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The two returned to the entrance of the lounge, but Wen Zezhen did not go in, "You go and rest, I'll take a look backstage."

Rong Yuheng nodded and pushed the door in.

There were five or six practitioners sitting in the lounge, two of whom had strains and were spraying medicine. Bian Chen sat in the corner like Zun Sha Shen with a black face, no one approached in a radius of two meters.

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

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

Rong Yuheng turned a deaf ear, and Le Dian sat next to him, sending out a caring light, "Brother Chen, are you in a bad mood?"

Bian Chen, "It's up to you."

Rong Yuheng thought for a while, "Should I give you flowers?"

Bian Chen got stuck in his chest and almost didn't exhale, "Who the **** wants to see you blooming!" After he finished speaking, he was puzzled, and added, "It's a fart."

The corners of Rong Yuheng's mouth moved, he was afraid that he would laugh too loudly without holding back, and be hammered by the irritable Bian Chen.

But Bian Chen's curse is really funny, lost.

After Bian Chen vomited the fragrance, he felt relieved immediately. He took up his hand and started to force him, "A dumb copying dog, and copying so badly."

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

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

Rong Yuheng searched his goldfish's mind for a long time before he slipped a face from the depths of his memory, "Your roommate?"

Bian Chen seemed to be disgusted by the word, "A **** roommate is a scourge!"

Rong Yuheng, "..." Puff.

Bian Chen, "The words I wrote are on the table, and I have never guarded against anyone! I just heard him come on stage to sing the original song, only to realize that there are several words in it that are my words, just **** A few words have been changed!"

Rong Yuheng was filled with indignation, "Too much!"

Bian Chen, "My pooh!"

Rong Yuheng, "Bah!"

…

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

After being terminated several times, Rong Yuheng's senses for Xu Sun are already very subtle, and he intends to change his remarks to "Terminator."

Rong Yuheng answered the phone, "Brother Sun."

Xu Sun’s voice sounded a little hesitant. He first expressed his love for Rong Yuheng’s game, and then he made a lot of self-satisfaction that "life is not easy"...

Rong Yuheng knew he had something to say halfway through hearing, so he thoughtfully did not interrupt.

Sure enough, Xu Sun made a big circle and finally returned to the topic.

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

Rong Yuheng understood it, which meant that resources were robbed.

Xu Sun said, "Zai An is also my artist, and you will be your brother from now on. Take care of each other."

Rong Yuheng's tone was calm, "Okay, it's okay, thank you, Brother Sun."

Xu Sun said "Oh", "I know you are sensible, and I will help you pay attention to it when I have resources."

Xu Sun hung up, Rong Yuheng pursed his lips and couldn't tell what he was feeling.

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

Rong Yuheng leaned on the back of the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.

He is not qualified to have grievances.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Bian Chen temporarily put aside his verbal abuse of the talisman, and asked, "What's the matter?"

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

Bian Chen was impatient, "I the **** annoys others to tell me it's okay."

Rong Yuheng regained his spirit, "Then swear with me."

Bian Chen, "Silly idiot!"

Rong Yuheng, "Cut the Hugo!"

The two of them, "Yeah!"

That's cool.

With Ke Ting's supervision, Zhou Shubai did nothing wrong with this performance. He still had lingering fears when he stepped down, and Zou Yi was very worried, "You will be ptsd out of the stage by your brother."

Zhou Shubai did not speak.

Zou Yi still remembered that when he first saw Zhou Shubai, he only felt that this man was so arrogant and swollen, and now he was so flat as a little pitiful.

He was furious, "How can your brother be like this?"

Zhou Shubai heard this but shook his head, "He is not as bad as you think. Besides being arbitrary, autocratic, and self-sufficient... he is usually very good to me."

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

Zhou Shubai, "Buy me all the new models. I wandered around the industry at home. BVLGARI gave me more than a dozen watches..."

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

He felt it and said, "I used to think you were a typical rich man."

Zhou Shubai probed, "What about now?"

"Now it's more like a rich young lady."

"..."

The second round of promotion comes to an end, the audience voting channel is closed, and the next step is the tutor voting. Unexpectedly, Rong Yuheng also got the vote for the mentor in this round.

Jin Zhiyao picked him up.

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

Jin Zhiyao didn't squint, pretending to be unremarkable, "Xiao Rong's stage is very contagious, so I voted for him."

Qiao Tan, "The Two-Dimensional Stage."

Jin Zhiyao, "..."

At the end of this round, it means that five more members will be eliminated. Although Shilu was mentally prepared last time, the moment he was really eliminated, he still cried and snotted.

On the way back by bus, Shilu sat in the front row of Rong Yuheng, with the windows wide open all the way to face the wind, and the nasal mucus fluttered brightly in the wind... The Rong Yuheng in the back row could even feel the coolness wafting from the front. .

He looked at the retrograde street view outside the car window, emptying his brain, not wanting to go into the details of what it was.

The trainees were eliminated one after another, and there were fewer and fewer people left.

Rong Yuheng felt uncomfortable. Maybe it’s because the longer we get along, the deeper the relationship between everyone. He watched his companions leave one by one day and night, but he couldn’t keep them. Or maybe it was because Xu Sun’s phone call at noon was cut off by someone who said he was going to give his own resources. , He can only be generous.

Various backlogs of emotions were tumbling in his chest, becoming thicker and thicker, like a heavy stone, blocking him a little breathlessly.

Rong Yuheng felt that his tears were about to come down... He was no longer the happy little fool. He saw the disturbances of the adult world, and his straight back was getting ridiculous day by day.

Pu Zaixi turned his head and saw that the former was in a bad mood, and he was immediately worried, "Your complexion is so bad, adjust it. I'm going to take parting scenes later, I don't know that I thought you were eliminated."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

He even pretended to be strong!

Zhou Shubai also expressed humane care, "Is Yuheng sick, should I ask my private doctor at home to see it?"

Pu Zaixi was shocked, "Do you still have a private doctor?"

Zhou Shubai pretentiously said, "Oh...this is nothing, it's just a professional medical team, I hired it gothically, and show me wisdom teeth or something."

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

The word "my brother" finally successfully affected Rong Yuheng's nerves. He struggled to free himself from his sadness, his face was forcibly ruddy, "I'm not sick, don't call your brother's medical team."

He was afraid of being assassinated.

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

When a few people walked into the building, they happened to meet Ke Ting.

Ke Ting only helped Zhou Shubai a lot, so Zhou Shubai and Zou Yi were very close to him. Even if he is an outsider of Orange, he will not dislike him and group him into Orange.

Zou Yi said, "Teacher Ke, you have to go upstairs too? Let's go together."

No teacher does not want to be welcomed by students, Ke Ting heard this and immediately showed restrained joy, "Okay."

The four oranges walked upstairs with a clove of garlic, but Rong Yuheng was still sorrowful, exuding a melancholy atmosphere.

Ke Ting saw that he was not in a high mood, and his conditioned reflex came to worry again, "What's the matter with Xiao Rong, unhappy?"

Rong Yuheng thought of the chopped-up variety show, consciously missed of his talents.

He sighed faintly, and touched his belly, "I was pregnant for three years."

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

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

Ke Ting's expression was so easy to understand, the atmosphere in the world cooled down instantly, and the other four choked silently.

Although the three people other than Rong Yuheng have not yet reached the point of being "unrecognized with talent", they also know that he cannot be really pregnant, and they are probably playing with some cold stalks.

But Ke Tingju! Of course! letter! Up!

…The four of them slowly exhaled a turbid breath, and even the effort to explain was exhausted—

No wonder this brain circuit is always an outsider.

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

Ke Ting sat in the lounge, his eyes drifting away, landing in an unnamed place in the distance.

He thought of Rong Yuheng's first half of his life as "living like a joke" and the dilemma of having to rely on his debut to make a living. He gradually made up for the possibility of transcending reality... and there was a faint trend toward abusive writing.

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

Ke Ting regretted not having any physical contact with Rong Yuheng during the dance class. Otherwise, relying on his own experience, he would definitely be able to detect the gender of the other party.

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

Isn't there a Wen Zezheng who skipped tango with Rong Yuheng?

Ke Ting reached out to the phone and dialed the latter's phone violently.

Wen Zezheng was at the company at the moment, and the assistant Xiaotang took a few movie scripts for him to watch. Receiving the script is very particular. It depends not only on whether the script itself is good, but also on which crew invited it. The interpersonal, relationship, and relationship involved are complicated, and even Wen Zezhen feels a headache.

When he was in pain, Ke Ting called.

Wen Zezheng's cell phone was turned on silent during work. Xiaotang looked sideways and called out, "Brother Zeng, it's Teacher Ke Ting's phone."

Wen Zexuan was taken aback, and some expectation appeared in his heart for no apparent reason-did Ke Ting have something to do, so he asked him to substitute for the lesson?

With this faint excitement, Wen Zezong restrained himself from answering the phone too fast. He held the phone up steadily, and pressed his thumb to "connect" very calmly.

The little sugar on the side finally couldn't help but uttered, "Brother Heng, if you don't want to pick it up, you can give it to me, and I will say you are not there."

Wen Zetong, "...I didn't want to pick it up."

Xiaotang, "Oh, I just think your answer is a little artificial."

"..."

Wen Zezhen secretly said that he had passed the play and made a mistake, and quickly picked up the phone. His throat rolled a little, and the deep magnetic voice steadily came out through the receiver, "Mr. Ke."

Ke Ting’s loud voice penetrated the receiver and echoed in the small working room. He opened his mouth and said,

"Teacher Wen, have you ever touched Xiao Rong's body!"

Wen Zetong and his assistant Xiaotang tremble in their souls almost at the same time.

"…what!"