My girl group exploded

Chapter 548 The Final Dress Rehearsal
"Give up!" Su Yin looked at Tang Yue mockingly, and said with a smile: "Wait for our party tomorrow, maybe it's more suitable to complain about."

"Farewell," Tang Yue shook her hair, and said seriously, "I think the person most likely to be complained about should be me."

He Lianbei's "Ordinary Road" ended, and it lived up to expectations and became a hot search.

To be honest, if you only look at his performance on the spot, it may be difficult to see that he is actually a person who has been tortured by illness and has not yet recovered.

Bai Yangyu was completely relieved and started drinking, at least this Spring Festival Gala proved one thing - Helianbei was not dead with them.

Zhou Yiyang watched the next few programs with great interest.However, the four girls have already formed a table and started playing mahjong.

Later, Dean Luo became Su Yin and Lin Xuan'er's staff.Bai Yangyu turned to help Tang Yue and Wang Xingrui.

Zhou Yiyang hugged Xiao Hei while watching the show and watching them play cards, which turned out to be very interesting.

Before you know it, it's zero o'clock.

Listening to the host's report, everyone stopped what they were doing and happily shouted "Happy New Year!".

"Okay," Zhou Yiyang broke away from the emotion just now almost instantly.For him, this Spring Festival ended just at midnight. "Everyone, go to bed quickly! Dean Luo, I'll drive you off."

"Aren't we keeping watch?" Tang Yue asked in a low voice.

She also knew that her name was not right, and anyone who knew her would know that her so-called night watch was just an excuse for staying up late.

Sure enough, Zhou Yiyang glanced at Tang Yue who was not far away, and said in a low voice: "If you are confident, after tonight's vigil, you can continue to shine on the stage tomorrow without making any mistakes, I have no objection. "

Lin Xuan'er really pulled Tang Yue's clothes, and whispered in her ear: "No, I'm not even sure that I didn't make a mistake."

"Brother Yang, I've made up my mind," Tang Yue said solemnly, "I'm going to sleep now."

On New Year's Eve, the heat belongs to the Spring Festival Gala.

But there are also many accidents, such as a sketch actor mispronouncing a line.There is also a certain magician who made an inappropriate joke, and of course there are young people complaining that there are too few new generation singers, and it is completely a Spring Festival Gala for middle-aged and elderly people.

China Satellite TV is not panicking at all, not to mention that they have prepared an online Spring Festival Gala focusing on young people.They know very well that no matter how much everyone complains, there are still many people watching the Spring Festival Gala on this day.

It's a habit that's been passed down for decades.

At eight o'clock in the morning, no matter whether the girls woke up or not, they were all woken up by Zhou Yiyang, and then they came to the airport with sleepy faces.

Luo Chen waited there early, and immediately handed over a big bag of food after seeing everyone.

"Breakfast, I guess after we get there, I'm afraid we won't have time to eat at all, so we'll start the rehearsal directly."

"Thank you Brother Chen!" Su Yin said thank you so sincerely.

"I heard that you all went to Brother Yang's house yesterday?" Luo Chen asked with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Yes." Su Yin chewed things with a small mouth, and Wang Xingrui said for her: "Brother Chen, did you come back this morning?"

"Well," Luo Chen suddenly lowered his voice, not daring to look at Zhou Yiyang anymore: "I drove here in the morning. Speaking of which, Brother Yang won't blame me, right? You should notify me of this kind of event next time."

"Okay," Tang Yue suddenly appeared behind Luo Chen, like a ghost: "The next time we have a sister tea party, I can invite you to come!"

"Then there's no need, I don't want to be killed by your fans." Luo Chen declined the opportunity with a smile.

Today's Beijing is a sunny day, but the sun is so bright, the temperature is still very low.

"I heard that Beijing Satellite TV's New Year's Eve party is held outdoors." Lin Xuan'er was wearing a winter suit given to them by Tang Yue. It was warm, but it looked like four little bears from a distance. "It's so cold today, wouldn't it be frozen to death?"

Su Yin shook her head: "I don't understand what they think. Anyway, I have hardly watched the New Year's Eve on Beijing Satellite TV, and I feel cold when I look at it."

"I heard that you can exhale cold air when you sing, is it true?" Wang Xingrui asked curiously.

"It's a pity that the satellite TV in my hometown can't do it," Tang Yue said with a look of regret: "Otherwise, if you sing outdoors at our place, I'm afraid you will freeze when you open your mouth."

"Change the subject!" Zhou Yiyang tightened the scarf again: "Listening to what you said, I feel more and more cold."

Like them, there are fans waiting in the cold wind.

Both Yue Shao and Luo Chen have fans. They stand outside the China Satellite TV building, waiting from [-] o'clock in the morning until now, so that they can hear their cheering and shouting before their idols enter the door, and give them a little encouragement.

It would be a lie to say that I was not moved.

But they can't cry.

"Don't cry," Tang Yue said seriously, "Tears will freeze!"

"Pfft!" Zhou Yiyang was almost choked, and he took a deep look at Tang Yue: "You've used this stalk quite well. I think you can consider going to Jiang Yang's place in the future."

"No problem!" Tang Yue readily agreed, "I remember what you said, Brother Yang, that Jiang Yang and Pang Li are going to make a movie this year. It would be nice for me to play a supporting role!"

Lin Xuan'er waved her hands at the fans and said from the bottom of her heart, "Everyone, go home, it's too cold here. We have received all your encouragement, and we will definitely live up to your expectations tonight."

Luo Chen, who was standing by the side, thought for a while and said, "Xuan'er and I have the same thoughts. I have already received your wishes."

The fans were very touched, and their favorite singer not only responded to them, but even cared about them.

Where can I find such a good idol!

All the laughter and laughter were completely sealed off after entering the building.

There is only a tense atmosphere here.

There is no New Year's joy on everyone's face, the game is approaching, and no one wants to lose.

Singers who did not enter the studio for rehearsal also hang their voices in the hall and practice.

"Don't you think it's the same as the scene of the art test when I was a child. Everyone is rehearsing and practicing outside. Eh~" Tang Yue closed her eyes: "I'm so nervous."

"Have you passed the art test?" Zhou Yiyang turned his head and asked.

"No, didn't I watch it in a TV show! Hey, Brother Yang, I now regret that I haven't practiced in those days when I went home."

"Me too." Su Yin raised her hand in a low voice: "However, I listen to the demo to sleep every night."

Luo Chen scratched his head instead: "I've been practicing at home for the past few days, and my mother is much stricter than Brother Yang."

Zhou Yiyang could only shake his head, and said helplessly: "Then hurry up and practice, and we will meet the national audience tonight!"

"What do I think?" Tang Yue complained in a low voice, "We are apologizing to the audience all over the country!"

(End of this chapter)