Glass [entertainment circle]

There was no other sound in the lounge, it was unnervingly quiet.

Tang Yan watched Deng Yuantian quietly for a few seconds, and said, "Do you still remember what happened a few days ago?"

The sudden reminder made Deng Yuantian a little dazed, and it took him a while to realize what he was referring to.

He saw that fan circle tearing up, but didn't pay attention to it.It was Yang Wenting's proposal that he replaced Tang Yan on stage, and Tang Yan agreed. Others might misunderstand, but there is no such thing between them.

But Tang Yan didn't let him speak, and took the initiative to analyze the thoughts in his heart to the other party.

"Speaking of which, except for you, the four of us are all trainees. I am the oldest and have been in this circle for nearly ten years. In the past ten years, those who have walked side by side with me are either lucky or powerful. I am strong and know how to operate. Now I can be regarded as the first-line, and some people can't get along. They either move around at the bottom or retreat. I am caught in it, which is quite nondescript, but to be honest, the reason why I have been there is because of my heart. There is always an air of wanting to prove myself.”

Deng Yuantian chewed on the last four words and heard him continue.

"Actually, what your fans said is quite right. My title of captain is just like picking it up. In terms of strength, you and Cheng Nan are both stronger than me. If it weren't for being older, it would seem more reliable, and the captain would not be the turn." I'll do it," Tang Yan pursed his lower lip heavily, closed his eyes for a moment, and the corners of his mouth were not smiling, "but I'm not reconciled, I want to prove myself, I want to get more independent attention, Don’t be said to rely on teammates when you want to get more popularity. You are right, this is the real reason why I want to leave. I don’t know what will happen after I become a solo artist, or I bet it will If you lose, maybe you will laugh at me in a few years, when I may not be as good as I am now. But no matter what, I will try."

After Tang Yan finished speaking, his lips moved, and he repeated in a low voice: "We must try."

At this point, everything that should be said has been explained very clearly, but Tang Yan knows that what he said is still embellished.

Behind these thoughts, there are more injustices hidden in his heart.

When he saw those remarks that satirized himself, he also complained a bit, it was against fate, because he did not have outstanding talent and appearance.Even if I try my best to lift dumbbells and practice vocal music, it is still not dazzling enough on stage.

No one is willing to face the dark side of his own humanity, so he is unwilling to struggle in the quagmire and chooses to take another path.

He thought it was difficult to say these words, and he would never tell others, but now that he finished speaking, it didn't seem so difficult to speak.

Tang Yandao: "Presumably without my dragging you down, you should feel much more relaxed."

The heater in the lounge was turned on for half an hour, and the temperature was already high enough to wear only short sleeves, but Deng Yuantian felt a little cold in his chest.

"I didn't think about it that way."

He didn't know about Tang Yan's mental activities before, but now that he knows, it's not incomprehensible.

He was even a little thankful for Tang Yan's outspokenness, which made the communication between them candid.

It was impossible to say that he was not sad, but to him, he was not sad because of Tang Yan's thoughts, but because they could no longer walk together.The three of them could no longer form a group. After Tang Yan and Yang Wenting left, the group would be disbanded.

"Does Wen Ting think so too?" Deng Yuantian asked.

Tang Yan shook his head: "I don't know, maybe, maybe not."

Deng Yuantian curled up his fingers, his eyes fell on the subtle textures on the table, and he asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"You said Cheng Nan is the same as you, why? Does he want to leave too?"

Tang Yan's eyes moved slightly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Deng Yuantian lowered his head at this time, and Tang Yan could see the uneasiness from the drooping eyebrows.

He was hesitating whether to say it or not to say it.

In fact, what he wants to say falls on any of the four people except Deng Yuantian. Perhaps it is not so difficult to accept, because they are already used to the rules of the world, and the supremacy of interests is the most solid weight in many people's hearts. As far as the circle is concerned, popularity can be used, fans can be used, and feelings and friends can also be used.

It's just that Deng Yuantian is different, he hasn't really integrated into the rules of this world, some things can be called cruel to him.What's more, Tang Yan had already seen the unconcealable emotion in his gaze towards Cheng Nan.

When he didn't get a reply, Deng Yuantian raised his eyes.

Meeting his clear eyes, Tang Yan was taken aback. At that moment, he suddenly realized that concealment might be more harmful to the other party.

After thinking this through, he didn't hesitate any longer.

Taking out a recording pen from his pocket, Tang Yan put it in front of Deng Yuantian.

"Here is a conversation I accidentally recorded. On the night of the final," he explained slowly, "It was Cheng Nan and Dang Jing. I happened to pass by and heard their conversation. You can listen to it. "

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and frowned, and pressed the play button with his finger.

After a rustling sound, Deng Yuantian heard Cheng Nan's voice.

Cheng Nan: What do you want from me?

Dang Jing: It’s okay, but can’t we chat casually?Congratulations to you for winning the championship tonight.

Cheng Nan: Thank you.

……

……

Dang Jing: Actually standing here now, I want to ask, did you ever like me back then?

Cheng Nan: ...No, sorry.

Dang Jing: There is nothing to be sorry for, and it is not an accident. This kind of thing was originally my wishful thinking... Although we have also formed CPs before, I have always been pulling you, maybe it is because there is no fate, the popularity is far less On your current CP with Deng Yuantian...do you like him?

Cheng Nan: ...

Dang Jing: According to your personality, you probably haven’t confessed yet, do you want me to tell you the truth?

Cheng Nan: No, you misunderstood.It's just frying CP, there is no extra emotion between us.

Dang Jing: Really?That seems like I'm overdoing it...

……

In the slender recording pen, the conversation between the two has ended, leaving a long blank space.

Deng Yuantian sat there, the blood in his body had a strange reverse flu, his face lost all color, and Cheng Nan's cold words kept playing back in his mind.

It's just frying CP, there is no extra emotion between us.

Before leaving, Tang Yan also mentioned something else.

"The grievances and grievances between the two of us in the fan circle can be on the hot search, and there is someone behind the push. We have been in the circle for so many years, and our reputation is not worth mentioning, but we still have a network. Sun Chengfei bought the hot search, presumably because he lost in the final It gave us the chance to retaliate. But at the same time, I discovered something else," Tang Yan looked at Deng Yuantian, "During your mother's birthday, you met paparazzi at the airport, right?"

Cheng Nan's words were still playing in his mind, Deng Yuantian digested his voice slowly, nodded almost blankly, with a slight arc.

Tang Yan said indifferently: "While I was investigating that matter, I also checked your affairs at the airport. The result of the investigation is that Cheng Nan was the one who leaked Auntie's flight information to them. His mobile phone number is his."

Tang Yan's words swept through Deng Yuantian's heart like a hurricane. His body was stiff, his face was pale, his pupils were covered with mist, and he immediately denied, "Impossible."

"I didn't quite believe it at first, but it's true. In fact, looking back, many things were too coincidental. For example, the group of people you met in the grilled fish shop, everything seemed to be arranged," Tang Yan Pausing for a second, there was restrained intolerance and pity in his eyes, "I can see that you like Cheng Nan, but he should just take advantage of you. If you don't have those feelings for him, you can say that there is nothing wrong with you." It’s normal for everyone to get what they want, and that’s how it is to fire CP. And your popularity also affects his popularity, so he will do that.”

Seeing the opening and closing of the opposite person's mouth, Deng Yuantian looked stunned, his eyes no longer had the usual vitality, they were completely out of focus, and his heart felt like falling off a steep cliff.Tang Yan's words came from his ears to his heart, and dense pain surged from his chest, ravaging his whole body, and even his fingertips were numb from being involved.This strange pain came so suddenly that he had no power to resist it.

Deng Yuantian had wondered about Cheng Nan's feelings for him many times, but now he found that those conjectures were far from the truth.If what Tang Yan said is true, then he not only dreamed of love, but also dreamed of friendship.

Tang Yan didn't know when he left. When Deng Yuantian came back to his senses, he was the only one in the lounge.The warm wind blows from the air outlet, making a lot of laughter.

Deng Yuantian got up in a daze, and walked to the door with vague steps.

The heating turned off, and the cold wind came blowing in from the window in the corridor, and the bone-piercing chill covered his bare skin, and Deng Yuantian shivered with a pale face.

It was this trembling that gave him a moment of sobriety in the chaos.

No, no, he should have asked in person.

At least one reason should be asked.

Without love, even friendship is a luxury, why?

Where is he not doing well enough?Where is it too bad?He thought that the friends he made would soon become strangers, but the first person he fell in love with ignorantly couldn't even be a friend.

When he saw Deng Yuantian head on, Yang Wenting was stunned for a moment, subconsciously called out to the other party, and then saw that his usual smiling face was as white as snow, the corners of his eyes were red, and he was lifeless as if dehydrated and bleeding.

Before he could ask anything, Deng Yuantian raised his head slowly and asked in a low voice, "Where's Cheng Nan?"

Yang Wenting reacted for a moment: "He? He just came back and is in Brother Lin's office. Are you okay?"

"It's okay... I'll go find him."

Yang Wenting stood on the spot and turned his head, watching him go straight forward in astonishment.

In the office, Lin Ben felt a headache when he looked at the young man in front of him.

Tang Yan was going to leave, Yang Wenting was going to follow, and now Cheng Nan told him that he didn't want to continue to fire CP, and things came together.

He has been very busy these two days. The contract between Deng Yuantian and Cheng Nan has not been discussed yet. Because Tang Yan and Yang Wenting are going to leave, the company will have to re-staff two new artists in two days. I am afraid this year will be the same. Can't be idle.

After listening to Cheng Nan's words, Lin Ben was silent for a while, sighed, shook his head and said, "I don't mean that you must fire, after all, it's voluntary. Suddenly."

Cheng Nan said in a deep voice, "I just... don't want to continue. I will have a good talk with Yuan Tian."

Lin Ben looked at him deeply, then rubbed his forehead with his hands, and said in a low voice: "That's right, the official blog will soon announce the disbandment of the team. You are no longer teammates, and you may not be together in the future." Let's go, there is really no need to continue to bind. Forget it, you can toss it yourself."

Cheng Nan hummed.

"Oh, by the way, you guys should also think about the contract issue in the next two days, see if it is directly converted to the existing single-person development contract, or there are other options. If you also want to terminate the contract, I will help you do it as soon as possible. "

Cheng Nan said, "I will seriously consider it."

"Okay, there's nothing else going on here, go get busy."

Outside the door, Deng Yuantian leaned his back against the wall, trembling uncontrollably.Then, he heard footsteps approaching through the door.

After several months of contact, he could easily hear Cheng Nan's footsteps.

But after all those conversations just fell into his ears, he realized that there was really no trace of superfluous feelings between them as Cheng Nan said, and some of them were just his own self-indulgence.

His lips moved slightly, and two seconds later he strode towards the stairs at the end of the corridor.

I don't want to face that person at this moment, I don't want to see that face, those eyes again, and I don't want to ask the reason again.

So what?So what if we know?It is nothing but self-inflicted humiliation.

The winter wind was like a poisoned dagger, cutting off his bare skin one after another, but Deng Yuantian didn't seem to notice it.

He ran out of the company as if he was sleepwalking, and stood on the snowy street, looking around blankly.

Countless cars passing by, pedestrians coming and going, snowflakes as big as goose feathers fluttering in the air.Scenes of street scenes fell in Deng Yuantian's eyes, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

The flesh on the heart seemed to be ruthlessly crushed by an iron plate, and the dull pain flowed to the limbs and bones, making his thoughts chaotic.

"Hey, isn't that Deng Yuantian?"

"Huh? Are you mistaken?"

"That's right, how could I admit my mistake, they look exactly the same."

"It seems... Really, why is he standing there?"

"Ahhhh, I'm so excited, don't worry about it, go get an autograph first!"

When people surrounded him, shouts, screams, and the sound of taking pictures merged into one and rushed towards him, Deng Yuantian's out-of-focus eyes regained a trace of sobriety.

People had gathered around, scrambling to pull on his clothes, his arms and shoulders.

The hot air from people's breath and the cold snow flakes fell on his cheeks, barking like bloodthirsty beasts scrambling for their prey.

"The result of the investigation is that the person who leaked Auntie's flight information to them was Cheng Nan. The phone number is his."

"Actually, looking back, many things were too coincidental. For example, the group of people you met in the grilled fish shop, everything seemed to be arranged."

"Your heat also affects his heat, so he will do that."

……

Deng Yuantian took two steps back in a daze, but the crowd followed suit.

In the chaos, in order to take pictures for his girlfriend, a young man squeezed into the crowd vigorously. Seeing Deng Yuantian kept backing up, he immediately reached out to grab him and successfully grabbed the back of Deng Yuantian's neck.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, but his subordinates did not dare to be careless.

The dense oppression spread from the back of the neck to the throat, and a retching feeling accumulated in the chest and abdomen, making people feel nausea that had never been experienced before, and massive fear and anger accumulated subsequently.

"what!"

Girls screamed from the surrounding crowd, people stared dumbfounded at Deng Yuantian's red eyes, and punched the young man in the face, his fierce action made him fall to the ground screaming in pain, and also suppressed the people present.

During this short period of confusion, the person had already moved away from the surrounding circle.

Twilight was dark, there was heavy snow, and rows of street lamps on the street were lit up.One by one, the vehicles headed for different destinations.

Deng Yuantian ran all the way, his pace was like flying.

At first he could still hear the sound of people chasing after him, the sound of whistles and shouts, but then he couldn't hear them.In addition to the howling wind in his ears, there was his own heavy breathing.

He turned into a long and deep alley, the snow under his feet screamed weakly under the trample, the road ahead was dim, and shallow lights came through the window screens of the people in the alley, making the path traceable.

The biting wind poured into the belly from the half-open mouth, and the blood in the throat gradually became congested, but Deng Yuantian did not stop.

In the seemingly endless running, all kinds of pasts appeared in front of his eyes.

The first meeting in the dance studio, the birthday cake he handed out by himself, the conversation late at night, the touch of the tattoo on the elbow, the hand stretched out in front of the locked door, the two bodies touching each other in the heavy rain temperature, the traces of bright red blood left on Cheng Nan's arm...

He also thinks of those days of fighting side by side, the uninterrupted training in the practice room, the hugs on the stage, the smiling faces and encouragement of each other.

Scenes of memories reappeared in front of my eyes, and they shattered like glass, breaking into countless pieces, all pierced into the soft flesh of my heart, splashing dripping bright red.

Warm tears slipped from the corners of Deng Yuantian's eyes, and quickly swallowed the snowflakes that fell on his cheeks, and fell to the ground, forming mottled spots that no one saw.

They didn't talk to each other, and they didn't deliver their backs.

He stood in the spotlight of thousands of people, under the bright and brilliant spotlight, but the noise faded away, the halo disappeared, but there was no one standing beside him.

The relationship between him and Cheng Nan is all fake, all of them are fake.

Everything is a movie projected on the glass, and everyone else tacitly knows what is real and what is false, and he is the only one who takes the false affection as real and has an absurd dream.

The soles of the shoes, which had been covered with several layers of snow, finally slipped, and Deng Yuantian fell back into the snow.

In the silence of all, the young man was lying on the ground, and the snowflakes were softly pasting the corners of his moist eyes and swollen eyelids, offering the most sincere and pure comfort.

The chill crawled from the back of his neck to all parts of his body, and he closed his eyes in extreme exhaustion.

If you sleep, will everything remain the same?

Thinking of this, Deng Yuantian no longer felt embarrassed, and let himself fall into the abyss of consciousness.