Idol and school grass are at the same table

Zhao Hao has been on a lot of schedules lately. He not only went to many music festivals, but also often appeared in variety shows. Every day he was either in a rush or on the way.

The last time Ji Ting met him was when Zhao Hao sent him to school when school started.

"You guys are taking monthly exams these days, how are you doing?" Zhao Hao laughed at himself after asking casually, "Probably not very good."

Before Ji Ting could respond, he patted Ji Ting on the shoulder again, and continued, "It's okay, brother won't force you to study, you'll be honest, I'll be content if you don't blow up the school .”

Ji Ting glared at him, and said angrily, "Thank you for giving me such a high evaluation."

Zhao Hao chatted with Ji Ting casually, asked about the situation of the school, and suddenly looked at him and fell silent.

"What's the matter?" Ji Ting sensed that he had something to say, and raised his head without looking at the phone again, "Speak up when you have something to say, have you become morose when you get older?"

"Little brat, there is no big or small all day long." Zhao Hao raised his hand and tapped him on the forehead, and watched him silent for a few seconds, "It's almost the end of the year, Xinghe will go to the family concert in December , we should go too."

Ji Ting paused slightly with the hand holding the phone, and his eyes flickered.

"You know the situation of UM and Xinghe. Brother Yuan and He Zheng must go." Zhao Hao explained, "The others didn't go last time because the label was just established and they didn't have time. They should go now. .”

Ji Ting really knows about Xinghe's family concert. As the largest entertainment company in China, Xinghe Entertainment often has many activities. The family tour held every three years is also liked by many fans, and most of its singers will participate.

Although UM was founded by Zhao Hao, it was just a small crew at the beginning, and later it grew and became a label, all thanks to his friend Qin Jingyuan.

In addition to being a rapper, Qin Jingyuan is also the second young master of Galaxy Entertainment. When UM first started, many of them were developed by relying on Qin Jingyuan and Galaxy, and it was also a subsidiary of Galaxy Entertainment in name.

This kind of Xinghe group activities, as long as they are invited, everyone in UM will also go.

Ji Ting avoided his gaze, and turned his head slightly in the opposite direction, "Just go, you have a trip and you still have to report to me?"

Zhao Hao looked at his pursed lips, and thought for a while, "He Xiaoyang and the others are going too, their official debut is scheduled to be in May next year, and they have already started preparations... It seems that they will go to many end-of-year events this year Members, Xinghe takes them very seriously."

Ji Ting's lips were pursed tighter, and his head was tilted further.

Zhao Hao couldn't see his expression, but he could see the blue veins on his hand holding the phone because of too much force.

He Xiaoyang is the captain of the debut group of "eleven", he had a good relationship with Ji Ting before, and Zhao Hao also had a good impression of him.

It has been more than a month since the competition ended, the debut group has been confirmed, and fans are waiting for their debut. Participating in this kind of event to show their faces and keep the heat is undoubtedly warming up their debut, and the intention of admiring them cannot be more obvious.

Zhao Hao knew the purpose behind these operations, and so did Ji Ting.It's not like he didn't have these resources before, and even had more.

An indescribable feeling welled up in Ji Ting's heart instantly, and his mouth was also slightly sour.

After a while, he moved his stiff hands, pulled out the power bank that was dead and put it in his bag.

There are not many members in UM, but each one can be tossed.

Ji Ting often stays with Zhao Hao and has a good relationship with them.

A group of people hadn't seen Ji Ting for a long time, and when they caught him, they started asking questions.

The topic is nothing more than all aspects of Ji Ting's life, and the specific performance is that he teases his study more than Zhao Hao.

Fortunately, Ji Ting didn't pay much attention to these things, he replied a few words, and then made noise together.

The people in UM haven't been together for a long time, they drink and chat, and it takes a long time to eat a meal.

Zhao Hao drank a lot, Ji Ting helped his assistant get him into the car.

But the assistant started to feel embarrassed - Ji Ting's family and Zhao Hao's family were not in the same direction at all.

Ji Ting knew what the assistant was thinking, and glanced at Zhao Hao next to him, "Little Wang brother, go directly to Brother Hao's house, I won't go back tonight."

Zhao Hao is busy with work, and he also has another place to live. Ji Ting lived in Zhao Hao's house for a while before, so it's okay to stay another night.

The assistant didn't say anything, nodded and turned on the navigation.

Zhao Hao wasn't so drunk that he was pulling people to talk nonsense, nor could he be unable to walk, and the two of them helped him back home without much effort.

The assistant refused to let Ji Ting help and insisted on settling Zhao Hao alone, but Ji Ting didn't insist and went back to his room.

After packing up his things, he suddenly remembered Shen Zhixing's power bank that he had run out of power, so he took it out and recharged it.

It just so happened that Assistant Zhao Hao boiled the wine soup and knocked on the door after finishing everything else, asking him to do something.

After seeing off the assistant, Ji Ting returned to Zhao Hao's bedroom, and saw someone curled up on the bed as soon as he entered the room.

Seeing Ji Tinglai, Zhao Hao opened his eyes and waved to him, "Xiao Ting, take me a stomach medicine for the medicine box under the coffee table in the living room."

Ji Ting glanced at him, resisted the urge to scold him, took the medicine and hot water and walked to the bedside together.

Helping him up, Ji Ting finally frowned, "Are you awake from the pain? You have a bad stomach and still drink so much."

Zhao Hao didn't say a word, covered his stomach and took the medicine with his hand, leaned on the bed and closed his eyes again.

Ji Ting watched him for a few seconds, then went to pour another glass of water, and filled some soup made by his assistant.

Just as he was about to ask Zhao Hao to get up for a drink, the person on the bed jumped down.

"Why do you..." Ji Ting stretched out his hand, but he knocked him to the side and turned over the soup and water glasses on the bedside table.

A bowl of soup and a whole glass of water, all spilled on Ji Ting.

Zhao Hao vomited in the bathroom, Ji Ting had no choice but to go back to the room where he slept and change into dry clothes first.

By the time the house was tidied up and Zhao Hao settled down, it was already midnight.

Ji Ting was desperate in his heart, he understood the worried and hesitant expression when Assistant Zhao Hao left just now.

This person who is nearly [-] years old, has no ability to live at all, and is extremely good at killing, is really not something ordinary people can take care of.

Probably because he was tired, Ji Ting slept until noon the next day.

Zhao Hao got up early and had already tidied himself up.

Seeing Ji Ting getting up, he still looked very reliable, asked him what he wanted to eat, and said he would cook it for him.

It's a pity that Ji Ting understood his routine of "You only think what you think, I only do what I know" very well, and he didn't feel moved, "Come on, I will be very happy if you cook me a bowl of instant noodles that are not sticky."

"I also said that I have nothing to do today to study and make you delicious food. You said that too much to discourage my enthusiasm." Zhao Hao said while flipping through his phone to read the recipes, and finally gave up, "Why don't you order takeaway, or I'll ask Xiao Wang to bring over what you want to eat."

"Being your assistant is really an extreme job." Ji Ting waved his hand, "Don't bother, just get something, I'll be back in a while."

Zhao Hao was really "no trouble", and exhausted all his cooking skills to make a sandwich for Ji Ting.

"You will be alone when you go back, or just stay with me for a few days." Zhao Hao took a bite of the bread, looked at Ji Ting and said, "Anyway, I'm leaving this afternoon, and I won't be here for a few days."

Ji Ting looked down at the table, "Aren't I always alone, it's okay."

This is true, Ji Ting's parents divorced very early, and they both started a family, and he became a trainee at a young age, and he didn't get close to either of them.

The large monthly living expenses and the great satisfaction in material life are probably the few concerns the two parties have for him.

Zhao Hao sighed in his heart, not wanting to burden Ji Ting, he still teased him like a joke on the surface.

After dinner, Ji Ting went back to his room to pack his things, and Zhao Hao continued to tidy himself up.

Zhao Hao can change clothes for two hours, from head to toe, and he doesn't forget to match various accessories, wishing to turn himself into a flower peacock.

Every time I change a set, I have to walk in front of Ji Ting twice,

Ji Ting watched him switch to the fifth set, and finally couldn't help it, "Can you change the flowers again?"

Zhao Hao took a pair of sunglasses and put them on, "What do you know, this is called airport fashion."

"Have you ever heard the saying that the completion of fashion depends on your appearance?" Ji Ting said indifferently, "Besides, the ones who follow are all idols, you are a rapper, and you are ridiculed every day on variety shows." Can you honestly stop doing it?"

"A variety artist who doesn't want to be an idol is not a good rapper." Zhao Hao changed into two sunglasses and put on a baseball cap, "It's alright, alright, isn't this bad?"

Zhao Hao really finished tossing and ran to Ji Ting's room to help him take out the things.

Ji Ting was annoyed by him, and didn't want to be polite to him, so he leaned on the sofa with his head down and continued to look at his phone.

"Your power bank is quite cute." Zhao Hao joked while carrying Ji Ting's bag, "It can't be your own, the little girl gave it to you?"

Ji Ting glanced at him, but ignored him.

Zhao Hao's three-year-old child's curiosity came up again, and he put the bag on the sofa and started to study the power bank.

Ji Ting waited for him for a minute, but didn't hear anything. He looked up at Zhao Hao in surprise, but saw him staring at the power bank with a serious face.

"Who gave you this thing?" Without waiting for Ji Ting to speak, Zhao Hao raised his head, with a serious expression, completely gone from the previous look, "Give me the scissors on the table over there."

"What's the matter?" Ji Ting was taken aback for a moment, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, stopped talking nonsense, took the scissors and handed them to him.

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