At six o'clock the next morning, Liang Yixuan was woken up by the alarm clock.

Knowing that Cheng Nuo got up late next door, she immediately cut off the alarm clock after a moment of sleepiness, opened her eyes and looked at the dim ceiling, and listened to the sound of rain outside the window to relieve her spirits.

After a few minutes of slowing down, Liang Yixuan picked up her phone and saw a bunch of WeChat messages that she didn't have time to reply last night.

After the variety show was broadcast last night, many WeChat friends who didn’t usually contact me came to care about “Is this you?” “Why did you think of going to participate in a variety show”, or praised her for being “so good at being on camera, getting more and more beautiful.”

In fact, the traffic of the variety show premiere is not so much, but the domestic ballet circle is so big, especially among young people of the same age, one or two knows it, and then four or five listens.

Liang Yixuan replied politely, and it was almost half past six.

She quickly got out of bed and washed up, changed into a simple shirt and skirt and hurried downstairs. When she arrived at the corner of the first floor, she smelled the fragrance of porridge.

Liang Yixuan has always been the first to go out these days and has never met any guest in the morning.

She walked by a corner unexpectedly and saw Pan Yu, the "third female" who was busy in the kitchen.

She changed her career suit a few days ago and dressed up with full makeup. Pan Yu wore a white chiffon dress today, with only a bottom of her makeup, and her neat medium-length hair tied into a gentle low ponytail.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she waved to Liang Yixuan: "Good morning."

"Good morning." Liang Yixuan nodded and walked forward.

"I made the porridge," Pan Yu pointed to the casserole on the stove, "but it's still a while before you can get better. Do you have time to drink it?"

Pan Yu has never shown her cooking skills a few days ago, and she rarely takes the initiative to talk to anyone. Today, she is as enthusiastic as if she has become a different person.

Liang Yixuan suddenly remembered that Cheng Nuo had watched the premiere last night and told her that the tickets for the previous two days were very concentrated. Among the female guests, she received three tickets for two days, and among the male guests, Shen Ji received three tickets for two days.

"The car I made an appointment is coming soon, just drink some cereals." Liang Yixuan waved her hand and made a cup of cereals. As soon as she sat on the dining table, she received a call from the driver.

"Miss Liang? Is it Miss Liang?"

"Are you here?" Liang Yixuan put down her cup and stood up, "I'm now..."

"No, no, that's right, Miss Liang, something happened to me on the road, and I can't get through for a while! I thought I'd like to tell you immediately, don't delay you, I'm really embarrassed!"

"It's okay," Liang Yixuan looked at the heavy rain outside the window, "You can deal with your business first, and I'll make an appointment with a car."

After hanging up the phone, she sat back on the dining table, but her brows frowned.

The variety show recording site is in the northern suburbs, where there is little traffic in this area. The driver just made an appointment with her in advance last night. It is probably not easy to call another car on a rainy day.

Liang Yixuan opened the APP and tried it. As expected, no one took the order when he had drunk the cereal and saw it.

When Pan Yu saw that it was seven o'clock, he opened the lid of the casserole and asked her: "Can't you make an appointment with a car?"

"Um."

"Nanhuai public transportation is so crowded, why didn't you buy a car by yourself?"

Liang Yixuan was trying to increase the price and answered: "...I haven't taken the driver's license yet."

"In this way, I couldn't wait to get on the road just after I was eighteen, but my company is not going to go with you, otherwise I can still send you there."

"Can't you get a taxi?" Shen Ji happened to walk downstairs at this time.

As soon as Liang Yixuan opened her mouth, Pan Yu from the island station said "morning".

"Good morning." Chen Ji replied to Pan Yu and turned to Liang Yixuan.

"Come on my car."

"I've cooked porridge."

Chen Ji and Pan Yu spoke at the same time.

"You have breakfast first," Liang Yixuan said to Chen Ji, "I'll increase the price and I'll get it in a while."

Pan Yu also brought the porridge over: "Drinking some porridge will take a few minutes and it will be served for you, so don't waste it."

"Then you keep it for me, I will definitely drink it when I come back in the evening." Chen Ji said to Pan Yu, put on a suit jacket tied around his arms, and looked at Liang Yixuan, "You should make the taxi fare for me."

Seeing that he would be late if he didn't leave, Liang Yixuan didn't refuse.

The camera crew installed GoPro in front of Shen Ji's black Cayenne to film the interaction between the two.

The camera was close, but the window was closed because it rained and the carriage was closed, so Liang Yixuan was a little cramped as soon as she got on the car.

She chose to send text messages to Chen Ji these days because she felt most comfortable getting along with him among the three male guests. She was neither worried about the cold situation like she was in Duan Ye, nor was she stressed because of the other person's excessive enthusiasm like she was in front of Lin Xiaosheng.

But if you want to say too much, it’s only the fourth day, what can I do?

Remembering the barrage that was so popular last night, Liang Yixuan was a little confused for a moment.

Perhaps seeing her uncomfortable, the car drove for a while, Chen Ji smiled and found a topic: "Talk something that can't be broadcast."

"Hmm?" Liang Yixuan turned her head.

"I received a call from an elder in the business world before going to bed last night."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I said I was participating in a variety show. If you want to meet a girl, you can ask him for help. You must know that I will go around in vain. He will push you on WeChat to me soon."

Liang Yixuan said in surprise: "He knows me?"

"His wife knows you, Director Qiao Jingqiao of the Nanhuai Dance Association."

"Oh, Teacher Qiao, I know." Thinking of the contract that the guests cannot exchange contact information privately, Liang Yixuan hesitated, "... Then do you have my WeChat?"

“Do I look like someone who doesn’t follow the rules?”

Liang Yixuan shook her head: "It's not like."

She felt that Chen Ji should be like her, both a very rule-abiding person.

Whether it is the same scheming habit, or he can always see the emotions of the people around him, control the scene comprehensively, and balance every interpersonal relationship - people who do not follow the rules live as they please, rarely have these traits.

"Don't worry, I didn't want it." Chen Ji replied indeed, "I am a person in the shopping mall and I have to abide by the spirit of the contract. Besides, I can't let you go into the water to pay the penalty for liquidated damages."

Liang Yixuan smiled.

The atmosphere was harmonious, and the journey of getting along alone was not that long.

After half past eight o'clock, Chen Ji parked his car at the temporary stop in front of the dance center.

Liang Yixuan untied her seat belt and suddenly heard a "wait" before getting off the car.

Chen Ji got out of the driver's seat, opened a long-handled umbrella, opened the car door for her, and saw a pool of water-stacked potholes beside the passenger's door, so he stretched out a hand to her.

Liang Yixuan grabbed his wrist through the clothes and used the force to cross the puddle: "Please trouble you, delay your breakfast."

"Well, just eat more tonight."

"It's my turn to cook tonight. Do you want something to eat?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs." Chen Ji smiled and pointed behind her, "It's raining heavily, go in quickly."

"Okay." Liang Yixuan held up his folding umbrella, waved to him, and walked towards the dance center.

The black Cayenne stayed in place for a while, turned around and slowly drove into the rain.

A moment later, a silver-white Bugatti Veyron roared upwards and whizzed past the door of the dance center.

Not only Nanba is located in the dance center, but also Nanhuai Song and Dance Troupe and Nanhuai Dance School. Liang Yixuan is frequently asked about variety shows all day long, and she seems to have said everything for a month at the end of the day, and she is exhausted both physically and mentally after finishing training.

At five o'clock in the evening, she took a shower in the shower and clocked in after get off work. Remembering that Lin Xiaosheng asked her to make dinner together at 7 o'clock tonight, saving time on makeup, and rushed to buy some fresh meat and vegetables in the city, and returned to the villa in the northern suburbs at 6:30.

As soon as I entered the entrance, a smell of food came to my nose.

At the other end of the open kitchen, Lin Xiaosheng and Pan Yu were talking and laughing. Lin Xiaosheng took the spoon, and Pan Yu was holding the tail of the crucian carp and threw it into the pot for him.

The oil splashed, and Pan Yu screamed and hid behind Lin Xiaosheng.

Lin Xiaosheng blocked the pot with the lid and turned around and smiled at her: "Sister, you are too brave."

"You don't appreciate it if I kindly help you? Then I don't care about you anymore."

Pan Yu was about to leave, and Lin Xiaosheng pulled her sleeve: "No, it's me that I said the wrong thing."

"I'm teasing you." Pan Yu smiled and went to get the tofu. He turned around and saw Liang Yixuan who was changing his shoes. "Yixuan is back. I think it's so late, so I will help Xiaosheng first, otherwise everyone will go hungry."

"Well, it's too late for me to go to the supermarket." Liang Yixuan walked to the kitchen counter with her supermarket shopping bag.

Lin Xiaosheng turned around and saw Liang Yixuan's hand being tied with a shopping bag rope. His eyes flickered and he opened his mouth to say something. He paused and swallowed his words.

Pan Yu patted his shoulder.

"Um?"

"Please take care of you."

"Oh." Lin Xiaosheng curled his lips and lowered his head to fry the fish.

Liang Yixuan stood in front of the refrigerator, put the ingredients in one by one, and left a box of small strips on the chopping board.

Pan Yu glanced at her: "You've got enough food, what are you going to do?"

"Shen Ji said he wanted to eat sweet and sour pork ribs tonight, so I'll make one."

"No need," Pan Yu smiled, "He won't come back to have a meal."

Liang Yixuan paused when she opened the box: "Does he want to work overtime?"

Pan Yu shrugged: "I don't know, I guess I've been delayed by something today."
To be continued...