The devil does not play cards according to the routine [Entertainment circle]

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1 .....

"Qi Chen! Didn't I already say that, is Qu Tong willing to help us write lyrics? Why do you still want to quit the group? If you want to be on the show, my brother and I can give it to you."

Yu Zhengwei is now concentrating on consolidating his cultivation, but Le Ze is always chattering about some old things that he thinks are in the past.

What annoys him the most is explaining one thing to the same person several times.

A red light flashed in his eyes, and Yu Zhengwei turned around and grabbed Le Ze's neck: "I don't want to repeat it a second time, you want Qu Tong's words, use your own elm head to write music, Qi Chen's works have already burnt."

There was a burst of black magic energy in the corner on the left, and a pink mist in the corner on the right.

Being surrounded by two mortals, Yu Zhengwei looked sideways, which is considered lucky for Le Ze, otherwise I don't know what will happen to him today.

"The show is for you trash."

Le Ze, who was let go by Yu Zhengwei, sat slumped on the ground, covering his throat with his hands and breathing heavily.

Yu Zhengwei ignored him, quickly moved two steps to the right, and grabbed the pink ball hiding in the corner.

"Qu Tong?" Yu Zhengwei raised his collar and looked at the group of people who pretended not to be noticed.

Qu Tong: ...

"Cough, what a coincidence, little Jiujiu~" Qu Tong, who was caught eavesdropping on the corner of the wall, awkwardly rubbed Yu Zhengwei's arm.

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"Senior Qu..." Le Ze coughed, trying to make sure that Qu Tong had heard the conversation between him and Yu Zhengwei.

"Don't dare to be, dare not be, I'm still several years younger than you." Qu Tong glanced at Le Ze, and today he finally knew why Xiao Jiujiu ignored him, "Why don't you leave, and still want to touch My little Jiujiu!"

The little milk dog barked with his arms akimbo, let the world's most powerful criminal know about it.

Unexpectedly, Le Ze is a person who is not afraid of fists but of "soft" bones. He quickly got up from the ground, apologized, and left as if nothing happened.

Yu Zhengwei: ...? ? ?

The reality is too unreal, Yu Zhengwei looked around Qu Tong, but still couldn't see anything special from the same thin body.

Maybe it's just that the identity of "the young master of the Qu family" is special?

"Little Jiujiu," Qu Tong blinked and held Yu Zhengwei's hand, placing it on his chest, "I just want to write lyrics for you alone."

The strong feeling of the beating heart transmitted through the chest to Yu Zhengwei's hands.

Yu Zhengwei could no longer see the figure in his eyes, and the thick pink fog covered his sight.

For a moment, the focused eyes were lost. From Qu Tong's point of view, Yu Zhengwei's eyes became hollow, as if he had been hit hard.

Qu Tong was a little panicked, and said righteously: "Really, I will only write for you in the future."

"Tsk." Yu Zhengwei snorted disdainfully, and "boomed" the powdered dumpling onto the wall, waved away the powdery mist, and fixedly looked at Qu Tong: "Just continue to serve Qu Yingxi."

Oh, wait, Yu Zhengwei suddenly thought of a way to increase the granary: If Qu Tong came over and added Qu Yingxi's fan black mist, would he be full?

But if I think about singing, I'd better forget it.

——Devils who are tone deaf and have no artistic talent should understand.

Yu Zhengwei's expression changed too obviously, and Qu Tong spontaneously made up his mind. Yu Zhengwei didn't believe him at all, "What I said is true."

Because of the wall dong, the two were very close, and when they talked and breathed in front of them, the ambiguity suddenly lingered.

Yu Zhengwei, who forcibly locked the man, looked strong, but because he was one centimeter shorter than Qu Tong, it was weakened a bit, and he looked like a lover being arrogant.

Qu Tong's heart beat faster.

"What are you thinking?" Yu Zhengwei frowned.

The pink mist actually showed signs of deepening?Master Mojun tasted a little, and found that it was a strange sweet and sour taste, which was even more unpalatable than before.

What makes Yu Zhengwei even more uncomfortable is how the fog can still automatically stick to his side... Lord Mojun wants to hit someone!

Yu Zhengwei, who had just finished asking, stretched out his hand to cover Qu Tong's mouth again, "It's not a joke to say that you won't sing, don't waste your time on me."

And with such a fan, if you hang around with him every day, he will go crazy!

"Little Jiujiu, I..."

The two were still arguing about something. Hexue, who was hiding in the corner, couldn't listen anymore, and looked at the video files in the file list in despair.

She heard it so clearly just now that she realized that she wished she hadn't sneaked in today.

[Shuangle Cherry Powder]: Xuexue, how is it?Let me tell you it's too funny, Qi Chen's support club has been disbanded.

[Xiaoxuetuan]: ... um.

He Xue edited for a long time, but really didn't know what to reply, so she took back her phone and nestled on the sofa.Looking at Le Yu who is still gently comforting fans in the group, Le Ze who is so funny, and He Xue is full of muddleheaded.

2 .....

In the past, Qi Chen would definitely not be so domineering when facing the camera as he is now. After suffering the ups and downs of life, it is indeed the fastest way for the protagonist to grow.

Merwin lamented the change of "Qi Chen" very much, and felt overwhelmed, this hateful overlord flower, I didn't even look at him today, he was ruthless and truly freehand.

With a standard smirk on his face, Mervin finished responding to the reporters.

He was dragged back to the office by Wen Yao.

The first thing Wen Yao talked about with him was about "Stars Lighting the Lights": "Qi Chen wants you to be on the show with him."

The corners of Mervin's mouth just turned up, and then he immediately pursed his lips, "Just kidding, how can I waste time with him in whatever capacity I have."

"Well, that's what I thought too," Wen Yao looked at the duplicity of the elementary school boy without a word, and added silently: "So he later chose Wei Yehua to go with him."

"No!" The words "Are you a SB" in Mervin's eyes fell on Wen Yao's forehead in substance.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. If we're on the show, with so many people and cameras, Wei Yehua won't have a chance to make a move," Wen Yao said earnestly and kindly: "And after the group is disbanded, the activities of the group members can be eased to a greater extent. Made some bad comments from fans."

"No, anyone in the company can be better than him, anyway, Wei Yehua can't..." After thinking about it, it's not safe for a man to follow Yu Zhengwei, and it's not safe for a woman to follow Yu Zhengwei, "Choose one workers."

"..." Wen Yao didn't speak, but threw back a few words in his eyes: Are you making a stick today?

Mervin coughed and his eyes lit up, "I'll give you a chance to become a Uranus superstar. It's a holiday. You can accompany Qi Chen on the show."

"..." Wen Yao suspects that his junior has a hole in his head recently that he can't fill.

"Qi Chen's fans may riot recently, please pay attention to his safety, I will arrange some security for him."

Suddenly changing the subject at a serious speed, Wen Yao was so shocked that he didn't know how to answer the question for a moment.

Mervin paused, and added solemnly: "So, it's safer for you to be by his side, so as to prevent him from causing further problems."

Wen Yao: ...don't try to cover up.

The two had such a harmonious discussion, but they didn't know that Yu Zhengwei didn't cooperate!

3 .....

The disbandment turmoil was a bit big, and for several days in a row, news headlines and various trending searches exploded wildly.

The road below the implied building was blocked by rebellious fans pulling up banners, which brought great trouble to the commuting employees and other trainees who had not officially debuted.

The protagonist who caused all these situations didn't care about it at all, and still nestled in the apartment and had lunch with Shuangle Wei Yehua.

"You won't be unable to eat?" Le Ze was anxious. Not only did this person not have any psychological burden, but he even ate twice as much as before.

"Well," Yu Zhengwei nodded, "I really lose my appetite when you talk."

Le Ze took a deep breath, "Brother Wei..."

Wei Yehua picked up the chopsticks, "Well, you should say a few words less."

"Le Ze, eat as much as you want." Le Yue blinked at Le Ze and put the food into his bowl.

Le Ze: ...

Wei Yehua has been paying attention to Yu Zhengwei, "Your eating habits have changed a lot, I remember you didn't know how to eat this dish before."

"People will always change." Yu Zhengwei remained calm, he didn't know anything about Qi Chen's habits, but Wei Yehua knew Qi Chen so clearly, which surprised Yu Zhengwei.

"That's right." Although Wei Yehua answered, he still felt that something was weird.

After the meal, Le Ze was still not reconciled. If he didn't hold the concert, he would earn a lot less money. He didn't believe that the company would have no plan.

"Are we really not going to hold the final concert tour?" Le Ze asked after Yu Zhengwei.

Yu Zhengwei was not interested in this, "Just drive it. Didn't you always think that there were too few lyrics? Isn't it better if no one grabs the lyrics this time?"

Le Yue disapproved from the side and said: "You can't say that, many songs in Paradise can't be without you, four people are complete together."

"Oh." Yu Zhengwei raised his eyebrows, tore off a ball of Wei Yehua's cotton ball with his tentacles, held it on top of his head, and stuffed it into his mouth from time to time.

Le Ze didn't expect that "Qi Chen" is also a person who likes to eat rainbow farts. He thought he had found a way and boasted: "Yes, your singing method still has high notes. Many singers can't imitate it. It's very good. We can't sing either."

Yu Zhengwei's face is serious: I can't sing anymore.

"You guys are very free recently, aren't you taking etiquette class?" Yu Zhengwei thought back again, making sure his memory was correct.

Le Ze was so embarrassed that he couldn't make an expression on his face: "Because of the disbandment, there are fans everywhere around the company, which is not convenient."

Yu Zhengwei didn't pay much attention to this, but felt that Le Ze was more satisfied with it?

"I'm not free, I'll be recording a program tomorrow." Yu Zhengwei was slightly dissatisfied, these two food reserves are really presumptuous, and they haven't produced much food recently.

After thinking about it, cotton balls are better, Yu Zhengwei decided: "Wei Yehua, you go with me."