"Teacher Ling, it's started, are you okay? Would you like to take a break? The staff came over to call someone, and when they saw Ling Qianyi's pale face, they were not only a little worried.

Su Yue was about to speak, but Ling Qianyi took the lead and waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I need to touch up my makeup, just wait for me for two minutes." ”

Ling Qianyi asked Su Yue to put on some blush for herself, covered her pale face, and went out with the man.

The other two were already in place, and when they saw Ling Qianyi coming, Yang Wei muttered in a strange voice: "What a stinky girl, squeamish, it's better to quit and drag your feet!" ”

Ling Qianyi and Xiao Ze looked at him at the same time, he snorted coldly as if he was fine, very contemptuous.

It's night, and the recording begins again.

"Click!" The on-site director once again stopped the singing and started recording again after talking about a few minor problems.

The five-minute cabaret show was recorded for another forty minutes.

This time it was successfully recorded, although it still didn't meet the requirements, but it was barely much better than the previous ones, Yang Wei, the bastard boy, finally sang it right once, although the expression of the sassy made the director look a little unhappy.

But these are not in his scope of attention, maybe this will be more ratings, as long as there is an audience, the rest is not a big problem.

"Okay, okay, that's it, the three of you have worked hard, you can rest." The director waved his hand helplessly, intending to leave it at that.

He had long observed that Ling Qianyi's face was a little wrong, although it was covered and couldn't be seen, but it was obviously lacking in energy. Coupled with Yang Wei's unstable performance, I am afraid that it will only be worse if it is recorded again.

As soon as the director said that it was over, the burden in Ling Qianyi's heart was also written down at once, and he collapsed and shook a few times, and almost fell down at once.

"Brother Ling!"

Su Yue in the audience and Xiao Ze in the stage exclaimed at the same time and rushed towards Ling Qianyi.

"Brother Ling, are you okay?" Xiao Ze asked nervously. He got close and helped Ling Qianyi first.

Ling Qianyi couldn't hold back the hand that was about to cover her stomach, but frowned: "It's okay, it may be low blood sugar, don't worry." ”

As she spoke, Su Yue also rushed up and took the weak Ling Qianyi from Xiao Ze's hand, so anxious that her sweat came out.

"Brother Ling, let's go, go to the back and rest, I'll pour you some water."

"Hmm."

"Yo, just this squeamish look, I look terrible, huh."

"You ......"

"Su Yue!" Ling Qianyi grabbed Su Yue, who was about to hit someone, and shook her head, "Don't be like a crazy dog, let's go." ”

"Ling Chuyi, who do you say is the crazy dog? Yes? ”

Ling Qianyi didn't look back, and said lightly: "Whoever answers, it's it." ”

Yang Wei was so angry that his eyes widened: "You, you dare to insult me like this, believe it or not, Lao Tzu made you?" ”

"You try!"

A majestic and cold voice came from the backstage, revealing endless chill and murderous aura, which startled everyone present to stop their movements and tremble.

I didn't see anyone, but the domineering and indifferent voice really reached everyone's ears, and the anger and murderous intent in the tone went straight to the brain.

Seeing the tall man pacing in, Yang Wei, who was still very nervous just now, is now completely imposing.

"Teacher Feng, you ......"

"Get out!"

Feng Yinxiu waved his hand impatiently, swept aside the staff and others who came over, and stared at Yang Wei like ice.

Yang Wei glanced at him, and originally wanted to change his handsome expression, but he didn't dare to move.