At this moment, Chen Afang's voice suddenly appeared on the radio: "I am Chen Afang, who poured milk in my closet today!"
When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed happily.
"I'm in the monitoring room now, and I've already seen who did it. The person who did it must either come to me within five minutes to apologize, or I can complain to the program team and make his name public on the broadcast."
As soon as Chen Afang's words came out, everyone was immediately shocked.
This woman is very smart! She did not choose to be tough, but solved it through this method.
If it is exposed, in order to maintain order and dignity, the program team will have to leave the person who poured the milk.
Then, this person's reputation in the industry will basically be bad, and he may even be held accountable by the brokerage company and claim compensation.
"She can do it! She can come up with this idea." Lu Xiaoxue now somewhat admired Chen Afang.
"This is the best solution. We are here to compete, not to compete." Ye Yuwei nodded.
"Will the program team take care of this matter?" Qiang Yueting suddenly asked.
Ye Yuwei couldn't help being amused by this sentence: "If the program team doesn't care, do you think she can use the broadcast in the monitoring room to say those things?"
"This is true Natasha. If there is a conflict, just talk to her face to face. Why do you need to do such a thing? Maybe it's because foreigners think differently from us!" Qiang Yueting shook her head.
Sure enough, five minutes later, an apology came over the radio. Although the name was not mentioned, the accent sounded like Natasha's.
This Russian woman has not lost her mind, otherwise she will suffer.
Ye Yuwei understands the intentions of the program crew. These girls are really difficult to manage. If they don't suppress their apparent fights, something big will happen sooner or later.
It is estimated that after this time, no one will dare to explode again.
When several people returned to the dormitory, they saw Natasha hiding there with a quilt, without even taking a shower.
Lu Xiaoyu had to open the window because the smell of Mao Mei was too strong.
"Yu Wei, what are you doing?" Meng Meixuan saw Ye Yuwei writing and came over.
She bent over, her chin resting on the other person's shoulder, and her nose was filled with the delicious scent of jasmine.
"I'm writing a diary."
"Why are you writing this? Is there anything else you can't remember?"
"I have to write down every little bit so that it can become a beautiful memory when I leave here."
In fact, she wanted to record everything and tell it to her fans. Ye Yuwei smiled brightly, like a rose blooming.
Meng Meixuan couldn't help but wanted to hug her, but she stood up and dodged her.
"I need to take a shower. I'm covered in sweat from this day's training." Ye Yuwei said as she put the diary away and walked to the bathroom.
"Yu Wei, why don't we wash it together! It's a waste of time to wash one by one." Meng Meixuan's eyes seemed to be dripping with water.
"No, it's better to wash yourself." Ye Yuwei glanced at the surveillance camera, and Meng Meixuan also became dejectedly honest.
In another room, Lai Ruofe, wrapped in a big bath towel, was writing and drawing on paper.
"Xiaoyi, what are you doing?" Jiang Mengqi, who ran over to visit, took a curious look.
"I'm doing a statistic."
"Statistics? What are you counting?"
Lai Ruofe closed his notebook, then leaned into Jiang Mengqi's ear to whisper, but found that his height seemed to be a little out of reach.
"What are you doing! You don't want to lie to me!" Jiang Mengqi looked at the other party warily.
"Then, am I that horny?"
"Not yet. You've only been here for two days and you've already kissed me a few times."
"I don't want to hear it."
Lai Ruofe was a little angry and wanted to leave.
"Listen, listen, you say." Jiang Mengqi, who has loved watching the excitement since she was a child, couldn't contain her curiosity at all.
"Who am I counting..."
"Oh my god! You wouldn't go and take a peek at such a shy thing, would you?" A flush of excitement appeared on Jiang Mengqi's beautiful sunny and rainbow face.
"I asked and observed personally, Li Tiange is really our "big brother"" Lai Ruofe's eyes were full of light.
"What is 'Brother Ba'?" Duan Yuxin suddenly came over and asked curiously.
"You are still too young to know many things." Lai Ruofe said with a serious face.
Well! Duan Yuxin was immediately confused, her head was filled with questions, and she started to think about her life with her eyes wide open.
"Phew! It feels so comfortable!" Lu Fangxin, who had taken a shower, lay on the boat wearing silk pajamas.
"Fang Xin, I think your socks are broken, so I'll give you this pair." Chen Yinghan, who had finished washing before Lu Fangxin and whose hair was still wet, came over and handed a pair of socks to him.
"I have new socks, look." Lu Fangxin said, taking out a pair of pink socks with little orange cats embroidered on them from under the pillow.
"This kitten is so beautiful." Chen Yinghan took it over and smiled with great fondness.
"Then I'll give you this pair of socks!"
"Okay! You can also wear my pair."
Chen Yinghan handed over the socks in her hand, and the two hugged each other happily, their slightly wet hair swaying and sticking together.
"What are you doing! What you are doing makes me want to make room for you two." Yang Yiyi couldn't help shouting with envy and jealousy.
"Yiyi, if you feel uncomfortable, let's share a bed tonight." Chen Yanran said and gave the other party a wink.
"Ugh! The straight girl sold Ji Tian to strike with lightning." Yang Yiyi hurriedly ran back to her bed.
The night is dark, and the lights in the distance are like falling stars.
Lu Bingbing was sweating like rain in the practice room with Wang Qingyu.
Wang Qingyu felt that she was really going to die. She never thought that practicing dance would be so difficult.
"I can't do it anymore. I really can't remember it. I don't know how to dance."
"Stand up, didn't you say you don't want to be looked down upon by those people? Why did you kneel down in just two days?"
"I…"
Wang Qingyu gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground. Just before she started, Lu Bingbing stopped her.
"You can't practice like this."
"Sister Bingbing, this is how the teacher teaches."
"I know, but this kind of course is only suitable for those with dance skills. You haven't even been to kindergarten, so you can't take high school courses directly."
Lu Bingbing, who has many years of "teaching" experience in Hanoi, saw the problem.
"Then what should I do? Dancing can't be achieved overnight."
"You lower the difficulty level and follow the beat. Your strength is that you have a very good sense of music and can accurately hit the dance points."
"Lower the difficulty and follow the beat?"
Wang Qingyu's sweat-covered face was full of confusion.
"That's right. For example, in the second beat, the left leg is independent, and the right leg is raised horizontally. You can just lift the leg slightly to show your intention. As long as you can keep up with the rhythm."
"Then, isn't this paddling?"
"There is nothing you can do. If you insist on doing it according to the standard, your body muscles will not be able to react at the speed you want and you will miss the beat."
Lu Bingbing is quite experienced in Wang Qingyu's situation.
"Then, if I paddle the whole way, I'll..."
"It's not about paddling the whole way, just simplifying a few difficult movements. And I watched other people practice it. Except for those few who are particularly good at dancing, no one can do it all."
Lu Bingbing continued to explain to her friend.
Wang Qingyu thought for a while and finally gritted her teeth: "Okay, Sister Bingbing, I will listen to you. You are more experienced than me when it comes to performing on stage."