Idol and school grass are at the same table

Thanks to the school bully whose face is swollen, but whose spirit is not extinguished, Ji Ting finally showed signs of breaking the ice after more than half a month of cold war with Zhao Hao.

Although Ji Ting was very dissatisfied with Zhao Hao's behavior of preferring to find others rather than directly looking for himself, he didn't continue to quarrel.

Ji Ting knew that he was also at fault this time, not to mention anything else, when he quarreled with Zhao Hao in public like that, Zhao Hao didn't fight him directly, he already let him go.

What's more, I didn't cause him less trouble. The cold war is now, and it's nothing more normal.

But Ji Ting is a stubborn and hard-tempered person, even though his heart has softened to water, he still has to behave like a rock on the surface, if Zhao Hao doesn't look for him, he ignores Zhao Hao.

It is impossible to take the initiative to show favor, and it is impossible in this life.

After the performance, the protagonist of the concert invited several supporting guests to have dinner together, and by the way, Zhao Hao asked Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing to join him.

Ji Ting was no longer angry in his heart, and he still showed indifference to Zhao Hao's invitation.

Zhao Hao was in a good mood, and smiled even more happily looking at him, "Look at you, you are like a child, childish."

"Aren't you naive?" Ji Ting sat on the sofa and watched the busy people next to him, "If you have something to say, you can't tell me directly, you have to find someone else? Did you give small reports to the teacher when you were young?"

This is the last stop of the tour. Zhao Hao's friend booked a hot pot restaurant, and even the staff invited them to have dinner together.

Several guests plus Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing sat at a table.

The guests, Ji Ting, knew each other, even if they had never spoken to each other, they had met each other, but they were not in the same circle after all, Ji Ting was not very familiar with them.

Probably because everyone who engages in hip-hop has a kind of obsessive enthusiasm, and a few people chatted very happily.

Ji Ting didn't like to talk in the first place, but now he was very quiet. He would only say a few words when asked by other people occasionally, and at most he would continue to chat with Zhao Hao in a boring way.

The usually noisy school bully was so quiet that Ji Ting almost forgot that he brought someone with him.

Halfway through the meal, Ji Ting remembered that he should take care of someone next to him who forced him to be more out of place.

Fortunately, Shen Zhixing never had any embarrassment. He felt at ease when he didn't know anyone. Seeing Ji Ting staring at him, he smiled and teased him, "Watching me eat will make you more appetite?"

Ji Ting didn't react, and said "Ah?" in a little bewilderment,

"You don't eat your own, what are you staring at me for?" The corners of Shen Zhixing's mouth curved further, "If you do this again, I will suspect that you have some ulterior motives for me."

Ji Ting glared at him, "I'm full, I don't want to eat."

"You only took a few mouthfuls." Shen Zhixing pursed his lips, "What's the matter, you are idols, do you let yourself drink dew to live, regardless of gender?"

Drinking dew is not enough, but when Ji Ting was a trainee, he did control his diet in order to keep in shape.

I don't know if it's because I really have nothing to do, or because that person is Shen Zhixing, but Ji Ting suddenly has some thoughts about sharing memories with him.

Ji Ting shook his head, "I was quite fat when I was young. If you have watched "Comeon", you should know that I was a little fat back then."

"After I joined the company, those teachers started to make me lose weight, so in fact, what made me feel the hardest at the beginning was not the practice, but the eating." Ji Ting's eyes drifted a little, and he fell into a memory, "Of course, practice also It's been hard work."

When "Comeon" just ended, Ji Ting was a little angry, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit flustered, thinking that he has great strength, and he can be top-notch no matter where he is.

It was only after entering Xinghe that Ji Ting was not like this at all.

Not to mention child stars and super-strength rookies who have never been drafted, just like Ji Ting, who stand out in the competition, there are quite a few who are included in Xinghe's bag.

There are all kinds of talents, they are all young, and their appearance is higher than the other. In comparison, Ji Ting is really nothing.

Besides, apart from being able to sing a few lines of rap and write a few lines of lyrics, Ji Ting doesn't know anything else.

I have no foundation in dancing, and I am not very good at singing. Fortunately, I learned musical instruments when I was a child, and I still understand a little music theory.

Of course, it's useless.

But at that time, Ji Ting still didn't feel that he was bad, and his parents opposed him as a trainee at the time, and at the same time they filed for divorce.

It made Ji Ting practice hard, and the resentment in his heart was getting deeper and deeper. He spent every day in resentment, and practiced with five hearts.

In this way, it took until the first end-of-month assessment, and he went to the second-to-last class, and was almost dismissed.

"Later, probably because I practiced dancing every day, I exercised a lot, and at that time I was running between school and company, my work, rest and diet were irregular, and I had been deliberately controlling my diet, so I gradually lost weight."

"Probably because the process of losing weight is too painful. Although I have lost weight, I don't like to eat those high-calorie foods. It seems that eating has become a habit, and I have no appetite."

Ji Ting said it very simply, with a calm expression on his face, but Shen Zhixing felt complicated when he heard it.

The chest seemed to be pressed by something, a little stuffy, a little blocked, and there was some inexplicable dull pain.

After Ji Ting finished speaking, he paused for a moment, looked at Shen Zhixing's somewhat complicated eyes, and paused slightly, "It's actually quite good, at least I now have a face at the level of a school grass."

It was obviously a joke to ease the atmosphere, but for some reason it didn't achieve the effect.

Shen Zhixing looked at Ji Ting, and suddenly wanted to hug him into his arms, to let his body soak up his own warmth, to warm his hands as if he would never get hot.

He didn't know why he had such thoughts, but he knew that the pain in his chest was not sharp but could not be ignored, it was distressing.

After dinner, Zhao Hao asked his assistant to send Shen Zhixing home.

"Your little friend is really interesting." As soon as Shen Zhixing left, Zhao Hao sat in the back, "Just now I saw you two talking all the time, it's rare to see who you chat with so happily."

Ji Ting was still thinking that he would rather find Shen Zhixing than himself, so he said dissatisfied, "So this is why you quarreled with me, and you are looking for him instead of me?"

"Then I'm looking for him because I'm looking for you?" Zhao Hao smiled. "Besides, it's more difficult for me to find him. Doesn't that also show how much I care and value you?"

"Look, for you, I spent a lot of time pleasing the people around you, in order to make you reconcile with me, isn't it very touching?"

I was not moved, but this logic really made Ji Ting admire, "Your level of sophistry is indeed comparable to that person who left just now."

"No wonder you like him so much." Ji Ting hummed, a little childishly said, "Anyway, I forgive you for the time being, but if you do any more messy things in the future..."

Zhao Hao paused, paused for a few seconds, and lowered his voice a lot, "What is a mess?"

"Don't you know what kind of mess? Do some useless things under the banner of what's good for me."

Probably because there was still resentment in his heart, Ji Ting's tone of voice was a bit aggressive. After speaking, both of them fell silent, and the atmosphere in the car was inexplicably tense.

A few seconds later, Ji Ting realized something and turned to look at Zhao Hao, "You can't, you just..."

"Ji Ting." The two men's eyes met, and Zhao Hao suddenly interrupted him, "If you are like this, we will still have to quarrel."

Ji Ting was taken aback, and reflexively wanted to argue with him again.

Zhao Hao stretched out his hand to block between the two, and made a stop gesture, "Wait a minute, you listen to me first."

"I really don't want to quarrel with you anymore." Zhao Hao paused, and looked at the person in front of him seriously, "We have very different ideas on certain issues, although not everyone can agree with friends and relatives. Be consistent in thinking, skip these, and still be a good brother.”

"But there are some problems that don't exist if you turn the page. If you don't make it clear, don't talk about quarreling, it will happen sooner or later."

Zhao Hao stared straight at Ji Ting, the light inside the car was not good, Ji Ting couldn't see his eyes clearly, but seemed to feel the deep helplessness, exhaustion, and...disappointment in his eyes.

That was an expression he had never seen in Zhao Hao's eyes before.

Ji Ting was suddenly at a loss, wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Hao finally moved.

He leaned back as if he was tired, his voice was low and tired, "Let's talk about it."

Ji Ting really panicked, the composure cultivated by years of stage experience has disappeared without a trace.

In the past, Zhao Hao would definitely have taken care of his mood and stopped talking, but today Zhao Hao continued as if he didn't see it, "I'll say what I want to say first, and you can do whatever you want after you finish."

"He Xiaoyang's debut album preparations, I also participated in the production, and then I put the two songs you wrote before, and one of them was included in the main list."

These words hit Ji Ting like a heavy punch, and in an instant, the blood all over his body froze.

People also froze.

Although Zhao Hao's attitude was much tougher than before, he still paused unconsciously when he said this sentence, subconsciously observing Ji Ting's expression.

The moment he saw Ji Ting's expression, he knew it was over.

But the deal is done, it is impossible for him to retreat to the safe zone, put on a good brother attitude, and continue to get along with Ji Ting.

The problem was already in front of him, if it could not be resolved, he and Ji Ting had no choice but to part ways.

Those two songs were actually written by Ji Ting when he was still in the team. In fact, they are not complete songs. They are just a few demos. But I shared it with my teammates and Zhao Hao.

When Ji Ting left Galaxy, he wanted to give up music completely, but he couldn't bear it, so he sent all the demos to Zhao Hao, and then deleted all the demos here.

Putting Ji Ting's song in it was not his decision alone. He also discussed it with others and thought for a long time before he did it.

When Ji Ting wrote those two songs, he wrote them in order to cooperate with the team. No matter from the big style or the small details, they are very suitable for He Xiaoyang and his group.

Before doing this, Zhao Hao wanted to talk to Ji Ting first, but he tried a few times, and Ji Ting was very resistant.

He Xiaoyang also knew before Zhao Hao did this, he tried to get close to Ji Ting and mentioned this matter to Ji Ting, but Ji Ting's reaction was more intense.

It was already dark, and the lights in the car were not bright, which made the atmosphere in the car tense and depressing.

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhao Hao couldn't tell what it was like.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth, "I'm done talking, you can scold me, whatever you want, I will admit it."

"But I don't think there is anything wrong with putting your song in. Maybe you think I'm redundant, but my original intention is really for your own good. I want your talent to be seen. Even if you don't want to stand on stage, Behind the scenes is always possible, right?"

"Anyway, calm down first, and let's talk about other things when you really think about it."

Zhao Hao's words silenced the two of them again.

The two of them were in such a stalemate that even the little assistant driving in front was worried.

He has been paying attention to the two of them since just now. Although the two of them didn't quarrel much this time, he can feel that the crisis hidden in this seemingly calm atmosphere is even greater.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Ting finally had a reaction.

Without even looking at Zhao Hao, he said to the assistant word by word, "Brother Wang, stop the car."

Ji Ting's voice was low and hoarse, and seemed to be crying.

The assistant was looking at him from the rearview mirror, caught Ji Ting's gaze unexpectedly, and was startled.

But Zhao Hao didn't speak, and the little assistant didn't dare to stop the car, and quickly looked away to pretend not to hear.

Zhao Hao in the back seat spoke at this moment, "It's not convenient here, let's stop in front."

When Ji Ting got out of the car, he walked very resolutely.

As soon as the car drove away, tears flowed out.

This is not a bustling area, and it is already late, so there are basically no people on the side of the road.

Obviously, spring is coming soon, and the temperature has risen a little during the day, but it is still very cold at night.

The howling cold wind blew on his face, bringing a biting chill.

Ji Ting didn't know where this was, nor where he was going.

He walked aimlessly for an unknown amount of time, raised his hand to wipe his face, and only felt a coldness.

The street lamp next to it seemed to be broken, flashing a dim yellow light in the dark night.

Ji Ting finally stopped, squatting on the ground as if tired, and took out his mobile phone.

Ji Ting couldn't find the contacts in WeChat, but Ji Ting didn't know who to call.

The cold wind soon made Ji Ting's hands stiff, and he finally found Shen Zhixing's name from the people who sent messages recently.

The moment the phone was connected, Ji Ting burst into tears again uncontrollably.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is a bit stuck...

I have already thought of the scene where Ting Ting and Brother Xing talked about their sweet love, but they still haven’t confessed their love, these two sons are really disappointing (ノ`⊿?)ノ