Why is she so provocative[Entertainment]

The trainees in the factory are unaware of the commotion outside.

After the theme song was recorded, it was Ergong's preparation. Due to the hasty recording, the program group only gave the trainees less than a week to practice.

In order to speed up the editing rhythm and obtain effective editing, the program this time changed the previous three performances to four performances. The first performance was used as a training appearance after the first stage of each company. Starting from the second male, the contestants were eliminated and 100 rounds were performed. Ranking of 65 people.

For the second performance, the song candidates were ranked according to the number of votes after one performance, and Lu Jiahe, as the top of the list, finally had the right to choose.

Among the songs with different styles, she chose a song with a great contrast between the front and the back. This song is called Anti-killing. It describes a woman's state from sweet love to betrayal to despair and then to the ruthless state after being blackened. , with great contrasting colors.

"As expected, Golden Harvest chose this song," Zhou Guangcheng said with a smile, "Which teammates does Golden Harvest want to choose next?"

Lu Jiahe looked around for a week, and quickly picked out a few teammates he wanted.

Gu Yilan, Mo Xuan, Zhang Zhaofan, and a few trainees whose styles are especially suitable for this song.

Mo Xuan and Gao Yun are from the same company. She still knows the details of what happened to Gao Yun. If you want to say that it has no influence, it is not much.

Although the two are from the same company, their friendship is not deep. Mo Xuan has a calm and serious personality, and she can only practice singing and dancing, while Gao Yun always shows signs of depression in the process of getting along with her, perhaps due to mental problems. A sense of urgency and emptiness, although on the surface they are friendly with Mo Xuan, in fact the two have always kept a distance.

Mo Xuan walked behind Lu Jiahe with her usual expression, and whispered, "I never thought you would choose me."

"Why didn't I choose you?" Lu Jiahe raised his eyebrows.

Mo Xuan glanced at her, and said directly: "I thought Gao Yun and I were in the same company and you would want to stay away from me."

"That matter has nothing to do with you, does it?" Lu Jiahe laughed.

Mo Xuan stared at her for a while, then suddenly smiled, she nodded, "Thank you."

This song is also a song that Mo Xuan has always wanted to participate in. At first, she was very worried that she would be associated with Lu Jiahe and Gu Yilan because of Gao Yun and the company, but now it seems that she is a villain.

The singing and dancing practice was the same as before. Lu Jiahe and Mo Xuan still formed the Demon King Duo, one duo singing and the other duo dancing, to help the group members complete this somewhat difficult singing and dancing.

Most of the people in the regiment have been beaten by two people, but now they are quite adapted and excited.

After all, Lu Jiahe and Mo Xuan are recognized as strong among the hundred people, and the probability of winning in this group is very high.

But this does not include Gu Yilan who has never been beaten and has always been bathed in Lu Jiahe's spring-like kindness.

"Is this the usual atmosphere of your group?" Gu Yilan couldn't help asking his soul torture under high pressure.

Zhang Zhaofan patted her on the shoulder with a deep expression on his face: "Just get used to it and get used to it."

Gu Yilan: ...

This kind of high-intensity practice continued until two days before the second public. The program group arranged for the trainees to talk to their families.

This is the fixed process of every talent show, and there are usually a lot of laughs and tears that can be intercepted.

Seeing that Lu Jiahe was in place, the director handed her her mobile phone.

"This time, the program team relaxes the time, you can talk to the two family members."

Lu Jiahe looked down at the phone, not very interested.

She didn't really want to talk to the only family member.

Looking at the time, it was two o'clock in the afternoon, Cai Wen was probably sleeping at this time.

She silently pressed the call button.

With the beeping of the phone, Cai Wen's sleepy voice came from over there.

"Hello? Lu Jiahe?"

"It's me." Lu Jiahe laughed, "I haven't seen you for so long, so hurry up and say something, this is the only chance."

"Speak?" Cai Wen is a person who often follows talent shows. When he saw Lu Jiahe calling himself suddenly, he knew that he was probably recording a show, so he quickly cooperated: "I'm so happy that you don't bother me, I wish I could You shut it down a little longer."

"Don't be ashamed, you miss me very much just by hearing the voice."

"I just woke up, okay?" Cai Wen said lazily on the other end: "Lu Jiahe, you have to work hard, don't embarrass me, my friends and I all say that Lu Jiahe in Flash Girl is very good. "

Lu Jiahe laughed softly, a feeling of warmth rose in his heart.

"Okay, go on to sleep."

Seeing that Lu Jiahe finished making a phone call in one minute, the director couldn't help asking: "Jiahe, are you finished?"

Lu Jiahe nodded, and put the phone back casually.

The director is a small fan of Lu Jiahe. Seeing that she was afraid that there would not be enough footage and editing, and that she would call her friends instead of calling her family, because this matter was a hot topic, she quickly reminded: "You can make another call. , don't you want to make a phone call with your family?"

Lu Jiahe fell silent when he heard the words.

"No need," she whispered as she walked out.

Just as she put her hand on the doorknob, she took it back and sat back in her seat with some hesitation.

"Can I continue on the phone?"

The director froze for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Lu Jiahe pursed his lips and typed a series of familiar numbers on the phone. A busy tone came from the other end of the phone, followed by a female voice reminding him that the call had not been dialed.

But in the next second, Lu Jiahe dialed the phone again, and before the call was connected, she opened her mouth with a busy tone.

"Brother, I'm fine now, very fine," Lu Jiahe said softly to the other end: "I've made a lot of friends, I'm doing what I like, and I'm becoming a better person..."

Lu Jiahe seemed to have suddenly opened up the chatter box, talking about his life and anecdotes in the program group to the phone, but the expression on his face was unspeakably depressed.

Seeing that the time was approaching, the director quickly reminded: "Jiahe, the time is approaching."

Lu Jiahe paused, and said in a low voice: "Brother, I miss you so much. I don't know if you are having a good time over there."

"But I think it should be happy."

As she said that, she was about to hang up the phone, but when she looked down, she was surprised to find that at some point, this phone that hadn't been used for a long, long time, and it was impossible for anyone to use it, was connected.

After a while, there was some electric current on the other end, and a voice came.

"Jiahe, it's me."

A dull, dignified voice.

It's Lu Ning.

Lu Jiahe's pupils shrank, she managed to maintain her composure, and hung up the phone quickly.

Lu Ning takes one day off every week to recuperate. The secretary told him that today is the day when the Shining Girl program group arranges trainees to talk to their families.

He felt that even if his relationship with Lu Jiahe was not very good, he was her only relative after all, so he might be able to receive her call.

So he deliberately got up early in the morning, turned the volume of the phone to the maximum, and waited for the call.

But half a day passed, and he didn't receive a call.

Lu Ning walked around the villa impatiently, but unexpectedly heard the phone ringing in front of the dusty door of Lu Jiahe's room.

He was a little dazed, and then quickly called the housekeeper to open the door.

Since Lu Jiawen's death, there was a faint smell of dust in the room where no one came into it. The sun shone in through the light blue curtains, making it hard to see the phone screen, but Lu Ning instinctively felt that it was Lu Jiahe's. call.

At this moment, he was very grateful for the care of the housekeeper. In order to prevent Lu Jiawen's mobile phone from being scrapped and shut down, he kept connecting the mobile phone to the charging cable.

He didn't come back to his senses until the ringing stopped, and hurriedly walked over to hold the phone.

It was the first time that Director Lu waited so impatiently for a call that might never come again.

After a while, the phone really rang again. He looked at the note with the word "sister" on the caller ID, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

But when he really wanted to press the answer button, he hesitated again. Seeing that the phone was about to be hung up again, he finally got up the courage to answer it.

"...brother, I'm fine here..."

Lu Jiahe on the other end didn't seem to notice that the phone was connected, and was still rambling on.

Lu Ning didn't make a sound, and quietly listened to her talking about his life in Mangchang, but he was rarely happy.

Just because I can hear my daughter talking to me calmly, even though the call is not for me.

He faintly heard someone on the other end saying that the time was up, and then he heard Lu Jiahe's voice coming from the receiver.

"Brother, I miss you so much. I don't know if you are having a good time over there."

"I think it should be happy."

Then there was a silence.

Lu Ning didn't wait until the other person spoke again, nor did he wait until the phone was hung up. He thought he must have been discovered.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the words turned into the dullest words.

"Jiahe, it's me."

What responded to him was a sudden busy tone on the phone.

He looked at the phone in a daze.

He actually wanted to gently tell this daughter just now, Jiahe, it's her father.

But he couldn't speak.

Still so cold and scary.

Lu Ning put down his phone, but his eyes were fixed on a photo on the desk and he couldn't take it away.

It is a group photo of Lu Jiahe and Lu Jiawen. The two children are smiling very brightly. Behind them is a blue sea, and there are a few seagulls flying in the sky. The years are peaceful.

The scene of the day Lu Jiawen died suddenly flooded his mind.

A pool of blood on the ground, the white canvas, the noisy crowd around, and Lu Jiahe's hateful gaze later.

Everything was chaotic, and the sunset that day was bright red, like the end of the world.

Lu Ning closed his eyes and put aside these memories, but glanced at another photo in the corner of the room.

She was a glamorous woman in a cheongsam, her eyebrows and eyes were exactly like Lu Jiahe's.

It is the mother of the children, Wang Yazhi.

Lu Ning looked at the smiling woman in the photo, and couldn't help but walk over and snap the photo down vigorously.

This woman made him think of countless bad things, but the first thing that came to his mind was what he found when he was sorting out Lu Jiawen's body, the countless fine wounds on Lu Jiawen's hands.

It's the scar from the electric shock.