She flirts openly and secretly [entertainment circle]

With this astonishing conjecture, the time between the public selection in the afternoon has become long and frightening.

After the rankings were announced, the staff in the practice room distributed new training uniforms to each trainee in groups.

"Xiao Shen, the pink one really looks the best." Song Yi compared the training clothes to her body, her whole body brimming with excitement, "When I change into them, let's go gather!"

While Song Yi was changing clothes in the dormitory, Shen Yilan casually thought about what Han Shen said in the morning about the rules for Er Gong's selection of songs.

"Song Yi, do you know how Er Gong chooses the music?" Shen Yilan thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason.

This show is really painstaking in order to innovate, and it is not the same as other talent shows.

"It seems that people in the same group choose each other." Song Yi poked her head out of her neckline, and her voice became clear from muffled, "We can choose each other, I'll pick you what you like, and you pick what I like for me .”

"Is that so?" Shen Yilan felt that it was not that simple.

After leaving the door of the dormitory, Ye Zi, Liu Qi and several other people seemed to be walking together.

Shen Yilan pursed her lips subconsciously, touched the end of her hair with her hand, "Song Yi, let's go faster."

"Why? I won't be late, it's still early." Song Yi couldn't figure out what Shen Yilan was thinking.

"Hurry up." Shen Yilan didn't care about Song Yi's answer, she went straight forward and quickened her pace.

"Why are you so anxious!" Song Yi had no choice but to walk faster.

Walking to the corner of the corridor, the figures of the people in front had disappeared.

Shen Yilan curled her lips calmly, and did not continue to chase.

She remembered that at noon, she and Ye Zi were alone in the practice room.

Narrow, tight, suffocating.

These are a few adjectives of Shen Yilan's instinct for the situation at that time.

When she fled the practice room in a panic, Ye Zi told her to practice her courage.

I don't know if he was talking to himself or facing her back.

In the assembled practice room, the trainees had almost arrived.

The most central set has several small steps, which are convenient for the four groups of trainees s, a, b, and c to stand.

Song Yi and Shen Yilan chose to stand in the corner.

Shen Yilan actually wanted to stand with Ye Zi, but they were on the other side. If she insisted on going, the center would be Shen Yilan's.

She doesn't like this position very much, she seems too showy.

After a while, Zhou Mei walked in alone, glanced at the positions of Group S, and smoothed things over with a smile, "Is position C reserved for me?"

After easing the atmosphere, Zhou Mei went to the side of Shen Yilan, turned her whole body sideways, and waved to Ye Zi on the other side, "Ms. Ye, come quickly! I will be scared if you are not by my side! My dear Captain!"

Ye Zi really wanted to pretend that she didn't know Zhou Mei.

She glanced sideways, but chose to walk to Zhou Mei.

Zhou Mei moved aside naturally, leaving a seat between her and Shen Yilan.

"Move over there, you two, I'm going to be squeezed out!" Zhou Mei teased again.

Seeing this, Song Yi hurriedly took a few small steps towards the middle.

There are still a few minutes before the assembly time, and the trainees are all chatting.

Zhou Mei's mouth was not idle, and there were not many acquaintances, so she could only talk to Ye Zi.

Ye Zian stood quietly, not really wanting to chat.

"Ms. Ye, what will happen to Ergong's selection?"

"What do you think of my second husband choosing the cute route?"

"By the way, the food in the cafeteria tastes really good. I've gained a few pounds after exercising so much."

Ye Zi didn't answer a word, but occasionally drifted over with a slightly disgusted look in her eyes.

"Ms. Ye, your lipstick is not evenly applied." Zhou Mei didn't care, and said again.

Ye Zi's eyes that were always on the ground finally loosened a little, and her index finger touched her lower lip, "Is it here?"

"You know this yourself?" Zhou Mei was surprised by Ye Zi's magical ability, she pouted and tried to look down, "I can't see it either."

"Don't try it, I didn't touch up my makeup at noon." Ye Zi said lightly, not surprised by Zhou Mei's strange movements.

"You wiped off your lipstick, and you don't even say make it up." Zhou Mei said.

"Just wipe it off, it feels good." Ye Zi paused for a few seconds after speaking, and let out a low laugh.

Although Shen Yilan was also listening to Song Yi's endless words, she didn't really listen to much.

Ye Zi was standing next to her, and she couldn't escape her attention even if she wanted to.

The conversation between Zhou Mei and Ye Zi was clear to the ear, and Shen Yilan's eyes trembled slightly, like a butterfly just breaking out of its cocoon and struggling to flap its wings.

The culprit for the lipstick rubbing off seemed to be herself.

It's like the embarrassment of someone who has done bad things without being exposed, but is still being publicized.

There are more and more trainees in the practice room, and the standing positions are getting more and more crowded.

Shen Yilan's arm kept rubbing against Ye Zi's, which made her straighten her back as if leaning back a little to get out of the crowd at the moment.

Ye Zi quietly imitated her movements, the corners of her mouth curved deeper.

The trainees are all here, as is Group S, and the first row is even more compact.

Song Yi moved to the side, accidentally stepped on Shen Yilan's foot and quickly moved away.

Shen Yilan also kept moving to the side, but she was afraid of squeezing Ye Zi, her whole body was extremely conflicted, her footsteps took turns quickly, but she didn't move much.

Suddenly being bumped by Song Yi again, Shen Yilan leaned to the left, staggered and almost fell down.

A hand suddenly hung from her waist, firmly wrapping her arms around her slender waist.

It's Ye Zi's right hand.

After Shen Yilan managed to stand firmly, she let go.

For a short time it was like a hallucination.

However, the remaining temperature can't dissipate, and it seems that there is still a faint trend of heating up.

Because Ye Zi's hand lightly pinched the soft flesh on her waist when she left, which startled her.

But Shen Yilan didn't dare to speak, on the surface it was even more calm.

She didn't know whether such a movement could be forced or a subconscious movement after stabilizing her.

But if Song Yi helped her at this moment, she wouldn't have so many ideas born out of thin air.

Shen Yilan looked at Ye Zi's face, trying to see something from her face.

But Ye Zi only returned a questioning expression after noticing her gaze.

It seems to be a subconscious action.

Shen Yilan suddenly felt a little lost.

"Ms. Ye, Er Gong, what kind of song do you want to choose?"

In order to cover up her true thoughts, Shen Yilan searched for words.

"you guess."

Ye Zi didn't have any special ideas about the song selection, but since Shen Yilan asked, she wouldn't tell the truth.

"I don't seem to be able to guess." Shen Yilan lowered her head, "I seem to never be able to guess what Teacher Ye is thinking."

"Then ask me directly." Ye Zi said, "I know everything."