Rong Jing He Dingding looked at this man, "Buy another family bucket."
"I came out looking for a late night snack, and I just saw it was on sale, so I bought it."
Chu Qianze took the things, sat down next to him, and unpacked them. "I've been obsessed with it since the last time I ate it, and now I finally found a chance."
Now you have to avoid these now.
Seeing what Rong Jinghe wanted to say, his intuition would ruin the atmosphere, so Chu Qianze shoved a chicken nugget in it. "You're welcome, eat more."
After eating the chicken nuggets silently, Rong Jinghe said, "The calories are over the limit."
"It's okay, I ate more than this before, and I haven't seen any fat." Chu Qianze said in a relaxed tone as he opened the drink.
After speaking, seeing the other person's movement of eating grilled wings stiffened, he chuckled: "If you really grow, I can mentally support you to lose weight."
"You can go." Rong Jinghe didn't know what to say.
After eating that meal last time, in order to control his weight, he directly doubled his training volume.
"seriously?"
Chu Qianze took a drink, stood up and patted his pants: "Then I'm really leaving."
"and many more."
Chu Qianze: "Tell me if you have something."
"Leave the fried chicken." Rong Jinghe said.
Chu Qianze rolled his eyes: "Think beautifully."
Rong Jinghe chuckled softly and moved to the side, "Come and sit."
Putting the whole family bucket between the two, Chu Qianze picked up the drink and put it aside.
Seeing this, Rong Jinghe picked up his cup and touched it. "cheers."
The two of them sat quietly without saying a word. The whole rooftop made the crunch of the crispy fried chicken and the sound of a straw when drinking. Also, there was a gust of wind on the rooftop.
"What are you thinking about?" Chu Qianze broke the silence.
"I'm thinking, if I eat so much at night, how much more training is appropriate tomorrow." Rong Jinghe bent his legs, his arms rested on his knees, and looked forward at will.
"I'm still thinking about it." Chu Qianze was helpless. "Actually, I think, according to your current training volume, it doesn't matter if you eat some of these. No matter how thin people are, they will lose their appearance."
"yes."
"By the way, didn't you have your own original creation yesterday? The lyrics are written, what about the tune? Have you thought about it?" Chu Qianze asked.
"There are several versions."
Rong Jinghe said. "Want to hear it?"
"Okay." Chu Qianze responded.
"Then I'm here to show my ugliness." Without a musical instrument, Rong Jinghe simply clapped his hands to master the rhythm.
"I walked in the dark, stepping on a dazed beat. I moved forward numbly, and I didn't know where to stop. I saw the dazzling stage, and I saw you waving neatly."
There is no accompaniment, just a simple cappella, the whole is refreshing and clean.
The words were set by the two of them on a note yesterday, and the completeness of the song is also very high. It can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into it.
Chu Qianze sat silently beside him, listening to the man sing.
In the song, the protagonist sees the shining idol on the stage, and looks at the fans who are shouting and cheering, and countless light sticks are neatly waving, forming a sea of flowers after another.
He suddenly raised his longing, hoping to become such a dazzling person, to become a light-like existence. But in the process of struggle, I found that I was the one who was warmed.
Rong Jinghe sat cross-legged on the ground with bones on the paper next to him, he hummed softly, with a comfort that he didn't even realize.
At the end of the chorus, Rong Jinghe stopped and coughed lightly, "That's about it."
"It's very nice, it's written for the fans." Chu Qianze raised his hand and gave him a round of applause.
"Um... ... "
Rong Jinghe scratched his ears and was a little shy: "I think it's still a lot worse, these are very simple tunes, and they are basically repeated. What I experienced today also tells me that I am not a very powerful person. , there is still a lot to learn.”
"Speaking of this ranking, you don't need to pay too much attention." Chu Qianze put the removed bones in a plastic bag next to him, and wiped his hands with a tissue.
"You've always been the first."
Hearing this, Rong Jinghe was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly: "Do you trust me so much?"
"Trust a ghost, I'm telling the truth." Chu Qianze rolled his eyes.
"Well," Rong Jinghe looked up at the sky, closed his eyes for a while, and then said, "Actually, I'm also reflecting on whether my performance has collapsed this time. But when I recall it carefully, it seems that I can't remember anything."
Chu Qianze recalled: "No, your performance was pretty good. Except for watching me for a while, everything else was based on training. However, your expression at that time also matched the artistic conception of the song, which was better than before. We were better at rehearsal."
"What expression." Rong Jinghe noticed the element.
"Just... the expression when you dance? Very engaged."
Chu Qianze blinked, "After the duet ended and everyone returned to their original positions, I didn't look closely."
"It didn't collapse, did it?" Rong Jinghe struggled and couldn't help but ask again.
"No, what do I lie to you about this kind of thing."
"Suddenly relieved."
Rong Jinghe took out a big drumstick from the family bucket and took a big bite. After finishing the whole drumstick, he inadvertently said, "When can you take the first place?"
"You have to ask the audience, when will they vote for me first." He took out a ganmei powder from the side and opened it. Before pouring it in, Chu Qianze asked, "Do you eat ganmei powder?"
"Yes." Rong Jinghe said.
In response, he directly poured the entire powder bag into it.
Rong Jinghe: "I really want to see you take the first place."
Hearing this, Chu Qianze turned his head to look at the other party, with some doubts in his eyes.
Rong Jinghe said. "From the first issue, I thought you were a very good person. I want to fight with you more than competing with other people."
"Your style of painting isn't quite right," Chu Qianze took a sip of his drink, suppressing his shock, "If this is to be done during the filming, it's proper to attract blackmail."
"I just wanted to say that all of a sudden, will you spread it out?"
I don't know why, but I feel that this person has a feeling of trust and competition, but he is not aggressive, which is quite amazing.
"Forget it, it's just the two of us here. If it spreads out, you'll know it's me." Chu Qianze pulled his hands up and stretched. "You should think more about yourself, don't go up when I go up, and you still fall down."
"It makes sense." Rong Jinghe thought.
"Looks like I have to work harder."
Chu Qianze: "Of course."
I thought I was suffering from loss or something, tsk, underestimate this kid.
He looked up at the sky, suddenly found something, and tugged at the people next to him. "Look, Meteor."
"Where?" Hearing this voice, Rong Jinghe quickly raised his head, but only saw a tail.
"Have you made a wish?" Chu Qianze asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Rong Jinghe explained honestly.
"Oh."
Rong Jinghe: "How about you?"
"I didn't either, I just watched it."
The scene fell into a momentary embarrassment.
At this time, at the end of the night sky, stars suddenly lit up, one after another across the sky.
Meteor shower.
Ye Lunzhen was lying on the bed humming a song.
Hong has just finished the mask and is doing skin care.
Dou Xi worked hard to practice basic skills.
Everyone is fighting for the next schedule.
The meteor disappeared, and the magnificent picture seemed to have never appeared, only giving people a touch of melancholy.
"What wish did you make?" Chu Qianze asked.
"It won't work if you say it." Rong Jinghe said.
"Okay, I was thinking about it. If possible, I'll see if I can help." Chu Qianze put his hands on the ground and leaned back.
"Everyone can have a good future." Rong Jinghe said.
Can't tell, this guy is an idealist.
Thinking of the ones he saw in the list before, Chu Qianze smiled. "I really want to see how you looked when you debuted."
"You kid, you are a natural idol."
"Don't... Don't brag." Rong Jinghe looked away, unable to resist.
shy
Chu Qianze's interest came, and he said, "I think Rong Jinghe is born to belong to the stage."
Rong Jinghe shuddered, feeling numb.
"Naturally beautiful, good at singing and dancing, and even more original lyrics and songs. Hmm... I think what else-"
Seeing that Chu Qianze still wanted to speak, Rong Jinghe couldn't help it, and covered the other party's mouth directly: "I know, I know, stop talking!"
Chu Qianze was covering his mouth and didn't struggle, just looked at him with his chin up.
Putting his hands down, Rong Jinghe sat down again. I have to say, because of this person, I feel a lot better.
"... ... thanks."
"It's your turn to praise me." Chu Qianze said.
"what?"
"Respectful exchanges, I said so many good things to you. It's okay to praise me a few words. The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by the spring. I'll round it up for you. Just give ten sentences." Chu Qianze raised the roasted wings in his hand. , indicating that I am ready.
After working for a long time, with so much foreshadowing, do you want to praise yourself
Rong Jinghe was surprised by this man's face.
"Hurry up." Chu Qianze urged.
"Wait, let me think about it..."
On the day the new episode was broadcast on the entire network, the top five trainees had the opportunity to broadcast live. As the fifth, Chu Qianze happened to keep up with Little Tail.
When Rong Jinghe started the live broadcast, he, as the last one, had to wait in the corner.
Seeing the third stand up and leave, Rong Jinghe walked to the camera and put the guitar aside: "Hello everyone, I didn't expect to meet you in this way."
Seeing that someone in the barrage asked if there was someone next to him, Rong Jinghe replied, "Yes, because Chu Qianze is broadcasting live behind me, so he is preparing here now."
Someone asked about their relationship.
"We have a good relationship,"
Rong Jinghe chatted with the audience for a while. Seeing that it was almost time, he picked up the guitar next to him: "Well, this time I have prepared a piece of music, which happened to be written during this time, so I will take the opportunity to sing it to you. I hope everyone can like it."
After trying the audition and making sure there was no problem, he added: "By the way, the lyrics are based on Chu Qianze's opinion, but I wrote the song myself."
"Then I'll start."
Chu Qianze sat in the chair, watching the live broadcast events written in the booklet, listening to Rong Jinghe singing there.
At the end of the song, the live broadcast belonging to Rong Jinghe ended.
Rong Jinghe stood up and motioned for the other party to sit here.
"Is it my turn?" Chu Qianze asked.
Rong Jinghe responded.
Chu Qianze walked over, glanced at the barrage, and sat down in his seat: "Hello everyone, I just met on the show, I hope you don't get tired of me."
As soon as the voice fell, the staff stopped him. Then, several cardboard boxes were brought up.
"What is this?" Chu Qianze was a little puzzled, he didn't say it just now.
"This is a surprise session given by fans, and you can specify the live broadcast content of idols." The staff explained.
"So I'm eating and broadcasting? As expected of my fans, I'm really picking on people's hearts." Chu Qianze opened a cardboard box nearby, which was a hamburger. I opened another one, cream mousse, isn't this the limited one, the show team actually bought it!
"Thank you for the surprise~" The smile flashed, and the tone was very sincere.
In the next live broadcast time, he gave full play to his professionalism as a food broadcaster. While answering questions, he led everyone watching the live broadcast to order takeout.
The food on the table was all emptied. Seeing that there was still some time, Chu Qianze coughed lightly and hinted: "The Bianjing fried chicken next door is also good, how about we come and try it together next time? Thank you for your support, I will try my best to squat down there. Top five!"
After closing the live broadcast, Chu Qianze felt that he suddenly found motivation.