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

When Yue Jiayou went back, it wasn't just the audience who noticed the clue.

The trainees on the field also found out.

Shang Shuqi, who had just finished his third attempt and finally failed, was also surprised.

Yue Jiayou looked back at him calmly, unaffected at all, and zipped up his jacket tightly.

The sportswear is uniformly customized by the show, and only the name is written on the T-shirt.

Yue Jiayou had an extra sports coat on his body and Zhong Heng had lost a sports coat. Although these two things are necessarily related, no one can say that the coat must belong to Zhong Heng.

Even if Shang Shuqi suspected something, he couldn't say anything, Yue Jiayou didn't care about Shang Shuqi's gaze at all.

It was Zhong Heng, the dog.

It took only 5 minutes to leave a hickey on the waist, plausibly saying that it was a talisman for the third performance.

After thinking about it, Yue Jiayou felt that Zhong Heng was clearly trying to force himself to wear a coat.

When passing the pole just now, Yue Jiayou actually knew that Zhong Heng was staring at him.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the crowds around him and intentionally tease him. Anyway, even if Zhong Heng was greedy, he could only continue to be greedy, and he couldn't do anything in full view.

Yue Jiayou could even feel Zhong Heng's gaze staring at his waist, burning hot.

When Zhong Heng winked at him and signaled him to follow out, Yue Jiayou only thought that his little trick had succeeded.

Although he did it on purpose, who can say that he did it on purpose?

If Zhong Heng asked, he was going to laugh at Zhong Heng for being sentimental.

Who knew that after being pulled out, Zhong Heng didn't go around in circles with him, and asked him directly with a smile: "Would you like to flirt with me?"

As soon as Yue Jiayou met him, he subconsciously panicked, almost forgot the lines he had prepared, and paused before saying: "Who teased you, it's obvious that you yourself are full of pornographic trash, are you just pretending to be sentimental?"

Zhong Heng didn't refute him, raised the corners of his eyes, and led Yue Jiayou to the depths of the gymnasium's office area.

Yue Jiayou followed him to the end of the corridor, with a triumphant smile in his eyes, and was pushed directly onto the window sill a second later, facing out the window, with his back to Zhong Heng.

Lifting the hem of the clothes with the palm of his hand, Zhong Heng lowered his head and kissed the place where he had signed his name.

Hearing the boy's shortness of breath and whimpers from the corners of his mouth, Zhong Heng got up after a while, hugged Yue Jiayou from behind, and smiled softly: "Am I being passionate?"

After Zhong Heng finished speaking, he put his coat on Yue Jiayou's back. Seeing Yue Jiayou's back flushed, he smiled lowly and said, "Children." Then he turned and went back to the venue.

While the show is still being filmed, it's just too noticeable that they've been gone for so long at the same time.

He just came to emphasize his sovereignty.

There are no lights on in the hallway, and the stadium parking lot is just outside the window.

Behind him was the sound of Zhong Heng's leaving footsteps.

Yue Jiayou froze and did not move, staring down at the concrete floor of the parking lot.

Originally, he wanted to tease Zhong Heng and kiss him in a sneaky way, but who knew that in the end he would be teased out.

The temperature from the waist spread all the way to the chest, burning the tip of the heart, making the heart tremble and the tongue dry.

Every time at the end, it was Zhong Heng who remained calm and composed, and Yue Jiayou realized that he was really asking for trouble.

The sound of Zhong Heng's footsteps had disappeared from the corridor, Yue Jiayou took a minute to make himself look normal, and grabbed his coat and put it on.

The coat was stained with Zhong Heng's smell.

The reassuring and comfortable scent of warm citrus is ironed by body temperature and melts deep into the skin.

There was someone parking in the parking lot outside. A three or five-year-old girl was standing by the side waiting for her parents. She met Yue Jiayou's eyes and waved to him.

For no reason, Yue Jiayou felt ashamed of being discovered by the children for doing bad things, guilty of being a thief, and hurried back to the venue.

He didn't react until he stood on the field again.

This is not the first time.

Zhong Heng repeated the same old tricks as before the last performance, leaving a hickey as if he couldn't help it.

Now think about it carefully, the name left on the waist during the first performance, and the hickey on the butterfly bone during the second performance.

It's like this every time, and it's getting bigger and bigger.

Where Zhong Heng was indifferent and calm, it was clearly just a dog who kept his face.

Standing in front of the crossbar, Yue Jiayou looked sideways at Zhong Heng, raised his eyebrows, and showed a silent and clear smile.

Zhong Heng read the boy's lips without changing his expression:

"You already liked me, old dog."

After Yue Jiayou finished speaking, he lowered his waist lightly, and passed the crossbar in a majestic way.

At a height of 14 centimeters, even the [-]-year-old Xiao Zhou failed, but Yue Jiayou adjusted his state and passed it easily.

Everyone took his raised eyebrows to show off his flexibility.

Only Yue Jiayou knew that he was just complacent.

He is proud that the person he likes has a deep and steady look in front of others, but he likes himself so much that he looks like a childish ghost.

Zhong Heng received Yue Jiayou's gaze.

The slender and thin waist that the young man showed just now has been wrapped in a large coat, but Zhong Heng can still recall that waist, just now he touched it with his own hands and left a mark on it himself.

Everyone around cheered that Yue Jiayou passed the [-]cm crossbar.

Zhong Heng raised his lips and smiled at an angle that the boy could not see——

I've liked you a long time ago, earlier than you thought.

Shang Shuqi looked at the two of them more and more surprised.

He had always thought that Yue Jiayou and Zhong Heng were speculating for CP under a contract, but now he felt more and more that something was wrong.

When there was no camera just now, the way Zhong Heng looked at Yue Jiayou didn't look like he was acting.

It can't take up the camera, it's unnecessary, it's really unnecessary.

The only explanation is Zhong Heng's own thinking.

This cognition made Shang Shuqi doubt himself a little, subconsciously staring at Yue Jiayou trying to see something.

Yue Jiayou noticed Shang Shuqi's eyes, but still didn't bother to pay attention to him, and dragged Xiao Zhou to grab the bench to register.

To give Shang Shuqi a look is to give Shang Shuqi a shot, this deal is not worth it, he has to wait for Shang Shuqi to beg himself.

Most of the interesting items are purposeful and considered for the ratings of the program.

Grabbing the bench is the same as the previous two-person tripod, it is purely an activity for the audience to stand on the CP——

Twelve boys, eleven stools, one will be reduced in each round, and the one who grabs the last one will win.

How many body collisions and undercurrents can there be in the middle, and how many CPs can be derived.

The audience is now in the stands, their hearts are on BO2, Old Ford and Weibo, their mobile phone screens are upside down, and their minds are full of yellow waste.

Yue Jiayou originally thought that this would be a pension project, but when he looked up, Yu Xi broke his leg, and many projects were inconvenient, so he participated in this, and Jing Yan naturally followed.

Shang Shuqi joined Zhong Heng for the sake of the camera, and Fang Ling, who is slender and not good at strength sports, also chose to sign up for this event.

And Li Yi, who was too tall, it was inconvenient to form a three-legged pair with others, and it was also inconvenient to lower his waist to cross the pole, so he had to choose to grab the bench.

In a water paddling game with no technical content, there are twelve places for the competition, and there are six C places.

Among the remaining contestants, there are Zhang Leran, a disabled skateboarder from Yu Xi's group, Zhong Heng from Shang Shuqi's group, and the director from Li Yi's group. They have to be famous, hot-blooded, funny, and funny. .

Everyone glanced at each other, and the sense of competition rose inexplicably.

Seeing the atmosphere among the teenagers, the staff next to him couldn't help laughing.

After recording this afternoon's program, I didn't see that they had a sense of competition when running, and everything like high jump and archery became a funny part.

In the end, the Shura field actually appeared in a link that was really designed to be funny.

Yue Jiayou geared up and pulled Xiao Zhou over: "We must win!"

Xiao Zhou resigned himself to his inexplicable fighting spirit: "Must—must win?"

The drum sounded to symbolize the start of the game, and Yue Jiayou spun around the chair eagerly.

As soon as the drumbeat stopped, he walked briskly towards the chair he was aiming at and sat down, and even pushed Xiao Zhou down on the chair next to him.

Looking at it again, Jing Yan sat down safely and helped Yu Xi secure a seat.

Li Yi and Zhong Heng were tall, with long legs, they touched the chair before everyone else, and took their seats without any difficulty.

The introverted Fang Ling became the first one to be eliminated.

Li Yi next to him was the one who took his seat away.

Not only grabbed the seat, but also patted Fang Ling's back and said earnestly: "Young man, come out to play, you must be able to put down your face, look at brother."

The audience in the stands were dumbfounded by their laughter:

"Hahahahahaha! I thought I watched this session to see the undercurrents between CPs. Who knew that I could see the spirit of competition here."

"I'm dying of laughter, why are they more serious than one?"

"Who cares about CP? What CP are you still drinking? I was laughed to death by them."

"It's too difficult for Fang Ling. After being robbed of the position, he still has to listen to the chicken soup of life hahahahaha!"

"Brother Yi seems to be saying, little friend, although brother bullied you, you still have to thank brother for giving you a life lesson, it's too bad hahahahaha."

In the next round, a boy in class B who was next to Zhong Heng was eliminated because he was too embarrassed to compete with Zhong Heng.

In the third round, the trainee next to Zhang Leran was also eliminated because he was embarrassed to attack the disabled.

In the fourth round, the trainee next to the director was afraid of offending the director, so he didn't have the nerve to take the director's position, so he was also eliminated.

Finally, in the fifth round, the director got close to Zhang Leran.

As a paddler, it is naturally impossible for him to compete with disabled children, so he consciously accepted the fate of being eliminated.

At the beginning of the sixth round, there were seven people left on the field, five C positions, one Zhong Heng, and one Zhang Leran.

Yue Jiayou discovered the trick, followed Zhong Heng, and began to enjoy the seats that others were embarrassed to grab with peace of mind.

He and Zhong Heng are next to each other, and the camera naturally takes care of them.

The sixth round of drums started, and the teenagers circled around the chairs. Yue Jiayou put his arm around Zhong Heng's shoulders, listening to the drums with bated breath.

The moment the drum beat stopped, Yue Jiayou rushed over and sat down without hesitation, Zhong Heng glanced at him: "Didn't you used to be afraid of being scolded for disrespecting your seniors, now you're not afraid?"

Yue Jiayou replied naturally: "Afraid they won't scold you? Just scold them."

Beside, Yu Xi and Jing Yan were looking at the last position.

Jing Yan quietly pushed the child to his seat.

The stands exploded.

"Mom, I got it for real!"

"It's true, it's true! My brother spoils my brother too much!"

"I can! I'm so spoiled, so spoiled!"

Seeing Yue Jiayou was also looking over there, Zhong Heng tilted his head and whispered in his ear: "You can't do it, kid, you're not handsome enough."

Yue Jiayou: "Excuse me, what are you talking about?"

After Jing Yan was also eliminated, the progress accelerated a lot, and soon only Yue Jiayou, Shang Shuqi and Zhong Heng were left on the field.

"I didn't expect you to work hard?" Yue Jiayou glanced at the sweat on Shang Shuqi's forehead amusedly.

Being able to fight for the camera to this point is considered a skill.

Shang Shuqi's face was a little ugly.

He really worked hard, but it's a pity that no one interacted with him during the whole session. He survived all the way to the last round, and all he got in return was sweat.

Zhong Heng, who was on his team, ignored him at all.

The drum sounded, and Shang Shuqi took a deep breath, staring at Zhong Heng, as if he was thinking about something.

The moment the drum beat stopped, Yue Jiayou ran towards the chair, while Shang Shuqi ran towards Zhong Heng.

A flawless sprain.

Flawless acting.

Shang Shuqi took aim at Zhong Heng and fell down.

He has already seen through it, and if he can't get a camera in the end, he might as well eliminate it and make some noise.

People are about to fall, Zhong Heng will not remain indifferent, right?

Zhong Heng really couldn't pretend not to see, but——

He has reached out to help, not to pull people over, but to push them out.

The moment Shang Shuqi fell down, Zhong Heng stretched out his hand and pushed him without hesitation, and pushed him into the arms of the staff watching the theater behind him without any mistakes.

He didn't even have a chance to fall.

The staff didn't have any camera value, so Shang Shuqi's fall was a waste of time.

In the last round, only Yue Jiayou and Zhong Heng were left, and there was only one chair left in front of them.

Yue Jiayou glanced at Zhong Heng, and lightly lifted the corner of his lips: "Hey? Is someone throwing himself into your arms?"

"That may be because they don't know yet, there is an owner here." Zhong Heng smiled half-smile: "Private parking spaces are not open to the public."

Yue Jiayou looked as usual, and leaned forward in front of Zhong Heng: "Oh? In this prime location, the parking fee is not cheap, right?"

The only son of the Zhong family, the youngest actor when he won the Best Actor award, it was indeed not easy to stay in Zhong Heng's heart.

The drums sounded again.

Yue Jiayou didn't have a chance to speak for the time being, he listened to the drum beat intently, and walked around the chair with Zhong Heng.

The stands were full of cheers, and the plastic girls were about to pass out.

What kind of century hair sugar scene is this!

This is not grabbing the bench!Is this a waltz for two?

It's a wedding scene!

The drumbeat stopped unexpectedly.

After all, Zhong Heng was taller and had longer legs than Yue Jiayou, so he sat on the bench one step ahead of Yue Jiayou.

Due to inertia, Yue Jiayou hadn't had time to stop his movements.

Just as he was about to brake, he suddenly had a thought and simply relaxed his body.

Zhong Heng stretched out his hand towards him, and pulled him into his arms.

A second later—

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Mom, help me! They must be too courageous!"

"Is the one who pushed Shang Shuqi away just now really the actor himself! What's going on with this hug now!"

Zhuo Yize also added to the confusion:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Sitting in Zhong Heng's arms, Yue Jiayou regretted his impulsiveness just now.

He's just... kind of tasty.

He wanted Shang Shuqi to open his eyes and see clearly that there was only one person in Zhong Heng's arms.

It could only be him, Yue Jiayou, and it couldn't be anyone else.

Who knew it would become this picture now.

There was a scorching breath approaching from behind, and the hand around his waist seemed casual, but in fact it was extremely powerful. Zhong Heng suppressed his voice and laughed ambiguously:

"Satisfied? Small vinegar bag."