I was reborn after being confessed by my nemesis [entertainment circle]

The order of the rehearsals is decided by lottery. Those who don’t want to go back to No. [-] High School after the rehearsals are free to move around, as long as they come back before [-]:[-] p.m.

The hard-won free activities, each group wants to fight for the first place.

Before the lottery, members of Group A of "Interview with the Vampire" formed a circle in the audience.

Song Zhi said seriously, "I want to go home."

Sheng Ning said seriously: "I want to eat hot pot."

Zhou Xingdang put it in his pocket: "I want to sleep well."

He Yanying said: "...I want to."

After finishing speaking, the four of them looked at Ji Yuan at the same time, Ji Yuan blinked his big eyes, looking very innocent: "I can go to draw lots, but if I draw lots later..."

"It's definitely not your fault!" The three said in unison.

Ji Yuan looked at Zhou Xingdang who was the only one who didn't say he didn't blame him. Zhou Xingdang pulled the corner of his mouth, ready to taunt, but Song Zhi's wrist was suddenly grabbed by Song Zhi. Song Zhi spoke for him: "He doesn't blame you either."

"Huh?" Zhou Xingdang looked at Song Zhi unhappily.

Song Zhi gripped his wrist tightly, her fingertips pressed against his pulse, and brushed past him lightly, as if on fire, burning his train of thought in an instant, forgetting what to say for a while.

When he came to his senses, Ji Yuan had already gone to draw lots.

... something is wrong.

Zhou Xingdang pulled out his wrist, thinking, there must be something wrong with Song Zhi, otherwise why would he short-circuit himself when he touched it?Is this reasonable?This is unreasonable.

Just as he was thinking, there was an uproar on the stage.

"YES! Fifth! Brothers, I'm so lucky!"

"Damn! Nineteen! Can I just chop it off with my hand?"

"The tenth! You can't go anywhere if you don't go up or down! When a fish cries, water knows, but when I cry, who knows..."

"Who is the first? And the last one, which pair is it?" the staff shouted.

After a while, two hands were raised from the crowd.

Ji Yuan waved the note in his hand, full of energy: "Group A of "Interview with the Vampire"! First!"

Xie Mengyu's heart was ashamed: ""Under the Sunset" Group B, the last one."

Song Zhi raised her thumbs up and said loudly, "As expected of our mascot Xiao Yuan! I love you!"

Zhou Xingdang also raised his thumb silently, pointing down.

As expected of you, Yun Zhao, the old African chieftain.

Turn on the power-saving mode for rehearsal, you don’t need to turn on the action, you just need to look at the position.The staff took a video of them, and after the walk, they got together to replay.

"Sheng Ning is on the wrong side." Song Zhi pulled down the headset, pointed at the phone screen, and said, "If it's a little bit off, it's completely out of the camera."

Sheng Ning wiped off his sweat: "I'll pay attention next time."

Song Zhi nodded, and said, "Everything else is pretty good. The front part of the dance is not moving, unlike their singing and dancing stage where there are so many shifts. It's a bit difficult to find a place after the instruments are withdrawn."

The dance part was composed by Zhou Xingdang and the choreographer of the program group, with a little plot.

Zhou Xingdang plays the role of a vampire, mingling alone among the crowd, day and night, tirelessly.Others were ordinary humans, indulging themselves at a grand feast.

Sing and dance.

Humans' pas de deux, vampires' solo dance, amidst the intense music, excitement and loneliness resonate.

Then the music changed, and the vampire stretched out its sharp claws, dragging Song Zhi into the enclosed space to dance with him, struggling and resisting were useless, the humans outside panicked, and the vampire inside licked blood and behaved surlyly.

The end of the song.

Song Zhi was turned into his kind by Zhou Xingdang.

In the following days and nights, the hell on earth, the two shared the boundless darkness.

This stage idea was a half-minute-long aphasia for group A. Finally, Sheng Ningcai smiled and said, "This...is exciting. I thought I was reading a novel."

...It's still a dandy, vampire novel.

Song Zhi, the only human being harmed, looked at Zhou Xingdang, then at the script, and then at Zhou Xingdang. Zhou Xingdang was uncomfortable with him, so he blurted out: "If you don't want to, change someone."

"Who should I replace?" Song Zhi asked.

Zhou Xingdang didn't expect that he really wanted to change, so he glared at him: "Change..." He looked at his teammates: "Which one of you wants to come?"

He Yanying & Ji Yuan & Sheng Ning: "..."

We dare not come.

"It's just Ah Zhi!" Sheng Ning saw it with great insight: "This stage performance, who else can it be except Ah Zhi? I can't do it anyway," he asked Ji Yuan, "Can you do it?" He patted his congratulatory words again Ying: "Can you?"

He Yanying: "I..."

"You're a fool, you can't do it!" Sheng Ning finished speaking for him, and lost his thankful eyes.

Song Zhi said, "Then I'll come?"

Zhou Xingdang murmured, "Come here."

Song Zhi grabbed her earlobe: "Ah? I didn't hear what you said, so speak up."

Zhou Xingdang shouted: "I said you have to dance if you don't want to!"

Song Zhi: "..."

The position rehearsal was very boring. It was just watching and changing over and over again. They only had one hour, and they were exhausted even in power-saving mode. After the game was over, Song Zhi announced that the team would disband on the spot.

He asked Ji Yuan: "Where are you going? Do you want a driver to take you?"

"I'm going to eat hot pot with Sheng Ning!" Ji Yuan was held in Sheng Ning's arms, and he asked, "Can you give us a ride? Any shopping mall in the city center will do!"

"Okay." Song Zhi looked at He Yanying again.

He Yanying said, "Someone will pick me up."

OK, don't worry about him.As for Zhou Xingdang... Zhou Xingdang had already sat in the auditorium, and brainwashed Xie Mengyu and Yunzhao who were the last ones - they were in a group: "Go to the black first, and then it won't be too late for the rehearsal."

Xie Mengyu agreed with both hands and feet.

Yun Zhao was sober, still hesitating: "Is it possible to walk this way?"

Seeing this, Song Zhi withdrew his gaze, borrowed a staff member to call the housekeeper at home, and asked the housekeeper to come here to pick him up.Within half an hour, the butler arrived.

The housekeeper brought Song Zhi up, so he was naturally familiar with him. After sending Sheng Ning and Ji Yuan away, the housekeeper asked him, "Master, where are you going?"

With his young master's temperament, he guessed that he would either go to a high-end club to be happy, or play basketball with others to release energy. In short, he had to relax and have a good time.

"Go home," said his young master.

The housekeeper thought he was hallucinating: "...Huh?"

Song Zhi took out a can of Coke from the car refrigerator, and pulled the tab. The Coke was steaming and bubbling. He took a sip, and said firmly, "I want to go home."

No one is home at the moment.

His father, Song Qingrong, has a lot of work to do every day, and he is often too busy to touch the ground.

His mother is a cellist who teaches at a certain 985 Art Academy. It's summer vacation, and the school doesn't have classes, but she's busy with her solo tour and isn't at home.

Not to mention his brother Song Huainan, he has more things to do on his own, and now that he can stay at home-

"Why are you back?" Before he could finish thinking, a deep voice suddenly sounded above his head.

What the hell!

Song Zhi's running upstairs came to a screeching halt immediately. He took a closer look and saw that the man who was standing in the corridor on the second floor leaning on the railing and looking down, the man in silk pajamas was his brother Song Huainan?

When was the last time we saw you?

I remembered.

He went to visit the prison, and Song Huainan called him from the other side of the glass with an unshaven beard. He asked him if he needed help. Song Huainan looked at him quietly, his eyes were red, and then he smiled and said: " No need, just live your own life."

Then hung up the phone, waved his hand and walked away with the prison guard.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi's nose turned sour, and she blurted out: "Brother."

This sound frightened Song Huainan, and he leaned back tactically: "Are you crazy?"

Song Zhi: "..."

Damn, I forgot about his relationship with Song Huainan again.

There is an idiom that says that when oranges grow in Huainan, they become oranges, and when they grow in Huaibei, they become trifoliate oranges.

His elder brother is Song Huainan, the proud son of heaven, and he is the ignorant Zhizhi.With such an outstanding elder brother, Song Zhi had no heart to fight, so she simply became a carefree waste.

But this didn't prevent him from seeing Song Huainan as disliked, he would pinch him when he met him, if he couldn't pinch him, he would hate him, if he couldn't pinch him, he would run away from home.

In short, the two are very at odds, and Song Zhi hasn't called brother for a long time.

Song Zhi rubbed her nose and changed the subject: "...Where's the toffee?"

Toffee, Corgi raised by Song Zhi.

Song Huainan hadn't recovered from Song Zhi calling his brother, and replied almost mechanically: "I was taken for a walk by my aunt, you——where are you going?!"

"Wait a minute brother! I have something to do, I'll talk to you later!" Song Zhi said while running upstairs.

His room is on the third floor, with a separate space, a study, a gym, a music room, and a kitchen. He ran through the corridor like a gust of wind, went straight to the study, put drugs on the shelf, and moved a box from the top.

"Isn't this the love letter you received?" Song Huainan followed at some point, "You came here just to read this?"

Song Zhi was very popular when he was in high school, and he received the love letters softly. Although he rejected them all, he accepted the love letters well.

On the one hand, he compares himself with Song Huainan, thinking that sooner or later he will surpass him.On the one hand, to satisfy his own vanity, see, there are still so many people who like him.

but!

But—after his family went bankrupt, these love letters disappeared, and he was so devastated at that time that he didn't have time to take care of the whereabouts of these things.

Until Zhou Xingdang put this familiar box in front of him.

Zhou Xingdang pinched his waist and touched it again and again, getting heavier and heavier. He couldn't help but trembled, and then he heard Zhou Xingdang said with a smile: "You are very popular, Song Zhi."