An Zhiyi and Luo Yu stayed on the balcony outside for a while before returning to their own preparation room, and as soon as they entered, they saw Zhao Miao sitting on a cushion on the ground, with her back to her, her teeth and claws.

An Zhiyi asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Ming Fei was the first to see An Zhiyi come in, and then took out a cushion and handed it to An Zhiyi, who took it and sat next to them.

"Zhao Miao is sharing his sudden and strange ideas with us." Jin Mo said expressionlessly.

"What is it? Let's hear it. ”

Zhao Miao immediately cleared her throat and said, "I think we can perform a musical." ”

Now even An Zhiyi was surprised by Zhao Miao's thoughts, an idol development show actually wants to perform a musical?

"How can I say it...... An Zhiyi raised his forehead and said: "This is a talent show, not a stage show." Not to mention that time does not allow you to perform a musical, how do you ensure that you can tell your story in its entirety within the limited time. ”

"So we need to change the format of the stage play," Zhao Miao said seriously, "We have to make sure that we can finish a musical in six minutes." ”

An Zhiyi: "......"

An Zhiyi felt unlikely, six minutes was too long for a song, but too short for a musical.

Yin yesterday interjected: "Your plan won't work at all. ”

Zhao Miao pursed his mouth, he really thought it was very creative.

However, most people did not agree with his proposal, and he had no choice but to give up.

It ended early today, and when An Zhiyi came out of the recording scene, the sun outside had not completely set.

Ji Lanjue didn't come to pick her up today, it was Tao Zhu who came to pick her up.

"Why didn't Ji Lanjue come?" An Zhiyi asked.

"Brother Ji said that there was something temporary today, so he called me and asked me to pick you up."

An Zhiyi nodded, and then took out his phone to read the news.

Ji Lanjue did send her a message two hours ago, when they were discussing the final plan, so they didn't look at their phones.

"Stop when you pass by the florist." An Zhiyi said to Tao Zhu.

"Okay."

When passing by the flower shop, An Zhiyi put on a mask and a hat and went in.

The shopkeeper asked her, "Ma'am, what flowers do you want?" ”

"Are there any fresher flowers?"

"Yes." The clerk said, "Elegant and nice." ”

An Zhiyi followed the clerk and said, "Then please help me wrap it." ”

"Okay, wait a minute."

An Zhiyi waited for a while, and then came out of the flower shop with the flowers in his arms.

Tao Zhu asked her, "Sister Yiyi, are you going to see a friend?" ”

"No." An Zhiyi took off his mask and smelled the fragrance of flowers, and his mood was a little relaxed, "I just want to put it at home." ”

An Zhiyi likes to put a bouquet of flowers in the living room at home, as long as she is not in a calm mood, if she sees a delicate flower, her mood will calm down a lot.

Recently, she feels that she really has a bit of an indescribable sense of depression, and at this time she needs to buy a large bouquet of beautiful flowers to open up a beautiful inner estate for herself.

When she went up the stairs with the bouquet of flowers, she saw a man standing in front of her house.

She paused and didn't step forward.

The visitor heard footsteps behind him and turned his head.

"Is that your ......?"

An Zhiyi looked at the visitor in surprise, looking displeased and deeply defensive, "How do you know where I live?" ”

The person who came was Zhao Fulan, and it had been two months since the last time they met at An's house, and An Zhiyi didn't expect him to come over again.

Zhao Fulan looked more haggard than two months ago, and she lost a lot of weight.

"Spend some money and always find out where you live."

An Zhiyi's expression was cold, "What are you looking for me for?" ”

"I'd like to ask you to do me a favor."

An Zhiyi frowned and said, "How can I help you?" There is no relationship between us anymore. ”

Zhao Fulan smiled bitterly, "It's different now, only you can help me with this favor." ”

An Zhiyi didn't let down his guard against him, "What's the busy?" ”

Zhao Fulan said: "Since the last time you and I canceled the marriage contract, I was suppressed by Zhao Fubing everywhere at home, and the Zhao family has no place for me. ”

"That's all your fault."

"Hahaha......" Zhao Fulan suddenly laughed twice, "Am I to blame?" Or don't you take me to heart one by one! ”

Zhao Fulan smiled, and a fierce expression immediately appeared on his face, "You, my father, Zhao Fubing, each of you takes me in your eyes." I am where I am today, and I am where you are all harmed! If my dad didn't favor Zhao Fubing's illegitimate son, how could I want to marry you to marry to consolidate my position in the family! And you, why can't you marry me?! And they want to frame me and destroy me! You are all to blame for ruining me! ”

An Zhiyi felt that Zhao Fulan was hopeless, and he was the one who did the wrong thing, but he wanted to blame others for the fault.

Such people are pitiful and pathetic.

"So I think you have to do me a favor, and you're the only one who can help me."

An Zhiyi felt that Zhao Fulan had lost her mind, and she quietly stepped back, intending to approach the elevator.

But her move was quickly noticed by Zhao Fulan, and he strode over with a sly smile.

An Zhiyi slammed the flower in his hand on him, and then quickly ran towards the staircase.

She lives on the seventh floor, and today she is wearing high heels again, and she has a hard time running.

When she ran to the staircase on the fifth floor, she broke her foot because she was running very quickly, and her face turned pale in pain.

At this time, Zhao Fulan came out of the corridor door behind her, hugged her from behind, and covered her mouth with a white handkerchief.

An Zhiyi's eyes widened, and then she struggled desperately, but her strength was no match for a man's strength, and gradually her strength gradually weakened, and she closed her eyes.

An Zhiyi thought before she fell into a coma, who would be the first to find out that something had happened to her?

That night, Ji Lanjue sat in an office chair in the office, holding his mobile phone to send messages.

[Ji Lanjue: Will I pick you up at that point tomorrow? 】

An Zhiyi didn't reply to her, half an hour, and still didn't reply to him after an hour.

Ji Lanjue held the mobile phone and waited for An Zhiyi's reply.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, he still couldn't help but make a phone call to An Zhiyi, but no one answered.

There was a strangeness in his heart, An Zhiyi had never replied to her messages for such a long time.

During the day, she may not be able to reply in time when she is busy with work, but she still has time to reply to messages at night, and she will not be unable to reply to her for such a long time.

The message was not returned, the phone was not answered, and finally he called Tao Zhu.