After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

Worried about tomorrow's hot searches and Chi Qiao's injury, Song Wenxing, who had been exhausted all day, finally fell into a deep sleep, half asleep and half awake, but still stretched out his hand to tighten his underwear.

At 05:30 the next morning, Chi Qiao planned to get up as usual, but he didn't expect to feel obvious pain in the tailbone just as he sat up.

Song Wenxing and the others were still sleeping, and Chi Qiao didn't want to wake them up, so he could only lie straight on the bed, enduring the pain while waiting for them to wake up at some time.

Chi Qiao just looks thin, but in fact, his frame is so heavy that Yin Jun, who is 1.8 meters tall, can't carry him, let alone Song Wenxing's small body.

In the end, Zhuo Yixiao had to carry him downstairs, carry him to the cafeteria, and carry him to the classroom.

Chi Qiao felt that being hugged by a princess in full view was more socially fatal to him than being watched by others for his earthy videos.

Fortunately, Zhuo Yixiao has always been a man of few words, which made Chi Qiao less embarrassed.

In the morning, everyone knew about Chi Qiao's injury and came to visit him one after another.

The foot injury is fine, but the pain in the tailbone is hard to ignore.Chi Qiao couldn't dance, so she could only sit by and watch everyone practice their dance steps and catch up with each other while singing.

Although he didn't say anything, the expression on his face was still as gentle and calm as usual, but everyone could feel that he was very anxious.

Especially Song Wenxing, seeing Chi Qiao's gradually depressed appearance, he was more anxious than Chi Qiao.

Chi Qiao has always been a very optimistic person.

Even if he was hidden by the company for several years, he refused to give up on himself and still trained in the practice room day after day.

As long as there is any small exposure opportunity to maintain traffic, even if it is to shoot earthy videos, he will do it seriously.

At the critical moment of terminating the contract with the former company, Chi Qiao suddenly got an opportunity to participate in 404, so after weighing it, he decided to fight with his back.

Every day he practiced in the practice room until the last one before going back. He ate desperately to save money. When everyone was eating snacks, he could only drink water to satisfy his hunger.

Even so, Chi Qiao took it easy until he got the C position on the first stage and the C position in the first position evaluation team matchup.

But he fell and injured at this critical moment.

No matter how optimistic a person is, he will fall into self-doubt, let alone a person like Chi Qiao who is both lofty and strict with himself.

This is undoubtedly a devastating blow to him.

Song Wenxing was almost dying of worry.

This situation lasted for two days in a row, and Zhuo Yixiao also hugged Chi Qiao for two whole days. He, who had always been a loner, had to keep a straight face and eat with Song Wenxing and the others.

Without Chi Qiao balancing in the middle, the remaining four in their group were clearly divided into two factions.

Song Wenxing and Yin Jun were on the side, while Bai Lian gathered Wang Ke together and found fault with them from time to time.

The blue team next door has already danced very completely, but the red team is still scattered and fragmented.

Tu Bai and Li Yingying, who came to take classes in shifts, both saw that the members of this group had their own thoughts, and criticized and criticized, but the results were not great.

Seeing that the progress of the practice has lagged behind the blue team next door, and the rehearsal time is getting closer, Chi Qiao really can't wait any longer.

He threw away his cane and limped over to join them in training.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet!" Song Wenxing saw Chi Qiao approaching from the mirror, stopped dancing quickly, and ran to help Chi Qiao.

"I'm fine." Chi Qiao insisted.

"What if my foot is broken! I won't be able to dance after that!" Song Wenxing frowned.

"That's right, Mr. Qiao, just listen to Xing Xing and take care of your feet first." Yin Jun also came over to persuade him.

"No." Chi Qiao's stubbornness was also very troublesome, "I can't slow down everyone's progress because of me alone."

"Yeah, you also know that you dragged everyone down." But Bai Lian was still sarcastic, "Why are you jumping to the C position when you are like this? How important is the C position? I think Chi Qiao yourself I also know. For you, for everyone, for the whole team, let's get out quickly."

Chi Qiao lowered her eyes emotionally: "I..."

"Shut up! Why did you grow a mouth when you said you were a good person?!" Song Wenxing turned his head and scolded him.

"I'm telling the truth." Bai Lian shrugged, "Wang Ke, don't you think so?"

"I think it's better to distinguish the importance." Wang Ke hesitated, "The C position is already more complicated. If you really can't jump, don't procrastinate."

Song Wenxing rolled his eyes at Baibai: "Chi Qiao didn't say he couldn't dance. Seeing how anxious you are, I thought some eunuch from Dongchang was forcing the palace."

"You..." Bai Lian couldn't say no to Song Wenxing, cut it off, went to the side to rest, and Wang Ke hurriedly followed.

"Wen Xing, leave me alone." Chi Qiao's expression was still smiling, but a little more melancholy, "You train hard, don't delay because of my affairs."

"But we are friends, what's wrong with caring about friends?" Song Wenxing looked at him, "Qiao Qiao, am I not your good friend?"

Chi Qiao explained patiently: "Yes, you are my good friend. Because of this, I don't want to drag you down..."

"Do you think I'm annoying and meddling in my own business?" Song Wenxing asked suddenly after being silent for a moment.

"I don't mean that." Chi Qiao paused and shook his head immediately, "I just want to be alone. Give me some space to be alone, okay?"

"Okay, let him stay alone for a while." Yin Jun tugged Song Wenxing's arm, then looked back at Chi Qiao, "Mr. Qiao, let's go shopping at the convenience store, and I'll call you after dinner. "

Chi Qiao nodded.

After being dragged out of the classroom by Yin Jun, Song Wenxing pursed his lips, feeling frustrated.

Is it because I am too unreasonable to make trouble?

He just felt sorry for and admired people like Chi Qiao, and couldn't help but fight for him.

"Don't think too much, give him some time." Yin Jun hugged him by the shoulders, "A person who has been strong for a long time should break down, otherwise I would still worry about his accident. How can anyone bear it for so long? .”

Song Wenxing sighed, his small face was filled with great troubles.

Yin Jun bought instant noodles and ate them in the convenience store. Song Wenxing was not hungry, so he was very depressed, so he wandered outside under the maple tree by himself.

While strolling around, I ran into Lu Zhicheng who came not far away. He was dressed very casually today, with no hairstyle done, his hands in his coat pockets, and a piece of bread in his mouth.

Lu Zhicheng was in class in the "SORRY, SORRY" group today, and it seemed that he also came down for a stroll to buy snacks.

"Hey." Lu Zhicheng also saw Song Wenxing, took down the bread, smiled and raised his chin at him.

Song Wenxing paused, and finally moved over bit by bit.

Unexpectedly, when Lu Zhicheng opened his mouth, the first thing he said was: "I heard you walk around without pants?"

"What the hell!" Song Wenxing jumped up, "Why do you slander people's innocence! Who walks around without pants?!"

Lu Zhicheng suppressed a smile: "It's a pity, I should have come here last night, I seem to have missed something."

"Crazy!" Song Wenxing scolded him, "How do you know? Who told you?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, his face changed: "Could it be... really on the hot search?!"

"Don't worry, the coded and uncoded small videos have not been leaked, and the program team is not so frenzied." Lu Zhicheng patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "Last night, someone posted on the Banana Forum, saying that a certain trainee in 404 is not Shen fell and was injured, the roommate who was taking a bath in the bathroom was shocked by the bad news, forgot to put on his pants, and broke out the door, only to be surrounded by all the trainees..."

"And then?" Song Wenxing had already reached out to cover his ears.

"Then everyone was discussing whose dick was exposed, and somehow it became a hot search."

"...What's the hot search called?" Song Wenxing's face became more and more wrinkled.

"The 404 trainee broke out without wearing pants." Lu Zhicheng looked at him with a suppressed smile on his face, "Now everyone is guessing who is so funny. I thought about it, and in the whole 404, I seem to know only one person who can do this kind of thing." The person who did it. Come here today to inquire, good guy, it really is you, you are worthy of it.”

Song Wenxing covered his ears in pain: "Ahhh!"

"Okay, I won't laugh at you anymore." Lu Zhicheng said, "How is Chi Qiao? I'll go and see him later."

"Not too good." Hearing Chi Qiao's name, Song Wenxing put down his hand and shook his head, "He's in a bad mood, I've never seen him like this before."

"He's been pretty upbeat. It looks like this has hit him hard."

"He doesn't even pay attention to me now." Song Wenxing sighed, and sat down by a flower bed, "I am ashamed to pester him with such a thick skin."

"Then you pester me." Lu Zhicheng said casually.

"... Nervous." Song Wenxing supported the tile wall beside him with both hands, looking up at the sky.

It’s weird.

Every time I see Lu Zhicheng, no matter how heavy my heart is, it will become lighter with his usual smiling face.

Does this guy have any magical powers?

"Xing Xing, don't be angry with him. According to what I know about Chi Qiao, his personality must be because of guilt and self-blame for the injury." Lu Zhicheng sat down beside him, "Also, I just now When I came here, I heard from the staff that his former company called to pester him again two days ago."

"His former company?" Song Wenxing, who had just relaxed just now, suddenly became angry again. He stood up abruptly, "Why is the ghost always lingering!"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Lu Zhicheng stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of his clothes, "Can you still rush out of the Orange Building now and beat them up?"

Song Wenxing stopped, and actually thought about it seriously for two seconds: "It's not impossible."

"Come on, you." Lu Zhicheng pulled him back, "Sit down. Leave Chi Qiao alone, just tell me how your practice is going."

"Very good." Song Wenxing said.

"Do you remember the lyrics, dance steps and so on?"

"Remember, but there are a lot of troubles." Song Wenxing put his face in his hands and sighed, "It's just that I changed a paragraph and added an original rap. I was so upset that I wanted to take my part."

"It can't be seen that he has a lot of thoughts." Lu Zhicheng clicked his tongue.

"Before, Chi Qiao was in the middle to balance the relationship of the whole group. Now that Chi Qiao is injured, our group is completely torn apart. I guess Bai Lian has shifted his target to Qiao Qiao now, probably because he wants to grab the C position."

"Yesterday I heard from brother Andy that the N group is also very unhappy." Lu Zhicheng stretched the bread bag open with two fingers, and the plastic bag rubbed against each other, making a rattling sound, "They were going to play music and return in two months. But Bai Lian suddenly came to 404."

"How long can the fake brotherhood last?" Song Wenxing sighed melancholy again, "Hey Lu Zhicheng, you said you know Chi Qiao so well, do you know how to comfort him?"

"Let's prescribe the right medicine." Lu Zhicheng took the unpacked bread, but didn't eat it, "And everyone has their own style, so you can use your own method, just be careful."

Song Wenxing was in a daze, muttering to himself: "My own style..."

Lu Zhicheng turned his head, stared at Song Wenxing's side face for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "If it wasn't for Chi Qiao's injury, I would be a little jealous."

"What's there to be jealous of? Jealous of him hurting his butt?" Song Wenxing turned to look at him inexplicably.

Lu Zhicheng had already turned his face away, and said in a relaxed tone, "You are so kind to him. If I also sprained my foot, would you care about me so much?"

"I'm good to my friends." Song Wenxing frowned, and focused all his attention on the second half of Lu Zhicheng's sentence, "Why are you cursing yourself when you're fine? Do you think sprains are fun? You must never get hurt again, yours Legs weren't..."

"Huh?" Lu Zhicheng turned his head back again, raised his eyebrows, "How do you know?"

"...Chi Qiao said it." Song Wenxing turned his eyes away awkwardly, and then quickly turned his head to stare at him, "Anyway, you should pay attention to yourself, if you lose your leg, you will really have to sit in a wheelchair."

"The way you care about people is really special." Lu Zhicheng sighed, and stroked his hair, "But I received it. Thank you Song Wenxing."

"Learned from Zhuo Yixiao." Song Wenxing rolled his eyes, "Alright, it's lunch time, I'm going to eat with Chi Qiao."

"Yeah. Let's go." Lu Zhicheng lifted his chin, and started to fiddle with his bread that he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Song Wenxing hesitated for a moment: "...Are you going? Together?"

"Next time." Lu Zhicheng smiled and shook his head, "I have to catch up with other announcements later, and eat a bread mat."

"The big star is really busy." Song Wenxing muttered in a low voice, stood up and ran away.

Lu Zhicheng sat where he was, squinting at Song Wenxing's figure running away.

But seeing Song Wenxing run more than ten meters, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and waved at him.

Lu Zhicheng was taken aback for a moment.

Realizing that after the kitten said goodbye to him, he also raised his arms with a smile and waved at him.

Back in the classroom, Song Wenxing couldn't find Chi Qiao, and Yin Jun and Zhuo Yixiao were gone.

Song Wenxing turned around, and finally found Chi Qiao on the roof of the floor, who was blowing the wind.

With his back facing him, Chi Qiao sat on the ground alone, his back looked a little lonely, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hey, optimistic people can't be so melancholy.

The person who loves to eat the most doesn't eat when it's time to eat, which is terrible.

Song Wenxing stood at the door for a few seconds, took a deep breath silently, put on a smiling face, and strode towards Chi Qiao.

"Qiao Qiao, let's go have dinner together." Song Wenxing sat down beside Chi Qiao, "I heard from Elder Sister Xuanguan that there is your favorite roast pork today. If you go late, there will be no more!"

Chi Qiao turned to look at him, smiled and shook her head: "You go. I want to be alone for a while."

"You hurt your feet, not your mouth. You have to eat on time." Song Wenxing stretched out his hand to grab Chi Qiao's arm, "Let's go, it's never too late to be sad after eating!"

Usually, when Song Wenxing pulled gently, Chi Qiao stood up and followed.

Unexpectedly, this time, there was no pull.

Song Wenxing turned around and looked at Chi Qiao suspiciously.

"Wen Xing, don't pull me." Chi Qiao smiled, "I know you have been trying to help me, but the contract behind me is like a bottomless pit, no matter how hard I try, I will never be able to escape Go, all my efforts are in vain..."

"How do you know you can't escape?" Song Wenxing didn't let go, and asked instead, "How do you know I can't pull you?"

"I don't need to know. This is the truth." Chi Qiao said as he pulled his hand back.

But Song Wenxing held it tightly, so he didn't pull it out.

Chi Qiao paused and sighed.

"I know everything about the script. The program team has approached me privately."

"...What are you talking about?" Song Wenxing frowned.

"The program team wants me to take the script of the big devil, and let Zhuo Yixiao take the script of the dark horse counterattack." Chi Qiao raised his eyes to the tall buildings in the distance, and said in a calm tone, "So no matter how hard I try, I will definitely be defeated in the end. I have no backstage, no company, no fan base, nothing that can compete with capital, I can only accept the script they imposed on me."

Song Wenxing didn't speak, he looked at Chi Qiao, but stubbornly refused to let go of his hand.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, the voice of the selection officer suddenly came from the corridor outside the rooftop: "Chi Qiao, is Chi Qiao here?"

Chi Qiao came back to her senses and replied, "I'm on the rooftop."

"Why did you come here? I've been looking for you for a long time." The election manager took the phone and followed the voice to find it. "Chi Qiao, I have your number."

Song Wenxing saw that Chi Qiao's face turned cold.

But he quickly straightened his expression, and said to Song Wenxing gently: "Wenxing, let go first."

Song Wenxing let go of his hand.

Chi Qiao stood up, walked around Song Wenxing, took the mobile phone from the election manager, walked a few steps to the corner, and lowered his voice: "Are you all finished..."

"Chi Qiao, yes." The person on the other end of the phone interrupted him with a sneer, "I also said that you are so powerful and dare to terminate the contract. It turns out that you have already found a new home."

Chi Qiao was stunned for a moment. He held the phone in front of his eyes, confirmed that it was the number of the former company, and then put the phone back to his ear: "Next? Who?"

"Don't pretend. Wenhuang Entertainment has already called us, and the liquidated damages have also been credited to the account this morning. That's fine, we will break up in the future, and we will settle the matter from now on, and we will never come to you again Yes. Then I wish you to keep walking the flowery road, make your debut at the C position as soon as possible, don't get confused again."

The voice on the other end of the phone was strange, but Chi Qiao's attention was attracted by "Wenhuang Entertainment" and "Liquidated Contract Damages".

Wenhuang Entertainment...

Liquidated damages...

To the account? !

Holding the phone, Chi Qiao froze for two seconds, then suddenly turned her head as if thinking of something.

Ten meters away from him, Song Wenxing stood there with his head down, fiddled with the small stones on the ground with his toes in boredom.

As if telepathically, Song Wenxing suddenly raised his head and looked in Chi Qiao's direction.

Seeing Chi Qiao's dazed face, Song Wenxing laughed.

That smile is full of childishness, a little proud, a little sly, and a little mischievous, it looks like a child waiting for praise.

"How about it, I said I can pull you."

The author has something to say: Today is not only a fat chapter, but also updated on time!

Let me be healthy, which kid guessed the content of Xingxing’s call hhhh

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