After "Concubine Dai's Allure" was officially completed, Yun Bingyan declined the celebration banquet.

It is now approaching the end of the year, and the Spring Festival Gala is only a few days away.

The previous rehearsals were all in his own villa with Mo Ziran, but after all, the venue was limited, and the various soundtrack equipment was not complete, so the two of them were in the company's venue for the final rehearsal these days.

Except for Tang Sheng, who always ran here with a dead face and thought about spoilers, everything else went well.

The day before Chinese New Year's Eve, the night before the Spring Festival Gala, the two rehearsed until half past eight.

Tang Sheng yawned, listening to the crazy shouting of firecrackers and fireworks outside, feeling that his heart had been vicissitudes.

People are old and don't look forward to the New Year as much as children.

He was about to pat his ass and leave, when he heard Mo Ziran say to Yun Bingyan.

"On the first day of junior high school, come home with me. ”

Tang Sheng was startled, and his ears pricked up.

Yun Bingyan rubbed her arm, a little confused, "Didn't I live in your house all the time?"

Mo Ziran helped Yun Bingyan rub his sore limbs, his voice soft but determined, "My real home." Mohism. ”

Yun Bingyan's heart skipped a beat.

So fast?

Tang Sheng poured himself a few sips of mineral water, not knowing what mood he was in.

Yun Bingyan blinked her eyelashes slightly, slightly uneasy, "Is something wrong?"

Mo Ziran grabbed her and stroked her hair, "No." Always let you accept, all of me. ”

Before Yun Bingyan could speak, he was pulled over by Tang Sheng.

"Bing Yanyan, let's take a step to speak. ”

The rooftop outside the rehearsal room is the ultimate in cold wind.

Yun Bingyan gathered the plush coat on his body, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said sullenly: "Let's be honest." ”

Tang Sheng looked at the fireworks outside, then at Yun Bingyan, and sighed.

"I don't know why he's taking you back over there this time. But ......"

Tang Sheng swallowed his saliva, and for some reason it was difficult to speak.

"I should let you know that Mo Ziran is over there...... There is a childhood sweetheart who has been very close and unrelated since childhood.。 ”

Yun Bingyan raised her eyebrows slightly.

Why can't dog blood always escape?

Tang Sheng suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha, I won't tease you, it's a bamboo horse." Male. ”

Yun Bingyan really wanted to blow up Tang Sheng's dog head, "You are looking for death." ”

Tang Sheng tried hard to cover his mouth to prevent himself from laughing too stupidly, and comforted Yun Bingyan and said, "You don't have to worry about returning to the Mo clan this time, let alone have pressure." You're not one over there, and they won't do anything to you. ”

......

The next day, Yun Bingyan and Mo Ziran arrived at the Spring Festival Gala at three o'clock.

This Spring Festival Gala did not announce the program list, and all the programs were kept secret.

The venue was densely populated, and the Spring Festival Gala arranged a separate rehearsal hall for Yun Bingyan and Mo Ziran, and the band equipment was ready.

Although this is not the first time Yun Bingyan has appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, it is the first time to perform a special performance.

It's impossible not to be nervous.

At this time, night is approaching, and the time is moving towards eight o'clock little by little.

Yun Bingyan changed into a white magnificent performance costume, and waited backstage as gorgeous and quiet as an elegant swan.

Mo Ziran held Yun Bingyan's hand, warm and reassuring.

At eight o'clock, a series of fireworks burst into the night sky of Huadu in a grand and splendid manner, shaking all the senses of everyone in the square.

At the scene of the Spring Festival Gala in Huadu, the national TV screen has begun to make noise.

After that, the four presenters appeared.

After solemnly greeting the audience, the Spring Festival Gala was officially announced.

The hostess kept the most appropriate smile and began to look back on the major events of the year.

From various scientific and technological inventions to various international awards, Yun Bingyan's Cannes actress is also mentioned.

The drumming opening was the first performance, followed by the second show by Yun Bingyan and Mo Ziran.

The host smiled mysteriously, and the camera turned.

The live international band has begun to play, from quiet small pieces to magnificent and magnificent.

On the huge stage, the blue and cold white lights are scattered, and the fog is rising.

The lights gradually focused, and the elevator rose.

The familiar voice suddenly rose, and the audience held their breath and stared, and their hearts were pounding.

The long black hair reaches the waist, and the long skirt that is as bright as snow is silky and swaying, and the aura is as strong as the return of the king.

The audience boiled, and the people in front of the TV suppressed exclamations.

All kinds of group chats are frantically swiping the screen.

"Oh my God!"

"Damn!ahhhh

“！！！！！”

"My mom, the Spring Festival Gala is so powerful!!hahahaha

"Yun Bingyan !!"

"It's her!ahhhh

"The first time I went to the Spring Festival Gala was the second show!

"This looks so good! Kill me!"

The light changed again, and there seemed to be a long figure slowly coming out in the dark, with a long body and a strong momentum.

Unseen, mad.

The scene screamed like crazy, and his voice was hoarse and he didn't know it.

The group chat exploded instantly.

"Ahh!!!h

"the hell, the hell, the hell, the Ink Actor, I'm not blind, I'm

"Instant suffocation. Is it really him, I'm going crazy."

"I screamed like a fool with my mom"

"I'm screaming in a few buildings here, it, it's amazing!"

"Crying !!"