Small tear bag [entertainment circle]

No matter how talented he was, Shen Wenji couldn't imagine how the first mark in his life was given out.

When he returned to his mentor position, he was in a daze, even Yan Fan glared at him for several times without noticing, picked up the juice put by the sponsor and downed half a bottle, trying to dilute the residual pheromone taste in his mouth.

But it can't be washed away at all.

The smell seemed to seep into his body.Even the tactile sensation of biting it for a moment seems to be firmly imprinted between the lips and teeth, and it is still penetrating deeper.

The female tutor next to her snorted, picked up the juice she had in hand and tasted it, and it seemed different, "What flavor does Mr. Shen drink, strawberry? It's so sweet."

"..."

Shen Wenji didn't answer her, and tried his best to restrain his restless pheromones, holding his breath and staring at the stage.It seems that he is very concerned about the game, but he is secretly grinding his teeth.

How can an omega not use inhibitors well!

After asking for the mark, he ran away, leaving him like a tool man who was used up and thrown away.

But he soon no longer has the extra energy to think about what just happened, because what is happening in front of him is obviously more eye-catching.Following the eyes of the audience and looking at the focus on the stage, Group A appeared on stage, which was a brand new stage "goodenough" that he had never seen before.

Each Omega reacts differently after being marked, some will be weaker, and some will be the opposite.Cen Yi doesn't know about such differences and his lucky physique. He just feels like he has been given a shot in the arm. Whether it is mental state or physical senses, every cell is fully mobilized, especially in hip-hop songs. Let go of your hands and feet and enjoy every movement.It's like attending a rave party.

This time he didn't take the C position, but he had a strange attraction, no matter where he stood, he was too eye-catching.Shen Wenji thought it was because his filter was turned on too much, but after watching the reaction on the spot, he realized that maybe everyone felt the same attraction.

He didn't start singing the first line until the chorus.The moment the sound overwhelmed the accompaniment, the screams of the audience were almost uncontrollable.

"Ahhhhhh! Cen Yi! Why are you so sassy and crazy!"

"Cen Yi! So handsome!!"

"..."

Afterwards, the sound of rap was almost inaudible, and the field control staff calmed down many times before most of the people calmed down.

Shen Wenji reluctantly sat calmly on the instructor's seat and analyzed calmly, perhaps because of the charm of pheromones.

That's half the credit for him.It is not in vain to be a tool man.

The atmosphere of this show was so high that it exploded, surpassing the historical response of any show in the past three seasons.Even the high-frequency incidents of car accidents without repairing the sound did not occur during the live broadcast, and the overwhelming applause on the live broadcast barrage could almost be foreseen.

Group A bowed at the curtain call after the performance, and the crowd in the auditorium had already stood up, wishing they could jump on the stage directly.An unprecedented desire for monopoly emerged in Shen Wenji's heart, and it took root almost instantly.

I want to take him on the plane with me.anyway.Even if you are knocked out, you have to take it away, and you can't relax half a step if you hold it tightly by your side.

As if he had calculated the time, his cell phone rang again, and it was a call from Qin Xiao.

The infield was too noisy, so he hung up and sent a WeChat message to ask what was the matter.

Qin Xiao sent three voices in succession.Shen Wenji leaned close to his ear and listened to the general idea.

No one was found in the tavern.The only clue is the meaningful words of the boss

He's not in now.You will not find him here.

Shen Wenji sent back a message: "To Naples?"

Qin Xiao said no, and corrected the translation: "The boss originally said that you can't find him in 'these places'."

these places?

Shen Wenji frowned and looked at the words on the screen, thinking of the places where they visited abroad, where everyone stayed in a vague way, he understood in an instant.

[Qin Xiao: Cancel the ticket. 】

【Qin Xiao: That bastard should have returned home. 】

Perhaps because of the influence of pheromones, Shen Wenji also began to have significant mood swings, and the air pressure was so low that his breath was about to freeze.

The running around for more than half a month turned out to be useless, like being played by someone.It is even possible that they are deliberately diverting their attention and leading them abroad as a cover for themselves.

Shen Wenji's impression of Meng Lan was not good from the beginning.Greed and desire, sensual gambling.It's just that because of Nan Huo's long love, he couldn't bear to abandon the agent he had worked with, so he didn't say much.

Although Nan Huo's mental condition is not good, he has been hiding from the public and taking medicine in a low-key manner, and his condition is still stable.What happened that day that forced him to despair about this world, probably only Meng Lan, who had met him, could know.

Meng Lan would never say it so easily.But even though they knew they would be blackmailed, they still had to rush to find someone like this.Scattering money is a trivial matter.As long as you can get a sure answer.

That answer is too important to them.

Qin Xiao sent another message: "It's really impossible to ask your dad to help? If it's in China, it should be much easier to find. If you don't agree, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Shen Wenji became more and more disturbed, and he casually replied "I don't have a father" and stopped looking at his phone.

He was depressed, and he didn't pay much attention to the stage of Group B's "Strike", and he knew the gap with the previous group only by the reaction on the spot.The following guest assistants were even less interested, but the broadcast of the player's personal interview made him watch it twice.

What was shown on the big screen was the video of the last interview of the [-] contestants.Later, they were edited together to form a dialogue mode, and the trainees also shared it with the audience on the spot.

The director is still the same director, but perhaps because it was the last interview at the base, his voice was softer when he asked them questions.

The first sentence of the question is "how much do you want to form a group".

"That's the only thing left in my mind right now, thinking with no way out."

"I don't know how much I think about it. I can't measure it. It's probably too much to use up with a little bit of strength left."

"I've been in the practice room for five years...every day the desire to go on stage increases and becomes stronger, and it's all accumulated up to today...that's probably the feeling. I really want it."

"How much I don't want to go back to the time when I practiced dancing in front of the mirror alone without being noticed and no one noticed. I just want to be in a group and be seen by more people."

"..."

Shen Wenji propped his head up and looked at the screen. The lyrical bgm coupled with the sincere tone of these children calmed down his disturbed mood.

"I feel as if my 'thinking' is not just my own thinking."

One after another handsome portraits passed, and Cen Yi's face finally appeared on the screen.

"If it was just my debut show, maybe I wouldn't have such great motivation to persevere. But what we will eventually form is a group—just saying the word 'group', I feel very powerful."

"Many people have told me that we must debut and form a group. Some of our trainees, teachers, and fans have told me. I feel like I have their 'thinking' in me, and even because of this I I want to form a group even more, and grow infinitely as we get closer to the end."

"What if there is no group?" The director asked them, "Do you regret it?"

"It's a pity... right? After all the hard work, I'm sure I won't be reconciled. But thinking about it, because I've put in all the hard work, there's nothing more I can do. Maybe it's just a little bit of luck. It's like There is nothing to regret."

"No regrets. There is still a long way to go, and I will continue to work hard on this road until I succeed."

"No regrets. What is there to regret about working hard to pursue your dreams?"

"No regrets..."

"No regrets!"

"No regrets."

Twenty young faces with warm smiles appeared alternately on the screen.Twenty voices converged into the same firm sentence.

no regrets.

Some people in the audience area could not hold back their tears.

Shen Wenji heard the sound of sobbing, turned his head to look at Cen Yi's reaction on the stage, and saw that he was pulling tissues from Xia Yubing's pocket.

There's nothing to cry about.

Shen Wenji asked the staff around him if they had any tissues, but the next second they were brought to him, he refused, pointing to the stage, "What are you doing for me, send them there."

"..."

When Mr. Shen's care was delivered, the last segment was already playing on the screen.

The director asked "what is the biggest gain from coming to the base", and more than half of the people put "knowing a lot of partners" at the top, the most important part.

"Because the days in the practice room are too lonely. I have been training silently for a long time and there is no place to show it. Maybe everyone doesn't know what you are doing, and I can't talk for a long time."

"Dreams... You have to talk to people who also have dreams."

Cen Yi has never experienced the trainee period, but he can empathize with what they said about the long and lonely days.When talking about this passage, no matter on the screen or at the scene, he cried the most thoroughly.While shedding tears, she also explained "I'm not sad" and "I don't know why I'm crying."

"I am really happy every day here. No matter what I do, there are people together, and I can talk about any topic all night. It may also be because I always forget to eat and not to play. I forget about the hard work and just remember Every day is happy. Everything I want, I have here."

"I will remember everyone of you."

He whispered, "I hope this summer... never ends."

"Come and give yourself the last slap." The director said.

Twenty voices overlapped alternately on the screen, some laughed and some choked up, and finally stayed at him.

"The last interview of the third season of Dts on July 21, Cen Yi."

His eyes were slightly red, he looked at the screen and said with a smile, "Crack."

The screen gradually faded, and the subtitles surfaced.

"The story of youth will never end."

Cen Yi can't watch this kind of sensational stuff, especially watching it with everyone on the spot, he couldn't stop his sobs, and took time to worry about his upcoming solo performance, "It kind of affects my singing."

I didn't think so much at first, but when I saw that he was about to take the stage, he was still twitching. They helped each other to help each other and patted their chests and patted their backs, "Yiyi calm down, calm down! Listen to me and don't cry, eight hundred pacesetters are rushing to the north slope! "

"Stay steady!"

Yi Chi found a glass of water calmly, handed it to him and said, "Don't take a breath after drinking seven sips."

Cen Yi did as he did, held his breath and swallowed continuously, and he really recovered.

"One emergency trick a day." Qi Ran was amazed, "How did you discover this method?"

Yi Chi paused, before casually saying, "It's nothing. In the past, when someone in the regiment was nervous, they couldn't help hiccupping, and this method relieved them."

"I'm fine, I'm alive again!" Cen Yi put down his water glass, carefully pressed his eyes with a tissue, and the makeup artist next to him rushed up to help him touch up his makeup twice.

Hearing the commotion outside, a supervisor soon came over and called him, "I've got you covered!"

"I'm up!"

Cen Yi moved in response to the sound, and trotted to the waiting room.

The solo track he is going to sing today is the famous song "Excessive Breathing" from Dawn's second album, and he is a little nervous to re-interpret the classic in front of the original singer.

It is said that they are most afraid of rock singers singing love songs, and the restless drums often hide their affectionate souls.This is a very rare love song in Dawn's many albums, and he only sings the most classic one, one main line, one line and two lines.Without the constraints of group choreography, he can move around the stage at will.During the rehearsal, he was only active on the main stage, but now he was on the stage and watched it again, but he felt that he was so far away from Shen Wenji.

It's Shen Wenji's song, of course it should be sung to Shen Wenji.

Perhaps it was caused by restless pheromones. When the prelude sounded, he walked out of the stage step by step with a clear goal and stood on the Hualu Bridge.He waved to the audience area, compared his heart to Professor Cen, and finally stopped in the direction facing Shen Wenji.Just in time, I watched him sing the first line.

"Leaving you is like desperately escaping from oxygen, knowing that you are going to end up, but you can't help yourself."

Shen Wenji was inexplicably stared at by him and did not dare to move, and when he opened his mouth, he was aroused to tremble.

He made some adaptations of the original song.The audience who couldn't figure out what the song was during the prelude also reacted at this time, seeing the two staring at each other straightforwardly and interacting through the air.The scene that should have been screaming, but immersed in the atmosphere of the song, forgot to do other actions.

Cen Yi stretched out his hand, spread his fingers and held them weakly, his voice was soft and infatuated, accompanied by the lyrics, it hurts the heart.

"I want to love you with all my strength, but I'm afraid it's too late.

Had to overbreathe in the air that lost you. "

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The next chapter enters the source of my entanglement

It's time to form a group 555

still very uncertain

Set time at nine o'clock in the morning

If I can get up, I will change it one last time!

If you can't get up, this version will be automatically sent in the manuscript box

Although they are all in the manuscript box, I still want to say good morning to everyone

mua!