"Wuwuwu, everyone, please don't hit me. I know I was wrong. If I dare to curse Lu Fei again, I will be a coward."
Huang Zitao begged for mercy with a sobbing tone, but no one paid attention to him. Everyone continued to hit him. If begging for mercy was useful, wouldn't the law be useless? Some mistakes could not be made up for by admitting to them and begging for mercy.
Why did you think of the consequences when you just slandered my idol? Now you know you were wrong? It's too late! Do you really think that everyone has no temper?
Are you bullying me for not being educated? Who asked you to be arrogant? I will let you know what the "price of cursing Lu Fei" means. A large number of soldiers joined in the fun. In fact, they didn't know what happened, but when they heard that someone was cursing Lu Fei, their anger was ignited in an instant. Looking at the momentum, today's matter was really not easy to solve. If Huang Zitao's body was not strong enough, he would probably die here today.
Fortunately, these young people still retained some rationality. They did not beat him to death. Instead, they chose places that were painful to hit, but would not cause particularly high real damage.
Huang Zitao was beaten until he cried for his father and mother. Sun Yang couldn't help but scratch his head. He was very surprised. Huang Zitao ran away in a blink of an eye. He thought that Huang Zitao went to the toilet, so he didn't think much about it. This guy ran to the back.
The noise in front was too loud. The shouting at the back could not be heard, so Sun Yang naturally did not hear Huang Zitao's familiar scream. As for Lu Fei, he was kissing Yang Mi under the urging of a group of soldiers. To be honest, Yang Mi was still very shy.
But fortunately, Lu Fei's embrace gave her enough courage. Otherwise, how could she have the courage to kiss in front of so many people? She had been in the entertainment industry for so long, but she had never had any scenes with any male actor, not even holding hands.
Many people said that Yang Mi had a background. Indeed, she really had a background. No matter which director saw her, they were all incomparably respectful, let alone those male actors. Yang Mi could make them disappear from the entertainment industry with a single sentence, so there was no need to say anything else.
The shouts below the stage were deafening and unusually hot. In general, today's program was definitely the biggest feast in the history of the Heroes Camp. There were all kinds of howls and shouts. This segment was quickly over. Yang Mi was embarrassed to stand on the stage, so she replaced Tong Liya to continue hosting.
On this side, Huang Zitao was also completely stunned by the beating. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Although his appearance was extremely tragic, he did not bleed much. Only his nose was bleeding. The rest of his body was sore and sore. He staggered up from the ground.
Like a lonely loser, he walked towards the dormitory. Yes, Huang Zitao was now completely confused. He could not distinguish between north and south. He could only walk around based on his intuition. Fortunately, he was not far from the dormitory. He still managed to return to the dormitory. It couldn't be helped. His current appearance was too embarrassing. If one did not look carefully, they would really think that he was a beggar.
Now the program had entered the white-hot stage. Yes, it was the female soldiers of Class Two who were going to present a beautiful dance. The girls didn't change their clothes and performed in their military uniforms. However, the coordinated supplies and orderly pace, coupled with the top-notch appearance, gave off a very good feeling.
What surprised Lu Fei the most was Yang Mi. He did not expect this girl to make such amazing progress in such a short time. Yes, if Yang Mi was a person with uncoordinated limbs a few days ago, then she was now a very good dancer.
The soft materials were unusually beautiful. Coupled with her unique temperament, it gave people an indescribable feeling. The other girls' performances were also very good. Tong Liya was gentle, Shen Mengcheng was lively and naughty, and Zhang Lanxin was valiant and formidable. Each girl's style was very different.
"Pa!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"
Lu Fei quietly looked at each girl on the stage. He always felt that these girls' eyes were focused on him. Well, maybe Lu Fei was being narcissistic, but this feeling in his heart was really strong. He could feel the strong feelings of these girls towards him, it was a feeling that couldn't be described with words. Lu Fei looked at the girls on the stage quietly. Lu Fei looked at the girls on the stage.
Perhaps Lu Fei could not find any more substantial evidence, but as a veteran in love for more than ten years, Lu Fei could naturally understand this. If he could not even judge whether a girl had a good impression of him or liked him, then Lu Fei would not be Lu Fei.
He truly felt that it was a waste of an impeccably perfect face. Cough, cough, he was not like those little fresh meat who kept their chastity. How miserable was it to be a celebrity? He was handsome, but he could not be greedy. Just thinking about it made him feel miserable. Of course, in other people's eyes, he had everything and did not need something like love. But in fact, it was not like this. Everyone had seen the relationship between man and nature. Thinking of Teacher Zhao Xianghe's words, "Spring is coming, it's the season to do that …"
Cough, cough, humans were high-level animals, and they also had needs! Holding it in for too long was definitely not an alarmist saying. But thinking about it, every celebrity should not be so strong after that age. The life of an artist was not easy. En, not every artist was called Lu Fei.
"So beautiful." Lu Fei looked at Yang Mi on the stage and muttered to himself. He knew better than anyone else that this dance was for him to see because in Yang Mi's eyes, Lu Fei only saw himself. Yes, he was the only person in the world, and there was nothing else.
The style of folk dance was very gentle and beautiful. The true essence of dance was to be able to move one's spirit without moving one's body. In other words, it was to be able to convey one's emotions through one's eyes. She had integrated all her love for Lu Fei into her dance posture and movements. That was her love for Lu Fei.
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