After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

Lan Xiaoying lay on the upper bunk, hanging half of her head upside down, her long hair hanging by the bed, she looked very weird: "Xing Xing, who do you like? Tell me!"

"Damn, are you a female ghost? Don't hang your hair like this! It's scary!" Yin Jun glared at Lan Xiaoying, and kicked the bed board with his leg from under the quilt.

As soon as he lifted his leg, the quilt on Song Wenxing's side was ripped open, and cold air immediately poured into the quilt.

Song Wenxing shouted cold, Yin Jun immediately returned the quilt to cover Song Wenxing, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

Song Wenxing lay comfortably in the warm quilt, with only one head exposed, and complained a little embarrassedly: "Why didn't you sleep? Why did you eavesdrop on our whispers!"

"...You didn't ask us if we wanted to hear it." Zhuo Yixiao said speechlessly.

"Don't pay attention to him, I want to hear it, I want to hear it!" Lan Xiaoying stretched out her hands and pushed her long hair covering her face to the sides, so excited that she forgot that she had just been beaten black in one eye not long ago, "Xing Xing, what the hell are you doing?" Who do you like? Let me guess, is it... 404?!"

"I just said if! I didn't say yes!" Song Wenxing felt guilty and immediately refuted.

"That must be it!" Lan Xiaoying said firmly, and even clapped her hands for her cleverness.

certainly not!No!Nonsense!

"No, no, no!" Song Wenxing covered his face with his hands, his ears were burning red, and yelled, "Stop talking! Shut up!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk, don't talk." Chi Qiao coaxed him patiently.

"Go on, I want to hear it too." Zhuo Yixiao didn't think it was messy enough, so he insisted on getting involved.

Song Wenxing: "Ahhh!"

Lan Xiaoying: "Hahahaha!"

Chi Qiao: "Yi Xiao..."

The whole scene was in chaos, but Yin Jun, who was lying beside Song Wenxing, didn't say a word.

After a few seconds, he suddenly opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "...I seem to have guessed who it is."

The noise stopped for a moment.

Hearing Yin Jun's low tone, Song Wenxing's whole body trembled and his heart sank.

he……

guessed? !

Song Wenxing immediately turned to look at Yin Jun: "Brother Jun, you..."

He didn't dare to ask the rest.

The whole dormitory fell into dead silence.

Yin Jun was silent for two seconds before asking hesitantly, "Is that my brother?"

Hearing this sentence, Song Wenxing, who was so nervous to death, was stunned: "..."

what the hell!

Seeing that Song Wenxing didn't speak, Yin Jun was suddenly excited: "I knew it!"

Song Wenxing looked confused: "Huh? What do you know, do you know?"

Yin Jun sat up immediately, and educated him in a serious tone: "Xing Xing, I know that you have watched my brother's TV series since you were a child, regarded my brother as an idol, liked my brother's outfits, and even imitated my brother. I know too, my brother He's excellent. But..."

Song Wenxing also sat up: "...Oh, so?"

The two looked at each other.

The other three did not dare to vent their anger.

Yin Jun hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth: "But he...he has a boyfriend! You like him to no avail!"

Song Wenxing: "..."

Song Wenxing stretched out his hand to hold his forehead.

It turned out that Yin Jun hadn't guessed who it was at all, he thought he liked Tubai.

what!

"Cut—" Lan Xiaoying fell back into the quilt and hissed in disappointment, "Two people are impossible, okay! Xing Xing, you should give up as soon as possible!"

Song Wenxing: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

Zhuo Yixiao, who had been eavesdropping with his ears up all the time, also turned over speechlessly: "I thought who it was, boring. I'm asleep."

Song Wenxing: "..."

Hey!

"Xing Xing, you don't necessarily like him, maybe you just admire him. You are still young and have never been in a relationship. It's normal for you to be unable to distinguish between liking and adoration..." Yin Jun tried to educate Song Wenxing with all his heart.

Song Wenxing lay back under the quilt uninterestedly, turned over, and ruthlessly left the back of his head to Yin Jun: "Put the quilt back on. Good night."

Chi Qiao from the shop next door sighed: "Go to bed early, good night, everyone."

"Hey, listen to me! I'm your kid, and I'm for your own good..."

Yin Jun was still chattering there, but no one paid any attention to him.

The next morning, everyone got up on time.

Only Yin Jun, who slept late, stayed in bed and refused to get up, and was finally carried out by Zhuo Yixiao from the bed.

Because there was one more person in the dormitory, the washing time was delayed for a while, but the five of them went to the cafeteria as lively as usual.

However, the news that Lan Xiaoying was kicked out of the dormitory has spread.

Along the way, the trainees he met looked at him strangely.

In fact, there was no need to spread the word at all, his black and blue eyes already showed that the master had an unpleasant experience the night before.

Although Lan Xiaoying wore a pair of framed mirrors in an attempt to hide it, it couldn't hide anything.

Lan Xiaoying didn't care, she flicked her hair and twisted her waist, she was full of queenly aura.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, the five of them queued up to order the meals they wanted.Once the target group was divided into individuals, gossip people couldn't help but gather around.

They were embarrassed to ask about Lan Xiaoying, so they focused on another gossip that was more interesting.

While Song Wenxing went to the steamed bun window to have breakfast alone, a few good trainees surrounded him.

"Hey Song Wenxing, yesterday's hot search said that you helped Chi Qiao pay back the liquidated damages, is that true?" Someone asked.

"You can't talk nonsense. I didn't pay him back. I borrowed it from him, and I want to pay it back." Song Wenxing corrected him, "The rounding is his own money, and it has nothing to do with me."

"What, isn't this still your money?" Another person muttered, "I can't tell, you're quite generous, why are you being so nice to Chi Qiao?"

"Why, I am happy when I have money, and spend my money as I like." Song Wenxing didn't even turn his head, ignoring his answers.

His attention was all on the steaming steamer behind the window: "Sister, can you help me get a flower roll? I want a smaller one, I can't finish the big one... eh, that's it, yes, that's fine , thank you sister!"

"I heard that you also helped him set up a line with Wenhuang Entertainment. Didn't you have a bad fight with Wenhuang Entertainment when you left the team? Why did you push Chi Qiao down the moment you jumped out of the fire pit?" The previous one People kept asking non-stop, and even squeezed to Song Wenxing's side, asking furtively, "Actually, you want to take this opportunity to bring down Chi Qiao—oh! It's so hot!"

Song Wenxing withdrew his hand from putting the flower roll in his mouth, gave him a blank look, turned around again, and said to the window: "Sister, please help me get another flower roll, it should be smaller, thank you."

The people around quickly dispersed, not daring to pester them anymore, for fear that Song Wenxing would stuff their mouths with flower rolls next.

As soon as the person left, Song Wenxing's surroundings immediately became clear.

He took another flower roll, carried the dinner plate, and went to the porridge window: "Sister, I want a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, a small bowl is fine."

The cafeteria lady wearing a mask behind the window smiled and bent her eyes with crow's feet that can kill flies: "Okay! I'll give you some extra meat, just wait."

"Thank you sister!" Song Wenxing thanked obediently.

Just as Song Wenxing was standing at the window, watching helplessly the auntie in the cafeteria kept scooping minced meat into his bowl, another person suddenly came beside him: "Auntie, I want a big bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. More."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Song Wenxing: "You have a sweet mouth, can this be called sister?"

"Being polite is not a bad thing." Song Wenxing didn't even turn his head.

Bai Lian laughed: "Is this how you bought Chi Qiao, Zhuo Yixiao and Lan Xiaoying? ——Sweet mouth, willing to spend money, willing to work hard?"

"Hey." Song Wenxing was amused, he turned to look at Bai Lian, "You have money and connections, you can do it."

"Oh, I'm not as good as you." Bai Lian said in a sour tone, "You're trying to make Mrs. Wen happy like this, otherwise how could he let you leave the group so easily and sign someone you recommended?"

At this moment, the aunt in the cafeteria brought Song Wenxing's porridge to the window, and said with a smile, "Come on, brother, your porridge."

"Thank you sister." Song Wenxing bent his eyes, stretched out his hand, and carefully transferred the bowl to his dinner plate.

"Here, yours." The aunt in the cafeteria then took out Bailian's porridge and put it on the window sill vigorously.

Bai Lian took the bowl over and looked at it, almost turning his nose in anger.

The same porridge with preserved egg and lean meat was ordered by the same aunt in the cafeteria. Song Wenxing’s small bowl of porridge was full of minced meat and preserved eggs, while his own big bowl was full of white porridge and vegetables, only a little bit less. Meatballs and broken preserved eggs float on the porridge.

Song Wenxing took a look at Bailian's bowl, and laughed mercilessly: "Hehe, who made me so likable."

Bai Lian was about to die of anger: "You—"

"What are you talking about with this kind of sour chicken?" Yin Jun turned from the side with a plate in one hand, and took his plate from Song Wenxing with the other, "Come on, I'll get it for you."

Bai Lian stared at the two of them, suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered: "Huh! Yin Jun, what are you proud of? You found out that Xiao Song Wenxing has a good relationship with everyone, with your brother, with your father, and with you." Your brother's stepfather is also on good terms. Your family has been taken away by him, you are so pitiful."

Yin Jun, who had just turned around, paused, then turned back: "What did you say?"

"I said, you are so pitiful, I feel sorry for you." Bai Lian repeated, "Your brother is making a movie for nothing, and you are looking for your father to be the director, and you are looking for Xiao Song Wenxing to be the leading actor, but you are not looking for your own brother." It seems that your brother also thinks that your acting skills are bad, tsk, isn’t it? My brother has been the son of a citizen since he was a child, and my younger brother can only act in bad movies. If it was me, I don’t want to admit that you are my younger brother.”

"Brother Jun!" Song Wenxing glared at Bai Lian and lowered his voice, "Don't listen to his nonsense!"

No one understands better than Song Wenxing, this is Yin Jun's Achilles' heel.

Ever since he was a child, what Yin Jun cared most about was how others would compare him with Tubai!

Yin Jun obviously didn't listen to Song Wenxing's words, he held two dinner plates, tilted his head, frowned and looked at Bai Lian: "None of your business?"

"It's none of my business, I just feel sorry for you." Bai Lian smiled softly, "It's just that you are really useless, not even a little finger of Tu Bai's."

It's over. It's over.

Song Wenxing thought desperately.

Bai Lian's provocative behavior is tantamount to throwing a carnival party on Yin Jun's anger point!

"You're fucking endless, aren't you!" Yin Jun was really irritated.

He slammed the dinner plate on the ground with a loud bang, and the food spilled all over the floor, onto his trouser legs and expensive limited-edition sneakers.

There was too much movement here, which attracted the surrounding trainees and staff to look over.

"Brother Jun!" Song Wenxing was a little anxious, reaching out to pull Yin Jun's clothes.

Yin Jun, who was furious, shook off his hand and pointed at Bai Lian: "I tell you, I have endured you for a long time, don't fuck your face..."

"Who are you tolerating, you still swearing?"

A quiet voice suddenly came from behind Yin Jun.

Yin Jun replied without thinking: "Whoever is stupid, I will say who..."

Halfway through the speech, he suddenly realized something, closed his mouth with a blue face, and turned his head abruptly.

Then, his face turned greener.

Tu Bai, who was wearing a long black down jacket, stood behind Yin Jun, with his hands in his pockets, looking at him calmly.

Song Wenxing stood beside him, pursing his lips, with a pitiful expression of "I called you just now".

Yin Jun: "..."

Ahhhhh!

What the hell did he do in front of his half brother!

The author has something to say: Yin Jun: Society dies every day, come to my house today :)

Song Wenxing: I said it all...

Lan Xiaoying: Two zeros have no future!

Tubai:?

Lu Zhicheng: No name :)

Failed earlier, good night quq