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Wen Zecheng didn't make a sound for a long time.

Qu Youhe was worried, and glanced back again——in the dimly lit rear seat, the faint light of the mobile phone screen was reflected on Wen Zecheng's face. statue.

Qu Youhe's pupils shrank: Didn't you feel refreshed just now?

"Brother Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Zezhen gradually recovered his sanity after being seriously injured, he shook his head bitterly, "It's okay."

Qu Youhe didn't believe it, "Your external performance doesn't match your words."

Wen Zecheng was silent for two seconds, then turned his head out of the window.

It was almost late at night, and it was pitch black outside the window, and the street scene along the way became blurred in the rapid retreat.Only his gray and handsome face was reflected on the car window, which was very clear.

"I want to kill..." He murmured in a low voice.

"Finishing?" Qu Youhe carefully recalled the scenes shot during the day, "Didn't the shooting go smoothly, and everyone got along well. Brother Cheng, don't you like this script?"

Wen Zeleng can't listen to anything now, the 3D sound of "old and strong" lingers in his ears, and groups of sea otters even pop up in his mind, shouting "grandma", "grandma" one after another...!

Wen Zecheng's voice suddenly rose, "I don't like it at all, I want to finish it quickly!"

Qu Youhe was very tired, "It's been so long since we've been filming, and the process went smoothly. If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it, and we can solve it together."

Wen Zecheng said, "Then I don't want to be a kind old grandmother."

Qu Youhe, "...??"

After a long while, he reached out and turned off the music in the car, coaxing him, "Go to sleep, brother Cheng, you're not awake anymore."

……

Wen Zecheng decided not to contact Rong Yuheng until he thought of a way to change the script, lest the latter get too involved in the drama.

Fortunately, this little heartless Rong Yuheng was quite considerate and didn't take the initiative to harass the former at all.

The days of mutual placement passed by day by day, and the night of the decisive battle of Ace Chuangxing was finally coming.

The night before the final, the classrooms at the training camp were brightly lit.Members of the three groups are doing the last retreat exercise, and they will go to the TV station for on-the-spot rehearsal in the daytime the next day.

Shan Qi still didn't give up that "lifting" movement, but fortunately Rong Yuheng finally knew how to use his strength after watching dozens of flying postures, and the two cooperated quite well.

Pu Zaixi ended her own dance and stopped to watch the rehearsal of the two.

After watching for two seconds, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Rong Yuheng's waist - when the latter was held by the waist and lifted up, the exposed waist was really flexible and strong.

It feels very tossing.

In the next second, Pu Zaixi saw Shan Qi put Rong Yuheng down, and stretched out his hand to lift his clothes, "I just found out that you have some abdominal muscles."

Rong Yuheng proudly spread out his belly to let people watch, "Yes, six yuan, it will be more obvious when you use force."

Then the two began to poke each other's stomachs happily.

Pu Zaixi was sweating coldly, "..."

For some reason, his first reaction was, don't broadcast this episode...

There were rehearsals and finals on the second day, and the students went back to rest at about ten o'clock.

Before going to bed, Rong Yuheng finally thought of Wen Zerong who was thousands of miles away. He was one of his mentors after all, so he had to tell him no matter what.

[Rong Yuheng]: Tomorrow is the final, go for it!

The message was sent, and Wen Zecheng didn't reply until he closed his eyes. Rong Yuheng felt sleepy, so he turned off his phone and fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the first ray of sunlight entered the dormitory, Rong Yuheng was awakened by the movement of his roommate.

Pu Zaixi and Zou Yi were especially nervous, getting up early in the morning, applying facial masks and stretching their legs.

Zhou Shubai is fine, he probably knows that he has no hope of debut, he is still lying on the bed right now, looking at Rong Yuheng who just opened his eyes through a passageway.

"..." Rong Yuheng paused for two seconds, "Morning."

Zhou Shubai nodded, "Morning, shall we sleep a little longer?"

Rong Yuheng let out a "hmm", he was still a little sleepy, and wanted to wait for a while before going to sleep, when he touched the phone, he saw Wen Zecheng's reply.

Wen Zezheng's reply letter was sent at two o'clock in the morning, which shows how late the crew was filming.

[Wen Zecheng]: Don't be nervous, come and catch me if you need it, come on.

Rong Yuheng stared at the sentence "catch me" for a long time, feeling sleepy all over.

He guessed that Wen Zezhen wanted to say "find me", but he sent the wrong message because he was too sleepy.

After thinking about it, he was a little touched, Wen Zecheng was so sleepy and still didn't forget to reply to his message, which shows that he really treats himself as a grandson and hurts him.

[Rong Yuheng]: Just arrest it, I'm afraid of breaking the law.I will work hard, okay~[Sea Otter Resting its Cheek.jpg]

After sending the message, he got up and joined the ranks of putting on the mask and stretching his legs.

Zhou Shubai who had just closed his eyes opened them with a "swipe" - he felt the betrayal from the egg peeler!

……

The morning time passed quickly. At 09:30 in the morning, all the students gathered in front of the bus and went to the TV station for rehearsal.

The three main instructors set off alone and went to the scene to give guidance to the students on the rehearsal.

After the students arrived at the TV station, they went directly to the lounge to change into their performance costumes. The costumes of Rong Yuheng and his group were more complicated, with robes with sleeves and armor.

Rong Yuheng was struggling to fasten the belt when he saw the host Xi Lin coming from the other end, stopped in front of him and tied it up for him, "I'll help you."

Rong Yuheng was surprised for a second, and then thanked, "Thank you Brother Xi Lin."

Xi Lin was lowering his head to tie the belt, and smiled when he heard the words, "It's okay, I haven't thanked you for taking care of my sister."

Rong Yuheng was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Xi Tao?"

Xi Lin nodded, "Well, I watched your variety show. I am very grateful that you took care of her like this when we met for the first time. Xiaotao spoke very well of you. She heard that I was hosting your competition. Tell me to take care of you."

Rong Yuheng bowed to Xi Linhai otter, "Thank you~"

Xi Lin smiled, "Sure, you can find me if you need anything, I'm in the 306 lounge."

"Good~"

The conversation between the two did not deliberately avoid the members of the same group.After Xi Lin left, Pu Zaixi came over, "Is this the "Treasure Hunt" you recorded last time? Wow, the world is so small, you can still meet a brother and sister in just two shows!"

Rong Yuheng clasped his palms together and looked towards the west, "It's all fate."

"..."

The trainees went through the standing positions twice in the morning, had a meal at noon, and started the full set of rehearsals in the afternoon.

When it was not Rong Yuheng's turn, they practiced in an empty room.Yu Fu's dance moves were still a bit forced, and Nan Minshan, who was in the same group, couldn't help but worry for him, "You are so awkward."

Yu Fu sighed, "I can only rely on some CP fans to vote for me."

This is the first time Nan Minshan has heard this kind of rhetoric, and she is stunned, "What cp fan?"

Yu Fu, "Me and Bian Chen, there is a cp group called 'surrender', cp fans should vote for me."

"..." The remaining four were relatively speechless for a moment, not knowing whether to condemn his behavior or to pity his situation.

Yu Fu was not conscious, and his attitude was quite tolerant, "Although I don't have that kind of relationship with Bian Chen, I don't really mind this kind of cp."

Rong Yuheng gasped - what a thick skin!

He looked at Yu Fu as if he was looking at a warrior who was going to die: You'd better not let Bian Chen hear your words, otherwise I will not be able to save you.

...

The rehearsal in the afternoon went smoothly step by step under the guidance of the instructors.

When Song Tang saw Rong Yuheng, he gave Rong Yuheng a loving rua on the head, "I have received your blessing, thank you."

Rong Yuheng's goldfish mind went blank for a moment, "What?"

Song Tang continued to rua him, "Live a long life."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

This insignificant episode was quickly overturned. After two rounds of rehearsals by the three groups of students, the time was close to five o'clock.

After dinner, it's makeup and hairdo.

The live broadcast of the final officially started at 07:30, and there was enough time, but there was a tense atmosphere among the students.

Rong Yuheng was also infected, and felt a little restless. He was going to "catch" a Wen Zeleng to relieve the pressure.

[Rong Yuheng]: Dirty!

It's meal time, Wen Zezheng and his crew are probably having dinner too, and the reply will arrive soon.

[Wen Zecheng]: What time does it start?

[Rong Yuheng]: At 07:30, the children are in the second group [crying loudly]

[Wen Zecheng]: We will start work in 10 minutes, do you want me to accompany you on the phone for 10 minutes?

[Rong Yuheng]: No need, you are busy, I will watch the sketch for a while to relax.

[Wen Zecheng]: Oh.

Wen Zecheng closed the dialog box, thinking that it was a lie to say that he was not disappointed.

He is not busy, he has said that there are still 10 minutes to start work, how much can he talk in 10 minutes.

But Rong Yuheng felt that watching sketches was more relaxing, so he couldn't persist.

Wen Zezhen pinched the phone and lowered his eyes - sure enough, Rong Yuheng was not interested because he was not interesting enough.

Director Long Zheng had just finished his meal, and wanted to care if Wen Zezhen was full, but saw that the latter looked like he had no appetite.

He was startled in his heart, could it be that the food of the film crew didn't suit the taste of actor?

"Mr. Wen, is the food not delicious?"

Wen Zezhen shook his head, "I'm not interesting enough."

Long Zheng's lips moved, and he didn't know how to answer the words.

The context of these two sentences does not seem to be so logical.

After the meal, the crew rested for a while and then resumed work.

Wen Zecheng stood on the platform, holding a large wooden box in his hand.

This scene is to shoot him jumping off the platform while protecting the box and running along the track for a while.During the period of the Republic of China, the platform was as high as an adult man. Wen Zecheng rarely used a double in filming. He could dance after trying it before, so he went straight to the stage.

Long Zheng waved his hand, "Action!"

Wen Zezheng ran all the way to the platform, protecting the suitcase. As soon as he bent his knees, he jumped down—his open coat fluttered behind his back, and the sound of "hula" filled the wind, mixed with the sound from far and wide. near the siren.

On the way down, the bell on the platform rang just in time, and the time was seven o'clock.

Generally speaking, Wen Zecheng is deeply involved in the drama, and basically won't be distracted.

But at this moment when the bell rang suddenly, a thought subconsciously popped into his mind - there is still half an hour before the live broadcast of the final.

"Brother Cheng!!"

Qu Youhe's exclamation from outside the venue regained Wen Zerong's distracted attention.Only then did he suddenly come back to his senses, retracting his feet a second before touching the ground, and quickly adjusted his posture to leave some room for buffering.

"boom--"

Wen Zecheng's hand was propped on the ground, and there were scratches on the palm. It was not the perfect falling posture as expected, and he was actually distracted.

"Crack!"

"Brother Cheng, are you alright?" The crew hurried over.

"I'm sorry, I was distracted, I'll do it again." Wen Zecheng said apologetically.

"This one is difficult to shoot. It's expected to come a few more times. The most important thing is your safety." Long Zheng said, "I know you are rigorous in filming, but don't force yourself. Xiao Le, take Teacher Wen to Apply some medicine."

Wen Zecheng, "I'm causing you trouble."

He followed Xiao Le from the crew to the side to wipe the medicine for disinfection, and Qu Youhe followed over worriedly, "You are still distracted and almost fell, you scared me to death! What are you thinking, brother Cheng?"

Wen Zecheng lowered his head and let Xiao Le rub the medicine on himself, like a well-behaved elementary school student who listened to the training.

Qu Youhe, "No, just tell me, brother Cheng, what are you thinking?"

Wen Zezhen buried his head deeper, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "...I want to watch TV."

"..."

Xiao Le and Qu Youhe were still for five seconds at the same time.

It was Qu Youhe who thawed out first, and asked in disbelief, "What do you want to do?"

Wen Zecheng whispered, "Watch TV."

Qu Youhe, "..."

After a while, he stared at Wen Zecheng's hair and sighed deeply, "Brother Cheng, you are really getting more and more interesting."

Hearing the words, Wen Zezhen raised his head abruptly, "Really?" There was an imperceptible joy in his tone, "Do you think I can be more interesting?"

Qu Youhe was in a complicated mood, "...that's not necessary."

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