The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

Qi Jiu was very close in the draft, and made his debut at No.7.

He is considered older among a group of teenagers in their seventeens and eighteens, but fortunately, the company's small amount of money is spent on him, and the hard work is also well-speculated.

From the time he was recording the program to the eve of his debut, he had been making big and small rumors, but they were all swept away.

Whether it was done by the company, or by the man surnamed Yan who was sullen but still wanted to protect his wife, Qi Jiu didn't know, and was a little afraid to know.

When he sang, he had a certain fan base, and his voice was really good, and some of them were intercepted and hung up as an animated picture to show his good looks, and he had a good relationship with most of the team members.

In addition, Xiaoguai's death became a stimulant to a certain extent, driving him to work harder and finally get an unexpected result.

It's hard to say that this is what he wanted, because Qi Jiu didn't know if this was his wish, or even whether this direction coincided with his original intention.

In the last episode of the show, he said the words of thanks that he had prepared for a long time, but when he was crying, he was secretly puzzled.

He had an unprecedented panic about the future, and the confusion that existed at the beginning haunted him, making him freeze in the middle of the speech.

The audience thought that he had no choice but to adjust his emotions, but only Qi Jiu knew that he was suspicious amidst the enthusiasm:

Is this the result I want?

I am walking towards this road, can I catch up with Yan Shiqing, can I chase him?

...Can I meet him?

Qi Jiu withdrew his mind and convinced himself that this was the right choice.

He forced himself to cherish it. This is the position that others yearn for day and night. Standing here, he must work hard together with others' share.

No one asked him to do this, but Qi Jiu's overflowing empathy forced him to do so.

He couldn't see the audience in the audience, only the flashing light sticks merged into a sea.

Qi Jiu smiled, under the flashing light, the corners of his mouth stiffened, showing the most perfect appearance, meeting everyone's expectations of him.

The secrets that have not been photographed are hidden in the gaps in one's hair, the dark back, and the obscure soles of the feet.

Qi Jiu sensed something, but he deliberately avoided it.

He felt that he might have been ill long ago.

Qi Jiu is not a person who is good at making decisions. Almost all the choices come from the pressure of reality. Every step forward needs to be driven by the attention and expectations of others.

If no one is pressing, he will do it himself.

Under the dazzling artificial lights, Qi Jiu tightly grasped the microphone and told himself:

Qi Jiu, you have to do well.

Not only must it be done, but it must also be very good.

Good enough to bear everyone's favor, good enough to meet everyone's expectations.

After the draft ended in early summer, Qi Jiu went back to the villa.

Counting it, I haven't been back for about two months. The house is very clean, and my aunt comes to clean it regularly according to the time.

Qi Jiu went around the house, patrolled aimlessly, and finally stepped into the backyard after finding nothing more to do.

He originally wanted to find out where Xiaoguai was buried, but he knew it the moment he stepped in.

The hot summer wind blew through the soil, wantonly blowing the hair on Qi Jiu's forehead.

Vigorous, strong orange, wrapped in the noisy cicadas bursting out in midsummer, devouring his senses.

For a moment, all Qi Jiu could see was this dazzling orange, swaying and piercing into his pupils.

His lips and teeth were slightly parted, and the sweat poured into the soil along the jawline, Qi Jiu didn't notice it.

The dead rabbits decomposed in the soil to produce cadaverine, which was well absorbed and utilized by the roots of the plants. The sunflowers that year grew better than before.

Countless times better than before, tall and strong, bright and warm, showing off his life too heavily.

The wind blew past the petals of the sunflowers, leaving swaying orange shadows in his eyes.

Qi Jiu's consciousness seemed to have flown away, and his body only moved according to his own instinct.

He walked into this orange forest and lay mechanically in the dirt.

The light-transmitting flowers turned brilliant golden, and he was in the golden gap, watching the clouds roll and the clouds clear, and the smoke disappeared.

He closed his eyes, feeling as if he was nailed to this land. When he opened his eyes, he saw the last sunset glow, and waited until the sun escaped.

Then Qi Jiu also left.

He left, much easier than expected, without too much luggage and without much concern.

Just like what Yan Shiqing did to him back then, he left this house easily in midsummer.

After Qi Jiu entered the group, the company he signed was rich and powerful, and he rented them a villa close to the company, close to the subway, and with good public security.

The only disadvantage is that Yan Shiqing's home is in a different city.

On the second day after the draft, Qi Jiu dragged his luggage to a strange place alone, and the first roommate he met was Lin Beisheng.

Their group was a little bit hot during the draft, and after they really formed a group, only their fans cared about this side.

Among the seven, the one who is really popular is Tuan [-] and Tuan [-], and the other is Lin Beisheng who has made up his mind to become a bright figure.

When Qi Jiu met him on the show, he was very surprised. Over the years, he has always remembered the relationship between him and Zhou Qingxian, and his impression of him is still that of a scumbag who started to mess up and ended up abandoning him.

In addition, Qi Jiu didn't know that Lin Beisheng and Zhou Qingxian were dating again, and he always felt that the other party had vague hostility towards him, so he planned to avoid it from the beginning to the end.

Unexpectedly, God's will tricks people, he was assigned to the same group with this beta several times, and after a while, he also found that the original thing was just a misunderstanding, and after talking about it, they coexisted relatively harmoniously under the camera.

But this is only when there are many people. The relationship between Qi Jiu and the other party is not good enough to say hello happily when they meet again. In this situation, embarrassment is the first factor.

Lin Beisheng was very ordinary. He glanced at him calmly, divided the territory with him casually, and entered the room alone.

This stacked villa also took on the function of the practice room, and you can only see other members during the daytime. Everyone has other places to go, and Qi Jiu and Lin Beisheng are the only ones staying here.

Qi Jiu knew people quickly, and after concluding that Lin Beisheng was not bad in nature, he would drink and chat with him.

He finally found a suitable distance to get along with Lin Beisheng, and asked him once while drinking, what was his relationship with Zhou Qingxian.

Lin Beisheng is easy to face when drinking, but he can hold a lot of alcohol, and he tastes good when drunk.

He is very reasonable, he abides by the rules and regulations, blows the evening breeze on the open-air balcony, and does not take off his clothes until his vest sweats, fearing that Qi Jiu will be affected by it.

There was only one fan with very low wind power in the villa. Qi Jiu moved him to the balcony, and he made a small fan with one hand and held the wine in the other, fanning him from a distance.

Lin Beisheng has good muscle lines, which can be clearly seen through his semi-wet short sleeves.

After noticing Qi Jiu's movement, he hooked his hand towards Omega.

Qi Jiu hesitated to go over, but the low-strength fruit wine in his hand was snatched away before he got there.

He opened his mouth, but didn't grab it.

Managers don't allow them to drink, and any slight weight change in idols will arouse fans' emotions.

Every time Lin Beisheng drank quietly, he would increase his exercise to suppress this part of the calories the next day, but Qi Jiu's exercise was far inferior to that of the other party, so he gave up and let him take it.

Lin Beisheng shook his wine, took a sip and laughed, saying that he drank like grape water.

Immediately, the little smile was quickly blown away, his cheeks were flushed, facing the drowsy void, it took a long time to answer Qi Jiu's question: "It's a gun, friend."

The relationship in Qi Jiu's group is pretty average, everyone gathers together to catch up on the heat, shoot a few self-digesting group shows, and everyone else is busy with their own endorsement business.

Qi Jiu couldn't find his way. He looked up and looked around in a daze. Even if he threatened himself to work hard, he didn't know what to do.

He has a bad temper, he has been on variety shows for a few times but can't produce good results, and his manager doesn't care much about him, so he is mostly positioned as a marginal person.

The popular Tuan [-] and Tuan [-] have already accepted several scripts and plays, and Lin Beisheng has also received a lot of commercials due to his unusual body shape. Knowing that they have no future, the two are going to return to their hometown to find a job after finishing their public rations.

In the end, Qi Jiu was the only one left who listened to the tepid group four's suggestion and started a live broadcast with him.

For a long time, Qi Jiu convinced himself that he had been working hard.

During the two-year contract period, he should step by step, respond to Qi Yan's expectations of him at the beginning, and become a happy person.

Until the fourth child told him that he had given up too, there was no point in spreading it, so he might as well become a teacher while he could still dance a little.

At this time, Qi Jiu wondered if he should give up meaningless happiness and find some meaning.

One year after signing the contract, Qi Jiu is the only one in the villa most of the time.

He seems to have never made progress in the past few years, and he is always experiencing the moment when a person defeats loneliness.

This side is much better than Yan Shiqing's. If you look at the farthest end of your field of vision, you can always find someone who is as lonely and hesitant as him.

But Qi Jiu didn't watch it anymore, his interest changed a bit, he prefers to look up for the stars.

People will disperse and run away, the stars should be better than people.

Lin Beisheng will come back every now and then, and he will also be invited to some parties or catwalks to continuously expand his field.

But he still has the old habit of always dragging Qi Jiu to drink when he comes back.

He asked about Qi Jiu's recent situation, and Qi Jiu would honestly tell him that it was not very good.

"Not very good," he said. "I don't know what I'm doing now."

"The development of things should be spiraling upwards and moving forward in waves, but I seem to have stayed still." Qi Jiu opened the can of wine, and Lin Beisheng didn't stop him this time.

Lin Beisheng lied, how could this be grape water? The alcohol smell was too strong, and it made his tongue numb.

Qi Jiu said vaguely: "It means that everyone has improved, but I am the only one who stays where I am."

Lin Beisheng raised his eyebrows: "Are you blaming others for not taking you?"

"Of course not." Qi Jiu smiled abruptly, sipping his wine to let his emotions float a little more.

He smiled happily, and his tone was gentle, as if he was talking about something soft and gentle, but the content of what he said was completely different.

He asked Lin Beisheng, or he was not asking, but just reflecting: "It's just that I can't figure it out."

"I can't figure it out, how could I do this."