Diary of a male god

The new group was named vry.

The company has prepared everything for the launch of the new group. Although Tang Lingsu suddenly joined, the preparations are still going on in an orderly manner.Tang Nanshen himself did not disappoint, both singing and dancing skills are not inferior to others, which disappointed the group of four who were planning to watch a good show.

"What...he is obviously an uncle, and it is said that he has only trained for about two months. Huhu...you can jump to this level..."

Qiu Chengzhi panted fiercely, and sweat flowed down his full forehead like a stream.Looking at the calm and composed Tang Nanshen again, his expression was extraordinarily complicated.

"Physical, physical strength is really good..." Lu Minghui was so tired that he was lying on the floor of the practice room.

"Get up," Tang Lingsu looked at the four staggering people, and couldn't help but go up and lift them up one by one from the ground, "After strenuous exercise, you can't rest immediately. Is this common sense?"

"Tch, it really is uncle, so long-winded..." Rong Kui curled his lips, but still accepted Tang Nanshen's kindness.

"Well, let's get to know each other..." Fang Chen stretched out his hand and introduced himself, "I'm Fang Chen, from Yangcheng. The red-haired one is Qiu Chengzhi, you can call him Cheng Zi. That pretty little girl is called Rong Kui, we all call him Little Sunflower. The baby face in your hand is the youngest among us, Lu Minghui..."

"Wait, you big head, who the hell looks like a little girl, please explain it to me!!!"

As soon as Rong Kui heard the words "little girl", his hair exploded immediately, and with his remaining courage, he threw Fang Chen, who was too tired to stand still, to the ground.Fang Chen struggled to get up, Rong Kui pressed his arms and legs and pressed him to the ground, and the two became tumbling and entangled...

Tang Lingsu looked at the two people in shock, and couldn't help but ask, "Um, are they all right?"

"It's okay, they'll be fine in a while." Qiu Chengzhi stroked his wet red hair, and squinted his eyes in discomfort, "I'll take a bath first, uncle, do you want to come together?"

"Ah."

"Wait, I'll go too..." Lu Minghui carried a towel and followed him out.

——It’s like this in broad daylight... Modern people are really open...

Thinking of this, Tang Lingsu, who was walking at the end, couldn't help but shook his head, and closed the door of the practice room for them intimately.

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The members of vry have confirmed that Tang Lingsu can't live at home like before.So one day, when he checked into the company's dormitory with his big bags and small bags, he was shocked by the other four young men.

——It’s okay to move, why are there planes, axes, and saws in this box! ! !

Being stared at with the eyes of a perverted murderer, even Tang Nanshen has a good heart, and he is somewhat uncomfortable.So he took out a handful of semi-finished products that were about to be completed and showed them to reassure them.

This is a weapon of a certain super popular anime character. It looks like a very cool giant|cannon. Not to mention the huge size, the workmanship is also very fine, and the degree of restoration even exceeds the original in the anime.In the plot of the original work, the giant cannon carried by the protagonist can be transformed into a super-large machine gun with three consecutive rotations.And the most jaw-dropping thing about this wooden model is that it has completely restored this feature!

When Tang Nanshen pressed the mechanism to let the 1:1 model undergo a super cool transformation, the four young people's eyes widened in amazement.That expression was like seeing God.

"This thing is actually made of wood?!"

Qiu Chengzhi exclaimed in disbelief. If some places hadn't been painted, he would have thought it was really a metal product.

"Do you think you can handle metal products?" Rong Kui unceremoniously despised Hongmao's IQ.But for Tang Nanshen's craftsmanship, he can only marvel.

Lu Minghui even dropped the potato chips from his mouth in surprise: "Uncle, you are not a carpenter, are you?"

"Just to make some change." Tang Lingsu said, taking the model back and putting it away.He has no intention of giving up his little Taobao store.Through Taobao before, I finally saved enough money to make the organ Feiyuan, so that I can quickly and silently travel between my home and the city zoo every night.But the structure of the little pig is too complicated, he still has to toss...

However, in the eyes of the four young people, his behavior seemed a bit unprofessional.But they just met each other not long ago, so it's hard to say anything.It's just that in my heart, I silently complained...

——What a strange uncle.

The new group is actively preparing for the battle, but it is also about to debut, but Angela is in dire straits.

President Yi's idea to Producer Xu was implemented, and that was the word "grind".

One album, eight singles.Each capital is disassembled and practiced word by word.This method is simple and crude, but effective.It doesn't have any effect on Angela's level, but EA doesn't care about this now.For Xu Yixuan, all he needs to do is get this album done.In fact, if it weren't for the fear of revealing his secrets during the live, he would have used software to modify the sound beyond recognition.

The big producer Xu was dissatisfied, and Angela couldn't be happier.Now she is locked in the recording studio every day, calibrating her voice note by note, which is comparable to the cramming policy of sprinting for the college entrance examination, making her sing until she is about to throw up.

No, this can no longer be called singing, it is simply mental torture.It's not that Angela didn't protest, but when her father wasn't on her side, she no longer had anything to rely on.

Angela was almost haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye. No matter how thick the concealer was and how much powder she put on, she couldn't hide the thick dark circles at all.On the originally smooth skin, a patch of pimples rushed out.What was even more frightening was that her eyeballs were bloodshot and her expression was a little dull, she looked like a female ghost who had just crawled out of the TV.

Although she entered EA, Angela herself is not a literary girl who loves music.What she likes is the thrill of being in the spotlight and being sought after by others.

Too bad she chose the wrong place.

If it was in another company, with her good appearance, it would be no problem to package her as an idol star.It's a pity that in EA's dictionary, there is no such thing as an idol.

"If you don't have strength, no matter how pretty your face is, you have to get out of EA!"

This is the "survival rule" that has been implemented since the day ea was founded.