Being pitted into the men's group debut

Yi Bie, who didn't wake up after the alarm clock rang five times, woke up from hunger.

12:50

There are only 10 minutes left until the live broadcast of the [-] o'clock this afternoon, which was posted on Weibo yesterday.Yi Bie calmly put on a sweater over SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas, put on cotton slippers and walked to the toilet, turning on the computer in the middle.

By the time he drank a bottle of yogurt and sat down in front of the computer, the popularity of the live broadcast room had already reached 50.

"What about the live broadcast of the promised face? What about the face? What about the face?"

"If you don't show your face, you will be canceled"

For this live broadcast, Yi Bie specially bought a camera, but last night he was only busy with final review, so he didn't have time to install the camera.

"What's the hurry?" Yi Bie looked at the instruction manual, "Every time I'm late for a minute or two, I say I'll cancel it, but you guys really try to get one?"

"What do you call 10 minutes or 2 minutes?"

The computer "ding dong", and the camera was connected.

The boy in the camera is wearing a pair of smoky gray glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes are clear and his thin lips are slightly pursed.

"Fuck!!! I can suddenly reconcile with Little Sun late!!!"

"Although the appearance of this genteel scum is a little bit different from the little brat I imagined, but I really can do it!!!"

"Help the pants I just put on!!!"

"Sisters, pants fell on my head"

"Okay, don't fly your pants, I can't see the screen clearly." Yi Bie clicked into the music software, ready to start today's task, "Sing an opera first."

"A pair of pants are on fire"

For this live broadcast, fans launched a poll on Weibo Chaohua, and selected three songs that Easy sang the most, and sang one each in the early, middle and late stages of the live broadcast.

"Let's chat first"

"What are you talking about? Continue to read your rustic love messages? Can you post something nutritious?"

Just woke up and hadn't opened his voice, Yi Bie chatted with the live broadcast room for a while, sang a few soothing songs, and then clicked on a tune selected by fans.

Yi Bie's voice is clean and bright, with a taste of summer sunshine, with the rebellious flamboyance unique to boys of this age, the change in the tone of the chorus part, but it makes the live broadcast room obviously guarded and goosebumps all over .

From the beginning to the end, it can be retracted freely, full of charm.

The screen suddenly went black.

"System reminder: In order to create a healthy and clear online environment and protect the physical and mental health of young people, please apply for unblocking after you become an adult."

The live broadcast room is blocked?

The mobile phone on the table began to ring non-stop.Yibie has three fan groups with thousands of people, and the news of the three groups has reached 99+ at the moment

Without exception, they were all shocked that he was a minor.

"I just posted the fanfiction of Sunspot and Easy on Chaohua yesterday. Is it too late to delete it now? I don't want to pornographic minors. Don't catch me."

Oh, it's also humanistic.

The live broadcast is not available, so don't plan to go out for lunch.

The snow was swept on the side of the road, the wind was bleak, and the bare branches were covered with white piles.The cold wind leaked in from the collar, Yi Bu put on the down jacket and hood, and pulled the zipper to the highest point.

After leaving the community and crossing the road, there is an entrance to the underground shopping mall.There are still more than ten days before the Chinese New Year, and the mall is very lively.

Yi Bie is going to a hot and sour noodle shop in the underground snack street. This shop is opened by his uncle, who has a son who is in the third year of junior high school. He opened a milk tea shop in the movie theater on the fifth floor. shop.

The meal was over, and the store was overcrowded.Yi Bu was not in a hurry, walked to the counter familiarly, picked up the tray that Uncle Jiang had just placed on the marble countertop, and asked, "Uncle, what table number is this, I'll deliver it."

"Hey, Xiao Yi is here, no need, uncle will deliver it himself."

"It's okay." Yi Bie picked up the tray, "Is this Coke too?"

Uncle Jiang said that he didn’t need to help deliver it, but he actually smiled like a flower on his face: “Hey, that’s right, hot and sour noodles at table 8, and Coke at table 13.”

The hot and sour noodle shop is in a right convex shape, and table No. 13 is placed in this small space surrounded by three walls.This is the table that Yi Bie doesn't want to deliver food the most, because nine out of ten times it's filled with my sweethearts, and he often encounters some not-so-good scenes.

But today there is only one person sitting in this small space.

Yibie breathed a sigh of relief: "Sir, your Coke."

"Thank you."

There is a tablet in front of the boy, and Yi don't accidentally scan it as a memo interface. He has no habit of prying into other people's privacy, so he left after delivering the coke.

When he went back, Uncle Jiang was wiping his hands with a towel, and when he saw him coming, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Xiao Yi, what kind of hot and sour noodles are you eating today, Uncle will make it for you."

Yi Bie drank a bottle of yogurt in the morning, so he wasn't very hungry: "Uncle, there's no room here, wait a little longer."

"Why is there no seat, there is one there." Uncle Jiang offered a seat at table 13 with his mouth.

The boy's eyelids were half-drooped, his expression was very pale, his messy bangs slightly covered his eyes, and the black earphone cable hung down along his clear jawline.

He took the capacitive pen, wrote a few times on the tablet, and then turned the pen.

"It's really unnecessary uncle, there are still people sitting there."

"What's wrong with the person sitting there? Isn't there an empty seat across from him?" Uncle Jiang spoke a standard Chongqing dialect and went into the back room to make hot and sour noodles for him while whispering.

Five minutes later, Uncle Jiang pushed Yi Bie to the empty seat with hot and sour powder.

"Uncle, I really don't need it, why don't I pack it up and go back to eat, it's really not suitable for someone here." Yi Bie was forcibly pressed on the empty seat opposite the boy.

"Pack it up and the powder is all paste, just eat it here. Uncle specially added double the amount of sour radish for you. It was just pickled a few days ago. It's very sour. You must like it." Uncle Jiang stuffed the chopsticks into him enthusiastically. In his hand, "Don't you just like sour food."

The boy on the opposite side raised his head when he heard the commotion, glanced at Uncle Jiang and then at Yi Bie, and instantly understood what happened.

then……

Then he lowered his eyes and continued to look at his tablet, his fair and slender fingers still turning the digital pen slowly.

Yi Bie: "..." Why can someone tolerate an unfamiliar person sitting across from him?

You should move your long legs and walk around.

The long legs can't hear Yi Bie's voice.

Forget it, finish eating and leave quickly.

Fortunately, the boy didn't even raise his head after that, which instantly reduced Yi Bie's embarrassment by half.

Now I just hope that you don't meet him on the road in the future, and don't recognize him if you meet him. This kind of experience of being forced to face a stranger while eating is really a proper social death.

The phone rang several times in a row, all from a person who noted "Cheng Zhi".

Cheng Zhi is a friend he met during the live broadcast.

Cheng Zhi: What’s going on, my live broadcast room is full of your fans, they said your live broadcast room was blocked

- The platform has recently been rectified, underage

Cheng Zhi: The platform is also really good. In the past, it didn’t care about any live broadcasts of cats and dogs, but for no reason, it began to ban the live broadcast room.

- It doesn't matter, if you ban it, you will ban it

Cheng Zhi: I almost forgot the business, I just received an email, it was an invitation letter for a variety show

-Congratulations

Cheng Zhi: Have you received it? The unpopular singer next door has received it.

-no

Cheng Zhi: How come?you are so popular

Shocked, Cheng Zhi sent him several emoji packs, the dazzling ones, which made his forehead hurt easily.

The area of ​​this small convex shape is not very large. A long wooden table lies in the center, and there are sofas on both sides.Yi Bie felt a little tired from sitting with his legs bent, so he stretched forward a bit, and directly fitted the knee of the person opposite him.

The opponent raised his head.

"..." Yibie immediately withdrew his legs, "Sorry, it's a bit narrow."

The space is closed, and a stranger sitting opposite will easily fall into the embarrassing situation of being speechless.

"Uh..." Yi didn't want to say something to ease the embarrassment, but saw that he was willing to stand up.

"Well, you forgot the Coke." Yi Bie pointed to the Coke he forgot, reminded him kindly, and asked, "Why didn't you drink it?"

"No straw." Lu Jiangjiu replied carelessly.

"..." You are really precious, "There are straws on the counter, you can take them."

"Okay." Lu Jiangjiu went straight out of the store after taking the Coke.

Yi Bie: "..."

He is sick? !

What Yi Bie didn't know was that, 10 minutes before he came to the store, Lu Jiangjiu's tablet interface was a blacked out live broadcast room.

Lu Jiangjiu shook the snowflakes on the umbrella, closed the umbrella, and walked to the elevator of the apartment.

"Hello." Lu Jiangjiu answered the phone.

Qiao Song is the manager of their group.

"Xiaolu, are you in the dormitory?"

"I just went out, and now I just arrived at the door of the dormitory." Lu Jiangjiu walked into the elevator, his tone was as cold as the snow falling outside, "What's the matter?"

"Why are you going out casually again? Although the popularity of the group has not been high in the past two years, it is possible to meet fans when going out, which will be very troublesome. You said to report to me when you go out, and I will have someone pick you up, and Qiang Luo , you tell him to run around the comic exhibitions all over the world." Qiao Song said earnestly, then paused, "Go back and tell them to come to the company tomorrow morning."

"Go to the company? What's the matter?" Lu Jiangjiu raised his eyebrows, his tone obviously not very happy.

"How long has SPS been out of work since that incident, is it possible that they are really planning to pass the three-year contract period like this?" Qiao Song's tone was a little cold, "If there is a young master like Qiang Luo in the regiment, With your work attitude, do you really think that the company dare not hide you? This time I got you a variety show, which is a big IP. If you handle it well, SPS will become popular again."

The elevator dinged and the door opened.Lu Jiangjiu walked out of the elevator, walked straight to the door of the dormitory, took out the key to open the door: "...Oh, I'm not interested."

"It's up to you this time, the company has already reported it to you."

"..." Lu Jiangjiu sneered, "You tell them yourself."

"Are you the captain or am I the captain?"

"Are you an agent or am I an agent?"

Qiao Song was speechless.

The author has something to say:

The fans in the Easy live broadcast room are called Easy Little Sun, and the "black fans" of Little Sun are of course called Sunspots.

The origin of Yibei's name:

I have to see all the flowers in Luocheng, and it is easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze. —— Ouyang Xiu

Lu Jiangjiu squinted his eyes, isn't this the person who was blocked from the live broadcast room?