actually, I think it's the best when I first started learning, and I can see all the progress. Like us now, we can't see whether there is any progress."

Jiang Heng glanced at Zheng He and sighed, "It's rare for you to speak human words."

Zheng He: "..."

The trainees laughed. They were tired from practicing dance these days, but the effect was very good. Jiang Heng's choreography skills are strong, and the choreography is really good. It's just that this dance is very exhausting, and it's actually a complete dance. It only took about 6 minutes, but after the dance, I was sweating profusely, and my clothes were all wet when I wore thinner clothes.

The time for the official performance was getting closer and closer, and everyone put their hearts into their throats, and it goes without saying that they would automatically extend the practice time.

In the past few years, I have been practicing every day until one or two in the morning before going back to rest, and getting up at six in the morning.

Fortunately, there is no need to make up and make up hair, as long as it is refreshing.

That night, they practiced until two o'clock in the morning. Wen Ning pulled Jiang Heng aside after returning home.

"You guys go first, I have something to tell Brother Heng." Wen Ning waved to the others.

The trainees laughed at him: "Two big men, whispering."

Wen Ning was not angry either, he could hear good-natured jokes and malicious sarcasm, and Wen Ning only spoke in a low voice when they left.

"In the past few days, I always feel that Lu Zhebo is looking at me." Wen Ning touched his arm, and whenever he thought of that gaze, he would get goosebumps.

Wen Ning: "Do you think I should talk to him?"

Although he didn't like Lv Zhebo and didn't want to deal with Lv Zhebo, he couldn't stand the disgusting sight that followed him all the time.

Jiang Heng frowned: "He's just a piece of dog skin plaster, you can't tear it off if you put it on, if he wants to see it, let him see it, don't tell him."

"You talk to him, and he can find an opportunity to pull you to clean up and take a few more shots."

Wen Ning blinked: "Then I won't look for him."

The anger between Jiang Heng's brows subsided a little, his expression softened, and he said with a smile, "He's playing tricks on you, but if you don't answer the words or approach him, he won't be able to play tricks no matter how hard he is."

"People like Lu Zhebo don't need to give him good looks, it's best to treat him like air."

Wen Ning quickly said: "I know this! Only silence is the highest form of contempt."

Wen Ning: "Lu Xun said it."

Jiang Heng laughed: "Do you like Lu Xun?"

Wen Ning: "Well, but I haven't read all his articles, but I like some sentences."

Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows and asked him with a smile, "Which line do you like the most?"

Wen Ning was stunned, thought for a while, and then said: "There is no favorite, all are good."

Jiang Heng suddenly asked: "Have you ever been in love before?"

Wen Ning didn't know why the topic suddenly changed here, but there was nothing wrong with this, he replied honestly: "No."

The smile in Jiang Heng's eyes deepened: "Why don't you talk about it?"

Wen Ning was a little at a loss. His family did not object to his puppy love before. His second brother had a girlfriend when he was 12 years old, but he would be dumped by his girlfriend after a short period of time. The eldest brother has never dated a lover, but the family knows that the eldest brother will To get married, you must marry a girl of the right family, so that even if your father has any accidents, with a capable in-law, your eldest brother can secure his seat faster.

But even if they are well-matched, Wen Chu has to like him, but the scope is set in this way.

Except for Wen Chu, Wen Zhou and Wen Ning, whether they are dating or getting married, the family will not interfere too much, as long as they are not too high profile.

It’s not that there are no girls chasing him. To be precise, there have always been men and women. Foreign countries must be more open. Although there are not many open, but they are not at home, and they will not hide when they are outside.

But Wen Ning looks innocent, and he has his own scale in his heart. Some of these people are looking for his good looks, they don't know him, and they don't plan to understand him. To put it bluntly, they just want to ask him for a date.

Some people took his surname. He sees clearly that there is no shortage of people who want to save decades of struggle in any country.

There are also those who really like him, this kind of person is the rarest, but Wen Ning doesn't like him.

His parents got married because they really loved each other. Wen Ning also wanted to be like his parents, unwilling to go out and play around before finding the one he loves, and ruin his body.

Wen Ning: "I haven't met anyone I really like."

Wen Ning said seriously: "It's not just about liking, it's about loving."

Jiang Heng heard this with a smile on his face: "Me too..."

Wen Ning suddenly said: "I'm going back soon, it's already 02:30, the performance will be the day after tomorrow, so I can't sleep too late tomorrow."

He turned his head: "What did you just want to say?"

Jiang Heng coughed lightly: "I said, like you, I have never been in a relationship."

Wen Ning wrinkled his nose: "You are too late."

Jiang Heng: "..."

Wen Ning: "I'm not yet nineteen, so it makes sense."

Jiang Heng seems to have been stabbed in the chest, 24 has never been in a relationship, what is there to be proud of?Still compared with 19-year-old boys?

Wen Ning saw that Jiang Heng's expression was wrong, and smiled and pulled Jiang Heng's arm: "I was joking with you."

He was just envious of Jiang Heng and Zheng He's previous jokes and fights.

Wen Ning's eyes drooped: "Are you angry? Don't be angry. If you are unhappy, I apologize to you, and I won't make such jokes with you in the future."

Jiang Heng hugged Wen Ning's shoulders, and led Wen Ning forward, with a smile on his face: "Why am I so angry? I frightened you when my face turned black?"

Wen Ning: "It's not that I'm scared, and I'm not scared. I just think that a joke is only a joke if people think it's funny. If it's annoying, it's not a joke."

Jiang Heng looked down at Wen Ning, his eyes were full of Wen Ning now, Wen Ning's eyes were calm and clear, he sighed in his heart, he didn't know what kind of family could raise a young master like Wen Ning, with a pair of eyes Clear and translucent, calm and generous, it seems that all evil spirits will not go to his heart.

A transparent heart, actually understands everything.

Jiang Heng suddenly felt worried, as if something slipped through his fingertips, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold it.

Wen Ning didn't know what Jiang Heng was thinking, he was uncomfortable being held by Jiang Heng, so he raised his hand to let Jiang Heng's arm slip.

Jiang Heng didn't say anything, it's normal for friends to hook up, but Wen Ning doesn't like it, so he won't do it next time.

The day before the performance, the trainees became nervous in advance. During the practice, they made mistakes one after another in the movements they were so familiar with. Not only them, but also other groups. The mistakes they had never made before, they made all mistakes today.

It's different from last time, last time it was just a second rating, it doesn't matter if it's class F, and it won't be eliminated, maybe it will turn around in the next issue, the pressure is not so great.

But the performance is to really trick fifty people down. Fifty is an imaginary number, and the actual calculation is 49 people.

The more anxious the trainees are, the more mistakes they make, the more anxious they are, and the more mistakes they make.

Half of the members of Wen Ning and his group made mistakes for half a day and failed to finish a dance properly.

Even Zheng He was wrong several times.

"When I think about the performance tomorrow, my mind is confused." Zheng He lay on the ground in a daze during the rest time, his eyes were closed, and the sweat on his forehead slid down his temples.

Bai Mu was sitting next to him, his head was covered with sweat, he rubbed his ankle and said, "We are muddled, and everyone else is muddled too. Let's compare who will be more muddy tomorrow."

Wen Ning pressed his legs beside him: "Isn't it better or worse than who else dances?"

The trainees are having fun.

They went back to wash up and go to bed at ten o'clock that night. The performance was at night, but the day was not easy. They had to practice in the morning, change costumes, put on makeup in the afternoon, and get familiar with the stage.

After all, the location of the stage is different from that of the dance studio.

In fact, it is a dress rehearsal. Before going on stage, you must be familiar with the stage, and you have to dance once or twice completely, so that you can have confidence.

When Wen Ning returned to the dormitory, he washed up and went to bed as soon as possible, making full preparations for the tough battle tomorrow.

When he was sleeping, there were still many people in the dormitory who hadn't come back. He slept very deeply, and he didn't know if someone came back later.

Before dawn the next day, Wen Ning was ready to go to the dance studio.

At this time, there was no one there, and most of the trainees were still asleep after practicing for too long the day before.

As soon as Wen Ning walked out of the dormitory, he was stopped by a young girl with a familiar face. Wen Ning looked at her face and thought for two seconds before he remembered that when Lu Huansheng came to see him before, it was this girl who helped him to hand it over. signature.

Wen Ning smiled at her kindly: "Hello."

The girl asked Wen Ning to tidy up: "Shall we go to a place where no one is around?"

Wen Ning's gaze suddenly became sharp, showing sharpness like a young eagle.

The girl was taken aback. She had never seen Wen Ning's expression like this. In her heart, Wen Ning was a soft and cute little milk dog off the stage, and a sexy and seductive little wolf dog on the stage.

"It's Lu...brother told me to call you." The girl cautiously lowered her voice and lowered her head slightly.

It was only then that Wen Ning discovered that this was the venue for the recording of the show, and few people in China knew his identity, and they were all trustworthy people, so don't be too cautious.

"Brother Lu is here?" Wen Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled brightly, "Please lead the way."

The girl quickly said, "No trouble, no trouble, it's over there."

Wen Ning followed the girl's footsteps, walked half a circle, and finally stood still at the door of the lounge.

When Wen Ning arrived, he thanked the girl again, and the girl waved her hands again and again: "It's nothing, I just want to thank you."

Wen Ning looked confused - why thank them?

Seeing Wen Ning walk into the lounge, the girl finally jumped three feet high in excitement!

Mother!Is she drunk for real? !So happy!

It's a pity that this happiness cannot be shared with others.

Wen Ning walked into the lounge, glanced around, and saw Lu Huansheng standing by the window.

Lu Huansheng didn't wear a black shirt today. He wore a casual outfit, which made him look a few years younger. His hair hadn't been styled, and the broken hair on his temples was hanging down. Wen Ning looked at him, his face breathing All lighter.

Lu Huansheng's facial features are so good, Wen Ning always thinks that Lu Huansheng is the most beautiful person in the world.

Lu Huansheng turned to look at Wen Ning. Neither of them spoke, but their eyes were inexplicably entangled.

Wen Ning stood there in a daze, unable to explain what it was like, but felt numb all over his body.

It was Lu Huansheng who broke the silence in the lounge: "Woke up so early?"

Wen Ning walked towards Lu Huansheng, and said numbly, "Uncle Lu doesn't wake up earlier."

It takes more than 40 minutes to drive here from the city without traffic jams, not to mention that although it is early, the city center has long been congested.

It's an hour's drive anyway.

Lu Huansheng saw Wen Ning standing still in front of him, and his dark eyes fixed on Wen Ning. He smiled lightly and said, "I'm afraid you will be nervous, so I came here to cheer you up."

Wen Ning also looked at Lu Huansheng, he only thought that Brother Lu's eyes were beautiful, to be precise, not only the eyes, but also the nose and mouth, so he smiled brightly and boasted: "I'm not nervous, I practice very well. .”

The corners of Lu Huansheng's mouth also widened a little: "It's good that you are familiar with it. I will watch the performance today, and I will watch it on the second floor."

The recording studio has a second floor, but the second floor exists for the storage of materials and for a clearer view of the site.

There are also no seats on the first floor, and the audience can only stand, except for the jury at each portal.

Lu Huansheng said intentionally or unintentionally: "I will join the team next week."

Wen Ning didn't know why, and his mood gradually became depressed. He didn't understand why he was depressed, he just said: "That's good, I have a new movie to look forward to."

"This time I will definitely win an award."

Lu Huansheng laughed, "I'm not as confident as you."

Wen Ning's eyes were bright: "Uncle Lu is good at acting! Director Li is also good at directing, as long as he has a good script, he will definitely win an award."

Lu Huansheng suddenly said, "Come here."

Wen Ning didn't know why, so he moved over according to his words.

Lu Huansheng's brows were gentle, and he coaxed softly, "Come here again."

Wen Ning could only go a little further, and if he got closer, the two of them would be chest-to-chest. He almost stopped, but before he could stand still, Lu Huansheng pinched his chin with his fingers.

He was forced to look up until Lu Huansheng stretched out his other hand and wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

Wen Ning looked up at Lu Huansheng, his eyes were all about Lu Huansheng, and he couldn't think of anything else.

It was the first time in Lu Huansheng's life that he sold his hue, and he didn't expect such a good effect. He lowered his voice, his voice was low and magnetic, and he said softly, "Have you ever heard a word?"

Wen Ning asked subconsciously, "What are you talking about?"

Lu Huansheng's eyes were dark: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, everyone has their own names."

Lu Huansheng said in a low voice, "I'm only eight years older than you, so I'm old as uncle."

He is like a demagogue.

"Call me brother."

The author has something to say: Lu Huansheng: "A man has 31 flowers, and I am 27 this year. Can I still be considered a flower bone?"

Wen Ning: "..."