Faithful Dog Guidebook [Quick Transmigration]

Everything happened between flashes and flints. Several spare headlights on the truss were shaken and loosened from the fixed wires around them. Together with the gravity offset, the whole truss began to tilt to one side. Seeing It's about to hit the two of them on the head.

"careful!"

At that moment, the one who reacted the fastest was the white-haired young man standing behind Zhou Yu. He threw away the cherry red electric guitar that was in his hand, which was too precious but was in the way at the moment, and rushed to hold Zhou Yu. Yu saved his head and fell to the ground.

boom!

The steel truss fell heavily to the ground, but Zhou Yu, who was hugged and fell to the ground, did not suffer much impact or injury because of the palm resting on the back of his head.

Even so, his eyes were still wide open.

The roses and black veil loosely fixed on the top of the head by pins had long since fallen aside. Zhou Yu stretched out his hand and carefully touched the fluffy white hair of the person above him. He didn't realize that his fingers were lightly trembling slightly.

"Hey... Gein..."

It happened so suddenly that the exclamations of the people around were delayed by half a beat.

"Ah! Neil! Go and see, he is under pressure." This is the staff.

"Oh my god!" This was Daniel's voice, "Are you all okay! Gein, Joey!"

"What happened behind?" This is a puzzled question from the front desk.

However, in Zhou Yu's ears, those are just vague and hazy noises, the only thing that has a sense of presence in his ears is the weak but clear breathing of the young man next to his ears.

At that moment, he seemed to see some pictures again.

The silver-white mech standing in the pitch-black universe, the young man smiling brightly towards him in the transparent helmet, the vast starry sky, and... the explosion.

For a moment, his eyes turned into a shimmering gray-blue, cold and mysterious like inorganic matter, as if he was about to transform into some kind of creature other than human beings, but the next moment his thoughts were pulled Back to the world.

Boo!

A certain dog who was playing dead on him secretly kissed him on the side of the face in full view of the crowd because of the dim view of the backstage and the chaotic scene.

Zhou Yu: Eyes dead in an instant ==.

"Hey." The young man who succeeded in the sneak attack chuckled triumphantly, then raised his head and called out loudly.

"Hiss... 噫! Broken leg! Broken leg! I can't move at all! Daniel, why are you dazed by the side? Hurry up and move this thing away!"

Ah, how could this guy with rough skin and thick flesh die? Sure enough, he was thinking too much.

Zhou Yu reflected on her redundant worries.

999 running silently: [Instant brain fluctuation broke through 9 percentage points, so dangerous, it was almost blackened just now...]

Under the scrambling of Boman, Daniel and the staff, the three trapped under the messy wires and shelves were rescued.

Among them, Zhou Yu was the one with the best integrity—he was almost uninjured except for his clothes being a little messed up under the protection of Gein.

Followed by von Geinwell, the boy who claimed to have his leg broken by the lamp stand climbed in front of the guitar that was accidentally injured and broke in two in a crawling posture. After a long silence, he lay down on the smooth surface of the piano and said something in a choked tone.

"Go ahead, brother."

[I still have the strength to act... It seems that there is nothing serious about it. ]

In this regard, 999 commented.

And the most seriously injured one seems to be Neil Essop. This guy was buried under the whole body at that time. This unexpected incident failed to participate in the recording of the semi-finals. Due to the reason, it was judged as the negligence of the props team (the lamps were not firmly fixed on the truss). The qualifications for the competition were reserved until the semi-finals, that is to say, a total of 9 bands finally entered the semi-finals.

……

"That guy is pretty good, but he's too smart." Sitting on the hospital bed, Gein muttered vaguely while chewing on the apple Zhou Yu peeled for him.

"He actually came up with such a vicious trick, he deserved to be smashed into a concussion."

Since Nair was sent to the hospital, he has been refusing to visit. The news is that he is still in a coma due to a severe concussion and has not woken up. Now the Internet is full of fans praying for blessings.

"I don't think so." The young man sitting on the edge of the hospital bed used dexterous techniques to peel off the thin apple skin round and round, and the long apple skin floated in the air like a spring.

Gein's eyes were swaying up and down with the bouncing of the apple peel, and he said casually, "Maybe it's nothing? You don't think he has a concussion?"

The last part of the apple peel ended perfectly. Under Gein’s regretful eyes, the whole thing fell into the trash can. Zhou Yu’s movements stopped. .”

Gein was stunned for three seconds, then swallowed.

It looks like the brain is stalled at the moment of beauty.

Zhou Yu stuffed the whole apple into his mouth expressionlessly, "Forget it, let's eat yours."

Gein was stuffed and fell on his back, raised his hand to take the apple out of his mouth, and then justified his IQ: "I knew he was faking, when he was carried away that day, there was not even a bruise on his head. No, it’s not as serious as my legs, he must be scared seeing us hanging like that, hehe, what a coward.”

"It's good to know." Zhou Yu stood by the bed, pinching his calf which was tied up with a plaster cast with one hand, and raised the shiny fruit knife in his hand under Gein's sweaty expression, "Next time, don't be so reckless." Come straight up on the ground, I think you can follow in the footsteps of your precious guitar."

"Uh... got it." Gein's tone was weak, "Shouldn't the hero be rewarded with a grateful kiss of true love after saving the beauty? It seems that TV dramas are all lies..."

"Ok?"

"No, nothing."

"Humph."

Zhou Yu turned his face sideways, put the knife in his hand on the plate beside the hospital bed, then bent down, grabbed the collar of someone who was still on the bed stupidly, and kissed him with one hand on the bed .

Surprises are called surprises because they always come unexpectedly.

Gein:! ! !

Totally stupid!Forget about reacting!Hot cheeks!Brain dizzy!

[The love value is 10, the current love value is: 90. 】

"Gein, Boman and I came to see... Excuse me, please continue." A voice sounded outside the door, and the door of the ward was opened with a creak and then closed with a bang.

Zhou Yu straightened up and said in a coaxing tone, "This is the end of the grateful kiss of true love welfare."

He rubbed Gein's hairy head.

"Don't do this next time, you know, I will avoid it by myself."

Gein rubbed his palm while laughing foolishly, "Then can you help me to the toilet, I'm inconvenient now, why don't you help me."

"go alone!"

Zhou Yu immediately turned his face, swung his head away, turned around and walked to the door, and opened it.

The two eavesdropping heads outside the door lost their support and almost fell in.

Zhou Yu closed the door from the outside.

Daniel and Boman looked at him with teasing eyes.

"True Love Kiss~~"

"Oh, rare, the gentle version of Joey."

"Enough." Zhou Yu lowered his voice and stopped them from continuing to YY about his relationship with Gein, "Be careful when you go in, if Gein asks about news on the Internet, don't let it slip—especially you, Daniel. "

"Received..." The black drummer who was named curled his lips and said half reluctantly, "But don't you feel a little bit angry when you are hacked like that on the Internet? Those brainless trolls framed you indiscriminately. The backstage pushed Nair, and I don’t know which wicked guy secretly took those photos of Nair covered in nail polish, and spread rumors that it was blood... Now those conspiracy theories are flying all over the sky, and some people say that the show crew and us Conspiring together, allowing us to maliciously oppress the Dream Band, those extremists even posted photos of your death... If you want me to say, you should send out those evidences, so that everyone can open their eyes and see who is the villain."

"Now is not the time." Zhou Yu only said.

Seeing that he was so persistent, the two of them didn't say any more.

"Be careful yourself." Boman said, "Don't go to school recently. There are also many people staying there, so it's better to avoid it at home."

"I have a sense of propriety." Zhou Yu said, his eyes casually glanced at the end of the corridor, and a gray shadow passed by the corner of his eyes.

……

On the other side, there was also a white hospital bed. The pale boy had a bandage on his head, was unconscious on a ventilator, and the life detector beside him was beeping steadily.

Click!

"Filmed."

"so fast?"

The teenager lying on the bed opened his eyes, took off the breathing mask on his face, sat up, and stretched out his hand, "Let me see."

Dream guitarist Blake Keats hands over the phone.

"It's not bad, let's post it like this." Neil said, shaking the bed by himself, and leaning against the head of the bed.

"How long can we procrastinate like this?" Black's expression was a little melancholy, "If we don't participate in the next competition, we will automatically withdraw from the competition."

"It's not what I thought." Neil hugged his chest on the bed, "You also saw that the lead singer of the band pushed me at that moment, and he even splashed nail polish all over me in the dressing room. , how can I sing it?"

Blake just sat aside silently.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "Nair, did you really write Do Not Touch?"

"..." The boy turned his head suddenly, his expression was ugly, "Blake, what do you mean?"

"They're all saying Moments copied your song, but judging from the last live performance, they didn't have to do that at all," Blake said. "I've been in the music business for almost ten years, you can't lie Me, Nell."

The atmosphere in the room fell into a stagnation.

Neil looked at him, and suddenly sneered, "Yes, I refer to the song of the instant band, otherwise, why do you think we passed the preliminary round based on the song "White Angel" you wrote? Admit it, Blake, if We went up to perform at the time, and the result would only be worse. People will find that we are not worthy of our name, and all public opinion will turn against us in an instant, and we will stand on the side of the instant band. At that time, not to mention all the sponsors and investors, no one will. Invite us to participate in the performance, even the agency will freeze us - I don't care, after all, I am still young, I will change careers, there are plenty of opportunities, what about you, you have fallen once, if you do it again, can you still get up ? Are you willing?"

Blake froze.

In fact, Blake Keats is not unknown in this industry. He once had a glorious period, but that was in an earlier era. Not long after entering the industry, Blake Keats’ music career broke down because of a relationship with his agent And fell into a trough, and later because of economic disputes, his cruel ex-boyfriend revealed that he had participated in QQ sex, smoking marijuana and other chaotic lifestyle scandals. cheer up.

"Don't forget, if I hadn't saved you from alcohol and marijuana, you would still be living on loan sharks like this."

Black was awakened by the boy's cold words.

That's right, he has a bad habit of gambling, and sometimes he is really poor, so he goes to a few underground banks to borrow some extra money, and he builds up high debts with compound interest.

It was he who brought the band to such a desperate situation, Blake couldn't help but have such a guilty thought, his eyes were a little red.

"In that case, why did you choose me in the first place?"

Feeling that his companion's thoughts were shaken, and he once again occupied the commanding heights of the right to speak, Neil propped up his body and sat on the edge of the bed, holding Black's face in his hands.

The current music industry is getting younger and younger. People prefer people with good looks over talented people. Blake is already in his twenties. He is not young, but his appearance is not bad, not ugly, and has characteristics. This is very rare.The corners of his eyes and mouth are drooping, and he likes to hunch when he walks. Life has smoothed his corners, making him look thin and depressed like a stray dog.But these look different under the operation of stylists and public relations. People say that he is a decadent, "Mori" man, and they feel that he has a unique temperament. When he stands with Nair, it is like Like a pair of brothers with complementary personalities, this will make them inexplicably well-matched, and the marketing of a band combination requires this kind of match.

That's why he's Nair's second choice.

"Blake, I know you have musical talent." The teenager reported the name of the song he wrote under Black's brighter eyes, "I remember you wrote these songs, and I went to your special performance, Right at the XX bar, at that time everyone was calling your name, including me."

"You are like my musical enlightenment, Blake, I can't bear to see you disappear from the crowd, you are born to shine on the stage." Neil slowed down his tone, earnestly and seductively, "I know you Those who can write better songs than Instant Band, you have your own style and path, you are just temporarily occupied by the trivial things in life, when we become famous all over the country, everyone will rush to give us money, you We can repay those usury loans, and then we can enjoy life while creating music freely, and no one will criticize us any more, and no one will care that one of the songs we have written is similar to others— — After all, there are so many songs in this world, so what if there are two similar ones? Right.”

"But next game..." Black moved his gray eyes dully, as if persuaded.

Nair straightened up and put his hands on the side of the bed, "The next 9-to-4 competition will be a secret ballot by the audience outside the venue. The four bands with the highest number of votes on the entire network will advance. Now all public opinion is talking to us. It is a huge advantage for us, no matter how he turns the band in an instant, he will not be able to turn the waves."

"But if they want to sue us for plagiarism..."

"Don't worry, leave it to me, I will find a way." The boy smiled and leaned back, "Don't worry about what you have and what you don't have. Now, do you want to do something else?"

Blake pursed his lips.

"Come on, brother." Neil fell on the hospital bed, his neckline was open, revealing a large area of ​​white skin and collarbone, "I just want to make you happy."

It is undeniable that Neil's appearance is too attractive for a gay who prefers slender and beautiful boys with blonde hair and blue eyes. Blake is a shy person. Dominance in bed would inflate his self-esteem like never before, which is why he couldn't do without Nair.

He couldn't help but kissed the boy's delicate Adam's apple lovingly, and Neil lay on his back, making a soft and melodious weeping sound like a nightingale.

Halfway through the process, the boy's phone rang, and two words appeared on the screen, it was his father.

Nell's expression changed, and he pushed Blake away, "Wait."

Blake also saw the words on the phone display, and he backed away reluctantly.

In Nair's description, his father is a very strict person who cannot accept the existence of homosexuality, nor accepts Nair's music. The teenager often needs to leave the band and go home alone for a few days. Sometimes when he comes back, Blake can I saw several scars on his body.

Blakely zipped up his trousers and left the room.Nile never let them listen to his conversations with his father.

Because of this, he also missed some important messages.

"Father." The boy was lying on the bed, as if he had just been fished out of the water, covered in sweat, with spring in the corners of his eyes, and the end of his tone rose a little.

I don't know what the person on the other side of the microphone said, but the boy laughed again, that kind of laughter was very different from usual, with a bit of coquettishness, as if there was some kind of pity-loving magic power, he stretched out a finger, Spinning on the sheets, "Do you miss me?"

"...Yeah, I'm 'comatose' right now, so I'm afraid I won't be able to get to you... Oh, stop, I don't want to discuss this with you on the phone."

"Okay, let me think about how to compensate you."

The boy's fingers stopped, "Yes, how about I make it up to you alone?"

"You will never think of it."

Neil narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of uncontrollable malicious pleasure in his tone.

"Joy, fleeting pleasure (Joy, same pronunciation), what do you think?"