Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

She spent the next five days practicing in hell.

It means that as long as you are alive, you should practice until you die.

The fire skirt dance was prepared by her for the exhibition competition, so she had to succeed and not fail. She was determined to do it.

This is a fire skirt dance that was innovated by Persian dancers. It takes the phoenix as its belief and is as tough and strong as the phoenix.

The phoenix is ​​reborn, and its soul is immortal.

This kind of dance cannot be practiced indoors, so in order to achieve a realistic performance effect, she must practice outdoors.

Because she was not very skilled at the beginning, many sparks even burned the ends of her hair and her ankles, leaving several obvious burn marks on her fair skin.

Although the injury was not actually serious, her foot still looked red and swollen.

During the live broadcast, fans kept asking questions on the public screen and sent private messages one after another, but she could only cover it up. Only 80,000 people knew what she was doing recently.

After the last day of live streaming, Su Bing pulled her hand and complained, "The exhibition match is tomorrow. How long are you going to be so secretive?"

"You can finally go out with me tonight to relax, right? How about I take you to meet the man I captured the other day?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at Wen Shiyun with interest in her eyes.

Wen Shiyun covered her lips and smiled in surprise, "I've been so busy these days that I didn't even know you managed to win that handsome guy over."

"Then you agree?"

"Okay, okay, where should we meet?" Wen Shiyun replied helplessly, her eyes full of tenderness and pampering.

“Still in that bar.”

"Okay, wait till I change my clothes."

Turning around, Wen Shiyun narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly and had some guesses. It seemed that the world plot could no longer be restrained and began to move forward.

She had noticed a few days ago that the light spot detecting the heroine in her mind was getting weaker day by day, and now it was almost invisible. The place where Ning Yuzhi had been frequently wandering recently was that bar.

She really should go and take a look.

"Let's go."

-

As night falls, the bar street is still brightly lit.

Su Bing pulled her in impatiently and sat in the seat her boyfriend had reserved for her. Her eyes met with the handsome young man performing above, and they smiled at each other. Wen Shiyun couldn't help but curl her lips and pretended to be dissatisfied, "You're showing off your love to me."

Su Bing put his arm around her shoulders and smiled happily, "Hehe, we are in the honeymoon period, why don't you find someone someday? Our Shiyun is so pretty, it's not impossible for her to find one."

The two were still joking with each other. As soon as the conversation ended, Wen Shiyun saw Song Liren's figure flash past the door.

Coupled with the light spot belonging to the male protagonist in her mind, she was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to chase him, but Su Bing quickly grabbed him.

Her eyes widened. It was the first time she saw her anxious look. She was a little curious, "Where are you going, Shiyun?"

Wen Shiyun hugged her, a little anxious. "I just saw someone I know and wanted to go see him. Su Bing, can I ask you guys out next time? I promise to treat you to a big meal then, and you can't bargain."

Seeing her rare anxious look, Su Bing quickly said, "Go quickly. I can see him anytime. He sings there at a fixed time every day, and he can't run away."

She took a sip and then walked in the direction where the man disappeared outside.

In just a moment, Song Liren had walked seven or eight hundred meters away. She hurriedly chased in the direction of the light spot, but found that Ning Yuzhi's light spot and the male protagonist's light spot slowly overlapped.

She frowned slightly, pondered the possibility of a private meeting between the two for a few seconds, and immediately shook her head to reject it.

"Logically speaking, men wouldn't have a very good impression of Ning Yuzhi, so they wouldn't go out to meet her alone at night."

Without hesitation, she quickened her pace and even jogged over to the back.

-

The surrounding environment became more and more desolate, with fewer and fewer people, and there were large warehouses all around.

Just as she reached the door, she was knocked unconscious by a stick. She felt a sharp pain in the back of her head and lost consciousness. But before closing her eyes, she still forced herself to see the figures of a man and a woman in front of her.

Although it has become a phantom, she will not make a mistake.

It’s Ning Yuzhi.

Is she crazy?

Until the last moment, she had never expected that the heroine would turn into such a villain. Although the appearance of the person standing next to her was unclear, she could tell at that moment that the person was obviously not the hero.

Song Liren slowly pushed open the door of the factory. The dilapidated door creaked and there was no one inside.

Despite years of training, he did not let down his guard. He lowered his eyes to look at the mottled footprints on the ground that were obviously freshly stepped on. He smiled nonchalantly, took off his glasses, unbuttoned two buttons on his chest, and vaguely saw the lines and texture of the muscles underneath his chest.

He glanced gloomily at the corner behind the door, and kicked the man away as the stick was about to come down.

The headache-stricken Dakuai's face was distorted. Seeing that the sneak attack failed, he became angry and yelled behind him, "What are you doing? Come up and catch him!"

The younger brothers hiding behind the cargo box rushed out with wooden sticks in their hands. Song Liren dodged them neatly one by one and knocked them to the ground one by one. He was not at a disadvantage at all when facing nearly twenty people alone.

Just as he was about to pick up the big guy and ask, a familiar male voice came from behind, along with applause.

"As expected of Mr. Song, his skills are excellent."

Song Liren turned around and saw the man carrying Ning Yuzhi, and two men behind him carrying Wen Shiyun walking towards him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and saw at a glance that the woman was obviously unconscious, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Song Liren lowered his eyes slightly to hide the strange color in his pupils that shrank when he saw the woman injured, without revealing any emotion.

He laughed in anger, his drooping eyelids completely concealing his coldness. He pulled the corners of his mouth lightly, it was hard to tell whether it was a sarcasm or a smile.

"What? The dignified eldest young master of the Lin family has fallen to the point of holding a powerless woman hostage?"

His voice was light, but with a hint of coolness.

"Really? I overestimated you."

Ning Yuzhi followed Lin Shao, and the moment she saw Song Liren appear, she slowed down her pace a little uneasily, as if something had deviated from its original track and made them stand on completely opposite sides.

She stood aside and quietly lowered her presence, hoping to be an inconspicuous vase.

It was as if after she decided to accept the business card that Lin Shao handed her in the bar that night, many things could no longer be undone.

The more you want to get closer, the further away you are.

But she would not admit that it was her fault. She looked at Wen Shiyun who was being held up, with obvious hatred in her eyes.

She did nothing wrong. As long as she was destroyed, everything would return to the way it was before, and she would still be the beloved... Ning Yuzhi.

Song Liren was not stupid. He recognized Ning Yuzhi at a glance. She was the woman his brother had just introduced to him not long ago. It had only been a short time since she got close to Lin Yi. That domineering Lin family was really... stupid.

When Lin Yi heard what he said, he smiled maliciously and didn't mind at all. He didn't have any bottom line anyway.

"Isn't this the woman you saved? As long as she's important to you, then she's useful. As long as she's useful, it doesn't matter to me whether she's a powerless woman or not."

Lin Yi enjoyed watching the rare silence and forbearance of the man opposite him. He had a basic understanding of Song Liren. He would never speak if he could take action. The fact that he could say these words just showed how special this woman was to him.

"I'm not like those high-sounding gentlemen who claim not to bully women. To me, useless people are useless."

"Or...dead people."

The people who were knocked down around them sparsely climbed up. Lin Yi waved his hand, and more than ten people followed behind.

"Don't worry, I won't touch her for the time being before you die. After all..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, which was somewhat meaningful and he seemed to be pretending to be profound.

Wen Shiyun had slowly regained consciousness when she entered the room, but in order to infer the situation around her, she had to continue pretending to faint so that others could relax. When she heard their conversation, she guessed that the male protagonist should be surrounded.

A trap was set up to lure the male protagonist into the trap, but because of her intervention, he was also trapped in the trap.

She couldn't be a burden, but now, she could only wait and see.

If necessary, she will protect Song Liren.

He is the key to her mission. The system's energy may be able to save her life, but she cannot gamble with the male protagonist's life.

"You talk too much nonsense." Song Liren stood in the middle of the crowd wearing a black jacket. He had a tough outline and dark eyes. Even though he was surrounded by more than thirty people, he did not show any fear.

His eyes darted around like a lone wolf, as if looking for an opportunity to strike.