After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

After returning to China, the most important thing for Song Shengshi was to find samples.

Although he was asked to come and find it, Xu Mo arranged him to be in a program crew with almost completely closed shooting.

This shows that there must be at least two forces in the country that have set their sights on him.

His purpose in returning to the country was not to find the location of the sample, but to serve as bait.

Once the news gets out, any action taken by one party will be exposed under the eyes of those who have been paying attention to him.

On the first night of the official start of filming, Song Shengshi contacted Xu Mo's contact in China, who was director Ji Yue's second brother Ji Nan, who was also the producer of the program.

"I didn't expect that both brother and sister are engaged in the entertainment industry." Song Shengshi handed over the name tag Xu Mo gave him to prove his identity and sighed at the same time.

He thought of Song Qingyue studying alone in England.

It seems like I haven't called her for a long time...

"No, my major is business administration, and my brother studied administrative management." Ji Yue denied.

"Oh? Then this show..." Song Shengshi said in surprise.

"It's enough as long as the money is in place..." Ji Nan interrupted Song Shengshi impatiently. He really looked down on Song Shengshi, although he heard from Ji Yue that the current instructor of the life science group was recruited by him.

But this doesn’t mean anything, it just means that he has good connections.

Why does Sister Mo value him so much and ask him to take care of him when necessary and not let him get hurt?

"You have to keep an eye on him. Don't let anything unexpected happen to him. He is on the side of the 'big boss'. Those people have been itching to make a move for so long, they will definitely make a move."

Just him? Ji Nan looked Song Shengshi up and down.

Apart from looking more stable than his peers, he is a total silent person. He looks quiet and gentle. There is nothing special about him.

"Do you know what you are going to do now?" Ji Nan asked.

"I don't know. You didn't tell me." Song Shengshi shook his head. What else could he do while filming the show here except observing the people around him.

Xu Ruotang's behavior was quite obvious, so Song Shengshi directly satisfied her purpose and put her in the same group with him, so that it would be convenient for him to actively observe her abnormal situation.

"You have to observe the people around you and see if there is any abnormal behavior. Then find a way to pass the information to me, or Ji Yue. Be careful not to make too much fuss." Ji Nan instructed, and seeing that the time was almost up, he let Song Shengshi go.

Because the first report has not started yet, all the guests are staying in the most common 8-person room with bunk beds, one for men and one for women.

After washing up, Song Shengshi went back and sorted out his things. Then he locked his suitcase and took his laptop and cell phone to the restaurant area.

It was past dinner time and the restaurant area was empty.

Song Shengshi turned on the lights, opened his laptop, and prepared for the collective report the next day.

On the first day, we learned some laboratory safety operations. Song Shengshi sorted and summarized them briefly, made a simple PPT and everything was ready.

Since there was still time and he didn't want to go back to the dormitory, Song Shengshi stayed in the restaurant and called Song Qingyue.

It was midnight in the UK. When the video was connected, a haggard and tired face appeared in the camera.

"Wow!"

"Oh?"

Both of them seemed frightened by the state of the person on the other side of the screen.

"Brother, do you know what you look like now?" Song Qingyue forced a smile.

"It's like the unlucky and gloomy feeling that your wife has been away from home for half a month and half of the electrical appliances in the house are broken. Who has offended you?" Seeing her brother's miserable life, Song Qingyue's tone was inexplicably upbeat.

Song Shengshi was not annoyed and rubbed his sore forehead.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm an idol, how can I have a wife? I'm going back to my country to record a show now. I'm a little tired."

"Without a wife, does that mean you can have a husband?" Song Qingyue's eyes lit up, and she talked about some special rainbow culture in Britain for a long time, which made Song Shengshi blush.

Because there is indeed...

We have done that kind of thing, so it can be considered a kind of intimacy...

But what should we do when there are nearly 10 such intimate relationships at the same time?

"Stop talking nonsense. You don't look well. You look like all your energy has been drained away." Song Shengshi stopped Song Qingyue from talking nonsense and began to care about her condition.

"Oh, don't mention it. I have to hand in three final papers the day after tomorrow. I'm challenging myself to write one a day and create miracles..."

"Oh? What's the topic? Send it over and see if I can help you."

"Brother! Is it so good?!"

"Hmm? Living alone in a foreign country is really hard, so if I can make it a little easier for you, it would be a good thing, right?"

……

Song Shengshi quickly helped Song Qingyue compile a review of miscellaneous subjects, and hung up the phone when Song Qingyue looked grateful.

The surroundings fell into silence again.

Song Shengshi looked up at the restaurant's ceiling lights illuminating the large space around it.

The lights in the restaurant and the gym were kept on all night because the production team wanted them to create the illusion of discussing hard work all night in these places.

But it’s only the first day, and the audience is not stupid to run around these two places and perform all night on the first day.

So now in the restaurant, besides Song Shengshi who occupied a corner and Song Qingyue just called, there was also...

There was also Ye Chenyi sitting on the other side who treated the audience as fools.

There was a headband tied on her forehead, and her hairstyle was so exquisite that it looked like the ones in a wig shop.

Then he sat in the position closest to the camera and showed the camera the high-concentration coffee liquid, notebook, pen, etc. that he had prepared.

"I'm going to work all night tonight and try to perform well in tomorrow's report. Fighting!" He made a cute expression to the camera.

Song Shengshi's fists were a little hard, and he had the urge to punch Ye Chenyi twice when he spoke to the camera in a choked voice.

Trying to calm himself, Song Shengshi stared at his phone hesitantly for a while.

Finally, he made up his mind, took a deep breath, and made a video call to Hong Zhixiu.

After all, I didn’t dare to contact my first and second brothers right now, so I chose the more stable Joshua to call.

The video call was immediately connected, and Hong Zhixiu's pretty and delicate face appeared on the screen.

"Brother..." Song Shengshi said timidly in a low voice.

"Hmm? What's up, Shengshi?" Hong Zhixiu replied in a voice so gentle that it could squeeze water out of it.

"sorry."

"It's okay. We are not angry anymore." Although Hong Zhixiu had a sweet voice, his tone was a little light. He almost responded to every sentence Song Shengshi said, giving Song Shengshi a feeling that the relationship between the two of them had suddenly become unfamiliar.

"I miss you guys a little." Song Shengshi felt a little aggrieved and decided to use his ultimate move.

"Well..." Hong Zhixiu's voice wavered a little, but he quickly stabilized it - "We miss you too."

"Why..." Song Shengshi was a little discouraged and wanted to continue asking, but a white hand gently rested on his shoulder, and then Song Shengshi smelled the fragrance of shower gel.

Xu Ruotang came to his side at some point, wearing silk pajamas, with her hands on Song Shengshi's shoulders, and lowered her head to the side of Song Shengshi's face to look at the side of the phone screen.

"Hello, I'm Xu Ruotang, Shengshi's teammate on the show..."

Bang—the sound of something breaking came from the phone.