save my poor little one

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After taking a shower at night, the two leaned against the head of the bed, flipping through the music scores they brought.

Wen Ling was actually at a disadvantage. The time she replaced the original owner happened to be the night before joining the program group, so the songs and dances of this world can only come from the original owner's memory.

Fortunately, the original owner has loved listening to songs since he was a child, and he listens to all kinds of songs, so he has a wide range of choices.

Wen Ling is now deciding which song to use to knock on the golden door of her career. 100 into 50, although Wen Ling's performance is as stable as an old dog, full of confidence, he is actually a liar.

If he doesn't make it, is it really...going home to inherit the family business?Thinking about the cruel scene of confronting Father Wen, hehe, or learn how to stick a screen, and then start your new business under the flyover?

Thinking jumps, one step into the galaxy.

"You look so dapper today, so good-looking." Gu Rumeng crossed the line and invaded Wen Ling's territory.

Looking at Gu Rumeng, who squeezed the pillow to the side and put it side by side with his own, he made a cool look: "Really, thank you for the compliment." After speaking, he glanced at her coldly.

Gu Rumeng obviously didn't expect Wen Ling's character to change so quickly, he sneered, and immediately started: "See if you can do it. I was talking about your rascal appearance, not your pretentious dog appearance." Looks good." Pulling Wen Lingqiang's pursed lips to the sides.

Wen Ling was completely autistic.What did she just hear?

Hooligan?Pretending to be like a dog?

If you can't speak, people will die endlessly...

Gu Rumeng looked at Wen Ling's gloomy and gloomy expression, and realized that her words had irritated her.

"No, it's a beauty, a beauty! Sister Lingling, you really fascinated me today, making me willing to go crazy for you, go crazy for you, and smash into the wall for you." Gu Rumeng held Wen Ling in her arms. The head said seriously.

Wen Ling heard that the brows that were slightly frowned because of depression gradually relaxed, took Gu Rumeng's hand off, moved it away a little, and lifted his chin towards the wall, indicating that Gu Rumeng can go bang bang bang against the big wall.

Gu Rumeng was dumbfounded, and then Taishan overwhelmed her and threw herself into Wen Ling's arms: "You are bad, you are not my Wen Ling, how could Wen Ling let me do such a thing, where did you come from, an old monster."

As he said that, he got up, opened his sleeves, and showed his arms bent: "See, they are all genuine, be careful when I do..."

Wen Ling was too lazy to watch the drama, so she directly pulled Gu Rumeng, tucked Gu Rumeng into the quilt, and stuffed the quilt tightly: "Sleep honestly, let's go to stretch our legs tomorrow to get more active."

Gu Rumeng poked her head out from under the quilt: "Look if I don't overwhelm the audience tomorrow, I'm much better than you!"

Wen Ling responded with silence, and turned off the lights to sleep.

The people next to him also calmed down, lying down and sleeping obediently.

Wen Ling looked at the ceiling by the moonlight. In fact, just now Wen Ling had decided which song he would use as his knock dance, but it was a bit difficult. He had to go to the practice room tomorrow to see if he could control it.

I don't want to fight an uncertain battle.

While Wen Ling was still sorting out his thoughts, he felt movement beside him.

Tilting her head, she saw Gu Rumeng rolling over with her eyes closed, facing her direction. As soon as she touched Wen Ling, Gu Rumeng hugged Wen Ling's arm, rubbed her face, and fell silent.

Looking at Gu Rumeng's docile sleeping face, Wen Ling felt like he had lost.

How can it be so cute?

But it also verified one thing: "It turns out that you took advantage of me, you have to be responsible."

Wen Ling smiled lightly, and gradually fell asleep after smelling Gu Rumeng's milk fragrance.

When he woke up in the morning, he removed his hand from Gu Rumeng's belly as usual, and calmly woke her up.

She took advantage of me at night, and the fact that my uncontrollable hand ran on her belly by itself, let's cancel each other out, no one owes anyone...

After breakfast, Wen Ling and Gu Rumeng went straight to the training room, where there were already a few hard-working students training hard.

The two looked at each other, because each other had thick skins, so they didn't think it was embarrassing to play instead of training these two days.

Gu Rumeng took Wen Ling to a small practice room for training.

The "Road to Dreams" program group is particularly aggressive, even equipped with a lot of practice rooms, three large training rooms are used for multi-person training, and many small practice rooms are used for small groups or small groups, even for single people. Occupy a practice room whenever available.And the sound insulation effect is great.

Moreover, the program group bought the copyrights of many songs. Even if the song that the students want to sing is not available here, they can tell the program group that the program group will buy the copyright again, and the program group will take care of all copyright issues.

The two hung a "occupied" sign outside the door of the small practice room.

I did some stretching exercises, stretched my legs, and activated my muscles and bones.

Wen Ling leaned on the railing and asked, "What are you performing?"

"Sing." Gu Rumeng went to the music player, clicked on "Light", and played the accompaniment.

“feeling okay”

"Do you want to know what I'm doing?"

……

"We are made of love"

"We don't know where we came from"

"Whoever wants to beat us"

"We still shine"

"We are made of love"

"We don't know where we came from"

"Whoever wants to beat us"

"We still shine"

……

After singing a song, Wen Ling was still immersed in the beautiful singing.

"Papapa" she expressed her attitude with the most direct behavior.

"Sure enough, she's crushing me!" Wen Ling smiled jokingly.

Gu Rumeng turned off the accompaniment, walked in front of Wen Ling and raised her pointed chin proudly: "Of course." Then he asked a little nervously, "How about my singing, the top six is ​​fine..."

"Oh? Isn't it sexy? Of course you have to go for number one!" Wen Ling walked up to Gu Rumeng, raised her thin pointed chin, and joked.

"Get out, don't provoke me." Gu Rumeng raised his hand and knocked Wen Ling's hand off.

In this issue, I heard that several people have made their debuts, but the small groups are not very popular, but they have also accumulated a lot of popularity.Although Gu Rumeng said she was arrogant, she was a little flustered.

But she will definitely be able to form a group.Just because she is the little princess of Tianhua Entertainment, and this show also has Tianhua's investment.

If you can't make a debut with your strength, you can only rely on your father.

"Yes, it's really good, but this requires a strong breath. You should spend more time on the treadmill recently, sing while running, and practice breathing and lung capacity."

"Ah~~ I don't want to run, I'm so tired~~" Miss Gu was unhappy.

"Who cares about you." Wen Ling went to the music player and ordered the song "Devil's Heart".

As soon as the song comes out, you will know if there is one.The difficulty is so great that if you dare to challenge, you will first admire Wen Ling's courage.

Wen Ling squatted on the ground first, and when the prelude sounded, Wen Ling raised his head at the first step, his eyes changed, becoming fierce and decisive.Following the rhythm of the music, one after another is full of charm and full of power, and the movements are connected together to give people a sense of passion.

Wen Ling was immersed in the music, twisting, turning around, and shaking her hair.Towards the end, Wen Ling performed a somersault on the spot according to the rhythm, knelt on the ground on one knee, raised his head at the last beat, brushed his right thumb across his lips, and the evil eyes As if you were in her pocket.

You, cannot escape.you are mine.

Stop dancing, stop music.

Gu Rumeng was shocked!I couldn't get back to my senses for a long time, and it took me a while to wake up, "You are amazing! Absolutely!" Gu Rumeng ran directly to Wen Ling.

"Mom, I feel like I have nowhere to escape when you jump, it makes me suffocate." Gu Rumeng even patted her chest.

"But this is too handsome! It will definitely amaze the audience." Gu Rumeng jumped up and down excitedly.

Wen Ling patted Gu Rumeng's forehead lightly: "Don't flatter me, obviously there are still many movements that are not going well, and you have to carefully pick the movements."

Gu Rumeng stretched out her hand and rubbed it, and she rolled her eyes when she heard the words: "Except for being a little worse than me, it is more than enough to kill them instantly."

"Do you want face?" Wen Ling walked to the mirror and recalled the dance posture that she needed to perfect when she danced, carefully picking every little movement.

Gu Rumeng curled her lips, and walked to the side to show off a little dance, but the style was more sexy and enchanting, and the dance was also very good. The beautiful dance and beauty made her look even better.

"Hey, I can dance too, okay? Are all the top personal trainers you hired me for nothing?" Wu Bi, Gu Rumeng said, shaking her flowing hair.

"Hey, how about singing? You can't just dance." Gu Rumeng pushed Wen Ling and asked.

A smile flashed in Wen Ling's eyes, his lips were tightly pursed, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he deliberately lowered his voice, making his voice low: "It's not very good."

Gu Rumeng didn't expect this to be the case, so she brushed her hair: "Then what should you do, you think you are me, make your debut, and when Yueban calls, I secretly tell my dad to ask him to help you..."

After hearing this, Wen Ling's drooping mouth rose directly.It really didn't hurt her in vain.

Both hands were doing evil things on Gu Rumeng's head, and her smooth hair became messy.

"Wen Ling!" Gu Rumeng pushed Wen Ling hard, feeling anxious.

"Okay, I lied to you. In fact, I can sing well." After teasing Gu Rumeng, she naturally obeyed.

Practicing singing, dancing, and exercising, a few days are fleeting.

The sun set on Friday, and the ink smudged the entire sky.

Beside the luxurious stage of the first self-performance, hundreds of students on hundreds of seats are ready to go. They painted exquisite makeup, wore their own performance costumes, and were full of confidence.

They are another generation of young, good-looking women who never give up on their dreams and desperately pursue them.

The live broadcast begins.

The magnificent stage is directly displayed in front of countless netizens. The hanging "Dream Road" is constantly changing its colors above the stage. The lighting is cool and full, and the stage is so luxurious that netizens can directly feel the money. Charm.

The hundreds of ladies and sisters next to me sat upright in the positions arranged by the program group.

"Ah! Although after so many episodes, I should get used to my father's "Road to Dreams", but every time I can't help exclaiming, am I not calm enough?"

"Upstairs, you are not alone."

"Actually, we are just sour and weak under the charming fragrance of money."

"Ahhhhhhh! These 100 young ladies look so good!"

"My family's Mengmeng is so beautiful, I said the red one is the most suitable for her."

"Qiao Chu Qiao Chu!"

"Qiao Chu is still so pretty, I've been a fan of her for a long time!"

"Qiao Chu fans, come, come, push her to be the strongest!"

……

Wen Ling sat next to Gu Rumeng, Gu Rumeng looked calm and at ease, but her palms were sweating

This is a live broadcast, without editing, and the program group is aggressive, with multiple cameras aimed at different angles. There are multiple cameras installed here for only a hundred students. Netizens can choose their favorite angles to watch their favorite students.

"Mengmeng is so docile, is it her?"

"Oh, the royal family."

"There are people like Gu Rumeng who still praise her, they are all bought sailors!"

"Gu Rumeng is disgusting!"

"The troll upstairs please stop talking!"

"Trollers get out of this live broadcast!"

"Who is that beauty who wiped Mengmeng's hands carefully? She has a very good relationship with Mengmeng."

"Oh my god, it's Wen Ling!"

"This woman is really scheming. She has pulled Gu Rumeng so early, so she won't worry about it in the future, hehe."

"Don't spit out the fragrance, you are as disgusting as yourself."

"Wen Ling! She is still so handsome, and she is still gentle now. Her legs are weak..."

"soft legs +1"

"soft legs +1"

"Weak legs + ID number"

"Hey, why are your legs weak?"

"Go upstairs to the "Dream Road" polling station to watch the last video! Strong Amway!"

"Last video!"

"Last video!"

……

The promoter's entry triggered another violent screen swipe.

"Meng Qi, Meng Qi!"

"Meng Qi, I love you!"

……

Meng Qi stood in the center of the stage: "Hello everyone, welcome to watch the eighth season of "The Road to Dream". I am Meng Qi, the initiator of this season."

"Next, we solemnly invite our four mentors, Yao Fan, Xing Banlei, Feng Yiran, and Chu Xinghui. Let us welcome them with warm applause."

There are four tutors, two women and two men.

The four are all very strong, Yao Fan is the dance instructor, Feng Yiran is the singing instructor, Chu Xinghui is the creative instructor, and Xing Banlei is the image management instructor.

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The barrage is constantly being refreshed.

"I am dead, I am dead, and I am complete when I see them."

"I can understand others, so why is Xing Banlei an actor here, to watch a performance?"

"Can you hide your ignorance upstairs, don't show it, it will appear that your IQ is very low."

"Learn about Xing Banlei's playlist..."

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On the students' side, Gu Rumeng whispered next to Wen Ling: "Chu Xinghui and Xing Banlei are both from Tianhua Entertainment."

Wen Ling probed and glanced at Gu Rumeng.It is indeed royalty.

"What are you looking at!" Gu Rumeng punched Wen Ling angrily.

Netizens who watched the live broadcast on this camera began to frantically scan the barrage again.

Lingmeng CP fans have quietly appeared, and are growing silently and rapidly.After all, there are very few people who can make little princess Tianhua flirt like this.

Meng Qi spoke: "From [-]:[-] pm on Tuesday to [-]:[-] pm this Friday, I have the power numbers for all the staff in my hands. Let's watch on the big screen."

Qiao Chu's name ranked first, Gu Rumeng second, Annie sixth, Su Luonan eighth, Huang Ruoyun 42nd, Wen Ling 54th.

"The program group has been reorganized this time. The order of the hundred students has been randomly broken up, and a number has been randomly arranged. Please name your favorite number in order of ranking from high to low. The students displayed by the number will be the performers. By."

"Then, student Qiao Chu, please name your favorite number." Meng Qi raised her hand as a signal.

Qiao Chu stood up with the microphone in hand, bowed first, and then said, "66, because I hope I can go smoothly."

Qiao Chu was the cold woman sitting on Wen Ling's left in the square.

Meng Qi said: "Please display the performers on the big screen."

The number 66 kept getting bigger and bigger, and then it was broken and reassembled. A woman in a black leather jacket with an evil smile appeared, and then the two big characters gathered from both sides to the middle.

【Wen Ling】

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