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

Yue Jiayou is usually not addicted to mobile phones, but this is the first time that he feels that it is really hard not to have a mobile phone.

With the phone in Sa Feibai's hands, Zhong Heng could see Yue Jiayou, but Yue Jiayou couldn't see him.

Especially because of the idiotic behavior just now, Yue Jiayou himself didn't have the face to meet Zhong Heng's eyes.

So, when Sa Feibai and Lin Qiyang were about to leave, Yue Jiayou failed to see Zhong Heng's face, and said goodbye to the two teachers obediently.

Sa Feibai stepped out with one foot, put it back, and handed the phone to Yue Jiayou: "Yue Yue, Teacher Zhong has something to tell you, come here!"

Yue Jiayou moved towards him, not daring to meet Zhong Heng's gaze.

"Yue Jiayou, remember what you promised me?"

What did you promise?

Why can't I remember?

Yue Jiayou's dumbfounded expression completely fell into Zhong Heng's eyes.

Zhong Heng coughed lightly: "Rehearsal."

"Oh!" Yue Jiayou slapped his head: "Don't worry!"

Isn't it just that he doesn't dance that dance with others during the rehearsal? Don't worry, he is reluctant to dance with others.

The video call was hung up, and Sa Feibai took his mobile phone and Lin Qiyang to watch the rehearsal of Yu Xi's group, leaving the teenagers to practice by themselves.

Zhuo Yize leaned over with an expression of begging for gossip, "What did you promise my male god?"

Yue Jiayou held his collar: "You should practice your own part first before gossiping!"

"Oh..." Zhuo Yize endured his regret, obediently stood back to his seat, and shook off the sweat all over his head: "Come on! Go through the trash!"

Yue Jiayou started practicing again amusedly, but he began to think about one thing.

What about the amulet?

What about the amulet that will be repaired for life?

The performance is going to be on Thursday, and Zhong Heng will only come back on Thursday, so who can he find to replace the amulet?

However, after igniting his fighting spirit, the practice tasks became more intense, and he didn't have much time to think about the amulet.

The frenzied practice of the seven lasted until late Wednesday night.

Whenever he was exhausted, Zhuo Yize would take the lead in shouting, "Turn over the garbage!"

On Monday night, Yue Jiayou still wanted to find Elder Sister Xuanguan to show her cuteness, and secretly asked for her cell phone to call Zhong Heng to ask for the amulet he owed her.

All he could think about on Tuesday night was, "Fuck through the trash!"

Shouting until Wednesday, Chen Fan and Liu Jiachen, who had no hatred for Chu Xiaochuan, both regarded Chu Xiaochuan as their spiritual enemies and shouted very loudly.

Every time I can't move anymore, someone will yell, until I can't even yell, everyone will go to sleep.

For no apparent reason, Mr. VJ filmed a lot of menacing material and handed it over to the program crew intact.

The director dared not use it, and was unwilling to give up the material, so he had to hold it in his hand and wait for the performance to end.

On Thursday, the morning of the rehearsal, the first sentence of the seven people when they met was "Dump the trash!"

The trainees next to them looked at each other——

What group slogan is this?Are you going to call this on the show?

Only Chu Xiaochuan's face was gloomy, knowing what Yue Jiayou meant, and he couldn't come out to fight each other.

Originally, others didn't know who the garbage was, but if he came out, it didn't mean that he claimed that he was the garbage in Yue Jiayou's mouth.

So, the seven people ignored Chu Xiaochuan who was next to him, walked past him swaggeringly, and went to find a stylist.

The overall atmosphere of "Red and White" is a slightly crazy and deep love, a dilemma and a strong conflict, lingering and inseparable.

The stylist has a long memory this time, and she doesn't even bother to ask others. While matching everyone's clothes, she tugs on Yue Jiayou: "Yue Yue, please be more careful, Teacher Zhong will depend on you to wear what she wears!"

Zhong Heng was not around, so he could only count on Yue Jiayou to match the clothes, and no one could try on the clothes Yue Jiayou chose to see whether they would fit or not, everything was finalized.

When Zhong Heng arrives tomorrow, he must immediately familiarize himself with the stage, change into his clothes, and finally go through the process with Yue Jiayou, so he has no time to adjust his clothes.

In fact, Yue Jiayou is also aware of the small thoughts in the heart of the stylist——

If there are no mistakes, I have no merit or fault. If there are mistakes, Yue Jiayou chose the clothes, and I have escaped a catastrophe.

But choosing clothes for each other with his own hands, like secretly wearing a couple's outfit under the watchful eyes of everyone, is exactly what he wants.

Except for Zhong Heng and Yue Jiayou in position C, everyone else's clothing ideas are very clear.

When they were writing songs, they assigned everyone a position, four reds and four whites, and Fu Huadao had a clear direction when they were ready.

According to the plot shown in the lyrics, everyone corresponds in pairs.

The first group is immature and mature.

Zhuo Yize represents immature love. He is wearing a red sweater with a black background, a black baseball cap turned upside down, two red streamers hanging down, and a hardware store on his body, full of hip-hop.

Li Yi is a mature love, with a pure white windbreaker, his hair was temporarily caught in silvery white with glitter, and paired with gold-rimmed glasses. The coolness brought by his age cannot be replicated by other trainees.

The second group is fiery and restrained.

What Chen Fan received was fiery love. The stylist matched him with a red thick-knit sweater, a simple sweater chain, and a knitted hat. He looked like a freshly graduated college student.

Yang Can is a restrained love, in line with his gentle personality, and echoes Chen Fan, a white cashmere sweater with holes, fine stitches, with a velvety texture.

The third group is brave and humble.

Cai Zizhou is a brave love, flamboyant red leather jacket, eye-catching interior and pockets, his age is almost lowered to the level of high school students.

Liu Jiachen's is humble love. The white linen wide shirt covers his thin figure, and the popular mullet head is chosen for his hair, which just rightly gives him a sense of emptiness and loneliness.

In the end, only Yue Jiayou and Zhong Heng, representing Red Rose and White Moonlight, remained.

The sister stylist brought several sets of clothes for Yue Jiayou, but she always felt that they were not suitable for the theme of "Red Rose".

Warm and over-the-top, but without the complex and charming temperament of roses.

Tempting and petty, not unrestrained and enthusiastic.

After hesitating for a while, Yue Jiayou couldn't wait any longer: "Why don't I choose Mr. Zhong's first, and then let's see and decide mine?"

Yue Jiayou was not slow at all in choosing clothes for Zhong Heng.

"This is V's vintage haute couture white shirt. The size and shape are too baggy. You can ask your assistant to go to Mr. Zhong's house to pick up his own. It will be next spring and summer, and I haven't worn it yet."

The whole shirt is in retro style, with white wavy lapel, bell sleeves, accordion pleats on the chest and placket, and the texture is all low-key white embroidery. Only when you look closely can you find that it is a complicated white rose.

The eye-catching pair of ruby ​​cuffs are the finishing touch.

The clothes were just brought back from France, because they were too gorgeous, there was no suitable occasion to show up so far, Yue Jiayou watched Zhong Heng try them on once at home, and made a note of it.

"The tie goes with this, you don't need to tie it, just put it on like this, half on the shoulders, half hanging around the neck."

It was a thin black tie, not of formal style, and the tie clip was a red rose.

Yue Jiayou had selfishly planned not to tie it, so that he could drag it over when the time came.

Just right.

"By the way, the brooch... let's go with this, sterling silver with rubies inlaid."

The red rose made of sterling silver and precious stones can be adorned on the heart, just like the heartbeat, and it seems to cherish a red rose very much and hold it in the heart.

A suit almost only depends on a few small things to bring out the taste, but all of them are just right.

The young lady stylist froze again.

Yue Jiayou really knows what Zhong Heng looks good in, right?

This shirt, if it wasn't for Zhong Heng, would have a thin waist, broad shoulders, a well-curved neck, and long arms.For another person, it is estimated that they can only wear extremely bloated clothes, highlighting the five-short figure.

After Zhong Heng's clothes were decided, Yue Jiayou's costumes became simpler.

The lower body is white trousers, and the upper body is a red Oversize windbreaker.The windbreaker is one size larger, which will neutralize the warm red with the slenderness of a teenager.

The windbreaker is worn in a vacuum, revealing a large collarbone and a slender neck, with a black Choker, and a rose gold rosebud in the center of the black velvet lace.

There was no suitable windbreaker in the costumes of the program group, so Yue Jiayou arranged for himself: "Ms. Zhong wore a red windbreaker from A family last year. His size is just one size bigger than mine. Wearing it on me is an Oversizie."

Yue Jiayou thought beautifully, when the time came, he could wear Zhong Heng's windbreaker justifiably, it was very beautiful.

In the past, he didn't dare to get involved with Zhong Heng, and Zhong Heng would not wear the brands he touched in the short term.

But now, his mind has changed, he can't wait to express all his thoughts secretly in a different way.

After confirming the clothes, Yue Jiayou asked the selection officer to call Zhong Heng.

Fang Xiaowei answered the phone.

He is a life assistant, and he is not required to attend business meetings. When Zhong Heng is in a meeting, Fang Xiaowei is responsible for helping him with the communication with the outside world.

Hearing that it was Yue Jiayou calling, Fang Xiaowei didn't hesitate: "It's okay, don't worry, Teacher Zhong won't mind you wearing his clothes. I'll ask Jingcheng's assistant to deliver the pineapple later."

How could he mind? With his boss like that, it's probably too late to be happy.

Therefore, other people's clothes can be changed now to try out the effect, and Yue Jiayou needs to wait for Zhong Heng's assistant who stayed in Jingcheng to bring the clothes to the scene.

After arranging the costumes and following the team to wait for the rehearsal, Yue Jiayou realized a problem——

Lighting and camera positions need to be arranged by people, and there is no way to complete the process without finding someone to confirm the station for Zhong Heng.

Yue Jiayou can imitate a Zhong Heng based on his sense of familiarity, but his teammates and staff are not him, so it is impossible to complete the work in the air.

Among the other mentors and guests, Mu Huaizhe and Zhang Xueyu also failed to attend the rehearsal due to schedule issues.

The program team found a scene assistant, who followed the process like a robot. Fortunately, most of the guests only needed to stand still and did nothing. The younger brother only needed to cooperate with the process and quietly pretend to be dead.

Yue Jiayou didn't say anything, and obeyed the arrangement honestly.

Things have come to this... The only possibility to fulfill the promise is probably to close your eyes and hypnotize yourself, and convince yourself that during the rehearsal later, Ou, the one next to him is Zhong Heng.

Although it felt like taking advantage of loopholes, in the final analysis, it was clearly Zhong Heng's request that was not realistic at all.

Obviously he couldn't come by himself, and asked himself not to rehearse with others.

But Yue Jiayou didn't find it annoying.

This... In a sense, does it mean that Zhong Heng has the same desire to possess him as he does.

Just like he doesn't want Zhong Heng to be someone else's teacher Zhong.

Besides, there are many artists who still need to film kissing scenes after they get married, and I haven't seen anyone who stopped filming because of marriage.

Because of waiting for their costumes, their rehearsal was queued to the last group, and the start time had to wait until at least eight o'clock in the evening.

There is no venue for practice, and there is no need to make too much noise to hinder the rehearsal. The long waiting period in the middle gave people enough time to be dazed.

Yue Jiayou began to think, what is his position when Zhong Heng makes a kiss scene in the future?

Of course vinegar can be eaten, but he has to be more generous.

It's all work, don't worry about it.

After completing a round of mental training, Yue Jiayou finally realized after the group above went down, no, who is Zhong Heng's?Can you manage so much?

Realizing that he was thinking too far, Yue Jiayou felt lost again.

It was past eight o'clock, 10 minutes before the rehearsal and it was the turn of Yue Jiayou's team. The assistant Fang Xiaowei said would come still didn't come.

Yue Jiayou borrowed a mobile phone from the election supervisor again, and hurriedly called Zhong Heng.

"Hello, Brother Fang?"

Yue Jiayou didn't expect Zhong Heng to take care of the calls from his life number in his busy schedule.

"Hey."

It was Zhong Heng's voice on the phone.

Hearing it unexpectedly, Yue Jiayou was slightly taken aback: "Have you finished the meeting?"

The voice over there seemed to be very tired, and it was tired and low: "Well, Fang Xiaowei's assistant who arranged for you to deliver the clothes has arrived, and he is in the No. [-] lounge in the backstage."

Yue Jiayou thanked him, whispered something to his teammates, got up and went backstage to get his costume.

The rehearsal was almost over, and there were not many trainees left in the backstage. Yue Jiayou knocked on the door of the lounge, but no one answered.

He pushed open the door.

A hand stretched out from behind the door, pulling Yue Jiayou into the lounge.

"Hey! Just give me the door! I'm in a hurry to go to the rehearsal!" Yue Jiayou hurriedly grabbed the hand that was holding him.

Zhong Heng looked at him expressionlessly: "It's me."

He was still wearing the windbreaker that we met in the early morning, with new stubble growing, and red bloodshot eyes from fatigue.

It had rained outside, and Zhong Heng's hair was still slightly wet.

The smell of citrus covered by the rain became light, Yue Jiayou subconsciously moved closer to catch the vague smell, and asked in a low voice, "Where's your assistant?"

"There is no assistant." Zhong Heng stretched out his hand and pressed Yue Jiayou who was close to him into his arms: "Let's try on clothes."

His clothes smelled faintly of smoke.

Probably someone smoked during the meeting and got on it.

Yue Jiayou didn't like the smell of cigarettes, it was the smell of mahjong stalls and Yue Zongcheng.

However, the smell on Zhong Heng's body made him gradually calm down.

"The first time..." Yue Jiayou calculated quietly in his heart: "The third time."

"What third time?" Zhong Heng continued to hug him, and the voice came from above his head.

"The brand, the smell of the hospital, and the smell of smoke."

All the things that reminded him of painful memories were gradually covered by the memories brought by Zhong Heng.

Zhong Heng rubbed Yue Jiayou's hair, let go of him, and pointed to the sofa: "Go and change your clothes."

Yue Jiayou was kind, walked over obediently, and asked casually, "Teacher, are you rushing back to the rehearsal?"

He still couldn't bear himself, and rushed back to the rehearsal.

Yue Jiayou faintly looked forward to it.

One more rehearsal is good.

In this way, you can take advantage of the dance moves to get close to Zhong Heng for a while.

Obviously, when Zhong Heng was not around, he was arrogant and aggressive towards Chu Xiaochuan, but when Zhong Heng was around, there was no thought of "one song will determine the outcome" in his mind, and only the thought of "close to him" remained in his mind .

"No." Zhong Heng shook his head slightly, and sat back on the sofa: "I can only stay here for 10 minutes."

Another 10 minutes.

Yue Jiayou touched the fingertips whose wounds were almost invisible, and dissatisfaction spread again in his heart, and he couldn't help muttering: "Cinderella still leaves at twelve o'clock."

He also knows that rehearsals often have to repeatedly confirm the process, and the 10-minute on-stage time can be put in the rehearsal, and several parties can be dragged out several times in one go.

Just still dissatisfied.

People are like this, if Zhong Heng doesn't come, Yue Jiayou doesn't dare to think about it, but when he comes, people expect more.

Yue Jiayou sighed and shook off his clothes.

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

In the past, he treated Zhong Heng as an ordinary homosexual, and he could have no scruples in front of Zhong Heng.

But now, he clearly realized that he likes Zhong Heng.

This windbreaker, according to what he discussed with the stylist, can only be worn without an inner layer, so that it can be worn in a vacuum, with a unique sense of youth that is slender but warm, tight and alienated.

The windbreaker is only tied with a belt and a button. When dancing, the clavicle, butterfly bone or half of the chest and back will be exposed with the movement of the body.

This means-

He wanted to take off his shirt in front of Zhong Heng.

Sensing Yue Jiayou's sudden hesitation, Zhong Heng narrowed his eyes: "What?"

"Teacher..." Yue Jiayou was a little nervous: "You...recite it?"

Zhong Heng didn't cooperate with him, instead he said unhurriedly: "I only have 10 minutes, don't delay."

There is no other way, Yue Jiayou can only choose to hide his ears and steal the bell.

He turned around and turned his back to Zhong Heng, so nervous that he forgot about the amulet he had been thinking about before.

Fortunately, I have never stopped exercising, and this body can still be seen.

Zhong Heng stared at the boy.

He reached out to take off the sweater jacket, unbuttoned it one by one, and put the shirt aside.

The back line is smooth and clean, only two or three scars with inconsistent colors destroy the overall consistency, but bring a different broken beauty.

Yue Jiayou's left hand has been put into the windbreaker, the clothes are hanging behind his back, and the other hand is turning his back to grab the sleeve of his right hand.

The butterfly bone rises with the movement, and the muscles on both sides of the spine stretch downward, outlining two dimples on the waist.

Probably wanting to break the thicker air, Yue Jiayou had nothing to say: "Then the rehearsal... I still have to cooperate with others?"

"So how should I punish you for your dishonesty?" Zhong Heng was behind his back, uttering the words of tiger and wolf in a dignified manner.

"It can't be my fault..." Yue Jiayou tried to defend himself.

"Yue Jiayou." The person behind suddenly stepped forward, wrapped one hand around Yue Jiayou's waist, and wrapped the other hand around Yue Jiayou's eyes.

Suddenly being covered in sight, Yue Jiayou's lips moved and he asked tremblingly, "...what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say it, punishment." Zhong Heng was poked in the center by his obedient and obedient attitude when he still wanted to say you at this time.

Not knowing what Zhong Heng was going to do, Yue Jiayou could only follow him: "Then be gentle..."

The air conditioner in the lounge was warm enough, but Yue Jiayou's voice trembled uncontrollably, which made people even more distracted.

Zhong Heng couldn't help but bully him: "Are you going to just wear it like this?"

Just like that, put the clothes you wear directly against every inch of your skin?

Yue Jiayou finally figured out how many hints this way of wearing contained, how much it resembled the behavior of an idiot.

His head became hot, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he mumbled his excuse: "I'm sorry! I didn't think about it so much. If you feel disgusted, I..."

Not disgusting, not at all, just showing a little too much.

"Then have you ever thought about it..." The child was so obedient that it hurt people, Zhong Heng made an inch of it: "On stage like this, will this place be exposed?"

He pressed a small piece of skin under Yue Jiayou's butterfly bone.

It was a barely noticeable round smoke scar.

Touched by Wei Liang's fingertips, Yue Jiayou shuddered instinctively: "If you don't zoom in...you can't see..."

It was burnt out by Yue Zongcheng once he got drunk.

Zhong Heng ignored him.

Warm lips fell on the smoke scar.

Unlike the fleeting gentle lick last time, the heat stayed for a long time until the skin began to tingle slightly.

While the line of sight is deprived, every nerve ending is fully mobilized, and the temperature spreads from the shoulders until it covers every inch of skin exposed to the air.

"Button one more button." Zhong Heng left Yue Jiayou without refusal.

Unlike the smoke scar, the glaring hickey does not need to be enlarged, as long as it is exposed, it will definitely be seen.

If this is exposed in front of the camera, it will be an uproar.

After buttoning the second button, no matter how you jump, you can only expose the collarbone at most.

However, Yue Jiayou didn't care about these things.

"The fourth time..." He was still trembling, and he didn't turn around after being let go, but murmured softly while clenching his sleeves tightly.

"What is the fourth time?" Zhong Heng put on the other sleeve for him and adjusted the collar.

Yue Jiayou's reaction was different from the anger he thought.

"That scar was left by Yue Zongcheng."

Now, it is covered by Zhong Heng's hickey.

All the traces of pain that Yue Zongcheng left in his life were gradually covered by Zhong Heng.

Zhong Heng froze for a moment, realized what Yue Jiayou was talking about, his heart softened immediately, all the teasing mood disappeared, and he pulled Yue Jiayou back into his arms:

"Then now, it is your amulet."