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The guests broadcasted positive energy one by one, and the recording of the whole program ended.

Backstage, they had to change out of their wet clothes first.

A dressing room for men and women.Rong Yuheng took off the clothes of the program group and changed back to his own, and felt for the phone as soon as he put his hand in his pocket.

Open it to see, there is a message from Xu Sun, and there are two missed calls from him calling my son.

Rong Yuheng paused with his fingers, and clicked on WeChat again—except for the routine water group of the wealthy Hanpi and "STAR-T", the rest of the dialog boxes were all silent.

"Rong Bao, fasten the zipper, it will be cold when you go out." Su Yuyin called out to him, only to find that the man was distracted again, "... baby Rong Rong? Little treasure? Little scallop?? "

After being called three times, Rong Yuheng turned around slowly, and drew again in front of Su Yuyin, "Ah...?"

Su Yu was speechless, "Why are you acting like a little dementia?"

"It's okay." Rong Yuheng put away the phone and zipped it up.

It's strange, why didn't his warm feeder send him a message?

The program was recorded for a few hours, and Wen Zeleng hadn't replied since he reported to him in the morning that he was going to record "Treasure Hunt".

...Rong Yuheng's hand pulling the zipper suddenly stopped, and then he opened his mouth in disbelief—he must have fallen out of favor! ?

If a pet falls out of favor, then it really becomes a domestic animal!

At this time, Rong Yuheng didn't know that his warm feeder was busy sneaking in after receiving the news, and also tried to create coincidences and surprises. After the incident, he fell into a person's excitement and completely forgot to reply to his message.

Rong Yuheng left the locker room with a complicated mood, and saw Yang Wen waiting at the door.

Yang Wen's expression was serious, and when he saw Rong Yuheng, he immediately waved, "Come on, Xiao Rong."

Seeing this, Su Yuyin and Ji Yanchu left consciously.Rong Yuheng followed Yang Wen into his lounge, and the latter personally poured a cup of hot water and handed it over, "Sit down and warm your hands."

"Thank you Director Yang."

Yang Wen sat on the sofa next to Rong Yuheng, frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly apologized, "I'm sorry, we did miss something when we selected candidates."

When Rong Yuheng heard the words, he knew he was talking about Liu Wanjing.

"It's okay, I don't even know why he targeted me."

Yang Wen asked him, "Think about your opponents, have you made any troubles?"

Rong Yuheng opened her little paw and started counting...

Seeing that he didn't have enough hands after counting rounds, Yang Wen almost choked up: Why are there so many!

Rong Yuheng went through the count to no avail, so he could only ask, "Which company does Liu Wanjing belong to?"

"SH oversees entertainment."

Rong Yuheng shook his head, still unable to figure it out.

Yang Wen added, "The boss behind it is Maixiang Yogurt."

Rong Yuheng let out a "hmm".He intends to go back and ask Ming Xuan's good-looking grandson to investigate the origin of this. If there is really a problem, then there must be a wrong and a debtor.

Yang Wen didn't dare to offend Rong Yuheng at all.Sometimes he panics when he has nothing to do, and he can't help but wonder why such a big golden Buddha like Rong Yuheng came to the entertainment industry?

"We will replace Liu Wanjing, don't worry. You are the resident of this show, without you." Yang Wen finished comforting Rong Yuheng, and then sighed, "He is really helpless Yes, he was originally a second- and third-tier worker, and he was invited to see that his hosting skills were not bad, and the salary was not high, so he was invited here. As a result, this happened secretly...Xiao Rong, you are on your own, so I will show you the truth .”

Rong Yuheng sipped his tea and listened obediently, "Director Yang, tell me."

Yang Wen said, "At first I thought, our show is new, so it's hard to say whether it will be popular. Teacher Su is my good friend, and he came to help me because of my face. Later, you joined, and the response was very good. I I think this show should be able to rank among the top ten variety shows."

Yang Wen said and moved closer to Rong Yuheng, "But now I am confident that I can break into the top five, do you know why?"

"..." Rong Yuheng discovered that Yang Wen was also a talker, and he didn't have a point for a long time.He patiently asked for advice humbly, "Why is that?"

Yang Wen's eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement, "I just received the news that Teacher Wen Zecheng is coming to our variety show!"

"Pfft!" Rong Yuheng spewed out the tea after taking a sip.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned around in time to avoid spraying Yang Wen's face.

He patted his small chest violently, coughing loudly, "Ahem, cough, cough, cough...!!"

Yang Wen was quite proud, "How about it, surprise?"

Rong Yuheng almost breathed a sigh of relief, "Cough cough cough...shock, cough cough!!!"

It's hard to say, but the shock is really shocking.

Rong Yuheng drank two more sips of tea, managed to slow down, and then poked his head over to ask carefully, "Mr. Wen is coming? Why, are you still an ordinary guest?"

"His agent said that if he can't stay permanently, he can come for one session. What can't be done here! I wish he could come every session." Yang Wen slapped his thigh with a slap, "If Mr. Wen can adjust the schedule, he will definitely Let him stay forever!"

Rong Yuheng bit the rim of the teacup and lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Oh... I haven't even heard of this."

Generally speaking, if friends who have a good relationship want to be on the same show, they will talk more or less.What's more, the relationship between the owner and the hamster should be closer - just like Wen Zecheng said "my hamster", there is always a sense of exclusivity in it.

The hamster held the front teeth and knocked on the cup resentfully... It really fell out of favor!

Yang Wen didn't know what he was thinking, so he said, "Didn't I tell you? Now there are three permanent residents, Mr. Su, Mr. Wen, and you! Oh, can my show not be popular? Don't worry , after you finish recording the show, the number of fans will definitely increase!"

Rong Yuheng nodded slightly.

Go up, go up, raise your value, he feels that the owner is almost looking down on him.

……

After returning to the dormitory from the program group, Rong Yuheng collapsed back on the bed.

There is no need to record albums these days, and STAR-T’s friends have all taken over their jobs.

Huang Jianing was still asking in the group, "I'll be back at seven in the evening, does anyone want to bring anything?"

Rong Yuheng thought for a while, and then replied, "Low-gluten flour, glutinous rice flour, butter, and light cream."

Huang Jianing gently raised the question mark, "Are you going to change career?"

Rong Yuheng, "I'm about to degenerate." From pets to domestic animals.

Huang Jianing didn't know what was going on, but he still kindly chose to obey.

Only Huang Jianing and Bian Chen came back at night.Shan Qi and Zou Yi have always done a lot of work, and they are still shooting outside at the moment; Tang Ji is also the type of silently doing big things, as hardworking as Shan Qi, often leaving early and returning late.

Huang Jianing put the ingredients in the kitchen, and Rong Yuheng slipped in to prepare desserts.

Beat eggs, add sugar and pour milk, Rong Yuheng was stirring, Huang Jianing came over, "What are you doing?"

He didn't lift his head, "Thousand layers."

"Oh, you know this?" Huang Jianing heard him say "thousand layers", a faint subtle feeling emerged in his heart, as if he had overlooked some hidden connection.

Rong Yuheng said, "When I was studying abroad, the culinary arts classes in the school were all about western pastries."

Huang Jianing's attention was instantly diverted!

"Study abroad?? West Point???" He stared wide-eyed, "Damn it, isn't it? Your house... no, that..."

Rong Yuheng was helpless, "I've said it long ago, there is nothing wrong with my family."

"Holy shit, shit, shit!" Huang Jianing said several times in a row, shocked and curious at the same time, "Really? Where did you study abroad? Why did people say that your family is not good before?"

"Country Y, I came back when I was a junior, and I directly participated in the draft when I came back." Rong Yuheng kept his subordinates, shaking Huang Jianing's crisp heart with a flat tone, "I don't know how everyone made up their minds... If you want to go back to the source, it's Mr. Song's stupid pot."

Huang Jianing had watched the video of the audition, and he fell into silence for half a minute when he heard it, "...When I watched it before, I was completely misled, and I didn't doubt it at all. Listen to you now, It seems that you have never said that your family is not good."

Rong Yuheng had already stirred the custard at this time, and started to sift the powder. The white dust fell on his face, making him look like a snack waiting to be eaten.

Rong Yuheng opened his lips and blew on the powder on the tip of his nose, "People's prejudices are like mountains, even Yu Gong can't move them."

"..." Huang Jianing didn't know what to say for a moment.

He is still in the midst of strong aftershocks.

Went to country Y to study abroad, and also learned pastry, Rong Yuheng's expression didn't look like a pheasant university.Huang Jianing watched as the former skillfully melted the butter and mixed it into the batter, and the warm lamp in the kitchen shone on Rong Yuheng's quiet side face. When he was not speaking, his demeanor was really warm and jade-like.

During the short silence, Bian Chen suddenly entered the kitchen, poked his head from behind Rong Yuheng, "What are you doing?"

Rong Yuheng felt as if hot air had been poured into his ear piercing, and he couldn't help turning his head away a little, "Don't blow my earwax into the batter, I made it to give away."

Bian Chen, "..." He found that Rong Yuheng's speech to him was becoming more and more vulgar.

Huang Jianing was shocked again, "I thought you made it for yourself!"

Rong Yuheng said, "If I eat by myself, I'll order takeaway. If you give it away, you have to do it yourself to be sincere."

Bian Chen poked him with his hand, "What about you, what did you do?"

Rong Yuheng said, "Thousand layers."

Bian Chen frowned, "Thousand layers..." He raised his eyelids to look at Rong Yuheng's side face, only to see the latter with drooping eyelashes and a rare serious expression, "Ms. Wen's fan group is called 'Qian' layer'?"

Rong Yuheng turned her head all at once, looking surprised, "Really?"

This time it was Bian Chen's turn to be confused, "You don't know?"

He just suddenly thought of the CP of Wen Zeleng x Rong Yuheng that had appeared in the topic of "Ace of the Stars", so he asked tentatively.

...Could it be that I was thinking too much?

Rong Yuheng said, "I rarely pay attention to these."

"Ok."

Both Bian Chen and Huang Jianing knew where the boundaries of being friends were, and seeing that Rong Yuheng didn't say who it was for, they stopped asking, and went upstairs to rest after eating something.

The troublesome thing about making thousand layers is that it needs many sheets of dough, and then add cream and mango slices layer by layer to overlap. Rong Yuheng has been working until after eleven o'clock in the evening, and his teammates have come back. Formed layers are stacked and frozen in the refrigerator.

He sent a message to Wen Zecheng.

[Rong Yuheng]: I made dessert for you, it can't be kept for too long, I'll bring it to you when I have time.

He originally typed "the owner" at the beginning, but he felt awkward and deleted it again.

After sending the message, Rong Yuheng went upstairs to wash up, and when he came out, he saw that there were three missed calls from Wen Zecheng, and there was still a message in the WeChat dialog box.

[Wen Zecheng]: My little hamster also knows how to feed back to its owner, so good.Are you free tomorrow? May I pick you up?

Rong Yuheng brightened immediately, and the little awkwardness in his heart was wiped away in an instant - he is still very favored!

[Rong Yuheng]: Come and catch me when you are free!

[Wen Zecheng]: Call me when you wake up.

[Rong Yuheng]: Then I'm going to sleep, good night, owner~[Sea otter squints.jpg]

[Wen Zecheng]: Good night, cub [sea otter squints.jpg]

……

Wen Zecheng hung up the phone, and immediately sent a big red envelope to Qu Youhe.

[Qu Youhe]:? ?

[Wen Zecheng]: Can we change the time for the one-person interview tomorrow?

Qu Youhe's eyes widened - it's almost twelve o'clock!It's almost tomorrow, you tell me this? ?Also "what", why are you selling cute? Brother Cheng! !

[Qu Youhe]: Do you have something to do?

[Wen Zecheng]: Well, I have something to do and I can't leave. I can pay nothing.

I go!Qu Youhe felt that his blood pressure was about to rise.For interviews like this, small stars have to pay for it, but Wen Zecheng has to get paid for it.

Wen Zecheng also wrapped himself a big red envelope of 2000 yuan, and he didn't know what was going to happen tomorrow.

Qu Youhe made a phone call.

When the phone was connected, Wen Zeleng on the other end said "Hello?", his voice still sounded out of breath.

Qu Youhe was silent for a second, "Brother Cheng, what are you doing?"

Wen Zecheng's voice revealed the excitement after restraint, "I'm punching!"

"..."

Wen Zecheng felt that he was about to explode with excitement. His little hamster really made a heart dessert for him, and offered to come to him!

With nowhere to vent his energy, he started punching in the room.

Qu Youhe has now adapted to Wen Zecheng's seizures from time to time, and can even adjust his mentality to make a few jokes,

"I said, what's the important thing? Feelings are going to suppress the bandits tomorrow, right? Boxing, Wing Chun or Tai Chi?"

Wen Zezheng put down the phone and turned on the loudspeaker, with a sense of ceremony as always.

He made a gesture, his muscular forearm was smooth and beautiful, but his tone of voice was a little turbulent, Qu Youhe could hear the secret smugness in it through the receiver:

"I play military boxing to strengthen my body!"

The author has something to say: Wen Zecheng: I heard that everyone misses me very much (boxing.gif)