I debuted on a talent show with my ex-boyfriend

Ten people, exactly five rooms.

Leshi's only request for the room during the interview was that it was suitable for rest and had a space for privacy.

As for sharing a room with anyone, his answer is that it's okay, he doesn't think it's a blind spy for him to share a room with Yu Fei again.

But when he saw that the room between himself and Yu Fei was full of soft pillows and the walls were covered with soundproof cushions, he subconsciously took a step back and almost bumped into Yu Fei who was following behind him.Yu Fei let out a "Yeah" in surprise, and probed in to look around. There was no such clever cat climbing frame during the interview, but a tree-shaped musical instrument stand instead, with Yu Fei's guitar bag hanging on it.

Their luggage was placed by the door, and Leshi opened the suitcase outside the door. Their room was full of all kinds of pillows, and there was basically no place to stay.Fortunately, I passed by and took a look, and laughed loudly: "I like this dormitory! You don't know that my dormitory and Fengfeng's dormitory are like a magical world. He must have thought about messing with me. Our dormitory is like a small pink palace." .”

"Is the distribution of the dormitory style determined by two people?" Yu Fei asked, looking at Le Shi suspiciously.

Lucky touched his chin: "Probably so, I said I wanted a cool room with a dark rock style, and then he painted the ceiling black for me, and painted a starry sky that would glow at night on it, and it would look like graffiti. So handsome, so handsome! Old Yu, do you want to go and have a look?" Yu Fei exclaimed, hooked Wan Xing's shoulders and went to visit their dormitory.

Leshi put their things into the room, Tang Zhiyang stepped in and saw that the room was dimly lit, the light source came from a cute mushroom-shaped night light, and there was even a small camouflage camping tent in the corner, Leshi See him, nod.Tang Zhiyang walked around the soft pillow, but found that even the cushion on the floor was as soft as a cloud. Tang Zhiyang laughed and said, "I've been sleepy since I came here."

When Le Shi heard the word "sleepy", he covered his mouth and yawned completely.

He hadn't had a solid long sleep for nearly forty hours. Tang Zhiyang came to him and helped him organize his clothes and daily necessities. Tang Zhiyang looked around and found Yu Fei's guitar, and said, "Yu Fei likes this guitar very much." Guitar."

Leshi folded his practice shirt and put it in the storage cabinet next to the tent. He rubbed the corners of his tear-stained eyes, then went to look through Yu Fei's box, "Yeah. I gave it to him."

Tang Zhiyang sighed: "You two are really...I'm a little sour."

Le Shi didn't speak, and leaned over to give Tang Zhiyang a hug. "You didn't sleep well, go to bed early."

"I have to take a few more pictures later, probably for supper. I saw someone bringing ingredients into the house." Tang Zhiyang patted Le Shi's back and separated from him. He scratched the tip of Le Shi's nose and asked, "Do you want what to eat?"

"It's all right. I haven't eaten anything you made." Leshi took out Yu Fei's shirt from his box. Tang Zhiyang saw him folded crookedly, and felt obsessive-compulsive for a moment. He asked for the shirt and pulled it away. Shaking off the fabric on both shoulders, Le Shi curiously leaned over to watch him fold the clothes, arranging them neatly in twos and threes. "Brother, you are amazing."

"Self-cultivation of older men and young people." Tang Zhiyang laughed at himself, "I live with Zhou Wangyu. On the show, he is the person who is most compatible with my habits. The character that is most compatible with you." Tang Zhiyang sighed, "I It was the first time I found someone who danced so well with me, and the first time I even felt that you and I were long-lost brothers."

"Me too." Le Shi replied, imitating Tang Zhiyang's technique of folding clothes, trying a little awkwardly.

"You said just now that you gave Yu Fei the guitar." Tang Zhiyang continued the topic when he first arrived, "When you were in HP before?"

"Yeah." Leshi nodded, "I bought it with a lot of money saved for a long time, and I bought him a better one when I thought about it. I didn't expect him to use it until now." Leshi paused for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "I and After he separated, he saw the guitar again on the grade evaluation stage, and he felt quite complicated at that time. He thought about it and separated, but he couldn’t let it go.”

Tang Zhiyang had never heard Le Shi narrate his emotional journey so calmly, separated the two words lightly, and his eyes under the yellow light were also very soft, Le Shi seemed to be immersed in a certain memory, he curled the corners of his lips, Frowning again, he put the folded shirts into his clothes pile, Leshi said: "Don't mention these past things. Let's go out and have a look."

They visited the other four dormitories. The most normal ones are those of Tang Zhiyang and Zhou Wangyu, which are simple and elegant, with old-fashioned Eight Treasure Cabinets and Eight Immortals Tables; One side of the family is modern mixing equipment, which is full of weird and fantastic sense of time travel. The dormitory of Wan Xing and Ren Fengfeng is a pink world under the night sky. Two hammocks are swaying, and you can see the sea of ​​stars in the sky when you lie down. Li Lingjing It is a Japanese-style tatami mat, and even the kotatsu that is not needed in summer is all available.

Later, they gathered in the kitchen to film a variety show with the theme of late-night snacks. When they had fun, they cheered up and started their own business. In the end, only Yu Fei survived.

They put on a funny, laugh-out-loud side of the camera, only to have their time after the cameras turn off the lights.

When Yu Fei came to observe the monitoring in the house, the living area is the key monitoring object, but the house is too big, the corridors and aisles cannot be taken care of, and spaces such as the recording room and bathing place that need to be kept secret are also very safe.And in their dark dormitory, as long as the lights are turned off, the darkness that represents a sense of security will envelop from all directions.

After Leshi took a shower, he almost fell asleep when he touched the quilt. He originally wanted to talk to Yu Fei again, but couldn't bear the sinking of consciousness, and soon fell into the dreamless black abyss.

When Yu Fei returned to the house, there was only one light yellow light that was dimly lit.

Leshi is curled up, holding a long light blue moon-shaped pillow in his arms. His body exudes the clean and clean smell of shower gel. His pajama pants are not long, revealing his well-proportioned calf with beautiful muscular lines. He is a natural He was a thin man, although his body proportions were good, when he shrunk, Yufei looked like a kitten hiding in its nest.

When he was happy, he let out a deep sleep snoring sound, and his brows stretched.

Yu Fei approached him on tiptoe, sat by the mushroom lamp for a while, and suddenly thought of something, went to get the guitar bag beside him, took out a small notebook and a pen from the bag, put the notebook on his lap, and borrowed it. By the dim light, biting his lip, he began to write, wrote a line, then stroked a line, hummed a few times, and drew again.

Looking at Le Shi's sleeping face from time to time, resisting the thought of touching his cheek, Yu Fei laughed silently.

The crooked notes on the notepad are like the towering pea trees in fairy tales, with luxuriant branches and vigorous growth. The plants stretch out their curly tentacles, and each leaf is covered with shining dewdrops, forming a melody called Melody of a dream.

Yu Fei only slept for three hours, not because he was woken up, but because he really couldn't fall asleep. When writing songs, he would fall into a state of anxiety and relaxation, tossing and turning, restless.

When he woke up in the early morning, he looked through Weibo, and many fans recognized the photo of Leshi. Dogs and cats’ Chaohua Plaza rejoiced in the new year, and added another one to the collection of cookies.

Of course, there are also people who say that he stirs up CP wheat bran, and there are also those who write short essays on fans, but most of them are supportive. Yu Fei has noticed the difference between his fan group and other trainee fans. Duo Datian's fanaticism, headed by Fantou Yuyu, has a very pertinent and calm attitude towards him, and sometimes he will say a few half-joking words to him.

Difficult to incite means difficult to exploit.

Yu Fei knew in his heart that they were the fans who had accompanied them through countless ups and downs. They had experienced the surprises of discovery, confusion, disappointment of waiting, and excitement of returning.Some people have gone through the process of losing fans and becoming fans again. When looking at him, they are no longer an idol who is perfect in everything, but a trainee with advantages and inevitable shortcomings.

Such a calm attitude makes his square homepage, in addition to the fans who love him, also gathers the technical party who analyzes the vocal music conditions, the cast and cast team who sorts out the data, and the various stations with clear division of labor and orderliness.

After he got No.3, the morale of the fan group was high. The Amway who deserved Amway, the player who deserved to shoot, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly united, but he was not so excited to the point of blindness.

Yu Fei saved some of his own emoticons, and went to Leshi’s super chat to steal pictures. He was so cute that Lele’s cat in the picture was so cute. He laughed softly, and was afraid of waking up Leshi, so he looked back from time to time , but the other party was too tired and slept too drowsily.

Yu Fei was silent for a while, couldn't hold back, and hugged her in the dark, separated by the soft pillow.

He carefully stroked Le Shi's forehead, and then wrapped his hands around the back of the other's head, piercing his fingertips into his soft hair, stroking comfortingly and softly.After lying down for a while, he put the blanket on Leshi's stomach, sat up, turned on the desk lamp, bit the pen holder beside the pillow and thought hard.

At 06:30 in the morning, Yu Fei left the room and walked around the house. He met Zhou Wangyu who got up for a morning run. The two talked about nursery rhymes for a while, took off their shoes, and leaned under the eaves.

Zhou Wangyu's way of thinking about things is quite similar to his. The two of them jumped out word by word, sometimes talking about an impressive memory, and sometimes describing the scenery of a place.

Zhou Wangyu: "To the one I love. To my mother. The accompaniment is pure, and the piano is the best. It is lyrical and stable."

Yu Fei: "Write to the world I love. To everyone. The passionate sun, the howling wind, I hope there are lyrical rock elements. It can make people see the hope between mountains and seas."

The two looked at each other.

Zhou Wangyu slumped his shoulders and smiled, "It's not the same."

"Normal." Yu Fei felt relieved, "What you think in your heart is much more peaceful. When you just came here, it was like a storm."

Zhou Wangyu: "The state of mind is different, and what I want to sing will naturally be different. I will return this sentence to you."

With a tacit understanding of inspiration, they looked at each other and laughed aloud, looking away, they looked at the dark green courtyard outside the eaves.

A layer of tidal mist gathered on the trees in the distance, and after a while, the light fluttering rain was swept over by the wind, and Zhou Wangyu suddenly said: "It seems to be blown over by a broom Dust, this light rain."

Zhou Wangyu straightened his legs, and used his bare calves and bare feet to feel the temperature of the rain. The rain in summer and autumn faded away from the thunderstorm in midsummer, and it has not yet been infected with the deep silence and coldness of mourning autumn. Everything has been mediated Just right.

"Last time on the quest trip," Zhou Wangyu chatted, "I went to the concert hall to play the piano, and I went with Yuan Hongshan."

"It's probably because of this reason that your relationship with him has improved." Yu Fei guessed.

"Yes, or not." Zhou Wangyu watched the light rain condense into beads on the insteps, falling drop by drop, "At first I bothered him, but then I thought we were quite alike. I participated in the show to get rid of something. This time I took it." After sixth, I realized that there was resentment and sadness, but it was more of a sense of relief, as if the prejudices that had been pressing on me during this period of time were gone. That big mountain was gone.”

Yu Fei patted his back, Zhou Wangyu opened his old kettle, poured wolfberry tea into the lid, and sipped slowly.

Yu Fei said: "Yeah, it started from the moment you entered the show, what other people think of you."

"3M's Prince", "Stable 1 Shady", "The show might as well be called "Creating New 3M", Zhou Wangyu has always been optimistic and healthy in front of people, even a bit old-fashioned cadre image, it seems that he doesn't care much about other people's opinions , the company and family provided him with favorable conditions, but also brought him irrefutable doubts and denunciations.

"However, my group of little fans are not too angry." Zhou Wangyu lowered his head and shook off the raindrops on his ankles, "Although my various statistics are not as good as your top three. But they Still yelling in Chaohua, 'One vote, one vote, Zhou Zhou will make his debut tomorrow'," the tone was top-notch, and his learning was vivid, Yu Fei giggled, Zhou Wangyu shook his head in annoyance and sweetness: "Still Pretty cute."

"It seems that we won this matter on the surface, but in fact the biggest beneficiary is NBS." Yu Fei crossed his legs and put down the shorthand notebook in his hand, "I thought about it later, the three people in the debut position As a personal trainee, there is a high probability that I, Yuan Hongshan, and Tang Zhiyang will be signed in the end. Since Lele cannot be prevented from taking the first place and WMC becomes the biggest winner, at least we must get a share of the pie from other people."

Zhou Wangyu was thoughtful: "This time the debut should be a limited group. As for how long the time limit is, NBS seems to be still waiting to see the final result. But no matter what the result is, it seems that the biggest beneficiary is the TV station itself. Sigh—" Zhou Wangyu elongated his voice and sighed faintly, "It has nothing to do with me. I'm so light now, I just want to write the last song."

"Let's go to the recording studio." Yu Fei clapped his hands, stood up with his shoes on his hands, "Speak up, I haven't sung with you for a long time."

Leshi got up a little later, and when he woke up, there was no one beside him.

In a daze, he went to find the phone under the pillow, checked the time, and found that Wan Xing and Ren Fengfeng had posted a selfie with unkempt hair earlier in the group. They posted it on Weibo backhanded, and there was a lot of laughter early in the morning.When he was playing, he turned over with his pillow in his arms. Yu Fei left him several voice notes.

@Chips: Are you in the studio now?

@阿菲: [voice]

"If you wake up, you can come and listen. It's in Room F, the innermost room."

Leshi didn't eat breakfast, changed his clothes and washed, and went into the recording studio.

It was still early, and the doors of other compartments were open, only the door of room F was closed.

Knocking on the door while playing, Yu Fei was sitting behind an electronic piano, and his guitar bag was placed on the small sofa in the corner.

Yu Fei took a look at him, and saw the ring hanging around his neck dangle, showing a dull luster. He was wearing that T-shirt with Siamese cat print, the neckline was cut low, revealing a little clear under the neck. clavicle outline.

Yu Fei blinked, raised his hand to play a melody on the piano, and then looked at Le Shi expectantly.

"It's a bit lighter." Le Shi said, Yu Fei thought about it, changed the tune, Le Shi pursed his lips again and said, "It's even lighter."

He walked up to Yu Fei, bent down from behind him, stretched out his hand, changed a range of notes, and followed the melody. The accent emphasized a turning point, and the emotion was strong, but he frowned when playing, "It's too heavy."

Le Shi concentrated on trying a few times, and Yu Fei looked at his side face in a blink of an eye, so close at hand.

Leshi's face was close, Yu Fei smelled the smell of mint toothpaste, the tip of his forehead hair was still wet, it seemed that there was water vapor coming out of his wet eyes, he met with doubtful eyes, and was stubborn to explore hard.

Yu Fei grasped Le Shi's fingers that were flicking on the keys, and Le Shi turned to look into his eyes.

The two breathed lightly at the same time.

Yu Fei held his hand, but looked into his eyes.

His hand took Le Shi to another position, pressed Le Shi's index finger, and played the first note. Le Shi turned his eyes and played a phrase, Le Shi's eyes lit up, as if there was a bright flower Daisies bloom in the sudden spring breeze.

Leshi wanted to share the moment when the joy exploded, but the moment he tilted his head, his lips were caught.

With very light strength, Yu Fei bit Le Shi's upper lip and let it go quickly.

Le Shi blinked slowly, his palms still resting on the keyboard, he was silent for a while, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Then he took the initiative to lean over to kiss Yu Fei's lips, the soft lips pressed against each other gently, Yu Fei raised his face, accepting his light intimacy, his voice was a little vague: "I seem to have to go with you, Zhou Zhou The boat is going in a different direction than I thought."

Yu Fei hugged him and stood up, and they stumbled back, talking between kisses.

"If you like his style, you can go to their group." Le Shi's back pressed against the sound-absorbing pad in the recording studio, and there was a soft and muffled sound. "I don't particularly care about these things."

He squinted his eyes lazily, Yu Fei reached into his clothes, moved up and climbed, stroking the ups and downs of the muscles in his lower abdomen, the damp breath hit Leshi's ears, and his restrained voice was hoarse: " I always want to see you dance to the tunes I write."

"Not enough." Le Shi said lightly, even though his voice was a little teased, even though the current touching and kissing didn't have much emotion about desire, Le Shi's hand passed through Yu Fei's waist, lifted a little of the hem of his clothes, Putting the warm palm on the other person's waist, he added: "I mean this song."

"Well... I'm thinking." Yu Fei replied, couldn't help but lowered his head and took a bite on his collarbone, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

Le Shi patted the back of Yu Fei's neck in warning to prevent him from subconsciously swearing sovereignty, and the force of the bite turned into a light lick.

Le Shi laughed, twisted the flesh on Yu Fei's waist, and stopped him: "Okay, don't tease me."

Yu Fei obediently let him go, sat back to the piano, and played freely according to the melody just now, cheerful, excited, and radiant, just like his own smiling expression.

Yu Fei sometimes lowered his head and took a notebook to write and draw, and when he was happy, he quietly looked at his silhouette when he was working. The indoor lighting was sufficient, making his complexion translucent and white.

When Yu Fei frowned earnestly, some of the sharp and sharp edges that were usually hidden under the smile were fully revealed, appearing sharp and flying.

Leshi stood up, intending to leave the other party alone space. "I'm going to the dance room."

"Hmm." Yu Fei nodded in response, but did not move his eyes away, "I'll send you a message later."

There is no shooting task today, the trainees are free to move around to adapt to the new residence, and the atmosphere is relaxed and happy.

But until eleven or twelve o'clock at night, Leshi's cell phone didn't turn on again, and Yu Fei didn't send him a message for nearly fifteen hours.

Before going to bed, he couldn't find anyone, and went back to room F, only to find that Yu Fei had fallen asleep on the small sofa in the room, with his notes still on his chest, A4 papers full of notes scattered on the floor. Beside him, Le Shi picked up the pages one by one, and found that there were stick figures drawn on the blank pages.

The person with simple lines jumps, flies into the air, and shifts shape, jumping from the edge of a piece of paper to the center of another piece of paper, while the little man is surrounded by criss-cross lines, like roads, and interlaced musical notes, like flying birds.

Yu Fei is like a pedestrian resting on the road of music. When he was asleep, countless white-winged birds landed on his shoulders.

The world is reborn in silent singing.

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