"Well, everyone understands the rules, so let's get started."

Bei Yichen placed the dice in the center of the stage.

Suddenly, one of the trainees raised his hand and said, "Brother Chen, what if the number of people in that song is exceeded?"

"yes, do you want to do it all over again?"

Bei Yichen picked up the microphone and said, "This will be too troublesome, if it is always that number, won't you have to fight this dice to the end?"

Our rules are super simple, every one chance is one chance, and if that song is full, then it will be postponed to the song that is not fully crowded."

Hearing such a rule, everyone couldn't help but get nervous.

What kind of rule is this, it's a little too tricky.

The arrangement rule of these six songs is one fast and one slow, so if the person who chooses the fast song is postponed to the slow song, it will not really be finished.

Some trainees who were not particularly good at vocal music began to get nervous and couldn't help but prepare to start opening their voices.

And some who are good at dancing are also afraid of being postponed to slow songs.

Ji Nan, as the first place, bore the brunt of the attack, and threw it directly, coincidentally, the song that appeared was a slow song, and his heart couldn't help but be stunned.

But he thinks it's okay.

After all, he also wanted to try the stage of pure singing.

When Bei Yichen saw that he chose a slow song, he first pinched a cold sweat for him, after all, he was not good at singing.

But when you think about it, it's not a good thing.

You can let him have a good experience, after all, if you really want to stand firm on this stage, then singing is inevitable.

Immediately after, as if they were stunned, the top few trainees all shook to the slow song, and they all wanted to collapse.

After the final selection was over, Bei Yichen said some more to everyone, and then everyone dispersed.

After Bei Yichen returned to the dormitory, he didn't see Yuan Hao anymore, thinking that he should have gone to participate in the recording of the show.

He cleaned up a little, then called Chao Xuyang and asked him to come and pick him up.

Bei Yichen walked out in full armor and stood on the side of the road waiting for the arrival of Chao Xuyang.

After a while, Chao Xuyang's car drove over, and he directly opened the door and sat in.

"What's the matter, Brother Chen, why are you in such a hurry, is something wrong?"

Chao Xuyang looked at Bei Yichen puzzled.

Bei Yichen took off his mask, and then patted the back of his chair, "Let's go."

"Oh, okay, Brother Chen, where are we going?"

"I'll go back."

"Brother Chen, are you going back to the company or going home?"

Bei Yichen listened to his words and couldn't help but want to scold, "Have you been too idle lately?"

As soon as Chao Xuyang heard that the taste was wrong, he immediately shook his head desperately, "No, no, no, Brother Chen, I understand."

He drove the car in the direction of Beiyichen's apartment.

"Brother Chen, there's something I don't understand."

Bei Yichen leaned back on the back of the chair, crossed a Erlang leg and said, "Say, what's the matter?"

"You see, some of the fifth- and sixth-tier celebrities live in mansions, not to mention those in the third and fourth tiers.

Which of those big names is not a villa or something.

Tell me about you, it's not that you don't have money, with your status in the entertainment industry, why do you live in such a small apartment? There are only two rooms."

"What's the matter, are you afraid that I won't have the money to pay your salary, or did you say that you don't have any insurance for you?"

"No, no, no, I'm not thinking about you."

"Alright, don't fix those useless ones.

It doesn't matter how big a house is, you can't live in it for long all year round.

I wish I could have lived in a house as much time as I did in a hotel."

Bei Yichen's eyes were a little lonely when he said these words, as if he didn't feel particularly enjoyable.

"No, Brother Chen, that's not what this painting says, you think, you weren't alone before."

Although Chao Xuyang's words were a little out of line, this sentence reminded Bei Yichen a little.

What he said was right, in the past, he was a person, and he didn't care where he lived, but now he is not, is it not so suitable to live in this small apartment?

The bad guy can be regarded as marrying him, but instead of a suitable marriage proposal, and let her just live in such an apartment, will she have any ideas?

Thinking about it, time seems to pass quickly.

Chao Xuyang parked the car, turned around and looked at Bei Yichen, he didn't understand what he was thinking, as if he was a little distracted, he hesitated, and then shouted.

"Brother Chen, it's here."

Bei Yichen heard his shout, and nodded after coming back to his senses, "Okay, then I'll go up first, you go back first, and come back tomorrow afternoon to pick me up."

"Okay, Brother Chen, then I'll go."

After getting off the bus, Bei Yichen walked directly to the direction of the elevator.

The elevator went up to his floor.

Standing at the door of the house, he didn't hesitate at all, he pressed the password directly, and after entering, he didn't see a figure, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

I thought to myself, this woman should have gone to the program group.

It's really disobedient, telling her to rest at home, why did she go again.

He thought so and shook his head helplessly.

Bei Yichen returned to the room, took off his clothes directly and walked to the bathroom, thinking that it was better to take a good shower first, then sleep, and then call the disobedient woman when he got up.

After a quick wash, he collapsed directly on the bed.

Maybe it's a little attached to their own bed, or maybe there is a breath that doesn't belong to you in this bed, and the fragrance is faint and a little sweet.

Bei Yichen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking that it was good, at least this woman should still live in this house last night.

Thinking about it, before he knew it, he fell asleep.

Maybe the night before was really too short, and it is safest to sleep in your own home.

When I was in the program group, unless it was a bathroom, there was almost no safety, and all of them were 360-degree cameras without dead ends.

When Nan Xixi opened the door, he didn't react at all, and he didn't know at all.

She opened the door and saw Bei Yichen's shoes, feeling very incredible and excited.

She hurriedly threw all the things in her hand in the kitchen, ran to the room in a hurry, and gently pushed open the door to see him sleeping.

Nan Xixi thought for a while, closed the door, and did not go in, but went directly downstairs, entered the kitchen and got busy.

I thought to myself, fortunately, Nan's mother got her a chicken just now, so that she could cook some chicken soup, and Bei Yichen could drink it when she woke up later.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh excitedly.

The movements in her hands became more and more skillful, and she couldn't help but think, this is really a good mood, everything is fine.

Nanxi Creek quickly boiled the chicken soup.

Then she started working on the other dishes.

After all the dishes were ready and served, she took off the apron around her waist and walked to another bathroom to wash away all the smell of oil smoke on her body.

When she finished washing and wanted to blow her hair, she found that the hair dryer was originally in the room of Bei Yichen.

So she tiptoed in, and when she saw Bei Yichen's sleeping side face, she couldn't help but step forward to look.

She knelt on her knees, propped her hands on the bed, stared at the sleeping Bei Yichen, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, how could this man be so good-looking?

This eyelashes are long, and the skin is fair, and I can't wait for even women to be jealous, but such a good-looking man is actually his own, and he feels beautiful in his heart when he thinks about it.

Nan Xixi reached out and touched his chin, thinking to herself how he didn't have acne, the cleanliness made her a little envious.

Driven by the little devil in her heart, she slowly lowered her head and kissed Bei Yichen on the lips.

Maybe Bei Yichen woke up a little by this kiss, or Nan Xixi's wet hair hit his neck.

Bei Yichen slowly opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw the face in front of him that was magnified to the extreme, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but move.

At the moment when Nan Xixi's lips were about to leave, he inhaled deeply.

went up with one hand to support her head, a kiss, lingering and compassionate.

After a while, Nan Xixi's face was a little red.

"When did you wake up?"

"When you kissed me."

Bei Yichen looked at her a little embarrassed and deliberately teased her.

"What, who stole you."

Bei Yichen nodded slowly, "Yes, it's not stealing relatives, that's exercising Mrs. Bei's rights."

When she heard this "Mrs. North", Nan Xixi's little heart fluttered.

Bei Yichen looked at her blushing face, he liked to see her expression like this, reached out and hooked her neck, gently brought it to his side, and kissed it again.

However, at a very fast speed, he let go of Nanxi Creek,

Bei Yichen sat up from the bed, reached out and touched her hair, frowned slightly and asked, "Why is it wet and not dry?"

"I just washed my hair and the hair dryer is in this room."

"Where?"

"Bathroom."

After hearing this, Bei Yichen got off the bed directly, put on slippers, picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, he put Nan Xixi on the sink, found a hair dryer for himself, and then began to blow her hair.

"Why did you wash your hair all of a sudden?"

Bei Yichen asked a little puzzled.

"Didn't I see you coming back, and there was a smell of oil smoke on you, so I took a shower."

When the hair was almost finished, Bei Yichen put the hair dryer aside, and reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, "This is a bath for me?"

Nan Xixi didn't react for a while, but when she met his eyes and saw the fire-like enthusiasm inside, she seemed to understand what he meant.