The reborn top idol

Chapter 531 Fear

The members didn't even think twice and said in unison: "Yes!"

"Carry it together!"

"Qianmian, it's okay. We are here."

"You didn't do anything wrong, don't be afraid."

"..."

Chu Qianmian's chest felt swollen and his eyes were hot. He lowered his head to hide the tears that were welling up in his eyes.

Su Yuan rubbed his head and said, "We are brothers. We still have a long way to go. This little thing is nothing. It will be over soon!"

Chu Qianmian uttered a low “hmm”.

Sun Qiqi, who was listening on the side, secretly clenched his fists.

I, I have to be strong too...

After Chu Qianmian finished washing up, he returned to his room and sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed, feeling confused.

How will the company deal with itself?

He was very scared and didn't dare to go online to check the news, not knowing how the haters online would distort the facts and how they would scold him.

How much damage will the topic of "FancyMates fighting" bring to the group?

He did not blame He Xiaowu, but only blamed himself for not handling the situation well at the time.

By the way, where is Xiaowu now?

He has no relatives in Beijing, and his parents can't be contacted...

Ugh.

Chu Qianmian bent down and buried his face in his hands.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Someone knocked on the door. Chu Qianmian put down his hand and raised his body, "Come in."

The person who came was Jin Minghe, "Brother Mian——"

The young man sitting on the bed was trembling, but he didn't know it.

Her willow-like, slender eyes were filled with distress and confusion.

I had just finished taking a shower and my hair wasn't dry yet, so water droplets were dripping and soaking the collar of my pajamas.

The young man had a long and thin neck, his hair was messily stuck to his neck, his chin was thin, his collarbone was prominent, and he looked very frail.

There was an unremovable sadness between his brows.

Seeing the handsome young man pushing open the door, his eyes slowly focused and he asked softly, "Ming He, what's the matter?"

Jin Minghe stood at the door for a while, then walked over slowly, "Brother Mian, does your face still hurt?"

Chu Qianmian couldn't even remember that he was beaten, and he said "Huh?" in a daze, "Not bad."

Jin Minghe walked up to him and stood in front of him, extending his hand and trying to gently touch his bruised cheekbone.

Chu Qianmian suddenly reacted. He quickly turned his head to avoid Jin Minghe's slender fingers and looked away. "I'm fine."

"..." Jin Minghe slowly withdrew his hand, "Shall I get you another ice pack?"

"No need." Chu Qianmian shook his head.

Jin Minghe said again: "Your hair is not dry yet, shall I use a hair dryer to blow it for you?"

"No, it's okay, I'll just wipe it with a towel and it will be dry in a moment." Chu Qianmian didn't look at him, "It's late, go to bed."

Jin Minghe had no choice but to pause for a while and nodded, "Well, good night."

"Yeah." Chu Qianmian picked up the towel beside him and wrapped it around his head.

His attitude was very clear, he didn't want to communicate more with Jin Minghe.

The handsome young man couldn't force himself, so he had to walk out and close the door.

After he left, Chu Qianmian's shoulders slumped again.

Somehow, he felt upset whenever he thought of Jin Minghe.

I really didn't want this young master, who was as bright as the moon, to see me in such a miserable state.

Jin Minghe returned to the room, lay on the bed, and took a long, deep breath.

My mind was filled with Chu Qianmian's fragile look just now.

If it were still the old dormitory, maybe I could still accompany Brother Mian and not let him think too much.

He thought he knew Chu Qianmian better.

Although this person is very introverted and seems to have no edge, he actually has a very strong spiritual core.

Moreover, he has clear goals and will accomplish what he has decided to do. He never makes others feel that he is weak.

Today I was actually sitting on the bed and shaking.

...Are you that scared?

What he is afraid of is not that something will happen to himself, but that the group will be implicated.

Jin Minghe sighed again and turned over.

What's the point of talking about getting involved? Who cares about that!

Su Yuan was still composing music in his room, but his thoughts would become confused from time to time, so he had to stop and put on headphones to listen to music.

The half-open door of the room was opened by someone. He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, but he ignored it and closed his eyes to listen to the song.

The man closed the door, walked behind him, put his hands on his shoulders and massaged them.

After a while, Su Yuan opened his eyes, took off his headphones and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I can't sleep." Fang Yinghao lowered his head and kissed the golden hair on his head, "How about you?"

"Me too." Su Yuan sighed, "I really didn't expect this to happen."

"There are indeed a lot of things to do this year." Fang Yinghao bent down and put his arm around his shoulders. "Do you think we will be given a holiday?"

Su Yuan was about to say "No" when she suddenly realized what he meant. She turned around and glared at him angrily.

But Fang Yinghao held her head and kissed her.

After kissing for a while, Su Yuan pulled back and stopped them, saying, "That's enough."

Fang Yinghao did not go any further and just rubbed his shoulder with his head.

Su Yuan patted his head and said disdainfully: "Why does your head look like a dog's head? It's always rubbing against it."

"I am your dog." Fang Yinghao whispered in his ear.

The warm air blew into my ears, causing a tingling sensation.

Su Yuan had to push him away, "Stop messing around, I want to tell you something serious. I'm actually a little worried."

Fang Yinghao let him go, took a step back, and sat on his bed. "What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that someone might make a big fuss about Qianmian's incident."

"Are you talking about Wu Mengyue?" Fang Yinghao asked.

"Not only that." Su Yuan analyzed calmly, "There are also major entertainment companies."

Fang Yinghao immediately understood what he meant.

FancyMates launched by Jiwang Entertainment is gaining momentum and is about to become the top group. BCD Entertainment, Hibei Entertainment, Cube Entertainment and Yego Entertainment, which are companies that mainly produce idols, must be dissatisfied.

Normally, these companies cannot find points of attack, but they definitely have a large number of black fans and water armies at their disposal, just waiting for FancyMates to make mistakes so that they can target them all at once.

Fighting is definitely a good starting point.

There may be another round of large-scale black wave attacks similar to the one at the beginning of the year.

Such rumors and troubles occurred several times in a year, which caused passers-by to have a bad impression of the group and must have had a huge impact on it.

However, Fang Yinghao was not so pessimistic. "Maybe. But our members are upright and have no substantial stains, so we don't have to worry too much."

"You don't understand." Su Yuan shook his head.

He didn't do anything wrong in his previous life, but he was framed and caused an accident during a performance, so he had to leave the team.

Afterwards, he was attacked by all kinds of rumors and was unable to make a comeback.

Because people always remember black spots very clearly, even if they are fake!

There was once a female artist who was rumored to be a transgender. This groundless rumor without any basis had been circulating for more than ten years.

Thinking of this, Su Yuan became extremely depressed. He was also slandered by black fans as a transgender person!

How can this not be infuriating!

"Fang Yinghao, you really don't know how scary people's words are! Last time they said I was a transgender, next time I might be an alien!"

Hearing this, Fang Yinghao burst out laughing, "Who are you? I've seen everything, don't I know?"