When I returned to the dormitory at night, I was not lightly abused, and I lay down in the dormitory.

The girls in the dormitory were all miserable, they couldn't, and even one girl couldn't stay up, so she was picked up by her parents that day, and there was no other way than to regret it.

A few girls have gone with you one after another, because this wants to ask for this bowl of rice, you must pass this pass, the company's assessment is very strict, not just rely on your appearance to hang others, you can go through this pass, it is more of a comprehensive ability.

After that, I spent more than a month training intensively.

From acting, vocal music, etiquette, dance, speech and eloquence...... Later, basic business English was added.

I've been abused by the body class a thousand times, and I treat it like my first love.

The cultural class has reduced my psychological burden, after all, I am a proper scholar, plus I used to study script editing, and it also involves the history of theater art, which is equivalent to re-studying, and all kinds of theoretical knowledge are not difficult for me.

So I have plenty of time to study for my culture class, and I have time to go back to my grandmother.

Every time I go home to see my grandmother, my grandmother will cook me a lot of delicious things, and my grandmother is alone at home, in fact, I am more worried.

I want to get this trainee over as soon as possible, so that I can go back to live at home.

Dance classes are one of the biggest hurdles for me, people who have never practiced their limbs since childhood, suddenly have to train at such a high intensity, you can imagine that you can't hold on to such things as crotch presses.

That kind of pain is called heart-rending.

There is also a kind of pain called no turning back.

Abused me thousands of times, and I still treat you like my first love.

Spelled.

As you can imagine, after such intense training, it is easy to jump and run. I even feel like a crazy puppy in the prairie, of course, this is just a personal fantasy of mine.

Shouting freely and loudly, running loudly, sweating profusely, scolding the teacher after class, and even participating in a small dispute between female classmates, this dispute is proved with fists.

I remember that my hind legs were vigorous, and a low-end version of the sweeping leg became famous, and I was called a "woman" by my classmates.

This is something I have never done in my previous life, in my previous life, I followed the rules, did my duty, and was full of everyone and everything, so you observe the mood of others, for fear that others will be unhappy for a while, and make yourself feel panicked.

In fact, I have always lived in the eyes of others, and I dare not be careless.

Even, I love Chen Jiangyang so humbly, and under this unequal situation of love, I am willing to give everything for him.

So in the end, he didn't even die.

I'm finally living the way I like it.

I was obsessed with dance, but it was my worst course, and I still treated it as tireless as a first love, feeling the freedom of the blood rushing, feeling the sweat to the fullest, spinning in circles and giggling.

Never worry about your heart again.

I now have a very healthy and powerful heart.

I can now fight to the death with this sentence without restraint.

Finally, my dance foundation has improved a little bit, but I still have no way to completely master this body, so that I can integrate it with dance music.

At the very least, dancing is like a clumsy duck.

When I blushed and looked at me in the mirror, I would never feel a trace of strangeness again, and the vivid and enthusiastic life in the mirror was myself.

Unconsciously, after a period of time, I even began to forget my ordinary face in the past.

Isn't man always looking forward?

News is really like a rapid change, and there is so much news that it is difficult for all past news to appear in front of others.

Xingchen International Media has returned to normal operation, he is like a machine, even if you are missing a part, there is a part that can be replaced immediately, and it will not make this empire unable to operate because of the damage of one part.

Therefore, the death of "me" is like throwing myself into a small lake for an hour, and after a few traces of water, I can no longer withstand a trace of waves in the deep sea of the entertainment industry.

It was like a puff of smoke.

So it didn't cause any more topics, welcome Chen Jiayang and Cecilia Li's various scandal messages, the previous quarrel was in full swing, and for some reason, there was no follow-up to this kind of news.

It's an occasional few inconspicuous gossip reporters, who are really bored, and when they post any manuscripts, they send these news to stir up, mix up a few clicks, and it's gone.

For this, I think the two of them are quite self-aware, the so-called dead are great, and these moral hearts should still be there, even if they are just making an appearance for the world to see.

As soon as they stepped into the palace of Hades with their front feet, they entered the cave with joy with their hind feet.

People are doing it, the sky is watching, mixing in the entertainment industry, at least one party will quit, and you can get lucky to play a side game, Cecilia Li's withdrawal is the best choice.

I'm crazy, really crazy, I'm actually helping them think of their best solution.

Even if there is still a little pain in my heart, I look at them now like a pair of gossip men and women in the entertainment industry.

Sometimes the most people can't deceive is themselves, they have escaped the years, and they can't hide from their own hearts.

So every time in the dead of night, lying on the company couch, everything here. Every grass, every tree, every flower, and every world is so familiar to me.

Every brick and tile of the company seems to have the breath of Chen Jiayang, those people in the dormitory are girls, and he is the one who talks more about them, and he is also their biggest object of affection.

It's him, it's always him, and even though I haven't met him yet, all the news is coming in and out of me.

There is nowhere to hide.

His name is like a poison that goes deep into my bone marrow, and I always inadvertently think of the six years I have been entangled with him, and I can't sleep at night.

I often wonder, what the hell was he thinking?

I know that today I admit that I still can't understand him, and after three years of sleeping together, I can't understand that he belongs to that type of person.

Chen Jiayang has a lot of words in his heart that he won't say directly, many times I can only rely on me to guess, I can't help but say, he has indeed done a lot of things to this group, and there are not too many scandals in his married life, otherwise I know that there are many girls who want to pursue him in life.

I've even received death threats, which of course came from his brain-dead fans.

Whenever this happens, he always hugs me, gently strokes my hair, and tells me not to think nonsense.

Besides.

I have to admit that Chen Jiayang is also a very gentle and considerate Gu family man, and conspiracy theories about his motives aside.

He belongs to the kind of man who will hand me a glass of water to my pillow when I say a word in the middle of the night, and when I am hungry, he will make me noodles and make dumplings.

When I go out with him for socializing, he always considerately helps me hold my satchel, even when he goes out to film, he will call him every day, remember all the anniversaries, send flowers and watches, send expensive gifts, photos are always kept in his wallet, and even WeChat and QQ avatars are my appearance.

The personality messages are: 3,000 weak water, I only take one scoop to drink.

I am spoiled by him like a princess living in the palace, and he undoubtedly does not take care of official and private affairs.

is simply the heroine who has lived in Qiong Yao's drama, and the male protagonist in the play loves you to the point of madness: I am the wind, you are the sand, sweet to the end of the world.

In everyone's eyes, Chen Jiayang and I are deeply in love, happy and loving, a model for most newcomers, and a media once described our marriage as a clear stream in the entertainment industry.

Chen Jiayang's acting skills are perfect, coupled with his perfect marriage, his image is completely perfect to flawless.

His perfection brings higher popularity to Xingchen International, and the two complement each other.

At that time, I was often lost in his sweetness, his perfection seemed to me to be even more humble, and I even felt that I was not in the blue sky from the ancestral tomb, and how could he have the beautiful scenery of this life.

So don't say he's a celebrity superstar, even if he's an ordinary person, I'm willing to give him everything I have.

The saying is very good, perfection is flaw.

Looking back now, there is an even bigger flaw behind the perfection.

I really hated it, why did he hide himself so deeply? For three years, I couldn't see a single flaw.

How much can this man endure, how deep his heart is, and he can still maintain this state in the face of a woman he doesn't love every day, you can imagine how terrible the true purpose behind him is.

It wasn't an accident that happened to me.

I really doubt how long he can endure it, and in what way will he expose his true colors? Maybe even more cruel than he is now.

He was like an executioner, he drew his bow and full of arrows early, and he pointed it at my heart early, and even guessed that his heartless arrow must be full of strength and inevitable.

So in his life, there is absolutely no possibility of escape.

It's because I love so humblely.

One day, maybe I'll ask him to find out, but it's not the time.

As I thought about it, I suddenly felt a dull pain in my heart, and I knew it was an illusion, and my hands fell limply from the air.

Rolled over and closed his eyes.

Finally, tears slid down the corners of his eyes and into his sideburns.

Outside the window is a waning moon, starlight, whose starry sky will it be? Who will become whose bright starlight?

I wrapped the cover up and felt a trace of warmth.