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"Who is the hottest, don't you know?"

Shu Ling's brows were low, her eyes were tightly tied to the person in front of her like a chain, when she saw the person leaning against someone else, she felt inexplicably displeased, so she subconsciously made this move.

It's inexplicable, but that's what he wants to do.

Song Mingxuan's face twisted slightly: "It hurts, it hurts, take it easy."

Shu Ling relaxed, but still did not let go.

"You mean..." Song Mingxuan didn't make useless struggles, and tentatively asked, "You want to fire CP with me?"

Shu Ling narrowed her eyes slightly: "Who do you want to date?"

Song Mingxuan's back shivered from being stared at, and he blurted out: "Who can I date, isn't it just me who is posting all the time?"

"Oh?" Shu Ling.

Song Mingxuan quietly hid his head, but the hot breath from the other party made his ears itch: "Can we... can we talk in a different position?"

At this time, Song Mingxuan was held in Shu Ling's arms from behind, and their actions were so intimate that they could be called ambiguous.

silence.

The deep and magnetic voice penetrated unstoppably into Song Mingxuan's brain nerves, arousing slight tingling currents.

"who are you?"

Song Mingxuan was taken aback.

But Shu Ling didn't want to get an answer, she dragged the person to a place where there was no camera.

Seeing that the location is getting more and more remote, Song Mingxuan panicked when thinking of the male lead's unscrupulous character, and he refused to follow behind him desperately: "Where are you taking me?"

Shu Ling was surprised by his sudden resistance: "Be obedient." Her words were gentle, but her actions undeniably strengthened her control, pushing her into a storage room.

Song Mingxuan was thrown onto the cargo, and could only watch as the other party locked the door behind her. The alienated face revealed to the outside world gradually cracked in the slightly dim storage room, revealing her coldness and condescension.

"You..." He wanted to retreat, but unfortunately there was no way to retreat.

Shu Ling stretched out her hand to hold her heart, and in the dark environment at this moment, he felt a sense of excitement uncontrollably, and her heart beat more vividly and intensely.

The cold blood also seemed to heat up.

He stared at the person with a clean temperament in front of him, and saw a light blue halo in the lacquer-like black eyes of the other party, and when he approached for a closer look, it turned out that it was filled with his own figure.

Song Mingxuan was stiff all over, and the current situation forced him to think wildly: "Well, Shu Ling, I will agree to whatever you want me to do, don't..." He really couldn't find the reason why the other party suddenly behaved like this, and began to talk to himself, " I will definitely make your friend give up on me, and I will never pester him again, if you don't believe me, we, we can sign an agreement."

"Are you afraid of me?" Shu Ling completely saw through Song Mingxuan's thoughts, and no longer skipped them in a hurry like in the past. At this moment, he used all his attention to observe, but the result he got made him feel a little violent, until Breaking through his reason, he wanted to do something to express the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time since his rebirth.

He bowed his head and leaned closer to the ear: "Why?"

It seemed that if Song Mingxuan didn't give a satisfactory answer, something terrible would happen.

Song Mingxuan huddled on the cargo, not daring to move, and was brainstorming, but he couldn't help jumping to guesses about whether he would be murdered.

Shu Ling lost her patience, her eyes were full of shadows, and she was piercingly cold: "The draft is over, sign my studio."

"?!" Song Mingxuan raised his head, and his lips brushed the other's cheek inadvertently.

This accident made both of them unavoidably stunned for a moment. It was not the first time they had experienced this intimate contact, but something was different.

The cold feeling enveloped Song Mingxuan's lips, and after being lightly rubbed, they became hot, forcing him to open his mouth to let someone come in to stir the wind and rain.

"Well--"

The sound of viscous water rang out in the narrow storage room, Song Mingxuan was trapped in Shu Ling's arms and endured the opponent's forceful aggression like a broken bamboo.

The gradually rising temperature is no longer enough to be satisfied by kissing.

There were a few irregular footsteps outside the door, as if someone was approaching the storage room.

Sometimes the trainees in the show are stressed or addicted, they will go to places without cameras to smoke, and occasionally talk about things that cannot be said in front of the camera.

Song Mingxuan hugged Shu Ling's head that was gradually lowering down, clenched tightly on the moan that was about to spit out.

As if knowing his worries, Shu Ling became more presumptuous, until the body in her palm trembled violently, and pleasant panting rang in his ears.

When the sound outside the storage room could no longer be heard, Song Mingxuan didn't have the extra strength to support himself to keep standing, and fell into the person's arms and let him move.

The heavy breathing intertwined with the dim air full of lust, playing a blood-spitting piece of music.

I don't know how long in the past.

"Have you considered it?" The hoarse voice full of passion pressed against Song Mingxuan's ear, causing him to tremble.

His head, which was muddled by the heat, did not realize what the other party meant.

However, noticing the threatening hands gliding over his skin, he nodded reflexively.

But the other person still insisted: "Speak out."

Song Mingxuan took the other party's provocative hand and gasped, "I agree."

"Agree to what?" Shu Ling met Song Mingxuan's watery eyes, his clean soul had been stained with a strong blood color, no longer pure and untouchable, couldn't help pecking and kissing those ravaged lips.

"Agreed..." Song Mingxuan thought hard for a moment, and finally gave up on himself, "Agree to all your requests."

"who am I?"

"...Shu Ling."

Live recording of the finals.

Whether you can debut or not, basically every trainee has an idea in mind, as long as the program team doesn't ask you to sign a contract, you have no hope of debut.

Song Mingxuan put on her makeup, put on stage costumes, entered the countdown, and performed the opening performance of the live broadcast.

Twenty trainees stand on stage and get ready.

The lights come on, the music starts, and the performance of the show's theme song begins.

From the dream of 100 people to the dream of the remaining 12 people.

Song Mingxuan cherishes his last stage, he was not invited by the program crew to sign the contract, and he is not lost without him in his debut position.

Listening quietly to the host announcing the rankings and audience votes, he gave the warmest applause to each of the top twelve contestants.

"No.3, he is sunny and cheerful, he is the little sun on the stage, and he showed an unexpected handsome and sexy charm on the stop stage, he is... Jiaxian fish!"

Song Mingxuan hugged the person whose name was read: "Congratulations." Then he stepped back and watched a group of people rush in and surround him.

"No.1... Luo Zhiyu!"

Song Mingxuan stood in the distance, looking at Luo Zhiyu, who was competing for the first place in the final with the person who was firmly seated in the past, and the opponent finally succeeded in counterattacking.

With the announcement of No.12, the live broadcast ended.

At the end of the show, Song Mingxuan ranked [-]th compared to the excitement of the top [-] contestants. It was much quieter here. The cell phone in his trousers vibrated a few times, which caught his attention.

The number that he was forced to memorize came into his eyes.

〔Zhao Qishu has now returned to China. He founded his own studio and is preparing to enter the entertainment industry. 〕——Shu Ling