Secret love can not continue [entertainment]

Shi Yuqing endured the discomfort in his body and walked slowly to the bathroom.

The gray textured curtain was opened a small slit, and the hazy light hit the top of the hair to form a small swirl, and in the dark place below, it was possible to see countless red marks on his back.

Standing naked/naked in front of the mirror after taking a shower, his pale face and bright red lips were dimly reflected on the misty mirror.

He blinked, then closed his eyes suddenly, trembling his eyelashes, not daring to look down at his already miserable legs.

After tidying up her clothes, she lightly rubbed her face with her fingers. Before the sadness could erode her heart, she was forcibly dispelled by the alarm clock of her mobile phone.

He quickly packed up his things from last night and walked out of the hotel room.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the cold fog filled the air, and the glare of the sun shone through the clouds on the pavement glass of the tall building, and reflected into people's eyes after the collision.

He stood at the entrance of the hotel with his eyes slightly squinted, hailed a taxi, and sat sideways in the back row.

Just a few minutes after sitting down, the person on the phone called over in a hurry. The ringtone of the phone was a popular song, which was popular in the streets and alleys recently, and the singer was also a popular niche recently.

Shi Yuqing stared at the note on the phone for several seconds, until the driver in the front seat thought he hadn't noticed the phone was ringing and reminded him, then he relaxed his brows and connected to the other side.

"Are you crazy!? You haven't finished dealing with the matter here. This variety show is of no use to you at all! It's a waste of time!"

After Wen Qizhou learned that he was already on his way to the set, his eyes were filled with rage, and his forehead was filled with smoke. He thought about the possibility of tying him back, closed his eyes in despair, and softened his voice.

Shi Yuqing eats soft but not hard.

"I have arranged everything for you. You go to Yaoguang Entertainment as a special tutor, and there will be a professional team after that..."

He is more than enough to be the mentor of this company with his ability.

Shi Yuqing is not the only one returning from abroad in this quarter of this year, there are also a large number of professional singers who have been training in retreat for many years.

As soon as he returned to China, he negotiated contracts with major companies in the industry, but he was kind, he dumped his agent and came to this crap show without saying a word.

Early in the morning, Shi Yu guessed that Wen Qizhou would call. He didn't have many friends around him, so Wen Qizhou would remember to fish him back from the huge airport and help him find a place to live.

The volume of the phone was turned down, Shi Yuqing frowned and interrupted him: "I also said that I don't want to go."

"I'm doing it for your own good! Do you think that I want to help everyone? Now that domestic boy groups are expanding, they are not as popular as they were ten years ago. I told you about this show a long time ago. It's nothing to do Feng Lang, fans don’t buy into this kind of talent show at all, you went there to use the program’s various clips as cannon fodder, besides, you just returned to China, the character set was ruined by the program team, do you still want to sing and dance again?”

The person on the other side was a little anxious, with a sense of irritability that he couldn't understand what he said in his tone.

Compared with the anger on the other side, Shi Yuqing's emotions seemed to be covered by the cold fog that penetrated through a little gap.

He closed his eyes and lowered his voice, his eyes were a little empty: "I just want to see him."

The corners of his lips raised an arc, but his expression didn't change: "You know, I don't want to be in the entertainment circle for a long time. After this variety show is over, no matter whether I will enter the boy group or not, I will quit the circle, and there are no people Will pay attention, when the time comes..."

Wen Zhou gritted his teeth and couldn't help but swear, he really wanted to throw the water next to him to wash the other party's mind: "Okay, you can retreat if you want, so what about your benefactor? You went to find your sweetheart so openly What about the money lord? You don’t care? With his influence, knowing that you hooked up with a young boy who has just grown up behind his back, you and Cheng Xingyi pack up and get out!"

Wen Qizhou knew how strong that patron's desire to control him was, he didn't know who that person was, he only knew that Shi Yuqing had known him for three months, and he almost died in his bed.At first, he was worried that Shi Yuqing would be at a disadvantage, and wanted to help investigate the other party's news, but he couldn't get anything out of Shi Yuqing's stuffy gourd.

The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry to die.

"I seemed to mention the end of the relationship with him last night." Judging from the more serious traces of ambiguity on his body than before, it should be that he said something that made him angry.

It was probably the only thing that could make him angry.

Shi Yuqing tilted his head again and added: "Although, he doesn't seem to agree."

"If he agreed, he would have agreed a long time ago... until you bring it up? A person like him will never give others the initiative." Wen Qizhou was a little speechless: "...you just die."

He also thought about it, since Shi Yuqing didn't want to say it, he didn't force it, it was his private matter after all.

It's not complicated if you think about it carefully. It's just a simple transaction of selling one's body and giving money. It is also a kind of strength to be able to pester the gold master for a resource or something.

Who knows, even if there is nothing, Mu Mu looks for him more and more frequently.

He is glad that he is not Shi Yuqing's real brother, and he is also glad that he has no heart disease.

"I would like to advise you, profit and loss in time. Your current situation is not good. After you finally terminated the contract with the former company and messed with that powerful and powerful mysterious financial backer, I can't save you."

Shi Yuqing was in the mood of breaking the pot, and his eyes fell on the endorsement poster on the building in the distance. The young boy's childish face was a little more reckless and flamboyant, and he was unconsciously lost in thought.

Then the voice was a little self-defeating: "Leave me alone."

Wen Qizhou said helplessly: "Shi Yuqing, don't just think about yourself, occasionally log on to your previous Weibo, I will help you get back the account password of your former company, do you know that there are fans who will always like you? ?”

Shi Yuqing hung up the phone, recalling this sentence, her lips became paler, and the blood color faded from her already fair face.

Don't like me.

he thinks.

He began to stare at the scenery outside the window seriously. The city baptized by the heavy rain was air-conditioned, the scenery was hazy, and everything seemed unreal.

Within a minute, a message popped up on the phone.

[Call me if you need anything. ]

He rubbed his fingers slightly, and lay on his back seat sideways.

There were few people on the beach, and the speed of the car was slow. Shi Yuqing was tossed and didn't sleep well last night. The belated sleepiness made him pinch the center of his brows exhaustedly. His eyelids fought and he couldn't tell the winner, so he slowly closed his eyes.

The car swayed, and the scenery outside the window passed by like streamlines. The young man tilted his head, his fluffy hair swaying.

"Here we are, get out of the car." The driver called to the drowsy person behind him.

He opened his eyes, his eyes were sober, he scanned the QR code to check out and got out of the car.

His eyes fell on the glazed red hollow door in front of him.

The door was wide open, and symmetrical green vines on both sides covered the entire fence wall, and deep red roses were picked and planted on both sides of the door.

Walking into the hall of the dormitory, Fan Sheng was sitting on the sofa looking at the documents. When he heard the movement, he glanced at him. The boy standing at the door was wrapped in a gold embroidered jacket, his face drooping slightly.

With his fair and slender fingers pinching the gray retro suitcase, he walked slowly towards the sofa. As the distance drew closer, the corners of his eyes covered by messy hair glowed bright red, and deep in the amber eyes was an indelible Moisture, perhaps due to excessive fatigue, with light blue marks on the fundus of the eyes.

"Fill out this form first."

Even though Fan Sheng was well prepared, he was still shocked when he touched this face.

He swallowed unconsciously, and handed over a form with his finger.

is a personal data sheet.

Shi Yuqing remained silent, sitting beside the sofa, holding a pen to fill in personal information one by one.

The crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the dormitory hall was shining with dazzling white light, and the light and shadow hit his slender and beautiful fingers, and the light and shadow swayed vaguely with the movement of writing.Fan Sheng thought that it would be a good way out for him to play the piano.

"Because you came late, the trainees' dormitories and groups have already been assigned. You don't need to participate in the first training. You can usually wander around in any group. After the results of the first training come out, you can re-evaluate the groups. You can follow whoever you want." Fan Sheng explained softly, scanning his personal information, his voice began to change in tone and startled.

The program team also invited the Asian singer Liang Shuo and the mentors of two well-known girl group debuts. Where did the rest of the money come from to invite potential players like Cheng Xingyi and Shi Yuqing?

What's more, the rent of the seaside manor alone costs tens of thousands a day. Is the program crew planning to put it to death?

"Okay." Shi Yuqing finished filling out the form, put down his pen and accepted the arrangement calmly, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked: "Then what if no team wants me?"

The day after tomorrow's rating, there are only two days left including today, he has no chance to perform, and the probability of being selected by a full team is better than nothing.

Fan Sheng took the documents, pondered how likely this was, and at the same time stared at him and said, "Then continue the round until someone wants to take your turn."

Shi Yuqing: "..."

Fan Sheng comforted softly: "But you are good-looking, which is also an advantage, and no one will want it."

If he, just because of his good looks, he would try his best to pull people into his team.

Fan Sheng led him upstairs.

The layout of the dormitory building is suitable, and the rooms are small but bright and clean.

He entered the group late, and it happened that there was only the last independent dormitory left.

On the white wall of the dormitory, there is a picture of a new music album that shakes Asia. The picture is composed of a dark night and scattered ink pink tree branches. The picture is dark and sad.

Next to the blue screen window was a product titled by the program investor.

In addition to a bed with quilt and pillows on the ground, there is also a small blue sofa and a round wooden table with low stools.

The dormitory arrangement is fixed. After the relevant personnel checked the suitcase, he put the things in the dormitory neatly.

"The program team has officially announced your entry today. Do you have Weibo? Follow it." Fan Sheng sat aside to remind, and then pretended to be relaxed: "You don't need to read the comments, they are all messy things, the day after tomorrow The PD and the tutor group will confiscate your mobile phones and snacks, and deal with them quickly while there is something to do."

"Yeah." Shi Yuqing downloaded Weibo and registered a new account, followed the official Weibo of the program group, and clicked on the first one, which didn't have Aite's own Weibo.

It is estimated that it was not found.

There was a wave of comments below.

[A new trainee?Looks good and healthy, but why come now? 】

[I hope that the related households will not drag down our brother. 】

[No, no, you guys really think that this kind of show has nothing to do with it. You are too naive. After so many auditions, why don't fans have a long memory. 】

【Yoyo, are you going to play dead when your brother beat someone up? 】

[Nomination is black, explanation: There is a wretched man who wants to fuck you, are you going to pretend to be Bailian?Maybe you're the only one like this, anyway, I'm going to punch him until his mother doesn't know him. 】

[The building is crooked!This brother seemed familiar. 】

……

There was a burst of anger and insults in the comment area, and there was a strong smell of flames. Only a few people expressed their curiosity about the newcomer.

Fan Sheng contacted the official, and posted on Aite after editing Weibo.

In a few seconds, the private message was bombarded.

After so many years abroad, he has experienced too many things, but he doesn't care much about the insults and praises in private messages.

After logging out of Weibo, he put his phone on the table and charged it up. As soon as he walked out, Fan Sheng stood at the door holding the document.

Shi Yuqing took a step back: "Is there anything else?"

"If you have nothing to do now, go directly to the training room." Fan Sheng said.

Shi Yuqing nodded, said good words, put on the training clothes prepared next to him, and was stopped by the person in charge as soon as he went out.

Shi Yuqing looked at him blankly.

Fan Sheng's face was slightly flushed, he pinched the document and lowered his eyes, discussing: "Why don't we change into... a high-necked dress?"

Shi Yuqing turned around in a daze and went back to the changing room.

The tall full-length mirror clearly revealed his slender figure.

The trainee's sweater has a round neck, which just hangs down on the looming collarbone.

The dense red hickeys slowly invaded from the earlobe along the neck, and fell to the secret depths, which made people have an urge to peel them open and check.

He was taken aback, quickly changed out of the sweater and put on his casual clothes, and touched the bruises on his neck from the bite.

His fingers shook slightly, the tingling pain made his face pale a little, and his stomach began to roll.

He didn't know how many times he took a bath in the morning, his fair skin was flushed with blood, but he didn't get rid of the disgusting smell.

In the dark room, the curtains were closed tightly, and the room was swallowed by darkness.

The young man standing in the shadows laughed wantonly, but the words he said were not forgiving at all.

"Brother, where is your pain, I will rub it for you."

That voice seemed to linger in my ears, densely packed like gentle silk threads, full of poison and cruelty, binding people into a ball, making people breathless.

His mind was infested with chaos, with only a trace of sobriety remaining, and he was powerlessly resisting.

It wasn't until the people outside the door called him that he realized from the terrifying memories. His face in the mirror was pale, his thin body was trembling, and he was clutching his clothes and walking towards the door with a painful expression.

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