It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

At a past ten o'clock, other popular players on the ninth floor also got up, and the training room was full of figures sweating.

In room 908, Bai Yang's expression was dull and his eyes were numb.

Shi Cheng was already in her ear, explaining without repetition the benefits of their first stage collaboration for half an hour.

He continued talking without stopping.

"Your voice is very powerful, and my Chinese style dance is rich in emotion."

"One plus one is greater than two!"

"Just think about it, when I spin and jump, you sing with a melodious voice."

"The most important thing is the sense of image."

"That's it...that way..."

Baiyang couldn't bear it anymore, so he held up the sofa pillow and pressed it on Shi Cheng's mouth.

"Do you know that I can sing Chinese folk songs?"

"You're still being dramatic, why don't you let me play gongs and drums by the way?"

Shi Cheng was taken out of his "own world" by Bai Yang, and he was a little scared when he saw Bai Yang running away.

"It's not impossible..."

Baiyang seems to have a cold and well-behaved personality, but he didn't expect to be the leader of the group!

Be fierce and poke his cuteness inexplicably!

"Xiao Yangyang, just agree~"

Shi Cheng did not block Baiyang's "attack", rarely "breathing", and continued to "be mean"!

Baiyang: If I don't agree, the program team will cut it as they please, and "this young master" will suffer all this time in vain!

"You better be reliable!"

Baiyang gritted his teeth and said, it was a compromise.

Upon hearing this, Shi Cheng was happy.

Jumping up from the sofa, he grabbed Baiyang's claws and shook them.

"A handshake as proof!"

The shots in Shi Cheng's room were not "wasted", and the program team was very satisfied with what they got.

After relaxing his muscles and bones, Shi Cheng stood up and said, "I'll go find the manager to see if there are any other training rooms available."

After saying that, he stood up and rushed out when Baiyang slowly raised his head.

Zheng Heng had just been busy checking in the players and finally took a breather.

I saw the most popular player in this competition running out of the escalator and running towards me.

Fans with "high-definition cannons" outside the door suddenly started screaming.

A few sharp words of "Shi Cheng" passed through hundreds of meters of hot air, passed through the revolving door, and broke in.

Zheng Heng hurriedly came out to greet him, "Excuse me..."

Shi Cheng is an impatient person and always makes requests directly, "Is there a dance training room for two people alone? I want to use it."

Zheng Heng was a little confused.

The program team has stipulated that the space on the seventh to ninth floors can be used by these [-] people.

If there are no arrangements from "above" in other places, it will be difficult for him to do it!

Shi Cheng also knew that it would definitely not be possible to approach the program team directly, so he went to the manager to resolve it first.

The girl at the front desk was a huge fan of Shi Cheng, and her face turned red when she came into contact with the idol up close.

"Brother Cheng, are you going to rehearse the show?"

Zheng Heng was worried that the little receptionist was messing around, and wanted to ask for information about another contestant, and then asked the program team for instructions, "Who is the other contestant?"

"Bai Yang." Shi Cheng replied in a confused tone.

Zheng Heng just wanted to say, "Wait a minute, let me ask for instructions."

The next second, when the words came to his lips, he turned around and said, "Wait a minute, I... will make arrangements."

Type messages quickly on your phone.

"Master, Shi Shi wants to have a separate training room with you. What do you mean?"

Baiyang waited for Zheng Heng's news for a while, then slowly typed "Just look at the arrangements."

Zheng Heng went through it in his mind and found that there was only a dedicated dance training room on the twelfth floor.

Continue typing, "Only 12B is left free."

Baiyang touched his trouser pocket, and there was a '12A' room card inside.

After thinking for a while, he replied: "Just stay in 12A. Tell him that I have booked an extra room."

Zheng Heng replied with a brightly colored "Received.JPG"

Putting down his cell phone, Zheng Heng said in a neither humble nor condescending tone: "Player Shi, Player Bai has already opened a presidential suite on the 12th floor, with a separate training room inside."

After saying this, Shi Cheng went through the sentence three times in his mind, "Presidential Suite!"

Pretend to be calm, Shi Cheng, you haven't seen any big scenes!

Shi Cheng bit his lip and asked, "How much does the presidential suite cost per night?"

Zheng Heng's expression remained unchanged, "Contestant Bai's room is priced at 8 per night, and the other three rooms are priced at 5 per night."

"But doesn't Baiyang live in 909?" Shi Cheng didn't understand.

"No obstruction." Zheng Heng's answer was ambiguous.

After sending the person back to the elevator, the elevator door closed. Zheng Heng took out his mobile phone and said, "Master, the time contestant is up."

Baiyang: "Okay, I don't like cameras in the room."

Zheng Heng: "I promise to complete the mission."

On the ninth floor, Shi Cheng had to pass by the training room before returning to his room.

The camera crew happened to be recording in the training room. There was a row of tables in the training room, and everyone was engrossed in writing.

Director Zhou Ai waved to Shi Cheng.

"Classmate Shi Cheng, please call Bai Yang later and come over to sign the contract together."

Only then did Shi Cheng remember that this program was only "qualified" in a verbal sense, and there was still work to be done.

He nodded, his steps still a little unsteady.

Back in the room, Shi Cheng rushed forward and Baiyang quickly turned over and left the sofa.

"Ouch!"

Shi Cheng bumped into the sofa with tears in his eyes.

"What are you doing!"

Baiyang spoke angrily, sighing in his heart, the original owner had to be very skilled to avoid it!

"I haven't been to the presidential suite yet. The wealthy people are so excited!"

Shi Cheng pretended to be shy and his eyes kept firing.

"Be normal." Baiyang took three steps back.

"Here~" Shi Cheng raised his head, "The emperor's veil."

After walking out of the room and passing the training room, Shi Cheng remembered the business.

"The director team just asked us to sign the contract."

Bai Yang looked at the "serious" Shi Cheng, sighed, and walked into the training room first.

There are many contestants on this show.

Life is not easy, the little sheep sighed!

Zhou Gai had been busy all morning and suddenly raised his head to meet Baiyang's cold and noble face.

In an instant, other contestants with good looks suddenly lost their "color!"

She dared to use her 15 years of experience in the entertainment industry as a guarantee that this face is absolutely natural.

The voice became softer and Zhou Gai stood up.

"Player Bai Yang, player Shi Cheng, thank you for your hard work and sign the contract."

Some people are just born to eat this kind of rice, and even photographers can’t help but pay more attention to them.

As soon as Chen Qi read the contract, he looked up and saw Shi Cheng and Bai Yang returning.

Seeing four cameras surrounding the director and these two people, Chen Qi, knowing that he had to find the camera himself, stood up, picked up the contract, and walked to the center of the crowd.

"Director Zhou, there are some things I don't understand. Can I ask you for advice?"

When Chen Qi was a human being, he looked quite human.

Shi Cheng picked up the two contracts and dragged Bai Yang to the next table.

He has not forgotten that this person wants him to miss the opportunity to enjoy the "Presidential Suite" worth [-] yuan a night...

When Bai Yang was in good dubbing condition, he could record a work in one day, and he had already developed the ability to quickly review contracts.

He looked through the contract seemingly casually, but in fact he had roughly memorized the relevant regulations in his mind.

With a swipe of the pen, the two pens were placed on the table at the same time.

Although they were the last to come in, the two who signed the contract the fastest came and left in a hurry.

Chi Rijin was a little confused, "Why don't Shishen and Brother Sihai have to read the contract?"

"Maybe the company has checked it out!"

There was some commotion in the crowd.

Qin Yao quietly pointed at Chen Qi, who was still acting like a good baby in front of the camera, and whispered: "It's really ugly."