Your cps are together

The lights hit the stage, and Wen Ning stood in the middle. He was wearing a blue and white sailor suit and a sailor cap. He had a smile on his face, natural and innocent.

He didn't look innocent and cute at first, but his eyes were big, and he was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. If he could control his smile, he would look youthful.

The camera turned to Wen Ning's face, capturing a close-up of the face.

Wen Ning's face is outstanding even in the entertainment circle where beauties abound. His eyes are clear, his eyelashes are long and curled up, and when he blinks, a lake of spring water will almost appear.

Then Wen Ning slowly closed his eyes, he held up the microphone, and began to sing softly.

Although it is the theme song, it is not a mouthwatering song without nutrition. Although the lyrics are not very good, but fortunately the content is complete and the story is clear.

The humming test at the beginning is skill and timbre, both of which are indispensable, because there is no music, it all depends on the human voice.

There must be a rhythm, it must be emotional, it must be light and soft, but it must not be heavy, and light must not be low. Every time you utter a sound, it must be clear.

Wen Ning hummed softly, with a relaxed posture and a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if a young man was having a gentle dream.

The music started slowly, and Wen Ning's voice was instantly quieted, without any muddling.

The moment Wen Ning opened his eyes, Bai Mu sang the first line of the lyrics.

Wen Ning secretly heaved a sigh of relief as the connection was seamless. It was really not easy for him and Bai Mu to cultivate a tacit understanding in such a short period of time.

While Wen Ning was dancing to the music, his eyes suddenly fell on Lu Huansheng.

Lu Huansheng was looking at him.

Wen Ning swallowed subconsciously, Lu Huansheng leaned back on the chair, with a vague smile on his lips, and those dark eyes were as deep as obsidian.

He was looking at me, Wen Ning only had these four words in his mind.

It seemed that all the lights were dimmed, and only he and Lu Huansheng were left in the world.

Wen Ning's mind was blank, but he didn't jump a wrong move, on the contrary, it was smoother than when he was practicing, and the non-standard moves all the time were also standard.

He looked at the audience, and the smile on his face was touching, like a young man in love seeing the girl he loves.

This dance itself is very tender, and it is easy to become contrived. Teenagers are bright and innocent, but adults are easy to pretend to be coquettish.

But Wen Ning and Bai Mu couldn't dance. Bai Mu took advantage of his face and was born with a baby face, while Wen Ning was immature and hadn't been dyed in the big dyeing vat of society.

Wen Ning had a smile on his face, but his eyes kept on Lu Huansheng.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and Wen Ning danced the whole dance in a daze.

It wasn't until the music stopped and Zheng He and Bai Mu stood beside him that he came out of a mysterious realm and regained his senses.

"The stage effect is good, and the performance is very complete." Wei Lu commented seriously, "Although there are still some flaws, there are no obvious mistakes."

Wei Lu straightened her waist!

Brother Lu called her Teacher Wei, so Teacher Wei must not embarrass the teacher!

Han Ziqing also said, "Wen Ning and Bai Mu are both outstanding."

This dance was tailor-made for them, full of juvenile feeling, unlike Jiang Heng and the others, no matter how hard they worked, dancing this kind of dance would always feel a little out of order.

Han Ziqing didn't have any grudges with Wen Ning, he would only play [-] slaps on each side when dealing with conflicts, but he wouldn't play favoritism on the show.

Chu Yi smiled and turned his head: "Where is Brother Lu? What do you think?"

Lu Huansheng's eyes scanned everyone, and finally settled on Wen Ning. His expression was the same as before, but his eyes were softer.

"The effect is very good, I like it very much." Lu Huansheng said with a smile.

Wen Ning was already extremely nervous under Lu Huansheng's gaze, but when he heard Lu Huansheng say the word "like", his whole body was shocked.

It was as if a tiny electric current flowed through his body from the top of his head.

His whole body was numb.

He felt that Lu Huansheng was speaking to him.

Wen Ning felt that his ability to be affectionate was getting stronger and stronger.

They are probably the group with the best stage effect and the most complete performance, so except Jiang Heng's level has not changed, everyone else has been promoted. Promoted to Class B.

Wen Ning was a little reluctant to step down. After stepping down, there was only the final mentor selection process left for this recording, and Lu Huansheng had to leave.

It's just that no matter how much he misses in his heart, he can only walk off the stage with others.

After returning to his seat, he could only see a little profile of Lu Huansheng.

The mentor selection process is very simple, because this time the mentor is unilaterally selecting candidates, not mutual selection, so there is no need to ask for opinions.

Chu Yi was the first to choose. They selected ten people at a time. Of course, Chu Yi would not call ten people from Class A at one go. Except for Jiang Heng, the first ten people he picked were almost all from Class B and Class C, including Wen Ning who has just been promoted to Class B.

Only Zheng He and Bai Mu couldn't be with them this time, and Wei Lu picked Bai Mu away.

On the contrary, Han Ziqing chose five students from Class A for the first time.

This is something he has restrained, otherwise he would have picked out ten Class A students at once.

Wen Ning couldn't see Lu Huansheng when he was selecting candidates, and when the recording was over, Lu Huansheng had disappeared.

Wen Ning was absent-minded and raised his head to look around, but he couldn't find Lu Huansheng.

"Don't look, go back." Zheng He grabbed Wen Ning's arm.

At this moment, a person walked towards Wen Ning, a staff member they had never seen before.

The staff member was a young girl, about 23 or [-], probably just graduated, her face was flushed, and she seemed to be stepping on a cloud, drifting over in a trance.

After seeing Wen Ning, she coughed lightly as if waking up from a dream: "The producer is looking for you."

As soon as Wen Ning heard it, he knew that it was definitely not the producer who was looking for him. The producer was so busy that he didn't have time to care about a player.

Wen Ning turned to Zheng He and the others and said, "Then I'll go there first."

He quickly followed the staff out, and then went directly to the open space behind the recording studio.

The staff led Wen Ning to the door of the RV: "Go up, I'm leaving, so what..."

Wen Ning turned his head to look at her: "What?"

The staff carefully took out the notebook and pen from the bag: "Can I sign it?"

Wen Ning smiled and said, "I haven't made my debut yet."

Girl: "You must be red!"

Wen Ning smiled and signed the girl's autograph. What he wrote was Xingkai, with a sharp pen and smooth strokes. Wen Ning had specially practiced this hard handwriting.

The girl looked at Wen Ning's handwriting, then looked at Wen Ning, and said that her handwriting was like a person, but Wen Ning's handwriting was sharp, but the person was not "sharp" at all. She whispered: "Then I will go back."

Wen Ning nodded to her.

The girl took two steps, then turned her head, and made a cheering gesture: "Ning Bao, come on!"

Then he ran away embarrassingly.

She took out the book after running for a while. She just opened the book and asked Wen Ning to sign it. In fact, on the previous page of Wen Ning, there was Lu Huansheng's signature.

Lu Huansheng wrote in cursive script, if she couldn't see it, she couldn't taste cursive script, but... Lu Huansheng is handsome!

Woohoo, she is so happy to be here as an intern.

Although there is no chance to get the tutor's signature, but Lu Huansheng's signature is more difficult to get than the tutor's, okay? !

She earned it!

I will post on Weibo when I get back later.

The girl suddenly thought that she had just seen Wen Ning at close range.

The staff can play with mobile phones. Although she dare not post on the Internet to break the news, it does not prevent her from checking Weibo every day. She has already been fanned by Wen Ning.

She is obedient and milky, and also nuclear-powered. It's nothing more than normal to be a fan.

The girl is holding her notebook happily.

Real skin is amazing!

Small face, big eyes.

Shares are worth it!

The door of the RV was not closed, it was just concealed, Wen Ning knocked on the door, and a familiar male voice came from inside: "Come in."

Wen Ning pushed open the door, walked in, and immediately saw Lu Huansheng standing next to the sofa.

Wen Ning was short of breath, and suddenly became cautious. He looked at Lu Huansheng: "Uncle Lu, you didn't leave."

Lu Huansheng smiled and said, "The next time I come back, it will be the closing night. Since I'm here today, of course I have to say a few words to you before leaving."

Lu Huansheng looked at him: "Come here."

Wen Ning was like a remote control doll, Lu Huansheng was holding the remote control in his hand, he walked towards Lu Huansheng and stood in front of Lu Huansheng.

He wasn't much shorter than Lu Huansheng, but his figure was much slimmer than Lu Huansheng's, as if he was a circle smaller.

Lu Huansheng reached out and rubbed Wen Ning's head.

Wen Ning pursed his lips, his face slowly turning red.

"If life is not going well here, go to the producer." Lu Huansheng was like a qualified elder, his words were full of concern, "I told him hello."

Wen Ning: "I have a good life, I'm used to it."

“The steamed eggs in the cafeteria are delicious.”

Lu Huansheng couldn't help rubbing Wen Ning's head again, messing up Wen Ning's hairstyle.

"Don't hold back any grievances." Lu Huansheng, "Lv Zhebo wants to step on you, so don't be obedient and let others step on you."

Wen Ning suddenly raised his head: "How do you know?"

Lu Huansheng: "The trailer is out, and I have watched the finished film."

Wen Ning felt embarrassed: "I haven't always been so fierce..."

Lu Huansheng laughed out loud: "How fierce can you be?"

Even if the little milk cat has bright paws, it can only scratch a wound at most, can it still scratch off a person's head with one paw?

Wen Ning suddenly realized: "...Then Uncle Lu, what did you say on the show?"

To vent his anger on him?

Wen Ning was so flattered that fireworks went off in his mind.

Lu Huansheng: "There is a part of it, but he is indeed acting, and his acting skills are clumsy, but he has a bit of talent. Maybe he can perform well in acting in the future."

Wen Ning was full of thoughts——Brother Lu vented his anger on me!

This feeling of being protected by idols is really indescribable!

"But I heard that he has something. He won't trouble you, Uncle Alu, will he?" Wen Ning suddenly became worried. He didn't know the specifics of the domestic entertainment industry, but no matter how high the status was, seniors had been hacked before. He was worried that Lu Huansheng would be hacked because of this episode.

Lu Huansheng raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Wen Ning approached Lu Huansheng, and said in a very low voice, "Jin, Lord."

They are so close now that Lu Huansheng can smell Wen Ning's body, which is the fragrance of styling water, and he can see Wen Ning's ear pinna, which has many capillaries, so it looks pink.

Kind of cute.

I want to touch it.

Lu Huansheng did not put his thoughts into action in the end, he just said with deep eyes: "He has money and master, don't I?"

Wen Ning was taken aback. He was shocked, and looked at Lu Huansheng sadly. He was so shocked that he even forgot how to speak.

He managed to find his tongue, and said sadly: "Uncle Lu, you already own shares in Dinghua, even if it was in the past, it should be broken. It's okay to fall in love, but you can't sell your dignity!"

As he spoke, he lost his soul: "Why is this..."

His Uncle Lu should be like a spring and snow-like existence, he can only be seen from a distance, not to be played with.

Those powerful people in the entertainment industry are either middle-aged and greasy and bald, or they have groups of elderly children. Which one is worthy of Uncle Lu?

If he had known that he shouldn't have listened to his mother, if Uncle Lu was short of money, he could give it to him. He could give him all his pocket money.

Wen Ning was extremely depressed, and Sanguan experienced a mudslide and was on the verge of collapse.

After Lu Huansheng had had enough of teasing, he said with a low smile, "You also know my benefactor."

Wen Ning raised his head: "I know you?"

Wen Ning was taken aback: "It can't be Uncle Lu, right?!"

People who can sneak into Lu Huansheng, except for the boss of Dinghua, don't think of him.

Wen Ning was furious: "Why is he so bad!"

"I still call him uncle!"

Lu Huansheng didn't hold back, he put his hand on his forehead, his shoulders trembled slightly from laughing.

Wen Ning looked at him, frowning: "Uncle Lu, you're still laughing."

Lu Huansheng: "It's not him."

Wen Ning looked at him in confusion.

Lu Huansheng smiled and said, "It's you."

Wen Ning's eyes widened and his tongue tied: "I, I, I didn't."

He is not a god, how could he sneak into Lu Huansheng when he was abroad, could he sleepwalk and fly back to China?

Lu Huansheng said softly: "To be precise, they are my audience."

"It's all those who are willing to watch my plays and spend money for me."

When he said this, Lu Huansheng had already suppressed his smile.

When he became serious, Wen Ning couldn't take his eyes off him.

Uncle Lu is getting more and more handsome, really handsome.

Wen Ning pursed his lips and whispered, "Uncle Lu, there is ambiguity in your words."

Lu Huansheng: "I know, just to tease you."

Wen Ning looked at him stupidly: "Amusing me? Why?"

Lu Huansheng couldn't bear it anymore, reached out and rubbed Wen Ning's ears, making Wen Ning's already pink ears even more pink: "Because you are cute."

"..." Wen Ning.

Although I was praised, I didn't seem very happy.

Wen Ning corrected, "Uncle Lu, I'm a boy, you should praise me for being handsome."

Lu Huansheng looked at him suspiciously: "Can't boys be cute?"

Wen Ning was a little confused.

can you?Cute seems to be a neutral word, it should be able to describe boys?

But is he cute?The second brother often praised him for being cute, but the eldest brother and parents only praised him for being good.

Wen Ning had no choice but to accept the compliment: "Then I, I am cute."

Lu Huansheng: "Drink something? Freshly squeezed watermelon juice or orange juice? Which one?"

This is what makes a RV a good thing. It is a movable "home".

The lower floor is the living room, an open kitchen, and the bathroom. There are two rooms on the upper floor, one on the left and one on the right, but you can’t stand up there, you can only half kneel, which is specially used for sleeping.

Wen Ning knows that this kind of mini house is very popular abroad in recent years, but because of the different land system, it has not been popularized in China.

Wen Ning sat on the sofa, thinking that the caravan was pretty good, and the space was not as cramped as he had imagined before.

"Watermelon juice." Wen Ning replied after sitting down.

Lu Huansheng took out a cup of watermelon juice from the refrigerator, plugged it in and placed it on the coffee table in front of Wen Ning.

Wen Ning looked around curiously: "Uncle Lu, is this your mini house?"

Lu Huansheng: "Well, a gift from a friend."

Lu Huansheng sat next to Wen Ning. The mini house was only this big, and the sofa was much smaller than the one at home. As soon as Lu Huansheng sat down, he became "intimate" with Wen Ning. Their thighs were touching, and Wen Ning could still feel it. The temperature on Lu Huansheng's legs penetrated through the two layers of fabric, making Wen Ning restless.

"I have one more thing to tell you this time." Lu Huansheng rolled up his sleeves, "I discussed it with Zheng Lin. After the recording of this show, there is a play you can try."

"The company invested in it."

It's not that Wen Ning is not confident, but he doesn't think he has the talent for acting. Even dancing, he has a hard time keeping up.

"Uncle Lu, I think I may not be good at acting, and I never thought about it..."

Lu Huansheng blocked his mouth with one sentence: "I will play the male lead."

Wen Ning sat up straight in an instant.

"Then can I play a small and insignificant role?" Wen Ning asked cautiously, "It's the kind of role that doesn't spoil the plot and doesn't lower the overall style, preferably with only two or three lines of lines."

Lu Huansheng: "That can't be done."

Wen Ning was dumbfounded: "Why?"

Lu Huansheng said seriously: "After the filming of the show, you will be the traffic. With so many fans, if you ask you to make soy sauce, won't I be eaten alive by your fans?"

Wen Ning turned his head away in shame: "I don't have any fans."

Lu Huansheng: "Let's talk about it when the time comes. There is a role in it that suits you. Just act in your true colors, and the requirements for acting skills are not high."

"A good performance is the icing on the cake, and a bad performance doesn't hurt."

It's just paving the way for Wen Ning's future.

Wen Ning nodded slightly: "Then I will try."

Lu Huansheng glanced at his watch: "It's getting late, you go back and have a good rest."

Wen Ning was reluctant to leave. The next time he saw Lu Huansheng again, it would be more than two months later. For a moment, Wen Ning didn't want to continue the game.

Anyway, he came to the competition just to be in the same frame as Lu Huansheng. Today's recording of the program barely counts as being in the same frame. The goal has been accomplished, and now he just wants to go home with Lu Huansheng.

There are only two of them in the house.

It was agreed to cook mung bean porridge for Lu Huansheng, but he hasn't cooked it until now. If he doesn't cook it again, he will almost forget how to cook porridge.

Wen Ning lowered his head and didn't say a word, but he just didn't understand, his ass seemed to be glued to the sofa.

Lu Huansheng smiled lowly and said, "Reluctant to leave?"

Wen Ning nodded honestly: "The next time you come back, it will be more than two months later."

He didn't try to hide it, and he didn't hide it. He had been in love with Lu Huansheng for so many years, and he wished he could hold all his love in front of Lu Huansheng's eyes so that Lu Huansheng could see it clearly at a glance.

Lu Huansheng looked at Wen Ning, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched Wen Ning's chin with his thumb and index finger, forcing Wen Ning to look up at him.

When Lu Huansheng approached Wen Ning, Wen Ning's whole body was stiff, as if someone had acupuncture points, he couldn't move, but the thoughts in his mind were very active.

What is Uncle Lu going to do?

Is he going to kiss me?

Should I push him away?

Is he gay?

Am I gay?

Wen Ning clenched his hands into fists, shaking non-stop.

What would I do if he really kissed me?

Should I tell my parents?

Brother Lu seems to be an only son, will he get married in the future?Will you give up on me?

In just a few seconds, Wen Ning had figured out that Lu Huansheng abandoned him and went to get married, but he could only cook mung bean porridge alone at home while crying.

Wen Ning's expression was a little stiff—why do you cook mung bean porridge?Can't it be replaced with red bean porridge?

However, Lu Huansheng did not kiss him, but just looked into his eyes, and said softly, "There is something dirty in the corner of your eye."

Wen Ning's face instantly turned red like a monkey's butt. He reached out to wipe the corners of his eyes. He thought there was eye gum in the corners of his eyes, but after wiping, he found nothing.

"It's just a small black spot." Lu Huansheng smiled and said, "It's already clean."

Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief, he quickly put aside the messy thoughts in his head, and whispered to Lu Huansheng, "Uncle Lu, I'm going back to the dormitory."

Lu Huansheng still smiled: "Go and have a good rest."

Wen Ning was originally reluctant, but after the brainstorming just now, he deeply felt the filth of his thoughts, and wished he could teleport to the dormitory immediately.

He has fallen!

Like other fans, he started drawing pictures of Brother Lu's body!

If this goes on like this, he will definitely go on the road of no return.

Wen Ning left the RV as if fleeing.

Wen Ning himself knew that he was imagining too much, and he left in such a hurry because he was embarrassed to wait any longer.

But in Lu Huansheng's eyes, it was indeed a different feeling.

After Wen Ning left, Lu Huansheng looked in the direction of the door with dark eyes. His fingers tapped on the coffee table, and he took off the skin of a gentle elder. He seemed to have become another person, shrouded in darkness.

The monster in his body roared and struggled every day, trying to tear his flesh and blood and crawl out of the dark abyss.

In the past, when there was no temptation around him, he could still suppress it.

But now, he is being tortured every minute and every second.

Reason told him that he couldn't do anything to Wen Ning, and he should die alone with the monster in the abyss.

But reason always disappears.

He almost wanted to kiss so recklessly just now.

Wen Ning may struggle, but he can hold Wen Ning in his arms and hold him tightly in his arms.

He would keep Wen Ning's cries for help on his lips.

Until Wen Ning gave up resistance.

Lu Huansheng picked up the glass of watermelon juice, and the red juice dangled in the glass.

Lu Huansheng pursed his lips tightly.

His little friend living in the ivory tower should have a bright and beautiful life and a happy destination.

The destination is not him.

The author has something to say: Wen·Naobu Xiaotian·Ning, cooking range: mung bean porridge (there may be various porridges in the future).