His personality is not good

After that, there was an 8-in-6 game, and the rules were changed again.

The 8 people were divided into 4 groups for a double drama performance, which can be original or adapted. From the writing of the script to the rehearsal to the performance, the contestants arrange themselves. The group with the lowest score is eliminated, and the combination is determined by drawing lots. This test is not only for individuals Ability also pays attention to teamwork.

Zhong Weishi kept reciting Da Fei's name silently during the lottery draw, but unfortunately, God probably made a desertion and arranged Sun Jiarong and him in the same group.

Terrible.

When Sun Jiarong saw the name on the note, his first reaction was to roll his eyes.

In this way, the two people who disliked each other had no choice but to bite the bullet and cooperate.

"Can you write scripts?" Sun Jiarong asked.

"I won't, but I can do research." Zhong Weishi said.

Sun Jiarong lay down on the bed, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Zhong Weishi raised his voice, "Why do you leave it to me? Why don't you use your brain?"

Sun Jiarong: "I won't."

"..."

Because Sun Jiarong did not cooperate in every possible way, Zhong Weishi applied to the program team for a change of team members.

"I'll change to Song Wenfei. Dafei's ranking is not as good as Sun Jiarong. Let Duan Sicheng and Sun Jiarong cooperate, so that they both won't lose."

"It's not easy to exchange it casually. Let me say a few words for you. This ranking is also related to whether he can stay on the stage. It is impossible for him to really not cooperate."

Zhong Weishi didn't know what the staff said to him, anyway, after returning to the dormitory, Sun Jiarong told him that his nose was not his nose and his face was not his face.

"I've written all the lines of the script, take a look, I don't have any comments to play with you." Zhong Weishi bit the bullet and threw the script to him.

Sun Jiarong picked up the notebook and smiled, "You wrote it yourself?"

"Nonsense! What else?"

"You said that if I don't perform well, will the person above you be able to keep you?"

Zhong Weishi was so angry that his veins bulged, he stood up and pointed at him, "What the hell are you spraying out of your mouth? You are really good at spreading rumors, you, don't think that you are the only one with a long mouth, I'm still so lazy. Said that you were hired by someone to stay until now."

Sun Jiarong sneered.

"Let me warn you first, if any mess gets out, you will be the first one I will clean up."

"Are you guilty?"

"Are you fucking finished?"

"Endless! To tell you the truth, I have long disliked you. You are like a clown all day long. Continue to fight as a military substitute, what song will you sing, what name will you get, what show will you grab?"

Zhong Weishi sneered, "I am so dazzling, you have to hold back if you are not convinced."

Sun Jiarong was choked up and blushed, and said without hesitation: "Don't think that you can win the first place with Cheng Yue's support. He is just a mentor, and the final decision is still in the hands of the fans."

Only then did Zhong Weishi truly understand the mentality of the person who came up with the phrase "Don't argue with idiots".

After the quarrel that day, the two still sat down and exchanged lines, and Sun Jiarong didn't mention anything about whether to take care of him or not.

On the day of the competition, in addition to the original instructors, several guest judges were also invited to help out.

They are the chief director, assistant director and chief screenwriter of the crew of this year's most popular movie "Mad Men Are Reasonable".

Along with the chief screenwriter is his niece Zhang Jingyue.

The girl is also a groupie, and she came here today to take a group photo and sign an autograph.

Sun Jiarong's signature was flamboyant, and he hugged Zhang Jingyue to take several selfies. To avoid suspicion, Zhong Weishi just stood next to her and compared a pair of scissors. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingyue took the initiative to hook his arm and leaned his head on his shoulder.

It was the first time for Zhong Weishi to be asked for a group photo by fans, and he was still in such an intimate pose, which was a bit awkward, and the expression he took was as if he had been constipated for several days.

"Brother, can I take two more pictures?" Zhang Jingyue blinked and shook his arm.

"I, I, I'm going to the bathroom." Zhong Weishi pulled out his arm in embarrassment.

"Take two more pictures, just two!" Zhang Jingyue put her hands around his waist, and took the opportunity to touch his lower abdomen.

For artists who have debuted for a long time, it is common for fans to take advantage of them in crowded places, and there will be security guards to stop them, but Zhong Weishi did not.

He was taken aback by this sudden action, Gu Lizhou's face popped up in his mind, and he quickly pulled off the arm that was wrapped around his body.

"Next time." Almost fled.

Zhang Jingyue's face froze.

Sun Jiarong walked over with a smile, raised his mobile phone, "How about I take two more pictures with you?"

Zhang Jingyue was still a little embarrassed at first, but when she turned her head and saw the 1.8-meter-five male god, stars appeared in her eyes again.

After Zhong Weishi walked away, Sun Jiarong chatted with Zhang Jingyue casually, "Do you like Zhong Weishi?"

Zhang Jingyue blushed and nodded, "Actually, I really like it. I hope you will continue to be popular after the game."

"It's enough for you to like me, it's boring to like him." Sun Jiarong touched her bangs affectionately.

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Forget it, it's better for children not to know."

Sun Jiarong turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhang Jingyue immediately grabbed him and asked, "What, tell me, what's the matter if you half-talk."

"I really want to know? Are you afraid of ruining his good image in your mind?"

When Zhang Jingyue heard it, her face immediately sank, "Does he have any bad habits? It can't be drugs, right?"

"I don't know if he takes drugs or not. It's just that he doesn't have the right views. He will do anything for money."

Sun Jiarong looked around, leaned close to her ear and whispered something.

Zhang Jingyue's eyes widened and she said in surprise, "No way!"

"It's impossible. I just share the dormitory with him, and he sneaked out to meet people in the middle of the night several times..." Sun Jiarong looked at her dumbfounded expression, curled his lips and smiled, "If you don't believe it, forget it , just pretend I didn’t say it.”

"With whom?"

"Who do you think has the most say in this show, and who keeps talking to him?"

Zhang Jingyue thought about it carefully, "Is it Cheng Yue?"

Sun Jiarong clicked to the end, let her thoughts run wild, and didn't say anything more.

When Zhong Weishi returned to the studio, Zhang Jingyue didn't look at him again, but handed Sun Jiarong the coffee and snacks he had just bought. The two got very close and chatted happily.

Sun Jiarong smiled at him for the first time.

Zhong Weishi's right eye twitched, and he shuddered.

As soon as that episode aired, a report titled "How Chaotic the Entertainment Industry Is - The Popular Little Fresh Meat in Idol Power Was Adopted" appeared on all major media platforms, especially Weibo, which had over [-] comments.

The content was taken out of context and perusal. First, it talked about the performance of this popular little fresh meat with the surname Z in the show. He completely negates his efforts and directs everyone's attention to nurturing.

The picture on Weibo is a WeChat chat screenshot, and the avatar has been coded.

A: A friend in my circle said that he and z are very familiar and have recorded programs together. Z has a backstage.Previously, the protagonist of "Secrets from the Old Times" was not him, he was airborne.

B: Ah, is it [name mosaic]?I also think he really became popular too fast, almost overnight, my circle of friends was brushing him up.

A: This show was originally intended to praise him, and the champion is scheduled to be 2333.

If this mosaic is coded, it is not coded. Who else is the little fresh meat with the surname Z who played in "Old Time"?

Zhang Jingyue is studying in a full-time school. Her family is rich and powerful. She usually skips classes to pursue stars and is ignored. She travels to the front line with a camera all day long. She is also quite influential in the fan circle, with hundreds of thousands of fans on Weibo. In addition, there is a relationship with my uncle, and I know a lot of media commentators, who contribute to the flames, and the news explodes immediately.

There is only one truth, but there are countless versions of rumors.

At the beginning, some people said that Zhong Weishi was a heavy smoker, and he was often seen squatting in a corner smoking in the crew, and some people posted photos, which were passed around, and some even started to slander him for taking drugs.

There are also various speculations about the financial backer. Some said it was the producer, and some said that the mysterious "husband" appeared in the call session of the show, but most of them still point to Cheng Yue-some eliminated contestants opened a trumpet and said, I once saw the two meet privately on the rooftop of the dormitory building in the middle of the night.

Cheng Yue is a first-line artist in the circle, and people pay attention to every trouble. Zhong Weishi's popularity is also booming. When the fans saw the report, they immediately became angry, and condemned the original blog for spreading rumors and causing trouble.

-Give me 10 minutes of this chat record, and I can intercept a dozen, rumors are all based on one mouth!

-Is there a real hammer?Don't blind BB if you don't have a picture.

- What happened to the last rooftop?Is the last rooftop just nurturing?Biggest joke of the year.

Of course, there are also black fans who provoke them.

- It's not me, why would Cheng Yue like someone like Zhong Weishi?

Ever since, the quarrel was in full swing.

In the age of traffic, fans are also pitiful. They have to tear up the media and black fans, and worry about whether the idol's psychology will be affected.

Simply exhausted.

Even Gu Lizhou got the gossip, clicked on the comment section and glanced at it, his heart rate soared straight up.

The old man had the shadow of a nightmare, unable to bear this overwhelming black material, his chest hurt and stuffy, as if he saw those keyboard players who called him obscene and plagiarized back then.

In fact, since the last time when Zhong Weishi used WeChat to chat with him, he had already had this bad premonition, but he didn't expect it to come so fast and so violently, and it even involved Cheng Yue.

It is impossible for the program crew to casually joke about the artist's reputation, so the people behind it must have conflicts of interest with Zhong Weishi.

Can Sun Jiarong make such a big fuss by himself?

This is not realistic.

He made a phone call, and the people on Cheng Yue's side had already begun to respond to the comments, and the hot search would definitely not last long, and what he was most worried about right now was that what these people said would affect Zhong Weishi's mood in the game, because Zhong Weishi had Several times, I used the mobile phone hidden in Dafei's dormitory to secretly contact him.

He suspected that Zhong Weishi probably already knew about it.

"What should I do?"

Da Fei and Zhong Weishi were squatting in the toilet to read comments, and they frowned, "Do you want to contact the program team to clarify? If this is passed on, it will definitely affect your votes in the future."

Zhong Weishi wanted to go back to the dormitory to look for Sun Jiarong, but was grabbed by Da Fei: "What are you doing? Now you have a worse reputation for beating him! The media don't know what to say about you."

"You look out for me, I'm going to push him into the toilet."

Zhong Weishi's fierce eyes frighten Dafei into a daze.

"Do you really want it?"

Zhong Weishi flicked his forehead, "If it's after the recording of the show, I'm going to look for evidence now, he's so insidious, he must have hidden his phone too."

Zhong Weishi's guess was correct, Sun Jiarong did have a mobile phone under the bed, but it had a fingerprint lock, which couldn't be unlocked at all.

"What are you doing?" Sun Jiarong just entered the door.

Zhong Weishi shook his phone, "You're the one who exploded, right?"

Sun Jiarong raised his eyebrows, "What material?"

Zhong Weishi nodded at the tip of his nose, "You know it well."

"You hid your phone too, right?" Sun Jiarong smiled slyly, "Song Wenfei gave it to you?"

Zhong Weishi was anxious for a while, but he didn't expect this question, so he choked up, "It was Xie Yang who contacted me."

Sun Jiarong shrugged indifferently, grabbed the phone, lay down on the empty seat on the lower bunk and sighed, "Let me see what made you look like this."

Zhong Weishi lifted the man off the bed, Sun Jiarong hit his head on the head of the bed first, then rolled to the ground unsteadily.

With a "snap", the phone screen instantly shattered.

When Zhong Weishi was about to hit him in the face with his fist, he heard him say, "What else can you do except move your fist?"

What Dafei said just now flashed through Zhong Weishi's mind.

The fist was closed when it was two centimeters away from his cheek.

The game is not over yet, and there is no real evidence, beating someone will only cause more serious consequences.

Zhong Weishi was trembling all over because of this villain, but the unique arrogance of the people in Xicheng District was not extinguished by it.

After two seconds of silence, he spit out five words with great momentum: "You will regret it."

"What do you want?" Sun Jiarong raised his eyebrows.

Zhong Weishi: "People believe everything these days, my people have plenty of money to send you to the hot search."

Sun Jiarong didn't expect him to fight back, so he gritted his molars, "Your benefactor can't even protect himself."

"Then you think me too simply." Zhong Weishi sneered, "My backstage is my father, he is not in the circle at all, but if he can make Cheng Yue obedient, he will naturally let you in This line of work is totally out of the question.”

Sun Jiarong's expression froze, showing unprecedented fear, but he quickly realized: "Didn't you grow up in an orphanage?"

"The household registration check is quite careful, you, if you don't know, you think you have a crush on me." Zhong Weishi held his collar, leaned over and approached slowly.

"Then let me tell you the truth. My dad is a gangster. He has several associations under him. He never blinks when he kills and sets fire. He has countless enemies. Of course, my noble status cannot be exposed. The purpose of my entering the entertainment industry is to be famous. Then Launder money for him."

"..."

Sun Jiarong's facial features were distorted, and the more he listened to it, the more he felt psychedelic. Although the plot was quite bloody and he didn't know if it was true or not, the cold sweat on his back had already soaked his underwear.

He always felt that Zhong Weishi's hostile face looked like a hooligan on the road.Among other things, it is the first time he has seen such a coquettish operation of pushing people against the wall and slamming them on the ground before talking. He has lived for more than 20 years.

He frowned, "What do you want?"

"What do you want?" Zhong Weishi snorted coldly, and tapped his chest: "Do you know that you are blocking my father's way of making money?"

"..."

"Believe it?" Zhong Weishi smiled, "IQ dog eaten?"

Sun Jiarong had a choked expression, "Are you fooling me? What is your background?"

"A little older than you anyway."