At this time, what Yun Mengjie can do is to accept Nalan's suggestion and use a good attitude and appearance to meet the upcoming new life.

He didn't think that his love for Nalan would still be on the surface during this time, all in all, he couldn't go against the wishes of his friends.

Yun Mengjie got up and stood still, this scene, obviously just remembering the past, but it seemed to be saying a final goodbye to Na Lan, doing the farewell ceremony that belonged to them, his heart was sore, painful, astringent and crying, but he couldn't express it. What Lan wanted to see was his sudden brightness, he pursed his lips, and when he unfolded it again, he smiled that he thought would look good, "I will."

How could Lan not understand him, Yun Mengjie could nod and agree, it was already much better than she expected, she was in front of him, there was no privilege and strong people: "Then I will rest assured, I will go back to the room first."

At the moment when the blue belt was on the other side of the door, Yun Mengjie put the thumb of his right hand on the tip of his tooth and bit it hard......

His body slowly fell to the ground as his feet lost strength......

When his world was really only him, he dared to remove his strong shell and curl up in the corner and cry bitterly.

At this moment, he can no longer pretend to be strong, pretend to be calm, and can no longer regard the marriage of Lan and Bai Muting as indifferent to his heart.

But......

What else can be done?

All he could do was cry and vent his grief.

That's all, that's all.

Na Lan stood at the door for a few minutes, and did not hear any movement in the house, before returning to the house with confidence.

Yun Mengjie couldn't miss the three-o'clock event, and he couldn't hide his red eyes that had cried, when Dong Wenqian, the first person to see him again, asked, he prevaricated on the grounds that his eyes were uncomfortable, Dong Wenqian thought he was so depressed that he wanted to cry, and he didn't ask deeply.

It's normal for men to cry when they're out of love.

Yun Mengjie thought that he could hide it from everyone, including Na Lan.

When they met again in the hall on the first floor, the red around Yun Mengjie's eyes had faded a lot, and he deliberately looked in the mirror of his mobile phone, at most, he was in a bad mood and did not rest well, which caused serious eye bags.

Unexpectedly, the person who really saw that he had cried was actually Luo Feiyang.

The two were in the bathroom in the hall together, Luo Feiyang looked at his listless appearance in the mirror, and asked curiously, "Mr. Yun, as one of the six troikas under seat E, what other troubles are worth crying about?"

Yun Mengjie couldn't laugh, and slightly opened the corners of his lips: "A little personal reason."

Luo Feiyang looked calm and smiled kindly: "That's good, otherwise it's not good to misunderstand people."

"What is the misunderstanding?"

"In the past few days, it is obvious that they want to match a few pairs, Mr. Yun seems to be one of the targets, on the yacht I saw that Reporter Ye entered your room in a very hesitant situation, this situation, usually written in the script, you are arranged, rejected by the arrangement, but helpless, you have other loves, forced by pressure, helpless to accept. You've just gone through a painful mental struggle, and you can't help but cry when you think of someone you love." Luo Feiyang's reservations are stopped.

That blue woman has conditions that can make a man's heart move, after a man falls in love with her, there is no doubt that it is painful, and he is also a fallen person at the end of the world, he sympathizes with Yun Mengjie.

In the circle of glory, Yun Mengjie never underestimated anyone, Luo Feiyang did not find out his pain points, Yun Mengjie had a good impression of this: "Mr. Luo has great potential as an actor, continue to hone, and over time, he will definitely make great achievements." I hope we can work together in the future."

There is no need to embarrass people of the same kind, Luo Feiyang nodded and saluted: "Thank you."

Lin Wanwan's scene can't escape some particularly feminine settings.

The first part of the nine activities, throwing a handkerchief, location: the dam outside the hotel lobby, props, a Shu embroidered square scarf.

11 people surrounded the city in a circle, sat on the ground, Lin Wanwan walked to the middle, cleared his throat and said: "Everyone, it's 15:20 in the afternoon, our activity time is two hours, this is the prop in my hand to throw the handkerchief, starting from me, whoever throws the scarf behind, whoever has to get up and chase, chase me to lose, can't catch you to lose, everyone remember the rules."

Lin Wanwan looked around: "Are you ready?" Then he walked behind Dong Wenqian outside the circle, "Now I announce that the game has officially begun."

Lin Wanwan raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and began to walk in a clockwise direction.

Then jog, then run.

At last.

She walked behind Ye Xiaoxi, and quietly dropped the scarf in her eyes that could be seen in all directions.

Ye Xiaoxi knew that if these people wanted to be centered on her, it would not be so easy to let her go.

When Na Lan looked at her, Ye Xiaoxi turned around with lightning speed and picked up the square scarf and rushed towards Lin Wanwan.

Lin Wanwan ran away, not giving Ye Xiaoxi a chance to seize at all.

Just as Ye Xiaoxi stretched out his hand and was about to grab Lin Wanwan's clothes, Lin Wanwan suddenly sat down in the vacant position next to Na Lan.

The two gasped for a few seconds.

Lin Wanwan looked apologetically at Ye Xiaoxi, who was smiling bitterly, and hugged her fists and said, "Oh, it's just a few seconds, Reporter Ye, I'm sorry." Winked at her.

It's all in plain sight.

Ye Xiaoxi's professional habits do not exclude performing in front of so many people, this is the time for her to show her talent, and she has to let someone know more about her and see more of her highlights.

Ye Xiaoxi handed her mobile phone to Na Lan: "Help me play this song later."

Na Lan encouraged her: "Behave well, show your versatility, and show your college level."

Ye Xiaoxi was recognized as a talented woman in the school when she was in college, not only with first-class writing and editing, but also with dancing and singing voices, she was the designated performer of the annual welcome party.

"Media workers are all good at singing and dancing, Sister Ye, you come to dance, dancing with your body, it must be very beautiful." Ai Xuewei knew that this was a matchmaking bureau, judging from Ye Xiaoxi's entry into Yun Mengjie's room, Ye Xiaoxi and Yun Mengjie were one of the targets, and she just happened to push the boat down the river and catch a glimpse of the famous reporter.

Ye Xiaoxi walked to the middle of the circle, the knee-length pink dress she wore today was not at risk of going out.

"If you lose, you have to have the aura of losing, I'll dance a hip-hop dance for everyone, but I haven't danced for a long time, I don't know how many successes are there, so everyone should be entertained."

Ai Xuewei took the lead in applauding and applauded warmly.

When everyone around him looked at Ye Xiaoxi expectantly, Yun Mengjie barely cheered up, concentrated his scattered thoughts, and threw himself at Ye Xiaoxi.

Ye Xiaoxi faced Yun Mengjie, Luo Feiyang and Bai Muchen, the three men in the direction of Yun Mengjie, stretched out his hand and gestured to Nalan behind him, the music started, it was very lively and energetic street dance music, Ye Xiaoxi swayed with the song, and Luo Feiyang, who was sitting next to Yun Mengjie, was stunned.

From the artist's point of view, Ye Xiaoxi's dancing is very professional, not inferior to a professional dancer, the pink skirt rolls up with a certain movement, and it also brings out a little sexy, but he looks at Yun Mengjie is no different from looking at a stranger.

Yun Mengjie, who Lan understood, was a little dead and couldn't come in a hurry.

As soon as Ye Xiaoxi finished dancing, Ling Qingyu, who hadn't spoken much, applauded, "One more."

Ye Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment: "What's the next?"

"Famous reporters are all proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts, we have seen the dance, should we have a song?"

Lin Wanwan interrupted: "Mr. Ling, don't worry, we have a room for everyone's entertainment at night, and the songs sung with accompaniment are even better."

Ye Xiaoxi hurriedly answered: "Yes, I'm not sure about my cappella, when it's time, how about ordering with Mr. Ling?" Now I'll start throwing it, gentlemen and ladies, get ready."

Ye Xiaoxi is also considerate, except for the two couples, when the other few people did not clearly express their favor, she seemed to be able to only regard Luo Feiyang and Na Xin as the focus.