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Rong Congyan has been restless recently.

His younger brother, Rong Yuheng, has never let him worry about it since he was a child. After arguing with his father a few days ago, he was finally kicked out of the house, and he hasn't returned home until now.

He was worried.

Worried that Rong Yuheng would harm the flowers and plants outside again.

It was time to get off work, and as the executive president of the group headquarters, Rong Congyan was still reviewing documents in a serious manner, and it was at this time that the messages from friends in the circle popped up.

He has no interest in following entertainment gossip, and his friends know this, so they never push him.But today, for some reason, the gongs, drums and firecrackers in the small dialog box shook the sky.

"Cong Yan! Look at this! The draft of "Ace of the Stars" is absolutely amazing. Why does that No. 13 look so much like your little Heng?"

Rong Congyan took a closer look, and saw on the inch-sized picture, a familiar figure was happily sticking his butt towards the man opposite.

Rong Congyan, "..."

Well done, Rong Yuheng.

"Help me find the program of "Ace of the Stars"."

At the side, Secretary Shen was about to break out in a cold sweat. Mr. Rong's aura was as scary as Mr. Rong's, especially when his face was cold, it felt like his little heart could be frozen through.

Fortunately, he is already a mature tool man, so he immediately called out the video and turned to Rong Congyan respectfully, "Mr. Rong, this is it."

"Okay, I'll take a look by myself for a while, you go down first."

The office door shut with a "click".

The cheerful and smooth prelude sounded out from the computer, and as the progress bar pushed back, Rong Congyan's brows became more and more wrinkled...

"When it's time to do it, do it~

One da da, two ta da..."

After Rong Yuheng's cheerful tango, there was a sincere face of Wen Zerong.

The emperor of the film and television industry finally lowered his noble head and said softly, "Stop singing, please."

The camera also cut a close-up of the face, the eyes of a generation of actor are full of admiration and pleading.

Rong Congyan's hand holding the mouse trembled slightly.

He looked at Wen Zerong's slightly cracked face on the screen, and he felt a joyful feeling of sympathy for each other.

The barrage slips by,

"This is the most humble time for Brother Cheng since his debut..."

"Here he comes, he comes with a knife."

"Rong: Teacher Wen, get bored! Your ass is up! One click, two clicks...Wen refused three times: I can't beg you, I can't beg you, I can't beg you."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha my nails are split from laughing..."

Immediately after Wen Zezheng proposed after-school tutoring, there was another burst of groundhog screams on the bullet screen, covering up the entire picture.

Unable to see Rong Yuheng's embarrassing expression, Rong Congyan finally exhaled slowly the long-suffering depression in his chest...

Later, I did some tricks in the make-up class.The first scene released was Qiao Tan standing at the entrance of the corridor, Song Tang asked, "Where is Teacher Wen?"

Qiao Tan said, "Let's eat by ourselves, he seems to be doing something."

The screen is covered with a string of question marks "????".

Then the camera turned, rewinding back to the moment when Qiao Tan wanted to push the door in but was hesitant——

The empty classroom reverberated with resentful singing, and Wen Zereng, who had always been calm, lost control of his facial expressions:

"A Strange Injustice ~ A Strange Injustice ~ Several generations of grievances are hard to resolve..."

Barrage:

"hahahahahahahahahahaha……"

"Wen Zecheng: Stop singing, please."

Rong Congyan's face in front of the screen finally couldn't help but distort for a moment.

He quickly glanced up at the closed office door, and after confirming that no one would come in, a schadenfreude smile appeared on his face...

Rong Yuheng didn't know anything about being captured.

Ke Ting's request has not yet been fulfilled, so he is still practicing non-tango dance in the music room at this moment.

While dancing happily, the classroom door suddenly opened with a creak.

Rong Yuheng stopped, and when she looked back, it was Huang Jianing.

Huang Jianing was also taken aback when he saw him, and then greeted him,

"Are you practicing dancing here?"

"Yeah." After Rong Yuheng finished speaking, he asked him again, "Are you coming to dance practice too?"

Huang Jianing nodded, walked not far from the former, and practiced with a flick of his arms.He danced and said,

"The first episode of the program has been released, have you seen it?"

Rong Yuheng imitated his dance, "I didn't watch it."

Seeing this, Huang Jianing didn't hide it, and chatted with him casually.

"I've finished watching." He said for a while, and gave a sincere admiration, "You are so coquettish..."

Rong Yuheng almost sprained his ankle, he collected himself, and humbly said "Thank you".

"The audience quite likes you, but your roommate is not very popular."

Rong Yuheng was taken aback, "Which one?"

"Master."

"Why? Brother Shubai is very nice."

"When you got together, the part where he flaunted his wealth was too hateful."

Rong Yuheng didn't expect the show crew to show this episode!He stopped immediately, and rushed to the nearest camera like a fountain, his whole face was almost stuck on the camera,

"Director! Director, you are not kind!"

Huang Jianing was taken aback by his sudden action, and pulled him dumbfounded, "Don't get so close, the water vapor will hit the camera."

Rong Yuheng moved away a little bit, pouted unhappily, "Brother Shubai actually took special care of us, I didn't have dinner after finishing my lessons, and he specially ordered a meal for me from outside."

Huang Jianing was afraid that he would stick his mouth on the lens, and dragged him back by the waist, "You won't play this part, so stop talking about it."

Rong Yuheng turned a deaf ear to it, broke through Huang Jianing's siege and threw himself at the camera with all his might.

He stretched out his small fists and beat the wall, imitating the ancients beating the Dengwen drum, crying loudly,

"Interpretation of the strange case through the ages, too many grievances to record~ I can't tell the truth, I am unwilling, crying~uuuu~Heaven..."

The cameras in the building work 24 hours a day. It's not too late at this point, and the staff of the program group haven't rested yet.Now Xiao Ran, who was behind the camera and saw the camera, almost threw up laughing.

She laughed wildly and slapped the table, "Oh my god! Hahahahahaha, it's Dou E's injustice again at night!"

As she spoke, she rushed out to find Chen Li, "Director Chen! Come here quickly, there is a student here beating drums to complain!"

Chen Li was amused when he was pulled in front of the screen.

In front of the camera, Rong Yuheng sang "Dou E's Strange Injustice" as if no one else was around, while Huang Jianing behind him kept pulling him, "Stop singing, this part won't be broadcast!"

Xiao Ran, "Hahahahahaha...!"

Chen Li stroked his chin cunningly...the material for the next issue is ready.

After the first episode of the program was broadcast, many students were aroused with a sense of crisis.The normal teaching time is over, and more and more people stay for training.

The program team finally listened to the opinions of the audience, and added two new classrooms before the second broadcast, ensuring that each tutor occupies a separate room.

There is still a week to usher in the first knockout round, and Rong Yuheng put most of his energy into dancing.

Just the night before the second episode aired, Bian Chen suddenly appeared in Rong Yuheng's dancing classroom, and walked straight to the latter past all the students.

Bian Chen was filled with an aggressive aura that was hard to ignore, and many students stopped training to look at him.

Rong Yuheng was practicing dance with Zou Yi and Huang Jianing, Bian Chen walked up to him, made a provocative gesture and turned on the microphone.

"What tango do you say you're still dancing

You are just a passer-by when you participate in the draft

Singing is nothing but sensationalism

In fact, he is the weakest in the field, yo~"

After Bian Chen finished singing this passage, he stood still and stared at Rong Yuheng, trying to see the look of shame and resentment on the latter's face.

Rong Yuheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes moved,

"You sang it to me?"

Bian Chen sneered, "Otherwise, besides you..."

Rong Yuheng rushed forward in surprise, and grabbed his hand, "You even wrote lyrics for me!?"

Bian Chen, "...you can also say that."

Rong Yuheng was so happy that his head was blown. After more than [-] years, it was the first time someone wrote lyrics for him!

"Can you sing it again? I want to record it as a souvenir."

Bian Chen didn't expect this to happen at all!He didn't react at once, stuck for a second, and explained unwillingly,

"I'm provoking you."

As if she hadn't heard of it, Rong Yuheng took out her phone and turned on the camera, "Again, brother Chen, I turned on the beauty face, you look very handsome under the camera!"

Bian Chen, "..."

Bian Chen Buddha fell into deep frustration.

He opened his mouth numbly to read, his tone flat like a pool of stagnant water,

"You said you are still dancing tango. You are just a passer-by when you participate in the draft. Singing is nothing more than grandstanding. In fact, you are the weakest in the audience. yo."

Rong Yuheng applauded, "Yeah!! Brother Chen is wonderful!!"

Rong Yuheng, "But I think the first time is the best. It is full of emotion and charm. Of course, this section is also good. I will cherish this video for a lifetime!"

Bian Chen suddenly regretted provoking him.

I always feel that it won't be long before he looks back on this video and he will regret it for the rest of his life...

At this moment, Zou Yi's anger was all turned into a light sentence in his mind, "Look, who asked you to come?"

Huang Jianing was in a complicated mood, so he pulled Rong Yuheng to teach him in a low voice, "Bian Chen is not expressing kindness to you."

Rong Yuheng smiled and shook his head, "But this is recognition of me." There was a light in his eyes, "I have already become a strong person."

"..."

Huang Jianing couldn't fully understand his logic, so he simply didn't understand it.

Sometimes he thinks that Rong Yuheng is just a silly little sand sculpture, and sometimes he thinks that he is smarter than anyone else.

Wen Zhongyun felt that his son had a little secret, and with his keen sense of smell, he was very sure!

When Wen Zerong came back at night, Wen Zhongyun finally couldn't hold back, and pretended to speak casually, "Zecheng, last time you said you participated in Chen Li's show, what kind of show was it?"

Wen Zecheng didn't doubt that he was there, and said while changing his shoes, ""Ace of the Stars", a talent show."

Wen Zhongyun just said "Oh" and didn't speak any more. He continued to hold his tape recorder and hummed.

Wen Zecheng glanced at the living room as he passed by, "Your tape recorder has been used for a long time, let me replace it with a new one for you."

"No need," Wen Zhongyun stroked the tapered edge of the recorder with his fingers, "That's it, it's pretty good. When your mother was still there..."

When he said this, he stopped suddenly, and Wen Zecheng's heart skipped a beat, the two of them fell into silence in the living room, only the babbling opera came from the tape recorder.

After a few seconds of silence, Wen Zhongyun suddenly changed the subject, "Er Ze~ Let me use your computer, I want to watch the latest new drama."

Wen Zhongyun spoke with a little accent, and the "son" of "son" was always said as "choice", which happened to match Wen Zecheng's name.As time went by, he still thought it was wonderful, so he shouted a few words from time to time.

Wen Zecheng was caught off guard by the "Er Ze" call that made his brain jump, and he responded with two "Mmmm".

He turned and walked to the study to get the computer.

Wen Zhongyun from behind looked at his back, showing a successful smile...

It was morning again.

All sounds are silent.

Wen Zeleng was awakened by laughter again, but this time it was not his own laughter, but the laughter from the next room.

Wen Zhongyun has sung operas for decades, and even his laughter has a theatrical tone. The laughter of "goose ha ha ha ha..." passed through the wall continuously like an air defense siren, and hit his eardrums straight.

Wen Zecheng, "..."

He pressed the center of his eyebrows, turned over and got out of bed and went to the next door.

The door was pushed open with a "click", and the twitchy goose smile stopped abruptly.

Wen Zhongyun sat on the bed holding the computer with his mouth open, maintaining a look of horror of being caught.

There was no light in the dark room, only the faint light of the computer screen was cast on his face, and the whites of his eyes were very bright because of his frightened eyes.

Wen Zecheng's eyes were deep, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Wen Zhongyun slowly closed his mouth as if the 0.5x speed button was pressed, and swallowed, "No..."

Wen Zecheng was familiar with his old father's pissing nature, so he didn't listen to the latter's nonsense, strode over and turned the computer screen——

On the screen, it was his humble handsome face, swaying his lips and teeth as sincerely as he looked at the thatched cottage,

"Stop singing, please."

Wen Zhongyun glanced at it, but still couldn't hold back a slight snort, "Fu..."

Wen Zecheng's eyes were suddenly as cold as the cold wind in February,

"Dad, when you said to watch a new movie, it turned out to be watching your son's movie."

"...furfur."