her pheromone

There is nothing more disappointing than the hope in the first second and the cold water in the next second.

Lin Meng's long legs were striding so fast that the hands pressing the elevator were trembling.

After getting on the elevator, she said lowly to Wang Yulan, "Don't follow."

Then he took the elevator to the top floor of the concert hall and ran to the rooftop.

The afternoon sun was brilliant, and the sun was so poisonous that it could bite. She raised her head to meet the sun and walked to the railing.

There was no cool wind, and the scorching sun made her forehead sweat.

She opened her eyes slightly, and was forced to cry by the sunlight.

"Why are you indifferent? Is there no place left for me in your heart?"

She suddenly felt ashamed to ask herself such a question that no one could hear.

Only for Li Qingzhu, can he change from a dazzling star to an insignificant "predecessor".

But she was so unwilling, five years of hard work became so ridiculous when she heard those words.

No matter how good she is, what's the use if Li Qingzhu doesn't like her?

Lin Meng didn't know whether he should be sad or not. If he wanted to say sad, when Li Qingzhu became an S-level Omega, he couldn't wait to leave his hometown. At that time, Lin Meng should have used up all his sadness.

Separation and meeting always come so suddenly, people are caught off guard.

Lin Meng looked down, and the street scene behind the concert hall came into view. The traffic was endless and the voices were lively. Everyone came to the afterlife, nothing more than enjoying the scenery, getting to know people, and interpreting their own stories.

As for whether the lovers in the story get married in the end, whether the sleeping princess can wait for Prince Charming, the curtain will eventually come to an end.

Li Qingzhu didn't care, only she was still secretly looking forward to it.

Regardless of whether it is fair or not, they must face the next road rationally.

Lin Meng felt panicked when he thought of these things, Li Qingzhu hurt her so much, why should he expect anything?

expect……

The word "expectation" cannot escape being involved with disappointment.

Lin Meng hated himself so much, and felt particularly wronged.

She angrily wiped away her tears with her hand, and clenched it tightly by her side again.

"I'm sick!"

Li Qingzhu doesn't care if she doesn't care, she only has that poor self-esteem left, and she will never let Li Qingzhu trample on it in this variety show!

Lin Meng made a secret decision. After she had calmed down, Wang Yulan called and told her that the shooting in the afternoon was about to start, and that the director team had already gone to the rest area to inform her, and asked her to go back and change into the costumes provided by the program team.

The recording in the afternoon was in the concert hall. The staff prepared the props to be used. Once the guests were seated, the host took the stage.

According to the practice of travel variety shows, the host first gave a popular science introduction to the concert hall of the Sansi Concert Hall, followed by a smooth oral broadcast by the major sponsors, and finally flipped through the prompt cards to introduce the next game session.

"The first pairing chapter of "It's You" starts, and then we enter our game session. The guests are divided into four groups of 'couples' according to the prior draw, and challenge each other to hug and crush ten balloons within a limited time. The shortest group can go to the next rest area to get a cool summer ice cream dessert provided by our sponsor!"

Hearing the ice cream, the Omegas showed anticipation. Following the direction of the host's finger, a variety of cold drinks and desserts had been placed on the left side of the bandstand.

Except Li Qingzhu, who never eats cold food, just smiled faintly at the camera.

The Alphas are naturally full of confidence, and all of them expressed their confidence.

For them, hugging and pressing balloons only needs to be strong and fast. As Alphas, they still have this desire to express themselves in front of relatively weak Omega.

Except for Lin Meng who was silent as soon as he entered the stage, staying at the very edge and wishing to escape from the screen in the next second.

Her lost and depressed mood has not yet calmed down.

Just when everyone thought the game session was so sloppy and easy, the host spoke again.

"The game lasts eight rounds in total. Except for the group with the most accumulated victories that can stay in the 'couple' hut first in the afternoon, the three losing groups will have to rehearse the cultural program in the performance hall, and will officially perform on stage at 07:30 in the evening. Everyone can freely discuss tactics , After all, there are eight rounds, tacit understanding, physical strength, and intelligence are the keys to victory!"

It turns out that those who win will be rewarded, and those who lose will be punished. The program team is waiting for them to perform on stage!

Due to the air-conditioning problem in the concert hall, no group is willing to rehearse hard in the afternoon, which is more stimulating to the desire to compete.

The staff blew up balloons and put them into the two big prop boxes. Lin Meng was in a daze, as if she didn't notice anyone walking towards her.

Everyone is discussing how to cooperate tacitly, win the victory in the shortest time, and persist in winning until the final big winner without rehearsing performances.

But Zhao Qiu noticed that Lin Meng was distracted, left Wen Hongtao who was in his group, and walked quickly to Lin Meng's side.

"Senior sister, I haven't filmed it now. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Your face is blushing. Could it be heatstroke?"

"Ah? Is there?" Lin Meng came back to his senses and subconsciously touched his face.

Zhao Qiu looked worried, and directly stretched out his hand to touch Lin Meng's forehead. When he was close at hand, suddenly a hand reached out from the side and pinched her wrist.

"You don't want to shoot at the beginning?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Liangliang's words, and his tone was not kind.

Both Lin Meng and Zhao Qiu turned their heads, and at some point, Li Qingzhu also came to Lin Meng.

She let go of Zhao Qiu's hand, and Lin Meng met her gaze sideways, only to see that she still had that calm and calm smile on her face, which was incompatible with the slightly offensive words just now.

Annoyed for no reason, Lin Meng stared at her intently.

"Thank you senior for thinking about it for me."

"Oh?" Li Qingzhu's slender eyebrows raised, "Or are you afraid of losing in the game?"

Lin Meng answered the conversation almost as soon as he opened his mouth. He has known Wang Yulan for a long time, and sometimes he learned three points from her.

"Victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists, seniors can't afford it?!"

Lin Meng didn't like to talk about words before, let alone pick up words to tease her.

What's more, she unconsciously raised her voice, wondering if she was angry at herself because she stopped Zhao Qiu's hand.

Li Qingzhu was still smiling, but he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

She seemed to think for a moment before asking Lin Meng sharply.

"You are paired with me, are you so dissatisfied?"

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two is getting stronger and stronger, and the scorching gaze of mutual refusal is like a fight between gods, Zhao Qiu was at a loss, and stammered and began to mediate and ease.

"No, no, Sister Qingzhu, Senior Sister, she is not, not that..."

"Never mind your business."

"Don't talk!"

Lin Meng and Li Qingzhu spoke at the same time.

When they were emotional, the decibels soared, causing other people in the concert hall to look at them.