The girl nodded, "Yes." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but soon it won't be. ”

"What's going on, offending people?" Feng Kui knew very well about the shady existence of these talent shows. Whether a contestant can go to the end is not based on whether his talent is good enough, but whether the relationship is strong enough.

For example, the girl in front of her doesn't look like a rich person when she dresses up, and she definitely has no money to do anything. It's normal to be eliminated.

Who knows, but the girl shook her head.

"Did the show go wrong?"

The girl shook her head again.

Feng Kui didn't understand: "It's strange, I didn't offend anyone, and the performance was fine." Why did "The Girl in the Neon Dress" eliminate you? With a look like you, you should be a favorite contestant of the program team!"

Although the girl is thin, because of her small size, she doesn't look skinny and abrupt as a whole. On the contrary, with a slightly baby fat face and a ponytail tied at the back of her head, she is filled with a sense of innocence of a girl next door.

This genre, whether it is a singing program or a dance program, is a very popular genre among the audience.

"The Girl in the Neon Dress" is a civilian dance show, and the dancers of this girl next door should be the most in line with the requirements of the program. How could Zhang Heming be willing to eliminate such a player?

Wang Yong smiled and brought over a drawer of steamed buns, put them in front of the girl, and said, "Eat first, and talk while eating." I guess it has something to do with what Zhang Heming said in the director's office. ”

Feng Kui thought for a moment and recalled Zhang Heming's words. At that time, Zhang Heming was like a dumb riddle with the director, saying that something was too big and asked the director to find a way. The director didn't plan to take over this hot potato at all, and threw it back to Zhang Heming.

Apparently Zhang Heming has already made a decision.

Could it be that the hot potato that gave the director and Zhang Heming a headache at the same time was this girl?

"I guess, something must have happened to you that made Zhang Heming a little afraid of you, so he chose to knock you out of the show. Right?" Wang Yong said slowly, biting a bun in his mouth.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"This incident not only makes Zhang Heming afraid of you like a tiger, but even Yanjing TV is unwilling to take responsibility. There are only two possibilities, one is that there is a problem with your identity, such as an artist on the blacklist of radio and television. The other is that you have a major physical problem. At your age, there is basically no possibility of being on the blacklist of radio and television. Then it's the second one, let's say, what kind of disease do you have?" Wang Yong didn't finish chewing the bun and said again.

The girl froze, staring at Wang Yong dumbfounded. After a while, he blurted out: "You...... How do you know?"

And the members of the "Mr. Good" program team next to him all looked at Wang Yong like looking at monsters, with shocked faces.

Could it be that Mr. Wang knows how to read minds? Otherwise, how could he guess the truth of the matter so accurately?

Feng Kui was also shocked, and he muttered, "Teacher Wang, are you sure you are guessing, didn't you already know?"

Wang Yong smiled slightly: "If I knew, I would have told you directly." Pretending to be in front of you and having no sense of accomplishment, after all, you all already know how good I am. ”

"......" Feng Kui suddenly regretted asking this sentence, and gave Wang Yong another chance to pretend.

Just when everyone was joking, the girl bit her lip and slowly spit out three words: "Leukemia." ”

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into dead silence.

Even Wang Yong's smiling expression slowly disappeared, replaced by a touch of distress.

Leukemia is simply the most terrifying nightmare for a girl in the prime of her youth. At the age of nineteen, a girl's best years have just begun, but she is about to die.

"It seems that there is a cure for this disease, right? If you find a matching bone marrow, you should be able to live for a long time. I have a friend who has leukemia and found a match from the Huaxia bone marrow bank, and it took less than 400,000 yuan to complete the operation. More than 20 years have passed now, and I am still alive and well......" The cameraman said softly.

Wang Yong also nodded: "Yes, don't give up hope." If you're short of money, I have. ”

The girl shook her head slowly and said, "It's different." I have acute leukemia, and I was sent to the hospital for examination after I suddenly suffered a hemorrhage while recording a show last month. The doctor said that my match was very rare and I couldn't find it in the bone marrow bank. Relatives and friends have also tested it, but they are not suitable. My only wish now is to fulfill my dream of dancing in front of the whole country. But ......"

The girl began to choke up at this.

"But after the program team learned that I was diagnosed with leukemia, they refused to let me participate in the show again. They said that I had violated the contract and that if I died on stage, they would have to pay a lot of money for it. also slandered me for deliberately participating in the show and wanted to blackmail the program team...... I, I don't even think like that!"

Listening to the girl's words, everyone was a little indignant.

Zhang Heming is afraid of taking responsibility, but slandering a girl and blackmailing others is too much.

Who is willing to blackmail with their own lives? Don't those who touch porcelain still pay attention to a technique, for fear of being really hit to death?

"Look for him! I already knew that he was not a good bird! How could there be such a bully?" the camera brother had the most upright temper, and he shot the case directly, and said.

Frightened, the proprietress of the breakfast shop thought that this group was going to eat the overlord meal, and her eyes looked here several times.

"Sit down! Just like you, what can you get by going? At most, you will be beaten out by the people of Zhang Heming's program team!

The camera was indignant and retorted: "Then what do you say you can do?"

Feng Kui himself had no choice, he thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything. can only look at Wang Yong.

Wang Yong was not in a hurry to eat the buns, and only asked the girl after a while: "What is your name?

Wang Yong, who is used to deceitful people, did not believe the girl's words, but was ready to verify it first.

"My name is Ning Yi, I'm a freshman at Jinghua University, oh, I'm a sophomore after this summer. My mother was a classical dancer, and I was influenced by her to love classical dance since I was a child, especially Chinese classical dance. I like the "Dance of the Six Dynasties" of the Zhou Dynasty, the "Nine Music" and "Ten Music" of the Tang Dynasty, and the modern recompilation of "Silk Road Flower Rain". I participated in "The Girl in the Neon Dress" because I danced the song "Silk Road Flower Rain" and was selected. "When it comes to dancing, the whole girl exudes a magical light.

As if he was afraid that Wang Yong and the others would not believe it, Ning Yi also stood up, lifted his left foot, and stood on the bench of the breakfast shop lightly.

Then stand on the bench with one foot and gently lift the other foot and bend your waist down.

10 degrees, 20 degrees, 50 degrees, 90 degrees, 100 degrees......

With a wicker-like flexibility, Ning Yi broke through the imagination of Wang Yong and others again and again, and finally his head was tightly attached to his calf, achieving a 180-degree bend.

What's even more rare is that Ning Yi's entire performance process is not like acrobatics with a thrilling sense of showing off skills. But there is another unique charm, such as clouds rolling up and clouds shu, like flowers blooming, slowly entering the hearts of the people.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!" the cameraman looked straight in his eyes and couldn't help but admire.

"He is indeed a good dancer. Wang Yong also admired.

Chinese classical dance has extremely strict requirements for body style and rhythm. The organic combination and penetration of the two is the true style and aesthetic essence of Chinese classical dance.

The real Chinese classical dance is not able to shake the water sleeves and lower the waist, even if it can. Rather, it is to convey to the audience the unique aesthetic charm of the East.

At this point, Ning Yi did a good job.

Ning Yi smiled shyly and got off the stool.

"It's not in good shape today, it's a bit flawed. I'm sorry. Ning Yi said embarrassedly.

The crowd was speechless for a while. It's all called being in a bad state, what will it look like when it's in a good state? Everyone suddenly wanted to see that scene.

However, I felt distressed when I thought that this girl was seriously ill and might not be in good shape in the future.

God is jealous, why don't simple and kind people live long?

"My name is Wang Yong, the guest speaker of the "Mr. Huaxia" program group. I have a bit of a friendship with Zhang Heming, and I'll take you to him after dinner. Let's eat first. Wang Yongchong Ning Yi introduced himself.

Hearing this, Feng Kui and the others rolled their eyes.

If even Wang Yong has a relationship with Zhang Heming, then the entire Yanjing TV station is an old friend with Zhang Heming.

All the people present combined, not as ruthless as Wang Yong offended Zhang Heming!

Ning Yi was stunned when he heard Wang Yong's name: "Teacher Wang, are you the teacher Wang who made a big fuss about Yanda?"

"Hehe, it seems that I'm still quite famous. Wang Yong said with a smile.

Ning Yi stuck out his tongue and said, "I don't know if you're famous or not, anyway, you're a celebrity at our Jinghua University forum." Our school is in competition with Yanda, so you know...... Many of our classmates think what you do is very enjoyable, and they cheer for you!"

Wang Yong smiled. As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend, and Wang Yong's relationship with Jinghua University can be said to perfectly explain this sentence.

"Then will I cause a sensation if I go to your school?" Wang Yong amused.

Ning Yi thought about it very seriously and replied, "Probably not." It's summer vacation, and many of my classmates are going home. One or two people will recognize you, though......"

"......" Wang Yong's face darkened.

One or two people, and causing a sensation, is really a bit far behind. It seems that Wang Yong wants to go to Jinghualang once and enjoy the idea of students from institutions of higher learning hugging each other.

"Break the school, look at Yan University! It's also summer vacation, why are there so many students in Yan University?" Wang Yong said dissatisfiedly.

Wang Yong deliberately ignored the reason why Zhang Qingzhi's new book launch was held that day. If it weren't for the press conference, Yan University would not have so many students present.

Finally, the group finished breakfast.

After Feng Kui checked out, a group of people followed behind Wang Yong and walked towards Yanjing TV.

The little security guard at the door of the TV station had just returned from the logistics repair, and when he saw Wang Yong coming back again, with more than a dozen people behind him, his face turned white with fright.

Rushed into the security room with a snort, stammering and shouting, "Team...... Captain...... Oh no! that man...... Here we go again!"