Who says that real and fake daughters must fight each other?

After waiting for a long time, He Youyou and the other three finally arrived.

The first thing he saw was He Lin, whose face was as pale as a ghost.

He Youyou was curious, "Your face is so stinky, brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yun He suppressed her laughter and went over to whisper to Lin Yin and He Youyou.

In fact, their whispers were not too quiet, and Chu You, Chen Sui, and He's father and others behind them all heard it.

Not to mention that they have to laugh while talking about it.

That damn girl He Youyou even looked at him with a mocking look several times!

He Lin wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

If he could live his life over again, he would not step into this VIP room today!

A celebrity scared him so much that he ran around the VIP room, not knowing where to put his face.

The group walked out of the airport in a grand manner.

Yunhe and several other girls walked in front, while He Lin walked side by side with several other boys.

Someone patted his shoulder lightly, and He Lin turned his head to look at Chen Sui.

The other person tried to hold back his laughter, but couldn't help it, revealing his white teeth.

She gave him a thumbs-up again; "Brother, you are very lucky."

He Lin made a sour face and kicked Chen Sui.

"Get lost."

"Hahahahahaha~" Chen Sui didn't even bother to hide his laughter.

Looking at these two brainless and unhappy people, Chu You shook his head.

Looking forward, you can see the girl's bright face.

Thinking of that night, he just sighed slightly, his eyes full of loneliness.

I know your heart is far away.

In front, Yun He tilted his head slightly as if sensing something.

Seeing Chu You’s obviously depressed expression, he sighed imperceptibly.

The next morning, He Youyou came to Yunhe with her cell phone.

He Youyou was wearing pink pajamas with a teddy bear design. Her face was still a little swollen after waking up, and she looked plumper than her previous thin face.

It looks easy to pinch at first glance.

Thinking so and doing so, Yun He pinched He Youyou's face.

Seeing her glaring at him in pretended anger, he smiled even more happily.

After a while, Yun He asked, "Why do you want to see me so early in the morning?"

He Youyou pouted, blinked her eyes, and stared at Yunhe.

She shyly grabbed the hem of Yunhe's clothes and shook them.

She said shyly, "Promise me something, sister."

Yunhe refused without thinking.

"I do not."

Oh my, Lin Yin was right!

He Youyou was unwilling to give up, so she used her persistence to pester Yunhe for the whole morning.

He would sit next to her even when she was eating, and he would squat next to her computer desk and watch her while she was typing.

It was as if Yunhe had abused her.

What Yun He couldn't stand the most was that she had to squat at the door and wait even to go to the toilet!

After a while, Yunhe surrendered.

"I'm convinced, really convinced. What do you want me to do?"

He Youyou pouted and snorted strangely.

It's like saying, little bastard, I knew you couldn't stand my persistence.

After showing off, he hurriedly showed Yunhe the message sent by Lin Yin.

There was a lot of information, but Yunhe only remembered a few key words.

Tomorrow, auditions for the girl group...

Turning around and looking at He Youyou with bright eyes, what else is there to not understand?

Looking back, I realized I was on a pirate ship.

Yunhe shouted that she refused to do it.

He Youyou grasped the meaning with just a few words.

"Half a million."

Yunhe stopped shouting immediately.

She thought, well, with 500,000 yuan, it wouldn't be impossible to go on a talent show.

Anyway, with her level, she might be eliminated in the first round.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she would be eliminated in the first round. After all, she really hadn't learned anything.

He Youyou comforted Yun He, "Tomorrow is just the audition, and we'll initially keep 100 people. We don't have to film the show yet, so don't be nervous."

Yun He: "No, no, no, I'm not nervous."

After saying that, he curiously asked He Youyou: "Is Lin Yin going too?"

He Youyou nodded, "Of course, the three of us will go to He Yu's cousin's agency together. It's a big company, so it must be awesome."

Thinking of what He Lin had taught her a few days ago, she felt like she was about to say something but stopped herself.

The big company you mentioned is only half the size of your He Group.

"I have to prepare a one-minute talent show tomorrow, sis. What are you good at?"

Yun He hesitated, "I'm good at typing? I type super fast! I can use a fake account to criticize those who criticize my book."

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, as if as long as He Youyou gave the order, she could carry the keyboard and go against the wind to criticize the other party.

“That doesn’t count!!!”

Tired.

How could her half-sister do such a thing with such a stunningly beautiful face!

It's unimaginable.

Oh ~

Yun He lowered his head regretfully and thought for a while.

"I'm good at solving problems, and I can even show them how to solve a math Olympiad problem in one minute."

Congratulations, Your Health Hand.

Yes, but not necessary.

"Then can you sing?"

Yun He shook his head and said honestly, "I'm not very good at it."

He Youyou felt a little relieved, finally there was someone more reliable.

"Then try singing a few lines."

Yun He blinked her watery eyes, thought for a moment, and then said, "The dark sky hangs low, and the cool stars follow..."

After reading it once, he looked at He Youyou, and the other person's eyes lit up.

"That's amazing! Sis, you sing so beautifully!"

Who would have thought that Chong'erfei would be so compatible with her sister's cool and youthful voice!

Yunhe chuckled.

But her sister's voice when singing "The Insects Are Flying" is a bit lacking in style.

After searching for a long time, I finally chose the song "Bridge of Tears".

The cool voice and sad songs are forever the god!

First register for Yunhe online, and then take Yunhe for emergency training after the registration is completed.

In the evening she will practice the dance she prepared.

We can only catch Yunhe now.

It’s true that He Youyou is really talented in art.

After listening to it once or twice, you will be able to learn it and can teach Yunhe in return.

Because Yunhe has no other foundation, she can only try singing as a talent.

Unlike her and Lin Yin.

She has studied jazz for more than ten years, and Lin Yin has studied classical dance for seven or eight years.

They all have a basis.

Yunhe was forced to sing the Bridge of Tears dozens of times.

Only when her throat was dry did He Youyou let her go.

He Youyou went to the dance studio which she hadn't been to for a long time.

The dance studio is hidden in the basement of my house. I haven’t been there for a long time.

Fortunately, the aunties cleaned it very well and there was no dust.

Entered the dance studio and adjusted the sound system.

As soon as the song started, He Youyou seemed like a different person.

Dancing passionately with confidence on her face, this is her field.

Every time she danced, she felt relaxed all over.

After the song was over, He Youyou felt like crying.

I haven't danced for more than half a year, and I thought I would be too awkward to dance a complete dance.

Not really.

The sweat that is shed freely while dancing, the confidence that is expressed, and the vigorous vitality.

All of this made He's mother, who was watching silently behind the dance studio, sigh with emotion.

He's father touched her hand.

“The kids have their own path.”

Of course He's mother knew it, she nodded and sighed slightly.

Half jokingly, he said, "Xiao He is going too. He Lin is a weirdo. Is the He family going to be handed over to our little He Xing?"

Thinking of He Xing, who at the age of three could already make the seven-year-old boy from the Xue family next door run around in circles, He's father sneered.

"Don't tell me, it's really possible."

He Xing: Does the burden of supporting the family really have to fall on my young shoulders?