"Damn!" Xia Weimian kicked the door fiercely in anger, "Ye Juexi, you'd better not come back!" She puffed up and kicked the slippers of Ye Juexi on the ground against the door.

Ye Juexi walked into the parking lot, he didn't notice that Xia Weimian was angry.

He was worried that she would really not go to the TV station tonight, so Ye Juexi picked up his mobile phone and sent her a message.

"Ding!"

Xia Weimian was depressed, her mobile phone rang, she took out her mobile phone, and found that it was a message from Ye Yao.

"Will you come to see my show recording tonight?"

Xia Weimian looked at the line of words on the screen, and her heart suddenly warmed.

Hum! She doesn't care about Yejue Xi anymore! I missed the performance of my male god for the sake of Ye Juexi, which is too cost-effective!

"I'll go." Xia Weimian replied to Yeyao's text message.

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Xia Weimian hurried to the TV station building, she was the last audience to enter the recording site, but fortunately she found Sumeru sitting in the audience.

"Didn't you say you were going to take care of the great god of your family, and you wouldn't come?" Sumeru couldn't help but ask Xia Weimian.

Xia Weimian puffed out his cheeks again: "Don't mention him!" I get angry at the mention of him! ”

"Huh~ Did you quarrel with the Night Prince?" Sumeru's eyebrows fluttered and glanced at Xia Weisian.

Xia Weimian didn't answer Sumeru's words, she held her knees with her hands, and her face was already bulging into a goldfish.

When Hua Tan appeared in the center of the stage that night, when Yeyao's singing sounded, the depression in Xia Weimian's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

His singing can heal people's hearts, and his singing can make people forget all their troubles.

Xia Weimian's eyes followed Yeyao, and he felt as if his whole person was floating on a feather.

Hua Tan's neat dance moves attracted bursts of cheers from fans.

Xia Weimian found that although Yeyao was still standing in the C position (center position), his dance moves were much simplified.

Did they re-choreograph? Although the dance moves have been changed simply, the momentum brought by Tianye Hua Tan is still sharp.

Xia Weimian's eyes followed Yeyao closely, and her heart slowly hooked.

Is he hurt?

The movements have become a little uncoordinated.

He sweated more than usual on the stage, although he opened the whole wheat and sang, Yeyao's voice did not tremble at all, but Xia Weimian found that his body did not seem to be comfortable.

The more Xia Weimian looked at it, the more uncomfortable his heart became......

After the recording of the show ended, and Ye Yao walked off the stage, Emperor Tian and Styx helped him up.

In order not to let the staff notice the abnormality, the three of them walked together as if they were hooked shoulder to shoulder.

When they entered the break room, Charon locked the door, and he turned his head to see Styx remove the mask from Nightlight's face.

There was not a trace of blood on Yeyao's face, sweat soaked his clothes, his brows tightly locked, and his body could not move.

Styx helped him to the couch and told him to lie down first, and Nightshade gasped, gritting his teeth, and only then poured out the muffled snort that he had been holding back.

"I'm going to call an ambulance!" Charon said.

"Don't scream!" Nightshade called out to him.

"Call an ambulance to pull me out, it's big news tomorrow again."

"What then!" Charon shouted dissatisfiedly: "You are like this, do you still want to drive back to the presidential palace?" I don't think you even have the strength to get out of the TV station! ”

Originally, the soft tissue contusion in the lower back would not be painful, but after a dance, Yeyao only felt that his spine was about to break into countless pieces.