The Buddhist way of chasing wives of e-sports bosses

Chapter 57
Wang Chen plugged in the earphones, put them on, and clicked play.

Li Yu saw that a big man in Wang Chen was still chasing stars, so he smiled helplessly, then patted him on the shoulder, stood up straight and said, "I'm going to continue writing the manuscript first. You can pass the pictures over later." .”

Wang Chen turned his head to the side and raised his hand to say OK, then continued to listen quietly.

Cheng Yiqing's singing voice is very special, a bit inclined to the smokey voice of Europe and America, but he usually speaks very softly.

At this moment, the voice from the earphones was low, melodious and intense, very ear-catching.

"Not everyone can live. If you can't be a star, then you will be a thunderbolt." When Wang Chen heard the chorus, his eyes widened and he unconsciously read the translated lyrics on the screen.

Click I Like, Favorite, and finally switch the single cycle mode.

Share it in the WeChat group.

The phone screen switched, and Wang Chen started the crazy Amway mode.

[Wang Chen Sticker: Woohoo, my Qingqing's song is so good, I'm going to cry. 】

[Li Yu codewriter: I'm going to cry too.Submit the drawing quickly. 】

[He Xinru's general attack: You fucking like my Qingqing? 】

[Wang Chen Sticker: Do you like it too? ? ? ? ? 】

[He Xinru's general attack: I'm a fan who claims to be a fan of my in-laws.In my lifetime series, my treasured girl was discovered? 】

[Wu Mingyao Xiaoshou: Fuck, is my family on fire?Recently, it has been frequently searched.You are also chatting. 】

[Li Yu codewriter: Niubi, there are five people in our group, do you like all three? 】

[Mo Tian typesetting gentleman: add me.I love Qingqing, I love black and white. 】

[Li Yu codewriter: So, please fans work quickly for your Qingqing, otherwise how can I help Qingqing write a promotional copy? 】

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After everyone received it in a hurry, the office team of the Odd Star News got to work one after another.

Li Yu sat behind Wang Chen, and after the WeChat group stopped——

"Li Yu, write our family's Qingqing better." After Wang Chen took off the earphones, he kicked the ground, and the swivel chair slowly slid back to Li Yu's working position, blinking his eyes.

Wang Chen turned his head and raised his eyebrows, and unceremoniously raised the condition: "Hot pot."

"OK." Li Yu winked at Wang Chen, and then slid back to his work position.

——That night, after Cheng Yiqing finished changing all her clothes, she hurried out to the company again.

I missed a day of training today, so I have to make up for it tonight anyway.

After greeting Brother Li, he took the key in the lounge and opened the door of the practice room.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Wu Ruan, Chen Sisi and Song Xin were not there.

On the same floor, only the other trainees who worked harder continued.

A corridor was brightly lit. After entering the practice room, he fumbled in the darkness and turned on the light again.

With a "click", the dark practice room was instantly lit up.

I walked over to turn on the power, and after playing the music, I immediately ran to the center of the practice room and looked at the mirror to adjust my posture.

The music has a strong sense of dynamism, which is very difficult for someone like Cheng Yiqing who is halfway out of the mountain.

A short section of popping followed by a section of Hip-Hop, Cheng Yiqing danced in front of the mirror for a long time and always made mistakes.

Replay the music and compare the movements again.

"One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, three, two, three four." Cheng Yiqing stuck to the beat and repeated the movements.

The body is pressed down, the body is rotated, and the right hand is rhythmically moving.

An hour, two hours, three hours—

Cheng Yiqing's short sleeves were soaked with sweat, and his hair was wet again.

Raising his right hand to wipe his sweat, he paused the music tiredly, and slowly sat down along the wall.

Panting heavily, Cheng Yiqing was still thinking about what happened yesterday.

After much deliberation, Cheng Yiqing felt that there was something wrong with Peng Xian who had been persuading him to drink.

Peng Xian is a big investor of the entire dance troupe and even the company. According to yesterday's seat, Song Xin has always been a flatterer but sitting next to Peng Xian is really unimaginable.

If you think about it more carefully, the development of things with a little dirtier thinking is completely different.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yiqing couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body against the cold wall.Maybe she was thinking too complicated.But until yesterday, she had kept an eye on it and had a long memory.

　I hope you can support me.

　　Thank you everyone

　　
　
(End of this chapter)