Zhao Yiran didn't want to have anything to do with this Mr. Chen, the person in charge of the house, his name was false, and no worker was serious about solving the problem.

I called, and the insurance company soon came, called the breakdown car and pulled the pink trot away. The middle-aged man was very excited when he knew that he didn't need to pay anything, and he kept bending down to thank him, otherwise he didn't know how long the repair cost would have to be offset by his salary.

Dong Fang stood aside and waited for her to sign the formalities, passed by expressionlessly before leaving, and looked at the person who was speechless, "Mr. Chen, you also have elders in your family, right?" ”

The man surnamed Chen had an ugly smile on his face, and he didn't dare to say anything.

watched him leave with the woman, leaving only a cold back.

Zheng Mengqi called just now, knowing that Dong Fang was with him, and he and his brother-in-law had never appeared, Zhao Yiran knew the little Jiujiu in their hearts too well.

The food was about the same, and when I came back to get my bag, I was ready to withdraw, and the two women walked in front.

"I knew I wouldn't have let them move things just now." Now the back seat of the car is full of objects, and Zheng Mengqi can't send her if she wants to.

"I'm such an adult, can't I take a taxi?" My cousin is too used to her, and she worries that it is not safe for her to take a taxi.

"I can't take a taxi, I'll send you." The people behind took the lead Zheng Mengqi vetoed her, and it was not a negotiating tone.

"Legging?" looked at the man who walked to the side, he came in Liang Jing's car just now.

Dong Fang shook the car key in his hand proudly, "Brother has a car." ”

He drove to last night's party, and didn't think about drinking. Later, I took a taxi to find Zhao Yiran, and the car stopped here for one night.

"Just right, let him send you." At this time, Zheng Mengqi showed a meaningful smile on his face.

"Send my sister home, driver."

"Isn't it safer for you to let him deliver it than a taxi?"

As soon as Zhao Yiran finished speaking, the back of his neck was held by a pair of warm big hands, tightened tightly, and then let go, "Hurry up, you will die in a while." ”

After the man finished speaking, he took two quick steps and went out to drive first.

"Dong Fang has already paid." The sisters were left behind, and when they saw Zheng Mengqi walking towards the front desk to settle the bill, they hurriedly stopped her.

Two cars were parked at the door of the hotel, and the one put by Dong was behind.

The black big G, the all-black body is handsome and domineering, but it is very in line with Dong Fang's style, flamboyant and wild. Zhao Yiran saw his new car for the first time today.

It was already night, and the surrounding street lights were on, but the light of the car did not mix with the night.

"Go back early after sending it off! Don't wait for Yang to train you! Liang Jing of the car in front poked his head out of the window, and his voice was neither high nor low, enough to be heard.

After the instructions, he drove out slowly and drove into the main road.

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With the shadows of the trees outside the closed car window, the night view of Yishi has always been fascinating.

However, Zhao Yiran, the co-pilot, was not very steady.

"You've been avoiding me today."

It's time to come or come, the man opened his mouth lightly, and came up to ask some topics that she couldn't control well.

"No, I don't." The woman's answer was not very confident.

"I'm asking why." I'm not confirming it to you.

Zhao Yiran stroked his hair with his hand, and a suitable reason was spinning in his mind: "Maybe... I haven't seen it for a long time, and it's a bit slow. ”

Dong Fang didn't poke her, hooked his lips and smiled slightly.

She didn't know that when Liang Jing called today, it was open to the public, and he heard every reaction she said clearly, including before Zheng Mengqi saw him from the gate of the mall, his face was always relaxed.

As everyone knows, the slow heat in her mouth can instantly "change face" in the face of a person she has only met not long ago, and since then her expression has not changed.

"Yesterday,"

"I drank too much yesterday." The woman answered this sentence quickly.

But Dong Fang has never played cards according to common sense, "Who drank too much?" ”

Zhao Yiran blinked: "I've drunk too much." ”

"You had a drink with me?" The subtext is to ask her, what did you drink with me? How do I know how much I drank, how do I know I didn't drink much.

Hearing him ask, Zhao Yiran couldn't help muttering in his heart, drunk like that, can he still use a drink.

"Actually, I meant to say last night,"

Seeing that the man still didn't give up, he had to move the topic back on track, "I think, you better drive well first, it's dark, safety is the most important." ”

Of course, Dong Fang understood what she meant, but he didn't press forward step by step. Seeing Zhao Yiran's seriousness, he couldn't help but smile, "Also, the most important thing is to send you home first." ”

Hearing this, the person next to him dared to take a long breath secretly, and slowly let down his guard. There was no sound in the car anymore, but she was annoyed over and over again in her heart, and sure enough, after having some alcohol on her body, the words she said really wouldn't go through her mind.

How can those words from last night be easily asked?

But after that, the car was really quiet, and he no longer said a word, but concentrated on driving. Zhao Yiran almost fell asleep a few times when she sat down, and there were very few cars driving on the asphalt road outside the car, but she could feel that the speed was not fast.

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The sun is shining high, and the sky is blue. The clouds are like fluffy cotton, fluttering leisurely in the infinite background, with different forms and dazzling.

It's another good day.

Downtown traffic is busy, and at the intersection of the most spacious North and South Streets, the taxi turns east and approaches a magnificent gate.

The Chinese Theatre is an important venue for cultural activities in China, and many domestic and foreign art groups will come to observe and cooperate. The lower branch is mainly divided into three independent faculties: the opera house, the dance theater, and the drama theater, and each department is subdivided into different departments.

As an iconic art façade, the architectural decoration is also very distinctive, blending the architectural styles of different countries and regions. When you enter the main entrance, you will be greeted by a whole wall of display glass. It records the various posters and outstanding staff members who have created and won awards since the establishment of the theater.

The north side of the performance hall, the south side of the VIP reception room. Walking straight inside, you will find the junction of three separate buildings.

The leftmost corridor leads to the Dance Theatre.

Zhao Yiran walked very fast, got out of the car and trotted all the way into the gate. The back was a little hurried, and he went straight to the large conference hall at the end of the fourth floor.

Today is the day of the program's official seminar.

At the moment, there are almost no empty seats in the room that can accommodate nearly 100 people, and the choreographer, director, program director and related professionals of the dance theater are gathered. In addition to the theater cameras that had to be recorded for the seminar, there were several more professional equipment and a few unfamiliar cameramen.

No one noticed that Zhao Yiran, who came relatively late, all lowered their heads and was busy or communicating with others in a low voice, and the atmosphere was extremely serious.

Seeing the protagonist appear, Yang Meili breathed a sigh of relief, and raised her hand to signal her to sit in front of her.

"You all know the importance of "So Many People", the opera house has been busy three months ago, and now the baton has been passed over."

"Before, we were like headless flies, but now they are sloppy one by one, and we don't have much time."

The first to speak was Wang Ping, the general director of the dance drama, who is also the director of Zhao Yiran's dance troupe.

"I don't need to emphasize the degree of attention, I specially invited Teacher Zhong Juan to check for us, the old actors take the lead, and the new actors have to seize the opportunity."

At this stage every year, the rehearsals for the Spring Festival Gala begin, and in the past, the works that the theater participated in the program selection were generally fragments of the repertoire created every year. However, this year's environment is special, and the director team asked the theater to create a special piece with this theme. After all, the country's best lyricists, composers, and dance performers are gathered here, and although it is a challenge, everyone is happy to accept it.

The chief sa sha of the first dance troupe could not participate in this year's show due to personal reasons, and after a comprehensive evaluation and several rounds of interviews in the academy, Zhao Yiran, the leading actor of the Spring Festival Gala with more stage experience and outstanding personal ability, was selected to take the lead position in this year's show.

The meeting lasted for almost three hours, and he didn't eat breakfast, so Zhao Yiran was flustered and dizzy at the end, and basically didn't listen.

"What's the matter, you're not in such a hurry when you usually drive, and you don't eat breakfast." After the meeting ended, Yang Meili gently hugged her and prepared to go downstairs and go back to the office to rest for a while.

Jiaorong, who was wearing light makeup, was also a little pale at the moment, and she really didn't want to remember last night at all.

"You're not going to drink secretly on your own night again, are you?"

The body management of these dancers is implemented every day, and Yang Meili, as the management of the theater, will naturally subconsciously supervise her.

The day of the breakup was a special circumstance, and everyone was allowed to get drunk together.

But now, looking at Zhao Yiran's spiritless appearance, Yang Meili is really afraid that she is still in a bad mood because of the end of the relationship.

"Where?! I haven't finished the wine that night. "Let go of a drink that she has to fast for a week to offset it.

This kind of one-time transaction with a loss, she rarely does it.

"You don't dare." I'm going to ask her if she's suitable for this life that just broke up.

"Sister Ranran?" An arrogant voice behind them interrupted the two, and Qi Qi turned his head.

Suddenly glanced at Mian Sheng, it was Chen Meng, an actor from the second troupe who had just been exchanged for internship from a dance troupe in another place, "Huh? What's wrong? ”

If I'm not mistaken, I think it was also the group dance that was selected for this show.

The girl is tall, has good dancing conditions, and although her appearance is not recognizable, she is also a beauty in the eyes of the public.

"You weren't feeling well at the meeting just now, didn't you eat? I just hadn't eaten the breakfast I bought when I came, so let's put it on first. ”

The girl handed over the buns and soy milk in her hand, and her eyes were full of friendliness.

But after hearing her say that she didn't eat it, Zhao Yiran was embarrassed to accept it and let her keep it for herself.

"There's nothing in the cafeteria at this time, so you can just take it~ It's already hard to have a meeting so early, so don't be polite to me." As he spoke, he shoved it to her.

"And the chocolate, eat this first."

Wen Huhu, who received the things in his hand, was a little flattered, "Thank you so much." ”

"You're welcome~ I'm busy first, see you at the rehearsal." The girl was sunny and cheerful, and Zhao Yiran was full of envy.

"The little girl is not very old, and she is quite attentive." Yang Meili looked at Lu Meng's figure walking away, and her red lips twitched, "Why don't you give me a copy too." ”

"Divide your buns, do you want to?" Zhao Yiran peeled off the wrapping paper and put a piece of chocolate in his mouth, which was sweet to the heart.

I still think that I have just entered the theater, but in the blink of an eye, I have become a senior.

"When we had a meeting just now, why were there so many cameras?" Before he could think of anything, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but whisper and gossip.

"The Spring Festival Gala program team sent over, saying that they wanted to record the whole process. They went to the opera house before. ”

"Then this year is the right one."

"Otherwise, the other newspaper programs will be reviewed soon, and you have just started to rehearse. If only the regular process was in a hurry? ”

The program selection of the Spring Festival Gala every year is cumbersome and strict, and the final review may be passed, and it will be rejected during the big rehearsal. Nowadays, there is a lot of talent, and the competition between the various dance companies is fierce. Even if it is the theater, not all the programs prepared every year can be on the Spring Festival Gala.

For a dancer like Zhao Yiran, the green light leads all the way to the stage of the show, and the most gratifying thing is that there is no need to follow the process to review and select over and over again, which can give you a lot of more time for rehearsals.

"I'll have a few meetings, if you don't get off work by the end of the day, you don't have to wait for me to go over first." In the afternoon, the two of them had to divide into two ways, and Yang Meili instructed her before Zhao Yiran went to the rehearsal room.