[Comprehensive Manga] In Shimosakamoto

After sorting out the photos of the boy, the six boys also walked slowly to the front of the curtain under Liu's instructions.

At first it was a group photo, and after that, it was a single photo.

Liu didn't specifically tell them what poses to pose, but said that they should follow their own feelings, and of course they should not exceed the settings of their own clothes and makeup.

They had thought about how to pose for a group photo before, but facing so many eyes watching them, walking to the front of the curtain with one hand and one foot, they inevitably looked like puppet dolls, and the corners of their mouths curled up stiffly, Staring stiffly at the camera...

Sakamoto walked up to the staff who was fiddling with the computer and synchronously transmitting photos, bent slightly, and looked at the stiff, stiff, still stiff boy looking at him with weak eyes, and some were so nervous that he noticed a little thinness on his forehead through the lens. sweat.

"Pfft... It's normal to turn around once for the first time." Kujo, who came from nowhere, appeared beside Sakamoto, looking at the puppet-like photo with a smile on his face.

"Ah." Sakamoto pushed his glasses and said lightly.

It's over, it's over~

Seeing Liu stopping to take pictures, Dai frowned slightly and looked at the picture in the camera, with her mouth tightly pursed. The six people who already knew his temper felt even more hesitant. They were so nervous that they could pass The eardrums hear the beating of the heart.

"Would you like something more novel?" Liu opened his mouth amidst the doubts and uncertainties of the six people.

"?"six people.

"..." Sakamoto & Kujo.

Bandages are... what the hell?

Is this doing xxplay?

Kujo and Sakamoto watched the make-up artist bring two large rolls of bandages, and at Liu's suggestion, gave the six teenagers a final touch-up.

"Hey, here are two helpers." It will take a certain amount of time to wrap the bandages for six people. In order to save time, the makeup artist waved at Sakamoto and the others.

Hey, isn't it just the two of us?Kujo looked around and shrugged helplessly.

"You wrap his neck for him. And you wrap his left hand completely for him." The make-up artist arranged the tasks of the two helpers very clearly, completely according to their height. Fingers, it shouldn't be a laborious thing for a man to wrap someone else's neck.

Fengdou looked at Sakamoto who was approaching him step by step, and the bandage in his white and slender fingers, and swallowed unconsciously.

"Ah, Sakamoto-kun." He looked up at the man who was about to wrap him in a bandage, "Can you hurry up."

Sakamoto stared at him with his deep eyes for a while, seeing the young man making eye contact with him and not avoiding it, he nodded slightly and said "Okay."

Feng Dou is not used to having physical contact with others. Although during dance training, some movements require physical contact with the team members, it is inevitable.Perhaps, since he decided to make his debut, his principle will be broken one after another due to arrangements.But Fengdou still wanted to avoid contact if possible.

His hair was pulled up in a lock by Sakamoto, and his cold fingertips touched his warm skin from time to time. It was obviously summer, and Fengdou stared at Sakamoto who was quickly completing the task assigned by the makeup artist. .

His face is expressionless, and his speech is impeccable, always speaking in the "below" style.Wearing glasses is not like his brothers because of myopia, as if for character setting.When walking, the back is very straight, and the posture of taking big strides looks majestic and full of energy.But if you ask other people to try it once, it is estimated that you will be a little bit careless.

His facial features are clean and handsome, with small tear moles dotted on the corners of his eyes, and there is a trace of charm in his handsomeness, but most of this style is covered by those obstructive glasses.He also has a Nissan, with tear moles dotting the corners of his eyes, but he doesn't look as comfortable as Sakamoto, because he always likes to play pranks.

The warm breath rushed to his neck, making Fengdou turn his head away uncomfortably, although he just didn't look at him, but the fragrance belonging to that person was not diverted by his will, and passed into his nose inside.

wine? !

probably……

Fengdou narrowed his cat's eyes, not making a definite guess.

Fengdou had a bandage wrapped around his neck, while the other team members had white bandages wrapped around their hands, eyes, forehead, mouth and other parts.

The Wounded Boy and His Beloved Rose~

When arousing women's maternal love, a romantic little prince plot is added. Even if I am bruised and helpless, I will not give up on you.

Such comments and brain holes should attract many fans who like this style.

"Romantic...a slender boy who makes people feel distressed..." Jiujou covered his face, with a trace of envy in his eyes, "If I were 8 years younger, I would probably be fascinated by them."

"..." Sakamoto listened to her self-contained words, with some doubts in his eyes, "Why Zai?" According to the research on motherhood and age, Kujo should be more fond of this style.

"Hahaha~" Two red clouds appeared on Kujo's pretty face, and he glanced at him embarrassedly with his moist eyes, and said, "Because Sakamoto-kun helped me like that last time, I took it upon myself to treat Sakamoto-kun as my man." God idol."

"..." Sakamoto was surprised by her extremely frank words. It turns out that it is so easy and simple for one person to worship another person.There is still a lot to learn next.Well, a lot.

We are beautiful boys with bandaged smiles~

never cry...

On the way back, Chi Xing hummed a ditty tune, sat in his seat, and flipped through the manga.

I will never cry~

Because the bandages cover the eyes,

Cover your mouth~

Imprisoning the hands that wanted to wipe away the tears,

And the neck that wants to bow its head...

The others didn't complain, they were about to step onto the stage like children, happy and optimistic.

Sentence after sentence supplemented Chixing's little song.

Sakamoto didn't look back, just sat on the seat and sorted out today's experience and the lyrics they just created at will.

After saying goodbye to Fujii,

Sakamoto took six people to the office.

As far as he could tell, their team name seemed to be settled.

"?"

This doesn’t seem to be an English word~ Sakamoto, who heard it for the first time, was very puzzled. Is it true that all current groups are named according to this model?

"Ager~ How about it?" The boss Miyazaki sat there, with a smug smile on his wrinkled face, "For teenagers~ Isn't it very targeted?"

"Then what about the extra t?" Sakamoto has a strong thirst for knowledge about unsolved problems.

"Ahem...for the sake of looking good~"

"..."

"..."

The newly released member explained this with a bit of speechless o__o”…

"By the way, do you want to set another stage name? English or Japanese are fine." Although the boss is in his early 50s, he obviously has the tendency to follow the trend of the times.Being considerate, he left the final naming right to this moment.

Asahina Futo was the first team member to be changed to Asakura Futo, and this was decided before that.

As for the others, it seems that I haven't thought about it yet.

"Lucas, Louis, Mark, Harry, Jerry..." The boss Miyazaki pulled out the most recognizable English names and put them in front of them, "It doesn't matter, there is plenty of time. You can choose whatever you want."

They don't have any desire to choose. When they talk about Jerry, they think of the poor little mouse. When they talk about Harry, they think of the little guy who will always stay in the [-]s when they grow up. When they talk about Mark, I'm sorry. , the mug connection will never stop.

It's better to have a real name...

The team members have never cherished their names as much as they do now.

"Sakamoto-kun, do you want one?" Seeing that these ignorant brats did not accept his affection, Mr. Miyazaki, who was a little discouraged, then looked expectantly at the silent Sakamoto.

Shuashuashuashua - the team members cast their small eyes on their managers as soon as they finished speaking.

"Look, Mr. Fujii also has the name Andy. Sakamoto-kun should also choose one~ Maybe it can add good luck points and bring you good luck."

"I like my surname very much." Sakamoto-kun remained calm and composed even under the direct gaze of several people.

"I think your surname is very earthy."

"I like old-fashioned things."

"..."

Impressed!

With the real team name, they can add their own logo in the post-mv shooting and photo processing.

Shooting was very easy. According to the director's understanding and conception of the song, one or two simple stories were made, plus the dance steps of the later design, etc., and the recording was completed in less than a week.

According to the preparation process, the office slowly revealed the information about the new boy group.

Since the EA firm is considered the most powerful in this circle, it has gathered countless popular stars and naturally attracted the attention of the media and fans.

"Boys?!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Yuo's brother is so pitiful, he will be robbed of fans by the younger generation."

"resist!"

"Yes, yes, no matter how good-looking they are, they are still not as good as Yuo's brothers."

"A group of shameless bastards, ah ah ah ah"

"Yuo's brothers are obviously so good, why does the agency still criticize them so harshly?"

"Wooooow~ Poor brother, hurry up and terminate the contract."

"+1"

……

"Hey...Senior, why is this time different from the previous one." The previous interviewer took the time to look at the reviews, and seeing that something was wrong, he asked his Ueno senior with puzzlement.

Ueno didn't answer his question directly, but after a brief pause, he said, "...the sky is changing."

"Recently, everyone has to concentrate on training, and all mobile phones must be handed in." Sakamoto came out of the president's office and went straight to the practice room.

The answer to Sakamoto was silence in the room.

"Nandei..." Morishima murmured with his head hanging forever, his fingers pinching the cracks in the wooden boards.Sakamoto was taken aback by the lost and desperate tone. He closed the notebook, put it aside, and slowly walked into the haze shrouded in the emotions of the teenagers.