Chao Xuyang stood at the door and looked at Bei Yichen.

"Brother Chen, what are you looking at, what's so beautiful about the paintings on the wall, I want to go out and see the current rehearsal outside, I seem to know who they are."

This time he was in a hurry, and he didn't carefully see which artists attended.

Chao Xuyang looked at Bei Yichen's back, and had some doubts in his heart. He had followed Brother Chen for many years and had never seen him so fascinated by a painting.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, a staff member walked in and interrupted his thoughts.

"Mr. Bei Yichen, you prepare, it's your turn to rehearse soon." The staff's voice was a little nervous, obviously after a busy day, and their voices were a little hoarse.

Chao Xuyang nodded, glanced at Bei Yichen, and found that he was still immersed in the painting, not noticing the changes around him at all.

"Brother Chen, let's go."

Bei Yichen retracted his thoughts, and then left the lounge with him.

Bei Yichen and Chao Xuyang walked side by side to the side of the stage, waiting for their moment.

He looked very calm, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Suddenly, a familiar melody of a song came through the air, and he couldn't help but frown.

Chao Xuyang couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this song, his eyes widened, he looked at Bei Yichen, and pointed to the stage with an incredible expression.

"This young lady, I want to ask, who is being rehearsed right now?"

"Now it's the four-leaf clover group on stage, this is their second rehearsal, their performance is in the middle, but Brother Chen is the finale."

Bei Yichen couldn't help frowning when he heard the staff's words, he didn't expect Nan Xixi to participate in the same party as himself.

The four-leaf clover group on the stage sang a beautiful melody, and he involuntarily nodded gently to the rhythm.

Chao Xuyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze passed through the four-leaf clover combination on the stage, and he froze on a familiar figure.

He recognized her at a glance.

Her posture is graceful and confident, and her dance steps are as light as the wind, like a blooming flower swaying in the breeze.

Her long hair fluttered gently with every turn, her eyes flashed with dazzling light, and her familiar face and graceful dancing instantly ignited the fire in Chao Xuyang's heart.

He pointed to the stage excitedly, turned to look at Bei Yichen, "Brother Chen, look, it's Xixi!"

The voice was full of surprise and excitement.

Bei Yichen followed his gaze and saw the woman shining on the stage at a glance.

He walked out directly and stared straight at Nanxi on the stage.

Bei Yichen stared straight at Nan Xixi on the stage, his eyes full of surprise.

He watched her dance, graceful and confident, as if the whole stage was trembling at her feet.

Her smile is as bright as the sun, her eyes reveal firmness and enthusiasm, and every movement is full of strength and femininity.

When Nan Xixi saw Bei Yichen, she was also very surprised.

Her dance steps stood still, as if time had stood still in this moment.

Her gaze met with Bei Yichen, and a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

Her heart began to beat wildly, as if it was about to jump out of her chest, she had never thought that she would meet Bei Yichen on such an occasion, which caught her a little off guard.

She looked at him stunned, not knowing how to deal with it for a while.

Bei Yichen's eyes revealed a complex emotion, both surprised and delighted.

After the rehearsal, Nan Xixi walked off the stage with the team of the four-leaf clover group.

Her mood was a little complicated, both nervous and a little excited, she kept her head down, trying to calm herself, but she couldn't hide the excitement in her heart.

Just as Nan Xixi was about to leave, she involuntarily looked up at the audience, and at that moment, her eyes and Bei Yichen's eyes met in the air. Ь

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She was stunned for a moment, then stuck out her tongue slightly, like a naughty little girl, her little action was completely instinctive, without any premeditation or planning.

At this moment, a warm current seemed to surge in Nanxixi's heart, and all the tension and fatigue dissipated in an instant.

Bei Yichen stood at the edge of the stage, his eyes locked tightly on Nanxixi.

He took a deep breath, picked up his microphone, and prepared to speak.

His voice was deep and magnetic, drawing everyone's attention as soon as he spoke.

The lights on the stage flickered to the rhythm of the music, decorating the whole stage like a dream.

Bei Yichen's voice blends perfectly with the melody, and every note seems to tell his heart.

With his eyes closed, he was completely immersed in the world of music, as if he were isolated from the world.

Nan Xixi stood in the corner of the stage, watching Bei Yichen's performance, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion surged in her heart.

She had never seen him sing so affectionately so closely, and every word seemed to sing into her heart.

She involuntarily swayed gently to the rhythm of the music, completely attracted by Bei Yichen's singing.

Until the member came over to her and called, "Xixi, I know your husband is very handsome, but can we stop looking at it now and hurry up and put on makeup, otherwise it will be too late." Ь.

Hearing the members say that, Nan Xixi couldn't help but be a little shy, and hurriedly left with her.

Bei Yichen's gaze gradually faded away with her, and it was not until he couldn't see it that he completely fixed his mind on the stage.

His rehearsal was successful once, and he went back to make up directly.

When Bei Yichen passed by the dressing room, she saw Nan Xixi sitting and putting on makeup, and some of the members were standing beside her and waiting.

They were all waiting together in the big dressing room to put on makeup.

Bei Yichen entered his exclusive dressing room, where all the makeup artists and stylists were waiting.

He sat in front of the mirror, his eyes slightly closed.

He felt a faint scent come to his nose, the peculiar smell of the dressing room, mixed with the fragrance of cosmetics and the fragrance of women.

The makeup artist gently walked up to him and began to apply foundation, eyebrows, and eyeliner to him.

Every movement is gentle and professional, as if crafting a precious work of art.

Bei Yichen tried to relax as much as possible and enjoyed this rare moment of tranquility.

The self in the mirror gradually became refined, as if it was a different person.

Bei Yichen couldn't help but think of Nan Xixi who was on the stage just now, her every movement was full of vitality, as if the entire stage was trembling under her feet.

Looking at her performance on the stage just now, I think she should have really recovered, so Bei Yichen's heart also feels a lot more steady.

He looked at himself in the mirror, then closed his eyes again and let the make-up artist work his magic.