The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

The little brother should have realized his impoliteness, and he didn't come to bother him again. He only brought a mini cake when Si Jiamu left at the end, "I just asked the kitchen to make this. It's delicious. You Take it back and taste it."

Before Si Jiamu had time to speak, Ke Haoyan had already picked it up, "Thank you then, let's go first."

As he said that, he grabbed Si Jiamu's shoulders and dragged him into the car regardless of his wishes.

"If you do this, you will hurt the hearts of the fans." Si Jiamu glanced at him, unable to detect any emotion.

Ke Haoyan's head was hot just now, and he didn't care too much. Hearing Si Jiamu say this now, he also felt inappropriate, but he didn't want to admit it. The dead duck was stubborn, "That's your fan, not mine. Don't worry, I hurt you. Not to him."

Hearing this, Si Jiamu didn't speak, closed his eyes to rest, returned to the hotel, immediately lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt to wrap himself, and fell asleep in the next second.

Most of the recordings of variety shows are late at night, which is harder than recording other materials. This talent show is even more terrible, with no rest at all.

Ke Haoyan looked at Si Jiamu who was showing fatigue due to continuous spinning with distress, and silently scolded Cheng Yihao eight hundred times in his heart.

However, what he didn't know was that compared to the rest of the program group, Si Jiamu already had more rest time.

Speaking of this, it has to be attributed to Ke Haoyan.

After a month of tossing like this, Si Jiamu has gradually adapted to this high-intensity work, and he can also mess with the trainees.

So far, the program has been officially finalized, and many people are looking forward to this program because of the luxurious lineup of mentors.

On the day of the official broadcast, Ke Haoyan got ready early and dragged Jiamu to watch it with him.

In the audition show, the focus of the editing was on the contestants, and there was relatively little focus on the mentors. Ke Haoyan persisted for two and a half hours, watched all the feature films, and finally closed the playback window angrily, "Your shots are not enough 10 minutes, I have been watching for so long in vain."

Si Jiamu chuckled lightly, as if coaxing a child, "We shouldn't have been filmed in the first place. If I had to say, those 10 minutes would have been too much."

Ke Haoyan knew that Si Jiamu's words were sincere, so he didn't reply, and looked at the computer silently.

I happened to see the travel variety show he participated in, and it was recommended on the homepage that he and Si Jiamu were still on the cover.

Ke Haoyan looked at this scene and found it very familiar - isn't this the time when he, Jia Mu and Hu Yue went to perform on the street together?Why cut him and Jiamu separately?

As a veteran idol who debuted for five years, Ke Haoyan was keenly aware of an unusual aura.

In order to confirm his guess, Ke Haoyan clicked in, watched it for half an hour, and immediately went to Lasjiamu with an excited face, "That travel variety show is on your clip, watch it quickly."

Si Jiamu was fine, so he watched it with him, and the result became more and more strange, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and finally he closed the computer with a "snap", his ears were red as if they were about to bleed, he was ashamed and angry, "Why doesn't Zhang Chenxuan become a screenwriter? It's just a normal interaction, but he abruptly cut it into a bloody love triangle."

It's not a love triangle, Ke Haoyan secretly slandered, obviously he was the only one among the three who liked Si Jiamu, it was simply a simple one-liner.

"You have to understand him." In any case, Ke Haoyan was very grateful to Wang Chenxuan for editing the details of his relationship with Si Jiamu, so he felt the need to defend him, "Head director, if you want to consider KPI, you have to think about something explosive." Click it."

"Explosive point?" Si Jiamu's mood has calmed down. At this moment, his hands are folded around his chest, and his eyes reveal a touch of indifference, "In my opinion, he saw the benefits in the CP between you and Li Dongyang last time, so he thought of this kind of thing." Lose move."

Ke Haoyan didn't rule out this speculation, but Si Jiamu's attitude changed too much before and after, and he couldn't help thinking, "Jiamu, are you so unhappy to form a CP with me?"

Without any hesitation, Si Jiamu said, "Of course not. We are teammates, and you are still my younger brother."

"That's it." Ke Haoyan's eyes finally lost the slightest expectation. He was still excited, but suddenly lost interest, and silently took the computer away, "If you don't like it, don't read it, so as not to get upset."

After speaking, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom, lingering in it for a long time, and Si Jiamu fell asleep when he came out again.

Barefoot, Ke Haoyan walked gently to Si Jiamu's side.

He used to wear a blindfold when he slept, which blocked his beautiful peach eyes.

Ke Haoyan slowly stretched out his hand, the fingertips were only a short distance away from his face, and then stopped again.

"Of course I don't want to!"

Ke Haoyan suddenly remembered this sentence, as well as Si Jiamu's expression at that time. He felt his heart tighten and his limbs felt sore. He covered his heart with one hand and propped himself on the edge of the bed with the other, and slowly slid down to sit down.

One arm was slightly bent on the bed, and he leaned his head on it. Suddenly, he felt sad in his heart, and tears poured out unconsciously.

Ke Haoyan wanted to yell, cry loudly, and vent, but he was afraid of disturbing Si Jiamu, so he suppressed his crying the whole time, leaving only a very light and low whimper, which was stuck in his throat.

After a long time, Ke Haoyan finally got up, found another quilt, and lay down beside Si Jiamu.

This night, he didn't go to sleep with the people around him again, and he never felt at ease all night.

After the show was broadcast, the response was very good. After the lineup of mentors maintained a basic passerby, the trainees with different personalities also began to attract fans. Many people broke through a million fans overnight from a few scattered fans at the beginning. Major media also offered olive branches one after another, hoping to interview popular players among them, and even received invitations from magazines.

Most of these trainees are amateurs, and they don't have the slightest sense of what to say and what not to say when facing the media. Cheng Yihao asked Si Jiamu to give them urgent public relations classes for several days.

Ke Haoyan accompanied him throughout the whole process, but his energy was low. Cheng Yihao originally wanted to ask him for help, but he didn't dare to mention it when he saw the state.

In the end, it was Si Jiamu who took the trainee who was about to be featured in the magazine to the shooting location.

Text interviews will be conducted between photo shoots, which is also good, so there is no need to run back and forth.

On the way there, Si Jiamu urged him repeatedly, looking at the ignorant and expectant eyes, as if seeing himself who had just debuted.

He showed a rare smile, and the trainees in the car saw him, as if they saw something strange, and kept booing.

Si Jiamu didn't want them to have negative emotions before shooting the magazine, so he couldn't reprimand them, so he turned to Ke Haoyan who came with the photographer for help.

Ke Haoyan received his signal, raised his head, glanced over, and immediately became quiet.

Si Jiamu sat down, took out his earphones, put them on, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

When they arrived at the studio, Si Jiamu was like a kindergarten teacher, counting the number of people after they got off the car, and then sorting out the team before bringing them in.

Si Jiamu opened the door, walked in, and saw that the scene was very busy, only a girl who looked very young came over to greet them, and urgently told them what they needed to do, speaking as fast as a heavy rain, regardless of whether they understood or not He had already run away, leaving the trainees with stunned faces behind.

"Go to the dressing room first, the makeup and hair teacher should be waiting there."

Fortunately, Si Jiamu had experience and immediately pointed out a way out for this group of lost sheep.

Watching them enter the dressing room one by one, Si Jiamu was about to follow, but was stopped by a woman with gold-rimmed eyes and short hair.

Si Jiamu looked at her suspiciously. The other party looked like a robot, and said without any fluctuations in his voice: "Mr. Si, our husband is here to invite you."

Si Jiamu looked at her suspiciously, but didn't move his body, "Which one of your husbands do you dare to ask?"

"Mr. said, when you meet, you will know." The woman paused, and continued: "Mr. also said that he misses you very much, please go to the appointment. If there is no hope for his missing, I'm afraid I'm going to do something unreasonable."

Hearing this, Si Jiamu became more and more puzzled.

The "sir" the lady said didn't sound like a normal person.Looking back at the people he has come into contact with these days, he should have no brain problems.

"Mr. Si, you've been thinking about it for too long." The woman said again, this time urging Si Jiamu, "Our husband is short on time, I'm afraid we won't be able to wait too long."

"Since you can't wait, then don't wait." Si Jiamu couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't bother to answer, and was about to leave when a familiar voice suddenly came from his ear, "Ah Li, didn't I tell you that we have to talk to Jiamu?" Be gentle? Why? Didn't you listen?"

The woman called "A Li" turned around, her head was lowered, her hands were folded in front of her body, she bent slightly towards Cheng Xi, "Sir, A Li listened."

"Did you really listen?"

Ah Li nodded.

"Then why were you so fierce to Jiamu just now?" Cheng Xi was still smiling, but his smile stopped suddenly, and then he frowned, his eyes widened, and the muscles on his face seemed to be tense. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped him Throwing it over can stir up a slight wind noise in the airtight room.

"Snapped!"

A Li was so slapped that he could hardly stand up, staggered several times, and finally managed to stand still, maintaining that respectful posture.

A little bit of blood had already leaked from the corner of his mouth, his cheeks were red and swollen, and they were a little higher than the other side.

"Sir, Ah Li is wrong." After she finished speaking, she turned to Si Jiamu and bowed a standard 90. , don’t take this matter to heart, and forgive my rudeness.”

The second Cheng Xi appeared, Si Jiamu was in a state of shock, but soon, he began to analyze calmly.