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Chapter 18: Soul question

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The two returned to the door of the lounge, but Wen Zezhen didn't go in, "Go and rest, I'll take a look at the backstage."

Rong Yuheng nodded and pushed the door in.

There were five or six students sitting in the lounge, two of whom were injured and were spraying medicine. Bian Chen sat in the corner with a black face like a god of evil, with no one approaching within a radius of two meters.

Rong Yuheng thought he had the blessing of the Buddha's light, so he slowly walked over.

Bian Chen sensed the approach of the former, so he raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Don't bother me."

Rong Yuheng turned a deaf ear, and sat happily beside him, emitting light waves of love, "Brother Chen, are you in a bad mood?"

Bian Chen, "It's none of your business."

Rong Yuheng pondered for a while, "How about I give you flowers?"

Bian Chen was stuck in his chest in one breath, and he almost didn't exhale, "Who the hell wants to see you bloom!"

The corner of Rong Yuheng's mouth moved, he was afraid that he could not hold back his laughter too loudly and would be smashed by the irritable Bian Chen.

But Bian Chen's scolding is really funny, lose it.

After Bian Chen vomited the fragrance, he felt a lot more at ease. He picked up his hand and started to force, "Idiot copying a dog, copying is so bad."

Rong Yuheng was stunned for a moment, "Who plagiarized?"

Bian Chen let out a light snort from his lips, "Yu Fu."

Rong Yuheng searched his goldfish's mind for a while, before slipping out a face from the depths of his memory, "Your roommate?"

Bian Chen seemed to be disgusted by the word, "My shitty roommate is a plague pig!"

Rong Yuheng, "..." Puff puff.

Bian Chen, "The words I wrote were put on the table, and I didn't fucking guard anyone! I just heard him come on stage to sing the original song, only to find that there are several lines in it that are my words, just fucking Changed a few words!"

Rong Yuheng was filled with righteous indignation, "It's too much!"

Bian Chen, "Bah!"

Rong Yuheng, "Bah!"

The two people's concerted abuse ended in Xu Sun's phone call.

After being terminated several times, Rong Yuheng's sense of Xu Sun has become very subtle, and he plans to change his remarks to "Terminator".

Rong Yuheng picked up the phone, "Brother Sun."

Xu Sun's voice sounded a little hesitant. He first expressed his love for Rong Yuheng's competition, and then he sent out a bunch of "life is not easy" self-pity...

Rong Yuheng knew that he had something to say when he heard half of it, so he didn't interrupt it intimately.

Sure enough, Xu Sun went around in a circle and finally returned to the topic,

"Xiao Rong, the variety show that I told you about last time, the competition is actually a bit fierce. You just signed a trainee, and you haven't debuted yet, right... Zai An of our company is preparing to debut and needs more shots. ."

Rong Yuheng understood, meaning that the resources were robbed.

Xu Sun said, "Zai An is also an artist under my command, and I will be your brother in the future. Let's take care of each other."

Rong Yuheng said calmly, "Okay, it's fine, thank you Brother Sun."

Xu Sun said "eh", "I know you are sensible, and I will pay attention to you when I have resources in the future."

Xu Sun hung up the phone, Rong Yuheng pursed her lips and couldn't tell what she was feeling.

There must be some disappointment, and maybe a little bit of anger. But it's only a little bit. Whoever has the ability will take the resources. This kind of thing is very common. Xu Sun is still polite to him, and made a special call to explain it.

Rong Yuheng leaned on the back of the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief.

He has no right to complain.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Bian Chen temporarily put down the abuse of Fu and asked, "What's wrong?"

Rong Yuheng shook his head, "It's okay."

Bian Chen was impatient, "I fucking annoy others to tell me it's okay."

Rong Yuheng regained his spirits, "Then curse people with me."

Bian Chen, "Stinky idiot!"

Rong Yuheng, "Cut the dog!"

Two people, "I bah!!"

cool.

With Ke Ting's supervision, Zhou Shubai's performance did not go wrong. When he stepped down, he still had lingering fears, and Zou Yi was very worried, "You are going to be removed from the stage by your brother."

Zhou Shubai didn't speak.

Zou Yi still remembered that the first time he saw Zhou Shubai, he only felt that this person was arrogant and swollen, but now he is flat and flat like a little pitiful.

He couldn't get angry, "How can your brother do this?"

Zhou Shubai shook his head after hearing this, "He's not as bad as you think. Apart from being dictatorial, tyrannical, and self-absorbed... he is usually very kind to me."

Zou Yi was in a complicated mood. He deliberately ignored the long paragraph of derogatory words in front of him, and only asked in cooperation, "What is a good way?"

Zhou Shubai said, "I bought all the new models for me. I can walk around in the industry at home. BVLGARI gave me more than a dozen watches..."

Zou Yi took a deep breath, a good method for good material!

He was moved, "I used to think you were a typical young master from a wealthy family."

Zhou Shubai probed, "What about now?"

"It's more like a young grandma from a wealthy family now."

"… "

At the end of the second round of the promotion competition, the audience voting channel is closed, and the next step is the mentor voting. Unexpectedly, Rong Yuheng also got the mentor's vote this round.

Jin Zhiyao picked him.

Qiao Tan's eyes are even more meaningful...

Jin Zhiyao kept his eyes fixed and pretended to be indifferent, "Xiao Rong's stage appeal is very strong, so I vote for him."

Qiao Tan, "Secondary Element Stage."

Jin Zhiyao, "…"

The end of this round means that five more members will be eliminated. Although Shi Lu was mentally prepared last time, the moment he was really eliminated, he still burst into tears.

On the way back on the bus, Shi Lu was sitting in the front row of Rong Yuheng, the window was wide open to face the wind, and when he snotted, he fluttered in the wind... Rong Yuheng in the back row could even feel the slightest coolness wafting from the front. .

He stared at the receding street scene outside the car window, emptying his mind, not wanting to delve into what it was.

The students were eliminated one after another, and fewer and fewer were left.

Rong Yuheng felt uncomfortable. Maybe it's because the longer they get along, the deeper everyone's feelings become. He watched his companions who got along with each other leave one by one, but he couldn't keep it; or maybe it was because of Xu Sun's phone call at noon, the resources that he had promised himself were intercepted. , but he can only show generosity.

Various backlogs of emotions were churning in his chest, getting thicker and thicker, like a heavy stone, blocking his breath.

Rong Yuheng felt that his tears were about to fall... He was no longer the happy little idiot, he saw the turbulence of the adult world, and his straight back was getting crooked day by day.

Pu Zaixi turned his head and saw that the former was in a bad mood, and immediately worried, "You look so bad, adjust it. We will be shooting the parting scene later, and those who didn't know thought you were eliminated."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

He even pretended to be strong!

Zhou Shubai also expressed his humanistic concern, "Is Yu Heng ill, do you want me to invite a private doctor at home to see him?"

Pu Zaixi was startled, "Do you still have a personal doctor?"

Zhou Shubai was pretentious, "Oh... this is nothing, it's just a professional medical team, which I hired from Gothic to show me wisdom teeth or something."

Pu Zaixi & Zou Yi, "..." They think what he should look at is intelligence.

The words "my brother" finally succeeded in affecting Rong Yuheng's nerves. He struggled to break free from his sorrowful emotions, his face forcibly flushed, "I'm not sick, don't call your brother's medical team here."

He was afraid of being assassinated.

Zhou Shubai lost an opportunity to show off his wealth and deeply regretted, "Oh."

A few people walked upstairs and happened to meet Ke Ting.

It was Ke Ting who helped Zhou Shubai a lot, so Zhou Shubai and Zou Yi were very close to him. Even if he is an outsider, he will not be disgusted to group him into the orange.

Zou Yi said, "Mr. Ke, do you want to go upstairs too? Let's go together."

There is no teacher who doesn't want to be welcomed by the students, Ke Ting immediately showed restrained joy when he heard the words, "Okay."

The four oranges walked upstairs with a clove of garlic, Rong Yuheng was still sullen, exuding a melancholy breath.

Ke Ting saw that he was not in a high mood, and the conditioned reflex came to worry again, "What's wrong with Xiaorong, not happy?"

Rong Yuheng thought of the variety show that was cut off, and consciously underestimated her talent.

He sighed faintly and touched his belly, "I'm a fool for three years in one pregnancy."

Ke Ting took a deep breath, "...!?"

Ke Ting's eyes suddenly became wrong, he carefully patrolled between the former's throat and chest, and finally landed on the flat belly with a little love.

Ke Ting's expression was so intelligible, the atmosphere in the room cooled down instantly, and the other four were speechless.

Although the three other than Rong Yuheng haven't gotten to the point of "underachiever", they also know that he can't be really pregnant, and they are probably playing some cold jokes.

But Ke Tingju! Of course! letter! !

… The four of them slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and even the strength to explain was taken away—

No wonder this brain circuit is always an outsider.

Several people separated at the entrance of the corridor. Ke Ting never noticed the change in the atmosphere, and was still immersed in his shocking brain supplement... The scenes of "So Beautiful Man" and "Secretly Love You" were played in his mind in reincarnation. Disassembled, so much so that he was still in a trance when he floated back to the lounge.

Ke Ting sat in the lounge, his eyes wandering, and he landed on an unnamed place in the distance.

He thought of Rong Yuheng's first half of his life "living like a joke", and the dilemma of having to rely on his debut to make a living, and gradually made up for all kinds of possibilities beyond reality... and there was a faint trend towards abuse.

The worrying Ke Ting couldn't sit still, his heart was scratching, and he always felt that there was a shocking secret to be revealed in front of his eyes - he wanted to stop a human tragedy before the worst possibility happened!

Ke Ting regretted that he did not have physical contact with Rong Yuheng during the dance class, otherwise he would definitely be able to detect the gender of the other party by relying on his own experience.

Thinking like this, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across his mind—

Isn't there Wen Zexuan who skipped tango with Rong Yuheng!

Ke Ting took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed the latter's number.

Wen Zezhen was in the company at the moment, and assistant Xiaotang took some movie scripts for him to read. It is important to accept the script. It depends not only on whether the script itself is good, but also on which crew invited it. The interpersonal relationships, human relationships, and connections involved are so complicated that even Wen Zezhen felt a headache.

Just as he was in pain, Ke Ting's phone came.

Wen Zezhen's cell phone was on mute during work, Xiaotang looked sideways and called out, "Brother Ting, it's Mr. Ke Ting's phone number."

Wen Zezhen was stunned for a moment, and there was some expectation in his heart - is it because Ke Ting couldn't go away because of something, and asked him to take a substitute class

With this faint excitement, Wen Zezhen restrained himself from answering the phone too quickly. He picked up the phone reservedly and calmly and pressed his thumb to "connect".

Xiaotang on the side finally couldn't help but say, "Brother Chen, if you don't want to pick it up, you can hand it to me, and I'll say you're not there."

Wen Zezhen, "...I don't want to pick it up."

Little Tang, "Oh, I just think your call is a little contrived."

"… "

Wen Zezhen secretly said that the play was over and he made a mistake, so he quickly picked up the phone, his throat rolled a little, and the magnetic voice came out steadily through the receiver, "Mr. Ke."

Ke Ting's loud voice echoed through the receiver and echoed in the small workshop. He opened his mouth and said,

"Mr. Wen, have you ever touched Xiaorong's body?"

Wen Zezhen and assistant Xiaotang gave out the tremors of their souls almost at the same time,

"… what!"