[Entertainment circle] What's the use of laying fat eggs

These are biscuits made by Jiang Mingche himself, Tian Jiuguo was reluctant to eat them, so he found an iron box from somewhere, and carefully put the remaining biscuits into the box one by one under the mocking eyes of his brothers, holding them in his arms. willing to let go.Seeing this scene in his eyes, Jiang Mingche smiled helplessly, raised his hand and touched his head, and comforted him: "I will make it for you when you want to eat it, and I can have it anytime."

It's just baking a cookie, one hour is enough time, it's really not troublesome.Tian Jiuguo is not particularly interested in cookies. The reason why he cherishes them so much is that this one was made by Jiang Mingche, and it was made for him by his relatives. There is also a rabbit pattern on it, which looks very cute. He really couldn't bear to eat these one by one.

The maknae is very fond of biscuit baby, but the other members are a bit fond of it.Especially Jin Yuheng, who was sleeping with him, took a sip of lemonade, and left a sour sentence: "It's better to eat it quickly, it will go bad after a few more days."

Jiang Mingche blinked, and subconsciously told him that if he stayed here any longer, he would be greeted by an even more terrifying Shura Field.

He subconsciously took a step back, trying to sneak away from the scene while no one was paying attention, but before he took a few steps, he was grabbed by the shoulder.Before he had time to react, Park Zhihong, who was not too serious to watch the excitement, pushed him back to his seat, and the one on the left and the one on the right happened to be Jin Junheng and Tian Jiuguo respectively.

"Little Che, you say me and Jiu Guo, who do you choose?"

These two are possessive, and Jiang Mingche is caught in it, which is really painful and happy.He glanced at Jin Yuheng, then turned his head to look at Tian Jiuguo, sighed suddenly, and blurted out: "Brother, your question is as difficult as asking 'Who do you choose, Mom and Dad'."

The Chint group looked at each other subconsciously, and for a while didn't know what to say to this godlike metaphor.The older brothers sat aside and watched the show with great interest, and couldn't help laughing out loud when they heard Jiang Mingche's words.

Adhering to the principle that it’s not a big deal to watch the excitement, and it’s not his own loyalty that adds fuel to the flames anyway, Pu Zhixuan patted his stomach that hurt from laughing, gave Jin Junheng and Tian Jiuguo a meaningful look, and asked: "Little Che, who is it?" Who is the father and who is the mother?"

Jiang Mingche blinked, and his strong desire to survive told him that if he really answered this question, the consequences of taking him into custody would be more terrible than before, so he could only shake his head innocently, throwing out three consecutive denials: " I'm just joking, it's not me, I don't know."

He knew that this would be the result. It would be great if he could share the same room with Brother Yunqi. His brother is usually quiet and can help him give him a lot of advice on music creation. He can learn by his side to a lot.

It's a pity that the result of the lottery has already come out, and the Shura field has already appeared, and he has no room to resist being caught in the middle, so he can only try to level the water as much as possible, lest these two human lemon essences get sour again, and suffer disaster at that time It must be myself again.

Jin Shuozhen walked out with the prepared dishes. The new dormitory has a big dining table, instead of eight people crowded in front of a small table like before, and there are not many dishes.The sweet and sour pork ribs made by Jiang Mingche are very popular. Everyone is very interested in this sweet and sour dish. This big table is full of dishes, and they are all eaten up without accident.

Through the internationally accepted game of rock, paper, scissors, the last lucky one was determined to wash the dishes. Jiang Mingche watched Min Yoongi's back, took advantage of the trend, and collapsed on the sofa without any image.I don't know if it was because of the exhaustion of moving today, Jiang Mingche yawned, tilted his head to the side, closed his eyes in a daze, and fell asleep halfway.

Taking a panoramic view of this scene, Zheng Haoxi leaned over to take a look, and saw that the child was sleeping soundly, so he thought about bending down to pick him up and send him back to the bedroom for a good rest.

It's just that this kid has grown a lot taller recently. Although he still looks skinny, he is already a man who is about to grow up. He really can't hold him up for a while. He is worried that he will only hurt him if he pushes it down. Zheng Haoxi quickly gave up. , turned to look at Tian Jiuguo who was nibbling on biscuits.

"Guo'er, Xiao Che has fallen asleep, can you help me carry him back to the bedroom?"

Tian Jiuguo quickly put down the biscuit and stood up, bent down and easily picked up his relative, and even weighed it up.Fortunately, Jiang Mingche was soundly asleep at the moment, but after muttering a few words, he subconsciously buried his head in Tian Jiuguo's chest, and fell asleep again.

The latter breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully carried him into the bedroom and put him on the bed.He bent down and took off his shoes and socks for him, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, helped him cover the quilt, and after making sure everything was in order, he left the room lightly.

Early the next morning, Jiang Mingche was forcibly dug out of the bed by Jin Shuozhen.It’s rare that there is no other schedule today, and it happens that the school is going to take an exam. As a high school student, he should go back and check his academic achievements. When the third year of high school is coming, we must work harder.

Returning to Xinshou Village, Jiang Mingche's rare golden fingers seemed to be on the melon seeds on his head, not to mention the content he had learned before, even if he returned it all to the teacher later, it would not be difficult to pick it up again.

He doesn't need to worry too much about his studies. Judging from the recent test evaluations, his grades have always been among the best, and he even took the first place in the school once in the midterm exam this semester.

Dayuan Waigao is originally a special high school, and those who come here to study are basically the favored ones of heaven. They can break through the siege among so many academic masters, and it is still in the case of frequent absences from classes due to work. The title is indeed worthy of the name.

This time the exam was the same, the answers went very smoothly, and the answers after the fact were basically correct except for a few minor mistakes. If there were no accidents, the top three in the grade should have his name.

After confirming that his grades were not bad, Jiang Mingche heaved a sigh of relief, put the matter aside, turned around and continued to work.

Preparations for the first album of the In the Mood for Love series have now begun. Jiang Mingche's previously submitted works are also included in the tentative list of tracks. There is still a long time before the official release. As one of the producers, the most needed work is now What I do is to constantly improve these works.It is precisely because of this that besides studying and working practice, he spent almost half of his time in the studio during this period.

Jiang Mingche's empathy ability is excellent, and he has also brought it from dance to music production. The works he submitted are all lyrical styles that he is good at, two of which were completed in his previous life, and the rest are Some thoughts after returning here.

Due to the various performances of Jiang Mingche when he was a trainee, Fang PD has always adopted an encouraging education for him.

This child is indeed very talented in music. Although there are still some minor flaws in the submitted works, it is already very good to be able to do what he is doing at a young age. Besides, his works are not the kind He said that he was moaning without illness, but he could really feel the meaning he wanted to express from his melody. It is an excellent work full of aura and full of soul.

"Fortunately, he was not eliminated. If such a genius is missed, I will wake up crying in the middle of the night."

After listening to the audio file that Jiang Mingche had just sent, Fang Shihe suddenly turned his head and said with emotion to Brother Gou beside him.The latter glanced at him with a smile: "If you like that kid so much, why did you type back the work more than a dozen times? Are you not afraid that he will be ruined?"

Fang Shihyuk raised his eyebrows and leaned back on the sofa behind him: "Children always have to practice and experience. He is still young. When he really matures, we will have another excellent producer, and I It is certain that this day is not too far away.”

As the protagonist of the topic, Jiang Mingche has no idea about Fang PD's evaluation of him behind the scenes.At this time, he was in the gym, and while his agent was away, he started his first experience of lifting weights.

In a few days it will be the first concert of Red Bullet. Everyone has been preparing for a long time. In order to stand on the stage in the best condition, the vocal teacher of the company just mentioned the issue of breath not long ago, so I went to the gym to exercise breath of thought.Of course, he is not alone. Along with him is his old relative Tian Jiuguo who is also very interested in weightlifting.

They are still underage at the moment, but they are eager to grow into muscular men who look strong and sexy with tendons all over their bodies.

It's a pity that they are still young and youthful. Too many muscles and strong bodies will undoubtedly break the public's good impression of young people's slenderness and youthfulness, which is not conducive to their future development.

Therefore, after these two unintentionally revealed related tendencies, the agent has been working hard to stop them, for fear that if he is not paying attention, the two children's painting styles will be forced to turn a corner. The muscular macho that appeared went up this scary direction.

Although the physical strength is not as good as Tian Jiuguo's, it's not too bad. After finishing another set of lifting weights, Jiang Mingche sat on the ground and rested for a while, picked up a towel casually placed on his shoulders and wiped the sweat on his face, and waited for a little recovery With some strength, I just got up and went to the side to get two bottles of mineral water and came back.Tian Jiuguo beside him was running, and Jiang Mingche handed over the water in his hand: "Take a rest first, drink some water."

Tian Jiuguo got off the treadmill, took the water bottle and took a big gulp.

"Be careful, drink slowly, don't choke." Jiang Mingche patted him on the back helplessly, took a new towel and handed it over, motioning him to wipe the sweat off his face.

"Should I go back after taking a shower? Today's exercise is enough, and my body can't afford it anymore."

Tian Jiuguo nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes fell on Jiang Mingche's abdomen: "By the way, Cheche, how is the effect of your exercise? Are your muscles showing?"

Jiang Mingche didn't think too much, and just lifted the hem of his vest.He has always had abdominal muscle lines. After all, he has been dancing since elementary school, and he practiced a lot after work. It is not surprising to have lines, but he is thin and the lines are not very obvious. If If he insists on exercising, sooner or later he will be able to develop the eight-pack abs he dreams of, and realize his dream of being a macho man in Chengdu that he failed to achieve in two lifetimes.

The chocolate had begun to take shape, Tian Jiuguo couldn't resist reaching out to touch it, Jiang Mingche trembled all over, took a step back, and quickly tidied up his clothes.Tian Jiuguo simply opened his chest, pointed at his well-defined abdominal muscles, and raised his eyebrows at him quite proudly: "It's a courtesy, you can touch mine too."

Touching each other's abdominal muscles always feels weird between two boys. Jiang Mingche refused with strength, and quickly shook his head, fearing that he would bring it up again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Have you finished training? Why don't we go home?" ?”

Tian Jiuguo smiled and didn't say anything else, the two of them packed up their things and went to the bathroom, took a quick shower to wash away the sweat, and after changing their clothes, the two of them went back to the dormitory together.

These days lasted for almost four or five days, and finally it was time for the Red Bullet Concert to officially kick off.

Jiang Mingche plucked the slightly groomed short hair twice, gradually becoming numb to himself in the mirror who was still wearing all-encompassing eyeliner, took a quick glance, and soon devoted himself to the formal practice of the song.This is the first solo concert since Bangbo's debut. The members were inevitably excited when they were nervous, and this excitement was perfectly put on stage.

A voice full of swag finally sounded: "AYo! Neganugu?!"