After seeing that his outfit was fine, Yue Jiayou stiffly thanked Zhong Heng, and quickly escaped.

He vaguely felt something was wrong in his heart, but he had no time to take care of it. He ran to show his teammates a look, and everyone praised it, and it didn't differ from the team's overall style.

Yue Jiayou was relieved until the recording started.

The four mentors walked onto the stage talking and laughing.

Yue Jiayou was stunned.

Zhong Heng's suit was made by him.

Army green long coat, black turtleneck, boots, sweater chain.

Obviously the whole body is not of the same brand, but it feels like the same style and series are abruptly worn.

Yue Jiayou said with mouth shape: I have bumped my shirt.

Seeing Yue Jiayou's stiff expression, the corners of Zhong Heng's eyes curled imperceptibly.

He also mouthed back, in a couple outfit.

Yue Jiayou followed the mouth shape and tried: Not as handsome as you?

Is this praising him for being handsome?

Zhong Heng saw his tentative mouth shape, his eyes sank, and he ignored him.

Yue Jiayou was at a loss, not knowing where he had provoked him.

It's the students' turn to enter.

Passing the tutor's seat, Yue Jiayou passed by Zhong Heng.

Zhong Heng wasn't looking at him, and suppressed his throat, his voice was low: "I won't fall this time."

Yue Jiayou's footsteps stopped, and the covered part of his waist felt faintly hot.

"If it is lost, will it be replaced?"

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