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

The meeting did not end until the evening.

The last item is the signature handshake. Fans line up in front of their idol seats in an orderly manner according to their number plates. Although they are randomly selected fans, the upper circle has a large fan base and more people will be present.

The line was long.

Although the fans were reserved, they still couldn't control their excitement when they came to the front. They whispered some words of encouragement when the idol signed the autograph. Song Zhi signed the photo, and the words were barely readable.

Finally, he drew a heart at the end.

He raised his head and smiled brightly: "I will work hard, let's work hard together."

The fans blushed excitedly: "Yeah! You will definitely debut at the C position! I believe in you! You won't lose to others!" Then, she glanced to the side and nodded firmly: "No! "

Beside Song Zhi is Zhou Xingdang.

Song Zhi smiled and nodded, "Thank you."

From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Xingdang.

Brother Dang is known as the bking of the [-]th Middle School, and the person who left is Bingshan Cool Brother, who refuses to be a fan of clay sculpture fans, although the persona has long been holding a small horn and bribing fans by asking them to drink water to make them change their mouths and shout that Brother Dang has collapsed for seven days. Seven or eight, but there is a handsome face without a smile, which makes people blush and heartbeat, but also a little afraid to speak.

Some fans boldly took advantage of Zhou Xingdang to bow his head to sign and said, "Brother Dang, just have a laugh."

Idols who are not willing to do business should get out of the idol world. With these words, Zhou Xingdang smoked his lungs and showed a big smile to his fans almost reflexively.

The curved eyes are like crescent moons, hiding light and shining brightly under the light.

Freeze in the camera.

With a limited smile to withdraw for a second, Zhou Xingdang pushed the signed photo over, in the form of Polaroid, the black signature handwriting is eye-catching:

Thanks for visiting me :)

Zhou Xingdang

There was also a CP fan who came to them with a photo of the two of them. Song Zhi was stunned when she got it, and looked up to see this little sweet orange looking at him a little nervously, and stammered: "No, can't you? I have—"

Before he finished speaking, Song Zhi had already signed his name on the photo, and pushed it to Zhou Xingdang by the way: "Join the team."

The photos of the two floated over the long table.

It's hard for Zhou Xing, the surroundings are noisy, and Song Zhi's voice is not loud, but he was keenly captured, and he took the photo reflexively.

Also froze for a while.

Immediately he smiled, signed his name next to Song Zhi's, and drew two stars.

Song Zhi got the photo, hesitated for a while, wrote a sentence on the back of the photo, and handed it to Xiao Tianju. After seeing what he wrote, Xiao Tianju's eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Thank you, you guys , you really supported me for a long time when I was very difficult, thank you."

Song Zhi smiled: "Thank you for liking us too."

After this little sweet orange went out, she took a photo of the back of the photo and sent it to CP Chaohua: #行果# I am really lucky, I met Xing Zhi this summer, two wonderful children, into my hands Lots of candy stuffed.

On the photo, Song Zhi's handwriting is clear: Respect every sincere love, thank you for liking.

【QAQ Xiaozhi! 】

[CP fans are also fans!Only fans are no more noble than CP fans!Every love deserves to be respected]

[I really like them, they just sit together like this and I feel so happy, damn it, I always wanted to be an unintentional drug addict, why now I feel more real than anyone else?Xingzhi!When will you be married! 】

There are positive comments and negative speculations, some say that he is fond of CP fans, and some say that he is intentionally wheat bran.This is the case in the entertainment industry, a simple sentence will be magnified infinitely, and everyone will take a magnifying glass to dissect it word by word until the word is distorted to the way they want.

After the meet and greet, the fans left one after another. They stood behind the long table and waved to the fans from a distance. Until the last fan left, the nerves finally relaxed.

Yun Zhao lay on the table: "I'm exhausted!"

Xie Mengyu: "I have to eat some pig's trotters!"

Wu Xian: "Pig trotters? Where are the trotters?"

Cheng Jin: "Look at your hands."

Ji Yuan: "At the end of signing in, I felt like I was back in my school days... I was punished for copying."

Song Zhi: "You were already a student!"

Hot knowledge, Ji Yuan is currently 16 years old and a sophomore in high school. He has to do homework between training sessions. He is often overwhelmed by math. Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang have both tutored him. After the tutoring, he is even more overwhelmed.

Song Zhi covered the pen, saw He Yanying lying on the table, and asked, "Are you all right?"

He Yanying gave a muffled hum.

It's okay, it's just not very good.

The ghost knows how much psychological pressure it will be to meet so many people at close range at once!Fortunately, his fans know what he is like and try not to talk to him.

Both sides smiled and nodded, harmonious and quiet.

Song Zhi smiled, this situation will not be rare after debuting in the future, it seems that He Yanying has to be autistic every time he goes through it.He unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a couple of sips, and didn't bother He Yanying any more, letting him continue to shut himself up.

My wrist was so sore, I was thinking about ordering a real roasted pig's trotter, when my eyes suddenly went dark.

Someone stood at his desk, blocking the light.

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, raised her head, and frowned slightly: "Zhou Xingdang?"

Zhou Xingdang took off his uniform jacket and only wore a white shirt with the corners tucked into his uniform pants. He had an inverted triangle figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

Song Zhi was unmoved, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xingdang said, "Sign it for me."

Song Zhi: "?"

Kick it over: "Everything is boring?"

Zhou Xingdang groaned in pain, but remained firm: "No, what I mean is, my sister's birthday is coming, and I want everyone to write some blessings for her. What a special gift!"

Song Zhi doubted: "Is there a special bag?"

Zhou Xingdang: "My sister likes all the ones I gave."

Song Zhi: "Oh?"

Zhou Xingdang was in a hurry: "You just say whether you sign it or not! If you don't sign it, I'll find someone else to sign it!"

Song Zhi was neither in a hurry nor slow: "You go."

Zhou Xingdang: "..."

Go and go!

The other trainees knew Zhou Qian's background, and all of them wrote sincere wishes. Yun Zhao also made a promise to treat him to hot pot. Xie Mengyu looked down on him: "Do you think Mr. Zhou is short of your hot pot meal?"

After the ridicule, Shua Shua Shua signed.

Yun Zhao countered: "Do you think Mr. Zhou lacks your gaudy signature?"

After a circle of people signed, it was still Song Zhi's turn. Song Zhi reluctantly picked up the pen, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you forget about it? I feel that your sister doesn't like me very much, so you can make her angry."

Zhou Xingdang squatted down, put his chin on the table, and whispered coquettishly: "Sign it, sign it."

He Yanying, who got down on the ground after signing, raised his head and glanced at him.

Zhou Xing was fierce: "Have you ever seen anyone acting like a baby!?"

He Yanying got down again.

Song Zhi was dumbfounded by him, afraid that he would make something wrong again, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll just write... um, happy birthday?"

Zhou Xingdang said, "You can write whatever you want."

Thinking of something suddenly, Zhou Xingdang said, "You add a sister in front."

Song Zhi nodded and wrote: Sister, happy birthday to you^^

Signed: Song Zhi.

Song Zhi asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Zhou Xingdang nodded seriously.

He took out another photo of two people: "Let's sign another one!"

Song Zhi: "...Get lost."

a forum.

Landlord: I bought a few pictures from a proxy shooter and sent them out for the benefit of everyone.

[The original poster should choose an exciting title. I thought to myself, what kind of picture is Xingzhi? I haven't seen it before, but I almost missed this kind of good thing! 】

[I'm sloppy, what are you doing?Zhou Xingdang asked Song Zhi to sign?What love tricks are the young couple playing? 】

[I can't take it anymore, are you playing cosplay here? 】

[Inside information, because Zhou Xingdang's sister is going to celebrate her birthday, Zhou Xingdang asked every trainee to write a blessing.Didn’t the landlord’s proxy shoot other people’s photos?Stop spreading rumors here, fake sugar is not afraid of choking]

[Wow, it turns out that Song Zhi, who is beautiful and kind, is sending blessings to her colleague's sister, is this also used for sugar? 】

Landlord: Oh, is Zhou Xingdang also squatting in front of other people's desks? 【picture】

【…】

【………】

[Zhou Xingdang, what are you doing... It's fine to squat in front of someone's desk, and your chin is still on the desk. Do you think you flirted with a female classmate in high school? 】

[Song Zhi's eyes, don't love them too much...]

[Laughed to death, the two families lost their voice collectively, after reacting: I don't understand]

【Is there anything you don't understand?It seems that Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang played really well, well, good brother, I have already seen the soul of the debut group in advance! 】

[Actually, my brother and his brother will do the same, it's normal, straight men don't pay much attention to this]

[Upstairs, pay attention to your brother...]

[The only fan who will be strong in his life is pity]

The staff had to clean the arena, and there were fans waiting outside the arena to get off work. The trainees didn't have a long rest, and they were urged to go back to No. [-] High School.

The popularity of the idol training camp was unprecedented. Fans gathered around the venue. Fortunately, they all knew order and supported them from a safe distance. Song Zhi walked all the way to receive letters, got into the car, and drove again. Window waved to the fans.

Zhou Xingdang sat next to him and shouted loudly: "Go back early!"

The sound of taking pictures kept thinking, and was slowly shut out of the car window together with the flashlight.Song Zhi closed his eyes wearily, the lights in the carriage were not turned on, and the fragmentary light flashed by outside the window.

Someone grabbed his little finger.

He moved sensitively, but he didn't avoid it. Instead, he allowed the hand's small movements to become more and more excessive, until the wide palm wrapped his whole hand, and his thumb gently rubbed his wrist.

Song Zhi leaned to the left, slack on Zhou Xingdang's shoulder.

In the silent speeding car, under the flickering light and shadow of the neon lights, he enjoyed the warmth of this moment with Zhou Xingdang.

"All trainees!" The staff member sitting in the co-pilot suddenly said, the red light of the camera flickered, Song Zhi sat upright reflexively, opened his eyes, looked at the camera, paused, and then moved to the side.

Zhou Xingdang: "..."

Sooner or later Dark Shark these staff.

The [-] of them were divided into several cars, and each car had a shooting task, but it was just to shoot some daily life, so there was no need to be tense, and the trainees were also a little casual.

The staff asked, "How do you feel?"

Song Zhi said, "A little tired."

Sheng Ning disagreed: "I can't say that, I have to say, although I am a little tired, I think everything is worth it."

Song Zhi smiled, and suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, I have learned from Teacher Sheng. Although I am a little tired, everything is worth it." He touched Zhou Xingdang's shoulder: "What do you think?"

Zhou Xingdang looked at him sideways: "Well, it's worth it."

The atmosphere of the chat was relaxed, and soon the staff put away the camera and let them rest freely. Song Zhi was sleepy for a long time, and fell asleep almost as soon as the camera was turned off.

Fall asleep, but not quite.

In a daze, he felt someone hugging his shoulders, letting his head gently lean over. The perfume Zhou Xingdang sprayed today smelled very good, like the sun clearing after the rain, the sun was blazing, evaporating the raindrops on the branches, leaves and flowers in the garden. Wipe off traces of rain little by little, clear and clean.

His lips moved.

It should be Zhou Xingdang's name, because Zhou Xingdang quickly leaned over: "Huh?"

He said: "...Let's go eat hot pot."

Zhou Xingdang replied that he didn't agree, he didn't hear clearly, he just thought about the last of that prank mission, fortunately he was shameless and asked for a chance to eat hot pot from the director.

Just in time.

When it's cold, it's time to eat hot pot.

The time was finally set on the next night, and he sneaked through the side door of the Seventeenth Middle School.Zhou Xingdang and Song Zhi's ten-person stage are not in the same group, and they made an appointment to meet at the back door directly after class.

Sweaty all over after class, Zhou Xingsang went back to the dormitory to take a shower, changed into what he thought was the most handsome outfit, arranged his hairstyle, sprayed on perfume, put on the most expensive shoes, looked at himself in the mirror, tsk One sound: "It can make Song Zhishuai's saliva flow down."

Thinking of Song Zhi's nympho look at him, he was happy again.

Before leaving, she thought of avoiding fans and keeping a low profile. She took out a fisherman hat from Song Zhi's suitcase, put it on, put on a mask, and sneaked out through the back door.

This road has a blind spot with the front door, and the program crew did not install a camera. Zhou Xingdang let himself go, and walked very happily.

When I got to the back door, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

...Why are there so many people!

The sky was dark, and the street lamps couldn't bring much light. He could only see people moving around. His happiness came to an abrupt end. He walked over with a frown, thinking that he might have been discovered. Where is Song Zhi now? Go to his classroom and wait—

"Zhou Xingdang!" Song Zhi stepped out from the crowd: "This way!"

Others also looked over.

They are all trainees.

Zhou Xingdang: "?"

etc!Isn't going to eat hot pot this time a secret date between him and Song Zhi?Why are there so many insignificant people here!

That cloud photo!Don't you eat anything except Chongqing hotpot?Thank you Mengyu!Dare to come out to fish if the concert is over!Ji Yuan! A 16-year-old boy must learn to leave his parents!Congratulations!Are you not afraid of society? Can you feed so many people?

...?

Zhou Xingdang's eyes widened in disbelief, why are Gu Wei and Lu Domain Names there!

Gu Wei noticed Zhou Xingdang's gaze, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and rolled his eyes: "I want to eat hot pot, can't I?"

Zhou Xingdang: "..."

Pull those light bulbs down hard, morning and night.

In Song Zhi's words, since the program group paid for it, then of course everyone went up together, and cheated the program group as much as they could. He gave Zhou Xingdang a piece of fat beef: "Eat more, only when you are full." Have the strength to be angry."

Zhou Xingdang was so angry that his teeth itched: "I'm not angry!"

Song Zhi raised her eyebrows: "Oh, is that so? Don't eat that fat cow."

Zhou Xing quickly pressed down on the fat cow with his chopsticks, picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth: "If you are not angry, you have to eat." At the end, he was still upset: "Are you short of that money?"

Song Zhi gave a long hum.

Zhou Xingdang was afraid that he would reveal his lack, so he hurriedly filled in the omission: "I am not lacking." As he spoke, he looked around angrily, "Bring such a group of light bulbs."

Song Zhi laughed at his childishness, but also felt cute, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Let's have dinner together after the game. You can eat whatever you want."

Zhou Xingdang repeated his words: "You can eat whatever you want?"

Song Zhi nodded.

Zhou Xingdang looked at him quietly.

Song Zhi: "...No way."

Zhou Xingdang was furious: "You said that you can eat whatever you want!"

Song Zhi: "..."

Don't bother to care about these prospective college students whose minds are full of yellow waste.

It happened that Xie Mengyu stood up and called him: "Song Zhi! I must respect you with this cup! Although I didn't like you when I first entered the Seventeenth Middle School, but now I have all the respect for you, brother!"

Song Zhi also stood up: "Stop talking, it's all in the milk."

That's right, they have to get up early for training tomorrow. They substituted AD calcium milk for wine and drank heartily.Just some weird drunken behavior.

For example, Wu Xian put his arms around Cheng Jin and said he didn’t want to make a debut if he didn’t make a debut. After being beaten up by Cheng Jin, he hugged Xie Mengyu again and asked Xie Mengyu if I was wrong. The friends I made wow, Xie Mengyu put the cup on the table, turned around and said to Yun Zhao: "You can't make a debut, and I won't make a debut either!"

Yun Zhao ended the conversation with the sentence "Climb for me".

He Yanying had been eating hot pot in silence, when Ji Yuan poked him, he raised his head blankly, his lips moved: "...what's wrong?"

Ji Yuan asked: "Aren't you going to have a drink with Ah Zhi?"

He Yanying glanced at Song Zhi, and then at Ji Yuan, Ji Yuan smiled brightly: "I can see it, you really like our Ah Zhi, don't you?"

He Yanying blinked.

Ji Yuan seemed to think of something, and said ah: "I'm talking about the same love as me, you are an orange!"

With just one sentence, he became a fan of He Yanying.

He Yan greeted him silently, without rebuttal, poured a glass of milk, changed seats with Ji Yuan and sat next to Song Zhi, touched Song Zhi's arm, Song Zhi turned his head, and said, "Drink one."

"Okay." Song Zhi clinked the cup with him, and drank the milk in the cup: "Yan Ying."

"what?"

"Let's go out together."

"Why don't you drink with me? Why don't you debut with me?" Zhou Xingdang leaned over, and Song Zhi's attention was immediately drawn away by him, so annoyed that he stepped on his foot, Zhou Xingdang held down his leg: "You talk!"

Song Zhi became angry: "Are you annoying?"

He Yanying sipped the milk in the cup before saying slowly, "Okay."

Let's debut together.

It was already late at night after eating hot pot. The program team called them and said they would pick it up in half an hour. They wandered on the street. There were still some Kongming lanterns that were not sold out during the Mid-Autumn Festival in the 24-hour convenience store, and they were all wrapped up by Xie Mengyu: "Go , Let go of the Kongming lanterns!"

Borrowed a pen to write wishes again.

Xie Mengyu and the others were noisily competing to put it up first, the flags stood up and flew up, and one fell faster than the other, laughing and playing, and finally let the Kongming lantern fly, and they were surprised and blown away how high they could fly .

Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang walked a bit sideways, there were endless fields in the open space, it was the season of maturity, when the wind blew past, there was a rustling sound, it was cool and comfortable.

Zhou Xingdang's sky lantern finally flew up.

It wobbled and flew high into the sky, the flames swayed lightly, reflected on the light and thin paper, the glowing red was extremely beautiful.Song Zhi raised her head, watched Zhou Xingdang's lamp chasing him, and suddenly said, "Zhou Xingdang."

Zhou Xingdang turned his face sideways: "Huh?"

"What wish did you make?"

"..."

Did not hear the answer, Song Zhi looked at Zhou Xingdang, just about to ask again, saw Zhou Xingdang smiled in the dim light, and said, "Song Zhi, I'm very selfish."

"……what?"

"So I only made one wish." Zhou Xingdang met his gaze, looked into his eyes, and said, "I hope you are happy every day."

The author has something to say: Song Zhi: I really like this wish.

Well, Xiaohe is a bit fancied.In his previous life, he looked at Song Zhi differently, but because he never had a chance to cooperate and he was afraid of society, he was not familiar with Song Zhi.

Well, if others look at Song Zhi one more time, they will be blacklisted by Dang Ge.

I don’t know if Kongming lanterns can still be put on now, so let’s take it as it is in the text!

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