Self-regulation

  This night, no one will sleep.

  The girls found that no matter where they went, they couldn't escape the shadow of May Rain. The several cartoon refrigerator stickers on the fridge were made with May Rain's photos as the background.

  The surface of the kitchen cabinet was spray-painted with a hard photo of Mei Yu, and even the mirror in the bathroom was replaced with a large single-frame portrait of Mei Yu.

  In this case, no one can remain calm, including Mei Yu.

  Mei Yu is not a narcissist, seeing her own photos everywhere can't make her happy, she even lost her appetite, especially when the people around her are staring at her like tigers. Including Li Shaolong, who was originally friendly, looked at her as if she were a monster.

  Plum rain rushed to wash up, and then threw herself on the big bed. The girl who shared the same bed had been eliminated, so this double-sized bed was her exclusive privilege now.

  At this time, there is only one thing that can calm a person's mood, which is yoga.

  Yoga has been very popular lately, but many people's purpose of practicing yoga is not pure. Most of them are for shaping their bodies and losing weight. In fact, the origin of yoga comes from Indian ascetic monks who expressed their piety to Buddha by abstaining from food and drink for years and maintaining the same posture without moving.

  The greatest effect of yoga is still to temper one's will and sublimate one's spirit.

  Plum rain sits cross-legged on the bed, with both hands naturally hanging down, slowly closing his eyes, and breathing naturally becomes abdominal breathing, opposite to normal breathing. When inhaling, the abdomen is bulging, and when exhaling, it is instead retracted.

  In a breath, Meiyu's breathing gradually slowed down, and she soon entered a state of complete absorption, her mind completely clear.

  Her body, following the previous practice pattern, unconsciously made various yoga movements. Angie's body was not flexible enough, and many movements were not in place, with a tearing pain coming from the connecting parts of her muscles.

  But this pain made Meiyu's spirit more concentrated, her soul thoroughly sank into a quiet harbor.

  It wasn't until a sudden cry broke her reverie that Meiyu realized she was drenched in sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water. Her hair was plastered to her forehead and her clothes clung to her body.

  Mei Yu wiped the sweat from his face with his right hand, opened his eyes and looked over. Su Bo Bo was staring at him with her mouth agape, and behind her stood nine girls in a row. Su Bo Bo hesitated for a moment before asking: "Were you just doing yoga?"

  Mei Yu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly understood. She smiled and explained: "I once followed an Indian master to study for a period of time, so my movements are not quite the same as those of the general public."

  Seeing the suspicious expressions on the girls' faces, Mei Yu smiled and didn't explain any further. In their eyes, how could a poor and miserable girl know foreigners? And even learned advanced yoga?

  In fact, the Indian was a yoga enthusiast and a backpacker. His dream was to spread yoga all over the world, and the more remote the place, the easier it was to find his footprints.

  Plum rain is also an opportunity to know him by chance.

  Ah San, Mei Yu is somewhat nostalgic for that young man who spoke strange Chinese.

  Plum rain shook her head and threw away the memories of the past into an unknown corner again.

  She looked up and took a glance, seeing the girls all dressed up, Mei Yu somewhat understood what was going on, fearing that the TV station had come up with another trick. She immediately jumped out of bed, grabbed a set of clean clothes, and said bluntly: "Give me five minutes, I'll take a quick shower."

  The girls started complaining: "Just waiting for her alone, she's really dragging things out."

  "I don't even know what she's thinking, everyone's time is so precious, how could she do something like this!"

  "Exactly, exactly, really has no sense of time at all."

  Su Po didn't say a word, but the photography opportunity hidden in the corner faithfully recorded everything. She believed that the phone call she made earlier was not notified to Mei Yu by the girls, otherwise, she wouldn't have seen Mei Yu immersed in a state of meditation and forgetfulness.

  The girls saw that Su Po Po didn't respond, so they became more and more enthusiastic. Finally, someone dissatisfied demanded: "Don't wait for her, let's go."

  As soon as she finished speaking, Mei Yu ran out with a refreshing look, her hair was tied up on top of her head, and it was clear that she hadn't washed her long hair.

  Su Popo raised his wrist and looked at his watch, smiling: "Very punctual, indeed it only took five minutes."

  Mei Yu felt a little proud, this was a good habit she had developed as a supporting actress for a long time. On the set, all the preferential treatments were given to the female lead, and as a supporting actor, if you weren't a big shot, then your treatment would be similar to that of an extra.

  For example, after filming, in the public shower room, dozens of people are queuing up to take a bath, and you must have the skill to take a quick shower.

  In the summer, during the brief intervals of filming, a five-minute combat shower can quickly restore one's energy, this is Mayu's secret to maintaining her robust physical strength.

  Turn the shower head to its maximum, let hot water flow all over your body instantly. Pour a thick layer of shower gel on the loofah and quickly rub it all over your body before rinsing off the foam swiftly.

  The only regret is that I couldn't wash my hair. In fact, if I had used the quick washing method, it would have taken just a few more minutes, but this method is very damaging to the hair.

  A head of shiny black hair is well-maintained, and Mei Yu would rather spend half an hour each time to style her hair.

  Su Popo looked at everyone and smiled: "Let's go, there will be a surprise waiting for you tonight."

  Mei Yu looked up at the wall clock and saw that it was pointing to 12 o'clock. It was so late, what surprise could there be? Was she going to go out and parade in the streets?

  Mei Yu followed the girls silently from behind, this time, even she couldn't see through the arrangement of the TV station.

  This time, the car that came to pick them up was not a stretched Lincoln, but a Mercedes-Benz. Three luxury sedans were lined up in a row, their black bodies standing quietly in the night like elegant princes waiting for the arrival of the princesses.

  Su Popo stood in front of the first car, smiling at the girls and asked loudly: "Is anyone going to drive?"

  The girls looked at each other and immediately six or seven people raised their hands. In this era where everyone is taking the driver's test, those who can't drive are almost as rare as illiterates.

  Plum rain can also drive, but Angel can't, so she didn't raise her hand. There were two others who didn't raise their hands either, one was Li Shaolong and the other was Ai Li. She couldn't help but laugh silently. Li Shaolong is a hiking enthusiast, probably too proud to learn how to drive. Ai Li should have someone driving for her all the time, no need to learn how to drive.