The whole world is begging for my debut

After several months of renovation, the S City Center Gymnasium finally opened to the public again. On the first day of its official opening, there was a long queue outside the gymnasium.There is no other reason, because today is also the day when Wen Shi's concert is held.

Although the weather was not so good, the enthusiasm of the audience was very high. They came to the stadium early and waited, looking forward to the opening moment.

It was so lively outside the venue, but inside the venue, the staff were extremely busy with the final preparations for the concert.

Wen Shi stayed in the lounge at the backstage. There was still some time before the concert started. After going through the last process and confirming that everything was ok, he stayed here alone to rest.

He leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and clenched the hand hanging by his side tightly, as if he was going through something painful.

"Dong dong dong" three times, the door was knocked, and then the bodyguard's voice sounded: "Aries, Mr. Yin is here to look for you, do you want him to come in?"

Hearing this, Wen Shi was silent for a moment before replying, "Let him in."

"Ok."

The door opened with a creak, and Yin Lian came in.

After entering the lounge, Yin Lian looked around and said with a smile, "Oh, as expected of protecting animals, it's really hard to see you."

Not in the mood to pay attention to his teasing, Wen Shi asked straight to the point: "What are you doing here?"

Yin Lian stood at the door, smiling innocently: "What can I do, of course I'm here to see you."

Wen Shi was silent.

Not getting a response, Yin Lian pouted dissatisfiedly: "I said you, you are too indifferent to me, I came here to care about you, and you treat me with such an attitude, it is really kind to treat me like a donkey."

"Caring about me?" Wen Shi had some doubts about the word.

"Yes." Yin Lian nodded casually.

Wen Shi looked at him, as if trying to figure out what he was thinking.

Being scrutinized by others, Yin Lian was not uncomfortable at all, smiled at him relaxedly, and then walked straight towards him.

The distance between the two gradually narrowed, and finally, Yin Lian came to Wen Shi, ignored the rejection in his eyes, bent down, and slowly moved towards him.

The other party's sudden approach made Wen Shi frowned, but he didn't move. He asked, "What do you want to do?"

These words did not stop the other party, Yin Lian was still moving closer to his eyes, the distance was getting closer and closer, so close that even their breaths began to be entangled.

Warm and uncomfortable.

The distance is still closing, but no one flinches, as if this is a comical contest.In the end, Yin Lian barely stopped when he was only five centimeters away from Wen Shi.

After stopping, Yin Lian didn't do or say anything immediately, but stared at the face that was close at hand in front of him for a moment, and Wen Shi didn't move, just letting the other party look at him. Expressionless.

After a while, Yin Lian finally spoke: "Your complexion doesn't look very good."

The tone seemed to contain a little concern.

The extremely close distance made the sound reception quicker. The moment the words stuck to the eardrums, Wen Shi's pupils suddenly constricted, but only for a moment, they returned to normal.

Wen Shi's face remained unchanged: "I'm fine."

"Is it……"

Yin Lian's answer drew a long tone, which meant that he didn't believe these three words.

Wen Shi frowned and wanted to say something, but Yin Lian spoke again before him: "I heard that you have been training day and night recently, tsk tsk tsk, you really worked hard, but like this, your body will Unbearable, for example...here—"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand at a lightning speed, went around Wen Shi's back, and gently stroked his back with his index finger, and finally landed on his waist, pressing hard.

Although it was cold, the heating in the lounge was sufficient. Wen Shi only wore a long-sleeved shirt, and Yin Lian's touch could be clearly felt through the thin fabric.At first it was an itch like an electric shock, but the itch turned into a sharp and sharp pain.

At that moment, all the sensory nerves were dominated by pain, and the sudden pain was reported to the brain.

"You—uh!"

Wen Shi's face turned pale in a flash, as if he had been strangled by the throat, and the words he didn't have time to say turned into tight sobs, his breath was like a spring, and at the same time, his body began to tremble slightly.

Yin Lian shook his head regretfully: "Look, let me just say, what are you still holding on to?"

Wen Shi raised his eyes and stared at him fiercely, biting his lips tightly to prevent himself from letting out a sound that represented weakness.

Yin Lian watched him clinging to the armrest of the sofa so hard that his knuckles turned white, and raised his eyebrows: "You are curious, how did I know about your back injury?"

After all, he smiled, and there was indescribable pride in that smile: "Who do you think I am? I saw it during the rehearsal yesterday. Although you concealed it well and deceived others, but How could it be hidden from the eyes of a professional like me? Didn’t I say it, I can see it clearly from the audience.”

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Yin Lian stood up and looked down at him condescendingly, "But you are completely to blame for this."

He smiled softly, and that smile was full of mockery in Wen Shi's eyes: "If you didn't reject the original design plan, then the stage wouldn't have to be postponed, and your rehearsal time wouldn't have to be compressed, which made you have to worry about it." Spend more time to make up for this, which leads to the back injury, huh—”

"You totally deserve it."

The undisguised disgust seemed to be wrapped in ice slag, passing through the eardrums, creating a tingling sensation.

"Are you proud?" Yin Lian asked suddenly.

Wen Shi was silent, but his eyes revealed puzzlement.

Yin Lian smiled, and simply sat down beside him. After adjusting a comfortable sitting posture, he entered the conversation mode, looked at Wen Shi, and continued with the previous words: "The designed plan You were overthrown because of your words, everyone's hard work was burned, and the dignity of Master was trampled under your feet, are you happy?"

After all, he didn't give Wen Shi a chance to answer, put on an appearance that I knew all about, with a sly light in his eyes, and said: "I've heard all about it, you left Xingxing two years ago, and it turned out to be a The one who was expelled! Master expelled you on the grounds of your lack of ability... Are you very unwilling?"

There was a smile on Yin Lian's lips, but he didn't convey the slightest smile: "At the beginning you left here with unwillingness, but now that your position has changed, do you want to return this unwillingness to him?"

"I'm not unwilling."

Wen Shi's turbulent breathing subsided, and he spoke, his voice had returned to normal: "You are the one who is unwilling, right? The jealousy you reveal is about to suffocate me."

"Jealous?" Yin Lian's voice raised a little, "What are you kidding! What am I jealous about? It's nonsense!"

Regarding his denial of excitement, Wen Shi seemed calm, and still said unhurriedly: "This stage designed by Shang Siyan makes you almost crazy with jealousy, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Yin Lian's momentum suddenly lost most of his momentum, and he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"You haven't come to the rehearsal, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as being busy?" Wen Shi stared into his eyes, taking in the unnaturalness in his eyes, "This stage makes you feel uncomfortable, because Shang Siyan has never done anything for you. You designed it, didn't you?"

"So, you are jealous and unhappy."

Wen Shi sneered, with disdain in his tone: "I've always wanted to tell you that if you have any complaints about Shang Siyan, you can vent them to him. I'm not your punching bag, so you don't have to say it over and over again. Come and challenge me, I don't have time to play this kind of game of fighting for favor with you."

"Struggle for favor..."

Yin Lian slowly raised his hand and brushed aside his bangs, his eyes were icy cold: "Don't you think you are hypocritical? You obviously stole his gaze, but you still want to stay out of it."

Wen Shi looked away from him and denied, "I haven't done anything."

Yin Lian sneered: "Your existence is already a heinous crime."

He stretched out his hand to hold Wen Shi's shoulder, forcing him to turn his gaze to himself, and his voice became more and more excited: "Why do you want to come back? You have developed well abroad, but you want to come back to hold a concert. You think you provoke him , will he be shaken? Do you think he will feel sorry for you when you play with an injury? He won't! He is so hard-hearted!"

Wen Shi was held tightly, and the force exerted by the other party was getting heavier and heavier, the shoulder was so painful that it made it difficult to breathe, but Wen Shi just endured it silently.He looked at the other party, Yin Lian was crazy now, those ulterior motives were spread out and trampled on by others, which greatly stimulated him.

There are some things that are hidden there and kept properly, and nothing will happen if you don’t touch them, but once you touch them, it’s like detonating a mine buried deep in the ground, and it’s out of control.

But Wen Shi didn't regret saying these words, some words had to be pointed out to be effective, he was tired of being provoked by Yin Lian's yin and yang, and hated himself for subconsciously fighting back, it was like they were fighting for Shang Siyan's favor, Full of ugliness.

Yin Lian was right, Shang Siyan had a heart of stone, but there were some people who were not afraid of bruising their heads and bumping into it, and they were happy with it.

Crazy general.

So, he wants to end this meaningless struggle, for his crumbling rationality, for his shattered dignity.

Wen Shi twitched the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner. At this moment, he was dazed, obviously his whole body was in pain.

"what are you laughing at!"

Yin Lian caught his smile and was even more annoyed. She pushed him back hard, and her back was pressed tightly against the back of the sofa, making the painful place even more painful.

Yin Lian's voice was full of hatred: "Are you laughing at me? What right do you have to laugh at me? You obviously didn't get him! Do you think he gave in to you out of pity? You're wrong, that's just It’s all about guilt, don’t be naive!”

"He won't care about you, and won't respond to you. If you understand this, go back to country A and be your international superstar. Don't come back to cause people to hate you!"

Wen Shi pressed down compulsively, but the pain made him unable to struggle, so he could only clenched his hands tightly, trying to suppress the sob that was about to escape from his throat, Yin Lian's harsh words whispered in his ear, like a curse generally.

"What I want to do is my business, it's not your turn to talk too much." Wen Shi gritted his teeth and said this with pain.

Yin Lian paused, and it took a long time before he regained his reason, and then slowly let go of him.The pressure on his body suddenly lightened, and Wen Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Lian looked at him, pain was clearly written on his face, but the light in those eyes was not damaged in the slightest, surpassing the stars.Yin Lian snorted coldly: "I really hate you."

Wen Shi reluctantly supported his body and sat up. Although it was very difficult for him to speak, he still refused to be outdone: "To each other."

"Hmph." Yin Lian sneered, "Since you don't listen to my advice, we can only see you on the stage. I hope your back injury won't be an excuse for your failure."

"I have nothing to say to you, you can go." Wen Shi simply closed his eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the lounge, then there were rustling sounds, then the sound of footsteps gradually moving away, and finally, the sound of the door being slammed shut.

Wen Shi slowly opened his eyes, Yin Lian had already left, and he was the only one left in the lounge.

He adjusted his breathing, slowly relaxed his body, and loosened his tightly clenched hands, and he could see deep nail prints on his palms.

Won't you respond...

He hooked a self-deprecating smile and leaned back feebly.

it hurts...

That guy Yin Lian really didn't care too much about his strikes.