"If you''re afraid, don''t look at the audience and look straight at the camera in front." anyway, as long as they look happy, the audience can''t see the specific details at all. However, the angle of lens cutting needs to be paid more attention. It may come straight to the face at any time.

    She finally realized that the program group had another layer of good intentions. The program group was not worried about her from beginning to end, but that Mao song, who was afraid of stage fright, made her help more.

    Guo Hai quickly helped Mao song round the stage: "Xi Xi, you underestimate our Maomao. He has already experienced hundreds of battles."

    "Oh," said Nanxi, who was too lazy to give more emotion. "I was afraid of normality in the Spring Festival gala for the first time. I thought he was the same as me."

    Guo Hai suppressed the impulse to scold. Nanxi mocked people. Where is it linked with fear.

    Just want to explain a few more words, listening to Mao song tremble and say: "Xi Xi is right, I am very afraid, but I will try to overcome it."

    What can Guo Hai do when his family speaks out? Only along said: "the trouble is to lead Maomao to the Spring Festival Gala."

    Nanxi glanced close to Guo Hai, who was so frightened that he stepped back two steps and gave up the idea of pushing Mao song and increasing the distance between them. Delicate apricot eyes are clear and peaceful, but it seems to see through many things.

    "You come with me." Nanxi waved to Mao song, who followed her without asking.

    Guo Hai was anxious, but Nanxi was afraid of staring at her just now. She had to get close to Huang Yi and blow the wind in her ear to remind: "the performance starts in 10 minutes. Nanxi wears cumbersome clothes. If it gets dirty, it will affect the effect."

    Huang Yi squint like to take others as an excuse for the old fox, indifferently said: "Xi Xi has its own discretion, don''t worry."

    Guo Hai was frustrated again and decided angrily that he Zhixing, the director in charge of Tianyu entertainment, must give the other party a good response next time. The little assistant officer is very powerful.

    Nanxi takes Mao song to the bathroom. Mao song always lowers his head without paying attention and follows her into the bathroom door line.

    "Mao song, you?"

    Waiting in line for the convenient dancing girls, hearing the reputation, they gathered around them to say hello: "fairy sister, I''m your sister powder. Can you sign for me when the performance is over?"

    "Maomao, I love your song! In order to dance with you, I have worked hard for more than half a year."

    Mao song raised his head and looked at Nanxi with confused eyes.

    Nanxi was also confused, and the expected scream disappeared. If there is a scream, she can naturally comfort the girl and stimulate Mao song''s masculinity.

    At that time, she will play a delicate girl who needs Mao song''s care. He can naturally bring in feelings and abandon panic.

    But the enthusiastic girls disrupted her plan. Nanxi couldn''t help sighing that the times had changed. There were a lot of Sashuang girls. It was difficult to find a shy sister. It''s easy to turn around and find a shy brother. There''s a ready-made one around.

    Mao song''s sister fans were considerate. Seeing that Mao song was implicit and silent, the leader orderly arranged and said, "don''t squeeze into the women''s bathroom to talk, let''s step back. If we want to let the evil entertainment notes be photographed, we''ll have to scribble again."

    In a word, Mao song woke up and found that he went to the wrong place with Nanxi by mistake. He was busy coming to the security field with his sisters.

    Out of the bathroom, Nanxi glared with reproach. Guo Hai pushed aside the crowd, walked to Mao song, and dragged him out of the crowd with one hand

    "Ah, don''t push people. They are all girls. They don''t mean any harm."

    Nanxi''s kind reminder turned a deaf ear to Guo Hai.

    Several girls in the inner circle let him push a few, and the people behind made way one after another and gave Nanxi a moving look: "thank you, fairy. It doesn''t matter."

    "Yes, we made a mistake first and blocked the way."

    Huang Yi trotted over, wiped her sweat and said, "Xi Xi, come on, come on."

    The side head found that Nanxi looked at the background of Mao song and Guo Hai, his face was heavy, confused and asked, "what''s the matter?"

    Nanxi shook her head, followed Huang Yi to the special elevator for the stage lifting platform and met Mao song.

    Guo Hai seemed very angry with her nonsense, pulled up her smelly face and stood between the two.

    "People who really care about you will only think of you, so there is no need to be afraid."

    Nanxi put down a word and took Huang Yi to the second floor elevator where she came out.

    Guo Hai scolded in a low voice: "the master and servant are like birds and insinuate me. I don''t mean to think about Maomao sincerely. I bah! Maomao, I''m not hindering your happiness, but let''s choose a clever girl as the target. Nanxi has too many thorns. I''m afraid you''ll get hurt."

    "She didn''t scold you." after Mao song explained, he went up the corresponding elevator.

    Guo Hai stood in a daze. What do they mean? The hard-working sheep began to yearn for meat? We must put an end to it!

    At the end of the song of 5 minutes and 32 seconds, Nanxi stepped down from the lifting platform and gave a thumbs up to Mao song who came down on his right.

    The two smiled at each other and walked towards each other. When they were about to meet, they rushed out two figures and bravely acted as stumbling blocks.

    Guo Hai did not pull Huang Yijin into the matchmaker group, but pulled him into the destruction group.

    Huang Yi took Nanxi''s arm and led her to the West stairway. Guo Hai led Mao song to the East, with a tacit understanding.

    What was the contradiction between them? Does not exist.

    "Exaggerated." Nanxi poked it softly.

    Huang Yi said solemnly, "we have to work early in disaster prevention."

    Nanxi had no choice but to shake her head.

    Before going to bed at night, I received Mao song''s thank you message: Thank you, Xi Xi, you''re right. No matter who is waiting on the scene or who is waiting in front of the camera, they are all people who really love me. I should give back their love with a confident performance.

    Nanxi lightly pressed three words: you''re welcome.

    A gloomy inquiry floated from the side: "who should I send a message to?"

    "Zhang Yichen." nonsense. His skill is unique.

    "OK." Huang Yi lay back on the bed and covered the quilt. Show a pair of round eyes to monitor Nanxi all the time.

    Dedicated as an agent, Nanxi is in a good mood. In Huang Yi''s idea, she and Zhang Yichen only talk about business.

    Thought a turn, yes, she and Zhang Yichen should only talk about business. When did you become speechless?

    The terrible situation made Nanxi fall into the tangled Luosheng door again.

    It happened that Zhang Yichen came to the picture of lunch. He was at a private party. A cup of expensive 925 tequila was just a pastime for the predators.

    Nanxi knows that he''s not showing off. She just clicked two video invitations.

    She didn''t reply, and Zhang Yichen''s message came again: Xi''er, MCIT needs further negotiation in a year. After the old friends'' party, I went back.

    Nanxi subconsciously pressed the six words'' OK, have a safe trip '', tangled up the two person model, deleted it and changed it to: are you reporting the itinerary with me?

    Zhang Yichen: you just found out.

    Nanxi: Er, why do you suddenly have this habit?

    Zhang Yichen answered rightly: I''m doing what a husband should do.

    Husband

    Nanxi was speechless for a moment, and suddenly missed his strange tone. In that way, two people can quarrel a few words, play with the trend, blame each other, and stop such behavior.

    As early as the end of the live broadcast, she made far more money than their debt with principal and interest.

    Zhang Yichen abnormally transferred all the net income of the live broadcast into her account. When the capital with profit as the head began to make no profit, she was afraid.

    She can''t afford what he wants.

    After receiving the message from [wait for me to go home], Nanxi was served by Huang Yi: "go to sleep, Xixi. It''s understandable that others were too excited to sleep at the Spring Festival Gala. You''re good. Chatting delays sleep time. Amy told you to sleep enough for eight hours so that she can take her makeup."

    "All right." Nanxi locked her cell phone. Think about tomorrow.

    On New Year''s Eve, when I open my eyes in the morning, I enter a busy state. Send the swarming New Year SMS to Huang Yi for reply.

    Mass sending seems to lack sincerity. Huang Yi will copy 20 templates every year, randomly combine the words and sentences in the template, and add the other party''s name at the beginning. It''s very sincere to force the grid to upgrade several levels.

    Amy gave Nanxi the required makeup, played it on her face with professional techniques, and hummed: "I''m a painter with strong painting skills. I want to paint the broken house beautifully."

    Nanxi and Huang Yi protested one after another when they first heard the evil and interesting songs. But Amy has her own personality. There are only two requirements for the company.

    1、 She can compromise her style for her work, but she is not allowed to limit her personal preferences that have nothing to do with her work.

    2、 Wages rise with the market.

    With Amy''s excellent strength and little character, her best friends put up with it.

    Nanxi asked Huang Yi to take the spare mobile phone, together with Ning Wei''s video, and asked: "do the two old people stay in the devil for the new year?"

    Ning Wei: "the second old man went back to Magpie Hill today and said he would pay New Year''s greetings to the friends of mordu in advance. There are many old guys in magpie hill and come back on the fourth day of the new year. Sister Xi can rest assured that they promised to fly back and forth."

    "Well, does magpie Hill need to be isolated?" Nanxi worried that Fu Ke was coming. The second old man was trapped. Shouldn''t he be so unlucky?

    Ning Wei''s face was filled with pride: "I asked, no need."

    "OK, hard work."

    Ning Wei checked the year-end bonus information of the extra two months'' salary and repeatedly replied: "no pain, no pain, what should be done."

    Everyone''s way of celebrating the Spring Festival has its own characteristics. Yang Panpan has rubbed his hands and is in a field.

    Ning Wei''s video was just cut off, and Yang Panpan sent a warm invitation: "sister Xi, you can''t stay at work during the Spring Festival. Let''s go skiing in Beidaihe all year round. Reward yourself and come back for ten days and a half months."

    Ruthless answering machine · Xi: "the audition is over on the fifth day of the ninth day, and it can be started on the sixth morning at the latest. Zhou Jie has passed. Good day."

    Yang Panpan was so excited that he scolded, "labor and capital believe your evil!" he got on the wrong boat!!

    After a busy morning and entering the live broadcast room of the Spring Festival Gala in the afternoon, Nanxi played a twelve point spirit to prevent the host from raiding.

    On the way to the tea room, Duan Jingyuan met Duan Jingyuan. Duan Jingyuan hooked her arm and took him in the opposite direction.

    "In the dangerous area ahead, leave it to the little stars who like to stand up. Let''s go opposite and have a drink."

    Nanxi understood the slang and nodded: "yes, does sister Duan go to Meidi for the new year?"

    Duan Jingyuan sighed, "I can''t go. Let''s watch the Spring Festival. When the epidemic situation is better controlled, I should be able to go. The child has long missed his father."

    They sat in the rest area and each took a bottle of mineral water from the water table. Nanxi tried to unscrew it several times but didn''t open it. Duan Jingyuan took it and helped her unscrew it twice.

    "President Zhang''s little wife doesn''t touch Yang spring water."

    Nanxi cooperatively handed over a weak smile, "people are accurate. Sister Duan doesn''t want me to work hard."

    Duan Jingyuan was ashamed of the level 10 tea art. After chatting, Duan Jingyuan pulled into her chair and whispered: "The God of death and death, the Dragon wild, has made people in the entertainment industry feel insecure. There are several marriages in our business that will be violent. We have to hide them. In case we let them poke them out and go to the edge of bad artists. If we do it publicly, it may end up in a dead end. It''s disturbing. Do you and president Zhang plan to announce it?"

    Nanxi still has no clue about the problem that has plagued her for many days. She cares about how to deal with the two people and their relationship, and the operation problem is not her consideration.

    "I''ll keep it a secret for the time being. What''s sister Duan going to do?"

    Seeing no one around, Duan Jingyuan crossed her legs, took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, took out one, threw the cigarette box on the table, and took a few puffs to relieve her irritability.

    "I''ll wait until I meet his father and discuss it." after inhaling deeply, I threw the cigarette end into the trash can beside the table.

    Suddenly, a pair of slender hands covered the cigarette box. Duan Jingyuan was wondering when Nanxi smoked?

    After a burst of footsteps approaching, the leader handed the microphone to the two people: "I like the Spring Festival. What do you want to say to the audience in front of the TV?"

    Nanxi pulled the smoke off the table at a very fast speed and covered it with a skirt by slightly moving down the gap.

    Duan Jingyuan''s face flashed the color of panic. Then the corners of her mouth raised and arched her hands. "I wish you all good luck in the year of the ox."

    "Thank you, movie queen."

    The host winked at the person who resisted the lens, focused the lens on Nanxi and asked, "I heard that Nanxi baby played an exotic beauty in this Spring Festival Gala. Does it collide with the image in the MV of the Silk Road?"

    Flattery left no trace. Nanxi smiled: "it''s different. I believe it will surprise everyone."

    "Let''s wait and see the performance of the two film queens."

    They smiled like flowers and nodded together.

    When they were far away, Nanxi looked around vigilantly and handed back the smoke from under the table.

    Whisper: "sister Duan, please bear it. Try not to smoke here."

    Duan Jingyuan thanked her and said, "well, thank you, Xiaoxi."

    At eight o''clock sharp, all kinds of delicacies were brought to the table by famous chefs wearing white high top chef hats.

    But the owners of the largest villa in mordu didn''t pay attention to the delicious food, and all looked forward to gathering in front of the TV in the hall.

    The white haired old man held the reading glasses and said with dissatisfaction: "the host''s temperament is not as good as our Xi''er. It''s better to let us Xi''er go."

    Zhang''s mother covered her nipple with one hand and put her old hand on the golden nanmu tea table: "Mom, don''t dare to talk nonsense during the new year. Touch the wood and take back what she just said. If Xi''er is elected as the host next year, she will have to stay at the scene all night and can''t be reunited with us."

    Grandma Zhang stroked the table angrily: "the Jade Emperor and queen mother, what I said just now, don''t come true."