The reborn top idol

Chapter 83 Trumpet

Su Yuan was startled.

While everyone else was thinking about it, Xu Yanbo always spoke faster than his brain, "Yes."

"Are you still using it now?" Wu Mengyue asked with a smile.

Su Yuan grabbed Xu Yanbo, who was still about to answer, and pointed at Liu Daming sitting in front.

Xu Yanbo remembered something, his eyes widened in fear, and he covered his mouth.

Su Yuan smiled and said: "It definitely won't work. Doesn't the company have regulations that we can't log in to social software at will?"

Xu Husky nodded beside him as fast as a sewing machine.

"My account is all cleared anyway. Everyone has a time when they are young and ignorant. Looking at those comments in the past, they are simply stupid. They will definitely become black history, hahaha." Su Yuan laughed.

"If you have a small account, clean it up. It's best to delete the ones you can delete. If you can't bear to delete them, set them to private status to avoid being picked out later."

He further explained, "If there were photos of friends, classmates, or family members on my previous account, it would not be good for others."

Everyone nodded.

At this time, Liu Daming turned back and glanced at the faces of the members.

"What Su Yuan said, don't take it seriously. Your personal account will be registered and managed by the company for you in the future. If there are other accounts, they must be cleaned up and no bad information can be left. trace."

Hearing Liu Daming's serious tone, the members did not dare to smile and solemnly agreed.

Su Yuan smiled slightly and looked at the scenery outside the window.

He won't be so careless about these things anymore.

Not long after he came back from rebirth, he logged out of all his previous alt accounts and exited all social groups he had joined in a private name.

Of course, the family group has not withdrawn, but they only talk to their parents and basically no longer make any public remarks.

I will not post photos randomly, and I have also told my parents not to leak out my previous photos.

How should I put it, some things actually have no problems at all, but in the eyes of caring people, they are just tools for making up rumors.

Dark history can easily become a tool for judging "poor character", and no one can guarantee that there will be no slips of the tongue.

For those who pick on words and come to trouble you, everything is wrong!

The safest thing to do is to leave no evidence behind.

Liu Daming added: "Wu Mengyue, don't ask about the privacy of your teammates in public in the future. I told you this when you signed the contract. Read the Artist Code carefully when you go back."

"Oh." This guy didn't expect that he originally wanted to inquire about the members' trumpets, but he ended up being lectured, with a look of resentment on his face.

The MV was filmed in a very remote location. The stadium was small, in disrepair, and had fallen over at several corners. The track was made of dirt, covered with rocks, and overgrown with weeds. It felt a bit decadent.

But in the midst of this decadence, eight fresh and green teenagers appeared. The contrast immediately supported the style of the MV.

The staff cleared a space, set up the camera, and shot several group dances first, and then close-ups of the individual.

After Su Yuan finished shooting his part, he sat on a small stool and took a rest under an umbrella.

The rest of the members are either filming, applying make-up, or having fun on the runway.

At this time, Lin Qiaoxi came over quietly, squatted beside him, and gently pulled his clothes.

"Brother Yuan, brother Yuan, can you go to the toilet?"

"Huh? I don't want to think about it right now." Su Yuan shook his head.

"Then, can you accompany me? I'm a little scared."

Lin Qiaoxi squatted there with his head raised, and launched an upper eye line attack like a small animal cub.

A face with "please please, please" written all over it.

Su Yuan stood up immediately and said, "Okay."

It's no wonder that Lin Qiaoxi wanted to find someone to accompany him. There was only one working toilet in the stadium, and it was very remote. He had to walk through a dark indoor corridor.

There used to be many indoor lounges on both sides of the corridor, but they are now abandoned and dilapidated, with tattered door panels and some crooked tables and sofas full of holes.

The lights are also good and bad, and they flicker from time to time. The atmosphere is quite scary.

The toilet is at the end of the corridor, and you have to walk through this long horror movie scene to get to it.

Lin Qiaoxi is still young, so it is normal to be afraid.

Hearing Su Yuan's promise, Lin Qiao's music blossomed. He bowed his body in an awkward posture in embarrassment.

"I, I just wanted to go, but halfway there, I..." I came back again.

"Let's go quickly." Su Yuan led him over quickly. But don't hold it back.

The corridor was very quiet, even echoing. Lin Qiaoxi turned his head and looked around from time to time, looking really scared.

Su Yuan encouraged him, "When I was scared when I was walking on the road, I would hum a song, and it would be fine."

He sang his debut song, but the sound of the song floated in the corridor, making it feel even weirder.

Lin Qiaoxi almost cried, "Brother Yuan, stop singing..."

"Oh." Su Yuan touched his nose awkwardly. He really wanted to comfort the child, not scare him.

He put his arm around Lin Qiaoxi's shoulders and said, "Come here."

"Yeah!" The child hugged the captain's brother's waist tightly and lay on his chest. He closed his eyes and was led sideways forward by him.

Su Yuan was a little speechless, but also a little funny, why is this kid so cute?

Finally, I reached the door of the toilet and looked inside. Fortunately, it was relatively clean and the lighting was fine.

Lin Qiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief, opened the compartment door and walked in.

Su Yuan was bored and thought about it, so he chose a cubicle.

He was concentrating on solving the problem when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor and kept walking in.

I only heard the footsteps walking to my cubicle and pushing.

He quickly said: "There is someone."

I thought that this person came to use the toilet, so he would definitely find another cubicle, but there was no sound of footsteps.

In other words, this man... stopped at his door?

Su Yuan's hair stood on end for a moment, and there was a cold sweat on his back.

Could it be that he met some strange person? It's not like there are no perverts who would conduct a sneak attack in a place like this.

Several scenes from thriller movies suddenly came to his mind, and he subconsciously raised his head to look at the door lintel.

Fortunately, no sneering head poked its way in!

People outside also started to move, and they happened to reach Lin Qiaoxi's cubicle and pushed it too.

Su Yuan's wariness rose to his throat.

The child's frightened voice sounded, "There is, there is someone."

This time the footsteps did not stop, he walked into another compartment and closed the door.

The two of them felt relieved, quickly solved the problem, walked out of the cubicle, turned on the faucet and washed their hands.

Su Yuan kept staring at the closed compartment door, urging Lin Qiaoxi, "Let's go quickly."

As if hearing these words, the person in the cubicle suddenly moved much faster, and there was a sound on the door, trying to pull the latch.