chatter [entertainment]

Shaking his head, he hummed and said, "It's okay."

Wu Fuyang was relieved now, but he still relaxed a little, fearing that he would feel uncomfortable.

"This is the tea I specially found from an old Chinese doctor to protect my throat, and I added some beauty-beautifying things in it. I brought it over after working overtime. If you are thirsty these days, drink this." Brother Tian forced himself to hold back, Did not let myself go back.

Pan Yue was about to go crazy, and shouted in a broken voice, "This is tea? Are you sure you didn't take someone else's traditional Chinese medicine by mistake?"

Covering his nose with his sleeve, Peng Wei leaned back, firmly stuck to the back of the sofa, and nodded upon hearing this.Qiao Yufan didn't move, but the resistance in his eyes could be seen from far away.

Brother Tian was also very helpless, his face was flushed from holding back, this thing is said to have miraculous effects, many singers drink it as plain water before their concerts.He slowed down his tone a little, and said in a low voice: "It's not wrong. I watched people boil it with my own eyes, and I specially used a new casserole. If you really can't drink it, add hot water, but you must drink it."

After Tian brother finished speaking, he told them to train well and then deal with the field problem, leaving Pan Yue and the other three with pained faces.Qiao Yufan stood in front of the table with a big stride, and screwed on the lid of the pot.Peng Wei even ran to the window immediately and opened the sash, taking a deep breath of fresh air.

Wu Fuyang didn't notice that brother Tian had left at all, he didn't even notice that his knuckles moved down slightly and he breathed in the bitter air.He lowered his eyelashes, looking into Shell's eyes through the eyelashes in a racing heartbeat.

I don't know if it's because of being held back, or what, but the ends of his slightly hooked eyes were also stained red along with the skin of his face, and there was a clear water in the eye sockets.

very nice.

Chapter 8

At the end of the evening training, Xie Er took the mobile phone from Brother Tian and sent Bai Shu a WeChat message.

[Xie Er]: Bai Zhu, my agent should send you the tickets in the past two days

[Xie Er]: I have reserved a good seat for you

They contacted some time ago and confirmed how many tickets he wanted, and they agreed to send them to him a week in advance, fearing that he would not let them go.Now just say hello to him.Bai Shu didn't reply, and Xie Er didn't wait, and directly threw the phone into the plastic bag Tian Ge put it in.

Wu Fuyang took out his mobile phone to see if there was a phone number on it, and then threw it in.After Shell finished posting, the two went downstairs and got into the nanny's car.

Generally, when you don't go together, you drive separately, and if you go together, you take the nanny car.At this moment, neither of them is too lazy to move, and neither of them wants to bother to drive again.Xie Er got into the last row by the window familiarly, and leaned crookedly against the window, and Wu Fuyang sat next to him.

It's just ten o'clock now, and the commercial street opposite the company is brightly lit, and people coming and going are walking through the crowd with fireworks, smiling or not.

Xie Er stared blankly for a while, and suddenly remembered that when he entered the entertainment industry, Wu Fuyang went to the draft with him in a fever.Originally, it was just to join in the fun, but I didn't expect it to come to the present day.

It seems that the simple life before can never go back.

Thinking of this, Shell suddenly wanted to look at the person beside him, so he turned his head and called him softly.

"Yangyang."

"Ok?"

Wu Fuyang leaned on his seat and opened his eyes to look at him, with hazy sleepiness in his eyes.

Shell saw a bunch of broken hair on his forehead dangling from his eyes. He put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket and breathed sleepily, blowing the unsightly hair aside.

Schell remembered that when he was a child who didn't know anything and wanted to learn everything, he still taught him the silly action of blowing his hair up.

Seeing that he was silent, Wu Fuyang tilted his head slightly.

Shell chuckled, took out his warm hands from his pockets, and pushed back the lock of hair that fell on his forehead.

"It's okay, go to sleep."

Wu Fuyang took another look at him, and after making sure that he seemed to be really all right, he sat upright and closed his eyes.

Xu Shi was not very comfortable, and within a few seconds of sitting upright, Wu Fuyang leaned to the side and leaned on his shoulder.

Shell moved a little, and adjusted to a position where he could sleep more comfortably. Looking sideways, he could only see his tall nose bridge and thick eyelashes.Wu Fuyang's eyelashes are not curled up, they droop naturally, and they feel extra slender when they close their eyes.Against the blue color of his eyes, he looked much more fragile than usual.

The three internet-addicted teenagers were 10 minutes apart and arrived late.

Cher withdrew his gaze and looked out of the window again.The car started, and the lively lights became farther and farther away, but he no longer lamented the nothingness of the past.

His fireworks are always by his side.

Time passed day by day like this, and when several people got used to the taste of the tea prescribed by the old Chinese medicine doctor, the concert had already arrived quietly.

There was still an hour backstage before the concert, and several people were sitting in the lounge and putting on makeup.

"Ding dong~"

The mobile phone in Wu Fuyang's pocket rang. He took out the mobile phone and waited for the makeup artist to finish the eye makeup before opening his eyes.

[Baishu]: My little uncle and I have already come

[Bai Shu]: You tell Shell, we won't go to the backstage to find you

[Baishu]: Come on for the concert, I look forward to your performance

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Wu Fuyang smiled, moved his fingers to accept his expression pack, then stretched his arm to the right and handed the phone to Shell.

Shell was closing his eyes, and the eyeliner made his eyes itchy. He felt his arm was touched and reached out subconsciously.The moment they caught Wu Fuyang's hand, both of them were taken aback.

Xie Er didn't move, he almost completely covered the back of Wu Fuyang's hand.He remembered a picture taken by a fan, which showed Wu Fuyang's right hand, holding a little pink leopard key pendant given by a fan, and that was the first time he realized that Wu Fuyang's hands were beautiful.

Obviously only glanced at it a few times, but at this moment, he could clearly recall every bend of his fingers and his well-manicured nails.

Wu Fuyang turned his backhand upwards, and turned the mobile phone in his hand towards him. The two briefly held hands facing each other through the mobile phone.

After getting the phone, Xie Er opened his eyes and subconsciously looked at the glasses, and met Wu Fuyang in the mirror.

The slight ambiguity that usually hangs on the other person has never been seen before, but because of an intertwined line of sight in the mirror, it spreads indistinctly.

At the moment when he retracted his gaze, Shell bent his eyes and smiled, like a tentative temptation.

Wu Fuyang's hair was tied back with a little chirp, because the first half of the dance was relatively less and mainly singing, so no hair wax was sprayed.The hair dyed light tea brown looked extra soft under the light, and there were not too long hairs scattered on both sides of the forehead.The sunny and hard aura on his body was neutralized a lot by this hairstyle, and even the hard lines of the face were softened a lot.

Seeing his slightly dazed look, the smile in the corner of Shell's eyes became more obvious.

With the good mood from this trial, Shell looked down at the phone.After 30 seconds, the phone is automatically locked.Wu Fuyang just changed his phone yesterday, this time there is no fingerprint to unlock, only facial recognition or password to unlock.

Shell barely thought, and entered a string of numbers.After successfully unlocking it, Xie Er saw the chat records between him and Bai Shu.

To be precise, it was a message from Bai Shu, but Wu Fuyang has not replied yet.Shell clicked on his emoji and sent him one back.

[WU]: I said it

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Shell flipped through his expression pack again, and the corners of his lips that had just fallen were raised again.I'm afraid no one would have thought that such a manly cool guy would have so many weird and cute emoticons.

"Come and let the lead singer of our Kangkang monster boy group completely unbalance the beauty and wisdom——Xie Er!"

Pan Yue carried the camera and leaned over to record the backstage highlights.The photographer that Brother Tian had found followed him step by step, leaning forward slightly with his hands on his sides, ready to rush up to protect the machine at any time.

Shell turned his head and made a gesture of shooting, with a smile on his lips.Pan Yue was sniped by him, and he let out a strange cry in a very cooperative manner, and was about to fall backwards, but was stopped by the photographer.

Pan Yue stood up with a playful smile, pointed the camera at his hand holding the phone, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xie Er raised his eyebrows slightly, and put the phone in front of the camera, on which was still the chat page with Bai Shu.

"Ah, they're really here, are they in the first row?" Pan Yue asked curiously, he hadn't seen the two of them yet.

It is estimated that this collection will not be released until the end of the concert for several days, and it will be tomorrow at the earliest. At that time, everyone can't find anyone they want to find, so Schell didn't hide it.

"No, in the middle of the third row, he said the first row was too dangerous."

Pan Yue let out an "ah", and then stepped back to record Wu Fuyang, but when he was about to turn around, he realized that something was wrong with what he said above.

He turned the camera back, "Is this Yangzi's phone?"

Xie Er glanced at Wu Fuyang, then nodded, and said with a chuckle, "Well, yes. I just got it yesterday, and it's not warm yet."

Pan Yue reached out and took a look, his eyes sparkled slightly.

"Ah, this color is pretty. My black one feels stuffy after looking at it for a long time."

Qiao Yufan, who was sitting behind him, leaned over when he heard the words, touched the back of the phone, and said, "This one feels good too."

From a long distance away, Peng Wei raised his hand to ask the makeup artist to pause first, moved over to touch his half-shaven eyebrows, then turned his head and asked Wu Fuyang: "Are there any other colors?"

Xie Er's eyes flashed, why on earth did he still have expectations for these sand sculptures?

Wu Fuyang glanced at Xie Er