Confessions of a retired star

The nanny car slowly drove into the parking lot. Stars got out of the car one after another. Enthusiastic fans were crowded everywhere, screaming and cheering. Even if the security guards and the police were dispatched together, small riots broke out from time to time.

Zhu Shisi and his group arrived at the common room on the second floor with difficulty. Looking down from the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a mass of black and moving heads, holding posters and light boards and pushing back and forth. COC fans were drowned in the crowd of tens of thousands. , the number is not too many, and in the competition of fans from all walks of life, they are completely no match for the popular traffic.

"With so many artists present, we will not be the focus, and the pimples on your face are even less likely to be the focus."

Zhu Shisi was fascinated by the grand occasion downstairs. He waited for Chen Quan's notice until his chest felt tight. He got up and went to the window to breathe, his thoughts drifted away unconsciously.

It would be a lie to say that there is no psychological gap. In the first two years of their debut, even if COC only went to stand on stage to sing a song, it was still such a crowd of people cheering.

A few years later, they passed away, and the fans who followed them left, and the momentum of all kinds of fresh meat was so fierce. It took all their strength to get a place in the entertainment circle, and they wanted to return to the glory of the past It is a fantasy.

"Lost? If Ye Kai was still around, half of the fans downstairs would be from COC."

There was a faint voice behind Zhu Shisi.

The voice was familiar to him, but he seemed to have been kicked into the water unsuspectingly, and he stood up from the water after a long trance. The waves distorted the voice on the shore, and he couldn't tell who was speaking.

The noisy conversation in the common room re-entered his ears, and he looked around in a daze. Yan Yu was still observing the acne with his mobile phone, and Mu Di curled up on the sofa and closed his eyes for a nap.

"senior……"

A pink figure timidly walked into Zhu Shisi's peripheral vision, and Zhu Shisi looked at him suspiciously. In front of him was a boy who was a little shorter than himself, wearing a light pink T-shirt with uniform movement, and shaking his hands restlessly. The hem of the clothes, the big eyes are full of shyness and admiration.

Zhu Shisi didn't know him, and the moment he saw his facial features clearly, he secretly smiled wryly.

This boy was five or six points similar to himself, and also similar to Qingfeng, but his eyes were bigger, the tip of his nose was upturned, and his mouth was fuller than both him and Qingfeng.I don't know if he did it unintentionally or by design, his lips are slightly parted, and the little deer's eyes blink, looking pure and sexy|sexy.

"you are?"

Zhu Shisi is not very pleasant, a Qingfeng is enough, what kind of fairy is this?Hitting faces is popular in the circle now?

The boy held out his hand cautiously: "My name is Su Yangyang, and I am a trainee from Thunder Era. I am here to participate in an event with Mr. Lei today. I, I like the works of seniors very much."

Zhu Shisi glanced at the direction he came from, there are several single rooms next to the common room, the door of one of them is ajar, Lei Ao is leaning on the table, smoking a cigarette while looking at his phone.

As if smelling the smoke inside, Zhu Shisi frowned, and stretched out his hand to hold the boy back: "Hello, Su Yangyang."

"Senior...can I add your WeChat? I really respect and admire senior."

Su Yangyang's voice is waxy, not as cold as his own, nor as aggressive as Qingfeng.

Zhu Shisi wanted to agree, but when he folded his hands, he smelled a pungent scent of cologne, which was Lei Ao's smell, annoying, he turned his head instinctively, and wrote his disgust on his face.

Su Yangyang panicked when he saw Zhu Shisi's reaction, and shook his hand twice, his round eyes overflowed with a thin layer of moisture: "Ex, senior, I'm sorry senior, I offended you. "

The first time Zhu Shisi saw this kind of instant foggy eyes was the night when Q Bu kicked the guard away, he froze for a moment, thinking of Q Bu, he couldn't help letting go of Su Yangyang's hand, comforting him gently Said: "It's okay, don't panic, just scan my QR code."

Su Yangyang eagerly took out his mobile phone, opened the screen and saw the interface for adding contacts that had been prepared. After the two added them, he stammered a few words of admiration for Zhu Shisi, and then left the public rest contentedly room, walked into the single room where Lei Ao was.

"Damn, I'm too good at pretending. A big man will cry when he says he wants to cry."

Yan Yu pouted, he had been observing the so-called Su Yangyang from behind.

Zhu Shisi knew what he was thinking. Su Yangyang's style collided with Yan Yu's superficial personality. Yan Yu said that he was eight or nine years older than him.

"Can't men cry?"

"It's not a question of whether he's a man or not. Look at his pear blossoms and rain on his surface. He turned around and closed the door to fool around with Lei Ao in a private room. What's this called? It's called a green tea hanger."

Yan Yu's tone was very sophisticated, without even raising his eyelids, Zhu Shisi looked forward, and the door that had been open just now was closed. As for whether Su Yangyang and Lei Ao are fooling around inside, who knows?

Zhu Shisi's gossip mentality caused trouble. He opened the event list and looked up the artists who were present in Thunder Times. Yan Yu smirked tacitly: "Looking for Qingfeng, right? It is said that Qingfeng's reputation is too bad, and the organizer did not invite him. "

"They broke up again?"

"What's the difference between being divided and not being divided? Both are masters who can't control their organs, and each plays his own way."

Yan Yu was joking and contemptuous, Zhu Shisi recalled that this person once persuaded him to join Lei Ao, he must have had a bad heart for watching a theater, he is really a hateful Tianshan old demon.

Zhu Shisi stared at Yan Yu's mouth, planning to use his acne and height to hurt him a few words to avenge him, but before he could speak, the tall man who suddenly appeared in front of the sofa took the conversation away .

"Yan Yu, why didn't you even wipe your mouth clean when you attended the event?"

The man took away the phone that Yan Yu was looking at, and scraped the pimple at the corner of his mouth with his thumb. Yan Yu cried out in pain, raised his head and was about to have a seizure, but when he saw his face, he lost his momentum immediately.

"It's not dirty? I thought it was a drop of oil," the other party twirled the concealer on his fingertips, rubbed his hand back on Yan Yu's face, and wiped it vigorously, "Here, give it back to you."

The man bent down to play tricks on Yan Yu, and pressed Yan Yu on the sofa with one hand, unable to move.

Yan Yu fought back and forth like a short-legged cat, Zhu Shisi wondered, who was so bold as to provoke Yan Yu, an old fritter, when he looked up and saw Yin Bing's smiling face, he stood up in shock.

"Senior, sit down."

Zhu Shisi said respectfully, and asked Mu Di, who was resting on the side, to stand up and give up his seat. He now felt Su Yangyang's mood just now, nervous.

Yin Bing, senior, a big boss who can kill a group of people with a look on stage, Zhu Shisi never thought that he would take the initiative to strike up a conversation with his junior.

"Don't sit down, the event is about to start, why don't you change your clothes?" Yin Bing rubbed Yan Yu's hair with a smile, "Hey, the organizer is so inconsiderate that they didn't prepare children's clothes for our Yan Xiaoyu .”

"go away!"

Yan Yu grabbed Yin Bing's arm and twisted it. Yin Bing groaned and fell on Yan Yu's body.

Yan Xiaoyu?Such an intimate name?When did Yan Yu and Yin Bing get along so well?

Mu Di tugged on Lazhu Shisi's clothes, and pointed to the electronic watch on his hand: "Brother Si, let's change clothes first."

Zhu Shisi saw that it was getting late, so he went to the dressing room with Mu Di first.

After pulling enough hair, Yin Bing sat down beside Yan Yu contentedly. A three-seater sofa was so close to Yan Yu that he almost squeezed him onto the armrest.

The size gap between Yan Yu and Yin Bing was too big, and he didn't want to admit defeat and got up from the sofa, so he could only pant under Yin Bing's shoulder like a pickle.

"Get over there!" Yan Yu yelled with a red apple-like face, and pushed Yin Bing hard.

"Don't be so angry," Yin Bing didn't move at all, pinching Yan Yu's cheek with his backhand like a screaming chicken, "Look, when you get angry, you will blush, and when you come on stage, people will think you have a fever."

The pimple on the mouth was wiped by Yin Bing's strong force, Yan Yu cried out in pain, and burst into tears from his round eyes.

Yin Bing let go of his hand, and there was a smear of blood on his fingertips, and the corner of Yan Yu's mouth was also dripping with blood, and he accidentally popped this bloody pimple.

Yan Yu felt the heat, stretched out his hand to wipe it, stared at the blood on the back of his hand for two seconds, and burst into tears.

"what happened?"

Yin Bing panicked now, and touched Yan Yu's face, wiping tears and rubbing, Yan Yu didn't appreciate it, turned his head away from Yin Bing's touch, Yin Bing's hands were covered with snot and tears.

"Afraid of being disfigured? It's okay, you are also the most beautiful dwarf after leaving a seal."

Yin Bing comforted softly, grabbed the corner of the activity T-shirt and wiped Yan Yu's face, Yan Yu spat at him, gritted his teeth and choked up: "No...you idiot with no common sense...I'm afraid of losing my appearance? Dangerous triangle area , I will catch tetanus!"

"... Huh? It's not that exaggerated." Yin Bing laughed.

"I'm dead... I'm dead and you are a murderer!"

"Hey, please, please don't die," Yin Bing stretched out his hand, reached for his mobile phone and dialed, "Take the medical kit in the car to the second floor, hurry up, life is at stake... What? Call 120, take it if you are told, hurry up, don’t dawdle.”

After hanging up the phone, Yan Yu was still crying, Yin Bing coaxed Yan Yu to ignore him, and stopped talking, and reached out to hug him and rub him.

There were people coming and going, Yan Yu nestled in the corner, Yin Bing blocked him and let him cry, Yan Yu felt bored after crying for a while, but was embarrassed by Yin Bing's arms, wiped his tears, and complained in a low voice: "Don't you Harm me, if someone takes a picture of me, Zhu Shisi and I will be in bad luck with the plastic cp."

"Since they are all plastic CPs, then you shouldn't be fired from him."

Yin Bing's hoarse smoky voice whispered easily in Yan Yu's ear, it was hot, Yan Yu's ears were a little itchy, he moved his head to look up, Yin Bing's fox eyes were smiling, and his long hair was casually leaning on his shoulders, The ordinary pink T-shirt has a kind of uninhibited yuppie taste on him.

Yan Yu's mind is confused, but he is also sober at the same time. Although he cherishes his life, he is not so fragile. Why is the object changed to Yin Bing? He is like a cat whose nails have been clipped. Like a dog, it will whine and act like a baby when it is wronged. Is this the curse of being a fanboy?

But he never forgot that Yin Bing is a devil, as an enemy...

"If I don't fire with him, who should I fire with? Nervous!"

Yan Yu gritted his teeth, cursed and pushed Yin Bing away.