Who will let you kiss me? [Entertainment]

Recognizing Ling Quan was not within Ji Zhuo's expectation, he was a little bit embarrassed to be driven away, but seeing Ling Quan like this, his mood eased a lot.Although he said not to be called by this nickname, the attitude he showed did not deny that they were old playmates.

At most, the child is grown up, and he feels a little ashamed to hear such a cute nickname on himself.

Ji Zhuo called out again: "Doudou."

With this sound, Ling Quan's face became darker visible to the naked eye, but when he sank to the bottom, he didn't get angry as Ji Zhuo expected, but he said reluctantly with a black face: "Forget it...would you like it?" Say it like that, but don't let other people hear it."

Like a rabbit that was irritated, it opened its teeth and kicked its legs, and even bit the person who came to tease the rabbit. In the end, he didn't really bite his mouth, but just pretended to be angry.

Ji Zhuo smoothed the little rabbit's hair: "Okay, okay, stop barking."

Ling Quan ignored him.

Ji Zhuo wanted to ask for a long time: "So you remember me?"

Ling Quan didn't want to talk to Ji Zhuo anymore: "...I didn't lose my memory, I just didn't recognize it."

Ling Quan thought about it again, once he was chatting with Ji Zhuo, and when he talked about his childhood, Ji Zhuo pretended to inquire about himself.Thinking of this, Ling Quan asked angrily, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Ji Zhuo also felt that he was unreasonable. Of course, his inner drama was very rich, but at this time it seemed extra hypocritical, so he resorted to his usual gag trick: "Aren't I a poor relative who dare not climb up on you?" ?”

Ling Quan: "..."

Ji Zhuo probed again: "Then since I have already climbed up, can I hear you call me brother?"

Ling Quan glanced over: "..."

"It's so uncute. When I was a child, I always followed me and cried. My brother is long and my brother is short. Now he just rolls his eyes at me..." Ji Zhuo sighed, half joking and half feeling, "After coming here, I saw You can't drag me, I didn't want to talk to you at first, but thinking of our long-standing friendship..."

Although Ling Quan didn't speak, he listened to everything Ji Zhuo said.

So Ji Zhuo didn't come to him for no reason at the beginning, was it because he missed the friendship of his childhood playmates?

Also, if there is no childhood filter, it is estimated that normal people would not make it difficult for themselves to play with a big ice cube who is always expressionless and repulsive.

Was it all because of treating him as a younger brother?

Ling Quan had a sense of emptiness as if his expectations had been vain, although he didn't fully know what he was expecting.

Ji Zhuo rubbed his nose, looked at Ling Quan listlessly, thought that he was almost not interested in this kind of trick, decided not to continue this topic, and casually asked: "Auntie and uncle, how are you?"

Ling Quan was stunned for a moment.

"It's all good."... What's the matter, Ling Quan sighed silently.

Ji Zhuo didn't notice anything unusual, and said: "That's fine, my parents are also very funny. When I came to the show, they said that I was not doing my job properly, so I was eliminated early to find a job, but I turned on the TV and saw you , vote for you every day, and even pull their friends and colleagues to vote together."

Back in the dormitory at night, Ji Zhuo asked the other two roommates to stop him and ask, knowing that he was fine, they were all relieved.Ji Zhuo was tired when he came back from running around today, he just wanted to sleep for a while after tidying up, when he was standing in front of the bed and was about to put on the bunk, Ling Quan pulled him back.

Normally, no one would think how high the bunk bunk is, but since Ji Zhuo came back, Ling Quan was always worried about his knee problems. He just wanted to say that it was not convenient to climb up and down like this.

At this moment, he pulled Ji Zhuo and said: "Don't go up, stop tossing your legs."

Ji Zhuo couldn't laugh or cry: "Then where do I sleep? On the floor?"

Ling Quan pointed to his own bed: "Let's change places, I'll sleep on it."

"Don't bother."

Ling Quan didn't intend to let go, it seemed that if Ji Zhuo didn't agree to change places with him, he wouldn't let him go.

Ji Zhuo had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, let go first."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be perfunctory, Ling Quan let go of his hands, leaned over to tidy up his bed, threw the quilt, pillow and throw pillows on, and said, "I'll help you get yours off."

Ji Zhuo didn't refuse, seeing Ling Quan busy up and down, he tore off the quilt and changed it.

But just looking at it like this is not the same thing, Ji Zhuo wanted to help, but was stopped by Ling Quan: "Don't make trouble."

Ji Zhuo felt the same, and stood beside him, and boasted by the way: "Do you often do housework at home? It's very quick."

In fact, you can get a glimpse of it on weekdays, like Jian Xuhe, who is spoiled at home at first glance, things are always piled up in a pile until there is nothing to do, and sometimes it is clumsy to wash something.

Ling Quan is very capable. There are a few boys living in the dormitory. Sometimes everyone is lazy, and Ling Quan will take the initiative to clean it when he is free.Don't be sloppy when doing things.

Being praised, Ling Quan paused for a while when changing the sheets: "It's okay, it's a matter of convenience."

As usual, Jian Xuhe sat on it and watched. Seeing Ling Quan changing Ji Zhuo's sheets, he yelled, "Help me too! I wake up every day and run away with the sheets, which is very annoying."

Ling Quan looked back at him expressionlessly: "Do it yourself."

Jian Xuhe choked for a moment: "Why, it's not fair!"

Ji Zhuo grabbed Ling Quan's shoulders at the right time: "Because I'm his brother." After speaking, he gave Jian Xuhe a very provocative wink.

Jian Xuhe was probably incoherent from anger: "Wait, wait until I'm a few years older..."

Ji Zhuo laughed loudly: "No matter how old you are, you are still a younger brother."

Jian Xuhe: "..."

Gu Zexing got up and touched Jian Xuhe's bed sheet: "Shall I tidy it up for you?"

Jian Xuhe gritted her teeth: "Forget it, I don't need you!"

"Don't tease the kids all the time," the sheets were quickly changed, and Ling Quan spread the quilt by the way, patted the soft mattress, "Okay, go to sleep...I'm going up."

"Wait." This time it was Ji Zhuo's turn to speak. He sat on the bed, took Ling Quan's hand again, and pulled him over. Ling Quan was defenseless and fell onto the bed.

Ling Quan: "?"

Ji Zhuo quietly took out his mobile phone: "The show just happened to be broadcast tonight."

This program is broadcast at [-] o'clock every Saturday night. At this o'clock, it is estimated that the first group of viewers who watched the program have already finished watching and turned off the TV and computer.Ji Zhuo smiled: "Watch together?"

Before Ling Quan agreed, Ji Zhuo had already turned on the video software, clicked on the latest episode of the program, pressed pause, stuffed the phone under the quilt, and then lay down by himself first.

Ji Zhuo said again: "Everyone said that you performed very well...it's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes."

"What's so interesting..." Ling Quan was a little uncomfortable and said so, but he still hesitated and lay down on the bed, and got into the corner of the quilt that Ji Zhuo lifted.

It seemed like it was the third time I was huddled with this person.

But it's not the same, I used to be on my own bed... Now this bed belonged to him a few minutes ago, but now everything on the bed has been changed, even though Ji Zhuo hasn't come back for several days, Ling Quan seems to be able to Faintly felt the breath of Ji Zhuo on it.

To put it an exaggeration, he was lying in this quilt, and the quilt wrapped him, as if he was wrapped by Ji Zhuo.

In fact, this is not a completely exaggerated statement. After all, Ji Zhuo himself is lying on his side, and as long as the other party stretches out his hand a little, he can hug him.

Ling Quan realized that he had thought of something strange again, and shook his head slightly. Ji Zhuo felt the movement that overwhelmed him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ling Quan said dryly: "No."

He felt a little hot on his face and a little hot on his ears.

Fortunately, it was covered by a quilt, and the light from the mobile phone could not shine on his face for the time being, and Ji Zhuo probably couldn't see his slightly red face.

In fact, I wanted to get closer to him.

"I'm going to fast-forward directly to our group," Ji Zhuo's words interrupted Ling Quan's reverie, "If you really watch the show for two hours, the two of us will suffocate to death here."

Putting on the earphones, Ling Quan and Ji Zhuo put their heads together to look at the screen again.Grouping was broadcast in the previous episode, and this episode starts directly from the practice of each group.The program team first played up the song, which is eye-catching but difficult to dance, and then the camera showed Ji Zhuo, which was the scene where he was asked to re-dance by his instructor.

They didn't open the bullet screen when they watched it, but Ling Quan could probably guess that the public's evaluation of Ji Zhuo would not be very good at this time.The program also has a plot line. After all, it is impossible to present the trainees' practice process in detail in the form of a journal. It is always necessary to select the content that is more topical and put it in the feature film.

And according to the routine, the program team likes to make some things that suppress first and then rise, first let the audience think that Ji Zhuo dances badly, then show him practicing hard, and finally say that he can't dance because of excessive practice.

Although it is a miserable sell, it can always win the understanding and sympathy of more audiences.

Intellectually, Ling Quan agrees with the program group's cut. He is very clear that the reason why they can win the love of fans is not necessarily because of their professional level, but just because they can mobilize the emotions of fans.There is always a talk about abuse fans in the fan circle, the more abuse fans, the more fans can be solidified, so although this kind of operation is often criticized by outsiders, so many idol stars still enjoy it.

Emotionally, he doesn't really want to see Ji Zhuo's appearance in front of him again.

If you can't bear it, you will subconsciously feel that their joy and pain are just to catch people's attention.

But he just thought about it, and didn't say anything against it, so he followed Ji Zhuo to watch it.

Ling Quan thought that he had already mastered the routines of this show, but he didn't expect that things were not as he thought.

The more he looked at it, the more strange it became.

It is true that this issue has enough shots of Ji Zhuo, but they are all negative shots. After talking about Ji Zhuo who has been practicing, he will not talk about Ji Zhuo again, and there is not even a shot of him going to the hospital in an ambulance.

Without a person, there is only Xie pd's simple explanation.

The entire logic chain has changed.

If it was according to Ling Quan's original idea, most audiences and fans would worry about Ji Zhuo, but now the general audience's impression is that this person has been unable to dance before, and he has not seen him practice after that, and suddenly disappeared On stage, why?Said it was an injury, could it be that he found an excuse not to dance?It also caused so many people to rearrange the dance.

Ling Quan didn't want to understand why the program group cut it like this. After all, Ji Zhuo's popularity is not low now, and he can also generate income for the program group...it is really unnecessary.

He watched it patiently until the end of their group's performance and the next group came on stage. The reason for Ji Zhuo's absence was not explained in detail in the show.

Ling Quan took the phone and pressed pause, he lifted the quilt, moved his lips, wanted to say something, before he could organize his words, Ji Zhuo first reached out and rubbed his hair, and made him limp after washing and blowing The drooping hair was messed up.

Ji Zhuo didn't seem to pay attention to how his relevant content was cut. All he said was related to Ling Quan: "I really hurt you. You haven't slept all day and have been practicing. How can you suffer?" Got it?"

Ji Zhuo continued: "The dance choreographed later was also very beautiful, and it danced very well on the stage. The other team members probably thought so too, and they threw you up after coming down... Oh, it would be great if I were there too .”

Ling Quan just looked at him fixedly.

Ji Zhuo may be feeling overwhelmed, and touching someone's head is not enough, so he simply hugged Ling Quan, leaned into his ear and whispered: "How can you be so good."

The author has something to say: Other trainees watch the show secretly: I'll take a look at myself.

Ling Quan watched the show: Look at my brother... Where's the camera?What about the lens?Where's my brother's lens?Why are you cutting it again?

Ji Zhuo: Look at my brother.My brother is awesome, my brother is awesome, my brother is the loudest in the world!

Another thing I want to say is that the person named Doudou in the last chapter was included in the list of dark sharks by Ling Xiaoquan, so be careful (dog head Bobo everyone!