After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

The women's clothes in the Tianzi No. [-] dormitory instantly shattered the original sad atmosphere, everyone laughed, and the air was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

The program team left some time for everyone to say goodbye.

As the game progresses, more and more people leave, and fewer and fewer people stay.

Although he has faced parting scenes several times, Song Wenxing couldn't help feeling sad when he saw those familiar faces who had been together in the past covered with tears because they had to leave the stage.

"Brother Jun, maybe it's a bit selfish to think so." Song Wenxing leaned his head on Yin Jun's shoulder and said in a low voice, "But every time I think by chance, ah, it's a good thing that the one who left was not one of the five of us. anyone."

"Yes." Yin Jun also put his head on Song Wenxing's head, and the two heads leaned on each other, "I thought so too. Lord, I'm guilty."

"We are good or bad." Song Wenxing sighed.

"We are good or bad." Yin Jun sighed.

"For the promoted trainees, although everyone will not be able to go home for the New Year tomorrow, the program team has prepared a very sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner for you." Seeing that the time was almost up, Lu Zhicheng picked up the microphone again and said with a smile, "Mobile phones will also be distributed Here you go, let everyone rest."

"I suddenly really want to be eliminated." A trainee sighed, "I really want to go home for the New Year."

"Why? Otherwise, I'll trade with you. I'll stay and advance, and you go home for the New Year." Someone answered immediately.

"Don't do it!"

"PD, I have a problem." Song Wenxing sat up straight and raised his hand suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Lu Zhicheng looked over.

"Will the mentors also come to celebrate the New Year with us?" Song Wenxing stood up, looking into Lu Zhicheng's eyes and asked.

Lu Zhicheng knew what Song Wenxing meant.

He wanted to ask himself if they would be together.

Lu Zhicheng sighed: "About this issue, I have a bad news and a good news to inform you."

"What?" Everyone was immediately alert, and even Song Wenxing's expression became tense.

"The bad news is that I'm going to the New Year's Eve party tomorrow night." Seeing everyone taking the bait, Lu Zhicheng suppressed the corners of his mouth and said with pretended regret.

"Me too." Luo Yuan assisted.

"Me too." Li Yingying assisted.

"I'm not." Tu Bai disrupted the atmosphere, "I want to accompany my family."

"Ah—" Hearing the instructors' answers, everyone couldn't help but show disappointed expressions.

He is still so busy...

Song Wenxing lowered his eyes in disappointment, curled his lips unhappily, and sat down.

"The good news is that I'm attending Orange Video's New Year's Eve party." Lu Zhicheng had a panoramic view of everyone's disappointed expressions, especially Song Wenxing's expression, and suddenly laughed like a joke, "I've already applied to the program team , they agreed to let you go to the party to watch the party together."

"Wow—" Hearing that there was a turning point in the future, the trainees were stunned for half a second, and after realizing it, they cheered again.

"PD is good or bad!" someone blamed.

This guy……

Song Wenxing suppressed the joy in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at Lu Zhicheng again.

The moment they looked at each other, he threw a "you are looking for death" eye knife at the other party.

Lu Zhicheng gave him a playful wink back.

……

On the morning of New Year's Eve, it snowed lightly. This was the first snow since the beginning of winter, but Song Wenxing, a southerner who had never seen snow, was very happy.

The program team kept their promise, gave the trainees a day off, and returned their mobile phones.

But everyone was not in the mood to play. After sending the eliminated trainees away, everyone hid and called their family and friends.

It's New Year's Eve.

Song Wenxing lamented how quickly time passed in his heart, while making a video call to his mother, but before it rang a few times, his mother cut off the phone.

"Hey?" Song Wenxing looked at the "The other party refused to call" on the screen in bewilderment, and his mother's voice call suddenly came back.

Song Wenxing picked up the phone: "What are you doing, sorry to see me?"

"Stars." My mother's hearty voice came from the receiver, and the background sound was very noisy, "We are at your grandparents' house! We even brought your grandparents here!"

"Wow, will the two families celebrate the New Year together this year?" Song Wenxing immediately thought of the lively scene, and was immediately envious, "What delicious food are you having for the New Year's Eve dinner today?"

"It's all your favorite food, pork and cabbage dumplings, braised pork with preserved vegetables, black chicken soup stewed with old hen, steamed pangasius, tofu balls, roast duck, egg rolls, Huanxi..." Mom counted the dishes.

"Ah——" Song Wenxing became more and more hungry as he listened, and couldn't help crying, "I really want to eat. Mom, you give the phone to grandma, I..."

Before I finished speaking, someone on the other end of the phone seemed to call my mother, who interrupted Song Wenxing with an "ah" and said, "Oh, we are so busy here, so I won't tell you now. My dear son , remember to eat New Year’s Eve dinner!”

Song Wenxing held back what he hadn't finished saying: "...Okay, goodbye mom, happy New Year's Eve."

The call was hung up hastily.

I thought that my parents would be sad if I was not at home for the New Year for the first time, but I didn’t expect them not only not to be lonely, but also to bring the two old people together, which was very lively. Feeling.

Song Wenxing lay prone on the back of the chair, resting his chin on his arms, looking sullenly at the other people in the dormitory.

Chi Qiao had already talked to her family on the phone in the morning, and she still apologized guiltily to her parents on the phone, saying that she couldn't go back to celebrate the New Year again.

Zhuo Yixiao seldom contacted his family, and even called his parents for the first time. Although he just said a few words casually, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

Yin Jun is on the phone with his father: "...Happy New Year's Eve, Dad, where is my mother? Oh no, I called you, of course not to ask where my mother is... just having dinner in the program group, um, my brother He shouldn't come....What? When will I retire from the competition and go back to filming? Please, I finally made it to the top three...Okay, okay, let's not talk, hang up, happy new year."

After finishing the call, Yin Jun glanced at the call time on the phone, and complained silently: "3 minutes, it's really short enough."

"It's a record. Wasn't it difficult for you to talk to Uncle Yin for more than a minute?" Song Wenxing teased him.

"Hmph..." Yin Jun put the phone aside, "When I make a call, I'm told to quit the game and go home to celebrate the New Year. It's so annoying."

"Be content." Lan Xiaoying, who was lying on the bed while eating potato chips and watching dramas, gave him a sideways glance, "At least you still have a dad who can teach you a lesson. My parents already thought I died outside."

"Why do you say it's unlucky for the New Year's Eve." Song Wenxing stood up, lay down on Lan Xiaoying's bed, and pushed Lan Xiaoying to the edge of the bed, "I heard that the program team prepared a New Year's Eve dinner for us in advance today, at three o'clock in the afternoon I’m starting to eat, so looking forward to it.”

Eat the New Year's Eve dinner early at three o'clock, and go to the party at six o'clock, which starts at seven o'clock.

"If you don't prepare a Manchu banquet for us, I'm sorry for the scolding I received." Yin Jun said.

I thought that the rich father of Tangerine Video would invite everyone to a high-end restaurant for a big meal, but I didn't expect to eat at the indoor venue where the program is usually recorded. At twelve o'clock, the election management also recruited a few strong The trainees went to help arrange the scene.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the trainees arrived at the dinner party on time.

Strangely, the two doors turned out to be closed.

"The door is still closed, so mysterious." Yin Jun was amazed.

"Will there be any surprises?" Song Wenxing asked.

The trainees gathered at the door, talking a lot.

After counting the number of people, the staff at the door smiled and opened the two doors.

Then, the trainees were shocked to find that their parents and family members had already sat in the prepared venue, with hot meals and dishes on the table, waiting for their arrival!

It turns out that this is the surprise that the program team prepared for everyone!

The trainees called out:

"mom!"

"dad?"

"grandmother!"

One by one they recognized their family members and ran to them in surprise and joy.

After Song Wenxing found the smiling faces of his father, mother, and sister in the crowd, he couldn't help shouting, and rushed up: "Dad! Mom! Sister!"

"There are also grandparents and grandparents." The old people happily poked their heads out from behind, and took turns to hug Song Wenxing, rubbing and rubbing.

Song Wenxing was rubbed in everyone's arms. Looking at the dishes he liked on the table, he couldn't hold back his tears.

He thought that his parents didn't have him in their hearts at all, but he didn't know that surprises were waiting here.

Both Chi Qiao and Zhuo Yixiao's parents came. Yin Jun's father was not present, but his mother and grandparents came together.

Lan Xiaoying had severed her relationship with her parents a long time ago, and the program team couldn't contact his parents, so the staff of the program team spontaneously gathered a table to accompany Lan Xiaoying to have the New Year's Eve dinner.

There is no family to prepare a New Year's Eve dinner for him, and the dishes on the table are all takeaways ordered by the staff out of their own pockets.

"Why! Why are you so sensational! I'm so moved!" Lan Xiaoying complained vaguely while stuffing braised pork ribs into her mouth, crying, "It's delicious... woo woo woo... I haven't had it for a long time. I have eaten New Year's Eve dinner..."

Taking advantage of the break between meals, Song Wenxing introduced four good friends to his family, and met Chi Qiao and Zhuo Yixiao's parents.

Chi Qiao's parents looked like him, they were gentle and decent intellectuals, and they spoke kindly.

Zhuo Yixiao's parents were relatively ordinary and seemed very reserved, but Zhuo Yixiao still put his arms around their shoulders and introduced them to everyone generously.

Song Wenxing's parents were more enthusiastic, and soon got to know all the parents of the trainees present, and affectionately pulled Lan Xiaoying, who was alone, to eat with them.

The program team not only invited the trainees to watch the New Year's Eve party live, but also invited the families of all the trainees together, and reserved a special seat for everyone.

The party was very exciting. In addition to the programs of well-known artists and big names, the collaborative stage between Li Yingying and Luo Yuan was also eye-catching.

Tubai didn't come, he never accepted any invitation to the New Year's Eve party, because he wanted to leave all the time for his family members.

The most exciting thing was Lu Zhicheng's singing and dancing program.

Lu Zhicheng performed his latest single that has not yet been released. Both the dance and the music are very explosive.When he performed, the audience screamed all the time.

Song Wenxing pointed to Lu Zhicheng on the stage, raised his proud face, and excitedly said to his family: "Lu Zhicheng is super handsome, isn't he!"

"Oh, handsome." Dad squinted his presbyopic eyes and looked at the stage, "It's just that the lights are too dazzling."

"I just watched it when I was eating, he is really a nice guy." Mom looked at Lu Zhicheng on the stage with a smile like looking at her son-in-law, "Xing Xing, does he really not want to fall in love?"

Song Wenxing was startled, wouldn't his mother still be thinking about asking him to match Lu Zhicheng and his sister?

Good guy, that's not okay!

He bit the bullet, leaned close to his mother's ear, and whispered, "He...he has a relationship."

"Ah? Didn't you say you can't fall in love?" Mom asked in surprise.

Song Wenxing began to persuade with half truth and half falsehood: "He has someone he likes. Although he can't fall in love, but they are in love with each other, so it's not easy for us to separate them, right?"

"That's it." Mom showed a regretful expression, "I don't know whose child is so lucky, such a good young man..."

It's your child!Song Wenxing shouted in his heart.

After Lu Zhicheng's performance ended, the applause continued for a long time.

Song Wenxing made excuses to go to the bathroom, but actually sneaked backstage to find Lu Zhicheng.

"Are you looking for Brother Cheng? He went outside just now and said he wanted to get some fresh air." The staff kindly showed Song Wenxing the way, "It's not long since I left, you can definitely find him now."

"Thank you." Song Wenxing nodded, just ran two steps, then stopped suddenly, looked back at the things in the staff's hands, "What are you holding in your hand?"

"Eh? This?" The staff member lowered his head, "Do you want it?"

Lu Zhicheng went out to smoke.

It's not that he doesn't have pressure, but he hides all the pressure in his heart and vents it all by smoking.

Every time a stage is completed, the first thing Lu Zhicheng does after stepping down is to find a corner where no one is around to smoke.

Leaving the scene backstage, Lu Zhicheng found a random place to sit down.

On New Year's Eve, the cold wind blew across his face, and the hot sweat that had just been splashed on the stage gradually cooled down. The cold sweat stuck to his body, making him extra sober.

He took out the cigarette case from his coat pocket, took out one, and bit it between his teeth. With the other hand, he fumbled for the lighter and lit the cigarette.

"Lu Zhicheng!"

Just after taking a sip, Lu Zhicheng suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him.

Lu Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, then looked back, Song Wenxing was running all the way towards him holding a handful of things.

Song Wenxing ran to Lu Zhicheng and stopped: "I've been looking for you for a long time!"

With the help of the dim street light, Lu Zhicheng saw clearly the large handful of fireworks in Song Wenxing's hands, with a surprised smile in his eyes: "Where did you get the incense sticks?"

He took the cigarette out of his mouth, intending to snuff it out.

"It was given by a staff member." Song Wenxing waved the fireworks in his hand and stopped him, "Hey wait a minute, don't pinch it yet, light it for me."

Lu Zhicheng was startled for a moment, then smiled.

He held the cigarette between his two fingers, and put it close to the cigarette sparkler in Song Wenxing's hand, without lighting it.

Song Wenxing grinned and said "Oh".

"It's very windy here." Lu Zhicheng blocked it with his other hand as he said, and put the cigarette close to the fireworks in Song Wenxing's hand again,

This time with the cover, the incense sticks were easily lit.After the fuse burned for two seconds, the fireworks burst into brilliant flames in an instant.

"I liked playing this the most when I was a child!" Song Wenxing exclaimed happily, and gave half of the incense and fireworks to Lu Zhicheng, "Here you are!"

Lu Zhicheng stretched out his hand to catch the cigarettes and fireworks, imitating Song Wenxing, holding the fireworks in circles in mid-air.

Due to the rapid movement of the lit part of the fireworks, a circular aperture is drawn in the dark, and the sparks are scattered, looking gorgeous and beautiful.

"Have you played this before?" Song Wenxing turned to Lu Zhicheng while flicking the fireworks.

"I used to play with my grandparents when I was a child, and they would buy them for me during the Chinese New Year." Seeing Song Wenxing waving fireworks excitedly like a child, Lu Zhicheng laughed.

He stared at the burning stick of cigarettes in his hand, slightly lost in thought: "I haven't played it since I went abroad."

"Why? Don't you set off fireworks abroad?" Song Wenxing was distracted by his last words, stopped throwing fireworks, and turned to look at him.

"No one bought it for me. Later, during the Chinese New Year, I bought it myself, and it didn't feel very interesting." The cigarette burnt down, Lu Zhicheng pursed his lips.

"It's okay." Song Wenxing laughed and said naturally, "I can give you half of my fireworks in the future!"

Lu Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, but Song Wenxing added: "No, I can give you all my fireworks."

Silly goose.

Lu Zhicheng couldn't help laughing: "You..."

Before the words fell, the shutter sound suddenly sounded from the nearby bushes.

Lu Zhicheng and Song Wenxing turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw a figure carrying a camera hurriedly escaped from behind the bushes through the night.

"A paparazzi?!" Song Wenxing glanced at Lu Zhicheng in shock.

Still an unprofessional dumb paparazzi who didn't set the mute!

Song Wenxing subconsciously turned his head to chase after him, but Lu Zhicheng grabbed his arm.

"Stop chasing." Lu Zhicheng shook his head, "I can't catch up."

"But..." Song Wenxing looked back at the direction where the paparazzi disappeared, his face was full of unwillingness.

"It's okay." Lu Zhicheng let go of his arm and patted him on the shoulder, "The public relations will take care of it, I'll take you back to the party first. It's New Year's Eve, don't be in a bad mood."

Half an hour later, two tags with Lu Zhicheng's name were on the trending searches at the same time.

The first one is #Lu Zhicheng New Year’s Stage Haoran#, which has existed for a long time.

The second one is #卢之成热烟被摄#, which appeared suddenly, and took a sneak photo of Lu Zhicheng smoking.In the night, the silhouette of Lu Zhicheng's profile that was secretly photographed was blurry but still handsome, and the cigarette butt between his fingers was very bright.

【Lu Zhicheng actually smokes, disqualified as an idol! 】

[Artists are under a lot of pressure and need to vent, in fact, it's understandable]

[Lu Zhicheng's stage just now was really exciting, please pay more attention to the work]

[But why is Lu Zhicheng so handsome even smoking a cigarette]

There is a lot of discussion on the Internet about Lu Zhicheng being photographed smoking. After the party over there, the 404 program team sent the trainees back to the Orange Building after saying goodbye to their families, and took out all kinds of fireworks that had been prepared for a long time. , Let the trainees celebrate the new year together.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of the New Year's Eve, and no one noticed what happened to the hot search.

Not long after, the Tag of #卢之伟烟烟被拍# mysteriously disappeared from the hot search list.

Instead, there is a magical Tag called #卢之世用类烟点火火好Su#.

This tag is also accompanied by pictures, and there are three dynamic ones, which capture the scenes of Song Wenxing holding fireworks to find Lu Zhicheng, Lu Zhicheng using cigarettes to light fireworks for Song Wenxing, and two people holding fireworks together.

This wave of public relations operations by Wenhuang Entertainment has successfully shifted the attention of netizens from "Lu Zhicheng smokes" to "Lu Zhicheng lights fireworks for Song Wenxing".

【What kind of peerless God is Lu Zhicheng? The moment he lit the fireworks, he laughed too much.】

[It's too sweet!The two of them laughed so happily! 】

[Ha ha ha ha two people throwing fireworks like elementary school chickens]

At zero o'clock, the New Year's bell rang.

The colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky, everyone laughed and danced, and took pictures with their mobile phones.

When everyone was busy taking pictures, Song Wenxing turned his head subconsciously, and searched for Lu Zhicheng's face in the chaos with the help of the flickering fire.

The next moment, he saw those familiar eyes, and found that Lu Zhicheng was also looking for him in the crowd.

They looked at each other from a distance across the crowd.

Like a tacit understanding, the two laughed at the same time.

Happy New Year, Lu Zhicheng.

I wish you good health and success in everything.

Listening to the sound of fireworks exploding in the night sky, Song Wenxing looked at Lu Zhicheng's smiling face and meditated in his heart.

We celebrate New Year's Eve together.

I hope that one day we can spend New Years Eve together alone, just the two of us.

I hope that one day we can be together in a fair way.

I hope you can always like me.

At the same time, when everyone is cheering for the New Year's Eve at zero o'clock, the CP fans in #丁星CP# Chaohua are also beating gongs and drums to celebrate the New Year.

[The CP I'm drinking is getting candy!Chengxing CP fans celebrate the New Year with everyone! 】

【I am the firework held in the hands of the stars and lit by brother Chengzi!Snapped!I exploded!Ha ha ha ha! 】

【Cheng Xing is the pendant! CP fans are here to wish everyone a happy new year!Happy New Year to everyone! 】

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