nashuaworldcup Chapter 199 You Will Drag Jingke Down
Chapter 199 You Will Drag Jingke Down
[Oh my god, Ai'ai, are you trying to destroy the set the production team worked so hard to build? If you can't cook, don't try to be a good cook; it's such a waste of food.]
Ye Jingke rubbed Cheng Ai's head and told her to change her clothes. Then he bent down to remove the excess wood, lifted the pot lid, poured out the half-cooked fish, grabbed three yellow croakers from the basin next to him, gutted them, removed the entrails, sliced the meat, chopped scallions, ginger, and garlic, and heated oil in a wok.
Seeing a small bowl of flour on the table, Zhong Zheyi immediately poured in water and kneaded the dough, intending to cook noodles.
Bai Fu wanted to help, but Cheng Ai pulled her away. Li Ziyuan took over the job of making the egg sauce, while Su Lixiang pretended to set the table.
[Damn, I suddenly feel that Master Fu and Xiao Ai are quite a good match. Is it just my imagination?]
[Brother Ye takes care of everyone like a patriarch; it's so heartwarming.]
During the meal, Cheng Ai wore a blue jade hairpin. Ye Jingke glanced at Bai Fu briefly before looking away.
Afterwards, Ye Jing, Ke Cheng, Ai Bai, Fu Li, and Zi Yuan went to practice their duet dances in pairs, while Zhong Zheyi and Su Lixiang each found a place to sing, dance, and play the pipa. The morning passed by in a flash.
At noon, all the tents and sheds were dismantled by the staff, and the guests boarded the helicopter with them.
Not far away, an ice palace stands on the ice, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
The helicopter arrived at its destination in half an hour, and the group walked out in an orderly fashion, looking up at the giant object in front of them.
The Ice Palace is not large, but it can accommodate dozens of people. The top is fan-shaped, with a golden microphone in the center and phoenixes with outstretched wings carved at the four corners, making it both proud and mysterious.
Wow, so beautiful! The production team really went all out!
[This is a massive project; can it really be completed in a week?]
Ice cubes are everywhere; just smash them a couple of times with an awl.
Zhao Nan organized the staff to set up the venue, while Chi Mo walked over from the side and led the guests to the rehearsal room.
Upon entering the Ice Palace, the first thing that comes into view is a long corridor, with dazzling lights embedded on both sides, illuminating the entire space brightly.
If you look closely, there are two slightly raised areas on the ice wall, as if some kind of mechanism is installed.
Chi Mo gently pressed down, and a piece of ice slowly moved upward, revealing a room about ten meters in diameter. "This is the rehearsal room. You only have four hours for rehearsal, so please take it seriously."
At the same time, Zhao Nan closed the live stream, and the netizens were not annoyed, all obediently waiting for the performance.
Although the rehearsal room was simple, it was fully equipped with all kinds of equipment. The guests walked in looking around and familiarized themselves with the environment before starting rehearsals.
The accompaniment played again and again, they performed time and time again, the lighting technicians focused their spotlights on them repeatedly, and Chi Mo provided attentive commentary and guidance throughout.
During the break, Ye Jingke wiped the fine sweat from Cheng Ai's forehead and whispered, "That's how it is to be an artist. Even if it's tough, you have to persevere."
Cheng Ai took a sip of warm water, smiled at him, and said, "I'm not very bright, so it's normal for me to work harder than others."
Ye Jingke pursed his lips and remained silent, but his eyes were filled with heartache.
Actually, he didn't really want his partner to be a celebrity. The entertainment industry is too complicated; it's not only tiring, but you're also easily bullied.
Of course, if the other party insists on taking this path, he will respect that choice, since everyone is an independent individual and no one has the right to interfere.
Around four o'clock, Chi Mo called a halt to the guests who were rehearsing and said calmly, "The dressing room is across the street, and the makeup room is next to it. Except for Xiao Ai, everyone else should go change first!"
Zhong Zheyi and the others responded and left quickly. Ye Jingke's gaze was fixed on Cheng Ai. Only after the staff had finished cleaning up the venue did he follow them, turning back every few steps.
The rehearsal room returned to silence. Chi Mo frowned, sighed after a long while, and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Xiao Ai, you've worked very hard and your movements are up to standard, but you just can't find the right rhythm. If you continue like this, you'll drag Jing Ke down."
She had corrected this problem countless times during rehearsals, but the other party kept failing to change, so she had no choice but to be frank.
Cheng Ai paused, then bit her lip awkwardly and lowered her eyes. "Does the teacher have any good suggestions?"
Chi Mo smiled slightly and slowly shook her head, "If you can't even overcome this little difficulty, you don't deserve to be an artist of Shengding International."
A hint of sadness flashed in Cheng Ai's eyes, followed by a disdainful sneer, "Teacher, you seem to dislike me. Can you tell me what I did to offend you?"
Chi Mo's expression stiffened, and she helplessly rubbed her forehead. "The young girl is quite observant, but now is not the time to discuss this. You need to learn to listen to the beat as soon as possible to avoid any accidents during the performance."
Cheng Ai wasn't one to hold grudges, and since the two shared the same goal, they immediately launched into a heated discussion.
Half an hour is neither a long nor a short time, and they soon ended their conversation.
When Cheng Ai came out, before she could even react, she was quickly pulled into the room and kissed on the lips.
She paused for only a second, then raised her arm and climbed onto the other person's neck, responding enthusiastically on tiptoe.
A kiss landed, and Ye Jingke's fingers gently caressed her luscious cherry lips, his voice low and husky, "Ai Ai, what did your teacher say to you?"
Cheng Ai's head was spinning, but she still managed to answer his question, "She told me to pay close attention to Bai Fu and Li Ziyuan's movements and try not to get out of sync."
With a casual tone, Ye Jingke handed over the bag on the wooden table, saying, "Put on your performance outfit, I'll go do my makeup."
Cheng Ai caught it in a daze, then immediately unbuttoned it and started to take off her clothes.
Her fair skin was on full display, revealing her graceful figure. Ye Jingke's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, her breathing quickened, and her gaze was intense.
Time was of the essence, and without the slightest hesitation, he quickly branded a pink mark on that slender waist before fleeing in panic.
Cheng Ai blushed slightly and quickly put on her clothes. Then she went to the dressing room next door and sat next to Ye Jingke to wait for her makeup to be done.
At 4:50, the camera focused on the stage, the live stream started, and netizens rushed in, filling the screen with comments instantly:
Wow, what a beautiful scene! I'd be willing to explode on the spot if I could go there!
[Traveling through mountains and rivers just for a song, you're something else!]
[Director, please open the tipping channel quickly! I want to make a purchase!]
[My heart is pounding, my hands are trembling, I can't wait to see Brother Ye dance!]
[Hopefully, Xiao Ai Ai won't hold the team back. She has some talent for dancing, but not much.]
This morning I observed Zheyi for a long time and noticed that his movements had become stiff, clearly indicating that he was following Master Fu's advice.
[Go, Zizi Fairy! We love you forever!]
In the waiting room, staff members were handing microphones to six guests with different expressions, distributing props, and explaining precautions.