The life of the dog is given by the cat

The recording of the program on the second day went very smoothly.

The hostess of "The King of Talking Singers" has always followed the route of a passionate and lecherous sister. As soon as Lao Hei stood on the stage, she became the focus of her attention. He is extremely flattering, saying that regardless of whether Lao Hei can sing or not, he must be left until the end, while the other half of the male artists focus on another beautiful Internet celebrity, and taunt and bicker with the female artists It was so noisy.

The setting of the show is that a big-name artist acts as the main coffee. After several rounds of different rules and clues to eliminate the contestants, the final winner, if he is the king of singers, will have the opportunity to release a chorus single with the main coffee. , if Yin Chi wins, he will directly receive a bonus of 10 yuan.

As a result of the recording, Lao Hei successfully got 10 yuan. Of course, this is the script designed by the company and the program group. The money will not come, but Lao Hei didn’t know it. Looking at the oversized check handed to him by the hostess, He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and his mind was full of thoughts: I've made money again, and I'm one step closer to chasing Junjun!

Miao Jun watched from the side of the stage, although there was a smile on his face, his heart hurt a little.

In the last session, Lao Hei wanted to show his real singing voice on stage to announce the result. The whole audience rolled to the ground laughing at his tone deafness, but he still held the microphone and sang seriously.

Seeing this, Miao Jun felt very uncomfortable.Before that, he didn't understand why Lao Hei insisted on debuting as an artist, but now he knew that he was so persistent because he wanted to make money, so he could pursue him.For this reason, he performed his worst singing on stage like a clown, and let others make fun of him. The more he watched, the more sad he felt.

On the car back to the dormitory, Miao Jun looked at Lao Hei with a smile on his face, and kept chatting with him about the jokes in the show just now, looking extremely excited.

"Old Hei..." Miao Jun asked hesitantly, "Aren't you... not feeling well?"

"In your heart?" Lao Hei raised his hand and stroked his chest, "Why is it uncomfortable?"

"Just..." Miao Jun scratched his head, "They are laughing at you for singing out of tune, don't you feel...embarrassed...ashamed or something?"

Lao Hei tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head sincerely and said, "I don't think so, I just thought I won, and I have 10 yuan."

"..."

Miao Jun raised his hand to caress Lao Hei's neck, and said, "Why are you so stupid?"

Old Hei blinked and blinked: "Why am I stupid again? I followed the script and said nothing wrong."

"Yeah." Miao Jun nodded, "You performed very well today, and the audience liked you very much. When it is broadcast on TV, the audience on TV will also like you."

Old Hei grinned: "I don't care if they like it, I just want you to like me."

The corners of Miao Jun's lips raised slightly: "Well, I like you too."

Hearing this, Old Hei smiled brighter and brighter.

The show was launched two weeks later. On the day of the broadcast, Miao Jun invited Fang Ming to the dormitory to witness Lao Hei's first appearance with them.

"I said you are real," Fang Ming said while putting a strawberry into his mouth, "I advised you to let Lao Hei make his debut, but you didn't listen, let him go to our garden and let me dove, but in the end it didn't work out." Still going out the same way.”

"Yes yes yes." Miao Jun stared at the screen intently. Although he was at the scene when recording, he still didn't want to miss any shots of Lao Hei. .”

"Hahahahahahaha!" Fang Ming was amused by Lao Hei's performance on the show, "Why are you so cute, Lao Hei!"

Hearing Fang Ming's praise of himself, Lao Hei smirked for a while. Fang Ming felt his heart melt when he saw this innocent smile, and couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch Lao Hei's face: "Ouch~ I Handsome brother!"

Miao Jun on the side was a little displeased when he saw it, he pushed Fang Ming's hand away, rubbed Lao Hei's face, and said, "Go away, this is my brother, don't touch it."

"Yo yo yo," Fang Ming pouted, "You can't even pinch your face?"

"No," Miao Jun said, "We rely on our looks for a living, and you won't be able to pay for it if you pinch it."

"Tch," Fang Ming picked another strawberry, and asked casually while watching TV, "how is the memory recovery?"

Miao Jun was stunned: "What memory?"

Fang Ming turned to look at him: "He, didn't he lose his memory?"

"Ah..." Miao Jun turned to look at Lao Hei, pondered for a while, and said, "No...no improvement..."

Fang Ming nodded, but she didn't take it seriously, she turned her head and continued to watch the TV with a smirk.

"Is the other boy in these photos your boyfriend?" During the cross-examination and elimination session, a female guest pointed to the secretly photographed photos of Lao Hei and Miao Jun on the screen and asked.

The contestants were still unable to make a sound at this stage, and without giving the mic, Lao Hei nodded with a smile.

"Woo~~~~" The audience is pink.

"Oh, that's right," Fang Ming turned around and asked, "You've been hyping up as male and female cp in the future?"

Miao Jun glanced at Lao Hei, and responded vaguely.

Fang Ming frowned slightly, "Is this reliable? Those rot sellers are just joking and frying, and there is no such thing as you."

Miao Jun thought for a while and said, "Why not? Didn't Wang Wei and Wang Si propose marriage last month?"

Fang Ming smiled and said, "How do you compare with others? A film king and a singer have both debuted for several years, and they are together with true feelings. You two are fake."

"It's not fake." Old Hei said, "My brother and I are also sincere."

Miao Jun was nervous for a while, and quickly pulled Lao Hei, but Fang Ming smiled and said, "Fake it with me? It's not that I don't know that you are his relative."

"I didn't pretend—"

"Mingming!" Miao Jun quickly interrupted Lao Hei and said, "Actually, I didn't tell you the truth last time. Lao Hei is not my distant relative. He was... adopted by my parents. We are in the same account. on, but not related by blood."

Fang Ming was stunned, "I've known you for several years, and I haven't heard that you have a younger brother?"

"Uh..." Miao Jun thought over and over again, and decided to use the acting skills he learned from attending Lao Hei's class, sighed, and said, "Don't ask, I don't want to talk about family matters."

"..." Fang Ming squinted at Miao Jun for a while, "Your acting skills are worse than the three-and-a-half-year-old children in my class."

"..."

Fang Ming's eyes flicked back and forth between Miao Jun and Lao Hei, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Tell me the truth, did you two really do this?"

Miao Jun glanced at Lao Hei with a guilty conscience, only met his open eyes, and quickly withdrew them again.

"Do it, do it, do it!" Miao Jun said weakly.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Fang Ming shook his head, "I didn't expect you, Miao Xiaojun, to be such a perverted person. He's your younger brother!"

"We're not related by blood!" Miao Jun retorted, and realized something was wrong after finishing speaking, and said, "There's nothing wrong with us at all!"

But Fang Ming said to himself: "No wonder I was strictly guarded against getting close to me before, and I have been guarding myself for a long time!"

"...What kind of idiom do you use!"

"Okay, okay," Fang Ming patted Miao Jun on the shoulder, "I don't judge whether the blood is not related, whether the grass is tender or not, I still give you my best wishes if you can finally get rid of Lao Bai's past and start a new relationship. "

"..."

"So how long have you been together?"

"Just tell you we're not together!"

"I don't ask you, it's not true to ask you, old black, tell my brother, how long have you been with Junjun?"

Old Hei blinked and blinked: "Three years."

"What?!" Fang Ming's eyes widened.

"Fart!" Miao Jun quickly retorted.

"Three years? Then you are green and old white?" Fang Ming was a little incredulous.

"What he said about being together is not the same as what you said about being together! We are not together! Why are you so annoying! You look like a gossip reporter!" Miao Jun became dizzy with anger.

"Okay, okay, okay, don't ask, don't ask, if you are not together, you are not together, why are you so anxious?"

"..."

After seeing Fang Ming off, he was about to wash up and go to bed, and Lao Hei asked a little nervously, "Brother, did I say something wrong just now?"

Miao Jun took a look at Lao Hei, waved his hand and said, "You can't talk about talking to Mingming, just don't be so honest with passers-by and reporters outside."

Old Hei nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Brother, do you really dislike me?"

Miao Jun was startled, then turned to look at Old Hei: "I...Of course I like you..."

Old Hei pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were a little watery: "You said you liked it, not what I said I liked it. Do you treat me the same as you treat Wang Luyan?"

"Of course not!" Miao Jun hurriedly said, "How can I treat you the same as I treat him! He is just a neighbor, a friend I just made, you...you are my blackie."

Old Hei sniffled and said, "Brother, I am different from Wang Luyan. If you don't like him, he still has Xueqiuer. If you don't like me, I have no one else."

Miao Jun felt distressed for a while, and hurried forward, just about to raise his hand to caress his neck, but Lao Hei shrank back, wiped his eyes, and said, "Brother, don't touch my neck from now on, I've already It's not your dog anymore, can you like me like a man?"

Miao Jun's hands froze in the air, seeing Lao Hei's pretending to be strong, his heart skipped a beat.

"Old Hei," he tried to calm himself, "Are you sad because I refused to admit my relationship with you in front of Mingming?"

Lao Hei blinked, thought for a while, it seemed to be, and it seemed not to be.

Miao Jun pursed his lips and said, "I don't admit it because we are not together. You said you wanted me to be your boyfriend, but I never agreed, right?"

Old Hei thought about it again, then nodded.

Miao Jun took another two steps forward, held Lao Hei's hand, and said, "I didn't agree, but it doesn't mean I don't like you."

Scenes of the past emerged in Miao Jun's mind. Lao Hei worked hard to learn housework like a child, Lao He handed out leaflets under the sun in order to make money, Lao He gritted his teeth because he was jealous of Wang Luyan, Lao Hei was serious in the program. Seriously botched.

"Or..." Miao Jun gently tiptoed. "I like you."

Kissed him on the lips.