After losing the male supporting script

The utensils prepared in advance still came in handy.

After simple treatment, the horrific looking wound showed its actual appearance, not very serious.The remaining part of the wound can be gone instantly with a trip to the hospital, but Zongpu didn't care about it, and after Feng Yan bandaged the wound for him, he found a place to sit down and chatted with the actors around him. He chatted without saying a word, and declined many people's inquiries to accompany him to the hospital.

His eyes swept over from time to time, meeting Feng Yan's.Both of them knew that the other had some doubts in their hearts, but they were not prepared to have a conversation under the current situation.

"What's the matter with this man, he was rescued without even a thank you."

Seeing Feng Yan stepping aside and hurriedly pulling people over, Yue Hou changed his previous enthusiasm and walked up to him, humming childishly.He spoke loudly on purpose, but the sound was obviously not enough to reach the ears of the people surrounded by the crowd.

Thinking something happened, the agent who hurried over saw his reaction and almost gave him a heartless laugh, but his emotions calmed down a lot: "That person is Zong Pu, and the "Song" you liked before is his work .Your audition song this time is also a work in "The Voice of Songs", and he is responsible for it. If you can leave a good impression, you will have more opportunities."

Hearing the manager's earnest persuasion, the young man raised his eyebrows and still didn't care much. Seeing that the manager was still going to continue, he immediately pouted in Zongpu's direction: "It's a pity, I have already missed it."

Most of the people surrounding Zongpu had dispersed before they knew it.The emotional fluctuations of young people in the future are limited, and their actions are mostly dominated by reason.No matter how excellent the work is, the author's appeal to everyone is also very limited.

When the crowd disperses, it is no longer feasible to rely on caring about injuries to gain familiarity.

The manager was just saying it casually, but he laughed a little when he saw his serious and angry rebuttal.But who would have thought, the three looked again, and in the encircling circle that gradually spread out, Zongpu was walking towards their direction impartially.

There was a smile in the man's eyes, and from time to time he politely nodded and chatted with the person beside him who wanted to talk to him, but every time he turned his eyes, all he looked at was the direction where Yue Chu was.

"It was you who asked for help to help me just now. Thank you." Zongpu finally stood still in front of the boy, and nodded towards him with a smile.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth was not obvious, but the kindness in those eyes was friendlier than any person who had been vaccinated with a foreign body that he had seen in a long time.The young man blushed instantly, feeling a little ashamed of the complaint he made behind someone's back a second ago.

Feng Yan raised his eyes to meet Zong Pu, and instantly understood the other party's intention to go outside to talk.

"I still have some competitions to be judged in a while, can you lend me your assistant who knows medicine, and go to my place to get some things and reprocess them?" Zongpu slightly lifted the bandages that were wrapped up arm.

The potion and blood dyed some places, and it does look a little scary to those who don't know.

The boy's kindness erupted, and he nodded immediately before waiting for the assistant and manager to stop him.

Seeing this, Feng Yan followed naturally.

The people around were busy with their own work again, and didn't care about the direction of the two of them.

Zongpu didn't go too far, and stood still in a corner outside the recording studio.It was a corridor leading to the stairwell, and few people walked in it.Although the flow of people outside is not decreasing, not many people will look here during the interstellar year. It is a good place for conversation.

But it seems that there is no need to choose such a remote place just to catch up with old friends who haven't seen for a long time.

"I saw you." Zong Pu said without a word, and then added after a pause, "In a new scene."

"The one in the picture should be your home. So you are here now?"

The amount of fragmented information was reorganized one by one following his words.Listening to Zongpu's natural tone, some details that had been overlooked gradually reappeared.

"I'm here because the person who helped you just now is now my patient." Feng Yan smiled seriously to hide the contemplation in his eyes.

"Patient?" Zongpu was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized.

"I'm in charge of following him to observe the situation of the variant body. As for the picture you mentioned, do you mean the previous comics?" Feng Yan explained briefly, and then threw the question back to the other party.

The work in the first part of the recording studio just came to an end, many people came out, and those who were waiting outside also entered at this time.The flow of people coming and going increased, and people began to pass by near the aisle where the two were.

Zongpu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a gentle and friendly expression reappeared on his face: "I must have read it wrong. I will be in charge of reviewing the content in a while. Since you happen to work nearby, go out for a drink together after get off work when you are free." Cafe."

Just in time for Yuechen to sneak up to take a peek, the young man raised his head, and the red lines on his neck were clearly visible.Zongpu glanced casually, and the last trace of doubt in his eyes was also eliminated.

"I have some replacement medicine and treatment equipment here, which should be of some help to your wound." Feng Yan pretended not to know about this, and just handed over some things, watching Zongpu politely thank you, and skillfully deal with it again The wound was cleaned and re-bandaged with instruments.

The two really separated.

Zongpu walked towards the recording studio again, but until he walked into the recording studio.Feng Yan still didn't see Yueshang changing his movements in the slightest.The boy tilted his head and peeked furtively.Besides him, there were many people walking out of the recording studio, but they gathered at the door without moving.

Their gazes were looking in the same direction, and Feng Yan followed their gazes.

The boy walked straight towards the recording studio. The number six plate on his chest was clearly conspicuous, which attracted most of the people's attention to him.But he himself didn't care, and looked straight ahead almost without squinting.

The white suit, which was originally easy to disappear from the public due to uniformity, seemed to be specially chosen for him when he wore it, which looked extravagant.A head of black hair has been carefully groomed, soft and obedient, matched with the exquisite and beautiful facial features and a somewhat cold and arrogant expression, like a little prince full of extravagance.

The little prince, who seemed indifferent at first and was not interested in the people around him, seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and his amber pupils lit up, as if filled with warm light.He turned his head slightly to meet Feng Yan's eyes, and reflected the joy in his eyes into Feng Yan's eyes.

Feng Yan only felt that before he had time to see Yi Jian's expression clearly, he saw that well-behaved smile he was familiar with, and his heart softened a little for a moment.Before he could say anything, a series of footsteps rushed towards him behind him.

Yueshang, who had been peeping for an unknown amount of time, jumped up to him, and quickly hid in the corridor.A small voice sounded behind Feng Yan: "Do you know each other? Do you know each other?"

His voice was full of joy and surprise.But that large movement exposed his existence from the very beginning.

Yi Jian's smile quickly subsided, and the corners of her mouth were still curved, but most of the jumping light spots in her amber eyes were scattered.He looked at Yueshou, who he thought was well hidden, nodded politely, and continued walking towards the recording studio.

It was only then that Feng Yan was able to correspond to the indifferent face he had seen for a while, and he had to believe that the comments he had heard about No. [-] in the tea room were referring to the well-behaved boy at home.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I'm so excited to see my idol!" Seeing Yi Jian's figure completely disappear in front of the two of them, he blinked his eyes before realizing something belatedly.Then he quickly remembered that the same Feng Yan's explanation was not of much use, he struggled for a moment, and resolutely trotted all the way to catch up with the figure in front of him.

The manager who came out of the recording studio over there looking for someone had just seen the young man rushing into the recording studio as soon as he saw Yuechen's location, so he had to grit his teeth and follow quickly.

People around were coming and going, and after Yi Jian approached the recording studio, he put away his previous caring look.Seeing the scene in front of them, not many people showed much reaction.Everyone's behavior is still orderly.

Seeing that everyone was busy with their own affairs, Feng Yan also turned on his optical brain in the corner.Follow the update page that has been added to the collection before and has not had time to pay attention.

After the dense comments were blocked, the picture left was still the same as before.

The teenager who travels to the new world is accepted by a family and will no longer encounter any dangers related to zombies.At the end of the picture, he is still sitting on the bed.The animation stopped at this moment, and the unfinished to be continued in the lower right corner is very obvious, but there is no jump to the next chapter.

After a few days, Yi Jian has become an official contestant since submitting the application. However, the plot in "Song" is still the same as it was shortly after he left.Although it has not stopped, there have been no new updates.

The comment area is already chaotic, but the young people in the future can only express the emotions that rise up at that moment in words at most, and will soon devote themselves to their own lives.This view does not have too much influence on the author.

But Feng Yan didn't think that things would be that simple.

The simulator in the studio was covered with dust, and the buttons were not easy to operate when he accidentally used it.It's not like it was discarded after being used for a while, but it's more like it's just a superficial cover from the beginning to the end.

If you look at it this way, the creation of the animated version of "Singing Song" may not have come from Zongpu's original intention from the very beginning.

Perhaps earlier, Yi Jian no longer acted because of the plot set by the author Zong Pu.

Perhaps, it was when the actions of the protagonist group were gradually dominated by singing.