Chapter 66: Diamond Hand Mack

Jing Liang refused him on the grounds that he had to go on a business trip, so he had to ask Jing Liang to send him back to the hotel.

Before getting off the bus, Xingchen Qi thought: "Since we are back to being good friends, you must remember to tell me before you make any major decisions in the future."

Like donating a kidney or something.

Jing Liang thought he was referring to going abroad, and smilingly agreed: "Yes, I will definitely tell you."

The weather is getting hot, Jing Liang wore a simple white shirt, a light soap scent, a clean and gentle smile.

Xingchen Qi suddenly understood why the original owner liked him -

This kind of person, who appeared in anyone's teenage years, should be admired, right?

He did not deserve to end up dying of a broken heart for love.

Xingchen Qi also patched: "If one day you meet the girl you want to tell me, although I do not have much experience in love, but can advise with you."

"...... I have no plans to fall in love for the time being." Jing Liang lowered his eyes, got out of the car first himself, and pulled open the door for Xingchen Qi.

"Thanks."

The better not to be moved, Xingchen Qi get out of the car, politely said: "This time is tight, did not have time to entertain you, wait back to H City and then invite you to play."

As he said that, he glanced over the road and saw a nanny car slowly coming. The license plate number is extremely familiar, he has sat twice.

It's Ye Bai's car!

...... Ye Bai, how can you finish work so early today? Did you have lunch or not? What kind of styling did you do? How far did the shooting go? Are you still going to the studio this afternoon ....... Xingchen Qi's mind instantly flashed with countless questions, and she couldn't help but stand on her tiptoes, glancing at the nanny car.

Jing Liang is opposite him, clearly catch Xingchen Qi eyes bright little fire and the corner of the lips can not hide the smile, the heart sank down, follow his line of sight backward look.

The nanny's car finally stopped at the parking space next to Jing Liang, and Ye Bai then got out. Looking up, her eyes inevitably collided with Jing Liang.

Both of them were stunned.

"You're back!"

At that moment, Xingchen Qi's voice broke the silence, with an upturned coda and a leap of faith that was hard to ignore.

Ye Bai was tired from the morning shoot, but when she heard the voice of her little fan, she was surprisingly relaxed. Nodding his head, he walked over to Xingchen Qi's side.

"...... Sorry I forgot to introduce, this is Jing Liang , my brother who I grew up playing with."

Xingchen Qi turned to Jing Liang, "This is my idol and good friend, Ye Bai. You may not know him since you've been abroad for a long time, but he's super, super, super... awesome!"

If time did not allow, Xingchen Qi could read a trillion "super" in one breath. Jing Liang's eyes darkened, his left hand on Xingchen Qi's shoulder, extending his right hand, "Hello, I've heard a lot about you."

"Hello." Ye Bai swept his eyes over Xingchen Qi's shoulder and took Jing Liang's hand.

The hotel is well closed, but it can't stop the paparazzi who are swarming around Ye Bai like flies. And Ye Bai and Jing Liang do not know each other, there is nothing to say. Xingchen Qi's shoulders pressed down, out of Jing Liang's reach, and said, "Then I'll go back to the hotel first, you drive safely."

Jing Liang, however, said, "I'll walk you up before you go."

"No. ......"

"Don't worry," Ye Bai said before Xingchen Qi could say no, "Xing Xing and I live across the hall, I'll just walk him to his room."

Jing Liang was silent for a few seconds and nodded, "Okay, please take care of Xing Xing during this time."

"No trouble, I was supposed to take care of him too."

After saying that, Ye Bai turned around and walked towards the hotel turnstile. Xingchen Qi and Jing Liang waved and followed in step.

It was not until the two figures disappeared from view that Jing Liang finally got into his car and left.

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Ye Bai walked very fast, Xingchen Qi's legs were not as long as his, so he could only follow him at a trot.

When they got on the elevator, Ye Bai stood on the right side, Xingchen Qi took a step to the right and asked in a low voice, "Did you have lunch?"

"I ate," Ye Bai's voice didn't rise and fall, "in the cafeteria."

"Ohhhh, just have dinner."

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No, not a cold face, he looks ...... Seems not too happy look.

"Are you tired from the morning shoot?" Xingchen Qi guessed. Xingchen Qi guessed, "What time did you get there in the morning?"

"Not tired, almost seven o'clock."

"It's so early. ...... Catch up on your sleep if you don't go to the studio this afternoon."

Ye Bai said "hmm". Just as the elevator door opened, Ye Bai took out today's milk from his pocket.

Strawberry flavor - afraid that little fans always drink a flavor will get bored, he specially let Lun A pick a different flavor.

Xingchen Qi blinked and took the milk. The two said goodbye and swiped their respective cards to go back to their rooms.

Closing the door, Ye Bai ripped off his suit jacket and casually flung it onto the couch. He finds water and takes a few sips, then takes out his phone to check his messages.

WeChat shows dozens of unread messages. There are group chats, concerns from his "family" in this time and space, work alerts for tomorrow, and pleasantries from "friends" and various partners.

He scanned it hastily, but was in no mood to reply.

The hand of Jing Liang on the shoulder of a small fan and the words "Please take care of Xing Xing" kept flashing in front of my eyes.

It sounds as if he and his little fan are intimate and he is an outsider.

It makes people very uncomfortable.

Ye Bai tossed the phone aside and leaned heavily on the back of the chair with a muffled "thud".

When he first wore to this space - let's call it a space - he did not know what was happening to him.

Until after several inquiries and probes, he found that everyone here has a track of action to follow, a series of events are pushing him in a fixed direction. It reminds him of the real life, Barbara often chanted "through the book text".

He realized that he and the protagonist of the "through the book article", also penetrated into a book.

Not knowing what opportunity led him to wear this book, and not knowing exactly what the plot was, he groped his way forward step by step, cautiously engaging with the stereotypical characters in the book, physically and mentally.

Only a small fan, can make him feel fresh, vivid and easy to get along with.

It's even a little ...... Cute.

So cute that I can't help but want to meet all the requirements of the little fans and want to be good and good again to them.

However, Jing Liang's appearance today reminded him that even if he is cute, a little fan is just a character.

A piece of paper shaped by the author to play a specific role.

Jing Liang, on the other hand, was originally the bamboo horse of a small fan. The two grew up together, and the traces of each other were drawn all over their growth path.

He was a latecomer.

Yes, he is indeed an outsider.

Thinking about this, Ye Bai became even more irritated.

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Four days of vacation soon passed, Yuyang Zheng, Qin Wei and Jiayi Chen officially returned to the group.

Immediately after the theme song filming is over, we will enter the real competition. In other words, starting from the next round, "My Time" will open a cruel elimination mechanism, and the underachieving practitioners will leave the stage.

On the eve of the recording, the writer-director held a routine process meeting. When Xingchen Qi and Jiayi Chen entered the meeting room, they were stunned for a second when they saw the person standing in front of the whiteboard.

"Hello five instructors, my name is Zi Lei, I am the choreographer of the replacement class, and I will start the process meeting with you guys today."

"Where's the original choreographer?" Yuyang Zheng was curious, "Is he sick?"

"...... He had a slight incident and is under suspension for review," Zi Lei said, "but the project is something we did together, I will not get the process wrong, so don't worry."

All five of them said it was okay and took their seats. As a result, what Zi Lei said next made them perceive a subtle taste.

"Some time ago, the director Sun should have told you that there are three contestants who need special care, thank you for your cooperation. But from the next round, there is no need to take care of them, let's just judge according to the judging criteria set by the evaluation."

Yuyang Zheng : "OK."

"So below, I'll introduce you to the rules of the first round of competition. The first round of the competition is in the form of group PK - eighty-eight participants are divided into twelve teams, and each two teams perform the same song. The audience will vote for the winning team, and each member of the winning team will receive 30,000 incentive points."

"When all teams have finished performing, the net score plus the current incentive score will be the final total score of the participants. Participants whose total score ranks 67th and below are declared eliminated. The remaining 66 contestants will automatically advance to the next round of competition."

When he heard the word "elimination", Xingchen Qi's head buzzed. There were 22 people to be eliminated in this round, and needless to say, Class F definitely accounted for the majority.

And F a total of 24 people ...... The equivalent of a collective reunion.

Although he had not spent much time with these teenagers, he would have been sad to see them go.

He has to set a training plan to try to stay a few.

Zi Lei then went on to talk about the dos and don'ts, the song selection of the program, and so on. Xingchen Qi listened to the key points and thought carefully about how to improve the level of the F class students in a short time.

After the meeting ended in twenty minutes, Xingchen Qi sent a message to Qian Wu to gather everyone in class F to the practice room, and then dialed Yunxiao Qi's phone number.

Just now at the meeting, Yuyang Zheng and others wondered why East Orange suddenly abandoned the backroom operation, and he was able to guess.

Eighty percent of them were made by his elder brother.

"Duh-duh-duh-"

After two blind tones, Yunxiao Qi answered: " Xing Xing, you want to ask about East Orange?"

Xingchen Qi "hmmm" said.

"The president of East Orange is a friend of mine, and I've asked him to check out the entire process. Next, you can judge how to judge, no one dares to question the evaluation you give - remember, no personal feelings, make sure to keep it fair, these children are not easy."

It's no surprise that Yunxiao Qi would say something like this, Xingchen Qi, his family is so kind.

He solemnly replied, "I am clear brother, I am also a trainee, I will not intentionally cut off their future."

"I know you won't do that, just a command, don't worry about it ...... By the way."

Yunxiao Qi suddenly remembered, "next week the manager of the diamond mine back home to do some personal business, by the way to find you debriefing. I asked him to take the diamonds mined in the past six months, find a microphone manufacturer to make you a special hand microphone with diamonds. After you get to try how good it works, not good enough to rework."

Diamonds? Diamonds mined in the last six months? Diamond studded hand mike?

Xingchen Qi's head rattled even more, and immediately asked, "Brother, can you tell me how many diamonds there are in total?"

"Not much, more than three carats about twenty, more than two carats about thirty, the rest of the small broken diamonds can not be counted, two hundred like it. You take to play, play tired of there are colored diamonds, feel free to change."

Xingchen Qi : "......"

You made a microphone with over 200 diamonds and asked me to hold it for fun?

What will the audience think of me then? A shiny boy with a hand mic full of diamonds?

Xingchen Qi once again experienced the suffocating sensation of Sabine's oxygen intake.