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Wen Zezheng has never been to the program group since that substitute class.

It wasn't that he deliberately avoided Rong Yuheng, but that Ke Ting didn't give him a chance. Ke Ting's tour has just come to an end, and there will be plenty of time to participate in the recording of the show.

Rong Yuheng's daily life is as usual. He learns to dance with Huang Jianing and Zou Yi, sings with Pu Zai Xidan, and raps Bianchen's rap by the way, and occasionally touches Zhou Shubai, who is trembling all day long.

The posture is comfortable and not like a mortal person.

This ordinary and compact routine ended with a phone call from the broker Xu Sun.

Xu Sun’s phone call happened to be the night before the promotion, and the voice on the phone was violent.

"Xiao Rong, perform well in the promotion competition tomorrow. I have given you a spot for variety show. You know, "A Guest From Afar", what a hot variety show! There is a half-hour session that requires someone to go through the show. , Although the weight is not heavy, there is a lens at any rate, which is especially suitable for you."

Rong Yuheng had heard of this variety show before. One of his brothers on the road especially liked a resident female guest named Ju Ziyi. He often went to the show crew and squatted. The degree of shamelessness was simply outrageous.

Thinking about it this way, he was quite looking forward to going to the show crew to capture this scene with his own eyes.

Rong Yuheng said, "Thank you, Brother Sun, I will cheer and strive for extraordinary performance."

Xu Sun's voice hesitated for a moment, and then the noise mixed with electric current came through the microphone, which seemed a little weak.

"...Just play normally."

Rong Yuheng, "Good."

The second day is the promotion match.

It's still the same time and the same place, but compared to the last time, there are fewer companions.

Thinking that five more members will be eliminated after this promotion, it is inevitable that those who are ranked first or second will feel a little frustrated.

Zhou Shubai hadn't spoken since the moment he got on the bus. No matter how many flowers Rong Yuheng gave him, he couldn't change his usual smile that shone with the brilliance of the bourgeoisie.

After trying to no avail, he categorically gave up, only reached out and hugged the former, trying to melt his frozen heart with fiery love.

Knowing the cause and effect, Zou Yi couldn't help sighing, "Fortunately, my family members don't oppose me, and even if they oppose me, they can't stop me."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shubai felt even more sad.

Zou Yi, "But your brother is too exaggerated. He also brought bodyguards into the program group to catch people. What kind of way is this the boss?"

Pu Zaixi answered, "It's okay, if you want to say exaggeration, Shubai was also exaggerated at the beginning, and he is a living person who can't eat fireworks in the world." He said that he sincerely praised, "It's really not that a family does not have one Home..."

Rong Yuheng, "..." Well, let alone, he felt that Zhou Shubai's sorrow was about to flow upstream into the Yarlung Zangbo River.

The chattering of a few people ended up at the moment when the bus arrived at the TV station. A group of people got out of the car and went to the dressing room together.

There were other celebrities on the TV station to record the show. The students were so excited when they met along the way. One of the celebrities greeted Shan Qi when they saw Shan Qi.

Pu Zaixi caught the flash of gossip in Rong Yuheng's eyes, and said in a low voice, "It seems that there are people in Brother Xiaoqi's family who are in a circle, so he knows a lot of people."

Rong Yuheng nodded, "At first glance, Brother Xiao Qi sprouted under the influence of art."

Pu Zaixi was already surprised by his wonderful words, after all, he can blossom himself, but it is nothing for others to sprout.

After entering the dressing room, everyone waited for the makeup in the order of appearance.

Rong Yuheng drew No. 13 again this time, and he was already numb.

The player in front was putting on make-up, so he went outside to practice first. Xu Sun told him that he should work hard in this promotion and don't perform supernormally.

He has to practice how to play less supernormal.

The shoulder injury is not completely healed, but it is not serious, and it can be overcome with a little tolerance. Rong Yuheng practiced against the large reflective glass for a while, tilting his head to wink at himself, and saw a person turning out of the corridor behind him.

Rong Yuheng was stunned for a moment, then stopped practicing and turned back.

"Ms. Wen?"

Wen Zezhen walked step by step from behind, his face was plain, he nodded, "Practicing?"

Rong Yuheng gave an "um" and asked again, "Why are you here?"

"I happened to have a job here in the afternoon. I heard that you guys are playing in the morning, so come here early to take a look.

Rong Yuheng smiled at once, his eyes gleaming, "I thought that Teacher Wen came to see me specially."

Wen Zezong's eyes flashed, a little vacant. He didn't really come to see Rong Yuheng. He came to see all the students, but there was no denying that the person he wanted to see most was Rong Yuheng.

No one can resist unknown surprises.

Rong Yuheng is like a gift box, every time you open it, you can be full of joy.

Wen Zezhen paused, "I look forward to your performance too."

Rong Yuheng originally said casually, the former character, even if he said "no", it was nothing, but he did not expect that he would say such words of encouragement.

Rong Yuheng was instantly inspired.

Adhering to the principle of reciprocating love, he raised his hands high and compared his heart to the top of his head. The wide cuffs collapsed from his arms, revealing the beautifully-lined arms.

"Ms. Wen, do you know what this is?"

Wen Zezong said, "It's a heartwarming."

The corners of Rong Yuheng's mouth curled up, "This is my first heart, which is called ‘early heart’ for short. My original heart is now yours."

Wen Zezong, "..." Boom!

He licked his dry lips, and was about to say something when he was interrupted by a voice coming from behind him.

"Yuheng, it's almost time for you to put on makeup-eh, Mr. Wen is there too?" A head suddenly appeared at the corridor. Pu Zaixi was taken aback when he saw Wen Zezong, and then said, "Mr. Wen, I will take Yu Hang out for a while!"

Wen Zizhang's heartbeat hasn't slowed down, and he suddenly felt subtle when he heard these words: take it away, take it away, why is it called "borrow away"?

But Rong Yuheng and Pu Zaixi didn't seem to care about this issue at all. The former put down their "initial intentions" and waved at him, "I'm leaving."

Wen Zexuan nodded in response to the approval, "Go ahead."

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared in the corner of the corridor that Wen Zezhen breathed out—

Mom, why is Rong Yuheng teasing him all day long.

Rong Yuheng followed Pu Zaixi back to the dressing room. The last time Miss Qi Ling was still there, she ran over when she saw him, "I'll make it for you!"

Rong Yuheng waved his tail happily, "Okay, okay!"

Pu Zaixi is in a complicated mood. He has a hunch that Rong Yuheng might become a friend of women.

Qi Ling’s hobby is P drawing painting. Rong Yuheng said that she wanted to draw a small peach blossom under the corner of her eye. She agreed without hesitation, and the drawing was handy. She liked Rong Yuheng so much, she was so good-looking and funny. People are happy.

When Qi Ling painted peach blossoms for him, he was as meticulous as he was glazing porcelain.

After she finished painting, she was eager to try, "My sister will put some gold powder on you!"

Rong Yuheng cheered, "I am the brightest cub under my sister!"

Then the two danced together, "Yeah yeah!"

Bian Chen, who passed by the second time, couldn't bear it, "Rong Yuheng, are you stupid?"

Rong Yuheng turned his head, "My sister drew him shit."

Qi Ling, "Okay~"

Bian Chen exploded his hair, "Rong Yuheng, get out of here!"

Rong Yuheng, "KeKeKeKeKe...!"

The next step after putting on makeup is waiting to play.

Rong Yuheng slid around the backstage and saw Wen Zezong again. The latter and Ke Ting were sitting in the corner, not knowing what they were talking about. He glanced at him as he was about to leave, and Wen Zezhen suddenly raised his head and met him.

Ke Ting followed Wen Zezheng's gaze and saw that it was Rong Yuheng, he smiled and waved.

Rong Yuheng ran over, "Mr. Ke, Ms. Wen."

Ke Ting looked at him, "Are you ready?"

Rong Yuheng said, "It's okay."

Ke Ting also didn't know if he had watched the videotape of the program group. It was such a coincidence. He asked, "Is it just okay?"

Rong Yuheng, "Then it can be a little more than that."

Wen Zizong's ears burned up inexplicably, and he felt offended!

Fortunately, the two only chatted a few words before Rong Yuheng left. After he left, Ke Ting turned to Wen Zezhen, "Does Teacher Wen know what Xiao Rong will perform this time?"

Wen Zezhen shook his head.

Ke Ting seemed to think of some scene, and he laughed out loud, "Although they are not as good as Jianing, they are still quite cute."

Wen Zezhen didn't speak.

He thought, when is it not cute anymore.

In front of Rong Yuheng was Shan Qi. At this moment, the performance on stage had come to an end. Shan Qi's high voice penetrated the solid wall, bringing up a frenzied voice and screaming in the audience, drowning the surging enthusiasm.

On the judges' bench, Qiao Tan couldn't restrain the appreciation in his eyes. He smiled and said to Song Tang with his head turned, "The pressure on the next person to play is not small."

Song and Tang had read the sequence table. He shook his head at Qiao Tan and sold it off, "That's not necessarily true."

As the last syllable of Shan Qi dissipated above the stage, the stage lights went out, and the audience was still unable to calm down.

Then the audience listened to the host’s report, "Please ask contestant No. 13, Rong Yuheng!"

The auditorium, which had just cooled a little bit, boiled again in an instant.

"Rong Yuheng! Ahhhhh!"

A bunch of stage lights hit the center, Rong Yuheng was wearing a white shirt with wide sleeves, with two straight legs and a slender posture, standing in the center of the beam with the microphone in his hand.

The camera scanned his face and gave it a close-up. The beautiful and clear peach blossom eyes were full of stars, and the pink peach blossom under the corner of the eye was shining.

These details are not visible at the scene, but the audience watching the webcast is crazy.

"Ah ah ah ah, where did the little fox that came down the mountain turned into a human form!"

"God, there are really stars in my eyes! Saying that the opening is so quiet this time, are you going to sing seriously?"

"Peach blossoms are blooming right now, and I, Rong Gezi, will definitely commit peach blossoms this year!"

…

The Rongshi Group is still the familiar office, in front of the familiar big wooden table.

Two people are sitting this time.

Rong Tianshen and Rong Congyan were sitting side by side at the table. A computer was turned on, and Rong Yuheng's facial features were similar to them.

Rong Tianshen put on a stinky face and forced loudly, "I don't like to watch the whole flower, what it looks like!"

Rong Congyan couldn't help but vomit, "If you don't like it, click in, Dad, you are really a bit...ky."

Rong Tianshen, "What is ky?"

Rong Congyan felt the danger instinctively, and immediately said nonsense seriously, "It's a test, you are a test of Xiaoheng."

Rong Tianshen was skeptical, but he was quickly distracted.

On the screen, the camera zoomed out, and suddenly Rong Yuheng pointed his right hand to the top of his head, spreading out a sweet and bright smile.

"せーの—(Preparation

The barrage fell silent for a moment, and then flowed out with cheerful and lively music, and exploded once again.

"Love cycle!!"

"Damn it, so **** cute!"

Rong Congyan in front of the screen almost missed another breath. He took a quick glance at Rong Tianshen, and groped for the quick-acting heart-saving pill with one hand in the drawer...

Rong Yuheng walked to the front step by step from the center of the stage, reaching out his hand to interact with the audience.

"でもそんなんじゃ—±メ!

(But that won’t work)

もうそんなんじゃ—≯ラ!

(If that's the case, look at it)

Heart は Evolution するよ、もっともっと

(Really will evolve and keep on going

He sang while raising his hand to signal the audience to interact together. Most of the people were well versed in the rules of interaction of this song. At the last word, he called in unison and shouted, "もっともっと!"

At the end of the audience, the action was neat and uniform, and the atmosphere on the scene was so excited that they did not lose to Shan Qi who burned the sky in the previous game.

Qiao Tan exclaimed in the judges' bench, "Is this a two-dimensional culture?"

Jin Zhiyao couldn't restrain her urge to sing with her. She clenched her small fist, "This is the empathy of the same cultural circle!"

Qiao Tan is very meaningful, "Teacher Jin is very skilled."

Jin Zhiyao instantly closed his microphone, "..." was exposed, I lost it.

A song came to an end in the atmosphere of a happy call in the audience. Rong Congyan in front of the screen had already found the voting port expertly and began to study the barrage.

In the center of the screen, Rong Yuheng's last sentence, "巡り会えたことが幸せなの (The encounter with him makes me feel happy falls.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hands to the audience with a big heart-

"Please come and meet me!"

The audience, "Ahhhhhhhhh! Encounter soon!"

The loud noise on the field directly penetrated the stage and hit Wen Zezong backstage, "..."

Unhappy.

Rong Tianshen, who was just as unhappy as him, discarded the stability of being the chairman of the group, and yelled at the screen, "Huh! Encounter what happened, I yeah!"

Rong Congyan next to him remained motionless, imitating the tone of the girl in the rice circle, "papa" typing and sending out a barrage:

Rongrong is so cute! pick my peach blossom boy!

Rong Tianshen, "No posting!"

Rong Congyan: I also want to meet my little brother~ I want to fall in love~

Rong Tianshen couldn't believe it, "You are crazy, that's your brother!"

Rong Congyan looked numb, "I am not Rong Congyan now, and that is not my brother, I am just a barrage machine with no emotions."

"..."

The author has something to say: Rong Congyan: Tool man is a real hammer.

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezheng: No brains and unhappy.