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

Although Zhou Xingdang had already guessed from Zhou Xingdang's behavior that he couldn't hide his thoughts, he would see it when he returned to the dormitory, but when the door of 205 opened and Xie Mengyu and Sheng Ning let out the fireworks, he was still very frightened.

If Zhou Xingdang hadn't pulled him, Song Zhi would have almost turned around and left.

Xie Mengyu hugged him: "What are you running, big birthday boy, come in, come in. I've been waiting for you for a long time!" He complained to Zhou Xingdang: "He's been training until now for his birthday, isn't he human?"

Zhou Xingdang hehe: "Who said we are only training?"

Xie Mengyu: "..."

I don't know what I got in my head, my face became hot, and I cursed again: "It's not even human!"

Zhou Xingdang was so happy that he was not a human being. Instead of being ashamed, he became proud and whistled: "Okay, brothers, don't blot out the ink, where are the lead singers? Let's sing three-two-one!"

It was still the happy birthday song, Chinese and English each sang, and Ji Yuan came out of the crowd pushing the cake.

In the summer of the Seventeenth Middle School, he pulled out quickly, his height was almost 1.8 meters, his face with a bit of baby fat was smiling brightly at the moment, and his voice was still in the stage of changing his voice: "A Zhi! Happy birthday!"

Song Zhi was pushed in front of the cake by everyone, and the lights in the dormitory were turned off with a snap.

Only nineteen candles remained burning.

The flame moved slightly.

Song Zhi clasped his hands together between his fingers, and closed his eyes.

He thought, in the previous life, it must be because he was too greedy, wanted everything, and God was so busy, he didn't bother to pay attention to him when he saw so many things, so this time he is not greedy, so he will make a wish.

After Xu finished, Song Zhi opened his eyes and blew out the candles.

Among the cheers, Wu Xian's voice was the loudest: "Oh yeah! I can finally eat cake! Song Zhi, I want to eat strawberries! Please give me the biggest one, and let me grow meat for everyone!"

"Get lost if you don't grow fat!"

"If you eat sweets and don't get acne!"

"If you know how to eat, get out!"

After cutting the cake and dividing it up, there was a pause, no one knew who started it, and they started smashing cakes at each other. The heartbroken Wu Xian yelled, "Don't waste food!"

Song Zhi stayed away from the battlefield in silence, sipping on the first birthday cake after rebirth.

Zhou Xingdang also squeezed over and asked him, "Did you make a wish?"

Song Zhi didn't look at him: "It won't work if you say it."

Zhou Xingdang: "I said it last time."

He let out a cry: "It's not really ineffective, is it?"

Song Zhi thought it was funny: "Zhou Xingdang, let me teach you a way."

Zhou Xingdang asked: "What?"

Song Zhi took a bite of the strawberry on the cake, and it was a little sour. He frowned and said, "If you go to a fortune teller, and the fortune teller says that you will be rich and powerful in the future, then what he said must be true. But if he tells you Will the future be rough and not end well?"

Zhou Xingdang thought for a while: "Will it cost money to crack it?"

Song Zhi shook his head. Taking advantage of Zhou Xingdang's serious listening, he threw the remaining half of the strawberries on his cake, and then pretended to be mysterious: "If he said that, it can only explain one thing."

"what? What?"

"Feudal superstition is a must."

"..."

"Have you learned it?" Song Zhi raised an eyebrow at him proudly.

Zhou Xingdang was speechless: "So what exactly did you wish for!"

Song Zhi: "Guess."

Zhou Xingdang: "I can't guess!"

Song Zhi ate the cake with a light tone: "Then you guess slowly."

As he spoke, he turned his back, and within two seconds of shaking his head, he saw Congratulations walking towards him, with his hands raised high, his palms covered with cakes, it seemed that he wanted to "attack" him when he was not prepared, but I didn't expect him to turn back suddenly.

He Yanying: "..."

Song Zhi: "..."

He Yanying: "..."

Song Zhi: "You—"

He Yanying stepped forward suddenly, and smacked his face with his palm. While Song Zhi was still in shock, he turned around calmly and ran away.It's a pity that the dormitory is too small, as long as you don't run out, you will definitely be caught.

Song Zhi: "Congratulations!"

Zhou Xingdang also said, "Congratulations!"

The cake fight eventually turned into a melee, and almost everyone got a little bit of it, not even their hair.Wu Xian, the cook, was heartbroken: "I told you not to waste it—hey? Why can't I see anything? Wasting food was punished by God?"

Cheng Jin laughed and scolded him: "Lights out, idiot."

Wu Xian: "Oh..."

Everyone laughed together in the gradually getting used to the darkness, except Song Zhi and Zhou Xingdang.Zhou Xingdang seemed to have timed it right, as soon as the lights went out he dragged Song Zhi and pushed him into the bathroom.

Then kissed him.

Being discovered, the door was not closed, and laughter came in from outside, but he raised his head and kissed Zhou Xingdang in the dark corner, and was defeated by his offensive, hot breaths intertwined, and they swallowed each other's saliva.

The sweetness rolled on the tip of the tongue, and the accumulated longing spewed out. In the moist and hot kiss, the sound of the heartbeat resonated with him.

Then, the tip of Zhou Xingdang's tongue turned down.

Lick the cake away bit by bit.

Song Zhi's hand firmly grasped the door frame, with bulging veins. He raised his head and bit his lower lip, and inserted the fingertips of his other hand into Zhou Xingdang's hair. Under the tremendous stimulation, he lost his strength, like a dying man. Panting like a fish.

Zhou Xingdang licked the cream from the corners of his lips, raised his head and smiled at him, his voice low and hoarse: "Song Zhi, sweet."

At 59:[-] that night, Zhou Xingdang's Weibo was updated.

@爱豆运行营团-周行湖: @爱豆运行营团-宋把, happy birthday!Every step in the future is covered with starlight, magnanimous and bright. PS: The birthday wish actually told me that it will come true sooner :)

The accompanying picture shows Song Zhi making a wish with her eyes closed.

Sweet porridge, oranges, small sweet oranges, and drugged chickens are all crazy.

[What the fuck? ? ?It's not enough to comment, and you have to post an original post at the end of the day?Zhou Xingdang...you love him so much, I agree to this marriage]

【He wants to help him fulfill his birthday wish!He wants to help him realize his birthday wish! !He wants to help him realize his birthday wish! ! ! 】

【Friends, my little sweet orange friend is crazy. He just yelled at my house, woke up the neighbors, and said he was going to complain about our QAQ】

[Throw away the little sweet orange]

【It’s so beautiful, this photo.Thank you blogger for sharing the fresh Song Zhi, I have a picture of this orange hug!Woohoo, what is our Ah Zhi wishing for at this moment? 】

[I don’t know, anyway, Zhou Xingdang wants to help him realize it]

[Small sweet oranges don't force fans...]

[Sweet porridge sisters are all asleep?Why don't you speak? 】

【Everyone hangs themselves】

After zero, Song Zhi replied: I will tell you when you wake up^^

Tangerine: Ahhhhhh I want to hear it too, I want to hear it too!Don't be so alien to Ma Ma!

Sweet porridge: You really want to spend my son's money!

Xiaotianju: The young couple take their money from the same pocket, yours and mine are each other’s [heart]

The autumn rain in Sucheng is pattering, taking away the last sliver of heat in autumn.

The newly planted saplings in the campus are swaying in the rain, and they can't even fall a few leaves. The sycamore tree transplanted in front of the teaching building falls, sticking together wet and wet, and is trampled by the trainees' hasty sneakers. However, it was a mess.

Song Zhi got up late, and while brushing his teeth, he looked at the rain outside the window and said vaguely, "It should be snowing."

"No way?" Zhou Xingdang put on his sweater and said, "I checked the weather forecast yesterday, and it said that there will be no snow in the near future, but it will rain non-stop, which is annoying."

Song Zhi turned her head and said seriously, "I say I will do it, and I will do it."

He holds a toothbrush cup in his left hand and a toothbrush in his right hand. His mouth is full of foam. When he is serious, he is not threatening, but rather cute.Zhou Xingdang strode over and kissed the corner of his mouth: "It's so cute!"

Song Zhi: "..."

Expressionless: "Go away."

Zhou Xingdang took advantage enough, put on his shoes, and said, "Get out right away!"

The program team invited a hairdresser to the [-]th Middle School to give them hairstyles for the finals. Group A of the ten-person stage was arranged in the morning, while group B had to conduct normal training.

Before leaving, Zhou Xingdang asked, "What color do you think I dyed this time?"

Song Zhi rinsed her saliva: "It's up to you."

Zhou Xingdang said, "You choose for me."

Song Zhi tilted his head and thought about it. In his previous life, although he didn't pay attention to Zhou Xingdang after retiring from the circle, with Zhou Xingdang's popularity, he could see billboards everywhere he went. Even if he thought it was an eyesore, he couldn't deny that Zhou Xingdang was still quite handsome.

Idol is about to dye his hair, Zhou Xingdang's hair color often changes, but what to say is the best look——

Song Zhi said, "Golden color."

He looked at Zhou Xingdang and said, "Your skin is fair, and it looks best if you dye it golden."

Zhou Xingdang: "Okay! Just dye it gold!"

Well, Song Zhi took a handful of water and splashed it on his face. He raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror, patted his face, and thought, yes, this time the blonde Zhou Xingdang is no longer untouchable on the billboard in the window Big star now.

is his.

Sure enough, Zhou Xingdang dyed his hair blond.

The saturation of the golden hair is not so high, and the skin color is very prominent. If it weren't for his tough lines and outlines, he wouldn't laugh much at first, and the other trainees could only fight secretly behind his back.

"Like a doll!"

"Get out of the way, clay sculpture bastard! He's obviously a prince!"

"The Doll Prince."

"Leave a man for the Seventeenth High School!"

In order to surprise the fans, the trainees who dyed their new hair color have been wearing hats in and out for the past two days, such as peaked caps, woolen caps, fisherman hats, and some old hats regardless of their image, so that they can only be seen from the pictures of going to and from work every day. Fans who saw their idols said angrily: Sooner or later, burn all these men's hats!

And as the final was approaching day by day, Song Zhi suddenly remembered Zhou Xingdang's diary while he was busy.

He had read it in his previous life, but with such a big change in this life, he doesn't know if Zhou Xingdang still has the habit of keeping a diary.Fortunately, Zhou Qian's majesty is still there, and he actually found the diary from under Zhou Xingdang's pillow.

It was already the night before the finals.

The program team drove them back from the practice room early for tomorrow's state, but staying up late for several days formed a biological clock, and after tomorrow's finals, the trainees would go their separate ways. The trainees couldn't sleep, and they were afraid of disturbing others. or meditate in the dormitory, or chat with good trainees.

In Zhou Xingdang's vision, he should whisper to Song Zhi in the dormitory with the lights off, and finally fall asleep on his feet, or simply have a hearty and hearty refreshment the night before the doomsday.or--

Anyway, in all the imaginations, Song Zhi wanted to read his [-]th high school diary.

Song Zhi sat on the upper bunk, acting like a baby in a rare way: "Let me have a look."

As soon as Song Zhi acted like a baby, who could stand it, Zhou Xing shook his head, blurted out his agreement without even thinking about it, and regretted it after agreeing: "But you can't laugh at me after reading it!"

"Don't laugh, don't laugh," Song Zhi didn't raise his head, "I used to-"

Zhou Xingdang heard half of what he said: "Before what?"

Song Zhi immediately said, "Nothing!"

Afraid that Zhou Xingdang would ask again, he naturally changed the subject: "Why don't you hurry up and take a shower?"

He didn't open the diary until Zhou Xingdang went to take a shower.

2017/8/9

The other lower berth is a brother, my lower berth wants to seduce me, annoying.

2017/8/10

Song Zhi wants to form a CP with me, for the sake of popularity and debut, it's not impossible.

2017/8/11

I haven't thought of a CP name until now.

2017/8/16

Song Zhi insisted on sleeping with me...

People nowadays are really not reserved at all!

2017/9/2

It's over, Song Zhi seems to really like me

Song Zhi laughed out loud.

In the bathroom, Zhou Xingdang had just finished taking off his shirt when he heard laughter and ran away on the spot, the voice piercing through the door: "Don't laugh at me!"

Song Zhi quickly stopped laughing and coaxed him: "I think you are cute!"

Zhou Xingdang hehe: "It's best!"

Most of Zhou Xingdang's diaries are related to him. Sometimes he is written about him, and when he is not there, he is written obliquely. The handwriting is scribbled, but he is written every day.

The bits and pieces of these three months have been composed of one sentence and one sentence.

2017/10/29

Today is Song Zhi's birthday

he has a nice smile

he is so cute

his lips are so sweet

2017/10/30

I really want to know Song Zhi's birthday wish

2017/11/3

Final night rehearsal, it really snowed.

Xie Mengyu said that Song Zhi and I's two-person stage was very similar to a wedding scene, and I wished I could pay the money on the spot, and it was the first time I saw him speak human words after knowing him for so long.

On the way back, Song Zhi secretly kissed me.

He should love me.

……

Looking through the entire diary, Zhou Xingdang just came out of the shower, his blond hair was blown fluffy, he deliberately looked handsome when he came out, lifted his bangs, leaned against the door of the bathroom, and asked Song Zhi :"How about it?"

Song Zhi perfunctory: "Handsome."

Zhou Xingdang didn't hear the answer he wanted: "Come down."

Anyway, after reading the diary, Song Zhi stuffed the notebook under the pillow and got down from the upper bunk. Seeing Zhou Xingdang still leaning against the door, he was surprised: "Are you still coming to sleep?"

Zhou Xing was full of anger: "Aren't I handsome like this?"

Song Zhi was even more surprised: "Didn't I say he's handsome?"

Zhou Xingdang: "Don't distract yourself!"

Song Zhi: "Wow! You are so handsome! Handsome guy, can you sleep?"

Zhou Xingdang: "Take it off."

Song Zhi: "Can you sleep...?"

Zhou Xingdang smiled at him, and the man rushed over: "Yes!"

Song Zhi kicked over, "Stop being so fucking cute."

Tomorrow is the final, and Zhou Xingdang was also afraid of getting angry and it would end badly, so he only kissed Song Zhi for a while and then got up.After the lights were turned off, he held Song Zhi in his arms, yawned and said, "Good night."

"Well," Song Zhi rubbed his shoulder, "Good night."

Zhou Xingdang fell asleep quickly, but Song Zhi couldn't fall asleep no matter what.He stared at the board of the upper bunk for a while, and then listened carefully to the sound of the wind outside the window. The wind slapped the window gently with snowflakes, but it couldn't penetrate the tightly closed window.

This snow is going to get bigger and bigger.

Song Zhi thought to himself, in his previous life, he didn't stop until the end of the night of the finals. He didn't make his debut, and he watched the snow for a long time on the roof of the Seventeenth Middle School.

After thinking for a while, Song Zhi simply got out of bed.

Lightly, without disturbing Zhou Xingdang, he put on a long down jacket and quietly left the dormitory.There are five floors in the dormitory, they only used the third floor, the fourth and fifth floors were empty, someone forgot to close the door leading to the roof, and the wind blew in.

He jumped into the snow against the wind, but when he looked up, he saw someone standing somewhere with a cigarette between his fingers, and the sparks were particularly dazzling in the snow.

I | Fuck!

Hit someone to smoke!

Song Zhi subconsciously turned around and slipped away, but the people behind stopped him calmly: "Song Zhi?"

Lin Chi's voice.

Tomorrow's final night tutor will naturally come, the room that the program team booked for the tutor in the hotel was besieged by illegitimate students, in desperation, when preparing to book another hotel, Lin Chi proposed to live in No. [-] Middle School.

The Seventeenth Middle School is like a peach blossom garden in the complicated world, in the whirlpool, but not falling into the secular world.

So the program team arranged rooms for the instructors on the first floor.Song Zhi dawdled towards Lin Chi while thinking, didn't he hear that Lin Chi always went to bed early when he was not working? What does it mean to go to the rooftop to smoke in the middle of the night...

Lin Chi flicked the cigarette ash and asked, "Can't sleep?"

The wind in the first snow is like a knife, Song Zhi couldn't help but gather up the down jacket, he nodded: "The air conditioner in the dormitory is too stuffy, I want to come out to get some fresh air."

Lin Chi smiled.

Song Zhi hesitated to speak: "Mr. Lin, you—"

Lin Chi said, "I can't sleep either."

Song Zhi asked, "Not used to it?"

Lin Chi shook his head: "It's been a long time since I slept with you Teacher Qu."

Song Zhi slightly widened her eyes.

Are the two at odds?

still--

"Don't think about it." Lin Chi smoked a cigarette, raised his head, and exhaled beautiful smoke rings: "Qu Wan and I are not together. To be precise, it is Qu Wan who has not agreed to be with me."

Song Zhi: "..."

There is too much information in this passage, he can't stop thinking about it!

There was a pile of cigarette butts at Lin Chi's feet, obviously he had spent a long time here alone to relieve his worries, he clicked his tongue and said, "Don't talk about this. Let's talk about you, why can't you sleep, are you nervous?"

Song Zhi pursed her lips: "...um."

It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous.The results of his previous life were caused by various things, big and small, but the biggest turning point was the day of his debut, which made his life deviate from the direction for the first time.

Lin Chi put out the cigarette butt in the snow and recalled: "I did the same thing the night before my debut."

Lin Chi was also a trainee, and he trained in the company for five full years before he had the chance to debut.He smiled and said: "We couldn't sleep the night before, so we went for a walk by the river together. The wind was so strong that night, we could see the venue for tomorrow's performance from a distance, and the cheering pictures made by the company were brightly lit. I took took a photo."

At that time, the pixels of the mobile phone were not good, and the pictures were blurry, but the scene at that time was always engraved in my heart, and it will never be erased.

Song Zhi listened quietly.

I heard Lin Chi talk about how no one cared when he first debuted. He said that the five of them went to road shows, music festivals, and platter concerts to brush their faces. After earning money, they ordered takeaway in the dormitory, and the beer splashed out when they collided. The neon lights outside the window shone in, all of which were the bright and wanton smiling faces of young people.

"Having said so much, what I want to say the most is," Lin Chi looked at him: "It won't be more difficult than it was then. Do what you should do, and time will tell you the answer. Come on, do this bowl chicken soup."

Song Zhi had been listening silently, her eye circles were red, and she couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "It's done!"

The night in No. [-] Middle School was quiet. After the wind stopped, the snow fell silently, laying a thick layer on the hats of the two of them.Lin Chi lit another cigarette and said, "Go back to sleep."

Song Zhi was about to speak, but suddenly heard someone calling his name.

It's vague and inaudible.

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the door, the sound of footsteps approaching, Zhou Xingdang walked into the snow wearing only unlined clothes: "Song Zhi?"

Lin Chi teased: "There are still people looking for you."

Behind Zhou Xingdang came out another person, fully armed, even a hat and a mask, his voice was muffled inside, obviously unhappy: "Lin Chi."

Lin Chi was so startled that his hands trembled, the smoke fell into the snow, and he stepped on it: "Qu Wan."

Song Zhi imitated the example, and teased back: "Mr. Lin is also looking for someone."

Lin Chi whispered: "Stop laughing, I'm going to be finished."

He promised Qu Wan that he would quit smoking.

Song Zhi laughed, he said hello to Qu Wan, went straight to Zhou Xingdang, opened his down jacket and pulled Zhou Xingdang in, Zhou Xingdang was woken up by the air-conditioning, and complained: "Why did you fall asleep and disappeared?"

Song Zhi dragged him back: "How do you know I'm here?"

"Telepathy."

"..."

"Well, I went around the dormitories and didn't find you. I used the method of elimination to exclude you."

"Oh."

"You and I are not meant to be, it's all up to me to reason."

"To shut up."

"..."

"Go back to sleep."

"You sleep with me."

"……it is good."

The next day.

It snowed all night, and the cleaners who got up early cleared a way to the door, and the sisters of each station carried the guns and waited. At 08:30 in the morning, [-] trainees, the last time for the idol training camp to work. .

The night of the live broadcast of the idol training camp finals also officially kicked off.

The author has something to say: Let us look forward to the debut night!

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