Approaching New Year's Day and Spring Festival.

Most units are busy.

The same is true of the Ningxi Provincial TV Station, where people from various departments rotate continuously, and the people in the station jokingly say: Women are used as men, and men are used as donkeys.

Shen Yue is also very busy, she has just been working for half a year, and she was selected into the list of hosts of the New Year's Eve party and the provincial Taiwan Spring Festival Gala.

It took several years for a few people to come out and pick up the host and anchor alone, but they were helpless, Shen Yue's family was rich, and Bai Fumei, who was born with a golden key, couldn't compare.

New Year's Eve party rehearsal hall.

The last rehearsal with makeup is about to take place.

The performance team is all in place, and although Ningxi Channel, which has squeezed into the top ten in the country in terms of ratings, cannot compare with the gorgeous lineup of Mango Channel's New Year's Eve party, there is no shortage of celebrities.

The stars who were absent for various reasons in the first two rehearsals with makeup also appeared, hugging each other one by one, attracting people's attention, and many people gathered around to take pictures and take a group photo.

Shen Yue was in a secluded corner, not caring about paying attention to the stars, racing against time to recite the draft of the party host, this draft, she memorized it early, and she was still not at ease, afraid that she would drop the chain at the critical moment.

Not far away, another female host of the New Year's Eve party and the Spring Festival Gala, Xu Feifei, a sister from provincial Taiwan, fiddled with her iPhone, and a group of female colleagues surrounded her.

"It's really that man."

"It is said that her father is Shen Guofu, a very rich big boss, when he is a junior, what do you think, your brain is in water?"

"Maybe it's too innocent and deceived by this man."

A few gossipy women whispered, looking at Shen Yue in the corner from time to time, Xu Feifei pretended to sigh with emotion, seemingly regretful and sad, but in fact, she was happy in her heart, she just wanted to poke this thing out, make Shen Yue stink, her reputation stinked, and she still had the face to continue to stay in the stage?

The most poisonous woman's heart.

This statement is biased.

But women's hearts are broken, and most men are creepy.

Shen Yue devoted herself to her work and didn't care about the strange eyes of others.

After the rehearsal with makeup, there was a live broadcast on the evening of the 31st, two days apart, Shen Yue has been busy with work, the live broadcast of the New Year's Eve party was successfully completed, Shen Yue finally had the opportunity to slow down a little, and the gossip about her in the station also reached her ears at this time, and even the director talked to her and asked about it euphemistically.

The host vigorously cultivated by the provincial station must have a good image, the so-called image is not only the appearance and temperament of the individual, but also the public image as a public figure.

Shen Yue walked out of the president's office, walked to the elevator room with a heavy heart, met a few colleagues in the corridor, greeted each other politely, every time she passed by, Shen Yue couldn't help but be suspicious, feeling that the other party's eyes were wrong, if two or three people whispered together, she felt that she was talking about herself.

Little Three.

Shen Yue entered the elevator alone and went to the office floor where she was, smiling bitterly with tears in her eyes.

The moment she fell in love with Yang Chen, she made all kinds of psychological preparations, she was a lover, she was a junior or a fourth, it didn't matter, she loved him, she admitted it, but she was stabbed into the unit, how could she be embarrassed.

Shen Yue couldn't hold back her tears, walked out of the elevator, and a female colleague who had a good relationship with her came to meet her, couldn't bear to look at her lost soul, pulled her into the stairwell, and said: "Yueyue, the rumors about you are all Xu Feifei's moths, she has a few photos stored in her mobile phone, which are intimate photos of your boyfriend and a foreign woman, by the way, there is a little girl of one year, like a family of three, Yueyue, your boyfriend won't have a family, right?" I'm afraid you'll be deceived. ”

"He just turned twenty-three years old, two years younger than me, how can he have a child." Shen Yue laughed angrily, it was really Xu Feifei who made it bad.

Who is a foreign woman.

Shen Yue knew it.

"That's it, your boyfriend looks very mature, then, then you should be more careful, be cautious, there are too many liars for men now, they say you are a junior, I don't believe it, Yueyue, cheer up, I support you." The girl clenched her fists to encourage Shen Yue, Shen Yue nodded and thanked her, and the two walked out of the stairwell and went their separate ways.

Shen Yue stayed up until she got off work, endured the strange eyes of many people, and only walked out of the radio and television building alone, and saw Yang Chen's car parked outside the electric retractable door from a distance, and the suppressed grievances flooded instantly, when she walked in front of Yang Chen, it was difficult to contain, she threw herself into the arms of her beloved man, and cried bitterly.

The excessive fatigue of working overtime to rehearse and record the show for days, coupled with the grievances and psychological pressure brought about by the gossip, made Shen Yue almost collapse.

In public, Yang Chen couldn't comfort Shen Yue, so he quickly picked up Shen Yue in the car, drove away from the radio and television building, and went back to Shen Yue's rented house first.

After entering the house, Yang Chen wanted to ask what was going on, but Shen Yue was crying so much while sitting on the sofa, he couldn't help but ask, silently handed over the tissue, and concluded that the woman around him had suffered a great grievance.

Shen Yue cried, wiped her tears and choked up: "I'm fine, I'm busy and tired during this time, I'm exhausted, and I suddenly want to cry, probably too much pressure." ”

"Well, to be honest."

Yang Chen sat down and hugged Shen Yue in his arms, knowing what his woman wanted to hide, Shen Yue silently wiped the tears on her face, her own affairs, she wanted to solve it by herself.

Yang Chen simply didn't ask, personally went downstairs to buy vegetables, cook dinner, and died overseas in the days when this guy's cooking skills and murder methods improved by leaps and bounds.

Shen Yue stared at the figure busy in the kitchen, and burst into tears, this time she was not wronged, she was moved, she was happy, and the negative emotions she had accumulated in her heart dissipated instantly.

Be his woman, she has nothing to be wronged about.

After dinner, Yang Chen accompanied Shen Yue out to watch a movie, and returned late at night, the two hugged each other and fell asleep, still very satisfied and comfortable.

Shen Yue leaned on Yang Chen, as if her back was against the whole world, extremely down-to-earth.

The next day, Shen Yue went to work, and Yang Chen quietly arranged for someone to find out what happened to Shen Yue, and he got the exact news after two days.

Little Three.

Yang Chen tried his best to avoid the words in front of his own women, for fear of stabbing their hearts, and someone actually openly provoked and bullied Shen Yue.

Brother Chen was very angry and decided to go to the TV station in person.

New Year's Day and Spring Festival are only a month apart, Shen Yue has been delayed for two days, and he has started to get busy again, and a vacated studio is hung with a banner of "Spring Festival Gala Program Group Mobilization Conference".

A number of Taiwan leaders attended.

In the audience of the studio sat all the personnel of the provincial Taiwan Spring Festival Gala program group, Shen Yue and Xu Feifei were all there.

Director Xie Jun concisely encouraged everyone, and then Deputy Director Liu Fugui arranged the work, put forward specific requirements, and conveyed some instructions from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television to the Spring Festival Gala of the provincial station.

The conference dragged on for more than an hour, Liu Fugui announced the dismissal of the meeting, the stage leader just got up and was about to leave, and an abrupt voice sounded from the back row of the audience, "Wait a minute, I still have a few words to say." ”

For a moment, everyone looked back.