After retiring from the circle, he came out with the actor C

The phone calls continued until six o'clock in the morning.

In the end, Yue Jiayou was listening to someone on the other end of the phone asking, "Why is the boss still in the mood to sit and drink tea after breakfast today?"

Fang Xiaowei next to him also wondered: "Accordingly, the boss usually urges everyone to hurry up and start work early. Why did I suffer from procrastination today?"

Zhong Heng has always been a workaholic.

Dividing a person's energy into work, hobbies, and life is too stressful, and he has to compress all his time in chunks to ensure that other things are not affected.

Especially after Yue Jiayou entered Zhong Heng's life, he left more of his time to Yue Jiayou.

In front of Yue Jiayou, he looked like "I have money and leisure to lift weights as lightly as possible", and in other workplaces, I was so busy that I didn't even have time to eat.

The whole team has been led by him into a workaholic who never works overtime——

Use the highest efficiency to complete all the work during working hours. When it is time to get off work, everyone goes back to their respective homes. Those who have cats suck cats, and those who have wives accompany their wives.

According to the boss's usual style, it is common sense to complete the work as quickly as possible and fly back to Jingcheng as soon as possible.

With an obvious smile on the corner of Zhong Heng's mouth, he didn't speak.

His little boy is in his ears, drinking water, cooking, the friction of the fabric when he sinks into the sofa, and even the small sound effects of Weibo refreshes are captured, as if he is close at hand.

Why rush to work.

Yue Jiayou couldn't see his expression on the other end of the phone, couldn't guess what Zhong Heng meant, and was worried that he would think he was annoying: "Did I delay your work?"

Zhong Heng nodded the table: "No, hang up, the meeting is about to begin."

I don't want to leave the meeting if I don't hang up.

Yue Jiayou looked left and right to make sure that the three friends hadn't gotten up yet, and whispered: "Mr. Zhong, today I smell bergamot. Do you want to come back and smell it?"

Bergamot is the smell of Zhong Heng shower gel.

After he finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone without giving Zhong Heng any chance to react.

On the other end of the phone, someone froze for a moment, took off the bluetooth headset, got up and threw the phone into the basket prepared by Fang Xiaowei. After a while, this small basket will be brought out.

Fang Xiaowei followed behind him: "Boss, don't you sit down anymore?"

Sit what to sit, do not sit.

Now he wondered if Yue Jiayou's orifice had been opened too far.

The child will be able to seduce people, Zhong Heng's Adam's apple slipped, he turned around and took the phone out of the basket, tapped it a few times, and put it back again.

After hanging up the phone, Yue Jiayou yanked open the refrigerator, poked his head in, put it on the empty shelf, met the eyes of the two eggs that had been stored for an unknown number of days, and calmed down for a few seconds.

Yue Jiayou, you are really terrible.

What if it's because you're acting passionate, what if Mr. Zhong thinks you're inappropriate, what if you interrupt his work.

but……

The heart beats fast, and there is a sense of excitement on the verge of danger.

The more this is the case, the more certain Yue Jiayou is that he likes Zhong Heng.

He was dissatisfied, dissatisfied with this half-covered temptation.

He wants to be faster, faster, to win that round of the sun, and stop saying he likes him with the identity that owes Zhong Heng 3000 million and countless things.

Wait a little longer, wait for him to stand on a high place.

When Yue Jiayou calmed down and poked his head out, Zhuo Yize was looking at him with the look of looking at a fool.

The melon-looking boy kicked his slippers and grabbed his hair: "Yue Yue, is the heater in Mr. Zhong's house turned on too high?"

Hearing this question suddenly, Yue Jiayou quickly stood up straight, and turned his slightly reddened face away: "What's wrong? Why didn't I feel it?"

As soon as he mentioned that the heating was turned on too high, he remembered the vague dream he had when he fell asleep in his room last night, and he was covered in sticky sweat when he woke up.

"It's nothing, it's just that I feel like I'm always dreaming. Sometimes I dream that you run to Teacher Zhong's bedroom in the middle of the night, and sometimes I dream that you call Teacher Zhong at my door early in the morning."

Yue Jiayou clenched the frying pan in his hand, pretending to be nonchalant and brushing the pan: "How is it possible, why did I sleep so well?"

Zhuo Yize didn't believe him: "Then why are you stuffing your head in the refrigerator?"

Yue Jiayou was speechless.

There was the sound of the door opening upstairs, which attracted Zhuo Yize's attention.

Yu Xi came out of Jing Yan's room and rubbed his eyes: "Brother Jiayou, morning?"

Yue Jiayou took the opportunity to ignore Zhuo Yize and called everyone to rehearse after breakfast.

When the four of them arrived at the Pineapple Building, the other trainees had just started practicing.

Yue Jiayou's team struggled a few times from composition, lyrics to choreography. Lin Qiyang and the choreographer arranged by the program team were all tempered by the teenagers.

After a day's practice, Yue Jiayou was lying on the floor, too lazy to move, and raised his leg to poke Zhuo Yize: "To be honest, I think the dance moves can be more tense, add some movements?"

He wants to take the C position too much now.

The creative team itself does not need to choreograph, but because Yue Jiayou writes lyrics and composes music very fast, and Li Yi also uses arrangement software, the progress of the whole team is very fast, and there is enough time to make it perfect.

Zhuo Yize did a lot of dancing, and he was also exhausted, lying on the floor to cool off: "Is it more? Do you have the strength to dance or do you expect someone to learn it on the spot?"

He said that he still couldn't stop, Cai Zizhou went to the bathroom and came back, passing by, Zhuo Yize grabbed his ankle and pulled Cai Zizhou to lie side by side: "Brother Cai, why don't you follow suit?"

Cai Zizhou shook his head wildly: "Don't pull me, I can't learn it, and I don't want to lose my knee."

Learning to dance temporarily now requires a high-intensity effort, which will definitely cause irreversible damage to the knees. Even Yue Jiayou probably has to spend a lot of effort.

Li Yi leaned against the wall: "If you change it again, only you can fix it before the rehearsal on Wednesday, right? I have no objection, you can ask other people."

But I don't know if the other three will have it, and if they feel that Yue Jiayou steals the scene.

Chen Fan raised his hand first: "I don't mind, relying on strength to speak, I can't jump anyway."

Liu Jiachen was a pending student brought back by him, and he had no right to make a decision, so he directly echoed Chen Fan.

Yang Can also voted: "As long as it doesn't affect the overall progress of the team, and can increase the expressiveness, of course I agree."

With the approval of the team members, Yue Jiayou jumped up from the floor: "Then I will go to the dance teacher to confirm some movements."

Zhuo Yize yelled behind him: "You don't eat dinner! Be careful that I will sue Teacher Zhong!"

"You sue!" Yue Jiayou didn't care.

It would be best to sue, Teacher Zhong would call him, and they could chat again, otherwise he would have no reason to call Zhong Heng.

Chen Fan looked at Zhuo Yize suspiciously: "Why did you sue Teacher Zhong?"

If it was normal, Yue Jiayou probably wouldn't care about such a problem at all.

But now, he was thinking about Zhong Heng, and suddenly felt guilty, and while running outside, he quickly explained: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he just wants to create a chance to chat with the male god."

Zhuo Yize wanted to say something more, but Li Yi came over and stepped on Zhuo Yize's ass: "Shut up, you."

The dance teacher invited by the program group is the well-known national dancer Sa Feibai.

When Yue Jiayou went, Chu Xiaochuan, who had chosen the dance group, and his team members were also asking questions about dance moves.

Seeing Yue Jiayou, Chu Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, and tried to joke with a familiar tone: "Isn't Yue Yue from the creative team, came to study after class?"

Yue Jiayou shrugged: "No one stipulates that we can only create lyrics and music, right? Choreography is not creation?"

He didn't have a good impression of Chu Xiaochuan at all, and he didn't want to cooperate with him in acting out the camaraderie in front of the camera.

Chu Xiaochuan was speechless, and simply gave way: "There are too many of us, and the delay will be long, so you should ask first."

For making a fool of himself, he was happy to give way to Yue Jiayou.

Yue Jiayou was not polite to Chu Xiaochuan at all, and bowed to Sa Feibai, demonstrating the actions he wanted to add in front of everyone.

The boy didn't find a partner, but faced the air alone, humming the accompaniment.

"Have you never said love but got used to it unconsciously?"

"I want to kiss your fingertips"

"Tell me if you want me too"

Yue Jiayou hummed in a low voice, his voice was vague and tender.

Along with humming, he swung his hips, bent his knees close to the ground, and then swung his body relying on the strength of his waist and knees, climbing up little by little.

It's like clinging to an unfounded lover, submitting, admiring, approaching, wandering up, and finally being intimate.

The trainees behind all gasped.

It's too strong. Fortunately, Yue Jiayou went to the creative group. If he was in the dance group, he wouldn't be able to play by himself.

Yue Jiayou didn't care about the restlessness behind him at all, just stared at the air in front of him, stretched out his ten fingers vainly, and made a clasping movement.

There is nothing in front of him, but there seems to be a concrete existence.

Someone behind swallowed.

Sa Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at Yue Jiayou who had stopped: "It wasn't like this when I saw you last week, why did it suddenly seem like a switch was turned on?"

Last week's Yue Jiayou was still full of arrogance in his actions, and she was described as "a farmer who harvests white roses with a sickle during the harvest season".

This week... like a delicate pale little prince, serving his one and only rose.

Yue Jiayou wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I have some personal thoughts on the choreography."

Experience the feeling of liking someone.

Sa Feibai explained a few movements to him, using Yue Jiayou's flexible lower body to a greater extent, making the movements more attractive and lingering, but also hurting his knees more.

"When practicing dancing, you must remember to wear knee pads, otherwise your knees will age quickly." Sa Feibai reminded Yue Jiayou to go down.

"Chu Xiaochuan, what does your team want to ask?"

Suddenly being called, Chu Xiaochuan paused, then lowered his head: "Teacher, we don't think we have finished the arrangement yet. Can we practice for another night and ask again tomorrow?"

Sa Feibai stared at Chu Xiaochuan, and there was some disdain in his voice: "Go."

When Chu Xiaochuan turned around, she still couldn't hold back, and finished speaking: "Don't lose before you start."

Chu Xiaochuan left the practice room quickly after being overwhelmed with thoughts.

Yue Jiayou and Sa Feibai bowed again: "Thank you teacher, let's go to dinner too, I will train for a while."

In the evening, VJ will not follow, back to the practice room, he has enough time and space to imagine a dance partner who is currently hundreds of kilometers away.

Yue Jiayou went back to the practice room, and Zhuo Yize and Li Yi, who came back from dinner, watched and gave him feedback, helped him integrate the movements into the whole, and cooperated with him in rehearsal.

"Where are the three of Chen Fan and the others?" Yue Jiayou asked Zhuo Yize, they obviously went to eat together.

Zhuo Yize spread out his hands: "It is said to go back and rest for a while."

The three of them are the worst in the team, Yue Jiayou hopes to let them all stay and do their best, but they don't want to, so there is nothing they can do.

He practiced with Zhuo Yize and Li Yi until past eleven o'clock.

Doing these actions repeatedly, the knees really can't bear it.

Yue Jiayou looked at the time. The shops outside are closed now. They will go to the Pineapple Building from home at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, so they have no chance to buy.

He planned to go to the election supervisor and ask them to help buy a pair of knee pads tomorrow, so he would not continue to practice tonight.

Before he went out, someone knocked lightly on the door.

Yue Jiayou: "What's wrong? Come in?"

Yu Xi poked in from the door: "Brother Jiayou, I just heard that you don't have knee pads, so I brought them here for you."

Seeing that it was Yu Xi, Yue Jiayou collapsed on the floor without any image: "Great, thank you Xiaoyu, I'm going to die of pain if I hit my knee a few more times."

A few people chatted with Yu Xi about the creative progress of their respective groups for a while. After resting enough, Yue Jiayou got up from the floor, took the knee pad that Yu Xi brought over, and took it apart to play with.

"Speaking of which, where did these knee pads come from? Is there any here?" If you have any, go get two pairs and use them instead.

Yu Xi handed him a tissue to wipe his sweat: "When I was in the cafeteria, a student in the dance group gave me two sets, saying that I heard Teacher Sa say that you probably need knee pads in the practice room, and asked me to give another pair to Brother Yan by the way. vice."

Yue Jiayou happened to be fiddling with the knee pads, and felt a tingling pain in his fingers.

He quickly picked it up and took a closer look, and saw a shining spot through the gap in the fabric, and a little blood stained his fingertips.

Yue Jiayou quickly turned his head and looked at Yu Xi: "Who did you say gave it to you? Did you take it to Jing Yan? Get up and go to Jing Yan's practice room!"

Yu Xi didn't know why, so he ran along and reported his name.

Something is wrong.

As soon as they ran out of the practice room, there was already a commotion outside.

"Quick! Call the police!"

In the practice room, Jing Yan was sitting on the ground, with a blood stain on the knee of the white exercise uniform.

Yue Jiayou rushed forward, grabbed the medicine box from the person next to him, and helped Jing Yan stop the bleeding.

Yu Xi stood at the side helplessly.

A student from the Jingyan group pointed at Yu Xi and shouted, "The knee pads are from Yu Xi!"

Li Yi and Zhuo Yize, who had reacted, had just followed. Zhuo Yize had a straight temper and pointed at the student: "What are you shouting! Don't swear! The knee pads were given to Yu Xi by someone else!"

Yu Xi stared at Jing Yan and Yue Jiayou, her eyes blushed, and knelt beside Jing Yan, handing gauze to Yue Jiayou.

Jing Yan stood up on Yue Jiayou's shoulder, and pulled Yu Xi behind her: "Stop making noise, call the police."

He and Yue Jiayou each had a razor blade in their knee pads.

Yue Jiayou's piece just scratched his finger.

Jing Yan's situation is much worse, the blade is well hidden.

It wasn't until he started training that the blade cut through the knee pads, leaving a long bloodstain on his knee. Fortunately, it only looked terrible and did not hurt any muscles. After the treatment, it only hurt a little, and it would not leave an objective hindrance to the movement.

Yu Xi said it was given by a trainee named Xie Xingyu, who was a pending trainee in Chu Xiaochuan's group.

But the trainee refused to admit it.

The Pineapple Building is not prepared for shooting a 24-hour reality show, and there are much fewer fixed camera positions than the "Galaxy Boys" park.

There is no surveillance to prove who put blades in the knee pads.

Fortunately, neither Yue Jiayou nor Jing Yan were seriously injured.

Yue Jiayou and Jing Yan didn't have any doubts about Yu Xi, Jing Yan pulled Yu Xi and explained to him in a low voice that it wasn't his fault.

The four of them went together to the police station they had just visited yesterday.

Without monitoring, things stalled.

Xie Xingyu insisted that he gave Yu Xi two sets of knee pads, and he was sure there were no blades in them.

Neither Yue Jiayou nor Jing Yan believed what he said, but there was no proof either.

Yue Jiayou tried to call Zhong Heng, but found that his phone was turned off.

In a business meeting, it is normal to turn off the phone, but after Yue Jiayou hung up, he realized that he was a little lost.

The stalemate between the two sides lasted until one o'clock in the morning, and the police investigating the scene finally found a clue——

Xie Xingyu and Chu Xiaochuan live together in the new dormitory temporarily merged in the Pineapple Building.

In the bathroom of the dormitory, two razors were missing blades, and the trash can still had the morning's household waste, but only the blades were missing.

The two razors came from Xie Xingyu and Chu Xiaochuan respectively, and Chu Xiaochuan said that he had never changed the blades.

The truth finally came to light.

No matter what Yue Jiayou and Jing Yan said it wasn't Yu Xi's fault, the blond boy kept his head down and apologized to them.

As soon as the matter was resolved, Jing Yan left with Yu Xi who finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yue Jiayou faced Xie Xingyu alone.

He looked at Xie Xingyu and narrowed his eyes: "Chu Xiaochuan really doesn't know that his blade has been removed?"

Xie Xingyu lowered his head and said nothing.

Yue Jiayou didn't care either, and turned to leave.

Before he left, a dry voice came from behind: "Does he know, what does it matter, anyway, I did it alone."

Yue Jiayou clenched his fists and calmed down for a few seconds.

Why bother, since you are so afraid of yourself and Jing Yan, why don't you practice hard, but engage in these crooked ways.

If it was before, he wanted to go back to Pineapple, picked up Chu Xiaochuan who was sleeping peacefully, and beat him up first.

But now, what he wants more is to make a phone call and listen to Zhong Heng's voice.

It was already late at night, the streets were empty at two o'clock in the morning, and it was almost half an hour's drive back to the villa.

Yue Jiayou wrapped up his coat and remembered that there was an all-night practice room in the Pineapple Building. He planned to go back to Pineapple and stay in the all-night practice room until morning.

The police station was only a 10-minute walk away from the building. Yue Jiayou walked downstairs to the building and called Zhong Heng.

"Hello, Teacher Zhong."

The call was connected quickly, unbelievably fast.

"Hey."

"Hey."

He heard two replies.

The young man turned his head subconsciously. In the night, the man was wearing a windbreaker, standing behind him under the street lamp, holding his mobile phone.

He was wearing a mask, a hat, and was fully armed, but Yue Jiayou still recognized him immediately.

The man walked towards him quickly, the windbreaker wrapped him in his arms, buried his head in his neck, and took a deep breath: "It smells good."

He was invited back to smell his little boy.

Yue Jiayou held his breath, trying to prevent his rationality from being completely carried away by him.

The man said heavily: "I already know what happened tonight, I'll handle it."

Yue Jiayou remained silent for a few seconds, then put his head close to Zhong Heng's chest, and put his ear against his heart: "I have no impulse, no beating, and no panic, isn't it very powerful?"

He doesn't want to grow up like this, if possible, he still prefers to punch Chu Xiaochuan directly.

But that would neither tell everyone what Chu Xiaochuan had done, nor would it make any sense.

Zhong Heng rubbed his hair: "Do you want to hit him, or trample him to shame on the stage, it's up to you, I said it, let me handle it."

"I called you just now, why didn't you get through?" Yue Jiayou recalled the phone call that didn't get through when there was no clue just now, his tone was mixed with coquettish grievances.

"on the airplane."

"But something happened at that time, why did you get on the plane so soon?" Yue Jiayou felt that something was wrong, but calculated that it took one and a half hours from Mengcheng to Jingcheng, the time was just right.

The man lowered his eyes and stared at him for a moment: "In the morning, when you hang up, I've already booked the ticket."

Yue Jiayou remembered what he said on the phone, surrounded by the citrus notes on Zhong Heng's body, he also buried it in and took a breath.

Now, the scents of the two of them blend together, and they can't tell the difference.

"I heard from Sa Feibai that you changed your dance moves." Zhong Heng caressed Yue Jiayou's face with his fingertips infected by the night, the coolness made him subconsciously want to back away, but he didn't move at all.

"Well, I changed it a bit, and I'm planning to go back to Pineapple to practice... Do you want to see it?"

Do you want to see it, with you as the center, dancing around you.

When Yue Jiayou was speaking, Zhong Heng pinched his hot earlobe with his fingertips: "Look."

In the practice room, Yue Jiayou didn't turn on the headlights, only a small light above his head.

When he sang "Kiss Your Fingertips", he pulled Zhong Heng's hand behind him in front of him, interlocked his fingers, and led him up a little bit until it pressed against his heart.

"Tell me if you want me too"

"Listen to my heartbeat"

When he sang the last line, Yue Jiayou let go of his hand, and the heartbeat of being touched could not stop at all.

He didn't dare to turn around to look at Zhong Heng, for fear of being found that even the corners of his eyes were red.

However, the person behind him gently pulled him around in a circle, and turned the young man to himself: "I'm leaving, don't I have the key to the apartment next to me, go to bed, don't stay up late, I'll take care of things."

"But we've only met for 10 minutes?" Yue Jiayou didn't want to let go of him, hesitantly wrapped his hands around Zhong Heng's waist.

Leaving after only meeting for 10 minutes, this is more stingy than Cinderella.

Zhong Heng looked at the boy's eyelashes illuminated by the overhead light from the corner of his eye, restrained his voice, and answered the irrelevant question: "Do I have a lyrics?"

Yue Jiayou blushed and whispered to him: "Yes, just one word, kiss your fingertips."

"Kiss you." Zhong Heng held Yue Jiayou's scratched finger.

The warm tongue licked the wound: "Kiss your fingertips."

"Hmm!" Like an electric shock, Yue Jiayou's cheeks were flushed, joy rose in his brain, and he even forgot to pull his fingers back.

"It's really gone, wait for me to come back."

There is still work tomorrow morning, and he will return to Mengcheng immediately.

Come back tonight to smell you, come back to kiss you later.