Become a heartthrob after wearing an adult

Zhang Feimang and Yiser, one on the stage and the other on the judges' bench, the interaction between the two is very small, but the eyes of netizens are discerning.

"The only fan is not my love: I'll go! Veteran cadre x little boy, this type is good! More!"

"I have a friend: I really don't want to admit that our Iser just looked at other people's eyes, and she was a little spoiled!"

This argument was quickly suppressed by arguments against and in support of Zhang Feimang's promotion.

After Zhang Feimang stepped down from the stage, he was still uncontrollably excited. He quickly sent a message to Xiao Ji, returned to the backstage lounge, and waited for Lang Bo to finish the performance.Lin Baona seems to have left, and Lin Baotian is still looking at the light brain in the lounge. She seems to have noticed her gaze, raised her head in his direction, and smiled weakly:

"Congratulations, you have passed the first level."

Zhang Feimang nodded slightly. The first impression he met was not good. He didn't really want to talk to this woman, so he clicked on the live broadcast ahead. Sure enough, Lang Bo on the stage ahead also met a crying child.

The child was still a little older, and had already been attracted by Langbo's movements of playing with the drum stick, and was staring at Langbo with piercing eyes.The reaction of the audience below was also very intense, and they were eagerly looking forward to Lang Bo's performance, and their voices became louder and louder.

Zhang Feimang was watching with gusto when the robot next to him bumped into his leg, and Lin Baotian's voice sounded at the right time:

"Drink a glass of water, watching the game is really stressful—"

The water on the robot tray was crystal clear and very attractive. Zhang Feimang agreed silently, picked up the glass of water, and took a sip.But the quality of the drinking water seemed to be not very good, and the taste was a bit weird. Zhang Feimang took a sip, and then stopped holding the water glass.

Lin Baotian was still standing beside him, timidly wanting to chat with him:

"You have come to participate in the competition, why don't you bring an assistant? It's very troublesome without an assistant, and many things can't be handled well."

"Cough, I don't need it for now."

Seeing Lin Baotian drinking water, Zhang Feimang didn't know how to stop her from talking or drinking water, so he blinked blankly.The door of the lounge also seemed to understand his call, creaked, and was opened.

"Iser!"

Zhang Feimang yelled in surprise, and he quickly looked at the judges' seats on the screen, and it turned out that Yisel's seat was empty.The Iser in front of me is not an illusion!

"I just said you should rest in the lounge—how, are you as nervous as you are on stage now?"

Iser's tone was still very friendly, as if he didn't see Lin Baotian, he went straight to the opposite of Zhang Feimang and patted him on the shoulder.Zhang Feimang pointed at the game on the optical computer screen suspiciously, and Lin Baotian suddenly interjected:

"The judges can also rest, Mr. Iser, if you want to rest, you can take a rest. What do you want to drink, I will go out and get it for you?"

"If I'll trouble you then, Miss Sweetie, I'd like coffee."

Iser smiled politely, and sat next to Zhang Feimang, leaning into his eyes to look at the light brain screen, where Lang Bo was beating the drums to his heart's content.

Zhang Feimang looked sideways, and just met Lin Baotian's gaze. It was a very strange gaze, at least for a weak woman—where did the strong envy in those eyes come from? ?

"Langbo, is that your friend?"

Yiser obviously still remembered the episode before the start of the show. His hand circled around Zhang Feimang's body and pointed at the screen with his hand. This gesture was a bit intimate, and Yiser's cool perfume scent spread instantly. come over.

"Yes, it's my friend..." Zhang Feimang turned to the side, the distance was a bit too close, he scratched the hair on his forehead, "Thank you, Iser, I didn't expect you to sing so well , I want to hear you sing if I have a chance!"

"Yes, there will be a chance." Iser's eyes under the rimless glasses stared at Zhang Feimang with a shy enthusiasm, "I will sing to you alone."

Zhang Feimang nodded his head and focused his gaze on Langbo's stage. The audience swept by the light screen were intoxicated by the passionate drumming, and now the effect exploded.

"And thank you for voting for me just now."

Zhang Feimang saw Yiser shaking his head indifferently, and his tone became more firm:

"I still want to continue singing slow songs, I don't believe it, they will definitely accept it!"

Iser chuckled, Zhang Feimang was indeed different from the people he met. After encountering negation, he would not thank him too much for his help, but would have more fighting spirit...more desirable The desire to take control.His eyes fell on the glass of water in Zhang Feimang's hand.

"When is the next level? I have to prepare well."

Zhang Feimang looked enviously at Langbo on the optical brain screen, to get more responses from the audience, and to resonate heart to heart, this is the meaning of being a singer.Iser smiled and casually revealed:

"The program "Singing Singing" is really mysterious, and some of its operations are also confusing. I... am worried about you, Feimang, you should come to Bart Entertainment, so that I can take better care of you .”

"In this show, if you don't sing fast songs, you are likely to be eliminated. If you want, I can teach you to sing some fast songs, the skills of fast songs, and you will definitely learn quickly."

Zhang Feimang opened his mouth and let out a soft ah. He didn't expect Yisel to want to drag him into the entertainment company, and to take care of himself.

He wanted to say something, but he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen. The pain caused his facial features to twist together, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his body slipped off the stool involuntarily.The glass of water in his hand also fell to the ground and splashed on him.

Iser leaned down, grabbed Zhang Feimang, and wanted to hold him in his arms, with a anxious tone:

"Feimang, are you alright?"

"Okay, it hurts..."

Zhang Feimang stopped Yiser's movement, and after a while, as if he was all right, he sat back on the chair with Yiser's hand.Iser repeatedly asked if he wanted to find a medical robot, but Zhang Feimang shook his head and refused, and he let out a deep breath.

"Okay, I'm going back to the stage right now - Feimang, look at me, do you really want to join us?"

Yiser's words at this moment seemed to have some kind of strange magical power, which made people dizzy. Zhang Feimang resisted the dizziness in his head, and then went to look at Yiser. The whole lounge behind him was spinning, and he felt his body a little bit Out of control.Iser didn't seem to notice Zhang Feimang's strangeness, grabbed Zhang Feimang with both hands, and asked again:

"Feimang, would you like to join us?"

With the power of bewitching, the man's deep voice lingered in his ears.

Zhang Feimang opened his mouth, but he couldn't control his eyes. He felt that he was about to agree in the next moment, and another burst of pain in his abdomen dispelled the dizziness in his head.

"Stay away from him! He already has a broker."

A man came striding forward, and Lin Baotian, who was blocking him, was pushed away.

Iser backed away, with an angry look on his face, obviously dissatisfied with disturbing him.Lin Baotian received his gaze and flinched immediately:

"You, the manager, don't understand at all..."

Xiao Ji didn't care about what Lin Baotian said at all, he bumped Iser away hard.As soon as he saw this man hugging Zhang Feimang, he was furious. He just wanted to beat him up, but Zhang Feimang's current condition did not allow him to do anything else.

Zhang Feimang's face was pale, his facial features were wrinkled in pain, fine sweat oozes from his skin, and his lips, which are always smiling, are also tightly pressed, obviously suffering from great pain.Xiao Ji hugged Zhang Feimang, Zhang Feimang's body was unexpectedly light, and he shrank into his arms.

Perhaps feeling a familiar smell, Zhang Feimang grabbed Xiao Ji's clothes, raised his eyelids and saw Zhang Xiao's face, and murmured:

"Xiao, it hurts."

Xiao Ji's heart tightened, looking at the people rushing in front of him, his voice was sullen:

"Get out of the way, he needs a healing device and a doctor."

Zhang Feimang tried his best to open his eyes. Xiao Ji pressed his head on his shoulders, avoiding the eyes of many people. In a daze, he saw Lin Baotian walking against the crowd, and there were many people. They all looked at themselves anxiously.

……

Xiao Ji first brought Zhang Feimang to the closed room, and immediately sent a message to Lance, asking Lance to find the most advanced healing device in the entire program group.

Lance folded his arms and looked at Xiao Ji. Xiao Ji had an ordinary face, a person who wouldn't frown even when he was bleeding and injured. At this moment, he frowned and moved the healing device slowly and carefully, shining on the boy on the bed.He watched it for a while, but Xiao Ji didn't give him a look:

"How is it? Is there anything to gain? Cassirer is here too. He wants to see you."

Xiao Ji remained silent, and the healing instrument shone on Zhang Feimang's body, as if it didn't relieve his pain. He wiped the sweat off the boy's forehead.

Lance was also silent for a while, and the fox looked at the completely black window:

"No gain? All right. Can't see Cassirer? Then you trust me too much."

"Lance, only we and His Majesty know about this matter."

To the outside world, Xiao Ji is the ex-marshal who was dismissed due to a mistake, and a nobleman who was dissolute in the entertainment industry in order to reject the princess's marriage.

Fang Lance sighed, shook his head, and looked at Zhang Feimang on the bed:

"Don't tell me, you kid can sing pretty well, maybe I can make a superstar."

"His condition is not right, he needs to watch Wei Leng. You call Wei Leng to NO.16. Give him the program to clean up the aftermath."

Before Lance could react, Xiao Ji hugged him and went out through another door of the house. He couldn't help but clicked his tongue:

Why did he, a theatergoer, become the target of the generalissimo?

Lance picked up the healing device on the bed, sighed, and sent a message to his assistant.He lay down on the bed, and remembered Xiao Ji's expression just now, although his face had changed, but the concern in those eyes couldn't be concealed.His fox eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help turning on his optical brain to send a message to Xiao Ji:

"Hey, hey, the iron tree is really blooming..."

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