I debuted on a talent show with my ex-boyfriend

This night was a sleepless night for many people.

It was already midnight when Le Shi and Yu Fei returned to the inn.The little girl of the film crew was holding the machine and waiting for them in the lobby, preparing to make up some night time to explain to the director.The tie was back on the hand again, and the two of them didn't talk much, standing at the sink on the left and right, brushing their teeth, washing their face, and shaving their beards.

"Santa Claus." When Yu Fei was scraping the dense and thick layer of foam on his chin, he said to Le Shi with a smile in the mirror, a little foam was blowing up in the middle of his face, as if he thought of something, and to himself She wiped a handful of rich foam on her cheeks, and wiped it on the side of Chao Leshi's face. "Merry Christmas."

Le Shi stared at him inexplicably.

Yu Fei smiled, like a whim, but also like a sincere agreement: "On Christmas Eve this year, please invite other trainees to come here to play together."

"You've already debuted by then." Le Shi leaned towards the mirror and lifted his chin so that the blade of the electric razor could cover the chin line more smoothly. I can't get in touch." He didn't wipe off the foam, Yu Fei stretched out his hand, brushed off the milky white bubble on his chin, and squinted his eyes in Leshi, like a cat, neither hiding nor avoiding, just saying : "Although I was very tired during the training in the factory, I also left a lot of good memories."

In the mirror, he and Yu Fei, one up and one down, use the same movements, as if they have lived together for a long time.Some kind of indescribable warmth welled up in their hearts, even though they were standing at an extremely important intersection in their lives, facing an extremely important choice.That road may lead to debut, or it may come from elimination.

"Perhaps many people think that it was a wrong decision for me to leave," Yu Fei said slowly. He in the mirror lowered his head and lowered his face, and then the voice sounded: "But when I came to "Creation of Puppets", Meeting you and meeting everyone is probably the luck of a lifetime."

"Sister, let's take a shower. You can also take a good rest. We have a project tomorrow, and we will see you tomorrow." After washing, Yu Fei waved to the tripod behind him. The photographer was obviously sleepy and tired, even though it was just from Thanks to the trainee's kind reminder, they still felt amnesty, and left the room with the vivid interaction details of the two when they were washing, as well as the emotional conversation.

"You first and me first?" Le Shi untied the tie on his wrist and turned to pack his pajamas.

Yu Fei tilted his head, reached over the tie, and held Le Shi's wrist: "Such a nice little pool. Come with me?"

"..."

The white water mist was steaming, and the water in the small soup pool was hot. Yu Fei fiddled with the faucet for a long time, and found that pink bubbles with rainbow luster could even float out of the faucet, and bath salts with various smells Everything is there, and it's like an old fashioned clean little bathhouse.

Leshi rolled down the shower curtain that covered the floor-to-ceiling windows. He wore a short bath towel around his waist. From a distance, he could only see the outline of a thin and tall figure. The proportions were beautiful, but he didn't gain much flesh. In the training far below and physical exertion, Leshi's joints are a bit stiff.But the streamlined collarbone, the slightly raised brachialis, and the shape of the tendon clinging to the abdomen, the lines that were steamed a little wet all made him more indescribably sexy in his intentionally or unintentionally calm movements .

In his eyes, Leshi is not beautiful and bright, but he just stands there bland and invulnerable. Skin, muscles, lines, and details can all arouse some kind of eager, almost profane desire. Daydreaming only arouses the desire to break that clear and cold shell, knead it into the body, and take it for oneself.

"I think we can go to the fitness room more." Yu Fei lay on the edge of the soup pool, he felt the tips of his ears burning red, and the thin skin there was slightly jumping.In the hazy white mist, there was a splash around him, and the warm water splashed his face emotionlessly, he shivered, and still stared at Leshi.

"Let me rub your back for you. When we were sleeping together before, that guy Zhang Lan kept fighting with me. He was the biggest obstacle on the road to love."

Le Shi didn't speak, but turned around in the water, exposing his back in front of Yu Fei.He arched his back, hugged his knees with his arms, stretched his butterfly bones, and his skin was even and smooth.When the palms rested on his back, the curved spine visibly straightened.The tone of the music was very soft, echoing muddy and vague in the bathroom.

"I don't know if it's the right decision."

Yu Fei cleaned up those inappropriate little thoughts, and rubbed the bath towel of fine sand on the white back repeatedly, and within a few strokes, it became moist and red, and the skin soaked in water was almost burning. It was hot, and Yu Fei lowered his eyelids, with dark, stagnant emotions brewing in his eyes.

"Actually, I have always understood that when dealing with Su Qiao, the only way to protect myself is to keep silent and wait for the truth to come to light." Le Shi slightly loosened her waist with the painful and refreshing force, "But I didn't There is a way to stand by and watch. I will also tell you about the things that happened during the selection of trainees in Group A."

"If I were your manager, I would definitely scold you severely." Yu Fei patted the water, and slowly stroked along the hard bone of his back, "Even at this moment, I don't want you To disclose these things. But you are you and I respect all your decisions."

"I thought I was fighting alone until the end." Yu Fei said suddenly, he paused, "I thought you would never forgive me again."

Le Shi straightened his legs and changed his posture in the pool where the water shadows were shaking.He leaned against the wall of the pool, the end of his eyes turned bright red from the steam.He said: "I didn't forgive you for leaving without saying goodbye, nor did I forget the quarrels and hurts we had with each other at that time. These things are always there, but they don't make me resist and repel like they did in the past."

"I'm sorry." Yu Fei lowered his head, his hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks, dripping water continuously, his long eyelashes were also condensed with water droplets, falling down with the trembling of his eyelids , In these days, the apologies he has made are almost the sum of the past twenty years of his life.

Now they want to expose all of Chu Xiangdong's evil deeds. This behavior is tantamount to a complete declaration of war with HP. As Jiang He said, they may not be challenging the virtues of a trainee, but a company. Power is even the pattern of the entire game.

There is no innocence and fairness in this circle, black box operations, vote counting fraud, the result is always inseparable from power and wealth.Those who try to resist may never have a chance to stand up. Kan Junhuan stopped his activities, Yu Fei resolutely withdrew from the group, and today Su Qiao's unbearable, when they intend to tell the truth, the outside attack has already taken the lead.

Le Shi stretched out a wet hand, leaving his little finger childishly, and shook it in front of Yu Fei. He made a promise to Yu Fei: "This time, whether it's joy or sorrow, whether it's winning or losing. It will be with you. It will never leave you alone."

Yu Fei smiled, hooked her little fingers together, and pressed her thumb against her thumb, pressing and pressing tacitly.

"You're crazy, you're really crazy."

Kan Junhuan pulled the receiver of the mobile phone farther away, so as to make the continuous whining and complaints inside less powerful. He looked at the city night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a faint smile curved his lips.

"Why do you like Su Qiao's Weibo? What does it mean?"

"You are also very clear." Kan Junhuan sighed helplessly, and the manager on the other side almost cried out, "You are also very clear about what HP did." He turned on the TV remote control, and the replay of "Chuang Ou" was recorded There were as many as [-] to [-] on the screen. Apart from Tang Zhiyang's stage, what he watched the most were the primary level evaluation and C position selection.

"Since he doesn't have this ability, why let him sing a so-called 'self-composed song' that even he makes mistakes frequently, and even he feels unfamiliar? Since he doesn't have this talent, why let him compose such an excellent and novel dynamic Stage?" He spoke at a gentle pace, and what he blurted out was obviously a rhetorical question, but it seemed that he was calmly telling a story to a distressed manager.

"Obviously knowing that it will ruin him, why can't he be allowed to work hard honestly and peacefully in the show, and get the ranking he deserves by himself?"

The manager laughed back angrily, and slapped something off the other end, and there was a crisp crackling sound, "Jun Huan, I've been your manager for so many years since you debuted, why are you still so naive? Is it the debut battle in Liuguangyear, or the plagiarism of Chuangou now, why are you always so naive?"

"It's the company that chose you, it's the company that cares for you, cherishes you, hopes that you can stay, create better works, invests resources for you, and pays you wages on time. Isn't it just that I hope you can be big on the stage? Do you shine? Do you know how much Yu Fei’s departure has caused the company to suffer? Do you know how much pressure your support of Yu Fei has brought to the top management?”

Kan Junhuan was silent, but the person on the other end became more and more excited, his voice even brought into tears, he was almost exhausted: "I really have had enough, every day, every day, I have to go to work under such pressure, I If I can't finish one thing, I will always face dismissal. I'm 33 years old this year, I don't have a girlfriend, I don't have a family, I have to rely on this job to support my parents. I really...why everything is not going well... ..."

"Jun Huan, what are you thinking... I really don't understand you anymore. Just like when you first debuted, discuss with me carefully, if there is any problem, we can solve it together, isn't that good?"

Kan Junhuan looked at the screens of the programs he was familiar with, put down the remote control in his hand, and made a crisp click.He rubbed his brow bone repeatedly with his fingers.In the short and brilliant stage career, countless people have come and gone. The managers who used to have intimate conversations at night have now drifted away and become strangers, leaving only painful resentment between them.

"Old Zhao." Kan Junhuan cut off the thick and sad breath of his manager. He seemed to be amused by this long-standing title. His eyes moved from the radiant stage on the TV to the vast and lonely evening scene of the city, with a smile on his face. Wen is still here.Kan Junhuan stood up and took down a pack of cigarettes from the cabinet. There was one empty in the box. He turned on the lighter with a click, and lit the cigarette familiarly. Orange sparks lit up in the dark, and he took a deep breath. .

The person on the other end of the communication paused, reminding him almost subconsciously, his voice trembling: "Shut less, it's not good for your throat."

"You still have to go on stage and sing."

Kan Junhuan's heart twitched, misty smoke rose from his eyes, his finger holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and finally he said in a nasal voice: "Old Zhao, you and the company, give up on me...I have already... …couldn’t sing a single word.”

He didn't wait for the agent to reply, and hung up the phone abruptly.He circled around the room blankly for a few times, like a wolf imprisoned in a glass display case in a zoo, cruising and spinning endlessly, and finally he would come back to the origin.His cell phone glowed with a faint blue light and vibrated endlessly. It was a trash can full of inflation messages.

Finally, he stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the tall buildings outside the window.He hesitated for a moment, opened the window, walked a few steps along the breezy balcony like a normal person, looked down from the 29th floor, a kind of fear and loneliness mixed with loneliness seized his heart in an instant Heart—in such a silent night, how many lights are on, and how many lights are off?

How many dim and sleeping windows stand a sober man like him, holding a burnt short cigarette butt, feeling that life is indifferent, and death is indifferent.As if only the stimulation of jumping could make him a little sober, he grabbed the balcony's handrail.

Kan Junhuan straightened his neckline and unbuttoned the top shirt. He took off his glasses and wiped them carefully on the corner of his clothes. He placed them neatly by his feet, and his vision became blurred. When the slippers were arranged side by side, the mobile phone on the sofa rang suddenly. Like a deer suddenly startled, he turned his head in panic.

He took two steps back, and through the thin window shadow, he saw a name displayed on the screen.

—— Zhiyang.

The vast loneliness was suddenly emptied, the sound of the TV projection became louder, and the midsummer night wind was so humid and hot, his back was soaked in cold sweat at some point.

Kan Junhuan forgot to put on his shoes, walked quickly to the sofa, and took the communication.

"Jun Huan." There was also a vague wind on the other end, Tang Zhiyang's voice was very gentle, but full of concern: "Are you okay?"

Kan Junhuan was suddenly pulled into reality by the voice, and for some reason, upon hearing this call of concern, his eye sockets suddenly became sour.He tried his best to adjust his breathing to conceal the vacillation and depression in his words, "I'm fine. I just had another big fight with the company." He paused, and said to Tang Zhiyang as if he suddenly remembered something: "There is one thing, I I want to ask you..."

The other end asked cautiously: "Is it about the hot search?"

"Yeah." He took a deep breath, and quickly returned to his usual calm and gentle appearance. He turned on the lights in the room and let the huge space be in clean white light. Kan Junhuan approached his work room, squinting. Eyes, looking for something in the drawer, he picked out a file bag in twos and said softly:

"I will most likely be stuck at home tomorrow and cannot get out. There is something I want you to hand over to Yu Fei."

The author says:

The timeline of this chapter is during the explosion of the forum body, and the next chapter is the confrontation with cxd.I'd love to drive here, but I don't know how to drive at all (fake smile).Thanks for watching!I love you all!