"By the way, brother, don't you still have a show?" Xiangyi changed the subject.
Jiang Chen came to his senses: "I'll go back and prepare first."
The boy took a few steps, then stopped, and looked back at Xiangyi eagerly: "Will sister come to our performance?"
With wet eyes and reddish palm prints on his cheeks, the thin and handsome boy is like a soft cub, which makes people feel sorry for him.
Xiangyi: "... yes, come on."
Jiang Chen clenched his fist excitedly, and promised like a primary school student: "I...I will definitely perform well!"
Xiang, old mother, Yi nodded kindly.
…
After sending Jiang Chen away, only Xiangyi and Anan were left in front of the sink.
Xiangyi looked at Anan, her red lips moved, before she could speak -
Anan: "I know I was wrong!"
"..."
"I really know, you shouldn't scold people, you shouldn't do anything..." Anan lowered his head and picked his fingers, and said: "Who told her to scold you..."
Everyone has a steelyard in their hearts, if sister Ling only scolded Jiang Chen today, Anan might still hesitate to do it.
But if he scolded Xiangyi, he would never hesitate.
Xiangyi: "You misunderstood, I don't blame you."
Anan raised his head in embarrassment, and poked Xiangyi's arm: "Really?"
Woooooo, darling is really the best and best person in the world!
Xiangyi walked away calmly, "You didn't wash your hands, did you?"
"..."
"I just want to remind you to wash your hands, the palms and backs of your hands, and the hand sanitizer for 30 seconds."
"..."
…
In order to watch Hai 7's performance, Xiangyi, who originally wanted to slip away early, had to return to the annual meeting.
As the annual meeting came to an end, the host began to announce the curtain, and the seven boys waited aside, nervous and apprehensive.
They haven't performed together for a long time, and there is no stage to perform on.
This time, although the lighting and sound are not professional, but there is a live broadcast, as long as they perform well, they will definitely live up to the expectations of the fans...
At this moment, the host pressed the headset, listened intently for a few seconds, and said in a tone full of regret: "Sorry, because the equipment is broken, there is no way to sing and dance the show..."
The group fans in the live broadcast room exploded, and they opened mics enthusiastically.
—[Waiting for so long to come here? ?]
—[Tomato Entertainment Spicy Chicken! Are you reluctant to spend money on holding an annual meeting? !]
-[Hold! My mentality has collapsed, my brothers have been preparing for this stage for a long time! ! /crying/crying]
…
The seven boys froze in place as if they had been electrocuted.
But the host even started to save the scene, but the words he said were too flamboyant: "Why don't you send Jiang Chen as our representative to play and sing the guitar for us? Let's all agree—"
moment.
Except for Jiang Chen, the other six people looked at Jiang Chen in unison.
There are complaints, sadness, and more disappointment.
In order to cover the slap marks on his face, Jiang Chen put on a layer of foundation, but now under the illumination of the gorgeous crystal lamp, he became even paler to the point of being bloodless.
His lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the captain: "Forget it, shut up, we don't need your explanation."
The others also avoided Jiang Chen's gaze.
At this moment, this scene, this scene, they thought that the company had already colluded with Jiang Chen.
Get a wave of fans first, and then do this kind of coquettish operation, the fans will definitely tear up again.
This is the value of their existence, right
Oh, it's just a tool.