Devil characters can't be collapsed

Yu Zhuo frowned: "Do you have an opinion?"

Are you using your diapers?

He Lin didn't comment, obviously intending to skip this topic, he asked knowingly, "What are you doing here?"

"Can you let me in, teacher?" Yu Zhuo walked closer, putting his hand on the doorknob, "You blocked me."

He Lin reiterated the rules: "Playing with mobile phones is prohibited."

"What is not prohibited in this program? Smoking is prohibited, drinking is prohibited, and going out without authorization is prohibited—" Yu Zhuo recited these tattered rules, and then paused, "Dating is also prohibited, right?"

He Lin didn't say right or wrong, so Yu Zhuo went on to say: "There are no cameras here, mentor."

He Lin looked deeply into his eyes, and his magnetic voice was a little hoarse: "What do you want to say."

I saw Yu Zhuo took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and I don't know if he had disguised it, but it didn't look like a cigarette case.

He Lin stared at Yu Zhuo's movements - he never knew that Yu Zhuo could smoke.

"I want to say," Yu Zhuo lazily leaned against the wall, holding a cigarette between his fingers, "there is no camera here, I'll bribe the instructor."

He Lin was about to frown, but Yu Zhuo suddenly approached and poked the cigarette near He Lin's lips.

"you--"

"Mentor," Yu Zhuo said slowly, "I didn't violate the rules."

He Lin felt it carefully.

--Sweet.

That's not a cigarette.

It was a candy made into the shape of a cigarette.

Why does Yu Zhuo even have this kind of weird-shaped candy in his pocket?

"What are you doing with your phone?" He Lin took the candy from his lips, still expressionless, "The reason."

Yu Zhuo knew that he meant accepting bribes, and raised the corners of his lips and said, "Let's play with our kids."

He Lin stepped back and gave him a time limit: "Half an hour."

"can."

He Lin kindly gave him a piece of advice: "Don't post on Weibo."

Yu Zhuo responded vaguely and walked in.

Outside the door, He Lin held the cigarette candy and looked at it from beginning to end.

Back in the practice room, Yu Zhuo received the attention of a group of people, like small animals waiting to be fed.

He sent the mobile phones one by one, and said: "It's only half an hour, you can play casually, don't expose yourself on social software."

Then he sat in the corner with his mobile phone, recalled He Lin's advice, hesitated for 0.1 second, and quickly opened Weibo.

He is a very rebellious person, and he will do what he is not asked to do.

Open Weibo, the message prompt is already 999+, just click on one and it will be "hahahahahahahaha brother, I not only know that you are three-year-old bedwetting, I also want to talk nonsense", which does not give Yu any face.

The screen full of "hahahahahaha" made Yu Zhuo feel a little puzzled. The amount of news is really a bit big, as for it.He clicked on the "@我的" column, scrolled to the bottom, and finally found the reason.

The official blog specially cut out this paragraph separately, and also @本尊.

@晋江video: Your favorite @宇气Z actually...do you know? [video]

@宇通Z: I got it:) //@晋江video: Your favorite @宇气Z actually...do you know? [video]

Less than 1 minutes.

@晋江Video: Please @余气Z hand in your phone immediately, otherwise it will be dealt with as a violation.

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha brother you exposed again】

【No, let me prove that the message just now was not sent by Yu Zhuo, because I was next to him just now】

[Hahahahahaha, how many dishes are there upstairs? Drink like this]

Three or ten minutes later, Yu Zhuo returned the mobile phone as agreed.

Just 10 minutes after putting it down, the broadcast sounded: "Yu Zhuo, a member of class F, violated the regulations by using a mobile phone without authorization, and ordered him to clean the toilet after the first performance for three days."

Sweeping, toilet, toilet.

At this moment, Huang Xiaohui and others looked at Yu Zhuo with sublimated eyes.

What is self-sacrifice for others, this is self-sacrifice for others.

The day of the performance is getting closer, and the mood of the contestants is getting more and more nervous.

Unlike the previous preliminary rating and theme song assessment where only the instructor was present, the public performance is a truly large stage, and there will be many audiences.

"I heard that there will be a lot of spectators coming!"

On the last day before the performance, Team Yu Zhuo finished training, and a group of people sat around in the practice room and imagined the future.

Huang Xiaohui was very excited, "How can I look more handsome when I smile?"

Cheng Haokun was annoyed by his yelling, so he simply pulled the corner of his mouth into an arc, "This angle will be more manly."

"As long as you perform with your heart," Jia Zhiyang said seriously, "the audience will see how handsome you are."

Lin Weijing grabbed Yu Zhuo's arm and asked: "Idol, you are more experienced, what should I do if someone calls my name down there?"

The experienced Yu Zhuo responded with great sincerity: "Just do what you need to do, and act as if nothing happened."

After all, he has experienced this situation too many times.

For most of the contestants, this is their first large-scale stage. Facing the crowds of spectators and enjoying the brilliance of stars, this is the stage for the first-timers, and it is likely to be the last time.

But Yu Zhuo is different.

Many years ago, Yu Zhuo stood in the center of the stage. No matter how big the stage is, no matter how many audiences, no matter how dazzling lights hit him, he is always the king of the stage.

At that time, he was still the protagonist of various interviews, and various media rushed to report.

There are still many interview videos on the fan site.

"Mr. Yu Zhuo, why did you choose this extremely difficult track on this important occasion? Are you not afraid of overturning?"

In the video, Yu Zhuo is wearing a high-necked loose wool sweater, and the metallic "Z" pendant on his chest is particularly dazzling in front of the flash. He is blocked by the microphones with the logos of major media, and he can hardly move.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhuo simply stopped moving forward, turned his head and took off his sunglasses, smiled at the reporter's younger sister who was closest to him, and answered her question:

"Because I was born for the stage."

The author has something to say: because the total number of words is a bit too much, so I have to press it~ This chapter is relatively short, sorry qaq