You are sweeter than first love [entertainment circle]

After Li He got off the stage, he went directly to the backstage to prepare for the show.

Seeing the members of the interview team again, Li He obviously felt that they looked at him differently.

Li He knew why. His behavior on stage just now, at best, he insisted on himself and faced difficulties, but at worst, he didn't know how to advance or retreat, and was arrogant and complacent.

Even with some conspiracy theories, it can also be said that it is intentional to lure Jihong's popularity, and dare to use any bad intentions to become famous for Bo.

Some people will definitely say that Li He is stupid. Seeing that Jian Jihong has such a deep prejudice against him and dares to join his team, life will definitely be difficult in the future. Maybe this time he had a chance to qualify, but now he will only be rejected. There is no future for the whole thing.

All in all, Li He like this, and the Li He they got to know in the past half month, are completely two people.

They didn't dare to continue looking at this seemingly amiable, gentle and polite music teacher with the innocent eyes they had before.

Li He didn't say anything about it, what happened in normal times, and what happened now.From the moment he said that he insisted on joining Jian Jihong's team, all of these were within his expectations.

After the preparations were over, Li He returned to the players' lounge, and Wu Size and the other three waited at the door early, and ran towards him as soon as they saw him.

Li He felt strangely relieved, even if he didn't care about other people's opinions anymore, Li He still instinctively hoped that they wouldn't use strange things because of what happened just now. Look at yourself.

Wu Size's eyes were red, and as soon as he ran over, he hugged Li He hard, and then reached out and punched Li He on the shoulder: "Brother, you scared me to death just now, I thought you were really going to leave!"

Li He found that Wu Size's eyes were really full of tears, and at the same time he was moved, but at the same time he couldn't laugh or cry: "Stupid or not, why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry, it's because of the wind!" Wu Size said as if furious.

Tomato stood aside with an unhappy face: "Li He, what the hell were you doing just now? Do you know that if he insisted on asking you to retire, you would have packed up and left now. What reason is more important than continuing the game? You must Want to join his team?"

Wu Size said: "That's right, the other instructors liked you very much just now, especially Mr. Huo, his eyes glowed when he looked at you!"

Marin: "It's not easy to be liked by Mr. Huo."

Li He knew that if he didn't give them an explanation, these three partners who were worried about him would always have something in their hearts, so he had already thought about how to answer them on the way here.

Li He said: "Because I am very grateful to him. There was a very difficult time before, and I almost couldn't hold on many times. Only his singing accompanied me and inspired me to spend that time together, so I really want to join His team."

The three were silent for a few seconds.

The half a month they spent together was neither too long nor too short, and they could tell that Li He's financial situation was not very good, so when he said this, the three of them made up a lot of imagination for a while, but they all accepted Li He's explanation.

The knot in Tomato's heart was untied, and he immediately said poisonously: "You are grateful to him and made him so angry. Look at his face just now."

Wu Size also had lingering fears: "That's right, the male god is just so scary, I don't know why he just doesn't want you to join, Ming Ming sings so well..."

Li He could only smile wryly.

Wu Size slowed down that moment, but now he looked at Li He with some admiration: "But brother, you were really awesome just now. If I was said that by the male god, I might admit my mistake on the spot, kneel down and cry bitterly, and change to another mentor. Male God is really fierce, aren't you afraid?"

Li He tilted his head: "Not afraid, and he is not fierce, very gentle."

Tomato was speechless: "Come and take an intelligence test with us this weekend, I seriously doubt if you are a fool."

Li He: "...Thank you for your concern, but it's unnecessary."

After being promoted, Li He relaxed. All three of his four-person team successfully joined his favorite team, leaving only Marin.

The purpose of Marin's coming here is also very pure, he is here for Teacher Huo Yixing.

So far, Mr. Huo has only accepted one group of members, which is a folk music group.

There are five people in the group, three men and two women, and they cooperate perfectly. Everyone has a hand instrument, and everyone's voice is amazing enough.

According to what I learned in the past half month, this group is well-known on the Internet, with hundreds of thousands of fans alone. It's just that Li He didn't know anything about them before because he didn't go online very much.

However, the folk music group is very strong, and Marin is not weak. His treble is very bright, and his breath is long and steady, so he will definitely be favored by the instructor.

Here, Li He and the others discussed in low voices, while Jian Jihong over there fell into a state of trance.

What happened just now was too sudden, almost all his actions were based on instinct, and he even threw down the headset and left impulsively.

It's not like his usual look at all.

In the past, no matter how angry he was, he would never transfer his anger to other people. This time, the director team did nothing wrong, and it was all his own venting.

Because he was too angry, too puzzled, and too disturbed.

He and Li He had known each other since junior high school, and they were in the same class all the way to university.Jian Jihong couldn't remember exactly when brotherhood turned into love, but Jian Jihong knew very well that the two of them must have loved each other deeply back then.

They have experienced a lot, just when Jian Jihong thought everything was going in a good direction, Li He suddenly disappeared.

He disappeared completely, and he couldn't get in touch with anyone. Even the school said that he had completed the withdrawal procedures very early.

This walk is ten years.

Ten years, what a long time, so long that Jian Jihong wondered if Li He was just a fabricated dream in his youth, and he suddenly appeared in this way in this way. in front of him.

Then, Li He stood there and said openly that he wanted to join his team, and even asked for a hug.

That nonchalant appearance made Jian Jihong's anger soar.

What does this mean, thinking that if you smile at him, these ten years will not exist?Do you think that the wrong things you did at the beginning have long since disappeared with time?

How can it be!

Jian Jihong couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure out what Li He was thinking.

He wanted to ruthlessly push Li He away, to let him know that he was still angry, but...Jian Jihong had to admit that in the end he was still reluctant.

He was afraid that Li He would leave quietly like before, and it would be another ten years after he left.

He couldn't wait for another decade.

and.

Li He was still wearing that dress.

Jian Jihong smiled wryly, how dare he walk in front of him wearing that dress.

Li He is a person who is very afraid of the cold.

Twelve years ago, in the winter of their sophomore year of high school, Jiangcheng ushered in an unprecedented cold wave.

There is no heating in the winter in the south, so I can only rely on wearing heavy down jackets to add warmth to myself, but even so, I will keep shivering when walking on the road, and I can’t keep my eyes open due to the cold wind.

But in such severe cold weather, there was a maverick in their class. Everyone was huddled up in down jackets, and only he was still wearing a thin sweater, standing upright alone.

Obviously his face was pale from the cold, and when asked, he either kept silent or whispered that he was not cold.

That is Li He.

If anyone were to look at Li He's performance on stage, he would never believe that such a person who dared to confront him had a withdrawn personality and no friends when he was in junior high school.

He is very silent every day. He doesn't like to talk and is a good person in the class, so he is nicknamed the autistic ghost.

Later, when Jian Jihong thought about it, he realized that he hadn't even had a word of gossip with Li He during his three years in junior high school.

They went to Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School, a school that can be directly promoted from junior high school to high school.

When he was studying, Jian Jihong didn’t have the temper he has now. He was sunny, handsome and good-natured, with excellent grades and strong athletic ability. He was very popular in the class, and he was the class monitor since childhood.

On the day of high school entrance report, Jian Jihong found that none of the classmates he had a good relationship with had been assigned to him, and the only familiar name was Li He.

Although they are not familiar with each other, compared with other complete strangers, they still have three years more friendship.

So Jian Jihong sat down next to Li He and became his tablemate with a smile. He didn't remember calling Li He a self-closing child when he was in junior high school.

It was also because of being Li He's deskmate that he realized belatedly that his junior high school classmate was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Throughout the first year of high school, Jian Jihong tried to talk to Li He.

Jian Jihong had a smooth life since he was a child, no matter men, women, young or old, as long as he had a few words with him, there were very few people who didn't like him or paid him any attention.

Only Li He, who can answer one out of ten sentences is considered thankful.

This made Jian Jihong feel very strange, every day he found all kinds of excuses, trying to get Li He to talk to him, but finally returned without success.

This incident continued until the winter of my sophomore year, when the cold wave hit.

Jian Jihong has a hot body and is not as afraid of the cold as other people. Moreover, his family is well-off, and he wears custom-made clothes. Even the down jacket is thicker and warmer than others.

It was cold, so the family made him a long black down jacket with an eagle pattern, and the hat had a thick circle of fur. When he wore this, he only needed to add a sweater inside.

Jian Jihong likes to wear them very much.

At that time, everyone was dressed as a polar bear, including Jian Jihong, who was also wrapped up thickly. Only Li He lived in autumn alone.

"Aren't you cold, Li He?" Jian Jihong took off his leather gloves, and quickly touched his face with his warm right hand before Li He could dodge, "Wow, your face is as cold as a popsicle. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Li He wrote the questions on the test paper with a pen in his hand, completely ignoring Jian Jihong.

"Your hands are red from the cold." Jian Jihong threw the gloves on Li He's table, "Take them on, don't get frostbite, you will suffer it later."

Li He pushed the glove back with his forearm.

"No? That's how it is..." Jian Jihong took off his scarf, put a hook around Li He's neck, quickly wrapped it around and tied the knot, "Haha! Keep warm!"

Li He: "..."

It was warm indeed.

It was so warm that Li He shivered.

"What the hell, why are you fighting a cold war while wearing a scarf? You can't be an ice warrior, afraid of heat, are you?" Jian Jihong asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Li He finally turned his head to look at Jian Jihong. He unhurriedly unwrapped the scarf. The moment he took it off, he flinched slightly, but the movement was too fast and Jian Jihong didn't notice.

Li He handed the scarf to Jian Jihong: "Yes."

Jian Jihong didn't expect to get an answer from Li He, so he asked excitedly: "En? What did you say to me just now? What do you mean, don't you want a scarf? Look, you have goosebumps on your neck! Wait... you should It can't be that you are an ice warrior!"

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