I chase after the actor by lifting iron

For this sports meeting, Aicheng rented the Chongshi Gymnasium.

The gymnasium held the National Games last year, and the facilities are top-notch. It would be even better if there were not so many sweet-scented osmanthus flowers planted around the stadium.

Sitting in the lounge, Ming Chen felt uncomfortable, the path connecting his nose to his eyes was always sour, and he always wanted to blink.

He didn't need to look in the mirror to know that the circles under his eyes must be red, and he probably will play red today.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened, and the staff brought in another man.

Ming Chen put on a smiling face subconsciously, and called Brother Yang Xi.It's like saying hello to the dozen or so big and small stars currently in the room.

However, even if the first dozen or so people were not familiar with each other, they all exchanged greetings before they each found a place to sit down.

This Yang Xi was different, he glanced at him expressionlessly, and walked around him to hug a first-line female singer behind him.

Ming Chen smiled, pretended nothing had happened, stepped back a little further, and leaned against the wall to check Weibo.

We were assigned to another lounge on Wednesday, probably due to the black box grouping. A lounge will automatically form a team afterward.

In his room, Yang Xi is the biggest guy right now, and everyone else seems to be very anxious.

Mingchen met him at a party and talked to him a few times.At that time, Yang Xi was not as popular as he is now, and he was quite kind to him. I don't know if his attitude today has anything to do with him being one of Liu Cha's eight older brothers.

Boring to scroll through Weibo, two more people entered the room, and someone called him.

"Sister Chen, come!" Yuexiu waved to him while sitting at the small coffee table.

Mingchen saw Yang Xi who was sitting next to Yuexiu, pursed his lips and still passed.

There are even six of him at this table, and their status in the world is not bad, at least they have been searched because of trivial matters.Regardless of whether it represented his own popularity or the strength of the company, at least the level was reached.

The Yuexiu who called him over was also an idol, she came from a girl group, and she and Ming Chen had served as a mentor for a variety show that was a wall-to-wall talent show, and they had a very good relationship.

There are three other people, one is a powerful female singer, two are actors who have just become popular this year, and the last is Yang Xi, the only actor who can remove the word "quasi-first-line".

"What's wrong with Chenmei's eyes?" Yuexiu waited for him to sit down, and leaned over to look.

Ming Chen tilted his head to avoid it, and smiled at her: "It's okay, I'm a little allergic."

Yuexiu stopped asking, and turned around and said, "Where did I just say that? Oh, Yang Xi University is the captain of the school basketball team! It's too strong..."

These people are all highly educated in the entertainment industry. The female singer and Yang Xi are alumni, and they have been talking about the gossip in the school, saying that when Yang Xi has a competition, even the college students from the other side of the city will come all the way. to see something.

Ming Chen plays a very perfect saw-mouthed vase.

He wasn't in a particularly bad mood, and he was usually quite able to deal with these conversations on such occasions.

For example, after Yuexiu said that she was too strong, she also echoed a few words, or said some interesting things that she knew under the topic.

But now that these have touched his blind spot of knowledge, he doesn't know what to say.

"Let's not talk about college, I never ran a sports meeting in high school. My school is very strict, and those who didn't sign up had to bring their homework and write it in the stands. Can you believe it..." Yuexiu sighed: "The head teacher is standing by the side. As a prison guard, when he saw the 3000-meter runner in our class coming, he gave an order, and everyone applauded and shouted slogans, and continued to do homework after shouting."

The two little actors laughed and rolled off their chairs.

"High school class consciousness is strong," the female singer said with a smile: "I still remember the slogan our class chanted, it's so good in the second class... our third class, let's say, the third class is the strongest, eliminates violence and safety, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me Those who die!"

Ming Chen couldn't help laughing, just after a couple of hahas, Yang Xi casually asked him: "What slogan is Ming Chen shouting in class?"

Ming Chen was taken aback when he asked this question.

"Forgot," he said.

In fact, he didn't know to shout slogans at all, and he didn't know whether others would forget such things.

He didn't know what to say to keep himself from being timid.

"Ah, I thought Ming Chen was the type who loves to participate in group activities?" The female singer asked curiously, "Where did you go to university?"

Ming Chen was silent, and could only laugh and say, "I didn't go to university."

"It's still worth it." The female singer didn't have any bad intentions, she was a little older, she said a few words of persuasion gently, and Ming Chen nodded obediently.

But he felt that time was a bit difficult.

There were voices everywhere in the lounge. Even though the doors and windows were closed and the air conditioner was constantly renewing the air, he still felt the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus coming in somewhere.

If it wasn't uncomfortable, he would have liked the taste very much.

But human beings are like this, the sense organs exist depending on the needs of survival.If you eat something that makes you feel uncomfortable, your body will make you feel bad, and if you think about something that makes you feel uncomfortable, your body will make you hate it.

As for whether such a thing is good or bad, when it comes to individuals, there will never be a correct answer.

Ming Chen began to look forward to the arrival of everyone and the next session.

"By the way, there is a question I've always wanted to ask..." Yang Xi cut off Yuexiu's words.

Yang Xi is dressed in a shirt and trousers, very formal, and his facial features look decent.

In layman's terms, it is the male protagonist's face.

He also looked at Ming Chen with a very honest expression, as if he was really just curious: "Why do fans call you sister Chen?"

These words covered the sound of the door opening again, Ming Chen was in a daze, and he didn't even bother to share the door.

In fact, there is a very formal answer to this question. He can explain to Yang Xi what "clay sculpture powder" is, and even the origin of this term, or to put it simply, it is a way for some fans to express their love. I can't go.

But he knew that Yang Xi didn't really want an answer.

Having been in the circle for so many years, it's not like he hasn't dealt with this kind of situation before. He smiled and was about to say something to skip this topic when someone grabbed his shoulder.

"Because he's cute." Si Yan'an took a cool look at Yang Xi: "Ming Chen came out with me."

***

"Have you recovered from your allergies?" Si Yan'an asked.

The two of them stood in the corridor and didn't go anywhere else, Ming Chen's mind was in a mess, all capitalized Chinese, English, Japanese and Korean versions of "Why is the male god here? Why is the male god here? Why is the male god here?"...

"Ah!" He lost all reason and nodded indiscriminately.

"..." Si Yanan frowned at him, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Mingchen regained his sanity, rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and laughed: "My eyes are red when I don't sleep well, no one hit me, male god, why are you here?"

Si Yanan narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at him for a long time, and then said, "Come and see."

In fact, if you look around, you will find that most of the entertainment industry is here today, and it is not surprising that the male god will come.

But he knows intellectually, but emotionally he is still flustered, Ming Chen now feels that if he is given a sky-swapping monkey, he can sit and rush into the universe and travel around the earth.

And sister Xi Shi never said anything before!

This excitement has been supporting him to put on makeup, direct the cue process, draw lots and do everything in groups, until he stands on the playground, he is a little bit overwhelmed.

Another surprise, Si Yan'an formed a team with him.

A group!

Long live the orange, I love the black box.

After everyone dressed up, they went to the playground in a glamorous fashion.

"Let's discuss it," Si Yan'an issued orders calmly: "Whoever applies for what project, one person will give priority to filling in one."

Yang Xi nodded, and he didn't seem to have any rebellious feelings about becoming the clerk of this class for no reason.

It's just that there are not as many conversations in the lounge as before.

They were standing under the big parasol on the sidelines, Ming Chen couldn't help but took a few steps outside to observe the big stadium.

The lawn is very green, the sun is very bright, and the stands are still empty. The audience will be able to enter the venue after ten o'clock. It will definitely be very lively!

God will see it too!

He saw Wednesday on the other side from afar, and Wednesday saw him too, stretched out his hand and waved.

He also tiptoed and waved.

"Mingchen!" Si Yan'an called him, "Come back, what are you looking at?"

Ming Chen jumped back: "nan...brother!"

Si Yanan: "..."

other people:"…………"

The camera was on the sidelines, and Ming Chen finally stopped the car, so he didn't have the nerve to call him a god.But the surrounding people have different expressions, and they don't know what they are thinking in their hearts.

"Ask me what you want to apply for," the female singer said with a smile, "Although it's a friendly match, you still have to compete for it. Do you have any special events?"

"Run." Ming Chen said.

Everyone was silent, and Yang Xi glanced at Si Yan'an in embarrassment: "It seems that everyone is good at running."

Ming Chen realized that the quota was full, and was about to say anything else, so he heard Si Yan'an say, "There is still a relay."

Eight by 100 meters mixed men's and women's relay.

The popularity is not enough, and people come together. Usually, this kind of climax project is often left to the last to discuss candidates. After all, everyone wants to participate.

He glanced at Yang Xi's hand, and sure enough, he saw that the relay was still blank.

But now Si Yan'an mentioned Ming Chen first.

Ming Chen's heart was beating violently, but he didn't make a sound. Yang Xi hesitated for two seconds and wrote his name in the blank column.

At this moment, Ming Chen felt for the first time that he could do it.

He is a person with no sense of competition, and most of the time he is willing to sacrifice his mood to make the atmosphere pleasant and harmonious.

But now go fuck it.

Fuck Harmony.

The male god asked him to relay the relay, so he didn't relay because he wanted to leave it to Liu Cha and his eight brothers.

He smiled brightly at everyone, saying that I will definitely work hard, and then did not compete for other projects.He even agreed to Yang Xi's somewhat sarcastic proposal of asking him "Can you jump high?"

In the end he won three events, high jump, shot put, mixed relay.

Interesting items will be discussed after today's competition.

Except for the mixed relay, the other two competitions are today. Among them, the high jump is the earliest, and the timetable is the third event. It is estimated that it will be his turn after ten o'clock.

Si Yan'an is still coordinating other people's projects, and the people who have been assigned retreat to the outer circle.

Ming Chen saw that the audience had already entered the arena one after another, and the small yellow flag representing his group was also hung at the gate.

The sun was very hot, he was squinting his eyes to look at the flag, Yuexiu came over and asked in a low voice: "Sister Chen, do you have conflicts with Yang Xi?"

Ming Chen sighed: "Before today, I thought there was no such thing."

"..." Yuexiu was speechless, looking him up and down: "I just said...he wants you to jump high and throw a shot put...does he mean to bully you..."

Ming Chen turned to look at her.

Yuexiu was annoyed: "Why! I'm worried about you, I'm taller than you in high heels, and I have more flesh on my arms than you, what's wrong with worrying?"

Ming Chen laughed: "Your hands are almost as thin as iron rods and yams, and they are thicker. I'll do it properly."

"That's good... I don't know why, but I always feel that you can't do it." She sighed: "Did you eat the brainwashing package of your clay sculpture powder?"

"Maybe, I..." Ming Chen suddenly thought of something, his expression froze.

"Huh?" Yuexiu became nervous.

"I'll go back to the dressing room." After Ming Chen finished speaking, he ran towards the backstage preparation area, and when he heard Yuexiu call him twice, he didn't stop.

Si Yan'an paused for a moment, wrote two more words, tore them into strips, and kneaded them into a ball.

"Let's draw lots, someone has to jump high." He stretched out his hand.

He didn't know the two little girls in front of him.

To be precise, among the people who came today, he probably knew less than half of Ming Chen's.

The young people squeezed their heads for this opportunity, and they were all very excited, fighting for a project that might show their good side.

It's not the same as Ming Chen.

Little girl A got the high jump lottery he wrote, and little girl B was able to kick the shuttlecock.

The little girl B concealed a victor's expression, threw a coquettish smile at Si Yan'an, and went to the side to prepare.

"No more?" Si Yan'an looked down at the form as if blind, and confirmed that each item was filled with three people.

Yang Xi hummed, and handed him some other papers for inspection.

"Okay," Si Yan'an said, "give it to the director, I'll go to the bathroom."

Yang Xi resignedly said yes.

Si Yan'an did not walk slowly, and went into the backstage to look around.

He wasn't sure what Mingchen was going backstage in a hurry, and he didn't know where to look for it.

Just as he was about to make a WeChat voice call or something, the door of the dressing room was pushed open, and Ming Chen slammed into him like a small cannonball.

The little thing was so powerful that Si Yan'an felt that his waist was about to break, so he couldn't help hissing.

"Male god!" Ming Chen looked startled.

Si Yanan waved away his outstretched hand, stood still, and found that the little thing was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that was unbuttoned, revealing a piece of porcelain-white chest and abdomen.

At a glance, there are no lumps of abs.

Inexplicably feeling a little suffocated, Si Yanan asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing, in a hurry."

Ming Chen's eyes were red, and he was aggrieved without expression, and now he looked a little anxious, as if someone bullied him.Si Yanan closed his eyes, did he scare him?

He said silently twice to calm down: "What's the matter?"

Ming Chen finally stopped hesitating to speak, gritted his teeth, stuffed the concealer he was holding into Si Yan'an's hand, and turned his back to lift up his clothes.

Si Yan'an saw a snow-white back.

There are also two waist dimples.

He subconsciously wanted to look away, but when he caught a black trace, he focused again.

It should be a tattoo, with curved black lines, I can't tell what it is.

Horizontally flipped S?

Ming Chen stretched out his hand and pulled down the waistband of his trousers a little, and said in a muffled voice, "Male God, help me apply some concealer, I'm afraid I'll jump higher in a while."

Si Yanan grabbed him and pushed him to the dressing room.

"Go in." He looked around, a little annoyed.