After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

After posting Weibo, Song Wenxing booked the first flight to Europe, pulled out the SIM card and replaced it with a new one, uninstalled all the social software, and flew to Europe quickly.

On this side, he disconnected from the Internet and disconnected to play wildly, but he didn't know that the public opinion on the domestic Internet had been overwhelmed by waves.

Song Wenxing just posted a blog post announcing his withdrawal from Nebula, and fans of the group applauded immediately. Many people who watched the excitement flocked to Lu Zhicheng's Weibo, calling on Lu Zhicheng to join the N group as soon as possible, and confirm his status as the "fifth member of the N group".

Now Lu Zhicheng's rational fans are upset, why should Lu Zhicheng be sucked by you?Not to mention Lu Zhicheng has been held back, the four of Nebula combined are not as popular as Lu Zhicheng alone.

Fans from both sides battled, and the battle was imminent.

Someone guessed that Song Wenxing did this to imitate Tu Bai.

At the beginning, Tubai suddenly terminated the contract and ran away on the eve of the establishment of the N group, causing the world to turn upside down. Song Wenxing, a scholar, really carried out the purpose of imitating Tubai thoroughly.

Regardless of the public opinion, Song Wenxing didn't look at his phone at all.

One is because the eyes are uncomfortable, and the other is because of a subtle evasion psychology.

He needs a little time to sort it out.

Finally, after more than half a month in Europe, Song Wenxing came to the last stop, Iceland.

Song Wenxing came here specially to take a sleigh ride and watch the aurora, but the ghost tour guide he found when he came to Iceland turned out to be an unreliable liar. On the second day in Iceland, he ran away with money and left him alone in the hotel.

Song Wenxing couldn't understand the language, so he relied on the translation software on his mobile phone to communicate with people stutteringly.

However, after squatting in Iceland for a week, not only did I not even see the ghost of the aurora, but the sky was never dark at all.

At eight o'clock in the evening on the eighth day, Song Wenxing stood in the snow at the entrance of the hotel, looked up at the dazzlingly bright sky, and fell into a state of aphasia for a long time.

Just when Song Wenxing was speechless, suddenly, someone patted his right shoulder from behind.

Song Wenxing turned around, but there was nothing behind him.

He was wondering when someone patted his left shoulder again.

Song Wenxing turned his head again, but there was still no one behind.

Song Wenxing was furious: "Who is it!"

"Me!" A person suddenly jumped up to Song Wenxing, his tone brisk, "Are you happy!"

"...Lu Zhicheng?" Seeing the familiar face, Song Wenxing instantly opened his eyes wide, thinking he was dazzled, "Why are you here?!"

It was indeed Lu Zhicheng.

He was wearing a calf-length black down jacket, a red woolen hat on his head, and a scarf wrapped around his neck. The whole person was tightly wrapped, looking very cold and festive .

The tip of Lu Zhicheng's nose was red from the cold, but his eyes were bright. He patted the luggage handle with a smile: "Ha, I happen to be on vacation. It's too hot in China, so I thought I might as well come to Iceland to cool down."

"You will have a vacation?" Surprised, Song Wenxing looked at him suspiciously, "You shouldn't have a schedule, right?"

Not to mention why Lu Zhicheng suddenly appeared in Iceland, he is now in the midst of his popularity, and when he is running around, he still manages to find time for a vacation?

"Time is like water in a sponge, if you squeeze it, it will rain cats and dogs." A gust of cold wind rolled over with snow, Lu Zhicheng shivered, "How do you know I don't have a schedule? Could it be...you know my schedule like the back of your hand?"

"Stop being so sentimental!" Song Wenxing turned his head back, concealing the weird emotions in his heart.

I don't know why, when I saw Lu Zhicheng whom I hated in Iceland, where he was unfamiliar, he felt a little...

A little happy?

Lu Zhicheng didn't care: "What about you? Why did you come to Iceland?"

"I'm here to see the aurora." Song Wenxing complained when he mentioned this, "I didn't even see a ghost."

"What kind of idiot are you?" In the end, after hearing what happened to him, Lu Zhicheng propped his forehead with one hand, and his woolen hat was shaking with laughter, "In summer, it's very daylight, and there is no night at all. You came to Iceland at this time to watch the aurora ?”

What? !There is such a thing? !

Song Wenxing, who once brazenly admitted his identity as Jiulouyu on the show, was blushing. He even forgot this kind of common sense: "Do you think I will ignore you and call me an idiot if you add a word 'small'?!"

"You live in this hotel too? What a coincidence." Lu Zhicheng quickly changed the subject, pointed to the hotel behind him, "I'm here, I just plan to drive around the island, let's go and have fun together? There are many more in Iceland Attractions can be visited.”

"I don't want it, bye!"

Annoyed and angry, Song Wenxing turned around and left, but obediently stopped when he heard Lu Zhicheng speak the next second: "I can speak Icelandic, do you really want to come with me?"

This sentence successfully made Song Wenxing turn around: "How can you speak Icelandic?"

"I grew up in Europe when I was a child, and I would come to Iceland twice a year for vacation." Lu Zhicheng followed up leisurely, dragging his suitcase, "I went to Han Country as a trainee when I was 14 years old. It's not really that long."

In fact, English is very popular in Iceland, and being able to speak English is enough, but Lu Zhicheng refused to tell Song Wenxing.

Ten minutes later, Lu Zhicheng had a conversation with the front desk in fluent Icelandic, successfully checked in and moved into the room next to Song Wenxing, and got Song Wenxing's new phone number with the reason of "contact anytime".

Song Wenxing vaguely felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if he had been tricked again.

Before dawn the next day, Lu Zhicheng appeared at the door of Song Wenxing's room on time and knocked on the door to wake him up.

Lu Zhicheng's efficiency was so high that Song Wenxing was amazed. He had already rented a car overnight after arriving in Iceland. When Song Wenxing sat in the co-pilot, he was still in a daze.

"Let's go." Lu Zhicheng patted the steering wheel with a smile, "I wish us a pleasant road trip, I'm really looking forward to this journey."

Ghosts are looking forward to it... Song Wenxing curled his lips, thinking against his will.

They started in Reykjavik and traveled around Iceland along Highway [-], through fields, through hills, and finally came to Geyser.

Lu Zhicheng stopped the car, Song Wenxing unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

The white snow melted into the sky, and the rays of the sun reflected on the snow, shrouded in a pink halo.

Suddenly, the steaming heat forced the spring water to spurt upwards, flying into the sky like an explosion.

"Wow!" Song Wenxing yelled, and quickly jumped back, the thin water mist sprayed their heads and faces.

"We got the photo, we got it!" Lu Zhicheng excitedly said to Song Wenxing while holding the camera, regardless of the water on his face.

"Let me see, let me see!" Song Wenxing hurried up, and Lu Zhicheng held up the camera to show him the moment he just captured.

"You are so stupid." Lu Zhicheng laughed happily seeing the silly expressions of the two people in the photo.

"You are stupid!"

Playing around the geyser until they almost got wet, they continued to drive to Skogafoss.

"Double-layer rainbow!" Song Wenxing pointed to the spectacle of two rainbows on the waterfall, turned his head and said excitedly to Lu Zhicheng.

"Let me take a photo for you." Lu Zhicheng said.

Just as Song Wenxing was about to refuse, Lu Zhicheng had already raised his camera to point at him, posing as if to take a picture: "You stand under the rainbow, be careful, don't fall into the water."

A double-layered rainbow is really rare, and Song Wenxing is not willing to give up this opportunity to take a group photo.

It was a rare time for him to be obedient, and obediently followed Lu Zhicheng's instructions to stand in front of the waterfall.

As soon as Lu Zhicheng finished taking pictures, Song Wenxing rushed over to look at the photos in the camera.

"It's beautiful!" Lu Zhicheng took a lot of pictures, and every one was very beautiful. Song Wenxing couldn't help boasting, but immediately changed his words, "I mean my legs are so long and photogenic, not that you take good pictures!"

"Yes, yes, Wenxing's legs are 1.8 meters long." Lu Zhicheng's tone was as if coaxing a child.

"What did you say!?"

Song Wenxing was furious, but was interrupted by Lu Zhicheng's sudden camera: "Then it's your turn to take a picture of me."

Song Wenxing choked, and raised his camera while muttering "Why should I take pictures of you".

Lu Zhicheng's body proportions are really good, and the bloated down jacket can't hide his tallness. Song Wenxing was envious but couldn't help complaining, "What kind of long-legged monster is this?"

After admiring the double rainbow of Skogafoss, they continued on their way.

After driving for a while, Lu Zhicheng casually parked the car by a frozen lake, and the two of them got out of the car to rest.

Although I don't want to admit it, traveling with two people is more fun than traveling alone.

Even if the object was Lu Zhicheng, Song Wenxing's depressed mood of staying alone in Iceland for a week was swept away, and he was very happy.

"Can I ask you a question?" After a while, Lu Zhicheng suddenly spoke.

"No." Song Wenxing replied while stepping on the snow to play.

Lu Zhicheng took advantage of his stalking skills, and he refused to give up: "What do you like about Tubai?"

When talking about his idol, Song Wenxing's eyes lit up immediately, and he turned to look at Lu Zhicheng: "He's so tall! He's so handsome! Who wouldn't like it!"

"I'm seven centimeters taller than him." Lu Zhicheng stretched out his thumb and index finger, comparing the distance unconvinced.

"He sings and dances so well! He's so handsome!"

"I'm also good at singing and dancing. I can break on the ice right now and show you Thomas with one hand."

"...The ice surface will be cracked by you and we will fall together."

"It's pretty good." Lu Zhicheng actually touched his chin, showing an expression of approval, "Icelandic Titanic, this is, Song Rose and Lu Jack, quite romantic."

"...You really are!" Song Wenxing rolled his eyes, but couldn't help arguing, "Why not Lu Rose!"

"That's fine." Lu Zhicheng was in high spirits, "Listen to you."

"Who wants to discuss this with you!"

"Why do you go back on your word?" The man actually used an aggrieved tone.

"Anyway, my idol is good! He is omnipotent! He is good in everything!" Song Wenxing, a die-hard fan of Tubai, was so angry that he jumped on the snow, "You are not allowed to say that my idol is not good!"

"I didn't say he was bad, I just wanted to say that I have all the advantages he has, and I can even do better." Lu Zhicheng stretched his waist, and when he looked back at him, his tone suddenly became half-joking and half-serious , "Why don't you think about liking me...becoming my fan?"

Song Wenxing was taken aback.

Before he had time to scold Lu Zhicheng for his thick skin, the weather suddenly changed. The originally sunny and clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, followed by hailstones.

"Hail is falling!" Song Wenxing let out a wow, but his exclamation turned into a wail at random. He put his arms around his head, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

The bullet-like freezing points poured down, hitting the head and face, and the pain became clear at this time.

"Run!" Lu Zhicheng's first reaction was to stretch out his hands to protect Song Wenxing's head, and the two hurried into the car.

"There is no snow in our south, but there will be hail in the mountains at the coldest time." Back in the car, hearing the sound of hail hitting the window, Song Wenxing raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and gestured excitedly to Lu Zhicheng , "No exaggeration! It's really a hail the size of a fist!"

"... Then you have to smash people's heads through."

"It's fine if you don't go out, it's just a matter of time." Song Wenxing hid his small face in the scarf, his eyes were bright, "Only once or twice a year, I remember that we often ran out at that time Picking up the hail, the hail once smashed through the glass door of our school cafeteria when I was in elementary school."

Seeing Song Wenxing's excited expression, Lu Zhicheng smiled: "Then your childhood was wonderful."

"Yeah! I'm very popular. Wherever I go, a bunch of people follow me. Hulala is like migrating." Song Wenxing stretched out his arms proudly and drew a big circle, almost bumping into Lu Zhicheng, " Everyone asks me to stand in the C position every time we take pictures at a party!"

"Well, I think you must be the favorite of the group." Lu Zhicheng looked at him with a smile, and suddenly asked, "What about the company? Are you planning to go back?"

"I won't go back, I've already paid the liquidated damages." Talking about this, Song Wenxing suddenly turned his head, looking melancholy at the small hailstones gathered under the windshield, "I don't want to go back to that group again."

"I heard that, with a big wave of his hand, a certain person generously gave double the liquidated damages, which made the boss so angry that he bought a suite overnight." Lu Zhicheng laughed loudly, "So, do you want to make a solo debut?"

"So what lo, I don't have such a reputation."

"Oh... Then you have a psychological shadow on the boy group?"

"No." The chatterbox opened, and Song Wenxing couldn't help but say a few more words, "Before I left, I signed up for Orange Video's "Top Boys Group 404", and I planned to start as a trainee. The starting point was too high before. It’s normal to be scolded if you don’t have enough strength.”

"The kid is very enlightened." Lu Zhicheng raised his hand and rubbed Song Wenxing's hair, "But what a coincidence."

"What a coincidence?" Song Wenxing opened his hand and turned to look at him.

"I also participated."

"You? Participate in this?" Song Wenxing was taken aback, "Why? You also cook pork?"

"It's still braised." Lu Zhicheng laughed loudly, "I'm a PD."

Song Wenxing: "???"

Song Wenxing: "Wait a minute, isn't PD Tubai?!"

"I clearly saw his announcement! I joined because he is a PD!" Song Wenxing stood up suddenly, but forgot that he was still in the car, and hit his head on the roof of the car, "How is it possible...ah !pain!"

Lu Zhicheng was taken aback, and quickly stretched out his hand to help Song Wenxing rub the big bump on his head: "Orange Video originally wanted him to be a PD."

"...and then?" Song Wenxing was so painful that his facial features were deformed and his toes were digging on the ground, tears came out, but he still insisted on asking the bottom line.

"Later he said he was going to film and was not free, so he recommended me to Orange Video. We exchanged resources, and now I am the PD and he is the mentor."

How could this be so!

Song Wenxing gasped: "Is it too late for me to quit now?"

"Maybe not." Lu Zhicheng rubbed the top of his head with a smile, "However, it's too late to change the wall now. Kid, don't you really think about it?"

The author has something to say: Brother Cheng: Hee hee, the resources are cut off:)

PD: The full name is "Program Director", which means "program director" in Chinese, and it also means art director, producer, and executive production.

Nine leaked fish: The fish that slipped through the net of nine-year compulsory education.

Iceland: It also snows in Iceland in summer. This section refers to the Icelandic travel Vlog of the up master.

In terms of hail, no matter which area it is, it will appear when the temperature drops sharply, and it often appears in the suburbs or mountainous areas. The author really picked up fist-sized hail in summer (.