When the two entered the lounge, Rong Yuheng saw that there were four boxes of vegetables on the table, and the fragrance of the two meals overflowed from his pockets.
He was almost going to praise Wen Zechen for being a good man again.
But he still held back after thinking about it, mainly because he was afraid of Wen Zezhen's pride.
"Sit down." Wen Zezhen took out a pair of chopsticks from his pocket, peeled off the plastic paper and handed it to Rong Yuheng.
The latter's wholehearted attention was on the fragrant food, and he took it over without thinking that something was wrong.
Seeing this, Wen Zezhen began to secretly rejoice: Proof of a good relationship, plus one.
He reached out and opened the box, pushed the fried pork slices with winter squash and steamed beef to Rong Yuheng, and put the remaining shredded potatoes and vinegared cabbage on his side.
Wen Zezhen said, "Eat more meat."
Rong Yuheng immediately looked up with emotion, his eyes were clear, and Wen Zezhen's heart skipped a beat.
Before the two bursts, I heard a sentence, "You look like my grandma."
Wen Zezhen, "..." suddenly ended.
He tried his best to calm himself down and reassure himself that this was Rong Yuheng expressing intimacy.
Rong Yuheng's "momentary moving appearance" is really "instant", which lasted quite a short time and ended almost as soon as the word "milk" fell.
Instead, he threw himself into the great business of chafing, and was like a little piglet with a "squeak"...
Wen Zezhen's hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly, and a shocked expression appeared on his normally indifferent face.
After staring at Rong Yuheng for a few seconds, he said faintly, "I remember your family should be in good condition?"
Rong Yuheng didn't know what kind of magical species it was, and the brainwaves that were usually unavailable were turned on when Wen Zezhen rarely complained—
He raised his head sharply, and uttered a painful condemnation, "You are despising me!"
Wen Zezhen's reaction was faster than his, and he answered immediately, "No!"
Rong Yuheng sneered, "Oh, man."
Wen Zezhen reminded him seriously, "You are also a man."
Rong Yuheng, "Oh, yes."
He reorganized his expressions and words, "Oh, actor."
Wen Zezhen, "..." It was the first time he heard someone say those two words in such a contemptuous tone.
…
Full of food and food, Rong Yuheng slumped on the seat like a piece of jelly, soft and not pulling.
Wen Zezhen squinted at his little belly, and suddenly understood the joy of raising small animals.
I just want to scratch.
Rong Yuheng didn't forget what Wen Zezhen said "the business", patted his belly and sat up again, and asked under Wen Zezhen's slightly regretful eyes,
"What's up with the resources?"
Wen Zezhen narrowed his eyes, "I heard that you were cut off twice."
Rong Yuheng nodded, "One success, one failure." After he finished speaking, he turned his head, "How do you know?"
Wen Zezhen said lightly, "I just heard about it."
Without waiting for Rong Yuheng to ask again, he continued, "I heard that Xu Sun was shrewd before, and thought that at most he likes to take some small favors and small profits, and since the contract has been changed, I don't care much. Sorry, I was negligent. already."
When Rong Yuheng heard him say this, a subtle feeling filled his heart:
Wen Zezhen is not obliged to escort him, why should he apologize to him
"It doesn't matter." Rong Yuheng shook his head indifferently, "I am a newcomer, how can a newcomer not suffer grievances."
Wen Zezhen glanced at his cheerful and swaying hair, and determined that this person was really not forcing himself, "You can think about it."
But Wen Zezhen knew that what he said was right. There are not so many smooth things in the world, and not everyone who encounters has good intentions, and not everything that he experiences is like a human heart.
Most of the time it's still human.
Wen Zezhen himself also debuted at a young age. It seems that he has been on the altar all the way to the stars, but how could he have not suffered hardships behind his back.
He still couldn't help reaching out and smoothing the conspicuous fur, "Don't feel wronged too much."
Rong Yuheng obediently let him tug, and bowed his head shyly... He was embarrassed to tell Wen Zezhen how much money he had brought into the group.
In fact, the use of capital to open the way is also a last resort, and the premise is that he can guarantee to bring benefits to the little idiots.
After all, even the best friends need to pay in both directions. It is impossible to plow their own land like others are scalpers.
… When it comes to scalper Rong Yuheng, he thinks of his eldest brother Rong Congyan. I haven't been in touch for so long, and I don't know if Big Yellow Ox still has him in mind.
Seeing that he was a little distracted, Wen Zezhen asked, "What are you thinking?"
Rong Yuheng was pulled back to reality and changed the subject, "It's nothing, Brother Su said that he can change his agent in the future."
Wen Zezhen closed her small ears deliberately, skipped the "Brother Su", and only received the signal at the back, "When you become more famous, you can bring more benefits to the company, so I can mention it."
In fact, with Wen Zezhen's position in the company, it is completely possible to ask the above to replace Xu Sun, but that is not justified.
He had no reason to help Rong Yuheng—with their current relationship, what would other people think of Rong Yuheng.
"Xu Sun specializes in picking soft persimmons. You can be a little tougher. You don't have to rely on him for everything. He can't pinch you, and he won't force you."
Rong Yuheng nodded, and he also saw it: Xu Sun belongs to the category of smashing if he can, and giving up if he doesn't move—commonly known as "Buddha-style smashing wool".
This kind of person is suitable for feeling the Buddha's light.
Wen Zezhen glanced at his watch, "It's almost time, you go back to sleep."
Rong Yuheng was immediately moved: Wen Zezhen actually let him sleep after eating!
Rong Tianshen would never indulge him like that! What a fairy teacher Wen Zezhen is!
"Mr. Wen, you are really livable."
It was the first time that Wen Zezhen heard that "people" can be livable. He thought for a moment independently, and gave up after thinking to no avail, "How can I be livable?"
Rong Yuheng, "Suitable for cohabitation, referred to as livable."
If Su Yuyin was present, she would definitely sigh for the second time: This is not only a physics giant, but also a word-creation genius!
Hearing this, Wen Zezhen focused completely on the front. His thoughts were a little erratic, and he thought: Since it is so livable, why don't you try to live there
He quietly spread his tail, "I can also cook and mop the floor."
Rong Yuheng held the venue and clapped his hands, "You are so kind!"
Wen Zezhen's heart warmed, "If you think I'm good, you can call me 'brother' more."
Rong Yuheng spoke honestly and called "brother" a lot:
"Brother, brother, brother..."
Wen Zezhen, "."
For some reason, the goose laughter of Wen Zhongyun's "giggle giggle" echoed in his ears, intertwined with Rong Yuheng's voice to compose a moving symphony.
It was completely different from what he imagined.
He is dry.
With the materials taught by the instructor in the past few days, the director Chen Li was able to focus his energy on the next third qualifying match with peace of mind.
Rong Yuheng originally planned to stay with Zhou Shubai to practice all the time, but was taken away by Bian Chen, who was on the verge of being irritable.
Bian Chen raps while catching people and cursing:
"You only know where to practice,
Don't care about your temper
What about friendship and loyalty, yo~
All I see are farts! "
Rong Yuheng was familiar with Bian Chen's urination. The latter seemed to be complaining, but in fact it was just "Chen-style coquetry".
He even made a new word for him—
Rong Yuheng looked at Bian Chen's irritable little soul lovingly and tolerantly: Love, love.
Rong Yuheng was pulled aside by Bian Chen, "What's the matter, who messed with you again?"
Bian Chen, "Grass, have you read the topic of #王牌Createxing#? There are some that pull CP."
Rong Yuheng, "No, what CP?"
Bian Chen, "I fucking know that some people like to knock CP, but why would someone knock me and Yufu? I'm so stupid, they can't see that I hate him?"
Rong Yuheng was also shocked, "How did this happen!"
He knew that the relationship between the two was really bad.
Bian Chen sneered, "What about falling in love with each other, disliking each other and being upright... He even made a fucking CP name, called 'submission'. I'm the only one who really obeys."
Rong Yuheng comforted him, "Everyone just sticks to their personal settings, just to satisfy their own imagination, there is no need to be serious."
"It doesn't matter if it's another person, but Yu Fu is really fucking... I want to beat him every day!"
Rong Yuheng understood his rejection, "I know. Actually, your CP name should be changed."
Although Bian Chen didn't want to hear the word "cp", he still couldn't hold back his damn curiosity, "What?"
Rong Yuheng, "The farmer and the snake."
Bian Chen, "…"
He felt that Rong Yuheng was poking his kneecap.
Out of courtesy, Bian Chen said lightly, "You know that you have also been dragged a lot of CPs - Egg Peeling Group, Yi Rong, Shan Rong, Rong Ning..."
Rong Yuheng didn't care, "It's all friends, I don't mind."
Bian Chen, "Oh, there are still people knocking on Teacher Wen's CP."
Rong Yuheng suddenly became interested and moved out of the small bench to eat melons, "Whose cp does Teacher Wen have?"
He really couldn't think of whom Wen Zezhen could be on the CP with. Could it be which mentor
Bian Chen pierced his imagination, "With you."
Rong Yuheng, "..."
After he threw this heavy bomb lightly, he walked away like a villain.
Rong Yuheng was caught off guard by eating melon and eating himself, and the whole person was shocked and stood still—
Relying on relying on... His and Wen Zezhen's CP
No matter what kind of mood Rong Yuheng was in, everything was moving forward step by step.
The third qualifying match has finally arrived.
Under the mentality of the rich and naive watching the play, under the watchful eyes of the Rong family and his son, and under the calm expectation of Wen Zezhen - the live broadcast has begun!
The moment the bright stage appeared on the screen, the barrage burst into frenzy, and all fans were doing their best to support their hearts:
"Single Qi, Single Qi, invincible!"
"The unparalleled wind and moon, all sink (Bian Chen) here"
"Open the barrier and protect the best thorn salamander!"
"In front of me, I thought I clicked into the fan drama/doge"
…
Rong Congyan, the eldest brother of the tool man, is also online, and he typed "papa" unwillingly:
"Go to the sea to follow, just to pick the fairy!"
After he finished posting it, he turned his head and instructed Rong Tianshen, "Dad, you can also post a sentence. The more barrages of Xiaoheng, the higher the popularity."
Rong Tianshen held the phone with a cold face, "Nonsense!"
Rong Congyan sighed, shook his head and turned back, not wanting to force it.
After half a minute, a barrage suddenly appeared among the overwhelming supporters:
"Down-to-earth, rooted in the red, love life, pick Rongrong."
Rong Congyan: ... ! So red, so righteous support! It also ended up rigorously!
His eyes flashed, and out of the corner of the eye he caught a glimpse of his dad just putting down his phone.
… understood.
After the host's routine opening remarks, they entered the performance of the first group of students.
As soon as the stage lights turned off and on, the scene was quiet, the quiet blue light was projected, and the stage was drenched with fog. Soothing music flows out, like a clear spring winding through a mountain stream.
This is a two-person dance performance. Two performers leap out from both sides of the stage at the same time, and their postures draw a graceful arc in the air.
The respective support groups of the two people started blowing rainbow farts on the barrage... Rong Congyan saw that Rong Tianshen's hand was about to move again, and suddenly it was like an enemy.
"Dad! You can't swipe your own house when other houses are performing!"
Rong Tianshen's hand paused, and then he picked up the phone case with a guilty conscience, "I don't know how to brush, I just saw that the phone case is dirty."
Rong Congyan meaningfully looked at the shiny and reflective phone case in front of him, "I misunderstood you."
Rong Tianshen, "Well, sometimes you just act too subjectively."
Rong Congyan, "..."
He suspected that Rong Yuheng's cheeky crawling along the pole was because of his father's true biography.
During the surging confrontation between the two, the first group of performances ended.
Then I heard the host Xi Lin announce, "The next group, Rong Yuheng and Zhou Shubai."
The father and son of the Rong family immediately gave up the open and secret struggle, and unconsciously sat up straight and stared at the screen in front of them. Rong Congyan's hand was even on the keyboard, ready to run the Rainbow Fart applet at any time.
Such as "beautiful beauty", "eyelash dancing" and the like. Anyway, their family looks alike, so praising Rong Yuheng is like praising himself indirectly - such an opportunity does not come easily!
The camera was aimed at Xi Lin's face, but there was a rare trace of hesitation in his enthusiastic eyebrows.
The next second I heard Xi Lin's high voice resounding across the stage,
"I asked them to bring us a song and dance show - "Kamen Rider"!"
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