The villain's uncle really doesn't steal the family property

For the sake of MP3, He Xi still let He Sheng in.

"Sit whatever you want." He Xi put the He Sheng to the side to dry, and went to blow-dry his hair.

"Where should I sit?" He Sheng stood in the empty room, "There is no sofa, no stool, sit on your bed?"

He breathed a sigh of relief while blowing his hair, and threatened lightly: "As long as you dare."

Hearing this, He Sheng fell silent.

If you dare, you dare, but you may fight.

He Sheng doesn't know whether He Xi's temper is really normal now or just a fashion, and because Xiao Ran will sue He Yu, he still doesn't intend to challenge He Xi's bottom line.

But wouldn't it be too stupid to just stand here in a daze?

He Sheng was fascinated by the water dripping from He Xi's hair. He saw the water dripping into He Xi's T-shirt with his own eyes, and then watched the water dizzy. At one point, the cloth that was soaked to the point of being almost transparent would stick to the flesh of Crane's back.

Ok……

He Sheng looked away calmly, then remembered something, frowned and said, "What cheap clothes did you buy?"

"Say what?" He Xi couldn't hear He Sheng's voice clearly, so he had to turn off the hair dryer and let He Xi repeat it again.

He Sheng curled his lips unhappily, reluctant in his heart, but obediently repeated what he said just now.

"My clothes?" He Xi tugged at the hem of the clothes casually, "I bought them from a roadside stall a few streets away from Xingye Building."

"You buy clothes at a roadside stall?" He Sheng glared, "Damn, did I hear you right? You? You don't wear anything but famous brands, and you also pick fabrics and styles. It's hard to serve. I was so angry that I took antihypertensive drugs."

Crane breath: "..."

He Xi no longer wants to take the blame for the original owner.

"Then you will treat me as if my brain was struck by lightning, making me stupid." Hexi turned on the smallest wind again to blow the clothes on his back that were smudged by water, "No matter what you see me doing in the future, it goes against my original habits. It was all because I was struck dumb by lightning."

He Sheng's face immediately became ugly, obviously unwilling to accept He Xi's words.

But He Xi didn't care whether He Sheng was willing to accept it or not, he just said aggressively: "From now on, the He Xi you see is already two people with the He Xi you knew before."

"What the hell..." He Sheng muttered, staring at He Xi suspiciously for a while.

He Xi also stopped talking to He Sheng, and turned his back again.

The wind from the blower blows He Xi's loose clothes into a mess like this, and even tosses the hem of He Xi's clothes from time to time, revealing a little bit of He Xi's thin waist.

During this period of time, He Xi has been maintaining his figure. Although He Xi has inherited some of his original physical fitness when he passed through it—such as the softness gained from practicing dance all the year round, the original owner’s physical fitness is too poor. Still can't relax.

To become a top artist, the original owner still has a lot to practice with this body.

He breathed in a daze and turned off the hair dryer. When he was about to retract the hair dryer, the heat source suddenly approaching behind him gave him goose bumps all over his body.

When this feeling came, nothing was a good thing, He Xi stabbed his elbow behind him almost instantly, and when he realized that the person behind him was He Sheng, He Xi couldn't hold back.

He had practiced in his previous life, but this time it hurts a lot.

But the expected muffled snort did not come, and the hand that He Xi flew out was quickly pinched by He Sheng behind him, and before he even had time to react, his hands were clamped behind him by He Sheng.

"What are you doing?" He Sheng's voice rarely had a trace of panic that he hadn't had time to take back. Even if it was just for a moment, it's not hard to hear that He Sheng was shocked at that moment, "When did you learn?" Arrived skill..."

The temperature of the palm coming from the wrist was frighteningly hot, He breathed impatiently twisting his wrist, and his tone became colder, "What are you doing?"

"I see that your clothes are blown in a mess, and many places are still wet. I saw that I was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I planned to show you. You didn't thank me and did it without saying a word? You didn't tell me to blow it. Are you two people with the original He Xi?" He Sheng was a little bit wronged, but the strength of restraining He Xi in his hand was far from the grievance in his tone.

He was used to fighting with He Xi, and he knew what strength would make He Xi feel so painful that he would die, and he also knew what strength was at the critical point that He Xi could accept.

The current strength of Hesheng is just right, and Hexi will not scream pain.

"Thank you, but there's no need, let me go first." He Xi let go of his vigilance after hearing this, "I'll just change into another clothes, and I don't need to blow it."

He Sheng obediently let go, staring at He Xi as he took out a T-shirt that was exactly the same as his from the closet.

"Don't look, I bought this from a roadside stall." He Xi knew what the young master was struggling with without even thinking about it, "You should save money when you just leave home, there is nothing wrong with a roadside stall. And I think it’s easy to wear, and it’s cheap, 50 for two pieces, which is better than those flashy ones in the closet at home.”

He Sheng muffled: "Oh..."

"Okay, don't stare at me to sleep, go back to sleep." He Xi was about to change clothes, so he kicked He Sheng out of the room.

"Damn! Dare to kick me!" He Sheng's fist was almost hardened when he was kicked on the calf by He Xi, but when facing He Xi's indifferent face, He Sheng's fist was inexplicably loosened, " You also took my MP3, is there such a scumbag like you?"

"Return you?" He Xi handed the MP3 back.

"..." He Sheng turned off the fire.

He breathed again.

"I don't want it anymore." After a long time, He Sheng left such a sentence and walked away with his head held high.

Like a proud peacock.

……

After sending He Sheng away, He Xi lay paralyzed on the big bed all night. His biological clock woke him up before seven o'clock, and he couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply went out to run around and open his voice.

When He Xi came back, He Xi met He Sheng leaning sleepily at the door of his room again. When he saw him, He Sheng just raised his eyelids and said, "Ha, you got up so early? I knew you must be in bed." Can't sleep, you can still fool me" expression.

He Xi froze for two seconds, then watched He Sheng go back to sleep contentedly, as if the doubts in He Sheng's mind had finally been settled.

Finally, He Xi couldn't bear it and cursed "I'm sick".

But fortunately, He Sheng didn't bother He Xi much after that, He Xi simply took a shower, changed into practice clothes and went to the practice room.

"Will the final team formation result be announced soon?"

"We should be called to the No. [-] recording studio... Today is already Wednesday, if we are really assigned to another group, we have to start from scratch again."

"How are you practicing "The Displaced Old City" and "The Monologue"?"

"It's about to break the practice, and the mentality is about to collapse."

"Hey, let's relax. Anyway, the performance is next week, and there are still about ten days left before the official stage. In the future, I shouldn't be as rushed as the previous two performances."

……

As soon as He Xi stepped into the practice room, he heard some trainees discussing constantly.

And when Yun Yixi had the guts to ask him how he was doing, He Xi just replied "I have finished memorizing the lyrics", which made Yun Yixi confused.

Because the MP3 was taken away by others and has not been sent back, and the sound source of the other two songs cannot be played in the practice room of "Mirage", He Xi did only memorize the lyrics of three songs yesterday, and if it is not good, he will practice with the sound source For a while, "Mirage", the other two songs are really not in contact.

"Immortals are different." Yun Yixi slammed his mouth, "Anyway, there is no public performance this week, but on weekends, I will go to the tutor for the assessment card and resurrection card in the tutor's hand... You have not been accepted. The pressure of elimination, I actually feel that you don't need to torture yourself like before..."

"Have I tortured myself before?" He breathed puzzled.

"Yes, isn't it you who leaves the last day every day?" Yun Yixi recalled, "At that time we heard that you go every day, pay attention to every day, and you go back to sleep every day at dawn, we were all scared to death."

He Xi had no choice but to explain: "I don't pay much attention to the time when I practice, so..."

"Probably this is the reason why you are able to get to this position." Yun Yixi sighed, "We also imitated you for this reason, but we really couldn't bear it. Sigh, it's nice to be young... Forget it, let's not talk, I I have to work harder! Hexi, thank you!"

He Xi frowned: "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for not thinking I talk too much." Yun Yixi stood up, taking it for granted, "Is this how we know each other?"

He sighed and nodded: "Yeah."

"Then can I come and talk to you every day from now on?" Yun Yixi lowered her face, haha ​​bitterly, "Maybe it's because you are so good, I feel confident again after talking to you a few words every day, from now on I want to talk to you every day. Come suck on you for a while."

Suck for a while?

He Xi frowned in puzzlement, looked up at Yun Yixi, not quite understanding.

"It's just... oops!" Yun Yixi covered her head.

"Yun Yixi, do you really not know that Hesheng has been staring at you at the door for a long time?" The companion took away the hand that knocked Yun Yixi on the head, and whispered to Yun Yixi through gritted teeth, "The director asked us to go to the No. [-] studio Well, what are you still doing here?"

Their voices were quiet, but they were close, and He Xi still heard a few words from the man's mouth, and pieced together the meaning of the words.

When he heard He Sheng's name, He Xi passed Yun Yixi and looked towards the door of the practice room.

Sure enough, He Sheng was standing outside the door staring at this direction.

He Xi walked over: "What's the matter?"

"Let's assemble." He Sheng calmly put the MP3 in his heart into his trouser pocket.

It was stuffed into He Sheng's hands by the staff just now, saying that Tao Ran sent back He Xi's MP3, and asked He Sheng to return He Xi along the way.

As a result, when He Sheng first arrived, he saw He Xi chatting with a trainee.

have!Voice!have!color!

He Sheng squeezed the MP3 in his hand, and decided to confiscate it for a while.

He Xi noticed the strangeness of He Sheng, and followed He Sheng's tense arm muscles to see He Sheng's hand in his trouser pocket, hiding things.

But He Xi couldn't guess He Sheng's brain circuit very well. Now He Xi is not in the mood to guess what He Sheng is hiding.

After all the members assembled, Xiao Ran began to announce the final team formation results.

"Let's announce the voting results of the Vocal group first." Xiao Ran glanced at the ten trainees in "Mirage". results in hand.

This time, the vote was to select the trainees who could not stay in "Mirage". There were four people in total. The result of Hexi was beyond Xiaoran's expectation, but on second thought, it was within Xiaoran's expectation.

"Hexi, come out." Xiao Ran raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on the new TOP.1 young genius.

The atmosphere became especially tense the moment the two sides looked at each other.

——Of course, the person concerned is not nervous.

Xiao Ran began to announce: "After 24 hours of online voting, the results are confirmed—"

"I don't know why, but I always have a feeling that the breath has nothing to do with this vote. Is it my illusion?"

"I also have this feeling. After all, Hexi has so many fans, so he will definitely be able to stay in "Mirage"."

"It may be that we subconsciously feel that only those with strong strength can stay in "Mirage", because those with strong strength will also have more confidence in staying in "Mirage."

……

Xiao Ran exhaled, and read out the script word for word: "After 24 hours of online voting, it was confirmed that He Xi's piece will be "The Old City Displaced."

"what???"

"how come!!"

There was an uproar.

As if playing with He Xi deliberately, this time, He Xi missed the original choice again.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-0611:57:56~2021-08-0622:21:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 275059051;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Xixi; 1 bottle of Dean's Masochist;

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