The contrast between ideal and reality was like a lightning strike to Wen Zezhen.
He felt like his tears were about to fall.
Qu Youhe didn't know why he leaned over and took a look, "Hey, this groundhog is quite cute..." After he finished speaking, he scanned Wen Zezhen's expression, and his pupils trembled instantly, "Fuck! Are you crying?"
Wen Zezhen endured his heartache and corrected him aggrievedly, "This is a sea otter."
Qu Youhe, "Oh, what does a groundhog look like?"
Wen Zezhen, "The groundhog is the one that screams."
For example, your current self.
…
After Rong Yuheng expressed her heart, she happily put away the phone, and turned her head to face Pu Zaixi's indescribable expression.
Rong Yuheng reached out and patted his twisted little face, as innocent as a little wise man, "I've made it clear, don't worry."
Pu Zaixi's face was slapped loudly, but he still felt that the sound was far less than 1% of Wen Zezheng's face.
"I can't worry about anything, I think you should be more careful."
Rong Yuheng's head turned back happily, as if thinking of something funny, the switch was flipped, and a "kekekeke..." sound came out,
"Why do I have so many hearts, do I have a flower in my heart?"
After he finished speaking, he twisted around Pu Zaixi like a pig worm, "My heart~ I want to take you back~"
Pu Zaixi was arched to and fro, "..."
He really wanted to turn into a dog and take his roommate away.
Pu Zaixi patiently guided Xinzi carefully, "Do you know the meaning of the good person card?"
Rong Yuheng is not a pure idiot. Hearing this, he immediately understood his subtext and analyzed it,
"Isn't the good person card the butcher's knife in love and the name card in friendship?"
Given his relationship with Wen Zezhen, what's the problem with issuing a good person card
- Totally wrong!
Rong Yuheng gave himself a "like" in his heart.
Pu Zaixi pondered for a few seconds, and then he was convinced by his seemingly, seemingly, and very reasonable logic!
He thought: Yeah, the damn "friendship".
This brilliant statement about the "good guy card" was quickly brushed aside by these two equally forgetful silly roe deer.
Because in a week it will be the third round of the qualifying round.
The director's group has always been bells and whistles. The competition system of the third round of the promotion competition has changed compared to the previous two times: this time, two groups of teams will be divided into ten groups to perform. The two are both partners and competitors.
Therefore, who to choose as a partner has also become a crucial part of winning the game.
The four people in Rong Yuheng's dormitory have their own way of going, and they have been left neatly until now. They plan to digest internally, in groups of two.
Among them, Rong Yuheng and Zou Yi should be ranked higher. Rong Yuheng plans to make Zou Yi and Pu Zaixi a group, and Zhou Shubai and himself a group.
Zou Yi and Pu Zaixi said there was no problem, but Zhou Shubai was hesitant.
"No, I'm afraid my brother will interfere with it and affect you."
When he mentioned his hatred to Jian Lun, the other three felt tired together.
Especially Rong Yuheng, who had a head-to-head battle with the former, he couldn't understand the brain circuit of this evil and charming tyrant at all.
Zou Yi said, "Why don't you go to Teacher Ke for asylum this time."
Zhou Shubai, "Is it okay?"
Rong Yuheng was still immersed in his personal senses, and blurted out when he heard the words, "Why not, isn't garlic just to ward off evil spirits?"
"..."
The conversation was cut off abruptly for a few seconds like an old TV.
Then Rong Yuheng's head shook, and a hair stood up leisurely to continue the signal for everyone.
Zou Yi has a strong physique and strong anti-toxicity, and was the first to connect to the radio waves.
The first thing he did after powering up was to denounce, "Your brother is too hateful!"
Zhou Shubai corrected him for the second time, "He is not hateful, he is just domineering and self-reliant.
Rong Yuheng felt that the weight of this string of modifiers was much heavier than "abhorrent".
"Is your relationship good or bad..."
"Alright."
Zou Yi, "He has interfered with your wishes, don't you hate him?"
Zhou Shubai said, "I don't hate it."
Zou Yi didn't understand. He wasn't a real brother. Unlike blood ties, many things could be understood and forgiven.
He hated the iron and pinched the back of the neck of Zhou Shubai's fate, trying to lift him up and toss him around a few times, "I won't allow you to be possessed by the Mother of God!"
Zhou Shubai was lifted like a face, but he still did not lower his noble head.
"This young master is not the Virgin!... I just think that it is very tiring to hate people who look up and see people who look down."
Zou Yi released his hands, and the white-faced skin returned to the ground.
Zhou Shubai covered the back of his neck and continued to speak, "To be honest, what my brother did really disgusts me, but I don't hate him as a person."
Rong Yuheng was stunned when he heard the words, "Can the annoying people and the annoying things be separated?"
Zhou Shubai said, "As long as you want, you can separate. Why do people have to live with themselves."
Rong Yuheng's eyelashes trembled, as if something had hit her heart.
A dull pain, and echoes.
Pu Zaixi made a cruel statement to break through the deepness, which forced Zhou Shubai to face the reality.
"But you still want to develop in the entertainment industry in the future. What can you do if your brother doesn't allow you to be exposed to the public?"
When Zhou Shubai heard this, he immediately swayed like a prince in trouble in a troubled world.
He also raised his hand to wipe away the tears that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes.
Rong Yuheng didn't want to see the former's pretentious attitude. He broke away from the inexplicable low mood before, and his splendid soul began to glow...
For a moment, a morning star suddenly rose from the horizon—with the brilliance of wisdom sprinkled on Zhou Shubai, who was on guard.
Rong Qiming, "I can show you the way."
Zhou Shubai probed, "What?"
Rong Qiming's eyes were kind and loving, "Acting double reed."
"..."
Although Rong Yuheng's proposal seemed like a ridiculous fart, it also opened up new ideas for Zhou Shubai—
He was going to ask Qiu Jianlun if he would not interfere with his performance as long as he didn't show his face.
…
At this time, no one realizes that the plot has quietly changed to a strange branch.
Since Wen Zezhen was issued the card, he has not returned any news to Rong Yuheng.
Whenever he opened the dialog between the two, he could always see the phrase "You are a good person".
There is also a sea otter rubbing his face below, as if the words came out of the sea otter's head.
Wen Zezhen was very uncomfortable:
He didn't know why such a lovely creature had such extraordinary lethality.
And Rong Yuheng didn't receive a reply and didn't ask a few more questions - he was completely left alone!
Wen Zezhen was gloomy for a moment, and then poked into a dialog box of one of his friends.
This person's name is Kuang Zhao, and his father Kuang Yong is a friend of Wen Zhongyun's circle.
Kuang Yong helped Wen Zhongyun at the most difficult moment of his opera career, and supported Wen Zhongyun all the way to get out of the trough.
After Wen Zezhen contacted Kuangzhao, he found that the latter liked giving charcoal like his father Kuangyong, and then classified him as a friend.
At this moment, Wen Zezhen is trying to absorb a touch of human warmth from Kuang Zhao, the "heir of the charcoal-sending family".
He poked into Kuangzhao's dialog box, and with the principle that silence is golden, he reservedly said:
- I was issued a card.
The essence of Kuang Zhao is a playboy. At this time, he didn't know where he was making waves. After a long time, he replied in shock:
- With your worth, the hotel you are staying in can still be issued a small card!
"… "
Wen Zezhen questioned his vision of his friend for a moment.
[Wen Zezheng]: It's not that kind of card, it's a good person card.
[Kang Zhao]: If you scared me to death, that's fine.
Wen Zezhen, "?"
No, this is not good at all.
[Kang Zhao]: It seems that your charity work has finally paid off.
Wen Zezhen, "… "
It may be that he usually feels like a personality. Indifferent, Kuang Zhao doesn't think that way at all. Wen Zezheng was holding the phone, staring at the screen with his eyes fixed on the screen. He felt inexplicably heartbroken when he heard the words "charity".
His passion is not just charity.
Wen Zezhen closed the phone, not only did not feel any warmth, but even more sad...
He was sore, and he reached him as soon as he called him. The director of "Ace Creation Star", Chen Li, expressed hope in his tone.
"Mr. Wen, you haven't come to our program group for a long time. The audience misses you. Can you come over in two days?"
A beam of sunlight shone into the room through the window, filling the hall with brilliance.
Wen Zezheng's brows and eyes were shining, he felt that the ice and snow in his heart was melting, gurgling flowing...
He tried to keep his voice as smooth as usual, "I have to check the itinerary first, it should be fine."
It's not a good person card. When you see me, it's not that you can't apply for a refund.
The director team not only called Wen Zezheng, but also called Song Tang, Qiao Tan and Jin Zhiyao back together.
The third qualifying match is just around the corner. In the first phase before the start of the competition, all instructors must appear together to drive traffic.
As the game approached, basically all the students returned to the training center and found their own partners for training.
Rong Yuheng and Zhou Shubai were in a group, correcting his pronunciation like an intelligent AI.
"It's no... nasal, oh-no."
"Oh-lo..."
Rong Yuheng, "Here! Here, here!"
Zhou Shubai, "Gig! Gluck!"
Rong Yuheng was tired, Zhou Shubai seemed to be feeding pigs.
The key is that he still has a sense of sight, that he is the pig.
"Brother Shubai, if you pronounce it like this, I'm afraid no one will dare to double-reed with you in the future."
Zhou Shubai's eyes instantly widened like copper bells, "Why did you acquiesce that I want to play Double Reed!"
Rong Yuheng suddenly woke up from his inherent thinking, then raised two fingers ashamed, and made a "kneeling" action on the palm of the other hand.
"I'm sorry, I arranged for you without authorization."
"… "
The two tortured each other and trained until dinner time.
I was walking downstairs to the restaurant together, when I saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the stairs.
A window was opened on the wall at the entrance of the stairs, and the light from the outside filtered in. The man was enveloped in a halo, with a graceful figure, tall and straight.
Zhou Shubai bumped into Rong Yuheng, "Hey, don't you see that..."
Rong Yuheng raised his eyes to look over, and immediately pointed out cheerfully,
"This shape! It's Mr. Wen!"
Zhou Shubai took a deep breath: What a beautiful Chinese language!
Rong Yuheng dragged Zhou Shubai all the way and rushed over, "Mr. Wen, I haven't seen you for a long time!"
Wen Zezhen's eyes stayed on Rong Yuheng's hand holding Zhou Shubai for two seconds, then moved to the other's face.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
It's been a long time indeed. The last time we met was in a police and bandit movie.
As soon as Zhou Shubai called out "Mr. Wen", he saw Wen Zezhen's eyes were filled with the words "Go quickly".
"..." He blinked forcefully, not a hallucination.
Zhou Shubai's heart sank, and consciously broke free from Rong Yuheng's claws, "Peel... Yuheng, you guys talk first, I'll go down to find Zou Yi and the others."
Without waiting for Rong Yuheng to answer, he slipped on the soles of his feet and disappeared into the corridor with the noble exhaust fumes.
Rong Yuheng was caught off guard and abandoned: …
Wen Zezhen glanced at him and said lightly, "Let's go."
Rong Yuheng wondered, "Where are you going?"
"I packed some meals, let's eat together in the break." Wen Zezhen added, "I heard that your resources are always intercepted, I want to talk to you."
"Okay." Rong Yuheng did not suspect him, and followed the former to the rest room. After just two steps, he sighed, "Mr. Wen, you are really a good person."
Wen Zezhen paused for a while, and his mind was instantly filled with a group of sea otters, rubbing his face happily at him...
He didn't want to think about it, and turned to the same name, "You didn't call me that before."
Rong Yuheng was stunned for a moment, then remembered, "Oh~ little brother - Kekekekeke..."
After calling him, he leaned forward unwillingly, "Mr. Wen, it turns out that you like this title, so just say it if you like it."
Rong Yuheng caught a glimpse of Wen Zezheng's unpleasant face, and immediately hugged herself tightly, "Little brother, what do you want to do? You are a good person, and you can't break the character."
Wen Zezhen took a deep look at the former: I really need to clean up.
He weighed the three shiny good person cards in his heart, and then, a dull thought came to him:
Little brother is not a good person.
The little brother may still want to do bad things.
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Ps. Regarding the big guys' worries about the geese:
*The broker will change with confidence
*The road ahead of Mr. Qiu is a magical road, and there are very few scenes, so don't care too much
- Really don't make up for the dog blood drama orz, this is a pure sand sculpture!
Everyone can feel at ease "hahaha" ~ the sand sculpture in this article is justice, and the logic is self-contained!