The Vicious Female Partner Must Die [Wear the Book]

Bai Xirou has many doubts in her heart.

For example, why she got her important token from Lu Zhiyu.

Unconsciously, she pulled Lu Zhiyu's arm, with a questioning meaning in her eyes.

Before Bai Xirou said a word, a woman rudely inserted between them, blocking their sight of each other.

Ruan Suhuai?

Lu Zhiyu looked at the condescending woman standing in front of her with a little surprise. She shouldn't be in the judge's seat and the other two tutors discussing the ranking and scoring. Why do you have time to hang out in the lounge .

Ruan Suhuai was a little upset. She was worried that Lu Zhi would rarely pour a glass of water and come to the lounge to see people. As soon as she came, she saw a shameless little artist pestering her woman.

She glanced at Bai Xirou and regarded her as nothing, and sat down between the two with a table in her hand, choosing a comfortable position to sit next to Lu Zhiyu and embrace her , pushing Bai Xirou aside.

Aware of Ruan Suhuai's hostility, Bai Xirou got up from the sofa wisely and went to the dressing table to touch up her makeup.

Lu Zhi glanced at Bai Xirou who was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, put the mineral water bottle back on the table, and asked, "Why did you come to the lounge at this time? already."

Ruan Suhuai took a few sips of the mineral water that Lu Zhiyu had just put down, and said with a bit of vinegar: "If I don't come now, you and the artist with the surname Bai will be on the face. Go together."

Lu Zhiyu was a little speechless, and felt that Ruan Suhuai was a little too sensitive. She and Bai Xirou were at the most normal distance on the sofa, so how could they be face to face.

She saw Ruan Suhuai drank half of her bottle of mineral water, grabbed her arm, and couldn't help crying: "Why are you drinking my mineral water, don't dislike my saliva, vending machine Just in the studio corridor, a few hundred steps away, you might as well buy a bottle yourself."

"Why, I drink your water to give you face, I don't think it's dirty."

Ruan Suhuai's tan eyes glanced at Bai Xirou, who seemed to be peeking at their makeup, and pursed her lips slightly in disdain. This woman surnamed Bai was really interested in her people. annoying.

She looked back, and her vision fell into Lu Zhiyu's staring brown-purple eyes, her face turned slightly red, and a humming sound came from the tip of her nose, and said: "Let's talk about it. , I am willing to drink the mineral water you have drunk, and it is fragrant, but if it is someone else, I will not."

Lu Zhiyu's eyes were stunned, he coughed, his cheeks were also stained with a layer of blush, and he said embarrassingly: "What fragrant, you speak inexplicably, I don't know what to say already."

The fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead were gently wiped off by Ruan Suhuai with a napkin.

The fingers that are very close to Lu Zhiyu's eyes, the round shell is powdery, the knuckles of the wheat-colored skin are delicate, and the fragrance of a good-smelling skin cream.

Ruan Suhuai looked at Lu Zhiyu attentively, wiped the sweat on her forehead and temples, and said softly: "Whether you can win the championship or not in this superstar era, it doesn't matter, don't Put too much pressure on yourself. Although I was affected by my dad's scandal and lost some resources, I still have more than enough to support you. Taking advantage of the popularity of the last episode of this show, we can plan a good marketing wave. "

She added another sentence, "The competition system is still the same as the promotion competition of the previous period, so you don't need to read it carefully."

This ambiguous distance and gentle gaze made Lu Zhiyu a little uncomfortable and uncomfortable, and felt a little warm in his heart.

She knew that Ruan Suhuai said this because she noticed the unease in her heart at the moment, although she did not know why she caused such uneasiness.

Ruan Suhuai has always despised her and ridiculed her. This is the first time I have seen such a gentle and encouraging attitude.

Lu Zhiyu smiled slightly, got up at the urging of the staff, and said sincerely, "Xiaohuai, I received your words, thank you."

Looking at it, Ruan Suhuai was still standing there and staring at her with a smile, her lips slightly parted, the word "Come on".

The rules of the championship finals are very simple. The two final contestants select the final competition song according to the scrolling subtitles on the screen. The people's lottery is used to distribute the lyrics in sections, and the dance with the song requires two people to cooperate and improvise together.

At the same time as the final performance, there will be a popularity vote by the live audience, the media jury, mentors, and the audience in front of the TV.

The one with the highest popularity score is the winner of this round.

In the middle of the competition, in the music of Yourou, Bai Xirou suddenly hugged Lu Zhiyu's waist and pulled her into her arms.

At this moment, fireworks burst out from the edge of the stage, almost burning the skirts of the two of them.

Bai Xirou temporarily turned off the switch of the headset, and said softly: "Be careful, you are close to me, I only hold you, next time I will not have such good luck, the stage A common sense artist should be aware of boundaries and dangerous fireworks.”

The next beat sounded, the waist was loosened, and the smooth dancing interaction was cleverly connected.

Lu Zhiyu's eyes met Bai Xirou, and she noticed that the other party didn't seem to stay away from her when she was dancing. on her.

The line of sight is extremely penetrating, and it seems that she wants to extract her soul from her body and trace it throughout.

Lu Zhiyu turned her eyes away in a panic. Fortunately, the next sentence was her lyrics. Years of performance experience made her expression management extremely well. Her sweet smile revealed a natural charm. She walked away from Bai Xirou, moved to an appropriate position to interact with the audience, sang to the extreme, and swept away her discomfort.

The finals are over, and the popularity votes on the screen are gradually divided.

Bai Xirou's inattentiveness to the game resulted in the lowest score ever, and Lu Zhiyu won the title of the ultimate Superstar Era champion without any suspense.

The audience under the stage applauded like thunder, and the shouts and cheers of fans seemed to drown the entire performance venue.

Tutor Ruan Suhuai took the stage, picked up the iconic starlight crown of the superstar era from the host's hand, hugged Lu Zhiyu, and put it in her hair.

At this moment, a man suddenly rushed onto the stage, holding a large bouquet of roses, and walked in front of Lu Zhiyu.

"Lu Zhiyu, I love you, will you marry me?"

Du Yueze looked at Lu Zhiyu, stared at her, and snatched the microphone under the host's surprised expression.

His courtship echoed repeatedly in the show with the amplification of the sound.