My metaphysics is popular all over the world

Chapter 3

"I'll go, he really hit the mark!"

"This guy... Guess it? Or did their company agent change the design for him?"

"But that guy called Shi An, has he been blackmailed for a long time? It's not easy to buy him off. Cheng Hang has so much black material, and the price of getting him is not small. His company is so kind and righteous, why didn't he say anything before?"

Ran Zhuo and his group came out of the dormitory and followed Cheng Hang's Weibo all the way. They were a little surprised to see that he really counted the black fans.

But they didn't think that Cheng Hang really calculated it, they all thought it was hype.

After training and touring together, they have known each other for more than a year. They know exactly what kind of person Cheng Hang is.

How could a guy who is afraid of being alone in a room with the lights on at night be able to engage in metaphysics?

Only Ran Zhuo looked at the development of the situation on Weibo, and his expression changed. Thinking of what Cheng Hang said to him and the experience just now, he felt a little uneasy.

If it's just a humanoid design, there's no need for Cheng Hang to bluff him, right?

While talking, when approaching the venue for the evening curtain call performance, a team member suddenly pointed to the front and said, "Hey, isn't that Cheng Hang?"

"What are you talking about? How could he come?" Another teammate pouted, "It's best not to come to the official performance, so as not to hurt our reputation."

Cheng Hang never came to training, not even the rehearsal, they practiced two moves for each dance, in case he didn't show up on the day of the curtain call.

Except for Cheng Hang, who is riddled with black material, the other team members still have a lot of notices to catch up, and there is no rest time. In this way, even sleeping is a luxury. The team members have a lot of resentment towards Cheng Hang. , the tone is not very good.

As for Ran Zhuo, he used to annoy Cheng Hang very much, he was weird, he didn't know anything, but with his good face, he overwhelmed his good friends from the same company, and now he still occupies the latrine and doesn't shit, even No rehearsal.

Ran Zhuo also sneered: "I saw him go out before we came out, how could he be here..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw a familiar face standing at the entrance of the venue where the curtain call performance was held at night, as if waiting for someone.

The teammate next to Ran Zhuo closed his eyes forcefully, opened them again, and said incredulously, "Isn't it... is it really him? Why is he dressed so...plainly?"

Cheng Hang's usual dressing style is also different from that of ordinary people. He prefers highly saturated colors and is reluctant to buy expensive ones. Wearing those cheap clothes on his body is more eye-catching than non-mainstream in the countryside.

He also likes shiny things, and always wears a lot of jewelry, which are also fake, making them look like the human-shaped hangers on the counterfeit goods stalls in the night market, shiny and dusty, making people unable to bear to look directly at them.

The team members complained several times in private, saying that fortunately the performances were all in the company's clothes, otherwise their entire group would be ashamed.

Entertainment tabloids often say that if it weren't for Cheng Hang's face, his poor clothes would not be popular for 800 years.

But today Cheng Hang's clothes are extremely simple.

A loose and versatile white T, a pair of washed white jeans, and a pair of white sneakers are all.

There is no messy patchwork of colors like vomit, and no fancy fake accessories with peeling paint. Even the bangs that always droop over the eyes are combed up, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

Very clean and refreshing.

He was born to be good-looking, and standing in the sun like this, it seemed to be shining, which made people unable to move their eyes away.

After his teammates said this, Ran Zhuo remembered why he felt that Cheng Hang was a bit strange today.

It's not just that the clothes and hairstyle have changed, Cheng Hang's whole spirit today is different from before, as if he's a different person.He was so angry before that he didn't react for a while.

But even with a different person, he still hates Cheng Hang.

Ran Zhuo walked up the steps in two steps in three steps, and glared at Cheng Hang with his nostrils: "Aren't you saying you can't come?"

Cheng Hang didn't seem to be as afraid of him as before, and instead of answering his question, he asked unhurriedly, "Did you see everything on Weibo?"

It has to be said that after Cheng Hang changed his dressing style, his appearance seemed to have improved to another level. Being looked at by him like this, Ran Zhuo inexplicably felt a little hot.

He paused, revived his disgust, and fiercely denied: "I didn't see it!"

Cheng Hang nodded, "That's what I saw."

"Hey!" Ran Zhuo frowned, "I said I didn't see it!"

The team members behind him were startled when they heard him speak loudly suddenly. They thought he was going to hit someone, so they quickly chased after him. They heard Cheng Hang ask: "Do you need to catch ghosts? It's also [-]% off, only for today."

Ran Zhuo: "..."

Team members: "..."

What are you doing?Is this to bring metaphysics into life?

Or are you going to cheat your teammates' money?

Seeing that Ran Zhuo was about to get angry again, worried that being seen and spreading it would have a bad impact on the team, the team members hurriedly separated the two of them.

One of the popular baby faces said to Cheng Hang: "It's good if you come. Although there is not much time before the broadcast tonight, won't your company's Mr. Jing also come tonight? Let's go to training with us first! Let's go." Let's go..."

Cheng Hang looked at Ran Zhuo's face, the black air in the Yintang was almost condensed into substance, and the tip of his nose started to turn red visible to the naked eye. After a moment of silence, he said: "You are going to be in bad luck soon."

"..."

Ran Zhuo was even angrier when he heard this, his eyebrows stood upright, and he struggled to hit him, "Listen to what he said! Don't stop me! I'm going to beat him to death——"

Babyface was speechless for a moment, and hurriedly pulled Cheng Hang into the arena, while scolding him in a low voice: "You are still making trouble! You clearly know that he has a bad temper... Oh forget it, you shut up and rehearse later, nothing else Said, the position must be practiced."

But with such a pull, he still hasn't pulled Cheng Hang.

He turned his head and glared at Cheng Hang, "Let's go! Do you want to be beaten?"

Cheng Hang turned a deaf ear, his eyes fell on Ran Zhuo's foot, Ran Zhuo immediately shrank his injured foot behind him as if he had been scalded.

"Look at what!"

Cheng Hang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he relaxed, and went in with Babyface.

Seeing him enter the training room, Ran Zhuo's face softened, but he was still angry that he kept saying that he would be unlucky, so he tried to break away from a few teammates, and was about to go out to calm down, but when he turned around, he saw another annoying person in the team Guy, his brows frowned suddenly.

Li Gan, who was the captain of the debut group of eight, was the one with the highest overall score in the finals.

It is said that Li Gan is very strong, hardworking, talented, and has a tough appearance. He should be the type that Ran Zhuo would appreciate.

But if you ask Ran Zhuo who he hates the most in this team, the first thing he thinks of is not even Cheng Hang, but Li Gan.

As the captain, Li Gan is not as close to his teammates as the leaders of other draft teams. He often trains alone, and only with them when he needs to practice moving. The eyes he usually looks at people are also very strange, which always makes Ran Zhuo feel that he is His body was covered with bugs, and he was very irritable.

There is another reason, related to Cheng Hang.

Cheng Hang's black material is true or false, such as lip-syncing, not only the players who made their debut, but also the players who participated in the show before.

But there is one thing that very few people know.

——An assistant director of the program group once approached Cheng Hang privately and offered to keep him.

It was a very accidental opportunity to run into this incident. Only he and Li Gan in the team knew about it, and they also knew that Cheng Hang rejected the assistant director.

Later, when he saw someone talking about this matter in those revelations, he knew who the person who broke the news was almost immediately, but the other party's words were actually changed to: Cheng Hang agreed, so he was able to debut smoothly.

Just because he looked down on guys who made their debut by virtue of their faces, it didn't mean he looked down on people who spread rumors and stabbed knives behind their backs.

Ran Zhuo paused, rolled his eyes, and turned to enter the training room.

If the fans were not looking forward to this curtain call, Ran Zhuo wanted to satisfy them no matter what, he really didn't want to stay with these two guys for a second.

As soon as he entered the door, it was Cheng Hang's annoying face again, leaning against the wall and asking him, "Are you willing to catch ghosts now?"

What the hell?

Brainless?

Ran Zhuo's face darkened, and before he had time to say anything, he saw Cheng Hang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his neckline, his expression changed suddenly!

This guy still wants to hit someone? !

Ran Zhuo wanted to fight back subconsciously, but Cheng Hang moved faster than him, grabbed his collar and pulled it in!

"Snapped!"

Suddenly there was a sound of glass cracking, and a chandelier was smashed to pieces at the position where Ran Zhuo was just standing, and the glass shards flew out against the side of Ran Zhuo's face, almost scratching his skin.

And if Cheng Hang's movements were a little slower just now, his head would be broken now!

Ran Zhuo was still in shock, and before he could fully react, he heard Cheng Hang asking next to his ear: "Ghost hunting? [-]% off."

Ran Zhuo: "..."

He turned around with a wooden face, only to realize that he was holding down Cheng Hang, he took a sharp breath, almost choked himself, turned over quickly, and coughed violently.

The teammates woke up suddenly, and ran over to ask about the situation. Ran Zhuo was not in the mood to scold Cheng Hang crow mouth, coughing and answering the questions of his teammates, his whole mind was in a daze, and only his remaining rationality was still thinking: Cheng Hang is doing well. It's so cold, even the air that comes out of my mouth doesn't have any temperature.

The teammates were all comforting Ran Zhuo, and they couldn't help complaining that Cheng Hang was still talking nonsense at this time, but the baby face looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly asked in doubt: "Shouldn't this lamp hit this place?"

"What are you talking about? What should not be?"

The teammates heard the words and looked over. Babyface pointed to the ceiling above the wreckage of the chandelier and said, "Look, there is no light in this place. It's over there."

He pointed to the middle of the training room ceiling, where a length of wire was sticking out, "unless someone is standing on it swinging, swing it over."

"..."

After he finished speaking, his teammates showed a clear look, but then they froze.

The training room is a huge empty room, the ceiling is at least five meters above the ground, and there are no climbing devices around.

Most importantly, apart from a few of them, there was no one else in the room.

The entire training room was dead silent, and Cheng Hang was still asking: "So... are you hunting ghosts?"