I hate seeing the facade

The recording of the mv was completed and the comeback was imminent. The five of them stayed up late into the night in the practice room every day.

Practice dancing, singing, facial expressions, and finding the camera.

It sounds normal, but if you practice any thing over and over again, you will feel tired.

"My grandson, leave an oral suicide note here today."

Sun Hua was so tired that he couldn't breathe. He collapsed on the ground and said weakly: "My savings are all in the lower bedside table of my dormitory bedroom. Tell my parents that children are not filial..."

Fang Yiran drank a lot of water, panted and joked, "Do you believe it or not, after you have finished your confession, Yu Jingliang will let you go in a while?"

Yu Jingliang covered her face shyly: "Oh, it's annoying, don't tell her plan."

Sun Hua immediately shut her mouth tightly.

Yu Rong and Andy didn't notice the conversation here, they leaned on the floor-to-ceiling mirror to look at their mobile phones, their heads were put together, and they didn't know what they were talking about in a low voice.Andy smiled foolishly, Yu Rong's mouth was slightly pursed, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Spicy eyes!How decent are two big men standing so close together!

Fang Yiran cleared his throat: "Friends over there, do you have any happy event to share with everyone?"

The two looked at each other, and after a while Andy whispered, "It's not a happy event for you, Captain."

Fang Yiran:?

Yu Rong shook his phone and raised his eyebrows: "We are talking about what should the captain invite for supper?"

Fang Yiran: "......"

"Can I pretend that I didn't ask?" Fang Yiran asked seriously.

The answer is of course not.

"You are simply unreasonable."

Fang Yiran looked at the table full of steaming fried chicken, pizza, and Coke, and complained with righteous indignation, "As a popular idol, it's fine if you don't manage your body, but eating five hundred for a supper is too much, right?"

Andy held up the fried chicken and said intoxicatedly: "Life is fabulous."

Sun Hua: "We've been so tired recently that we've lost all our weight. Why don't we eat some snacks?"

This guy calls the cheese and ham pizza in his hand a snack.

Fang Yiran felt sorry for his shriveled purse, and wanted to say something, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Yu Rong who had been silent by his side.

What Yu Rong ate was called a fragrance.

He was wearing a simple half-sleeve T-shirt, and his exposed forearms were thin and slender. He obviously ate a lot, but he was as thin as a piece of paper.

He sat on the ground obediently with his legs crossed, holding a fried chicken leg in his hand, chewing very carefully, his mouth was bulging.

Fang Yiran suddenly felt that he could eat as much as he wanted, and it was only 500 yuan, so it didn't seem like a big deal.

He imitated Yu Rong and sat cross-legged beside him.

Yu Rong chewed on the fried chicken, turned his head, and blinked at Fang Yiran.

"Is it delicious?" Fang Yiran asked.

"Soy sauce tastes delicious." Yu Rong said vaguely.

So Fang Yiran carefully selected a piece of soy sauce-flavored fried chicken, took a big bite, hummed in satisfaction, and ate it with relish.

The two sat side by side, quietly eating junk food, and the atmosphere was rare and harmonious.

Yu Rong was obsessed with eating, and he ate very meticulously. The bones were gnawed clean by him, leaving no trace of meat, so the eating speed was relatively slow.

Fang Yiran basically eats one chicken wing per bite, and the typical Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit.

So when Yu Rong reached for the second chicken wing 5 minutes later, he was stunned to find that the fried chicken box, which was still full just now, was empty, and there were only a few pieces of dry rice cakes left in it.

Yu Rong: "?"

He turned his head and found that there was already a pile of chicken bones as high as a hill in front of Fang Yiran.

"Are you a pig?" Yu Rong asked.

Fang Yiran just took a bite of the fried chicken drumstick in soy sauce in his hand, and he was terribly wronged when he heard the words: "I bought the midnight snack, you little white-eyed wolf!"

Yu Rong became depressed, and murmured softly, "But the soy sauce flavor is really delicious."

No more, they were all eaten by this pig.

Yu Rong's emotions were really easy to see, the light in his eyes dimmed, his eyelashes drooped slightly, he seemed really lost.

Fang Yiran was obviously the one who paid the money, but at this moment he felt like a big sinner.

He felt that the chicken drumstick in his hand suddenly tasted bad.

Fang Yiran coughed dryly, and held up the fried chicken leg with soy sauce that he had bitten into in his hand: "...Actually, there is one more, it depends on whether you dislike it or not."

Yu Rong finally took it.

He didn't dislike anything, he ate happily and narrowed his eyes slightly in satisfaction.

But Fang Yiran started thinking wildly by himself.

....... Isn't this just, indirect, indirect?

Fang Yiran poured himself a large glass of iced Coke with parched mouth.

After eating, a group of people cleaned up the floor, took out the trash, and started walking into the dormitory.

When they went downstairs to the company lobby, they ran into their agent.

The manager is a tall and slender sister-in-law who usually wears aunt-colored lipstick and eight-centimeter patent leather high heels. She is serious and has no girlfriend.

This was the first time Fang Yiran saw her smiling so happily.

"Coincidentally." Seeing them approaching, the manager took a step back with a smile, revealing the man she just blocked, "Liang Ting, I just want to introduce you to the newcomer I picked up recently, Y179, our company's new combination this year. "

Fang Yiran felt Yu Rong beside him shake slightly.

"Old Fang, pinch me." Sun Hua said in a daze.

It was a very handsome man.He has a handsome and gentle face, wearing a top-quality white turtleneck sweater, with elegant and decent manners, and a gentle and charming smile.

But his most powerful feature is actually his voice. He has sung countless love songs that made thousands of young girls cry late at night. Even though he went abroad to study for five years, his popularity remains undiminished.

Not only does he have a large number of fans, but he also has a strong cohesive force. Chaohua Sign-in is still the top three in the mainland singer list, and he always wins the top spot in the bloody competition.

But this man is just abroad, making music quietly.

This man with such a fascinating charm is the former ace singer of their company, Liang Ting.

"Hi everybody."

Liang Ting greeted them with a smile.

The members around were all stunned, stuttering and speechless in the face of a senior who was worth an unknown number of zeros more than himself.

Fang Yiran sighed from the bottom of his heart, and quickly replied: "Hi senior, they are all children, and they are a little timid."

Liang Ting couldn't help laughing: "It's okay."

Then Liang Ting strode towards Fang Yiran.

Fang Yiran: "?"

However, he would have misunderstood, Liang Ting just gave Fang Yiran a kind smile when he passed by Fang Yiran, and then continued to walk to the side.

He walked up to Yu Rong.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Liang Ting made a move that shocked everyone's jaws.

"I miss you so much." Liang Ting hugged Yu Rong tightly, "Xiao Rong."

Yu Rong remained silent, resting his chin on Liang Ting's shoulder.

But Fang Yiran saw sharply that his eye circles were actually red.

The author says:

Fang Yiran (throws): This chicken drumstick really doesn't taste good! ! !