All male gods are academic masters [boy group]

The author has something to say: the title of this chapter—what did the pangolin say? !Hahahahahaha~

The third group to rush back to City B were Wen Ci and Liang Zheng.

Silently recalling the return order of the first two groups, Lin Jizheng said with tears in his eyes——

You finally respect the official match!This is not easy!

Liang Zheng was originally in China, so Wen Ci returned to City B for a week, but unexpectedly, this guy didn't keep calling him to ask where he was, and he didn't even come to the airport to pick him up!

Wen Ci, who felt that it was unusual, asked Zhou Zhou and You Sheng who came to pick him up, and asked questions.

You Sheng raised his peaked cap a little, and there was some concern between his brows: "Zhengzheng is sick, didn't you see that he hasn't shown himself in the WeChat group for the past two days?"

"Ill?" Wen Ci frowned, "I don't know, he didn't tell me."

You Sheng: "I probably didn't have a chance to tell you. He was in the hospital the day before yesterday and yesterday, and he just came back today, so he might still be sleeping."

Sounds very sick.

Wen Ci frowned, it was hard for him to imagine that Liang Xiaozheng would be sick!

This person is full of vigor and vitality on weekdays, and what he likes to say most is "I don't clean, I don't get sick if I eat it."How could he be so sick all of a sudden?

What's more, with his personality, shouldn't he rush to the hospital at the slightest discomfort?Why shouldn't I be wronged to be sick like this!

As soon as the car arrived at Hualin, Wen Ci packed his luggage and rushed into the building.

He had something on his mind, and he didn't care to extend his cordial greetings to the welcoming girl. With his long legs, he kept speeding up, walked across the hall and rushed into the elevator room very quickly.

You Sheng and Zhou Zhou also anxiously followed Wen Ci.

Zhou Zhou was fine, but You Sheng struggled a bit, and said helplessly, "There's no need to hurry, he's almost recovering from his illness."

Wen Ci shook his head lightly, without saying a word, there was a rare coldness between his always friendly brows.

Until the elevator reached the sixth floor, the familiar corridors and wallpapers appeared in front of me again.

Wen Ci seemed to have found his way, and rushed back to 603 in one go.

Sure enough, Liang Xiaozheng, who was used to "lying dead" on the sofa, was nowhere to be seen in the room, and there was still a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air.

Wen Ci didn't even have time to change his shoes, so he hurried to the door of Liang Zheng's house.

However, as soon as he grasped the handle, he slowed down, gently opened the door and looked in.

The layout of Liang Zheng's room is slightly different from Wen Ci's room.

In this room, the space surrounded by a screen for placing professional books is closer to the door, and only by bypassing this screen can you see Liang Zheng's bed and Liang Zheng lying on the bed.

Liang Zheng woke up when he heard the door open.He followed the voice and saw that it was Wen Ci who called out in aggrieved manner: "Wen Xiaoci..."

He always calls Wen Ci like this on weekdays, but every time he hears it, Wen Ci has an inexplicable urge to hit someone.

Only this time, Wen Ci actually felt a little distressed.

At least in Hualin, Wen Ci was the one who knew Liang Zheng best.

Although this person is usually indebted and clingy, he always has an inexplicable and vague sense of loneliness.

With this person's personality, he would never easily allow himself to fall ill, but now that he has indeed fallen, it means——

He has reached his limit, and he is desperate for something.

"What did you do?" Wen Ci suppressed all emotions, bent down and touched his forehead.

The temperature from the back of his hand was still uncomfortably hot, and the eyes that this man looked at him were completely devoid of vitality, full of fatigue and discomfort.

Like an abandoned kitten.

Liang Zheng reluctantly sat up, coughed for a while, and then said helplessly: "Catch a piece of software."

"Software? What kind of software?"

"A very important piece of software." Liang Zheng frowned in embarrassment, "Sorry..."

Wen Ci immediately understood that this was probably something that needed to be kept secret.He hurriedly turned the focus back to his eyes: "Then don't work so hard!"

What software needs to work hard!

Liang Zheng shook his head: "No... this software is urgent, and my team members are desperate..."

I am the team leader, and I am also an official!How can you get away with it?

What a shame!

It's embarrassing to be sick like this now, but...

He really never thought that he would become like this!

I thought it was simply staying up a few nights, drinking a few more cups of coffee, and sitting in front of the computer for a while...

Who knew it would turn out like this!

At that time, he finally finished the software and returned from city S to city B. As a result, he passed out shortly after putting his luggage back in the house.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhou and You Sheng, who missed the airport pick-up at that time, came to his room to say hello to him, but found that there was no answer in the room, so they called Lin Jizheng and opened the door with the spare key.

Otherwise, he would have to lie on the cold floor for a day and a night with a standard "big" character.

It's miserable just thinking about it!

Wen Ci saw that he had no regrets for his attitude of working hard, and was almost speechless with anger.

But when I think about it carefully, when I stayed up all night doing research, I was almost the same as this guy.

It's not that he has any firm determination to use his health and scientific career to die, but it's because... he didn't even notice that he was in a desperate state!

But the onlookers could see that now seeing Liang Zheng like this, he understood why Bai Mo, who had come to his room several times to "inspect" and found that he was still desperately reporting, was so angry.

"The body is the capital of revolution!" Wen Ci said righteously, "Haven't you heard such a famous saying?"

Liang Zheng raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I will definitely pay attention next time!"

After finishing speaking, he puffed his mouth helplessly, and acted cutely very naturally: "But we have to go out this afternoon."

Wen Ci was very surprised: "Why?"

What are you going out for when you are so sick? !

"Promotion of Zhang Rugui's album." Liang Zheng was weak, but he had already pushed himself out of bed, "Otherwise, why did Brother Lin ask you to come back today?"

Wen Ci frowned, but he also understood that they had no reason to refuse at this time.

After all, they are Hualin's artists, and since they accepted the job, they naturally have to go all out.

Zhang Rugui's album promotion, they didn't go to a game, precisely because there is a home event in City B today.They only need to attend this event, and by the way, it can also be the first step for Hualin to officially launch MAJ.

This matter has been planned for a long time, and the date of Zhang Rugui's publicity meeting has already been set.

Nature is not something they can reverse and change.

Although Liang Zheng was still a little uncomfortable, his movements were still neat, and he changed his clothes in 10 minutes.He is well dressed today, but his complexion is still not good enough.

Wen Ci also packed his things, stood at the door and watched him quietly for a while, when suddenly the phone vibrated, it was Lin Jizheng who sent a text message.

"The car is already downstairs, you can come down when you are ready."

Wen Ci thought for a while, and replied: "But Liang Zheng's complexion is not good."

After all, it is the first time to attend a public event, the first impression is very important, if it leaves a listless look as an impression, or if the appearance is affected by illness, it is not good.

After a while, Lin Jizheng replied the text message: "Don't worry, we sent the best makeup artist in Hualin to cover it up."

Wen Ci had read the text message, and just about to put away the phone, there was another message on the text message interface.

Lin Jizheng: "The only way to go against the current is to ride the wind and break the waves. There is no other way."

Wen Ci stared at this sentence for a while, then suddenly closed his eyes and revealed a smile, and his fingers wrote a sentence on the text message interface——

Wen Ci: "I know. After all, we want to 'know how to be the top of the mountain and look at the mountains and small'!"

***

Zhang Rugui's publicity meeting is in another district of City B.

Fortunately, today is not a weekend, and there is no traffic jam in the urban area.Hua Lin's car quickly rushed to the scene with Wen Ci and Liang Zheng.

Perhaps because of the fresh air, Liang Zheng's complexion was better than when he first left the house, but his expression was still lacking in vitality, and his eyes were more indifferent than usual.

It's just that the car just stopped, but he instinctively got out of the car first, and opened the door for him very naturally.

Wen Ci: "...I should open the door for you today, sick number."

Liang Zheng paused, regretting that he missed such a high courtesy, and said heartbrokenly: "I'm used to it..."

Habit kills! ! !

The two followed Hualin's staff into the backstage of the promotional meeting, and were pulled over by the makeup artist as soon as they arrived.

The make-up artist in charge of Liang Zheng got the news that this person was ill before he came, but he didn't have any anxiety or embarrassment on his expression, he was very calm.

Liang Zheng was sick and angry, and his speech was a little weak, but he still owed it as usual: "Beautiful young lady, look at my appearance, won't it be affected by illness?"

The make-up artist's sister's expression remained unchanged, and Kuangba replied coolly: "My makeup has nothing to do with what you look like. It's a dead body. I can paint you alive."

Liang Zheng: "..." Although it sounds quite reliable, but it's so bloody... I'm a little scared, Miss...

After all, it is a promotional event for someone else's album, so the two will not appear at the beginning, but will appear as mysterious guests in the middle and later stages.

It's just that the news in the entertainment industry is always well-informed. At this promotion meeting, most people have already known that Hua Lin will promote the important members of his new group.

Therefore, although the two of them have not been mentioned by the host for a long time, the reporters on the scene are always prepared to prevent the two of them from appearing suddenly and being robbed of the opportunity and headlines by others.

Liang Zheng sat in the background, leaning on his forehead with one hand, quietly looking at Wen Ci who was still putting on makeup.

Although he was often stared at like this in the past, Liang Xiaozheng was always smiling. Being stared at by this person expressionlessly and silently like today still made Wen Ci feel a little uncomfortable and weird.

While the make-up artist was changing the cosmetics, he looked at Liang Zheng tenderly and speechlessly: "What do you think I am doing?"

Liang Zheng sighed first, and then said: "No, I'm thinking about other things."

Wen Ci turned his head and looked at Liang Zheng in the mirror: "What do you think?"

"I heard today that Su Linhuai and Chu Heng are not going to film."

Wen Ci nodded: "Yes, they both said in the group before that you were sick at that time, so you didn't know."

Liang Zheng was very melancholy, with worried eyebrows: "I was thinking, most of us will also be filming in the future."

Gentle and puzzled: "Then what's the matter?"

After speaking, the makeup artist has found the "equipment" and continued the work at hand.

Wen Ci had no choice but to shut up, and asked Liang Zheng quietly with his eyes.

Liang Zheng saw that he was curious, and his expression became more tangled: "Do you still remember that I can't cry?"

Wen Ci winked instead of nodding.

Liang Zheng curled his lips: "Brother Lin called me a few days ago..."