Although it was only a stage rehearsal, every time South Vietnam sang on the spot. She tried the sound effect many times and couldn't find any small problems.

She has walked all over the huge stage. Now she can skillfully distinguish each area. When a song comes down, people sitting in every corner can see her face as much as possible.

Although there is only one song to sing and dance, it takes both voice and physical strength to sing other songs like this.

When the concert was officially held, because the venue was too large and there were too many people, she had to open her voice as much as possible.

This is the difference between a concert and other stages.

Chu Ye doesn't feel distressed or worried about anything, but occasionally thinks about it, hoping that her body can hold up after the concert.

Otherwise, Sheng Jingrui will immediately throw him into a corner of the mountain. In case he is acclimatized, his resistance will decline and he will be ill.

The culprit, at the moment, is still listening to South Vietnam singing with interest. If he has a support stick in his hand, he can shake it at any time.

At the end of a song, seeing that South Vietnam was still full of spirit, he went aside and talked with the staff to discuss where to change and where to replace.

Sheng Jingrui sighed: "it's good to be young. Has she been rehearsing like this these days?"

"Well, fortunately, her achievements are worthy of her efforts." Chu Ye half leans on one side of the railing and casually looks at the energetic South Vietnam.

It can be seen that she enjoys this stage very much. Even if there is no one under the stage, she sings very happily.

Sheng Jingrui smiled: "you are still so sharp that you won't invest too much personal emotion in the artists you bring."

Chu Ye looked at him. He clearly understood this, but he still used such a bad reason to dig his own corner.

Sometimes Chu Ye really doesn't know what he's thinking.

"Why just look at me and don't talk?" Sheng Jingrui was very innocent, "I was wrong?"

Chu Ye shook his head and said coldly, "no, but you'd better shut up first."

Because during the conversation, South Vietnam has finished communicating with the staff and continues with the next song.

When Nanyue sang, he didn't pay attention to the trend of Chu ye and Sheng Jingrui. After singing, he also went directly back to the backstage dressing room, cleaned up a little, and prepared to go back with Mo Lvlv.

As a result, when I arrived at the parking lot, I found that neither of them had left.

And it seems that they have just come out. They stand obliquely against a door, chatting with each other.

Seeing Nanyue coming, Sheng Jingrui straightened up and waved to her: "Nanyue, are you going straight back? Let's go together. "

“?” Chu Ye frowned before Nan Yue spoke. "Are you on your way? The Sheng family is not in that direction, is it? "

"If you don't go home, go to another place. It's just the weekend. Go running." Sheng Jingrui replied casually.

Chu Ye listened, but he hesitated: "wait, the problem seems to be, how do you know where South Vietnam lives? She just moved to a new house some time ago. "

When Nanyue heard this, he was also slightly stunned. He wanted to say something, but he was preempted by Sheng Jingrui.

"Her new home is next door to mine, don't you know? The house was sold to her by Jingheng. "

“……”

Nanyue opened his mouth and gave up. Anyway, Chu ye will know sooner or later. Let's say it now.

She thought that Chu ye would not interfere in her private life, so she didn't talk about it specifically.

Chu Ye looked at Sheng Jingrui and Nanyue. He looked calm: "Oh, I just know. I remember I haven't seen it yet. Let's go together."