Time seemed to have returned to the time before Feng Yun's incident occurred in Qinghe City. The girl was singing in the rehearsal room, and the handsome boy sat quietly and listened. Occasionally, when the girl turned her head and asked how she was singing, she would say a few unique insights. Not too much, but every word was gem.

However, Wu Pu's mood is obviously not as good as that time now. Because the girl singing in the rehearsal hall is not Niu Lili.

Xu Wei is also a beautiful woman. During these days, she has expressed her affection for Wu Pu. But Wu Pu didn't have any feelings for her. After all, this girl is twenty-three years old and is too much older than him. Of course, age cannot become the gap between the two relationships. Well, in fact, there are quite a few girls in Wu Pu's heart, and at this time, no more can be accepted.

Love always requires a lot of things to support it. If you go back to your previous life, your father protects the family safely and soundly, and there will be no messy and tragic things happening. Even if there are many girls in your life and you also like every girl, Wu Pu will not want to hide every girl in your life.

The relationships of normal people need to be chosen. If everything goes smoothly in the past life, Wu Pu will also choose and live a lifelong life with a girl.

But now he can't make a choice. These messy loves already have a lot of support, so he must become abnormal and hide several girls in his life. To put it bluntly, this is actually a kind of redemption, redemption for himself, redemption for the opportunity that he could not grasp, redemption for the past, and redemption for all the girls who are willing to give for him.

In short, there are a few girls in his life, and maybe there will be others in the future. Who can say this accurately? But at least now, he has no intention of provoking anyone, that's it.

Xu Wei's troupe has a large number of people, with fixed performance venues and fixed performance hours. Most of the time, she arranges some small stage plays at her own expense, and occasionally invites some more famous stars to join the scene to increase her popularity. However, it is always difficult to invite celebrities, and timing and luck are important.

Xu Wei is a very awesome singer and agent. It is a very amazing thing that she can run this small-cost troupe well and make enough profits.

"Mr. Xiao Wu, can you go on stage once tonight?" Although we are already familiar with each other, Xu Wei has never changed her name. She seems to think that this name is a bit funny. "You have also seen it. There are not many audiences in the past few days. We haven't invited new faces for a long time. This is too scary for a small theater troupe. Will you help me, right?"

Xu Wei has a pair of eyes that can't be forgotten after just one glance. It's not big, just rightly embedded in a relatively delicate face, and can always express the feelings she wants to express very appropriately. Sometimes, even if you don't speak, you can read the meaning she wants to express from her eyes.

At this time, these eyes stared at Wu Pu straight, with long eyelashes piercingly hitting their eyelids. A layer of mist was just right on their bright pupils, making people unable to bear to hurt it.

"What can I do when I go on stage?" After getting along for a while, Wu Pu sometimes deliberately avoided Xu Wei's enthusiasm, but this did not affect his ability to appreciate this girl. Getting along with Xu Wei was an excellent learning opportunity, and she could fully see how American musicians operated.

"It's okay to do anything." Seeing that Wu Pu did not refuse immediately, Xu Wei showed joy. She said, "You can sing or dance, even if it's a talk show."

Wu Pu laughed and said, "Haha, there is a saying in China that is to play a big knife in front of Guan Gong and Lu Ban's axe in front of the door. I dare not show any ugly things in front of so many professional actors."

"But if you don't help me, the audience in the troupe will definitely be smaller and smaller today." Xu Wei frowned and sighed resentfully, her eyes suddenly turned in her eyes. She thought of a wonderful idea, which made her very excited. "I thought of Mr. Xiao Wu, Kung Fu, Americans admire Chinese Kung Fu the most, and use your Kung Fu to conquer them. I promise, they will definitely like it. Oh my God, I am such a genius, this idea is so wonderful!"

Xu Wei couldn't help but jumped up and cheered like a little girl. She clenched her fists tightly, and her excited energy made her delicate face red.

"Mr. Wu, is that okay?" Maybe because Wu Pu was too immersed in his performance, Xu Wei's excited expression was just like a fire and encountered an iceberg. Suddenly, she stopped and looked at Wu Pu timidly and asked.

Wu Pu nodded slightly and said, "I don't guarantee that my skills will definitely satisfy your audience."

Xu Wei's Chinese was not very good. It took her half a minute to recall what Wu Pu said. Her eyes slowly opened up through a gap, and a large light shot out. She suddenly jumped up and hugged Wu Pu's neck, and kissed Wu Pu's cheek with a "bar" on her cheek.

"Mr. Xiao Wu, you are a good person. My mind is full of the audience cheering for you. Really, I can imagine that it must be shocking."

Wu Pu is not unfamiliar with Americans' greetings. However, it is rare to see Xu Wei hugging a man's neck for a long time. Wu Pu was embarrassed for a moment, "I hope I won't let your performance crash."

"Of course not. I believe in my eyes and your ability!" Xu Wei couldn't help but stand up on tiptoe and left a kiss mark on Wu Pu's face. This time she did not immediately move her lips away, put her lips on Wu Pu's ears, and murmured: "Mr. Xiao Wu, I think I seem to fall in love with you..."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Xu Wei's sudden confession made Wu Pu's mind blank. Just as he was at a loss to think about countermeasures, a slightly angry voice suddenly came from behind them.

Xu Wei's body trembled, and immediately let go of her arm that was surrounding Wu Pu's neck, turned around and glared at the sudden appearance of the figure.

"Zhang Qia, how many times have you said that you will knock on the door when you come in? Don't you understand?"

"Ali, I didn't mean it." Zhang Qia is also a Chinese and Xu Wei's most loyal follower. Because Xu Wei and Wu Pu were too intimate, he seemed very unhappy. "I want to ask, is the show on stage still the same as usual?"

"Mr. Wu will be on stage tonight. You ask Jelson to replace today's poster with Chinese Kung Fu as the theme. In the afternoon, everyone will also replace the program list, and today they will use Chinese style as the main feature." Xu Wei was very dissatisfied with Zhang Qia's sudden appearance, but when she talked about her work, she immediately returned to her former ability.

Zhang Qia is a smart young man. When he saw Xu Wei talking, he always glanced at Wu Pu. He guessed that Wu Pu would be on stage in the evening. At this time, his eyes when he looked at Wu Pu would inevitably be full of hostility.

"Okay, take Mr. Xiao Wu to the No. 3 rehearsal hall, I'll prepare some things." Kung Fu cannot just go on stage to dance. Xu Wei is a music agent, so she naturally knows how to package Kung Fu to the eye. In fact, she had this plan a few days ago, and she has been struggling to not have the right opportunity to propose it. After finally getting Wu Pu to agree, she must seize this opportunity.

He gave Zhang Qia an order, and Xu Wei and Wu Pu smiled slightly, "Mr. Xiao Wu, let Zhang Qia take you to the No. 3 rehearsal hall. I have prepared some soundtracks. I'm going to pick them up now, okay?"

After Wu Pu nodded, Xu Wei went out.

"Hi, here!" Zhang Qia was not very friendly. He broke the intimacy between his lover and other men. He felt so sad that he felt like he was knocking over a jar of Shanxi old jealousy.

"You stay away from Ellie. She is mine, do you understand?" After walking out of the lounge, Zhang Qia did not hide his jealousy. He stopped in a sparsely populated aisle, turned around and stared at Wu Pu, and said unkindly: "We are all Chinese. I don't want to make things difficult for you, but I don't allow you to compete with me for Ellie, never."

In Wu Pu's eyes, Zhang Qia is just a young man trapped by love. Before you have enough power, especially when the person you like clearly has a heart, provoking your love rival so bluntly is obviously not a good idea.

Wu Pu looked at Zhang Qia's angry expression with interest, and smiled and said, "Is the No. 3 Rehearsal Hall still far away?"

"Hi!" Zhang Qia felt a sense of frustration that was ignored. He glared and said, "We are talking about Ellie now, please don't change the topic."

"Obviously, you like Ellie, but Ellie doesn't like you. That's the topic you want to talk about?" Wu Pu shook his head at Zhang Qia boredly and said, "But I don't like Ellie either. Now, can we go to the No. 3 rehearsal hall?"

Zhang Qia was suddenly stunned. After reacting, he happily said, "I said, do you really don't like Ellie?"

“Is it good for me to lie to you?”

Zhang Qia shook his head and said, "It seems that there is no."

"That's it." Wu Puyu said earnestly: "Do you know why Ellie doesn't like you? Because you lack the minimum measure. It's useless to talk to you about these things. You just need to know that I won't be able to steal women from you. Can you leave?"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Qia was not really not polite, he was just confused by emotions for a moment. He was sure that Wu Pu would not become his competitor. His attitude immediately made a big turn of 180 degrees. "Mr. Xiao Wu, please forgive me for my previous rudeness. You know, love will make a person stupid."

Wu Pu lacked favoritism for this American-style dialogue. He smiled slightly and said, "You didn't offend me, I hope you can hold the beauty back. Is the No. 3 rehearsal hall from here?"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Qia smiled, leading the way forward, and while walking, he introduced Wu Pu the situation in the No. 3 rehearsal hall.

"Hey, is this a poster for the talent show?" At the door of the No. 3 rehearsal hall, Wu Pu suddenly attracted the attention of a delicate poster.

Zhang Qia enthusiastically introduced to Wu Pu: "This is a talent show held by TVB in the United States. It has been held for several sessions and is very famous. As long as there are legal American theater troupes, singers from all over the world can participate..."

"Singers all over the world?" Wu Pu keenly captured the key point in Zhang Qia's words, and his eyes suddenly frowned.

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ps: I went back to school on the 16th to complete the graduation procedures, and came back after the award ceremony on the 20th. I can only try my best to update it these days. I save some manuscripts and try to update them continuously. I am sorry...

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