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

[Is the voting over?Who's winning? 】

[I don’t care who wins, I just want to know if we Xingzhi can still be the emperor of the United States, Qiuqiu, changing CP is really too difficult.The main reason is that I have written fanfiction, but no one will read it [smile]]

[I can't say who won, but I saw Xingzhi holding hands. 】

【Grass. . 】

[Beware of the text Jin Ping Mei, the text Water Margin]

【#行果条, I’m afraid of being cheated#】

【Zhou Xingdang, Song Zhi, you are already surrounded by drug addicts, please stop resisting, hurry up! 】

[I heard that Lin Chi is the host, I laughed to death, can this show not even afford a host? 】

Although Lin Chi is an unprofessional host, he can't stand fans wanting to watch, and Lin Chi also knows that fans want to watch him, so he didn't shirk this job. It's because he is not proficient in business, always forgets the words, and goes through the process quickly.Here Song Zhi finished speaking on behalf of Group A, and then Lin Chi invited them to end.

Song Zhi led his teammates to bow to the audience, his eyes swept across the auditorium.

There was a sudden pause.

Wait a minute, why is there his hand width?

Read that right?That was done without any sense of aesthetics, and the entire rigid banner, like a PPT business report, was a photo taken at his first trip to the flying club, right?

Fans... Will there be a picture of him?

No, does he have fans?

Ji Yuan tugged at him: "A Zhi, let's go."

Song Zhi came back to his senses, wondering while leaving the stage, Ji Yuan asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Song Zhi shook her head.

If the distance is too far, the possibility of misreading is greater.

auditorium.

Seeing Song Zhi's exit, Cheng Shu looked at the two men next to him who were still waving their banners, and said helplessly, "It's all over, you can put down the banners."

The two men—Song Qingrong, president of the Song Group, and Song Huainan, the father of the lover brand perfume and the biggest sponsor of the idol training camp, were obviously still immersed in the emotion that their son/brother won the first place, and they danced happily.

Cheng Shu: "..." I knew I was wearing a mask.

After a while, she asked, "Shall we go backstage to find Xiao Zhi?"

Song Huainan: "Good!"

Song Qingrong: "Let's go!"

Although Song Huainan had never shown himself as the benefactor, it was easy for the secretary to get a ticket and work permit to enter the backstage.

Cheng Shu didn't move, she smiled, "Tell me first what you want to say when you see Xiao Zhi."

Song Qingrong said in a deep voice, "The dance is not bad."

Song Huainan narrowed his eyes: "Call the kid who bit you over, I'll talk to him."

Cheng Shu: "..."

She knows it!Song Zhi is capricious, has a young master's temper, and is spoiled to the point of rebelliousness, but he still listens to her, and this rebelliousness is only aimed at two people - his brother and his father.

These two successful men in the eyes of outsiders feel very sorry for Song Zhiming, but they can't come up with a good word out of ten sentences, so that the brother/father-son relationship is getting worse and worse, and now they come to support and comment on the stage. coming?

Cheng Shu said indifferently: "If you can't talk, you won't go see her."

The two big men were silent.

Song Qingrong opened his mouth, Cheng Shu sat up straight, looked at him hopefully, and watched his lips move slightly: "...Forget it, it's gone."

Cheng Shu pinched him: "It's hard to praise your son?"

Song Qingrong let out a groan, but fortunately their side was the box area, and the stage was noisy, so no one noticed this side, he, Mr. Song, managed to save face.

Cheng Shu took another look at his eldest son.

Song Huainan: "Mom, I won't talk anymore."

"Very good, don't talk if you don't know how to speak human language." Satisfied, Cheng Shu picked up his bag, smiled at the two of them gently, and walked out of the box meanderingly.

Song Huainan asked, "Dad, does it hurt?"

Song Qingrong: "Your mother looks so pretty when she smiles."

Song Huainan: "..."

The pinch seems too light, Mom.

Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang's faces and bodies were more or less stained with blood plasma, so the others went backstage to continue watching the performance, while the two of them went to the dressing room to get their makeup done.

The temporary make-up artist had already gone back, and the specially hired ones from the program group were busy touching up the makeup of the trainees who were about to go on stage. The busy dressing room was actually empty.

Song Zhi randomly found a place to sit down, and the LED light on the makeup mirror added a soft filter to the person.

He took off his fangs first, and asked Zhou Xingdang, "Isn't it uncomfortable for you to wear this? How did you manage to sing without leaking air?"

"It's okay." Zhou Xingdang took off his leather gloves, his makeup was too cold and aggressive, and he was extraordinarily cold when he wasn't smiling. He took out a wet tissue and slowly wiped off the plasma: "Just get used to it."

"Song Zhi." Zhou Xingdang spoke again.

Song Zhi didn't lift her head: "Huh?"

Zhou Xingdang asked: "Are you happy after winning the game?"

Song Zhi wondered if this was not nonsense: "Of course I am happy, are you unhappy?"

Zhou Xingdang said: "I am also happy."

Song Zhi threw the wet tissue into the trash can, the chair turned in the wrong direction, and the friction made a sharp noise. He turned to Zhou Xingdang: "Please be more specific, please?"

Zhou Xingdang frowned: "?"

Song Zhi said, "Don't pretend to be cool."

Zhou Xingdang's frown deepened, he thought to himself that he didn't pretend to be cool, he was the number one cool guy in the [-]th middle school, so he still needs to pretend?Thinking so in his heart, facing Song Zhi's pretty face, he couldn't say anything to refute.

After a while, he grinned.

Song Zhi: "...?"

Endured it, couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud.

Zhou Xingdang: "?"

Grass!Bewitched by beauty for a while, the persona collapsed!

Zhou Xingdang was so angry that his teeth itched, he turned his back and wiped the plasma on his neck while getting angry, he caught a glimpse of Song Zhi looking at him from the corner of his eyes, and he became even more angry, what are you looking at, why don't you come over to coax him?

The arm was poked.

Zhou Xingdang remained unmoved, only blood in his eyes.

Got poked again.

Zhou Xingdang: "..." The poking is so itch.

"I'm not laughing at you." Song Zhi defended.

Zhou Xingdang glanced at him.

Song Zhi: "...well, I really couldn't hold back. I will hold back next time!"

Zhou Xingdang said angrily: "Do you still want to have a next time?!"

Song Zhi: "Don't be impatient."

Zhou Xingdang: "Is this your deceitful attitude?"

Song Zhi could stretch and bend: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Xingdang snorted softly.

"but……"

Zhou Xingdang had a bad feeling.

"Although your smile is fake, it's brilliant!" Song Zhi commented, showing her small canine teeth, cute and bright: "And you're quite cute."

He knows it!

Zhou Xingdang hehe: "You are cute, your whole family is cute!"

As soon as the words were finished, someone knocked on the door, and Song Zhi raised his voice, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open.

"Baby!" The visitor's high-heeled shoes were stomping, even after middle age, he was still radiant, and his voice was as sweet and gentle as the sound of nature, "Look who is here!"

Zhou Xingdang is not happy anymore, baby?You can't just call someone a baby even if you are pretty.

Just as he was thinking, two men came in from outside the door.

A middle-aged man and a young man, all dressed in black suits, white shirts, black leather shoes, and millions of watches on their wrists, they looked like elites who came out of some CEO meeting.

Zhou Xingdang: "?"

The two big brothers went to the wrong place!

Song Zhi stood up in surprise: "Mom! Dad! Brother!"

Zhou Xingdang: "...!!!"

He repeated: "Brother???"

Song Huainan, who followed at the end, took a closer look, didn't it mean that this kid took a bite of his brother while holding him in his arms?Do you think that if you recognize your brother now, he won't bother him?

dream!

Zhou Xingdang blinked his eyes in bewilderment.

Song Zhi's whole family is here, Song Zhi's whole family is really here!

Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang had to go back to record the backstage reaction, so they left without saying a few words to their family members. Before leaving, Cheng Shu held Zhou Xingdang's hand: "You share a dormitory with Ah Zhi, please take care of me. He ordered."

Zhou Xingdang nodded stiffly.

take care of?How to take care of it?Does it count as taking care of someone on his bed?

"We take care of each other!" Song Zhi pulled Zhou Xingdang behind him, and asked him, "Isn't it? You tell my mother that I can take care of others!"

Cheng Shu was surprised: "Really?"

Song Zhi squeezed Zhou Xingdang, and Zhou Xingdang was shocked: "Yes! Song Zhi takes good care of me!"

Cheng Shu nodded in relief: "That's great, I said you were right to come to this show, but your father still disagrees." She glanced at Song Qingrong: "Look, your son can take care of others!"

Song Qingrong kept his wife's words in mind, and resolutely refused to speak, but hummed deeply.

After the three of them left, Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang also walked towards the original room, and Zhou Xingdang finally asked the question he had held back for a long time: "Why don't your father and your brother speak?"

Song Zhi was thoughtful: "I don't have a good relationship with my dad and my brother. My mom is afraid that we will quarrel if they talk."

Zhou Xingdang: "Auntie won't let them talk, so they won't talk?"

Song Zhi nodded.

Zhou Xingdang: "Auntie looks very gentle..."

If he had met such a gentle aunt in the park when he was five years old, he would obediently follow her without giving sugar.

Song Zhi smiled at him: "It's very gentle."

Zhou Xingdang: "..."

For some reason, a cold air rose from the soles of the feet to the top of the heart.

Song Zhi: "But we all love her."

If you love her, you don't want her to be unhappy, so you pamper her, and you just cling to her.

Zhou Xingdang's heart sank: "So that's how it is."

Song Zhi asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhou Xingdang: "..."

I have already made up my mind about the domestic violence, so I won't tell Song Zhi that it will affect their relationship.

The recording of the performance began when the audience entered the arena at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the recording did not end until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Although there are winners and losers, and there are some people who can't let it go, but after all, they are all in their twenties, and they don't care too much about gains and losses. Most of them are relaxed, clamoring to go out to be happy.

The staff brought back the director's words: "I know everyone is very excited, but in order to ensure everyone's safety and health, I have to go back to sleep now."

The trainees complained, but they could only follow the bus back to No. [-] Middle School.

The venue is half an hour away from No. [-] Middle School, and the car is rickety, which has a hypnotic effect.Many trainees fell asleep while chatting.

Song Zhi is no exception.

He was leaning against the window, with white noise and the sound of rain playing in the earphones, making it cool.

On the long road, the street lights are dim.

Zhou Xingdang sat in front of Song Zhi. He turned his face sideways during the jolt, and saw Song Zhi's silhouette vaguely reflected on the window glass. He looked carefully and earnestly.

Yun Zhao didn't sleep either, and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Xingdang lifted his chin: "Song Zhi."

Yun Zhao turned pale with shock: "Ah this? What are you looking at him for?"

Zhou Xingdang: "It's pretty nice."

Yun Zhao: "That's true."

Zhou Xingdang: "The vision is also very good."

Yun Zhao: "How do you know this?"

Zhou Xingdang: "After all, he likes me."

Yun Zhao: "..."

Keep it simple, keep it simple when you beat around the bush and boast about yourself!

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