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

Song Zhi picked up the ring from the jewelry box and put it on her index finger again.Only one make-up artist stayed in the lounge, and now Ji Yuan was touching up her makeup, while the others sat aside and waited.

Jiang Yi leaned against the window and said, "It feels like it's going to snow again, I wonder if it will delay the flight."

They will fly back to Sioux City tomorrow morning, and they are in a hurry.

Xie Mengyu said: "It's better to be late, let me sleep late!"

Wu Xian smashed his fantasy: "Think too much! Even if it is late, we have to wait at the airport. The director said that we should interact with fans more and not let us go to the VIP room to rest. When the time comes, you will sleep on your seat, and the DSLR will be in all directions of you. Clap clap!"

Xie Mengyu: "Speak well..."

Wu Xian: "Huh?"

He glanced at the door: "By the way, where is Zhou Xingdang? Did he fall into the toilet?"

After Ji Yuan finished his makeup, Song Zhi sat in his seat, closed his eyes, and said casually, "I heard from him that his sister came to the scene, so I guess she went to see her."

"What!" Xie Mengyu jumped up suddenly: "Sister Qianqian is here?"

Wu Xian asked, "Is Zhou always your boss?"

Xie Mengyu: "Isn't it!"

Wu Xian: "Then why are you still called Sister Qianqian? I really didn't mean you. My brother entered the society earlier than you. You must distinguish between public and private. Even if you have a good relationship with her in private, you still have to call her Zhou in this workplace." total."

Xie Mengyu was unhappy: "Hey, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Before Wu Xian said anything, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a pleasant voice came in: "Indeed, you should listen to him."

Everyone looked towards the door, except Song Zhi who was still fixing her makeup and was sealed on the seat.

Xie Mengyu stood up with a bang: "Sister Qianqian!"

"Don't tell me to hold your thighs here." Zhou Qian walked in, her slender high-heeled shoes made a sound as they stepped on the floor, and snow was falling on her nails, making her knuckles white. She looked around and then turned her eyes on Xie Mengyu On the body: "As far as your high school shit is concerned, do you know how much public relations the company has done?"

Xie Mengyu said pitifully: "Didn't you scold Zhou Xingdang high school before that if you don't fall in love early, you will have no chance, and you let him learn from me?"

Zhou Qian raised her eyebrows: "Talk to me?"

Xie Mengyu: "I was wrong."

Zhou Qian nodded slowly, and the others also took the opportunity to greet him.Song Zhi couldn't finish her makeup, so she opened her eyes and saw Zhou Xingdang in the makeup mirror.

He didn't come in in a hurry, leaned against the door frame and looked at him in the mirror, met his gaze, and smiled.

Song Zhi withdrew her gaze and stood up.

Xie Mengyu fled as if running over: "It's my turn, it's my turn."

This was the first time Song Zhi saw Zhou Qian after returning.Zhou Qian, who was ten years younger than his previous life, looked softer and more lively. After he stood up, he looked at him naturally.

Zhou Qian doesn't like him.

After all, Chunlan's president is Zhou Qian's predecessor, and the two broke up unhappy and competed everywhere.As a trainee under Chunlan, he is now a strong contender for Zhou Xingdang's C position. It's no wonder that Zhou Qian can see him pleasing to the eye.

Adhering to the principle of talking too much and making mistakes, Song Zhi just slightly bent down: "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Qian hummed: "Song Zhi... right?"

Song Zhi nodded.

Before he could say anything, Xie Mengyu couldn't stop yelling over there: "This is the Song Zhi I told you about! Our Song Zhi can sing and dance! It's really amazing!"

"You Song Zhi?"

Zhou Qian and Zhou Xingdang spoke in unison.

The siblings looked at each other, Zhou Xingdang straightened up, and gave Zhou Qian a reassuring look.Don't worry, he knows that Zhou Qian is afraid that Chunlan's CEO will know that she is now a fan of Song Zhi and laughing at her, so this matter must be kept secret.

Xie Mengyu was startled, and stammered: "Brother, everyone's Song Zhi?"

Zhou Xingdang came over and put his arms around Song Zhi's shoulders: "This is my sister, you can just call me sister after me, you don't need to call me Mr. Zhou, it's so strange. Call me sister, I'll listen."

Song Zhi looked at Zhou Xingdang kindly, and smiled, but she was also well-behaved: "Hello, sister."

The hand hanging by the side grabbed Zhou Xingdang's waist.

Zhou Xingdang's face contorted for a while, but he didn't cry out, and didn't let go of Song Zhi.

"You seem to have a good relationship." Zhou Qian looked at Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang with interest, "I haven't seen our family Xingdang being so intimate with anyone before."

Xie Mengyu: "Sister... I'm still at the scene..."

Zhou Qian: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Xie Mengyu immediately shut up.

Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat, what does Zhou Qian mean?Are you upset that he fried CP with her brother Maifu?He subconsciously wanted to push Zhou Xingdang away, but Zhou Xingdang used all his strength to keep him from moving.

Song Zhi frowned slightly.

Looking up, Zhou Qian also frowned.

Fine.Song Zhi thought to herself, the reputation of pestering Zhou Xingdang as a CP could not be washed away, how much this would affect his relationship with Zhou Qian...Why doesn't Zhou Xingdang have the slightest sense of sight?

Thinking of this, he glared at Zhou Xingdang.

In the stalemate, the door was pushed open, and the staff of the program group poked their heads out: "Mr. Chen Shengyue is about to perform on stage, please hurry up and go back to your seats to watch the performance. The makeup artist, please move faster."

The makeup artist responded, "Okay."

Except for Xie Mengyu, the rest of the people simply made up for it. Wu Xian and Jiang Yi anxiously watched Chen Shengyue's scene and walked in the front. Song Zhi was pulled by Ji Yuan and walked in the middle with congratulatory words. The two trainees of Guangqian's agency accompanied Zhou Qian to the end.

To be precise, there is only Zhou Xingdang.

Xie Mengyu is in Cao Ying and her heart is in Han, she doesn't hear anything outside the window, and doesn't care about the conversation between the two siblings at all.

Before entering the venue, Zhou Qian said, "It's my birthday."

Zhou Xingdang nodded perfunctorily: "I'm picking out gifts."

"Choose a fart." Zhou Qian grabbed his arm and lowered his voice, "I want to see Song Zhi's photo TO sign for me on my birthday."

Zhou Xingdang: "Didn't you keep him from knowing...?"

Zhou Qian nodded: "Yes, don't let him know."

Zhou Xingdang was speechless: "If you don't let him know, how can I ask for a TO sign for you?"

Zhou Qian patted him on the shoulder: "That depends on your ability, my dear brother."

Zhou Xingdang: "..."

"Also," Zhou Qian pulled the corner of her mouth impatiently: "Why do you keep cuddling with Song Zhi all the time? I don't think he wants you to cuddle. Are you two CPs fake?"

Zhou Xingdang: "...Who are you?"

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Xingdang waved to Zhou Qian: "Sister, come here and let me tell you Song Zhi's secret."

secret?

Isn't she here now!

Zhou Qian leaned over happily.

Zhou Xingdang bent down, covered his mouth with his hands, and lowered his voice, "Let me tell you, Song Zhi's lips are very, very soft."

Zhou Qian: "?"

Zhou Xingdang smiled like a little devil: "I kissed it before, it was still sweet."

Zhou Qian: "..."

In the second half of the ceremony, Zhou Xingdang was in a good mood, whispering to Song Zhi next to him from time to time, and was photographed by CP fans, and there were more romantic secrets in the corner where there was no one else.

At 10:30 in the evening, the fashion ceremony ended and the live broadcast stopped.

Xie Mengyu stretched her waist: "Finally I can go back to sleep. When I think about getting up early tomorrow to catch the plane, I wish I could take the red-eye flight back to No. [-] Middle School and sleep hard for three days and three nights."

Song Zhi rubbed her neck, and when she saw the staff running over, she had an ominous premonition: "Xie Mengyu, our rest seems to make you lose your milk."

Xie Mengyu: "?"

Sure enough, the staff came over and told them that there was a celebration banquet at the organizer's side. I heard that they were on the plane tomorrow, so they were asked to attend, and they were given a room at the hotel where the celebration banquet was held. sleep upstairs.

When they arrived at the celebration banquet, the rooms were ready, and the staff distributed the room cards and said, "Everyone should go and meet people according to their abilities, come on!"

Eager to try, Ji Yuanjiang and Wu Xian are full of morale: "Come on!"

Not interested in finding people to build relationships on the pole, such as Song Zhi Zhou Xingdang Xie Mengyu: "...um."

He Yanying is unique: "How long can I go back to my room?"

Staff: "It should take half an hour anyway!"

He Yanying nodded, turned on the phone, and counted down the seconds.

Everyone: "..." There is no need to be so rigorous!

The banquet hall is very lively. People who know each other and don’t know each other always want to exchange a few words when they meet each other. There are many people around when the popular traffic is hot. While pushing cups and changing cups, the pianist plays comfortably in a corner, on the dance floor Someone is waltzing.

The seven people in the idol training camp are like happy little fish jumping into the sea, and quickly blended in.

He Yanying silently found a corner.

In the previous life, Song Zhi didn't like to socialize very much, and in his new life, he was even less lazy to do these things. He was thinking about how to imitate, and find a place to hang out like He Yanying, but he didn't expect that he and Zhou Xing were famous, and there were many people Come and strike up a conversation.

Producer, director, screenwriter, familiar actors.

Call after call.

It was even after knowing that they were adults that drinking juice turned into drinking.Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang stood together, after dealing with the last person, Zhou Xingdang touched his shoulder and called him: "Song Zhi."

Song Zhi was dizzy, her lips moved slightly, and she uttered a vague word: "Huh?"

Zhou Xingdang didn't notice his strangeness, and was still joking: "Do we look like the newcomers who entertained the guests at the wedding banquet? It's a pity, our suits are not the same style, next time we will make them taller—"

The voice suddenly stopped, and Song Zhi leaned softly on his body.

Zhou Xingdang was startled, and quickly supported him: "What's wrong with you?"

...What else can I do, I'm drunk!

Song Zhi closed his eyes, he was also confused, he completely forgot that his current small body had never touched a drop of wine except for the red wine at the grand ceremony, how could he hold one glass after another.

"Hush..." Song Zhi felt like he was going to float up, "Shut up, take me, I go back to...the emperor's room...!"

Zhou Xingdang held him in his arms as he said, and left the banquet hall through the side door into the back garden, then walked around to the VIP elevator, pressed the floor, and then lowered his head and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Song Zhi pressed his forehead against his shoulder, and answered irrelevantly: "You, aren't you... Wahaha?"

Zhou Xingdang understood the nonsense words in seconds, and he laughed: "I knew I was going back to the Seventeenth High School, so I used milk instead of wine. You haven't seen me drinking before, and I always drank it from a bowl!"

Song Zhi refused to accept it, and grabbed his collar: "Underage... Ping Sen, Ping Sen can drink!"

"I borrowed the suit, so don't wrinkle it." Zhou Xingdang took his hand off, grabbed it in the palm of his hand, wrapped his fingers around it, and interlocked his fingers closely. He managed to smile and said, "You can't drink, but I'm not listening."

Hold!Careless!

Song Zhi interrupted the film for a while in annoyance, and then realized that she had already entered the room.It was still a double room, the room card was taken out by Zhou Xingdang from his pocket, the suitcase was placed at the entrance, and the sensor light was on, illuminating the room ambiguously.

He heard Zhou Xingdang say: "I'll get you clothes first, can you stand up straight?"

Song Zhi didn't want to talk to him.

Zhou Xingdang asked again: "Is it okay? Song Zhi?"

Ok? !

Song Zhi suddenly stood upright, stared at Zhou Xingdang, and said with a straight voice, "A man can't!"

Zhou Xingdang: "...Mmm."

Song Zhi burped, watching Zhou Xingdang bent down to open the suitcase, his legs wrapped in black suit pants were long and straight, and then walked up—Song Zhi slapped him.

Zhou Xingdang jumped up: "!!!"

Song Zhi lowered her head and spread her palms to look, then looked at Zhou Xingdang with dissatisfaction, for a moment she forgot what she was dissatisfied with, and muttered two words: "It's so good."

Zhou Xingdang: "...?"

Hold!He took two steps back, Song Zhi was actually coveting his ass!No reason!

Song Zhi couldn't bear to see his face as if he was facing a big enemy, so he cut it, staggered and staggered himself onto the soft bed, muttering: "What are you pretending to be, um, hiccup~ It's not like I haven't touched it before." ...!"

Hehe, he is not uncommon to touch.

Zhou Xingdang's three views shattered.

Didn't you touch it?What's the meaning?Is this telling the truth after drinking?During those nights when the two of them slept together, how much did Song Zhi take advantage of him!

Zhou Xingdang stopped taking his pajamas and walked quickly to the bed.

A tie was thrown head-on.

Soaked in wine, but unexpectedly attractive.

He licked his molars, propped his palms on the bed, and gently brushed the tie over Song Zhihong's puffy face: "Song Zhi, the borrowed suit is wrinkled for you, how can you pay for it?"

Song Zhi opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, he unconsciously repeated Zhou Xingdang's words: "Compensation?"

Zhou Xingdang said, "That's right, I have to pay."

Song Zhi didn't know what he thought of, the corners of his mouth pulled down, and his eye sockets turned red, he turned over, grabbed Zhou Xingdang's clothes, and twitched softly: "But Si... Ke Si, I don't have any money."

No money?

Zhou Xingdang hummed suspiciously, how could he remember that Song Zhi's family background was quite good? ...Couldn't it be that the father doesn't love the mother and doesn't love the older brother?That's not right, the last performance showed that the relationship was quite good——

The corner of the clothes was pulled.

Zhou Xingdang lowered his eyes.

Song Zhi's eyes blinked, tears flowed quietly down the corners of his eyes, and fell onto the pure white quilt, making Zhou Xingdang stunned, Song Zhi cried beautifully...

It could be prettier, he thought.

Leaning down, under the agitated state of mind, the tone is actually approaching calm: "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Song Zhi asked softly, "Can I use my body to pay off the debt?"

The author has something to say: Zhou Xingdang: Is there such a good thing?

After Song Zhi woke up, he burned all the Baoyang literature in the world (bushi

Today's Ah Zhi also took advantage of her husband!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Wen Bai;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Xi Huan Baiyue; 1 bottle of Decama;

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