chatter [entertainment]

chatter [entertainment]

Author: Ke Yao

Copywriting

The guitarist of the popular men's group was exposed to insulting and attacking the lead singer of the team for a long time on the Weibo trumpet, and the time span was as long as ten years!

Shut up: Why is Shell talking so much?

Shut up: Is there something wrong with Shell?

Shut Up: How to make a guy shut up?

Shut up: I'm tired, can I put something in Shell's mouth to keep him from talking? ? ?

The eyes of all the black fans were green, and they all took out the Red Bull on the keyboard and put on a fight until dawn posture, but what happened to this group of fans? !

Black fan No. 1: As the face of the team, he actually attacked the team members personally. Are all the current stars so poor in quality?

Fan: Wu Fuyang hasn't killed Xie Er until now, how much he loves him! !

Black Fan No. 2: One thing on the surface, one thing behind the other, which shows how bad Wu Fuyang's character is.

Fan: Ahhh, so cute, I didn't expect to complain behind my back!

Black Fan No. 3: After being friends for so many years, it turned out that he was insulting him behind his back for many years. Xie Er is really pitiful.

Fan: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah? !I don't even have the patience to write a diary for myself! ! !It's all like this, isn't Shell still married?

Black Fan No. 4: As a public figure, you actually have the intention of immoral behavior, so there is no bottom line?

Fan: Yes, but I have a sister who wants to know what plug you use?

Black powder:  …

Black fans: Come, come, come, this is the last bottle of Red Bull, let's resign together after drinking it.

Xie Ershou X Wu Fuyang Gong

Ps:

1. sweet

2. Bamboo Horse Bamboo Horse

3. Daily orientation

4. Update the next night (if nothing happens)

5. Xiaobai writes and accepts criticism

Content tags: special liking entertainment circle sweet text cool text

Search keywords: Protagonist: Xie Er, Wu Fuyang┃Supporting actors: Qiao Yufan, Peng Wei, Pan Yue, Tian Ge┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: Shut up, please!

Idea: When the soul gets used to a person's voice

Chapter 1

Company practice room.

The volume of the stereo was turned up so loudly that the brightly lit small grids in a building went out one by one, until only this one remained.

A group of half-sized guys were lying on the floor in disorder, each of them was sweating profusely and their clothes were messy.

"Fuck! Gouyang, can you be a human being???" Xie Er stood up halfway from the ground, his back straight.

The penetrating power of the sound was so strong that it cut a bloody path out of the loud background music, and precisely drilled into Wu Fuyang's ears.

After only holding on for two seconds, Shell collapsed on the ground again after shouting, leaving only the mobile phone stubbornly held above his head.

He commented on Bai Shu's Weibo, "Buy, buy, buy!", "I'll buy them all for you!"

Only Wu Fuyang was dazzling.

"Please recognize the reality, nothing is cute in your hands."

Wu Fuyang was separated from him by a person, with his arms resting on his eyes, his breath had calmed down now, only a layer of sweat was left shining under the light.

After a while, Wu Fuyang stood up and went to the corner to turn off the stereo.Then he turned to Shell, who was lying like a zombie, and kicked him.

"Going to buy a drink?"

His voice wasn't too loud, but when the stereo was turned off, the whole practice room was so quiet that only the sound of their breathing remained.

Upon hearing this, everyone reflexively looked at the small bench at the door.

Oh, Brother Tian is not here.

"I want Coke."

"Sprite."

"pulsation."

"Assam!"

"I want a Coke too!"

"..."

A group of people said one sentence after another, regardless of whether Wu Fuyang was listening or not.

Every time when Brother Tian was not around to secretly buy drinks, as long as Wu Fuyang went, no matter how messy the report was, he would be able to buy the right drinks for everyone accurately.

Everyone has gotten used to it. Wu Fuyang is a man with a good brain.

Shell flopped and kicked him before standing up, wobbling as if he could fall in the next second.

Wu Fuyang walked beside him, occasionally helping him.

The door of the practice room was closed, and Qiao Yufan, who was paralyzed on the ground, suddenly wondered, "Apart from the two of us, there are only three of us, why did you report five or six people just now?"

The beach next to him——Pan Yue: "Oh, I said two."

The puddle next to him——Peng Wei: "Me too."

"..."

After a while, Pan Yue slowly turned his head and narrowed his eyes to look at him: "I remember that I said six in total."

Qiao Yufan smiled and slumped on the ground and waved his hands without even raising his arms, "I want two too."

Pan Yue: "..."

Peng Bo: "Be an individual."

Shell was talking all the way, and he didn't stop with a small mouth.

From "The photos of Baishu are beautiful" to "After the concert, I will sleep for three days and three nights", the content is so wide that a list is longer than the purchase list in the supermarket downstairs.

Wu Fuyang's cell phone was in his pocket, he was wearing a hat, and his coat was only on his shoulders.It's already early winter, and the temperature in the middle of the night makes people shrink into sardines in a can.

The sweat from the training was carried away by the cold wind, and it was also hot all over, but when I went downstairs, my heart was already feeling cold.

The moment they walked out of the corner of the stairs, the two of them gathered their coats at the same time.

Shell's coat was neatly dressed, and he couldn't help re-wrapping the coat even when the wind blew, and hugged himself tightly with his arms.Turning to see Wu Fuyang's coat draped over his shoulders, he came over to help him put it on cursingly, and zipped it up again.

"In such a cold day, are you afraid that you won't be able to freeze into a popsicle?"

It was freezing cold, and the hot air he exhaled instantly turned into white mist, blinding his eyes.Wu Fuyang slightly lowered his head to watch Xie Er tremblingly unzip his jacket, the corners of his eyes were watery from the cold, and he was still blushing.

The tip of the nose, ears, and cheeks were all stained with a faint color of blood, but the color of the originally rosy lips was reversed, faintly pale.

Schell was wearing a black coat, as delicate as a china doll in the cold and windy morning.

"How old are you?"

Shell, who was frozen into a porcelain doll, curled his lips, "Oh, no more than [-] years old, barely able to be your ancestor. But you can call me grandpa if you want, I am willing to suffer a bit."

Wu Fuyang, who asked the question by accident, felt that Xie Er was exquisitely like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy because of his obsession and confusion for a while, but now his brain hurts from his rebellious speech.

Of course it could be frozen too.

In short, Wu Fuyang, who regretted saying that very much, turned his head and left.

Xie Er looked at him with a smile, and was shocked by the cold wind that came in through the crack in the side door of the hall. He jumped on the spot and quickly caught up with Wu Fuyang.

"wait for me."

There was a supermarket next door, but they didn't go there.Because Brother Tian reached an agreement with the boss, every time he buys something, he will buy it in the supermarket, on the condition that the people in his group will tell him when they buy drinks or junk food.

Since Brother Tian needs to buy things for a group of them in the supermarket frequently, he is a big customer compared to them.

The owner was very conscientious and after getting caught a few times they never visited again.

Fortunately, they later discovered that there was a vending machine at the back door, complete with drinks.

The vending machine just happened to be in the small space separated by the door bucket, and the wind couldn't get in.Shell regained a little vitality now, and started blah blah blah blah again.

Wu Fuyang scanned the QR code to pay, his voice was a little cold, "Take out your drink."

Xie Er squatted down when he heard the words, and reached out to take it when he heard a thud.

He didn't look at the shelves above, but just stared at the pick-up opening, and he had to guess every time he took something.

"It's Coke."

"This time it must be Coke!"

"This time it should be green tea. I have a very strong hunch."

It may be Coke, it may be Sprite, anything is possible.

It's like he's playing a game, and he never gets tired of it.

Wu Fuyang sometimes doesn't understand why he can always take a very boring thing as a very interesting thing, and have a good time, and he didn't remind him that no one asked for green tea this time.

He has thought about it many times, and tried to mentally hint to himself that something is interesting when no one is around.

However, it's still boring.

After all the drinks were bought, Shell was already surrounded by drinks, and he was still muttering, "This time I guessed three correctly."

Wu Fuyang bent down to pick up five bottles, and left him the drink that he had put aside after he guessed right.

The weather was too cold, maybe because of the kindness that Xie Er gave him to dress just now, Wu Fuyang rarely said a good word, with a vague feeling of an adult pampering a child.

"Let's go, three-eighths, better than last time."

Shell stretched the sleeves of his coat, curled his arms, and wrapped his drink in the sleeves.

He followed Wu Fuyang in two or three steps, "Yes, I think that sooner or later I will be able to guess all of them correctly."

Wu Fuyang took the time to look back at him, and he looked really happy.

He is always so happy, even if he just quarreled and fought with him, as long as he is coaxed, he will be happy again.

It's like never being bothered.

The practice room is on the third floor, I don't know why, obviously exhausted from practicing dance, and obviously can't wait to go back to the warm room, but neither of them intends to take the elevator,

At this time, only the practice room and the security room downstairs were occupied in the whole building.Even the lights in the stairwell turned on reluctantly for a while when they stepped on that section of stairs, and then went out as soon as they left this section.

Xie Er followed Wu Fuyang with a drink in his arms, occasionally jumping up and down.

His mouth still didn't stop.

"It's so cold, I want to eat hot pot."

"..."

"I don't know if brother Tian will take us to dinner after our concert."

"..."

"I kind of want to eat your cooking