Rong Yuheng had been training all morning, and when he came back at noon, he received a call from Xu Sun.
This time Xu Sun didn't do Tai Chi anymore, he went straight to the topic, "Yu Heng, the resources of the "Treasure Hunt Conference" are still yours, it's the request of the program team... This, you know?"
Xu Sun's words had a hint of probing, Rong Yuheng opened the protective cover and blocked it back without a word.
"Really, I just heard from you, Brother Sun."
Xu Sun didn't quite believe it, and continued to test, "Why do you think this is?"
Rong Yuheng was speechless, Xu Sun was like a small question mark, where did so many questions come from.
He is shameless, "Probably I am gifted."
Xu Sun choked, and could only give up the topic. If there is really someone behind Rong Yuheng, it must be someone who even Zai'an's uncle can't beat, and he can't afford to offend him.
"Then you adjust well today, and I'll pick you up tomorrow."
"Thank you Brother Sun."
Rong Yuheng ended the call with Xu Sun, and Zhou Shubai approached from the side, "Rong Xiaoji, are you going to record a variety show?"
Rong Yuheng's spit swirled around on the tip of his tongue, and forcibly swallowed it back...
Zhou Shubai is really becoming more and more creative. What kind of pet name is "Rong Xiaoji"
"Well, I'm going to record a demo version of the variety show tomorrow."
Zhou Shubai didn't feel sour when he heard the words, and sent his blessings sincerely and arrogantly,
"Oh, come on then. As a chance for this young master~ don't embarrass this young master."
He has completely relegated Rong Yuheng to the household kitchen utensils series. After hearing this, Rong Yuheng was in a complicated mood.
"It shouldn't be thrown on your face... After all, no one will feel that their face is dull if the pots and pans are smashed."
Zhou Shubai was persuaded by his powerful analogy, and while ashamed, he did not forget to express his kindness, "You are different, you are a collector's edition."
Rong Yuheng was moved, "Thank you... This is really flattering me."
Zhou Shubai comforted him, "No, you deserve it."
Zou Yi and Pu Zaixi have not yet returned, so there is also a lack of a sober bystander to point out the absurdity of the conversation.
Fortunately, Rong Yuheng's phone lit up, and a message popped up, and Zhou Shubai stopped expressing his kindness, "Someone is looking for you, you should be busy first."
Rong Yuheng opened the message with a "hmm" and found that it was Wen Zezhen.
On the opposite side, Wen Zezhen was suspected of having his account stolen, so he was stunned and usually sent three [sea otter rubbing his face.jpg]…
Rong Yuheng gently pulled out the question mark:
Wen Zezhen on the other end received a question mark, but he was still a little happy - in his heart, only people with good relationships would be so casual!
If Rong Yuheng could understand his thoughts at this moment, he would definitely try his best to correct him:
No, Zaigan and I also exchanged question marks when we scolded each other.
In fact, Wen Zezhen was just itching in his heart and wanted to talk to Rong Yuheng.
Especially when he learned that the latter had won the resources, he couldn't help but feel happy for him. He had an urge to hold back in his chest, and he had to do something to vent.
Wen Zezhen is not the kind of person who can find a topic. After thinking about it, he raised his hand and took a few photos to send.
As a row of words "The other party is typing..." appeared at the top, he straightened his back with anticipation, and the sun was shining on his face, as if a bright red scarf was floating on his chest...
Rong Yuheng's mood here is completely different.
He looked at the few dry pictures in the dialog box, and he was hesitant to say anything, but then he wanted to - Wen Zezhen's message had no text description, not even a punctuation mark!
Rong Yuheng can't understand completely!
He stared intently at the stream of information, then fell into deep thought...
The scenes of survival on the deserted island and the war between police and bandits jumped in his mind repeatedly, freely reorganized, and leftovers from spy wars and detective dramas were also interspersed with loneliness...
Rong Yuheng's brows became tighter and tighter, and then a bold conclusion popped into his mind.
Could it be that Wen Zezhen was kidnapped!
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense: the sea otter rubbing his face was a secret signal, implying that he was in an abnormal state at the moment; the photo was a clue, naming the other party's place.
As soon as the conclusion came out, Rong Yuheng suddenly felt uneasy: Wen Zezhen is so beautiful! I don't know if it was robbed or robbed.
Rong Yuheng clenched the jade Guanyin and offered a second prayer, while trying to confirm the other party's personal safety.
[Rong Yuheng]: Is it convenient for video
After this sentence was sent, Wen Zezhen didn't respond for a long time.
Rong Yuheng had already rushed out of the dormitory and ran to the end of the corridor with no one passing by, ready to meet the kidnappers passionately at any time!
However, the news of the verification is like a rock sinking into the sea, without the slightest wave of waves...
The panic in Rong Yuheng's heart gradually expanded—
He was killed!
It was too late, but it was too soon. Just when Rong Yuheng's small hand with the heavy responsibility had pressed "11", the message of "suspected victim" Wen Zezhen popped up at the top of the screen.
[Wen Zezheng]: Yes.
At this time, Wen Zezhen didn't know that he might be able to hear the siren on the streets of country F two seconds later.
Rong Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief: it seems that there is still a gap left.
He hurriedly dialed the video call, and just after two rings, the other side picked up—
Wen Zezhen's enlarged handsome face jumped onto the screen in an instant, and the camera swayed twice, as if adjusting the angle of view, and finally fixed it at 45 degrees obliquely.
"..." Rong Yuheng's eyes gradually changed from worry to suspicion.
Why does the other party seem to have nothing to do, and still have a concave angle
Wen Zezhen's hair was stained with some water, and it was very deliberately smooth. With this face that has often been featured in fashion magazines, it is really hard to describe.
His eyes looked over, then moved away, "Hello?"
Rong Yuheng narrowed his eyes and brought his face closer, trying to distinguish his situation, "Mr. Wen, are you okay? If you are kidnapped, just blink."
He was so close that almost his entire face was on the screen, as if he was about to kiss him. A small piece of clavicle is exposed behind the chin, and the neckline is hooked down with the movement of bowing the head, but the lower half of the reverie is hidden from the picture.
Wen Zezhen's mind was stunned.
Immediately after the hand begins to act autonomously and uncontrollably...
Rong Yuheng waited for Wen Zezhen for a few seconds, but before he could answer, he looked down: the hands of the other party outside the screen seemed to be doing something small...
It looks like it's taking a screenshot.
Rong Yuheng was silent.
He really didn't want to speculate on the beautiful and kind-hearted Wen Zexuan with the worst malice, especially when the latter was willing to take risks and accept unspoken rules on his behalf.
Rong Yuheng endured for a few seconds, but still couldn't hold back. He said as gently as possible, "Mr. Wen, if I misunderstood, then I apologize... Are you taking a screenshot? "
"!!"
Wen Zezhen, who was pierced, was suddenly startled, and blinked his eyes instantly.
Rong Yuheng, "..."
Wen Zezhen, "… "
Rong Yuheng was so shocked that the branches trembled, and made a screaming chicken-like sound, "You blinked! You were really kidnapped!"
Wen Zezheng hurriedly reassured, "No no no no no..."
His movements were too hasty, and a drop of water hanging from the end of his hair fell down because of the violent shaking, and slammed into his forehead with a slap, which was even more absurd in this situation.
"I'm in country F, I wasn't kidnapped!"
"Not kidnapped?" Rong Yuheng calmed down a bit after hearing this, but still didn't let go of her suspicious heart, "What's the matter with that photo?"
Wen Zezhen said, "I will take a picture of it for you to see if it looks good."
Rong Yuheng probed, "Group hair?"
Wen Zezhen was silent for two seconds, then looked up. Across the screen, his eyes tightened uncontrollably, with some embarrassment,
"No, I just sent it to you."
Rong Yuheng, "..."
The two faced each other silently for a long time, and Rong Yuheng suddenly hung up the call with a "pop"!
At the end of the empty corridor, he stared at the screen of the phone that had been hung up, and a small hand that had nowhere to place caressed his chest:
I rely on rely on, what... what the hell?
Before he could calm down, Wen Zezhen's news followed, and several messages came out in a row.
[Wen Zezheng]: What happened
[Wen Zezheng]: Did I just say something wrong
[Wen Zezheng]: If you have something to do, just be busy first... Let's talk when you're free.
[Wen Zezheng]: [sea otter rubbing his face.jpg]
Rong Yuheng, "..." Grass!
His already turbulent mood suddenly became more turbulent!
What the hell is Wen Zezheng, what was the atmosphere just now, and what kind of eyes did he have
Also sea otters rubbing their faces!
Rong Yuheng just wanted to rub his brain: Wen Zezhen, wake up! You're fucking ooc, you know
…
Rong Yuheng dragged his exhausted body and incomplete soul back to the dormitory, and when he opened the door, he saw Pu Zaixi and Zou Yi also inside.
When the two saw him, their faces showed the same horror,
"You look like you've been sucked out of your yang by the goblins!"
Zhou Shubai interjected, "Xiaoji just went out to make a call."
Pu Zaixi was thoughtful, "Remotely suck the sun?"
Rong Yuheng shook his head, not wanting to say more.
He tried hard to convince himself that Wen Zezhen might be unaccustomed to the soil and water, and his brain was a little ill, and he would be fine when he came back.
The next day was the recording of "Treasure Hunt".
Although Xu Sun is a grass root, it is also a tough grass root. He drove a car to pick up Rong Yuheng early in the morning, which was called due diligence.
The program was recorded in the next city, and after driving for more than an hour, Rong Yuheng still closed the window as soon as he got in the car, holding his breath and exhaling through his mouth.
Xu Sun felt like he was transporting a jet.
Xu Sun, "The biggest celebrity in this recording is Su Yuyin, in addition to other companies' trainees Gou Li, Chen Shulin, and a little pink Xi Tao who just finished acting in a web drama. There are five of you, and you are the one in it. The newest newcomer."
Rong Yuheng, "Hu Chi..."
Xu Sun, "Remember to say hello when you see Su Yuyin, he is ten years older than you, you can call him teacher or brother."
Rong Yuheng, "Hu Chi..."
Xu Sun, "Take advantage of your strengths and show a little bit of excellence—forget it, don't be too brilliant, just stop. Understand?"
Rong Yuheng, "Hu Chi..."
Xu Sun, "..."
Unable to bear, he turned around, "Just tell me, are you protesting that I pigeoned your resources before me?"
Rong Yuheng choked.
He really didn't, he just simply couldn't breathe.