The top brother is going to the draft!

Xiang Ran seemed to be hit hard on the opposite side: "Think about it!"

Zhuang wanted to hang up the phone neatly, then turned to look at Dong Xia who was still in a state of confusion, and kindly reminded: "Block first."

Dong Xia and his sincere eyes met for two seconds: "Huh?"

"I'm afraid he will trouble me soon." Zhuang Xiang said.

Dong Xia didn't dare to blackmail Xiang Ran.After he muted the phone, he asked kindly with a wonderful mood of tutoring a bear child: "Why did you hang up the phone?"

Zhuang Xiang was very honest: "I can't play videos. Xiang Ran has something wrong with me. Whenever I play a video, I have to ask if I wear long johns."

He felt dizzy.I just don't know if it's because of illness or some brother who is always worrying.

Dong Xia: "...Autumn, autumn trousers?"

This?

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhuang Xiang felt very annoyed.He stretched out his legs from under the table: "Look."

He was wearing black ripped trousers with a belt covered in silver studs, and he looked... well, rebellious.

"How can I wear long johns in ripped jeans? Is it possible to cut holes? How is it possible—but if he finds out, he will definitely talk about me. It's very annoying, just like Tang Seng."

As soon as he complained about Xiang Ran, Zhuang Xiang's blood rushed to his head immediately, his dizziness stopped, his throat didn't hurt anymore, and he coughed twice and felt that he could talk for another three days and three nights.

Zhuang Xiang pointed to his ear: "And this!"

Dong Xia followed.

On Zhuang Xiang's earlobe was a broken diamond earring, the color was black and green, it was a very unorthodox skull.He is wearing a punk-style metal rock leather jacket today-well, it is also quite unorthodox.

Fortunately, his face is so handsome that he can hold it up, otherwise it would be easy for ordinary people to play into the style of burying love.

Zhuang Xiang lost his mind as soon as he mentioned this, and clenched his teeth with anger: "This earring is my favorite, but that blind Xiang Ran said I was a moldy bun!!"

Dong Xia took a closer look, and the corners of his eyes twitched: ...with all due respect, they really look alike.

He didn't say it out loud, but he was sincerely worried about the aesthetics of the grass in the motherland.

"Also, don't listen to him saying that I'm not in good health." Zhuang Xiang drank saliva to relieve the slight pain in his throat, "That was when I was a child, and I am in good health now. This cold is Made it in the training room because it was too late for rehearsal the night before—who knows, it’s going to be bad.”

When mentioning this Zhuang Xiang, he also felt that he should not do it, and scratched his hair uncomfortably.

Dong Xia raised his eyebrows suddenly: "What's on the back of the hand?"

"Huh?" Zhuang wanted to turn the back of his hand and look at him, "Oh. I was in the infusion this morning, but suddenly I got a call saying that it was too late, so I pulled out the needle."

Now a small trace remains.After the blood was wiped off, it was actually a small red spot surrounded by a faint cyan circle.

But Zhuang wanted to be white, and this trace was conspicuous.

Dong Xia pondered for a while, then asked: "Then will you still carry water later?"

If he wants to go, he can give it away.

Zhuang wanted to shake his head: "I'll take some medicine."

He was much more relaxed after drinking the hot water.Moreover, the hospital is too far away, and it is not convenient to go back and forth.

In order to avoid the situation where there are a large number of fans watching and shooting, the base was established in the development area at the outermost edge of the city.Even the nearest hospital is horribly far away, which is why he almost couldn't make it back when he was notified today.

After chatting nonsense for a while, Dong Xia watched Zhuang want to pick and eat the medicine, and watched him leave with the election supervisor, and then mustered up the courage to turn on the phone.

The results were a bit surprising.

He was already mentally prepared for dozens of missed calls, but only saw two WeChat messages.

[Xiang Ran: Is the heating on at the base?If it’s not on, remember to tell me to think about wearing long johns, and be careful that the cold will get worse]

[Xiang Ran: Forget it, that bastard is always disobedient, I will visit the class on Friday]

Dong Xia: "..."

Like a fucking dream.

A sense of sight when a mother tells the teacher that she came to school to give long johns (?) to her child.

Dong Xia couldn't help but reply: "You're not his parent, so there's no need to worry about it?"

If it was him, it must be very annoying to have someone beside him talking about this and that every day.

Xiang Ran replied: [If I don’t worry about it, no one will worry about it]

After a while, a new message popped up: [Think about it, does it mean I'm bored? 】

Dong Xia strangely felt a kind of old lady's sadness from these lines, and a kind of cautiousness that deviated from people's design by eight hundred miles.

……Grass.

What a high mountain flower, what an iceberg nobleman, what a ruthless business machine! !all fake!

The personality of the entertainment circle is a beautiful bubble :)

**

When Zhuang Xiang was taken to the dormitory building by the election supervisor, the whole building was as noisy as a pig slaughtering scene, and strange screams and laughter filled the whole building with the vitality of young people.

The selection officer muttered next to him that the contestants in this class were so noisy.Then he glanced at the tall slender boy beside him——the other party's well-behaved expression made him feel relieved as if he had found a contrast.

Take a look, what is peace of mind!

Zhuang Xiang: —v—

As everyone knows, he is also restless.

He was already gearing up to blend into the group and make trouble together, but as soon as he opened the dormitory door——

A man is reading a book.

Another trendy guy with blue-purple dyed hair was listening to music while wearing earphones.

All in all - a needle can be heard!

Two worlds that seem to be separated from other dormitories on the same floor.

Him: "..."__(°-°_)⌒)_

How is this different from what I imagined.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, the one reading the book turned around and said gently, "Zhuang Xiang?"

Zhuang Xiang nodded and laughed: "Yes, hello."

Zhuang Xiang is of course good-looking.

The eyebrows are exquisite and handsome, and the outline is sharp and full of childishness. When he smiles energetically, he looks like a boy.

Seeing him smile really makes people want to sigh out "wow".

It brings people back to the scorching hot summer when they were young in an instant, which really makes people's whole heart fall.

Su Yuan, who was just being polite, was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help feeling a little fonder towards him.

"Hello, I'm Su Yuan, from Class A." He paused and greeted politely, "I heard you have a cold, are you feeling better?"

Zhuang Xiang squinted his eyes: "It's much better."

Just like dancing, socializing is Zhuang Xiang's talent.

He understood a long time ago that besides simply using strength to make people submit directly, there are other more convenient ways to make others like him.

When the trendy man broke free from his own music world, looking back, Su Yuan, who looked gentle and soft before but was unwilling to help, had already started to help the newcomers pack their things together.

Trendy man: "...??"

Why wasn't he treated like this when he came! !

Zhuang wanted to open the bag: "I brought a lot of health care products this time! Let me show you."

"Poor health?"

"No, because my brother is an old lady." When it came to Xiang Ran, Zhuang Xiang had no choice but to start complaining again, "And the aesthetics are bad, and my earrings are called moldy rotten buns."

Su Yuan took a look at his earrings and hesitated for a while: "This, isn't it?"

"Huh?" Zhuang Xiang felt confused from the bottom of his heart, "...Brother, this is a skeleton!"

Su Yuan realized later: "Ah."

That really didn't happen.

The trendy man finally found a place where he could interject and coughed twice.

Zhuang wanted to turn to look at him.

"Zhuang Xiang, I know you," the trendy man said, "Isn't it the green skull of the SL joint limited edition! I want it too, but I didn't get it."

Zhuang Xiang's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands across the air: "Brother, you really have vision!"

"Brother or not, call me Song Yichen," the trendy man smiled like a teenager, "You have a good eye too!"

Like, same, way, together!

And Su Yuan: "..."

He hesitated to look at Zhuang Xiang's punk jacket and rivets all over his body, and then at Song Yishen's blue and purple hair and a row of pierced ears.

The spiritual pass suddenly appeared, and suddenly enlightened.

It turned out to be a non-mainstream meeting of the century!

"By the way, don't we sleep four, and there is one more person?" Zhuang wanted to ask.

"He hasn't come yet." After Su Yuan finished speaking, he added, "He didn't come on the first stage."

Zhuang Xiangying: "That's it."

He almost didn't make it either.

I don't know if this brother didn't catch up or didn't want to come. If it's the former, it's really a pity.

Xu Ziyi came to the door from behind, reminding him not to forget that he will have a big class in Hall A at 08:30 tomorrow morning.

Zhuang Xiang also heard this point when Dong Xia announced it.

The theme song evaluation of "Draft 202" is the same as in previous years. It is a three-day emergency training after the teacher's big class. It is an important part for the audience to know the players. The purpose is to show the players' ability to resist stress and emergency training.

After going through a sieve here, we will basically know who will be left until the end.

On the next morning, the contestants gathered neatly at the venue, waiting for the vocal teacher Zhang Chen to come to the big class.

Zhuang Xiang and Xu Ziyi stood in the front of Class A, holding the handed out lyrics list and started to worry.

"Did you use this key?" Xu Ziyi asked.

Zhuang Xiang hesitated: "I've never sung so high before."

He has a good dancing talent and a high level, but if it comes to rap and singing, that's not necessarily the case.

Are you going to ask Zhang Chen for advice?

Ok……

It's not that I can't, I just don't want to.

Moreover, Zhang Chen's attitude towards him is very strange, and it is not certain whether he is willing to teach him or not.

Zhuang Xiang was a little confused.

However, time passed by every minute and every second, and Zhang Chen was still nowhere to be seen.

Some contestants couldn't hold back anymore: "Why hasn't Teacher Zhang come yet?"

"I don't know, just wait..."

Although Zhang Chen's impression in the hearts of the contestants plummeted after the first stage, but he is a teacher anyway, and he still needs to be respected on the surface.

There's nothing I can do if I don't like what he does.He is a teacher, so he has to endure it.

During the discussion, high-heeled shoes rattled outside the door from far to near.Under the inexplicable tension, the contestants quieted down in unison.

Within three seconds, an aura-filled female teacher pushed open the glass door on high heels and beckoned to them: "Hello, good morning."

Black-rimmed glasses, red hair in a high ponytail, and plaid harem pants.

Zhuang Xiang's first impression of her: a fierce and individual woman.

It just looks a little familiar.

Suddenly, Zhuang Xiang had a flash of inspiration and was slightly taken aback. It wasn't just a while ago that he won the Global Authoritative Golden Melody Award...

"Huh--??"

"My God, why is she...how did she invite you here!!"

"Where's Teacher Zhang Chen? Isn't it Teacher Zhang..."

The woman took off her coat and sat on a chair, raised her legs and happily answered their questions: "You don't know? Teacher Zhang Chen has terminated the contract with the program team."

Amidst the voices of doubt, she pushed down her black-rimmed glasses and glanced at Zhuang Xiang who was also in a daze.

"Okay, be quiet!" She casually pressed a few notes on the keys of the electronic keyboard, forcefully blocking the annoying discussions.

"Introduce yourself. I'm your new vocal tutor, thanks for coming."

The author has something to say: I hope you don’t think my brother is annoying, cover your mouth and cry.jpg

He's a first time daddy (bushi) and he doesn't know anything

PS: My brother won't have many roles, after all, this is the main draft, I have slightly cut his emotional line

感谢在2020-12-3004:23:10~2020-12-3104:45:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: zephrus 3;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!