After the heartthrob is dressed as a background board

The other people in the car were still discussing the hot pot restaurant with great interest, and they didn't pay attention to what happened to Ruan Xingchu and the others who were sitting in the front.

Zhou Jun and Chu Ke's eyes met in mid-air, and at the same time moved away coldly and disdainfully.

"Ruan Xingchu, who do you think you want to sit with?" Zhou Jun crossed his arms and cast an impatient glance at Chu Ke.

Ruan Xingchu's stand was very firm: "I'll just sit here, you go sit in the back, it's blocking others."

And I'm upset looking at it.

Obviously, in Ruan Xingchu's eyes, he couldn't tell what other people looked like, but Zhou Junsheng stood out with his own strength, which made Ruan Xingchu not pleasing to the eye.

Zhou Jun wanted to say something, but Chu Ke raised his chin lightly: "Mr. Li, Mr. Lin Ke."

Zhou Juan swallowed all the words that Zhou Juan wanted to dispute. After all, this is on the show, and he still needs to give the teacher some face.

Especially Li Yansi, Zhou Jun's other teachers dared to hate him, but Li Yansi, who had no idea of ​​his background, made him have to be a little bit scrupulous.

And before coming here, my father also warned that I should try my best to befriend Li Yansi, and this person must not be offended.

Turning his head and saying hello to the teachers, Zhou Juan walked back holding his breath.

Ruan Xingchu also breathed a sigh of relief, holding up the empty biscuit bag, a gust of cool wind blew through his heart.

He remembered the revenge of grabbing the biscuits!

Chu Ke watched the expression on Ruan Xingchu's little face, which couldn't hide his thoughts, constantly changing, and his eyes couldn't help showing a little softness.

Just when Chu Ke wanted to chat with Ruan Xingchu, Li Yansi paused, turned around and sat on the seat on Ruan Xingchu's left.

There are three seats on the left row of the bus, Chu Ke sat in the innermost, and Li Yansi sat on the side, sandwiching Ruan Xingchu in the middle.

"Teacher Li." Chu Ke frowned slightly, and greeted Li Yansi.

Li Yansi nodded slightly, did not speak, but flipped through the script he brought indifferently.

The bus started, and Ruan Xingchu, who was immersed in grief and anger, gradually calmed down. When he saw another person sitting on his left, his little butt moved uncomfortably.

The middle position is neither near the window nor the aisle. Ruan Xingchu feels that there is nowhere to put his long legs, so he can only act like a primary school student, obediently putting his legs together and placing his hands on his knees .

The people on both sides were taller than Ruan Xingchu, and Ruan Xingchu felt like a sandwich biscuit, being tortured.

The bus swayed from time to time, and Ruan Xingchu didn't even have a handrail, just like a small reed floating in the wind, swaying with the rhythm of the bus.

Either it hit the shoulder of the person on the left, or the arm of the person on the right.

As soon as Li Yansi sat down, he could feel the faint fragrance from the young man beside him, and the warmth from the skin that touched him from time to time radiated through the fabric of the shirt, which made Li Yansi a little restless. I didn't read a word of the script.

Ruan Xingchu saw that the older brother next to him hadn't turned a page after reading a book for a long time, and thought that the other person was also annoyed by the swaying rhythm of the bus, so he patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, we'll be there soon."

Chu Ke also looked up at Li Yansi, he didn't understand what Li Yansi was paying attention to, did he just sit here by chance?

Li Yansi scratched the script with his fingertips, his black eyes deepened under the warm yellow light of the bus, and he hummed lightly.

With the expectation of Ruan Xingchu and all the students, the hot pot restaurant finally arrived.

Ruan Xingchu, who was sitting in the front row, stood up suddenly, trying to be the first one to get out of the car to eat!

But Li Yansi on the outermost side didn't intend to get up, Ruan Xingchu was in a hurry to eat, so he lowered his head and said excuse me, his calf rubbed against Li Yansi's knee, and squeezed out from the gap.

Ruan Xingchu's calf was slender and fair, but after skin-to-skin contact, Li Yansi realized that the opponent's leg was still very soft.

Especially the meat on the calf, pressed and rubbed against Li Yansi's leg, like cat's fur, light and slippery, sticking to the leg makes one feel itchy.

Ruan Xingchu didn't care so much, after all, we are all old men, there is nothing to be shy about.

The most important thing at this moment is to hurry up and cook!

After getting out of the car, Ruan Xingchu and the large group of students went straight to the second floor under the contract of the program group, sat down lively and started cooking.

The hot pot restaurant is full of students from the show, and the director team specially asked the camera to follow up and shoot, which can be used as material for editing.

Many people who can make a high-ranking debut are still a little scrupulous, and eat more politely, but those who are as focused on cooking as Ruan Xingchu don't care so much.

Chu Ke was on the side, and gave the cooked beef to Ruan Xingchu. Ruan Xingchu took it without raising his head, and thanked him vaguely while eating.

After eating hard for half an hour, Ruan Xingchu felt full in his stomach. He slowed down his eating and began to listen to the chatter of the people next to him.

Their table happened to be teammates who will cooperate in the next game. The teammates chatted about their hometown, and seeing that Ruan Xingchu stopped eating, they asked, "Ruan Xingchu, where is your home?"

Ruan Xingchu recalled that he was an orphan in the original world, and the original owner... unfortunately was also an orphan.

I don't want to say more, so Ruan Xingchu avoided this topic.

At this time, the people at the next table were holding wine glasses to toast the instructors, and Ruan Xingchu's teammates also sighed: "Let's go too, many people have already toasted."

Ruan Xingchu didn't drink very much, but everyone agreed to go, so he had no choice but to toast the mentors with a small wine glass.

Lin Ke and the other teachers were very kind to the students, and basically drank all the toast, but Li Yansi didn't drink a drop of the wine on the grounds that he had an injury on his foot.

Ruan Xingchu followed the team members to the teachers' table, trying to put on a sip and let it go.

But a certain student in front took half a step back, and his arm happened to be holding Ruan Xingchu's arm holding the wine glass.

In fact, this small wine glass does not contain much wine, but it is not beer, it is white!

Ruan Xingchu's tears flowed from the choking of liquor, and he bent over and coughed several times. After Chu Ke helped to calm down, he gradually calmed down.

"Are you okay?"

Ruan Xingchu shook his head, wiped the remaining liquor from the corner of his mouth: "It's fine."

Chu Ke looked at the tears in Ruan Xingchu's eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, because he drank too fast and too hard, his face was still flushed, and the hot air he exhaled seemed to have the heat of liquor.

Chu Ke held Ruan Xingchu's waist, and Ruan Xingchu didn't like his stiff arms, so he pushed him away.

"It's so hard, I don't like it."

Amidst Ruan Xingchu's complaining murmurs, Chu Ke's usually cold eyes showed a bit of imperceptible warmth.

But the hotpot restaurant was too crowded and not a place to talk, so Chu Ke could only stand behind Ruan Xingchu and watch him walk back slowly.

Ruan Xingchu, who felt a little unwell after drinking, didn't say much the whole time, just followed the big team to eat and board the car, and finally went back to the dormitory to sleep.

Chu Ke saw that he was acting very well, so he didn't think much, sent him back to the dormitory, and left.

The students had been busy all day, but they were also exhausted at this time. They fell asleep after touching the pillows, and the dormitory fell into silence after a while.

In the dark corridor, Li Yansi moved forward in a wheelchair without haste. The director stood at the door of the editing room, saw the other party coming, and greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Li is still asleep?"

Li Yansi hummed, rubbed his brow bone, and looked a little tired.

"A new episode will be released the day after tomorrow, how did you cut it?"

This is Li Yansi's first investment in a talent show variety show. Judging from the broadcast situation, this variety show became popular during the summer vacation, and the benefits it brought to Li Yansi have far exceeded the original investment.

However, Li Yansi still likes to do it by himself, and he will watch it once every clip.

The director knew about Li Yansi's habit, so he waited at the door of the editing room early.

"Mr. Li, you are really dedicated to your work. You still have to insist on coming so late. In fact, we can just send you the finished film, and you don't have to go there yourself. It's such a trouble."

The director had a flattering look on his face, and he was very polite to the patron's father.

"I'm going to join the group in two days, and I don't have much time to come. After you arrange the program, I'll go in and check the editing first."

Li Yansi refused the director to help him push the wheelchair, and slowly pushed it in by himself.

The people in the editing room were no strangers to Li Yansi's arrival, but they still didn't dare to be presumptuous and greeted Li Yansi with respect.

Li Yansi nodded slightly, and then his eyes focused on a computer.

"Who cut this?"

The little editor had never spoken to Li Yansi before. When he heard Li Yansi ask himself, he stood up in a panic: "This, this is a clip of a low-ranking student. I am editing a student named Ruan Xingchu."

Li Yansi stared at the stupid man with long hair covering his face on the computer screen, and unconsciously tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingertips.

The little editor didn't dare to take a breath. With the sound of Li Yansi's finger tapping, he unconsciously became more and more panicked, and even thought about how to write his resignation report.

"This Ruan Xingchu is pretty hot. Zhou Juan, Chu Ke and Bai Ranyu will increase their ratings a lot because of his battle."

Seeing the inexplicably oppressive atmosphere in the room, the director hurried forward to explain.

"Oh, really?" Li Yansi looked down at the teeth marks on his knuckles, covered up the irritability and indifference in his eyes, raised his chin and said, "Send it as soon as possible after cutting it."

Then, after checking the other clips, Li Yansi pushed the wheelchair out.

The director responded, and watched Li Yansi walk away before wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Director, then we..."

The director secretly thought about Li Yansi's expression just now, and felt that he would definitely not mention this young contestant for no reason, there must be some deep meaning in it...

"Hey, just to be on the safe side, let's cut this part of Ruan Xingchu."

If he really offended Mr. Li, then he, the little director, would also be implicated.