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

The meeting place is on the second floor of the library. The spacious room has no bookshelves and can accommodate more than a hundred people. The cameraman and director stood in a circle, waiting for the trainees to take their seats.

Cheng Jin reserved a seat for Song Zhi and Ji Yuan, and Zhou Xingdang happened to sit on his side, taking advantage of the gap, resting his chin on his knees and resting his elbows on his knees to catch up on sleep.

The bangs were soaked in sweat, and they were lifted up, revealing a smooth forehead, very neat and handsome.

Song Zhi glanced at it, then glanced at it again.

"What are you looking at?" Ji Yuan asked curiously.

Song Zhi sat upright, "It's nothing."

He lowered his head and hooked the tip of his tongue over the back molars. Why didn't he realize that Zhou Xingdang was so good-looking before?It's milky when you smile, cool when you're not smiling.

Being half asleep and half awake, huddled there, can easily arouse people's desire for protection.

If he was going to die, why did he have such a crush on his mentality?

In the last 3 minutes, Xie Mengyu and Yun Zhao rushed in. Zhou Xingdang didn't reserve a seat for them. The two threw oden to Zhou Xingdang cursingly, and went to the back to find a seat.

The smell of oden soon filled the whole space, and someone shouted: "Who is eating oden! It smells so good!"

Zhou Xingdang sat where he was, eating so calmly.

After a while, a note was handed over from behind, with Xie Mengyu's words on it like a dog crawling: Song Zhi asked us to buy it, do you like fish balls?

Zhou Xingdang looked at the note, and then at the back of Song Zhi's head. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the back of his head was different from other people's, and rounder than others. He saw that he was often turned over by his parents when he was a baby to make it so round.

so cute.

Zhou Xingdang reached out and patted the back of Song Zhi's head.

Song Zhi turned around: "?"

Zhou Xingdang smiled.

Song Zhi lowered her voice: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xingdang still smiled and didn't speak.

——Your wish, I have received it.

Song Zhi: "..."

baffling!

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers, interrupting the eye contact between the two.Song Zhi looked over, and someone stood up from the crowd and announced that he was the host of this game, and now he wanted to choose a lucky one to host with him.

In the end, I chose my teammates from the same company.

After the host came on stage, everyone realized that the game was about arm wrestling, and it was a game to show the strength of their boyfriends. All the contestants were eager to try.Song Zhi didn't have much strength, and didn't have much desire for victory, but he was the first to raise his hand.

"Today! If I lose, I'll—" Song Zhi took the microphone and spoke harshly, and after thinking for a while, it was fixed on Zhou Xingdang's hand, and he said harshly, "I'll cook Zhou Xingdang's Oden! Eat it! !"

"Hey~~~" The innocuous flag made the trainees boo Song Zhi in disappointment, and someone suggested: "Why don't you just let Zhou Xingdang eat it for you."

Zhou Xingdang handed the paper bowl forward: "There are many more."

Song Zhi: "?"

The air was quiet for two seconds, and laughter resounded throughout the second floor.

"Who do you look down on!" Song Zhi rolled up her sleeves and entered the stage aggressively.

After half a minute.

Song Zhi: "Farewell!"

Everyone in the audience: "Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Song Zhi can't do it!"

"It's only half a minute! Why isn't I on stage!"

"Zhou Xingdang, you can give me your oden!"

"I think Song Zhi just wants to eat oden! What matters if you win or not? Is it important to eat?"

Song Zhi covered his face and left the stage, stretched out a hand sideways, and the paper bowl touched his face, still steaming, he raised his eyes, and Zhou Xingdang looked at him without blinking.

Song Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is it really for me?"

Zhou Xingdang: "You look like you want to eat."

Song Zhi: "I didn't lose on purpose!"

Zhou Xingdang: "Oh!"

He handed it forward again, impatiently: "Do you want to eat?"

Song Zhi: "...Eat."

So the arm wrestlers on the stage changed in turn, Song Zhi was reacting and eating oden under the stage, so greedy that Ji Yuan wanted to have a bite, but Zhou Xingdang stared back.

Ji Yuan was aggrieved, and said in a low voice, "Go shopping with me when it's over."

Song Zhi couldn't bear to give Ji Yuan the leftovers that both of them had eaten, so he rubbed his head: "Be good, bear with it."

The conversation fell on Zhou Xingdang's ears.

Zhou Xingdang: Hehe, he is really not willing to give to others what I gave him.

The recording didn't end until ten o'clock, some trainees were taken away after being arrested, and some trainees returned to the practice room to continue training. As soon as Ji Yuan was dismissed, he took Song Zhi straight to the convenience store, and asked Song Zhi vaguely while eating oden Back to practice room.

The rain stopped again, and the night wind became dry and hot.

Song Zhi sat on the bench in the convenience store, looking at the reflection on the floor-to-ceiling windows, he thought for a while: "After a long day, it's time to rest. Aren't you tired?"

"I'm tired." Ji Yuan drooped his eyes, "But everyone worked so hard, look at that Zhou Xingdang, he has already returned to the practice room."

"That's because he's stupid." Song Zhi thought of him chatting with Zhou Xingdang about the cell phone just after the show ended, but who would have thought that Zhou Xingdang frowned and gave him a reproachful look before leaving. ? ?

Why didn't Zhou Xingdang find out that there was something wrong with him before!

Song Zhi said: "Our Xiao Yuan is so smart, we don't need to use that stupid method!"

Ji Yuan nodded sharply, and he remembered another thing: "Are you still sleeping with Zhou Xingdang today?"

"..." Song Zhi almost spit out a sip of water, he coughed twice: "No, I won't sleep anymore. I remembered that I still have a piece of luggage in the election department, and there are new sheets and quilts inside."

Even if there is no new one, he can't sleep with Zhou Xingdang anymore.

Looking at the dark circles under Zhou Xingdang's eyes, he probably didn't sleep much last night, and he still insisted on training. If he died suddenly one day, he still couldn't bear the responsibility.

The dormitory is bustling right now, they are all in their twenties, they are very busy all day long, sleeping happily, and the deafening music can be heard from one end of the corridor to the other.

Song Zhi took a shower and Zhou Xingdang hadn't come back yet. He lay on the lower bunk with his long legs on the upper bunk. After bouncing for a while, he jumped up.

The door just opened.

"Climb for Grandpa!"

Zhou Xingdang was laughing and cursing with the people outside, while pulling up the hem of his clothes and wiping his sweat, revealing his thin abdominal muscles, he glanced at the person sitting by the bed with his head down, and he jumped up in shock: "I | fuck !who!"

Song Zhi was speechless.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Xingdang scolded Song Zhi while clutching his chest.

Song Zhi remained expressionless: "This is also my dormitory."

He rolled his eyes in his heart, how to pretend, not to mention looking at the abdominal muscles, he didn't know how many times he had touched them, but he still didn't want to touch them, so Zhou Xingdang took his hand to touch them.

Like a peacock.

Zhou Xingdang was silent for a while: "...are you waiting for me?"

Cheng Jin took Wu Xian to other dormitories to have fun, Song Zhi couldn't sleep, and wanted to go out for a visit, but Zhou Xingdang came back—he lay back and said calmly, "I'm waiting for you."

Zhou Xingdang's expression became complicated again: "What if I never come back?"

Song Zhi didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Xingdang came over, his short-sleeved training clothes were soaked in sweat, and was blown by the air conditioner, and his sweat slowly cooled, and he leaned on the table opposite Song Zhi's bed: "You will sleep here from now on? "

Song Zhi: "Anyway, I've already changed it, so it's so troublesome to change it back."

Zhou Xingdang: "...sleep under me."

Song Zhi: "?"

Why are you so awkward?

Zhou Xingdang also thought about it for two seconds, turned his face sideways, his ears blushed quietly, but his mouth was hard: "What do you want from me?"

Song Zhi snorted, "Lend me your phone tonight."

Zhou Xingdang frowned: "That's all?"

Song Zhi: "Otherwise?"

Zhou Xingdang: "No borrowing."

Song Zhi: "Then I will report you for hiding your cell phone."

"..."

Song Zhi's long legs stretched out and swayed on the edge of the bed: "Just use it for me, anyway, we are two grasshoppers on the same rope, so there's no need to kill each other, isn't it?"

I don't know if Zhou Xingdang has magical powers. He just lay here alone and couldn't fall asleep. As soon as Zhou Xingdang came back, his upper and lower eyelids started fighting, and he yawned twice within 30 seconds. Zhou Xingdang was furious: "Follow me!" Are you so tired of talking?"

To show her sincerity, Song Zhi sat up and stared at her sleepy eyes: "Not sleepy."

Zhou Xingdang: "..."

Say something you can believe!

Song Zhi sat cross-legged on the bed and looked up at Zhou Xingdang. His sheets had been replaced with new ones, and the small oranges on them were fresh and bright, accompanied by Song Zhi's bright spring-like smiling face...

Really speechless!Zhou Xingdang thought to himself, actually using a beauty trick!

He turned his face away: "It can't affect my playing games."

Song Zhi promised with three fingers: "Absolutely not!"

"...only half an hour."

"OK!"

"You can't report me."

"Then why should I report you?" Song Zhi was so happy that his eyes were bent, he leaned against the wall, where the light couldn't reach, shadows fell, he said, "Zhou Xingdang~"

Zhou Xingdang raised his eyes.

Song Zhi grinned, "Thank you."

Zhou Xingdang lowered his eyes.

Song Zhi's pajama pants were rolled up a bit, revealing her slender and long ankles, her round toes resting on the soft quilt, beating to the music outside the dormitory.

His feet are so white.

Zhou Xingdang thought.