After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

The knock on the door was caught off guard. Song Wenxing, who was already guilty of being a thief, was so frightened that he choked the phone, and didn't hear clearly the second part of Wen Che: "The boss is here, so I won't tell you. Hang up, love you?"

He finished these words in one breath, almost out of breath.

It just so happened that the door was also pushed open from the outside, Song Wenxing looked back, Lu Zhicheng poked his head halfway in: "Finished?"

"Ah, why is it you, you scared me to death." Seeing that the person who came was Lu Zhicheng, Song Wenxing heaved a sigh of relief.

"Seeing that you've been calling for so long, I'm worried, so come in and have a look." Lu Zhicheng walked in and closed the door behind him.

"He won't eat me." Song Wenxing squeezed the hot phone, glanced at Lu Zhicheng, and couldn't help asking, "Did you hear what I said to the boss just now?"

"I vaguely heard something when I was waiting at the door." Lu Zhicheng came over and sat down on the sofa, "You said Chi..."

"Hush." ​​Song Wenxing immediately put up an index finger, pressed it to his lips, and interrupted him with a serious face, "You must never tell him."

"Well. I won't tell him." Lu Zhicheng raised his head and gave him a slightly uneasy look, "But, what do you do to him..."

"Me?" Song Wenxing frowned in confusion, "To him?"

Lu Zhicheng hesitated for a long time but didn't ask the phrase "Do you like Chi Qiao", and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "He is a straight man."

The expression looked very unwilling and unconvinced.

Song Wenxing: "???"

Song Wenxing: "I know!"

Chi Qiao emphasized this matter every day in the dormitory, how could he not know?Besides, Chi Qiao had a girlfriend before.

"Then you still..." Lu Zhicheng looked at him hesitantly, "Why are you so concerned about his affairs?"

what the hell!

"I am very concerned about my friends, otherwise you would think why all my friends like me." Song Wenxing looked at him inexplicably, as if suddenly thinking of something, he glared at Lu Zhicheng, "Lu Zhicheng, what do you mean? What does a straight guy have to do with me? Do you think I like him?"

"...Just ask. Your behavior can easily be misunderstood, okay?" Lu Zhicheng suddenly looked relieved.

Song Wenxing gave him a disgusted look, but what he said was: "What do you care about other people? Don't you have a Korean girlfriend yourself?"

Lu Zhicheng: "???"

Lu Zhicheng: "Where did I get a Korean girlfriend???"

"If there is, don't deny it, I won't say it." Song Wenxing turned his head aside, "I didn't say anything about your smoking."

"No, clarify the Korean girlfriend first." Lu Zhicheng stood up and walked towards Song Wenxing, "Where did you hear that I have a Korean girlfriend?"

"Secrets of Jianghu." Seeing Lu Zhicheng walking towards him, Song Wenxing quickly walked around the sofa to hide.

"But I just don't. Who is spreading rumors?" Kitten meowed and hid in front, and Lu Zhicheng went around to block him from the other end, "My little friend, you must be the successor of socialism. If you don't believe rumors, don't believe them."

The two of them walked around the sofa in the lounge a few times like playing hide-and-seek.

"Smoking, drinking, falling in love... tsk tsk tsk." Song Wenxing was tired, and sat down on the sofa, showing a disgusted expression, "I learned it all in Korea."

"Stop, stop." Lu Zhicheng sat down on the other side of the sofa, facing him, squinting his eyes, "I admit to smoking, I only smoke occasionally when I'm stressed. But what's the matter with falling in love?"

"That's what I heard." Song Wenxing glanced at him, "Didn't Chi Qiao fall in love with Li Yingying when she was a trainee in Korea? Everyone said that you must have fallen in love when you were in Korea."

Lu Zhicheng, who suddenly dropped a big pot from the sky, finally grasped the key message in the words: "Oh, so you always thought I had a girlfriend?"

Song Wenxing shut up now.

The two sat at one end of the sofa, staring at each other.

In the end, Lu Zhicheng laughed first.

He supported his chin with one hand, and leaned his elbow on the back of the sofa: "It turns out that a certain kid has been brooding over this non-existent rumor, and even blamed the innocent me."

"What are you brooding about! You talk nonsense!" Song Wenxing, who must get revenge, immediately retorted.

Lu Zhicheng smiled ambiguously, with an expression of "I understand you don't need to explain": "I can already smell vinegar."

"Where is the vinegar smell! Your nose is broken!"

"There is."

"no!"

"There is."

"No! No no no no!"

Seeing that the kitten was getting ready for battle, Lu Zhicheng decided that enough was enough and he couldn't provoke him anymore, otherwise he would be scratched badly.

Lu Zhicheng lowered his eyes, smiled for a second, and suddenly said: "In the future, if you hear such unreliable rumors, you can directly ask the person concerned for verification."

"Oh." Song Wenxing responded sullenly, then reacted again, "Certification? Why do I ask for proof of your matter?!"

"I hope that you can come to me to verify everything you are curious about." Lu Zhicheng still maintained that posture, looking at him without blinking, with a smile on his face, but his tone was very serious, "Instead of getting to know me from other people's mouths."

Song Wenxing was rendered speechless by what he said.

Yes, for a long time, the image of Lu Zhicheng he knew was gathered bit by bit based on hearsay...

Because everyone says so.

So I hate him.

That's why he was regarded as a deadly enemy.

It was after coming to 404—no, even earlier, when he went to Iceland, or even when he was caught in the eye by a laser pointer, it was Lu Zhicheng who walked towards him step by step, approaching him, and Song Wenxing started to use his own gaze Examine him.

That is the real Lu Zhicheng.

"Understood." In the end, Song Wenxing unexpectedly did not reply as usual, but said, "...If I hear anything in the future, I will ask you first."

"Good boy." Lu Zhicheng raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly stretched his arms.

He he he he... what does he want to do? !

Seeing Lu Zhicheng's hand getting closer and closer to his face, Song Wenxing's heart suddenly missed half a beat.

He stared at Lu Zhicheng's hand, so nervous that he almost stopped breathing.

In addition to being nervous, there is even a little... anticipation?

However, Lu Zhicheng did nothing.

His hand turned when he was about to touch Song Wenxing's cheek, and his fingertips gently brushed Song Wenxing's hair.

What are you doing...

Song Wenxing looked away unnaturally.

I don't know what to regret in my heart.

"By the way, can I borrow your mobile phone to browse Weibo for me?" He suddenly realized that he was still holding Lu Zhicheng's mobile phone in his hand, "I heard that the first episode of the program was broadcast last night, I want to see the audience evaluate."

"It is logically impossible." Lu Zhicheng withdrew his arm, "I don't really want your mood to be affected by public opinion."

"Please, please, Little Brother Lu." Song Wenxing immediately folded his hands together, rubbed his palms together, and looked at Lu Zhicheng with a pitiful expression, "I'll just take a look! Just take a look! Five minutes, five minutes, okay?"

...Little, little Brother Lu?

Whether it's this overly intimate address, or Song Wenxing's expression of rubbing his hands and begging for mercy, Lu Zhicheng's heart is struck by lightning.

Lu Zhicheng cursed in his heart, "I rely on you".

With a seemingly relaxed smile on his face, he quietly raised his hand to hold the position of his heart, and said nonchalantly, "Then... just 5 minutes?"

"Yeah!" Song Wenxing didn't realize how much shock he had brought to the other party by his casual coquettish words, so he nodded immediately, "Thank you, brother Lu!"

what……

Lu Zhicheng felt that his own people were gone.

Lu Zhicheng suppressed his crazily throbbing heart, and helped Song Wenxing unlock the lock screen, couldn't hold back, and explained one more sentence: "If you really want to read the comments, you have to be mentally prepared."

Hearing what he said, Song Wenxing suddenly retreated a little: "...Then why don't you watch it?"

"Really?" Lu Zhicheng said, reaching out for the phone.

"Wait." Song Wenxing quickly retracted the phone again, "I, I'll think about it!"

Lu Zhicheng couldn't hold back and smiled.

Can not watch!

Who sees who is a dog!

But, I really want to know...

After a fierce struggle in his heart, Song Wenxing couldn't help but open Weibo and glanced at the trending searches.

#404Three Great Diamonds Meet Successfully#

Song Wenxing: "???"

What the hell? !

He immediately clicked on the tag, and found that the Orange Video official blog posted the video of him, Yin Jun, and Chi Qiao dancing with demons on Weibo on the day of the first rating: "The first rating scene is here! All top producers, and @阴俊@宋文星@池乔Little brothers, let’s dance together!"

[Hahahahaha xswl what are these three people doing! 】

[My mind is full of you, you, do you want to dance, you, you, do you want to dance! 】

[Hello everyone, I am Yin Jun's wife, and I am going to take our Hanhan away now. 】

[Pure passer-by, not an N group fan, but Song Wenxing is really too funny, hahahaha, his bewildered expression looks like a not-so-smart Yazi! 】

[Chi Qiao's contrast... Fairy Hard Work has descended. 】

【Oh Wenxing Goose is a little cute, why is it so fat? ! 】

The most popular comment was: "I really didn't expect the three most popular contestants to gather in this way. The 404 Three King Kongs are you, right?"

Song Wenxing: "..."

What three King Kong!What kind of devil's name is this! ?

In fact, the program group released more than this segment. They cut out all the exciting and explosive parts of the first program.

Also on the trending list are #卓逸晓单战卢之帝#, #404考生论坛鸡叫#.

The former is when Zhuo Yixiao said to Lu Zhicheng, "I want to fight with you", and the latter is when Lan Xiaoying burst out in a hurry that day, "Oh ǒ ō ō ǒ".

The comment area under Song Wenxing's Tag is relatively gentle.

Although there are some people saying that he is stupid, that Chi Qiao is greasy, that Yin Jun is from the royal family, and there are some weird male and mother fans, but they are not as bloody as Zhuo Yixiao's comment section. .

The program team is well versed in marketing and fan psychology, and knows how to create explosive points. They only released the part where Zhuo Yixiao provokes Lu Zhicheng and the part where Lu Zhicheng crushes everyone with his solo performance.

And, after Zhuo Yixiao lost to Lu Zhicheng, he said "this is my seat" to Yin Jun who was sitting in seat 1.

Not only that, the program team also cut the place where Zhuo Yixiao conceded defeat, creating a feeling that Zhuo Yixiao could only bark incompetently.

Everyone in the comment section is mocking Zhuo Yixiao for being self-indulgent, provoking Lu Zhicheng in order to gain the camera, being rude, and not knowing how to respect his seniors.

Song Wenxing looked at those comments, his brows gradually furrowed.

Ah this...

Not really, Zhuo Yixiao just refused to admit defeat, and didn't disrespect Lu Zhicheng.

Song Wenxing immediately thought of the script that Yin Jun had mentioned to him before. Chi Qiao took the script of the Great Demon King, and Zhuo Yixiao took the script of the dark horse.

Could it be that the program team wanted to create a character design for Zhuo Yixiao who would "make a comeback against the wind"?

The first episode was aired last night, and the popularity is still there, and the related tags have been hanging on the trending searches. Something like #白连定定吻居404# was also leaked in advance.

The following are all fans of Bai Lian, group N, and the other two former teammates.

Tuan Fan and the Wei Fan of the other two teammates accused Bai Lian of not participating in the limited men's group 404 during the rising period of the N Group.

Even Yin Jun's fans were involved in this melee, because Bai Lian's only fan pulled Yin Jun out of the first round to wash the ground for Bai Lian, taking the opportunity to confuse the public.

Song Wenxing couldn't see the fans tearing up.

He still has lingering fears about being chased and scolded a building by trolls in the comment area.

"The matter of Zhuo Yixiao..." Song Wenxing looked up at Lu Zhicheng, "What do the program crew think?"

Lu Zhicheng was still in a state of palpitations. Hearing Song Wenxing's question, he came back to his senses and took his hand away from his heart: "I don't know, I said I was still talking to him."

"Then you have become a tool man?" Song Wenxing frowned, "If Zhuo Yixiao really counterattacked all the way in the future, wouldn't the contents of today's hot searches be found and whipped? Wouldn't it be just to be trampled on? Are you... you?"

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Lu Zhicheng lowered his head, habitually put his hand into the inner pocket of his jacket, wanted to get a cigarette, but took his hand out after a moment of stupefaction, and said casually, "The team will figure it out."

Really an old tool guy.

Song Wenxing thought helplessly, and even felt a little sympathetic to his opponent.

"What have you been up to lately? You look very tired." Song Wenxing pretended not to care and asked, "Did you receive another big announcement?"

"I'm a little busy. In addition to catching up with the schedule, I also wrote a new song, but there is a part that has been stuck in the bottleneck." Lu Zhicheng sighed, and rarely showed a headache expression, "Today's itinerary with you to the arena is all about me. It was squeezed out, and I will leave later."

Hearing that Lu Zhicheng was about to leave again, Song Wenxing subconsciously said "Ah—" and added a long ending: "Aren't you going back with us?"

"What?" Lu Zhicheng rested his chin on one hand and looked at him with a smile, "Want to stay with me a little longer?"

"...Why are you always talking nonsense!" Song Wenxing immediately turned his head away, refusing to meet his gaze.

"Then don't go out." Lu Zhicheng looked down at his watch, "There are still 7 minutes and 36 seconds until the meeting time."

"...So?" Song Wenxing couldn't help but look back at him again.

"So." Lu Zhicheng said, "I don't want to waste a second of these 7 minutes and 36 seconds."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Hearing Song Wenxing's question, Lu Zhicheng who was sitting on the other side of the sofa suddenly got up and leaned towards Song Wenxing.

He leaned in front of Song Wenxing, supported the back of the sofa behind Song Wenxing with one hand, and the light fragrance of the delicious vitamin E milk on his body penetrated into Song Wenxing's nasal cavity.

"What do I want to do?"

Lu Zhicheng lowered his eyes, and with a condescending attitude, he smiled at Song Wenxing who was looking up at him in a daze.

"What do you say?"

The author has something to say: Lu Zhicheng: I want to rua!

It’s even later today 5555 because I suddenly picked up a cat and brought him back to raise, and named him Song Wenxing (?), it has been sleeping on my keyboard and won’t write for me quq

There will be more updates on Sunday, and I will make up for the number of words that I didn’t write today! Rua!good night~