You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

In order to create a clean background for Han Xiao, the public relations team proposed a relatively traditional but relatively safe plan: to participate in talent shows.

Ordinary people become big stars, this kind of miracle is often staged on grassroots talent shows.

However, most of the so-called grassroots in these programs are also the result of packaging by studios or brokerage companies.

Since it was funded by Li Yehan, it was natural that he would be on the most popular talent show in China - "The King of Mortal Singers".

After a week of public relations, finally leveraging the production team, Han Xiao had the opportunity to be on the stage of "The King of Ordinary Singers", as an innocent bar singer.

The key to prying the production team is naturally the song "Sirraine".On Saturday, Han Xiao's recorded "Sea Monster" was sent to the production team. Three of the four judges praised it greatly, and only one raised the issue of Han Xiao's lack of emotion.

However, getting the chance to be on stage means that Han Xiao's debut has been decided.

After being busy on Saturday, I prepared materials for Han Xiao and submitted applications. In order to meet the requirements of the production team, I went to Han Xiao’s former bar on Saturday, bought off the bar owner, and recorded a section of other resident singers to encourage Han Xiao. VCR.

The night before the official recording of "The King of Mortal Singers", he worked overtime at the company until very late on Saturday as usual, and he had to escort Master Han to the show early the next morning. Chen Ke sent a message telling him that he was sleeping in the office at night.

The two had always moved together, but this time they stayed alone on the empty bed. On Saturday, they felt a little lonely. They were obviously very tired, but they stared at the ceiling, which made them feel very uncomfortable.

"Whoa!"

In the middle of the night, suddenly a figure appeared in front of the bed, from nowhere.

I was almost scared to death on Saturday, clutching the pillow tightly with both hands, ready to smash it at any time.

The figure turned on the phone, and the light from the screen illuminated his chin.

"Old, old Chen?"

Chen Ke didn't say much, took off his shoes, and put on the bed. On Saturday, he felt the mattress sink, his head was pressed on his stomach, and his cold hands got into the bed to feel around.

"Hiss, it's so cold." Saturday was itchy and cold, and he hurriedly dodged.

Chen Ke hugged Saturday's leg, and he was safe.

"Why did you come here?" Saturday was curious. The reason why he didn't go back was because he missed the time to open the door. "I can lower the presence, but how did you get out?"

Chen Ke pressed his face against his lover's soft abdomen, and through a thin layer of sheets, he could still feel that comfortable and warm place rising and falling slightly with his breath.

"Alpha's physical fitness is good." Chen Ke said briefly, omitting how he tore off the sheets and curtains and tied them around his waist as a seat belt, and how he climbed down the water pipe all the way down from the fourth floor. The whole process of flying over the eaves and walls, and breaking through the security system of the Emgrand Garden.

"Old Chen, you...are you not injured?" Saturday was a little nervous, he straightened up, the room was too dark, he couldn't use his eyes to confirm whether Chen Ke was injured, so he touched his face with both hands, and went all the way, brushing his neck , shoulders, chest...

The smell of Chinese toon stir-fry gradually dissipates.

Not only was Chen Ke not injured, but he was so fierce that he bumped into Saturday so much that he could only beg for mercy.In the middle of the night, in the office, the alarm system outside the office was still emitting small but regular "di-di" sounds. Saturday was a person who was easily nervous, and now he squeezed Chen Ke's waist embarrassingly. Dizzy to bear the love, but also to prick up your ears to be vigilant for any slightest sign of trouble.

Until the end, Chen Ke rolled up the only quilt on the bed, took Saturday into his arms, and wrapped the two into a big roll and squeezed together.

"I'm going to die..." Saturday pushed Chen Ke's chest, "Tomorrow I have to go to the TV station..."

Chen Ke held Saturday's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it: "Exercise, sleep better."

Saturday:"……"

After a while, Saturday rubbed Chen Ke's shoulder, feeling the arms around his waist tightened again, Saturday whispered: "Did you fall asleep?"

"Yes." Chen Ke agreed.

"Old Chen, what if tomorrow's performance fails?" Saturday couldn't help expressing his worries, "Han Xiao's condition is not very good these days, I'm afraid, if he doesn't perform well, then the head of his debut The cannon is about to be fired, and the subsequent propaganda will be a problem.”

"Is Han Xiao in a bad state these days?" Chen Ke asked, "Didn't Li Yehan realize his dream for him?"

What Chen Ke said was somewhat mocking, and he couldn't help but want to say something about him on Saturday: "Han Xiao was forced by Li Yehan. He is very pitiful, so don't say that."

Chen Ke let out a muffled laugh from his nose, expressing his disdain.

"Hey, your attitude is not quite right."

"Han Xiao has hands and feet, he can leave whenever he wants, and no one chains him to Li Yehan's bed." Chen Ke said.

Well, speaking of it this way, Han Xiao's grievances came up on Saturday. He broke free from Chen Ke's arms, kept a certain distance from him, and said solemnly: "You don't know? Han Xiao and Li Yinyin were originally One pair, the reason why he was with Li Yehan was purely unlucky. Once he went to a bar and drank a glass of wine, which somehow triggered the pheromone. Originally, Beta didn’t have such a strong pheromone, but Han Xiao The pheromones are exactly the same as Li Yehan's first love, and Li Yehan happened to be socializing over there, and if he smelled the pheromones of his first love, wouldn't he be unable to hold it?"

This incident was making Saturday very uncomfortable, and Han Xiao didn't let him talk about it with others. This is to refute Lao Chen's wrong point of view today, and he only talked about it on Saturday.

After hearing this, Chen Ke couldn't help laughing. He pinched Saturday's chin and kissed him on the lips: "Fool, go to sleep."

On Saturday, her self-esteem was super strong, so she couldn't sleep, she glared at Chen Ke and said, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't pretend."

"I don't know what wronged him. I just know that from what I've seen, Li Yehan is often out on business trips and meetings, not in the house, and doesn't restrict Han Xiao's personal freedom. However, every time Li Yehan comes back, Han Xiao will Playing a bitter scene in front of him, he is sick and wants to die. I guess Li Yehan is tired of watching Han Xiao’s mournful face recently. Before I came out, Li Yehan was discussing to send Han Xiao out, ‘Give him Complete freedom'." Chen Ke repeated what he heard.

In fact, when Chen Ke was in Li Yehan's villa, he had to listen to a few bloody dramas every day. At the beginning, Li Yehan's attitude towards Han Xiao was still pity. Deliberately angry with Li Yehan, when Li Yehan was angry, the pheromone burst out, and the two rolled on the bed to solve it. Afterwards, Han Xiao looked like he was raped, and he didn't talk to Li Yehan, and Li Yehan returned to the initial guilt and pity state.

As a bystander, Chen Ke can naturally see that this way of getting along is wrong, and Li Yehan is not an idiot. After being "played" by Han Xiao a few times like this, he began to take the initiative to restrain his desires, no matter how angry Han Xiao was. He, he didn't respond, either he took his clothes and went out directly, or he turned on the TV to watch the news, in short, he turned his attention elsewhere.

Gradually, the friction between Han Xiao and Li Yehan became less and less, and the living room became quiet again.

"Li Yehan really said that he wants to give Han Xiao complete freedom?" Saturday was a bit unexpected, last time he went to Li Yehan's villa to give a work report, Li Yehan even exploded pheromone in front of him, "That's great. It seems that Li Yehan's consciousness has finally become higher, and he knows that a twisted melon is not sweet."

Chen Ke couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, how could he think about things for the better on Saturday, it would make him very worried.

"Well, we must work hard tomorrow to make Han Xiao a success in his debut." On Saturday, after finishing his work, he fell asleep, tilted his head, and fell asleep with his pillow on Chen Ke's shoulder.

The next day, the two split into two groups, picking up Han Xiao on Saturday, and Chen Ke going to the bank.

As for what Chen Ke is going to do, I don't know on Saturday. Chen Ke said that he will test something, and if he succeeds, he will tell Saturday.

The "Mortal Singer" talent show was recorded in Hall 1 of the city's TV station. The ground was being repaired on the TV station's plaza, which was full of potholes. The nanny's car bumped for a while before driving to the side entrance of Hall 1.

Helping Han Xiao down on Saturday, Han Xiao's face was pale, as if he was about to be blown down by the wind after taking two steps.

"Have you had breakfast?" Saturday couldn't help asking.

"...I don't want to eat it." Han Xiao shook his head.

"How can you skip breakfast? Your body belongs to you, and it's not worthwhile to spoil your body because of others." Saturday persuaded, "Otherwise, you can go sit inside for a while, and I'll go outside to buy a warm tofu brain and come back." , make sure you want to eat."

"...can't eat." Han Xiao lowered his head, his lips trembled, as if he couldn't say anything.

"What's the matter?" On Saturday, Han Xiao brought him to the single lounge. Han Xiao had brought money into the group, and the treatment was better than others.

"Yinyin, don't reply to my messages anymore." Han Xiao ate half of the tofu and pushed it aside.

Saturday:"……"

"I don't know if he blocked me." Han Xiao took out his phone and looked at the dark screen.

Saturday had a premonition that a new round of talking had started again, he straightened up, went to lock the door, and dragged a stool back.

"If you're worried about this, explain the whole story to him. I don't think Li Yinyin is a particularly unreasonable person." Saturday persuaded.

"How should I explain it? The facts are already like this, would anyone be willing to accept an old lover who slept with his father?" Han Xiao covered his face and choked up.

Seeing Han Xiao's emotional collapse, Saturday hurriedly said: "I'm not saying acceptance, I mean, since you are no longer together, at least make things clear, break up peacefully, treat each other..."

"So you also think that we are impossible? But what's wrong with me? It's obviously not my fault, it's obviously Li Yehan who coerced me..." Han Xiao blushed excitedly, grabbed Saturday's clothes with both hands, "Do you know? Just because Yinyin didn't listen to him, he had no choice but to torture me to punish Yinyin, so that Yinyin had to go back to his company and be his successor honestly." , This is a problem between their father and son, but, but they use me as a bargaining chip... woo..."

After saying these words, Han Xiao buried his head again, and burst into tears, his thin shoulders twitched, making Saturday's heart ache.

Going on like this is not an option, Han Xiao's voice is hoarse from crying, how can he get on stage?

"Li Yinyin—actually, he's just a knife-mouthed bean curd heart." Saturday decided to use his trump card, "You don't know, he wrote the song "Sea Monster" you are going to sing today."

Han Xiao suddenly raised his head: "Really?"

"Yes..." Saturday sighed, "He just said that, but he still cares about you very much in his heart, even if you won't be together in the future, being friends is still—"

"I will sing well." Han Xiao interrupted Saturday's words, "Do you think Yinyin still cares about me? Will he come today?"

Saturday was taken aback: "He didn't say he would come."

Holding the phone, Han Xiao looked tenderly at Saturday: "You are still in contact with him, right? I'm sorry, Xiao Jia, I blamed you wrongly. I have always regarded you as Li Yehan's dog leg. In fact, you are a Nice guy."

Saturday: "..." I don't know why his heart didn't fluctuate at all, and he didn't even want to laugh.

And Han Xiao, like a plant that was suddenly infused with vitality, recovered from the state of wilting on the ground to the sprawling branches and leaves in just a few minutes.

After putting on his makeup, he took a selfie with his mobile phone, and the editor sent it to Moments, and then he went out to record the show in good spirits.

When I stood under the stage watching Han Xiao take his seat on Saturday, I received caring calls from the big and small bosses one after another. Li Yehan called and said that seeing Han Xiao was in a good mood, so he made persistent efforts on Saturday. A round of promotion and salary increase is on the way.

And Li Yinyin called to ask where he was on Saturday.

Li Yinyin is coming?Saturday was tense.

"I'm just watching from the audience, I won't make trouble for you." Li Yinyin said with a smile.

As a composer, he naturally knew how much effort was put into making Han Xiao's debut on Saturday. Li Yinyin also participated in some of the process.

"Okay, then you come." Said Saturday, it is also very inhumane to prevent the composer from coming to watch the singing effect of the song he wrote.

"Thank you, big manager." Li Yinyin said exaggeratedly.

"However, I have something to apologize to you first," Saturday took a deep breath, "I told Han Xiao that you wrote Siren."

After saying this, there was silence on the other end of the phone for half a minute.

"Maybe you can talk to Han Xiao. Even if we don't get together in the future, we won't be in such a tense fight like now. You obviously..." Saturday persuaded.

"Okay." Li Yinyin's muffled voice came from the other end of the phone.

On Saturday, I wondered if he was meddling again.

The singing that day was very successful. When Han Xiao opened his voice, he amazed everyone. His natural voice was quickly drowned in the applause and screams. , the song "The Siren" tells the sad love tragedy between the siren and the sailor, the passion that started from temptation and deceit, and finally turned into resentment in the long dark night, the siren jumped out of the water and poured out his resentment to the storm , once again sent the atmosphere of the audience to a peak.

Until the end of the song, people hadn't recovered from the shocking singing, and there was a full 5 minutes of silence before someone stood up and applauded.

The water-blue lights poured down, making Han Xiao in a white dress look like a white lotus flower. The cameraman bombarded the close-up close-ups of Han Xiao from different angles, and turned them into satellite TV signals and sent them to thousands of households. In the middle of the show, it was reported that the instantaneous ratings peak of breaking 2 was returned to the monitoring database.

So far, Saturday knows that Han Xiao's debut is a success.

When it came time to judge and comment, the first three judges all gave high marks, except for the last senior music producer who gave a passable low score.

"Why is this?" "Is there a secret operation?"... Dissatisfied voices erupted from the audience.

The host hurriedly quelled the anger of the audience, and turned everyone's attention to the producer's comment: "Mr. Xiaoguang must have his reasons for scoring such a score. Now, let's listen to his comments. .”

The microphone was handed over to the senior music producer. He adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and said with a cold face: "A very good songwriter, a very good lyricist, a very good arranger, and a very bad singer."

There was a sudden riot in the audience. Some spectators even raised mineral water bottles and wanted to throw them on the stage, but they were stopped by security in time.

Xiaoguang ignored the audience's reaction and continued: "A singer has a natural voice but no emotion. Even if he can use the stage effect to cover up these shortcomings for a while, he will have no future in the future. One A good singer, he can use his heart to bring the audience into the world of that song, instead of making the audience only pay attention to himself with a clumsy performance."

After Xiaoguang finished speaking, the audience also fell into deep thought, and his words were not without reason.

However, compared with the contemplative part of the audience, the protesting audience was a little more active, so the overall atmosphere was still based on Han Xiao.

Immediately post a message in the work group on Saturday to mobilize the public relations team and send a round of on-site manuscripts.

Backstage, Han Xiao took off his makeup and sat in a chair playing with his mobile phone.

On Saturday, he led Li Yinyin to the door of the lounge, and looked at his watch: "At most 10 minutes, in half an hour, someone will come to pick him up."

Li Yinyin had a shit-eating expression on his face: "Fuck." He obviously knew who the "someone" was on Saturday.

"By the way, you made this song. Do you want to sign it when an album is released in the future?" asked Saturday.

"Sign my stage name." Li Yinyin said bluntly, and pushed the door open.

Li Yinyin also has a name in Lingding Entertainment, but it is a stage name, called Ein, and people often confuse it with Lynn. Teacher Lynn even joked that Li Yinyin was trying to catch his popularity.

"I'll let you come back in the future." Li Yinyin was very bold.

Standing outside the lounge door on Saturday, I felt that I was not managing an artist, but was risking my life.

There is a time difference of half an hour, I hope nothing goes wrong.

Speaking of which, after Han Xiao's performance, the call from Li Yehan was very emotional, as if the passion had been rekindled.

If at this juncture, Li Yehan hits her...

On Saturday, I shivered and took out my phone, intending to see what Lao Chen was doing and relieve my nervousness.

At the same time, in the lounge.

Han Xiao saw the tall and handsome young man not far behind him from the makeup mirror, and couldn't help being stunned. He turned his head slowly and looked at Li Yinyin in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"I saw your circle of friends, and then I saw your performance." Li Yinyin raised his mobile phone, this time, his attitude was much more mature, and he didn't swear at each other as soon as he came up.

Han Xiao bit his lip, showing fear, and lowered his head.

"You...you sing well. I wrote that song for you. You don't have to feel that you owe me anything." Li Yinyin scratched her hair, "Actually, I'm here this time...to tell you point……"

"Why?" Han Xiao suddenly raised his head, with tears in his eyes, "Why do you still write songs for me? Yinyin, you still have feelings for me, right? Just because you hate me, doesn't it prove that you still care about me ?"

"Ah?" Li Yinyin was in a daze. He never expected that Han Xiao would say these words. He had already decided to let go of everything, forgive Han Xiao, and break up with him. Don't have any psychological burden to laugh, "No, actually I want to say, we don't..."

Han Xiao's lips began to tremble, which was a precursor to his emotional outburst.

On Saturday, he was sending a message to Chen Ke outside, when he heard a "bang" sound from the stool inside, he was so frightened that he pushed the door open to go in, for fear that Li Yinyin would hit Han Xiao again in agitation.

Unexpectedly, after rushing in, what I saw was——

Han Xiao held Li Yinyin's waist with both hands, buried his face in his chest, and sobbed softly: "Don't give up on me, please, I only have you, Yinyin..."

Saturday:"??"