After the disbandment of Tiantuan, I became popular

When Lu Xi saw He Junchao's smile in the mirror, she was dazed for a few seconds.

But then, he heard movement from outside the door.

Due to being followed by paparazzi for a long time in the past, out of an instinctive self-protection mentality, he conditionedly raised his elbow and smashed it back.

He Junchao forgot where he was for a moment, and the touch of his palm distracted his attention, and was caught off guard by Lu Xi's hard hit on his chest.

He coughed, staggered back two steps, and covered the place where he was hit.

The whole scene looked very much like a bully molested a boy from a good family and was beaten up, and Daemon at the door was petrified.

Lu Xi turned her head and found out that it was him, then she relaxed.

"Damn, I'm just kidding you for being so cruel, what's the matter!" He Junchao couldn't help but angrily said.

Lu Xi lowered her face, looked at him and said, "It hurts?"

"Of course it hurts!" He Junchao rubbed his chest and said.

"It's good that it hurts, so you can remember that jokes are not casual." Lu Xi said coldly.

He grabbed the sweat towel and water bottle that were lying on the ground, walked around Damon and went out.

He Junchao was so angry that his hands trembled, pointing at his leaving figure, he said, "I just gave him a push, he dared to hit me? He actually hit his mentor!"

Dimon: "..." I thought to myself what kind of tiger and wolf words, what are you talking about, my little ancestor!

Early the next morning, Lu Xi arrived at the practice room at six o'clock as usual.

Wu Chenghuan asked him to help with stretching, and he walked over to help him stretch.

The teammate next to him said: "Today we are going to be released again. I heard that PD He went to Beijing, and Teacher Song is not here."

"Isn't he still there last night? He rushed to Beijing overnight?" Wu Chenghuan was sweating profusely, but his ears were still pricked up.

Lu Xi frowned inadvertently, and said, "How do you know he was still there last night?"

Hearing him ask this, Wu Chenghuan was quite surprised.Lu Xi basically didn't participate in their gossip discussions, and this was the first time he spoke.

"I heard from the class next door that he came out of the practice room very late yesterday." Wu Chenghuan said, "By the way, you didn't return to the dormitory until almost twelve o'clock yesterday, didn't you see him?"

Lu Xi accidentally stretched his legs further apart.

"Ah, ah, ah, it hurts!" Wu Chenghuan wailed, and immediately forgot about his problem.

After a while, Qiao Songnian came with a bun in his mouth.

He entered the door with his front foot, and the staff followed him in, and hurriedly said: "Just to let you know, the first rehearsal will be held this afternoon."

The bun stuck in Qiao Songnian's throat, choking him so much that he rolled his eyes.

"I see! Rehearsal this afternoon?!" The others said in horror.

Lu Xi's expression also changed.

Wu Chenghuan screamed: "No way! I haven't figured out my movements yet! Is it time to go on stage?"

Everyone wailed, quickly put away their lazy hearts, stood up and practiced quickly.

Lu Xi didn't speak for the whole morning, and she seemed to be preoccupied while eating.

But everyone was like him, so he didn't attract attention.

Among them, the only one who was not nervous was probably Qiao Songnian.

In his words, a broken jar is broken, and a barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, all the trainees gathered in the studio.

But luckily in the misfortune, only Hai Ling and Hope were present, and the other two most strict ones were not there.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, everyone was notified temporarily, and everyone had panic on their faces.

Hai Ling picked up the microphone, and everyone thought she was trying to appease everyone, but she said: "From now on, you will be like this when you make your debut. You will be rushing to catch up with various announcements, and even make-up can only be done in the car. Don't think that surprise raids are bad. Yes, if you can't even handle this accident, how can you become an idol in the future."

The trainees all fell silent.

The field controller called the names of the shows one by one in the front, and the two teams took turns to perform.

Wu Chenghuan turned around in the background, muttering: "What happened after this action? Who should I switch places with?"

"When you're nervous, can you stop counting the beat, causing me to follow along."

"I didn't open my throat well, cough cough cough vomit vomit!"

Qiao Songnian said: "Don't be so nervous, it's not just the stage, what are you afraid of, learn from me, Brother Lu..."

He turned his head and saw some sweat dripping from Lu Xi's forehead, he was speechless and choked up: "...pretend I didn't say anything."

A head popped up from the field controller: "The next group, "Badguy"."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Several people were going crazy.

Wu Chenghuan quickly said: "Mr. Lu, if I step on your foot later, please forgive me!"

"En." Lu Xi answered absent-mindedly, as if she was out of tune with their world, and didn't hear what he was saying at all.

Everyone stepped onto the stage.

The bright light hit the face, and there was a crowd of trainees standing below.

It's not a formal stage with an audience, but it is a stage.

As long as it is a stage, it will make Lu Xi feel unbearable fear.

Hai Ling and Hope sat at the front, watched the performance on the stage through the camera, and whispered to each other from time to time.

The five people on the stage stood up respectively, Lu Xi lowered her head, and slowly gathered the hands hanging by her side.

The feeling of suffocation slowly came to my heart again, as if I was gradually sinking into the bottom of the water and was about to drown.

Shaking lifts, blinding lights, and loud noises.

He closed his eyes and let out a breath.

At this moment, Qiao Songnian yelled suddenly, "Be careful—"

The moment Lu Xi opened her eyes, the lamp that was hanging high just now fell down in an instant.

With a loud bang, the headlight slammed on a person, and the whole stage trembled.

The surroundings suddenly went crazy, and all the staff shouted and rushed forward.

In an instant, there was only one thought in Lu Xi's dizzy mind.

——His stage has a spell.

Again.

After He Junchao finished filming a promotional video, he went to the shade to rest for a while.

He was wearing a vest and beach shorts, a hat and sunglasses on his head, and he was almost burnt in the scorching sun.

Seeing that he was extremely hot, Damon went to a nearby convenience store to buy some ice packs for him.

The photographer next to him held his mobile phone and said, "Oh my god, Jun Chao, something happened to your nickname."

"What?" He Junchao asked inexplicably.

The photographer read the news and said: "The headlights in the studio suddenly fell and injured a trainee. Will the trainee participate in the stage of "Badguy" and meet us as scheduled?"

He Junchao suddenly raised his head, "What did you say? Which stage?"

The photographer said: "It says "Badguy", have you heard this song too...Hey, Jun Chao? Why are you going?"

He Junchao threw his hat on the table and said without looking back, "Tell Damon for me, I'm going back in a hurry."

"No, we haven't finished shooting yet!" The photographer was dumbfounded.

He Junchao ran all the way outside the shooting location, and hail a car casually.

The driver said, "Hello, where are you going?"

He Junchao pressed the phone without raising his head: "Huairou."

Driver: "... Huairou?"

He Junchao said irritably: "I'll give you double the money, please hurry up, thank you."

He called Lu Xi's cell phone for a long time, but it showed that it was turned off. Only then did he realize that his cell phone had been confiscated.

The driver carefully looked at him from the rearview mirror and said, "I think you look a bit like a star, what's your name..."

He Junchao called the director directly, it rang for a long time before he picked it up.

"Hello, Jun Chao?" Director Zhong panted, as if running.

He Junchao hurriedly said: "Director Zhong, what happened? Why did the lights in the studio fall off? Who did it hit?"

"Damn it, it's the lighting engineer who didn't check it in advance. This Xiao Zhao told him to block the news!" Director Zhong was going crazy when he heard that, "I have a lot of things to deal with here, and I will contact you later."

Just as He Junchao was about to speak, he hung up.

He cursed in a low voice, then called Hai Ling.

The driver suddenly realized: "Ah, I remembered! Are you that Wu Yanzu? Ah, no, Wu Yanzu doesn't seem to be so young."

No one picked up Hailing's cell phone, and He Junchao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily, "Can you drive faster? Don't push me!"

The driver then shut his mouth embarrassingly.

In the trainee dormitory.

The rest of "Badguy" sat around a table.

Qiao Songnian sighed and said, "I don't know what's going on in the hospital right now, I really want to go out and see him."

"It's okay, the field control sister said it was only a minor injury, but it just looked scary, don't worry too much." Wu Chenghuan patted him and said.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is here?" Qiao Songnian stood up and went to open the door.

The man kept knocking on the door, as if he couldn't wait just a few steps away.

Qiao Songnian opened the door and said, "Stop knocking, it's all over..."

Halfway through his speech, he froze in place.

He Junchao was wearing a white vest and shorts, with flip-flops on the soles of his feet, as if he had run for a few kilometers, he held the door and looked at him panting.

Qiao Songnian: "Hey... pd?"