The reborn top idol

Chapter 34 Bullying

"If you want to put your things on it, buy yourself a table, otherwise it will be piled at the foot of the bed!"

Wu Mengyue said unceremoniously.

Sun Qiqi had no choice but to take away his schoolbag and personal belongings from the table and put them on the ground temporarily.

He didn't expect this elder brother to be so difficult to get along with, and he felt a little bitter.

Wu Mengyue went to check the wardrobe again, and when she saw a lot of clothes she had never seen hanging in it, she became even more furious.

He was afraid that his teammates would hear him, so he closed the door, then turned around and started roaring.

"Take out your clothes! This wardrobe is mine, your clothes are not allowed to be hung here!"

Sun Qiqi looked at the room where there was no room to put clothes, and felt like crying.

"So, where do I put my clothes?"

"I don't care where you put them? If you want to hang your clothes, buy your own wardrobe, otherwise they will be piled on the bed!"

Wu Mengyue took his clothes out of the closet one by one and threw them on him.

"Put it wherever you like, but you can't put it on my property!"

There was obviously room in the closet, but he just didn't want to give it to Sun Qiqi.

Sun Qiqi was caught off guard and was hit in the face by clothes. He managed to catch it, but he still couldn't hold a few items safely and fell to the ground.

Wu Mengyue didn't care and kept taking it out.

The little rabbit, who was originally shy, almost cried while hugging his clothes.

——Tuk-tuk-tuk, someone knocks on the door.

Wu Mengyue paused and closed the closet.

As if changing his face, he showed a smile and went over to open the door.

"Yuan'er? Is something wrong?"

"Ah."

Su Yuan saw Sun Qiqi with his hands full of clothes at a glance, standing in the middle of the room with a red face, asking whether to cry or not.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Oh, it's okay. We are organizing the wardrobe to see how to store it more appropriately."

Wu Mengyue looked back at Sun Qiqi and winked at him.

Under his lustful power, Sun Qiqi didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction at all, he just lowered his head with red eyes.

Whispered: "Yes, yes."

Su Yuan now understands that Wu is not a good person.

This person does better than anyone else on the surface, but it's not like he has never bullied others secretly.

He wanted to break up with this guy directly and warn him not to bully his teammates.

But he hasn't made his debut yet, and the man named Wu has the support of his uncle, the actor, behind him. If there is any conspiracy...

He sighed secretly and pushed a simple clothes drying rack from behind, which could hang a lot of clothes on it.

"I was just about to talk to you about this. I'm afraid that the wardrobe in your room is not enough. This is left by a former trainee. Use it to hang clothes for Qiqi."

Sun Qiqi's eyes widened in an instant, and he was so happy that he almost cried.

"Thank you, thank you Brother Su Yuan!"

Wu Mengyue smiled bitterly, "That's fine."

Su Yuan helped the aggrieved little rabbit to hang the clothes one by one on the simple clothes drying rack, push them to the corner of the room and put them away.

"Let's use it this way for the time being. In a few days, ask the assistant brother to come over and see if there is anything else that needs to be added to the dormitory. Ask them to buy it as well."

Sun Qiqi didn't understand this and thought he had to buy it himself.

In the past, the furniture in the dormitory was already there and shared by everyone. Who would have thought that he would not be allowed to use it here?

He was just a freshman in high school, and he didn't have enough pocket money. He was worried about where he would get the money to buy a wardrobe.

When he heard that Su Yuan had made arrangements, a big stone fell in his heart, and he became even more grateful.

"Ok!"

"If you need anything from Qiqi, you must tell me, otherwise others won't know what you think."

Su Yuan rubbed the little rabbit's head.

"Oh!"

Sun Qiqi was so grateful that he kept nodding his head, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Wu Mengyue saw that they were ignoring her and talking about her, and she felt an evil fire in her heart.

Su Yuan walked around in each room again and saw that his teammates were all harmonious.

Chu Qianmian and Jin Minghe had already made their beds and were already discussing singing skills.

The two of them were making various throat-training sounds like ahhhhhh, cooing, cooing, and whining, which sounded like birdsong and an alarm.

Fang Yinghao and Lin Qiaoxi were also chatting animatedly in English, probably talking about the delicacies they had eaten and how they tasted.

He glanced at the door and returned to his room.

Xu Yanbo was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone. When he saw Su Yuan come in, he held his stomach and screamed.

"Ah, I'm so hungry! Brother, do you want to order takeout?"

It was already too late to go to the company canteen for dinner at this point, and he was too lazy to cook it himself. Su Yuan thought about it.

"How about we go out to eat hot pot? I know a store that has a large amount and is cheap."

"Okay!"

Xu Yanbo stood up in a flash, "Let's go! Let's go!"

Su Yuan thought that since he was the boss, it was appropriate for him to spend some money to treat everyone to a meal to celebrate the housewarming.

I took out my mobile phone and checked my balance. It was barely enough for one meal, and at worst, I would have to go to the cafeteria next month.

Xu Yanbo shouted in the living room, and everyone came out immediately.

"Eat hot pot? Okay, okay!"

The hot pot restaurant is located in the alley 50 meters outside the community. The store is small, but the business is good and it is full of people.

As soon as the eight people entered the store, several young boys and girls picked up their mobile phones and blatantly took pictures.

Presumably they are fans of the company and family who often stay nearby.

The girls looked excitedly at the faces of the eight people and whispered:

"Is this an extremely stupid boy band? They haven't debuted yet, right?"

"It should be the new group planned this year! Is the one in the middle the beautiful Su?"

"Yes, that's him! He's so handsome, help! Why is he so good-looking! Several of my friends are fans of him! When will they debut!"

"Why haven't I seen that tall guy before? Wow, he looks so cool!"

"Hey, Mr. Jin actually came to eat hot pot today. Did I read that right? He never eats out!"

"Look at that beautiful little cutie, his surname is Lin, he's a little returnee from overseas!"

"When will this group debut? Because of their good looks, I have decided to join the support club!"

These family fans have long known all the famous trainees.

There are even people who compile various information, such as who has what habits, who has what background, etc. They are simply better than the paparazzi.

This was the reason why Su Yuan didn't like to go out to eat in the past.

He has already established himself before he debuted, and there are many people taking secret photos of him.

There are websites that collect photos of him without makeup and secretly publish photo albums to sell them for money.

Last time he had a good meal at a noodle shop. When he looked up, the camera of a station guy almost hit his bowl.

He was so frightened that he dropped his chopsticks, made all the other students present laugh until they died, and became a joke among the trainees.

However, now Su Yuan still cherishes the opportunity to go out to eat. After his debut, he is afraid that he will be too busy to have time.

The owner of the hot pot restaurant came up to him and greeted him warmly:

"Welcome! You're a trainee kid, you're so good-looking! Want to eat hot pot? Come this way."

He probably knew that he was afraid of being disturbed during these exercises, so he led them to sit in a corner.

There's a partition there that blocks most of the view.

There are still many old posters posted on the wall in the corner. They are some years old and still have signatures on them.