The top brother is going to the draft!

Through Cheng Fengyu's calm observation, he discovered that Luo Mingyuan and Meng Zhen firmly believed that the two-way szd was not unreasonable.

——After all, the two of them have developed to the point where even a straight man like Cheng Fengyu can't stand it anymore! !

He secretly observed between Zhuang Xiang and Xiang Ran, and successfully summed up the changes in the two of them.

Previously Xiang Ran: Served as a cold-faced mentor.

He is obviously a flying guest, but he abruptly turned Feifei into a resident high-altitude iceberg actor.

——And now Xiang Ran...

Keep an eye on the younger brother's machine.

No matter how many times Cheng Fengyu looked over, Xiang Ran's gaze never took off from Zhuang Xiang.Only when Zhuang wants to look over, he will symbolically put his fist on his lips and cough to hide.

The key is what are you hiding, don't just take a look, there is nothing to hide!

Cheng Fengyu: It's numb.

I really want to go to Xiao Luo to learn some scriptures, but unfortunately I can't do it now.

And Zhuang Xiang is even more obvious.

He clearly disliked the old lady before, but now he likes to stare at Xiang Ran.Wide-eyed and small-eyed.

The eyes are always turning around the lower half of Xiang Ran's face strangely.

Cheng Fengyu covered his face: "..."

This is not much to evaluate.

Anyway, both of them are weird!

He sighed deeply, glanced at the other teammates in the group who were worried about the conflict between Zhuang Xiang and Xiang Ran, and suddenly wanted to sacrifice the vicissitudes of life and light cigarettes.

How come you don't understand!It’s all here, why don’t you understand yet! !

Barrage also:

[Why does my brother keep glancing at the old lady's mouth today, take a closer look, there is nothing on the old lady's mouth, doge]

[Is this really something you can watch without paying? ?gliding kneeling]

[Everyone is already an adult, so.Um. doge】

【Old mother is in danger, in danger】

[I used to think it was a two-way crush, but now I think it's a two-way love! ! 】

[Really, it's too obvious, let me knock, you two put it away, please! ! ! 】

[What are you keeping, keep it, I want to press my head]

[Student Xiaocheng observes the eyes of the two of them, I always feel a little sly, hahahahaha I'm sorry Cheng Fan, but it's really funny]

[Laughing to death, does he not know what peeping is?]

Xiao Cheng:?

Good guy.

Zhuang Xiang can see things that can be seen by the barrage audience.

So, when Cheng Fengyu's strange eyes swayed over him for the countless times, Zhuang Xiang couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head back, just opened his mouth and didn't speak.

Cheng Fengyu slammed his eyes away, and lowered his head as if something was going on, and recited the lyrics of his bird language.

Zhuang thought: ...?

Does he feel like he's doing it unobtrusively?

He turned his head silently, and Su Yuan next to him was still speaking earnestly: "If you have a conflict, you must talk about it as soon as possible, and you can't let it suffocate in your heart."

Cheng Fengyu pricked up his ears: "..."

Zhuang Xiang smiled obediently: "Okay, okay."

Qi Beizhen swept his gaze, fixed on Zhuang Xiang for two seconds, and calmly pulled the coat he was wearing, "I don't think it's a contradiction."

Cheng Fengyu shuddered and looked over quietly.

shock!Didn't expect that besides him in this group, there is a king who understands?

Zhuang Xiang blinked, "Huh?"

Qi Beizhen knew everything on his face: "Why would Mr. Xiang have a conflict with his younger brother? It's most likely because he's in a bad mood."

Su Yuan unexpectedly said, "It makes sense."

Cheng Fengyu: "..."

Expectations should not be expected.

The feeling that everyone is drunk and I am sober is so painful.

In the strange and confusing atmosphere of the past few days, the practice of the vocal group has finally come to an end.On the day of the rehearsal, everyone gathered in the backstage dressing room.

The players who usually practiced hard in their respective practice rooms finally had a chance to communicate, hugged each other and cried, crying about the hard experience after the reassignment of personnel.

Song Yishen ran away from the group, looked left and right but didn't see his good roommate, grabbed Zhuang Xiang to form a familiar person, and said, "Hey, where's my brother?"

The other party glanced and pointed to the corner of the wall.

Song Yishen looked over, Zhuang Xiang had already changed his clothes, and was leaning against the wall with his pockets in his pockets chatting with Xu Ziyi with a smile.

His smoky blue hair was a little wet after being carefully groomed, and he was only wearing a simple white silk shirt. The thin platinum chain on one side of his shoulder was loose and slightly dangling, and his thin body was covered by a loose shirt with excellent texture. There is a lazy sense of strength in it.

Song Yishen walked over quietly, just in time to hear Zhuang Xiang's words full of envy, and praised Xu Ziyi from head to toe.

Song Yichen: ...

hateful! !

Guess Mr. Xiang hasn't been praised so much by his younger brother, has he? ?

Xu Ziyi was embarrassed by the praise: "Oh, how can you say that it is so beautiful (///▽///)"

Zhuang Xiang sincerely praised: "It's beautiful, it's very beautiful."

Xu Ziyi's group this time focuses on dancing, the clothes are punk texture, and the rivets and rhinestones make Zhuang Xiang very excited.He tugged at the hem of his shirt, and said nostalgicly: "I also wore punk on our first stage, and that was the one that really looked good."

Xu Ziyi immediately boasted to each other: "This body is also pretty!"

Zhuang Xiang's shirt is as white as snow in the kingdom of God, and the well-buttoned neckline reveals his slender neck and slightly protruding Adam's apple. The dim light of the changing room backstage looks gentle on him, and the thin platinum chain on his shoulders shimmers slightly. , like the brightest feat of a young god.

It was so radiant that Xu Ziyi couldn't help hissing.The exaggerated expression made Zhuang want to laugh.

This attire is too introverted and cold, even when Zhuang Xiang is not smiling, he also has a clear sense of coldness, reserved and reserved, and difficult to get close to.But when he smiled, his eyes curved, and his whole body was full of vitality like sunshine, sea breeze or wheat waves, which made people's eyes want to light up.

The indescribable impact only makes people feel as cool as they just chewed a mint.

Song Yichen couldn't hear the two of them bragging about their business behind their backs, so he immediately stepped forward and pulled Xu Ziyi away to interject: "My brother may look better with glasses!! Like the ones in the haunted house variety show."

Zhuang Xiang smiled and nodded, expressing that he would consider his suggestion.

Song Yichen still wanted to say something, and the teammates not far away changed their clothes and came to the captain Zhuang to gather, Song Yichen had to give up. The "Lighthouse" group Yishui's white shirts, but with similar styles and different elements, each with some small lace designs.Looking at it this way, Zhuang Xiang's shirt is actually the simplest one.

Su Yuan looked at Zhuang Xiang as he looked at his young brother, smiled gently, and said, "It's rare to see a younger brother dressed like this."

Zhuang wanted to nod: "Yes."

Cheng Fengyu, who has filmed several commercials with Zhuang Xiang and has seen his private server: "Of course, my brother likes trendy cool and unorthodox."

Black and green almost occupy half of Zhuang Xiang's wardrobe. If it has rivets or other non-mainstream elements, it will be Zhuang Xiang's preference.

Zhuang Xiang refused to let go: "What is non-mainstream is called rock punk."

Song Yishen echoed: "Exactly!! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Cheng Fengyu: "."

Just be happy.

Everyone is getting ready in the background.After a while, the performance of the previous group ended, and the election manager notified them that the group could go on stage.

The tension in Cheng Fengyu's heart suddenly surged: "No matter how many times I have rehearsed before, I am still a little scared at this time."

Zhuang wanted to pat him on the shoulder, "It's okay, I'll treat you to a chicken wishbone after the lineup."

Su Yuan looked at Zhuang and thought, "Where is my brother, how do you feel?"

Zhuang Xiang shook his head to express that there is no need to worry, and said, "I don't think the problem is serious."

Su Yuan rubbed his hair: "If you have any questions, speak up in time."

Zhuang Xiang smiled and said, "Don't worry."

The staff handed each of them a lamp with a glass shade and asked him to lift it up in a while.

Zhuang Xiang looked at the lamp curiously.

Of course the lamp was not a real oil lamp.Open flames are prohibited most of the time in places as strict as the stage, so the light that seems to be dancing and burning in the lampshade of this lamp is actually just a piece of paper and a warm yellow light bulb.When the switch is pressed, the paper will move spontaneously, giving people a visual sense of flames.

Under the stage at this time, Xiang Ran was sitting on a chair and waiting quietly, his cold and inhuman demeanor made other staff feel guilty for no reason, and walked around him spontaneously.

Beside him, Dong Xia, wearing a peaked cap, looked very worried, and was discussing something with the staff on the side: "This redistribution of personnel will affect many groups. Can the performance time really be postponed? Can't the stage be done?" Well, it shouldn't be what the show crew wants to see, right?"

Before the staff could answer, Xiang Ran opened his lips and said softly beside him: "It's probably impossible."

Dong Xia turned to look at him.

"The tickets have already been given to the fans, and there will be no temporary postponement." Xiang Ran's expression was flat.

The staff added: "And even if the hips are really stretched on the stage, the feature film can't see it." If the mirror teacher is smarter, the audience may not be able to see it on the scene.

The stage trick is to use the mirror to shake around.

Sometimes, in order to cover up the strength of the players, the mirror teacher will be a little crazy, and by stepping on the spot and rotating the mirror to add color to the stage, to develop strengths and avoid weaknesses.It is indeed a good way to deal with unavoidable emergencies.

Dong Xia also knew what they said.

It's just that, these days, it is impossible to say that there is no relationship with the players.He rubbed his brows and sighed, and said, "So why do you have to do this and that? Wouldn't it be nice to finish the draft quietly and save yourself some snacks?"

In fact, he didn't need an answer to this question.

There is absolutely no such thing as a quiet draft.Because the draft needs popularity and the audience needs to spend money, it needs to constantly create topics.

As a person who has been in the entertainment industry for a long time and has the qualifications to be drafted as a PD, it is certainly impossible for Dong Xia to know everything.He just, kind of sympathized with these poor kids.

The staff member said, "Ms. Dong is really kind."

Dong Xia sighed.

Just at this time, Zhuang wanted to group up on stage.

Dong Xia was taken aback, and said, "Is Zhuang Xiang's group going well?"

Xiang Ran said, "Yes and no."

There are no new members in the Zhuangxiang group, so there is no need to waste extra energy on re-practicing, which is indeed smooth.But Zhuang Xiang's fear of heights did take a lot of time to overcome.

Although Zhuang wanted to say that he was much better after he came back from the playground that day, he could still see that the so-called "solution" was still a palliative, not a root cause.

He can only let Zhuang want to suppress the old one with a new memory, but he can't replace it.As long as Zhuang Xiang's heart knot is there, it is impossible to face it calmly.

Xiang Ran lowered his eyes and tapped his fingers on the armrest lightly.

Before they could say anything more, the prelude sounded, and the stage of Zhuang Xiang's group began.

Dong Xia felt a little more relaxed.

For Zhuang Xiang, he has always had expectations.Every time Zhuang wants to go on stage, Dong Xia is always curious about what surprises he can give.

The stage darkened, the moonlight was like silver, the blowers were running wildly, and the loose shirts of the contestants were hugged by the wind.

Night fog, moonlight, and sea breeze blow the corners of the boys' clothes.

The tall tower, the sound of the cold tide and the chirping of seabirds will make people feel a kind of coldness and loneliness in the whole world.

Everyone's arias are independent and integrated, like tower keepers from different time and space communicating with each other but talking to themselves.

Dong Xia adjusted his earphones to confirm that he could hear more clearly, and his expression became more appreciative.

Until the arrival of Zhuang Xiang's part, Teacher Yunjing cast his camera on the stairs surrounding the lighthouse, and Zhuang Xiang took the lamp to illuminate the road ahead step by step.

Xiang Ran's gaze began to lock on.

Zhuang Xiang lazily hums the accompaniment tune softly, and the empty echo indicates that this is the day-to-day tranquility of the lighthouse.The platinum chain on his shoulders fluttered in the air, and the warm light of the old lantern in his hand shone down on him.

In the past, he was as chic and handsome as a hurricane and a raging fire, but now he has turned into a gentle moonlight, which unstoppably touches people's heartstrings, and the romantic loneliness is vividly reflected in him.

He stood on the rustic gray terrace, hung up the lantern and stretched out his hand to reach the moon, smiling a little leisurely and softly singing.

There is no fierce collision that bombards the eardrums, no high-energy stage that is so intense that you can't bear to close your eyes, but Zhuang Xiang still carries out his addictive style to the end.It makes people want to close their eyes and listen carefully, listening to the free and easy sea breeze in his singing.

Dong Xia was also a little intoxicated and couldn't bear to be disturbed.After a while, after Zhuang Xiang's chorus passed, he said softly, "Didn't you say he is afraid of heights?"

Xiang Ran glanced at him: "..."

Yes, if you only look at Zhuang Xiang now, you must not have imagined that he was so afraid of heights that he seemed to faint.

Of course, the reason why Zhuang wants to stand here is not afraid of heights, because some terrible pictures in his mind are constantly replaying, unexpectedly and coincidentally helping him ignore and avoid some bad memories.

Zhuang Xiang looked at the dark audience, he knew Xiang Ran was sitting there.

He lowered his eyes slightly, grasped the microphone slightly harder, and stared lightly at the dancing sparks under the glass lampshade.

Difficult to evaluate.

If you have to say...

It was some weird, vaguely addicting stuff.