I thought I was the first gourd in the camp

Zhuang Zhi frowned and looked at Shen Yishen's sweat on his hands, took out a wet towel from his pocket and wiped it off.

Shen Yishen's panting gradually weakened. After adjusting his breathing, while protecting his neck with his hands, he raised his eyelids with difficulty to look at Zhuang Zhi.

Seeing Zhuang Zhi wiping his hands with disgust on his face, Shen Yishen felt as if he had been slapped in public.

"You..." Shen Yishen's throat hurt as if it had been scratched by a stone, and Shen Yishen swallowed slowly before continuing, "What do you mean?"

Zhuang Zhi didn't even look at him, and still concentrated on wiping his hands.

Shen Yishen thought that Zhuang Zhi would not be able to speak, but saw Zhuang Zhi clenched the wet towel into a ball, turned to look at him, and said, "I let you go once, and there will be no second time."

After Zhuang Zhi finished speaking, he left directly.

Shen Yishen stared closely at Zhuang Zhi's leaving back, and when Zhuang Zhi's back disappeared from his sight, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Lu Zhaomian's figure suddenly appeared in Shen Yishen's mind.

"Impossible..." Shen Yishen was taken aback by his guess, his pupils dilated for a moment.

Shen Yishen was still in a trance until he got into the car driven by his assistant.

"Brother Shen, what's the matter with you?" The assistant glanced at Shen Yishen who was sitting behind through the rearview mirror, and didn't know if he had made a mistake. Why did he feel that Shen Yishen's neck was turning red.

"It's okay." Shen Yishen shook his head for a while, and after a long silence, he continued, "How is the company doing now? Mr. Zhang and the others are in a good situation."

The other people's guesses were correct. Jiayue was in chaos internally. Artists lined up one after another. While they were busy with their work, they couldn't help guessing whether Jiayue would change hands in the end, and whether they were on the wrong team.

Shen Yishen clenched his fists. Others still have the right to choose, but he has no choice at all. From the very beginning, he can only be tied to Mr. Zhang. He and Mr. Zhang can only be said to be grasshoppers on the same rope.

If Mr. Zhang hadn't helped him back then, his name might not have been on the song leave.

I don't know if it was because of the encounter with Zhuang Zhi just now, but it brought back many memories for Shen Yishen in an instant.

"That's something we can know." The assistant replied, seeing that Shen Yishen didn't speak, he raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror, and said hesitantly, "But I heard some gossip that the higher-ups sent it down again. One."

"What?" Shen Yishen didn't hear clearly, and asked again.

"It's nothing, I just said it casually." The assistant said quickly, afraid that Shen Yishen would ask more questions, so he changed the subject directly, "But Brother Shen, don't worry about so many things. Brother Chen wants you to focus on your work and prepare for the stage this time." the most important."

As soon as this Shen Yishen was mentioned, a sense of fatigue suddenly rose in his heart, and his limbs that had just felt a little bit of consciousness softened instantly.

Shen Yishen: "... Got it."

Shen Yishen turned his head to look out the window, and unconsciously touched his neck with his right hand, and the unspeakable suffocation came up again.

Lu Zhaomian and Zhuang Zhi?

Shen Yishen thought about it in his heart.

No matter whether his guess is true or not, it can still be regarded as a handle. Mr. Zhang is too busy to take care of himself now, and he must not have the energy to take care of him.

Relying on the show to become famous is his main goal, Zhuang Zhi, a lunatic, will not provoke him if he can.

Shen Yishen put his hand down and closed his eyes tiredly.

"Brother Shen, shall we still come tonight?" the assistant asked again.

Shen Yishen was just about to fall asleep, but this question woke him up completely.

Shen Yishen felt his sore and limp muscles, and recalled his horrible progress in the afternoon.

Shen Yishen: "...Go."

If you can't rely on Lu Zhaomian's heat, you can only rely on yourself.

Anyway, he is C.

Lu Zhaomian saw Zhuang Zhi come in after eating half in the cafeteria.

As soon as Zhuang Zhi entered the door, he caught Lu Zhaomian's figure, saw Lu Zhaomian waving at him, and walked towards him.

The players in the group were all sitting together, which happened to fill a four-player table.

Lu Zhaomian ate slowly, and everyone else had finished eating. Seeing that Lu Zhaomian hadn't finished eating, he thought that he would be fine for a while, so he sat on the original seat, chatting and waiting for Lu Zhaomian to eat.

Jiang Zixi, who was sitting next to Lu Zhaomian, glanced at his empty dinner plate, then at Zhuang Zhi who was walking over, picked up the plate with great insight and stood up.

"Xiaolu, then I'll go first, see you in the training room later."

"Okay." Lu Zhaomian nodded.

Jiang Zixi greeted several other people, and left with a plate.

Zhuang Zhi took advantage of the situation and sat down next to Lu Zhaomian.

"Have you eaten yet?" Lu Zhaomian asked Zhuang Zhi as he sat down.

"En." Zhuang Zhi responded.

"What did you do just now?" Lu Zhaomian asked curiously.

Jiang Fu, who was chatting with Mo Tingxing on the opposite side, also glanced curiously in Zhuang Zhi's direction.

"A little personal matter." Zhuang Zhi said vaguely. Seeing that Lu Zhaomian didn't speak, he just lowered his head and continued eating, and then added, "Called my dad."

It was really private.

Jiang Fu listened again, and saw that Zhuang Zhi had mentioned the family affairs, so he was too embarrassed to gossip, so he withdrew his sneaky observation, took out his phone from his pocket and forced himself to divert his attention.

Sure enough, people can't do two things at once, Jiang Fu found himself looking at his phone, and really couldn't listen to a word Zhuang Zhi said.

It may be because of participating in the show. In the past, Jiang Fu mainly used his mobile phone to play games. Now as soon as he unlocked it, he uncontrollably clicked on Weibo.

As soon as Jiang Fu clicked in, he found that the Weibo of the group photo we posted before we formed a group had been edited.

Jiang Fu blinked, and instantly guessed the reason for editing.

"The program team is moving pretty fast." Jiang Fu muttered, and then, to show respect, he clicked in and took a look.

Sure enough, the last photo was replaced, and the nine-square grid that was spelled out after the replacement was indeed much more harmonious.

It's really cool, but it just feels a little lacking in taste.

Jiang Fu didn't know why, and felt a little lost.

Jiang Fu wasn't the only one who thought this way. Fans who watched the show paid close attention to the Weibo of the program group. When they found out that the Weibo had been edited, they rushed to check it out. As a result, they went crazy as soon as they clicked on it.

"It's a big abuse today, the photo of the Xiaolu group has been replaced."

"Why, I don't understand, my source of happiness is gone?"

"Actually, I wanted to say why Xiaolu's photo was special, but now it's not special, and I'm still weird. Smoking/"

"I have contacts. I heard that on the day the photo was taken, someone took another job and didn't go to the camp, so I can only take a photo. I won't say who didn't come."

"Upstairs, I understand."

"You know again?"

"Isn't it hard to guess? Shen Yishen, didn't his station sister take a photo of him in Reuters before? That scene should be the scene of the blind date show..."

"It's understandable that there are trade-offs in work conflicts. After all, going to the island is just to take a photo, it doesn't matter whether you go or not, and isn't it all re-shoots now?"

"Upstairs, can you see the word "temporary"? Do you know what the word "temporary" means? Do you need me to explain it to you?"

"What's the fuss about this? It's Shen Yishen's problem. Mr. Wu is so busy that he goes to the camp every day. There's nothing more to say about it. It's just that he has a bad attitude."

"Yes, yes, what's so noisy about it, it's a mess."

"A word in the confusion, has anyone saved the previous photo? I just found out that I didn't save it, Pain Mask."

"Upstairs, I have it, I'll privately tell you, do you want the original picture or the expression pack?"

"Sister, you really understand me, I must have an emoji, hehehe."

"Ah, I just found out that Mr. Su used Xiaolu's emoji package as his Weibo avatar."

"Fuck!"

"Teacher Su, it's really you."

"It's really my own mother, I can only say, hahahahaha."

Jiang Fu saw the point with sharp eyes, Su Xingyue?Are you using Lu Zhaomian's emoji as your avatar?

Jiang Fu quickly clicked into his Weibo to pay special attention, and as expected, he saw a familiar emoji next to Su Xingyue's name.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha." Jiang Fu couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Why? What are you laughing at?" Mo Tingxing was taken aback by Jiang Fu's sudden laughter.

"My goddess used Xiaolu's emoji to make her Weibo avatar." Jiang Fu laughed so much that he stuck on a sentence three or four times.

Lu Zhaomian: "..." One of the reasons for not wanting this photo to be posted on the Internet came out.

Unexpectedly, Su Xingyue still saw it.

Lu Zhaomian poked the dinner plate heartily.

"What emoji?" Zhuang Zhi looked at Lu Zhaomian's movements, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked.

Lu Zhaomian's movements stopped suddenly, she raised her head stiffly, glanced briefly at Zhuang Zhi, and then stared straight at Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu didn't expect Zhuang Zhi to be curious about what he said, and looked at Zhuang Zhi rather flattered, completely ignoring Lu Zhaomian's gaze staring at him.

"Just this emoticon pack, haven't you seen it?" Jiang Fu saved the photo, clicked on the album, and then raised his mobile phone to pass it to Zhuang Zhi, still a little surprised that Zhuang Zhi didn't know about it.

In his impression, Zhuang Zhi's surfing speed is quite fast, and it is related to Lu Zhaomian, how could Zhuang Zhi not pay attention?

Jiang Fu handed the mobile phone to Zhuang Zhi and sat down again. He looked at Lu Zhaomian with some puzzlement, and happened to meet Lu Zhaomian's resentful gaze.

Jiang Fu: "???"

Lu Zhaomian averted her eyes in despair.

Well, here comes another reason for not wanting this photo to be posted online.

Zhuang Zhi saved some face for Lu Zhaomian. After looking down for a while, he raised his lips slightly and returned the phone.

Lu Zhaomian turned her head and glanced at Zhuang Zhi approvingly.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm done eating." Lu Zhaomian stood up, bent down and lifted the plate up, trying to naturally move the topic away from his emoji, "I have to dig out the dance tonight, I don’t know the choreographer too…”

Before Lu Zhaomian finished speaking, Zhuang Zhi said lightly, "Please send me a copy of the emoji."

Lu Zhaomian: "..."

Jiang Fu nodded while suppressing a smile, and made an "OK" gesture.

"Okay, let's go." Zhuang Zhi also stood up, took the plate from Lu Zhaomian's hand, and patted Lu Zhaomian's back with his other hand.

Lu Zhaomian looked up at Zhuang Zhi speechlessly, muttered something in a low voice, but followed Zhuang Zhi's push and walked forward.

Jiang Fu, who witnessed the incomparably natural movements of the two of them throughout the whole process, clicked his tongue, and sighed involuntarily, "The relationship between them is really good."

Mo Tingxing looked at the back of the two leaving with a complicated expression in a daze. Seeing that Mo Tingxing ignored him, Jiang Fu bumped into Mo Tingxing's shoulder.

"Ah?" Mo Tingxing came back to his senses, and turned to look at Jiang Fu suspiciously.

Jiang Fu repeated it angrily, "I said, the relationship between the two of them is really good."

"Hehehe." Mo Tingxing smiled meaningfully, "You are right in saying that."

Jiang Fu: "???"

How strange does this sound?