Brothers want to take me solo every day

On the day of the performance, Lin Shuang saw Ji Ningzhi wearing a top hat.

When Ji Ningzhi was standing backstage waiting, he couldn't stop pulling the lace on his clothes, venting his anger on the decorations on the clothes, like a very dissatisfied, but struggling and incompetent little girl who was forced to do business.

I don’t know if the service team suddenly realized that the original top hat was too difficult to fix, so they changed the top hat with rabbit ears to a smaller size. It has the same white lace trim as Ji Ningzhi’s clothes, which is exquisite, small and cute.

In order to prevent the little hat from falling off when Ji Ningzhi was dancing, two silver-white silk straps were extended from the hat, which could be tied on the chin.

The field manager of the service group is a big sister. When Ji Ningzhi carefully helped him tie the belt, his hands were shaking when he watched, "Mr. Ji, do you think this is okay?"

"It's too cumbersome...thank you, sister," Ji Ningzhi commented, while lifting his chin, obediently asked the elder sister to tie the belt on himself.

"Baby, remember not to mess with the belt, this material is easy to fall apart, you understand?" the sister of the field manager patiently told.

This body showed that his skin was porcelain white, like a doll that was manipulated at will, and his eyeballs were as beautiful as glass.

He felt like a gift wrapped involuntarily, and his whole body was restrained. The slim tuxedo outlined his waistline, which was even slimmer than the ballet teacher Liu Mengmeng in another group.

Ji Ningzhi's last stubbornness was to ask the program crew to remove the rabbit's tail, because it was too...that.

He seriously suspected that this was a bad taste of one of the designers in the clothing team.

When Lin Shuang saw the idol he had just become a fan of, he was immediately excited, waving his hands and was about to rush over, "Senior Ji...Senior?"

Ji Ningzhi took a step back cautiously, with a look of vigilance on his face. Seeing that Lin's eyes were all blank and his tone was puzzled, he realized that he had overreacted.

He coughed, "It's okay, are you ready?"

"I'm ready, I can show my vocal level to the fans at any time!" Lin Shuang reassured Ji Ningzhi heartlessly with both feet together.

Ji Ningzhi, "..." Take it easy.

"I feel like I've been reborn now, I'm not the same person I used to be, I'm almost in love with singing," as soon as he opens his mouth, he will think of the happy time spent with his idol at noon.

After finishing speaking, he showed a few words in a broken gong voice, but Ji Ningzhi stopped him with trembling fingers.

"Go out and don't tell others that I taught this passage," Ji Ningzhi thought for a long time, and still told him solemnly.

"Okay, senior," the naive rich second generation assured with a grin, "don't worry, senior, I will definitely keep the good memories in my heart, and secretly recall them without telling anyone."

Ji Ningzhi's expression was complicated for a moment.

According to the order of the performance, Tong Jian's group was ahead of them. After the performance, the trainees went to the backstage to wait for the live voting data.

Although I saw it in the backstage dressing room before, Tong Jian couldn't help laughing when he saw Ji Ningzhi's current appearance.

Before Ji Ningzhi wanted to hide himself behind others in embarrassment, he quickly put away the smile on his face and said seriously, "It's very cute, like a spoiled little prince."

Tong Jian said in a low voice, "I should also bring the cane as a prop, it matches your outfit quite well."

Anyway, Ji Ningzhi didn't want to see that cane anymore. He now has a psychological shadow on the props he holds on the stage.

When waiting with Ji Ningzhi, his slender fingers fiddled with the ribbon on Ji Ningzhi's chin boredly, like teasing a cat.

When the ribbon was untied by him, he pretended to tie it for him again, "Look up."

Ji Ningzhi naturally sensed that Tong Jian was playing a prank, he avoided his movements, and stared at him aggrievedly, "Brother Tong, what are you doing?"

Tong Jian originally wanted to smack his head, thinking that the stylist who finally finished Ji Ningzhi's hair might have to fight him desperately, so he gave up this idea, "I'll tie the strap for you."

Not at all guilty of bullying his younger brother, Tong Jian was very calm, "Stop staring, your glasses are going to slip."

Ji Ningzhi subconsciously blinked desperately, trying to squeeze the contact lenses back. After a while, he realized that he was not wearing contact lenses at all, and he ground his teeth in hatred.

Tong Jian raised her eyebrows, "Are you angry? Want to jump up and hit my knee?"

Ji Ningzhi turned his head away, not wanting to talk to him.

After 1 minute, Tong Jian had no bottom line to compromise, and coaxed, "Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't poke your sore spot, don't be angry..."

Ji Ningzhi thought angrily, he must grow to two meters, taller than Tong Jian!

After practicing for so long, there were no accidents on the stage of the third performance of "Nine Percent". The only accident occurred in "Amazing Night at the Playground".

When Lin Shuang sang the chorus part, Ji Ningzhi, who was closest to him, managed to keep his expression from getting out of control.

But fortunately, it was strong enough in the later stage. After the sound of the broadcast program was revised, there was no car accident scene. At most, some audience members went back and posted a few words of ridicule.

Even Lin Shuang's fans felt that they suddenly sang on the wall of their house. It may be that they dared to sing like this and shocked many people. Many people fell into the trap of Lin Shuang, the realboy, because of this.

It's just that most of them encouraged him to work hard and let him practice more. Many people thought it was fun and made short videos to imitate his singing part.

Lin Shuang accepted it calmly, and happily faced the fans' teasing and teasing, and then specially sent a Weibo post to Ji Ningzhi, thanking him for his careful guidance.

Although the tone of Weibo revealed the pride of the young fans and the admiration for the seniors, Ji Ningzhi, who saw Aite after knowing it, was still a little bit broken.

Didn't you agree not to tell anyone!Now people all over the world know that I taught you the refrain, what should I do!

On the other hand, Jiang Menglin, who finally flew back to China from Canada after several days of non-stop work, got off the plane, took a breath of fresh domestic air, and showed a big relaxed smile after a long absence.

He patted the shoulder of the personal assistant next to him, and comforted him, "Be happy, at least your travel expenses are twice your usual salary these days."

The rare statutory holidays have to be spent with this dog in a foreign country, and no matter how much money a personal assistant can make, he can't laugh.

Seeing that more and more people noticed their side, he raised his head and stared at Jiang Menglin's green hair numbly, "When will you dye your hair back?"

Jiang Menglin raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, "I always feel that your temper has become worse and worse recently. Is it because my money can't satisfy you?"

He hooked off his sunglasses with one finger, and looked at him slyly, "Isn't my new hair color handsome? Just go back and surprise my brother."

The personal assistant's expression twisted.He also didn't expect that after he just slept in the room, the dogbi would secretly dye his hair light green behind his back.

Jiang Menglin's aesthetics has always been a mystery. He has discovered this a long time ago, so his manager Song Minglang also greeted him and asked him to watch him outside.

But unexpectedly, he still miscalculated!Jiang Menglin is such a dog!He actually put sleeping pills in his cup!

Before they were in the nanny car, Jiang Menglin was watching the video of ghosts and animals with his mobile phone, and there was a line from a well-known TV program "I want to dye this thing green", Jiang Menglin showed a thoughtful expression At that time, he should have noticed it!

Too bad it's still a step too late.

The most irritating thing is that Jiang Menglin is already handsome, with a green head like a juicy Chinese cabbage, he is not ugly at all!

Because the personal assistant who is upside down day and night and has to work for the dog has a bad complexion and a bad skin condition, so that when he sees Jiang Menglin's face, he becomes jealous beyond recognition.

Jiang Menglin turned the car key with his fingers, and suddenly thought of something, "Is there a group trip for a variety show the day after tomorrow, with my brother?"

"Yes," the assistant said angrily.

Before Jiang Menglin had time to laugh, the personal assistant couldn't understand his complacent appearance, and added blankly, "Ms. Gao also signed this variety show."

The corners of Jiang Menglin's mouth that were about to curl up were drawn into a line again, "..."

"Why didn't you fucking say it earlier?"

Seeing that people were about to get angry, the personal assistant said calmly, "Idols are not allowed to swear. Also, Mr. Shi also signed this variety show."

Jiang Menglin didn't expect that his assistant, who had been bullied by him for so long, would still have such skill.

He laughed angrily, "I asked my brother to drive the two of them away."

"Not so good," although the personal assistant put his hands together and looked at his heart, but he was not worried about him messing around at all. After all, he knew Jiang Mengguo well and would never let Jiang Menglin mess around. of.

I thought it was a fun variety show trip for myself and my younger brother, but I didn't expect that this program group would also bring in a deadly rival and the opposite family. When I got in the car going back, Jiang Menglin couldn't hide the sadness on his face.

He called Jiang Mengguo, and after listening to his unreasonable request, Jiang Mengguo replied him simply, "Get lost."

The personal assistant seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He smiled calmly, as if he was revenge for Jiang Menglin's putting sleep aids in his drink, "Mr. Jiang, do you think your hair is particularly suitable for the occasion?"

Green glow.

Jiang Menglin, "...Do you still want this month's salary?"

"...What I mean is, your hair color is really eye-catching, why don't you dye it back, and you will surely overwhelm everyone when you go to a variety show the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Menglin looked out of the window with his head propped up, and when he thought that he would spend five whole days with Gao Yi'ang's paralyzed face, he sighed sadly, even if he could see his pretty brother every day, it couldn't save him from his bad mood.

Seeing him rarely showing such a melancholy expression, the personal assistant hesitated for a while considering that he really didn't get along well with Gao Yi'ang, but then cared with conscience, "Mr. Jiang, what are you worrying about?"

Jiang Menglin sighed again, with a heavy tone, "How can a person like you understand the troubles of the handsome guy?"

Personal assistant,...I'll kill you.