Rong Yuheng felt that Wen Zezhen was a really nice person.
He couldn't help but sighed to himself: the world will always be misled by external comments and rumors, thus forming deep-rooted prejudice. They can't see at all, what kind of fiery sincerity is wrapped under Wen Zezhen's cold exterior!
Wen Zezhen had already taken out his phone, "I'll scan you."
Rong Yuheng hurriedly handed over the phone with a shy face.
With a "di" sound, the friend request jumped out of the page, and the moment Rong Yuheng clicked on it, he fell into a brief sluggishness—
It doesn't matter if the avatar is an ID photo, after all, people are handsome.
But Wen Zezhen's WeChat name is actually called "Wen Zezhen"!
Upright three big characters! It looks like it's selling insurance.
Wen Zezhen noticed that he had a strange color and asked, "What's wrong?"
Rong Yuheng's smile was far-fetched, "It's okay, just... I don't think I need to change the notes for you, it's fine."
Wen Zezhen, "… "
He pursed his lips and remained silent for two seconds, but still couldn't help explaining, "I have all acquaintances on WeChat, so it is convenient for everyone to communicate."
Rong Yuheng nodded again and again, "I understand, I understand..."
With Wen Zezhen's guidance, Rong Yuheng felt much more at ease. As the knockout round was about to start, he left after giving Wen Zexuan flowers.
The door closed with a "click", and Wen Zezhen was the only one left in the small lounge. He stared at the Q-version Xiaohuahua's head on the mobile phone interface, and outstretched a finger to poke it.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "crash"—
Wen Zezhen, who was guilty of a thief, was startled for a second, and the phone almost flipped in his hand.
Rong Yuheng poked a furry head through the crack of the door, smiling brightly and sweetly,
"Hey, I forgot to mention, Mr. Wen, I love you so much~"
After that, the door closed again with a "click".
"..." Wen Zezhen's throat moved.
chug.
The day of the first knockout round.
The students got on the company bus early in the morning and went to the local TV station to record the game. The order of appearances was decided by lottery early, and Rong Yuheng was ranked 13th, the same as his audition number.
He doesn't know if he has any indissoluble bond with 13, but he is willing to cherish every relationship.
Everyone arrived at the station with their mentor and was taken backstage to make up.
It was the first time for Rong Yuheng to wear full makeup. In order to match his stage performance, he also put on a pair of glasses and put a tear on the corner of his eye.
Zou Yi turned his head and glanced at him, and said in a daze, "You look very different today than usual."
Rong Yuheng, "What's it like today?"
Zou Yi, "It looks like a dog."
Rong Yuheng, "...Thank you, thank you."
Huang Jianing was the third one to play. He had already put on his makeup and was flying all over the field like a little sparrow who couldn't be idle. After flying around, I finally settled down here at Rong Yuheng,
"Wow, Xiao Rong, you look very different today than usual!"
Rong Yuheng was raising his chin and asked the makeup artist to shadow him, and said numbly, "I know, it looks like a dog."
"… "
Huang Jianing's eyes were complicated, "I actually want to praise you for being beautiful."
Rong Yuheng, "...Okay, thank you."
While the two of them were talking, Bian Chen passed by from behind, Rong Yuheng looked at him as soon as his eyes rolled, and he was instantly happy.
"Brother Chen, did you cheer me up again?"
Bian Chen felt like he was throwing himself into the net, "...No."
Rong Yuheng's brows and eyes collapsed, and his loss gushed for thousands of miles.
Seeing this, Bian Chen subconsciously came up with an explanation, "I'm preparing for the game recently, so I don't have so much time."
After he finished speaking, he wanted to chew his tongue and swallow it - it's grass, why did he specifically explain this!
What is another word for "again"? He didn't fuel Rong Yuheng at all!
Rong Yuheng comforted him generously, "It's okay, you can do it after the knockout rounds are over."
Bian Chen, "Oh, good."
Huang Jianing, who was watching the whole process, "… "
He felt that Bian Chen seemed like a not very smart Yazi.
After half an hour.
The live broadcast channel of Lime TV was opened, and the wide and bright stage was full of cheers and applause from the scene and presented in front of netizens.
The host Xi Lin stood in the middle of the stage, and after reading an exciting opening speech, he invited the three judges mentors of this draft—Qiao Tan, Song Tang, and Jin Zhizhi.
After the three of them were seated, the applause faded away. Xilin asked,
"We all know that this knockout match is our first game after the audition, so several mentors think that your students have changed from the initial selection?"
Song Tang said first, "I think they have become more mature. They have found their own shortcomings and continued to grow in the process of mutual learning and competition. Moreover, collective life has also taught them team spirit, which I think is very precious. A thing."
Qiao Tan laughed, "Mr. Song, are you doing such an official thing since you came here?"
Song Tang couldn't help laughing, "Then Teacher Qiao, I'll listen."
Qiao Tan said, "I think there are more students."
"More?"
"That's right," Qiao Tan said, "each of them developed more of themselves, so my trainees increased."
Song Tang nodded and took the lead in applauding, "Well said!"
Xi Lin, "Where's Teacher Jin?"
Jin Zhizhi raised his hand and hooked the broken hair in his ear, and said with a smile, "I'm more mature, both technically and psychologically, it is a bit higher than the primary election."
"Okay." Xi Lin retracted the conversation and turned to the camera, "Since our three instructors are so satisfied with the performance of the students, let's check the results together! First of all, let's invite the No. 1 contestant, Nan Min. fir—"
As soon as the voice fell, the stage lights went out.
A few seconds later, a beam of light "swiped" down from the top of his head, and the music exploded. The figure of Nan Minshan on the stage stood in the center of the beam of light. With the sound of the music, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked forward, and the overhead light came on. His eyebrows, the audience thunderous applause.
The barrage screams wildly:
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
"I'm gone I'm gone!"
The stars were shining brightly on the stage, and the sky-shattering vocal music was transmitted to the backstage, and Huang Jianing was moving his hands and feet to prepare. Next to him was Zhou Shubai, who was ranked 17th, but looked more nervous than Huang Jianing.
Rong Yuheng hugged him lovingly, turning his warm arms around gently, as if coaxing a two-hundred-pound child.
"Brother Shubai, don't be afraid, just go home if it's a big deal~"
Zhou Shubai, "woo woo woo..."
Huang Jianing took a breath, "You sound like you're threatening him."
Rong Yuheng seemed to have never heard of it, and continued to soothe the eldest young master's crisp heart in a unique way.
After the two rounds of performances, Huang Jianing came on stage immediately. I could feel that he was very popular, and the screams from the audience in front went straight to the backstage.
It also pierced through Zhou Shubai's trembling heart.
He repeatedly confirmed to Rong Yuheng, "Will I be laughed at?"
Rong Yuheng's voice was sincere, "I am the first to be laughed at."
Zhou Shubai recalled the content of the former's rehearsal, and was instantly persuaded. He regained his energy and said, "I'll go and practice again."
"Go ahead."
After Zhou Shubai left, Rong Yuheng sat bored and played with his mobile phone. After swiping through the social software, his eyes suddenly settled on the name of "Wen Zezhen".
Rong Yuheng thought for a while, but still clicked on the dialog box to send a message.
[Rong Yuheng]: Teacher Wen, did you come to the scene today
Wen Zezhen didn't know what he was doing, but he replied quickly.
[Wen Zezheng]: No.
Rong Yuheng immediately felt sorry for him, and could only say something to comfort:
[Rong Yuheng]: Well, there is always a little regret in life.
[Wen Zezheng]: ...I can watch the replay.
[Rong Yuheng]:? ? Do you really know how to watch [sea otter rubbing his face.jpg]
Wen Zezhen on the other end of the phone stared at the sea otter and rubbed his face, with a small arc at the corner of his mouth. The staff not far away were already calling him, "Brother Chen! The equipment is in place, it's your turn!"
Wen Zezhen quickly replied, put down the phone and walked over.
Rong Yuheng was squatting in the background when the phone vibrated, and a bubble popped up next to Wen Zezhen's upright ID photo.
[Wen Zezheng]: I'm looking forward to it, come on. [Sea otter rubbing his face.jpg]
At the headquarters of the Rong Group, Rong Congyan drove away the weak toolman, Secretary Shen again, and sat upright behind the solid wood desk to watch the live broadcast of the knockout round of "Ace Creation Star".
The previous players have performed more than ten times, and the passionate screams on the barrage have never stopped:
"Zou Yi is the most handsome, and my sister loves it! Ahhh!"
"Jianing's dance is not a dance, it's beating a big drum in my heart!"
"Tangtang fly as much as you want, and the soup bag will always be with you! Pick me up with the soup!!!"
…
When Rong Congyan waited and started to tiptoe, a line of words finally slid out on the big screen:
—Rong Yuheng, No. 13
Rong Congyan immediately sat upright and took a sip of the cool coffee to refresh himself.
The lights on the stage went out instantly. On the pitch-black screen, rows of barrages slowly slipped past:
"I'm coming…"
"My most anticipated picture is finally here"...
Suddenly, a rapid drum beat sounded, and then rushed into the familiar electronic musical instrument - Rong Congyan's heart skipped a beat! I always felt that this beginning was inexplicably familiar, and I often heard it when I passed by Rong Yuheng's bedroom for a while.
As if to prove his conjecture, the stage lights were lined up, and Rong Yuheng, who was standing in the center of the stage, appeared in a student uniform with framed glasses and a student uniform!
He looked at the camera from behind the lens, raised his hand and pushed the spectacle frame, the tear mole at the corner of his eye was shining, and he said gracefully:
Stand up! (stand up)
Yan Shang げ な Vision Capture う Melancholy を
(The melancholy that raises his head will take away his sight)
elegant にさばいて
(gracefully swept away)
ほらbreakfast～（Breakfast）
ナイフandフォークで平げる
(One knife and one fork can be divided equally)
All right — (ok)
いざなえGraceful なlife!
(We sincerely invite you to pursue an elegant life together)
The barrage was silent for a moment and suddenly erupted:
"Fuck!!! Please advise me on Shimo-Sakamoto!?"
"My God hahahahahaha!!"
"Ah, force Wang Shen to go up!!"
"Is my second-dimensional soul finally going to wake up???"
Rong Congyan's head was buzzing the moment Rong Yuheng opened his mouth!
No wonder it sounds so familiar! During that time, Rong Yuheng chased every day!
After Rong Yuheng made several aggressive poses on the stage, he made his arms straight, pointed diagonally upwards, and lunged with his lower body.
I don't know how to do it, the whole person began to drift horizontally on the stage!
At the same time, his eyes are still arrogant and dignified, and the light of wisdom is precipitated:
さあ, it's showtime
(Come on, show time is up)
see open
(Open your eyes, don't look away)
dizzy しく lonely high
(this dazzling and lonely new world)
Yeah yeahブレるな～
(Solid as a rock and unshakable)
Hey boys! (hey boy)
あ ふ れ 出 す I want to be myself
(The overflowing thoughts will carry themselves through to the end)
スペシャルをプレゼント
(let me give you a special gift)
行こうぜgoありのままで
(Let's go here, keep your true colors)
Break out! (breaks it all)
Lan Qi こ せ お も て な す
(Raise the wind and rain, this is my gluttonous feast for you)
おbefore even れてくheaven へ
(Let me take you straight to paradise)
…
After Rong Yuheng drifted back and forth smoothly for a few times, he returned to the center of the stage and danced left and right while singing:
"Oh~yeah yeah! ビビるな (don't be afraid)—"
Barrage:
"Fuck it, hahahahahaha! Jump left and right!"
"God restores!! I love it!"
"Oh~yeah yeah!!!"
"Everyone stand up, see the king!"
Rong Congyan in front of the screen, "..." I want to die.
Rong Tianshen has something to convene for the board of directors today, and it is rare to come to the company. As soon as he went upstairs, he met Rong Congyan's personal secretary Xiao Shen, Rong Tianshen frowned and called out,
"Xiao Shen, what are you rambling about here, Congyan may need you at any time!"
When Rong Tianshen stared at people, he was not angry, and Xiao Shen was so wronged that his tears were about to fall.
"President Rong, it is Mr. Rong who told me not to disturb him."
Rong Tianshen, "What is he busy with?"
Xiao Shen weighed between the immediate execution of the death penalty and the reprieve, and finally chose the latter, "Xiao Rong always seems to be... chasing variety shows."
Rong Tianshen, "?"
…
Rong Yuheng's performance ended, and the scene was all boiling! Half of the people in the audience have been in the two-dimensional circle to some extent, and some of them even stood up from their seats and waved their hands to call.
The picture was once dead house.
"Pick him!" and "pick pick!" all over the barrage, Rong Congyan also pinched the mouse and started to fiddle:
Where is the vote going
At this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open with a bang. Rong Congyan was startled, and was about to raise his head to reprimand, when he saw his father walking in stride.
Rong Congyan, "..."
Rong Tianshen walked to the former in a few steps, his dignified face was full of anger, "I handed over the company to you just to let you follow variety shows?"
Rong Congyan choked in his heart, and he filtered out a set of best rhetoric while his thoughts were running fast.
"Dad, it's a variety show that Xiaoheng participated in."
Rong Congyan turned the screen over, "Xiaoheng had a hard time outside alone, if he was eliminated, he would starve to death. As a brother, I must support him."
Rong Tianshen stared at the screen without saying a word, biting his cheeks tightly.
His chest heaved a few times, and he spoke coldly after a while,
"Selling jokes and singing, what can I do! I don't have such a stubborn son as him."
Rong Congyan knew that his father had always liked to speak harshly, so he didn't say anything, just silently turned the computer back and started voting.
Just as he was fiddling around, Yu Guangli saw Rong Tianshen take a peek at the side, the latter took a few glances, took out his phone again, and said to himself very deliberately,
"I look at the news from the board."
Rong Congyan groped for a while, and quickly cast his vote. Turning around, he saw that Rong Tianshen was still fiddling with his phone.
He was silent for two seconds, then said softly, "Lime TV, "Ace Creation Star", there is a voting channel in the upper right corner."
Rong Tianshen took a meal, "..."
Rong Tianshen, "Oh."
The author has something to say: Rong Congyan issued a team invitation: Do you want to follow variety shows together
Xiaorong's song is the op: Coolest of "What are you doing in Shimo Sakamoto"
If you are interested, you can eat it with music.
Ps. Today's lyrics are a bit long. According to the little angel's suggestion, I have attached Chinese for easy understanding. I couldn't find a Chinese-Japanese version, so the Chinese is hand-typed orz.