dark fire

The day before Christmas, Ling Zhuo went to a dance studio near the company to participate in the concert rehearsal.

Zhang Xun left the group and all their previous dances had to be re-arranged, which took time in itself, and it was actually too late to start at this time, but there was no way, Deng Lanluo joined the group, Ling Zhuo and Zhong Yiran both had personal work , Everyone's time is always lacking.

Moreover, the new manager brought other people under him, and he didn't care much about their group, so he didn't take much care of the concert matters. The captain Zhong Yiran was in touch with everything.

The four of them haven't seen each other for a while. At the beginning of the month, everyone moved out of the collective dormitory. Deng Lanluo joined the group, Zhong Yiran rented another house, and Qi Liangli simply moved back to the school dormitory, so that he can attend classes and prepare for the final exam .

The first time we met today, Ling Zhuo first felt that everyone had changed a lot, not on the outside, but on the kind of estrangement that didn't need to be said clearly, in fact, everyone knew it well.

Lu Chixie came with Ling Zhuo, Ling Zhuo danced, and he just sat and watched, and the others could only pretend that he didn't exist.

After practicing for more than an hour, I paused and rested for 10 minutes.

Ling Zhuo walked back to Lu Chixie, who was lazily sitting on the floor leaning against the wall, playing with his mobile phone with earphones on. He pulled off one earphone when he saw Ling Zhuo approaching, and threw a bottle of mineral water to him.Ling Zhuo unscrewed it and drank half of it, then sat down beside him: "If you're bored, go back first."

Lu Chixie: "Wait for you."

What he said was that he would not leave first, Ling Zhuo couldn't persuade him not to waste time, and continued to drink water.

"Your business ability is much better than the others." Lu Chixie commented.

Ling Zhuo smiled: "Teacher Lu doesn't need to praise me so much."

Lu Chixie: "The truth."

Zhong Yiran and Qi Liangli are dancers, especially Zhong Yiran is a professional learner. In terms of level, he is indeed higher than Ling Zhuo, but Lu Chixie just thinks that Ling Zhuo dances better. From the perspective of pure audience, Ling Zhuo Zhuo's movements are much more charming, no wonder he is the most popular in their group.

Lu Chi rested his head and reaffirmed: "Really."

Ling Zhuo smiled brightly and whispered, "I know."

Afterwards, Qi Liangli came over, seemed to have something to say to Ling Zhuo, knelt down in silence for a while, and asked him hesitantly, "Brother Zhuo, will you leave the group too?"

Ling Zhuo didn't answer right away, he didn't expect Qi Liangli to ask this suddenly.

Qi Liangli lowered his head, and said depressedly: "Brother Liu doesn't take us with us now, and the company doesn't have a clear statement on whether the concert can be held as scheduled. When your group contract with me expires at about the same time next year, you Are you sure you won’t renew your contract?”

Ling Zhuo asked him back: "What about you? What do you think?"

Qi Liangli didn't know what to say, he had never thought about it before, it was only three years before their regiment came to the point of disbanding, but today, he himself has to face this reality.

Qi Liangli: "...my parents told me to study hard and stop doing this in the future."

Ling Zhuo knew the situation of Qi Liangli's family. The kid's parents had always disapproved of him in this line of work. His family's conditions were good and he didn't need to rely on him to make money. Moreover, his academic performance was good, and the school he was admitted to was quite good. It's still a major that has nothing to do with this line of work. It wouldn't be a bad thing for him if he quit.

Ling Zhuo: "Your own thoughts are more important, don't regret it later."

Qi Liangli: "I don't know either. I'm not interested in acting. If the group disbands, it doesn't seem interesting to sing and dance alone. How about you, Brother Zhuo? Have you really decided to leave the group?"

Lu Chixie, who was ignored beside him, interjected casually: "Why don't you say such things to your captain?"

Qi Liangli ignored him, and he was not ashamed to talk to Ling Zhuo again.

He really wanted Ling Zhuo to stay. He always felt that as long as Ling Zhuo didn't leave, Zhong Yiran and Deng Lanluo wouldn't leave either. Perhaps their group could continue as four people, but Qi Liangli himself I also know that they have been holding Ling Zhuo back all this time, so I can't say anything that comes to my lips.

Qi Liangli walked away muttering, Ling Zhuo pinched Lu Chixie's arm helplessly: "Are you uncomfortable if you don't talk?"

Lu Chixie: "Next time someone asks you, just say yes, you want to leave the group, do you hear me?"

Ling Zhuo stood up, kicked him, and continued to rehearse.

I ate takeaway here at the studio at noon, and the backup dancers were all from this dance studio. They each found a place to eat and rest, and the four of them plus one Lu Chixie stayed in the dance practice room, which was a bit embarrassing. embarrassed.

The source of the embarrassment was naturally Lu Chixie, the evil god with a strong sense of presence, but he was an old god, so he didn't feel that he shouldn't be here, and it was hard for others to say anything.

While eating, Deng Lanluo asked Zhong Yiran how many times he would rehearse, and Zhong Yiran asked him if he could spare at least two days a week to come over before the concert. Deng Lanluo wondered: "I try my best, but Not guaranteed."

Zhong Yiran asked the other two, Qi Liangli had to ask for leave from the school, Ling Zhuo was the one with the most time, except for the variety show that came to my house, there were still a few episodes to be recorded, and the rest were scattered schedules, not wasting time.

Deng Lanluo asked Zhong Yiran again: "Are you following up the arrangement of the concert now? Are you sure the concert can be held as scheduled?"

Zhong Yiran said frankly: "I'm not sure, I can only try my best."

"I'm not sure if I can open it, and I called everyone to rehearse. It's exhausting. If it can't be opened in the end, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?" Lu Chixie said, a casual sentence, but it expressed the hearts of everyone .

Zhong Yiran glanced at him and said, "The company didn't explicitly say it's cancelled, so I'll try my best to push forward and wait until I do nothing. There's no hope that this tour will start at all."

Lu Chixie twitched the corner of his mouth, didn't reply, picked up a chopsticks dish and threw it into Ling Zhuo's bowl: "Eat, you have to dance all afternoon, don't just put the bowl away just thinking about eating two mouthfuls."

Ling Zhuo: "Eat by yourself, don't stare at my bowl."

Lu Chixie: "Want me to feed you?"

Ling Zhuo hurriedly put the food he picked up into his mouth, and Lu Chixie seemed satisfied now, and continued to pick up the food for him.

Zhong Yiran saw their interaction, his expression darkened, and he looked away.

Deng Lanluo asked Ling Zhuo: "After your contract with the group expires, do you plan to renew it?"

He asked the same question as Qi Liangli before, Zhong Yiran frowned, Qi Liangli watched eagerly, but still wanted to hear Ling Zhuo's answer.

Before Ling Zhuo could say anything, Deng Lanluo continued, "I'm asking you this because, frankly, people outside are saying that we will disband, and everyone's contracts are about to expire, so it's better to just hand in the details, or later. Let’s all make other decisions with less worry.”

Ling Zhuo: "I don't intend to renew the contract."

After he finished speaking, Qi Liangli's eyes revealed disappointment, but Zhong Yiran remained silent.

Ling Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief. What he has done in the past few years, he thinks that he has not been sorry to others, nor to his original dream. It is just that it is meaningless to force it to this day. He himself is uncomfortable, and the people around him are uncomfortable. , His fans are also uncomfortable, so he can only make such a choice.

Deng Lanluo nodded: "Okay, so we understand."

Lu Chixie: "Understood what? Why did Ling Zhuo speak first? Do you think that after hearing his answer, you can do the same thing with peace of mind and don't have to feel burdened? Do you still have to be asked if you are asked later?" If you want to say that Ling Zhuo wants to leave the group, you have to disband?"

Being taunted by Lu Chixie bluntly, Deng Lanluo was a little embarrassed, and apologized to Ling Zhuo: "Sorry, I didn't mean that, because you are indeed the one in our group who has received the most attention, so I wanted to ask you."

Ling Zhuo nodded: "I know, forget it."

Deng Lanluo: "I don't plan to renew the contract, and I may go to another company. I'm in contact with it, but I haven't decided yet."

Qi Liangli said embarrassingly: "...You guys don't renew the contract, my decision doesn't seem to matter anymore, I can't just stay with Brother Ran."

Zhong Yiran didn't say anything in the end.

At [-]:[-] p.m., the rehearsal was over, Ling Zhuo and the others greeted each other, and left with Lu Chixie first.

Lu Chixie stayed with him in the dance studio all day today, and he was actually quite embarrassed, although Lu Chixie himself was happy.

The car drove onto the bustling city streets after nightfall. Today is Christmas Eve, the streets are full of traffic, and the traffic jams are severe.

Lu Chixie asked Ling Zhuo what he wanted to eat, Ling Zhuo thought about it, and answered him: "I'm tired, let's go home and eat, eat hot pot."

Lu Chixie: "I'll ask someone to prepare it in advance."

He casually sent out a message, Ling Zhuo leaned back in his seat and watched the night view outside the window quietly, Lu Chixie reached out and touched his cheek lightly: "What are you thinking?"

Ling Zhuo turned around: "Brother Lu, happy Christmas Eve."

Lu Chixie smiled.

Their cars were still waiting in a long queue at the traffic lights, Ling Zhuo's eyes fell back out of the window, and when he saw the flower shop on the street, he thought to Lu Chixie, "I'll go down and do some shopping."

Lu Chixie: "What to buy?"

Ling Zhuo didn't answer him, pulled up his down jacket and hood to wrap it tightly, put on a mask, and got out of the car.

The price of flowers on Christmas Eve has doubled several times. It was a rare time that Ling Zhuo didn't feel sorry for the money. He asked someone to wrap a large bouquet of red roses. He brought them back happily and got back into the car. The flowers were handed to Lu Chixie: "For you."

Lu Chixie raised his eyebrows: "Are you sending me flowers?"

Ling Zhuo: "Well, see you off."

Lu Chixie reached out to take it: "Why did you send me flowers?"

Ling Zhuo: "How can there be so many reasons, if you want to give it away, just give it away."

He really didn't think too much about it. He just wanted to buy a bouquet for the people around him when he saw a couple coming out of the store holding hands and holding flowers.

Lu Chixie curled up his lips, turned around and put the big bouquet of flowers on the back seat of the car, squeezed Ling Zhuo's hand again, and restarted the car.

There was a traffic jam all the way, and it was already past 08:30 when I got home. While eating, Ling Zhuo turned on the projection screen in the restaurant, and the sixth episode of My Home will be broadcast tonight.

The clip of the group of them going to the racecourse was just broadcast. The program group’s footage is very good at capturing what the audience likes to watch. Tonight’s episode’s popularity on the Internet has reached a new high. They are all attracted by the name to watch the life of the top rich second generation eat melons the masses.

"It's because I don't know much, so how do I calculate the house price in this place?"

"So that was indeed Liz's home last time, right? We've never seen the world, so we're disrespectful."

"That's not necessarily true. It's a resort, and this place looks quite far from the city. Who would live here every day if they have nothing to do?"

Ling Zhuo looked a little like laughing: "Teacher Lu is even more famous now."

Lu Chixie: "Hurry up and eat, don't keep playing with your phone."

Ling Zhuo clicked his tongue: "A lot of people ask your mother if she is short of a daughter-in-law. Nowadays, people really let go."

Lu Chixie: "If you want, you can also Aite, she will be very happy to call her mother."

Ling Zhuo took a fish ball and threw it into his bowl: "You should eat too."

At the end of this episode, it became a carnival for Ling Chi's cp fans. Ling Zhuo himself didn't even watch it. Was he so obvious in the show?

"Damn it, I knew it wasn't easy to take a selfie on Huo Shao's birthday, so I was really with the big devil that night [shh]"

"The Great Demon King also changed his Weibo profile picture that day, and he took it here, too. It's so embarrassing, I bet the person who took the photo must be Huo Shao~~"

"The last time I returned to Teacher Lu, why did you call me brother this time? The big devil pinched his face very smoothly, and I feel that Huo Shao must often act like a baby with the big devil in private."

"Whoever reads it and doesn't say Ling Chi szd, all the old bastards are getting high!"

This is still talking restrained, and those who are not restrained have already begun to lust. He is familiar with Lu Chixie, and Xiao Huangwen has passionately output several articles. Ling Zhuo is really embarrassed to click on it. Before quitting Weibo, he refreshed the homepage for the last time. Lu Chixie took a photo of the rose he sent and posted it with the caption: "Happy Christmas Eve."

Ling Zhuo: "..."

"What are you sending this for?"

Once this kind of photo is posted, it will make people dream about it. Lu Chixie: "Can't post it?"

It's not impossible, Ling Zhuo even wanted to like it, but hesitantly held back, Zhang Jing is on vacation for two days, so don't implicate her in working overtime.

He also posted a selfie on Weibo, and also told his fans Happy Christmas Eve.

Half of the table was photographed in the photo. In the comments, a fan asked him if he was eating hot pot at home. Ling Zhuo replied in a rare good mood: "With friends [wink]"

"So happy today?" Lu Chixie asked.

Ling Zhuo put down the phone and said casually, "I'm quite happy, as if all my troubles are gone."

After telling his decision to leave the group, he really felt a lot more relaxed. If Lu Chixie hadn't helped him make the decision, he might have hesitated for a long time.

"Lu Chixie, Brother Lu, Teacher Lu..." Ling Zhuo called the person in front of him by name, not wanting to say anything, just wanting to call him.

Lu Chixie smiled: "You are really the same as what you said on the Internet."

Ling Zhuo: "What?"

Lu Chixie: "It's a coquettish monster."

Ling Zhuo shook his head: "I'm not like others."

Lu Chixie: "Isn't that so?"

Ling Zhuo: "Not like that."

He didn't lie, he rarely does this kind of business to fans in front of the camera.

He had a crush on Zhong Yiran for seven years before, and it was rare for him to relax with that person like this. Only in front of Lu Chixie, he didn't have to hide anything, because Lu Chixie could always see through him at a glance and was willing to like him.

Being stared at by Lu Chixie, Ling Zhuo picked up the beer can, smiled and touched him lightly: "Drink."