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After a few more days, Zhang Muqing was finally able to remove the gauze from her face.

He didn't wait for Xiao Huaike to come, but asked the doctor to remove the gauze for him early in the morning.

Looking from top to bottom, Zhang Muqing saw the thick sword eyebrows of the person in the mirror, the thick and long eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids, and the peach-like lips—— seductive and cold.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Zhang Muqing felt a little lost.

According to Xiao Huaike, when he was sent in, his brain was injured, his face was covered with blood, and there was a deep wound on the left side of his face.The company spent a lot of money to erase the scars on his face.

Zhang Muqing's hair was shaved off, leaving a thin cut.

When Xiao Huaike rushed over, Zhang Muqing had already torn off the petals beside the bed.

"Why destroy those flowers?" Xiao Huaike's voice sounded from behind.

Looking back, Zhang Muqing saw Xiao Huaike's dazed expression.

"Why, isn't it the same as that tension?"

"Oh no, you both look exactly alike."

After receiving Xiao Huaike's answer, Zhang Muqing lazily spit out a comment: "You look like a coquettish bitch today."

Xiao Huaike wears makeup on her face and a ball head. Matching her sculpted facial features, she is full of masculine coquettish beauty—

Among the servants he favored in the past, there was no such kind of guy. If he was in Huanzhou, Zhang Muqing would definitely buy Xiao Huaike to relieve his boredom.

Xiao Huaike thought it was hurting him, but she didn't respond to it, but said:

"The team members originally planned to come to see you together. I told them that you are still recovering, so I didn't let them come. Brother Yang and Teacher Li are ready to arrive. Don't talk nonsense later."

"Let's be less verbose."

Just as they were talking, President Li and Yang Fan came in. They were very happy to see that Zhang Muqing had removed the gauze and his face had recovered very well.

Xiao Huaike briefly introduced him yesterday. Zhang Muqing knew that Yang Fan was the manager and was in charge of all their work. President Li was the boss of the company.

According to Xiao Huaike, the one named Zhang Li is the most popular in their group, has made a lot of money for the company, and has a different status in the company than the team members.

Zhang Muqing guessed that Xiao Huaike should have greeted them in advance, because they always looked at him with pity and heartache.

"With this expression, will you cry for me?"

Yang Fan and President Li immediately changed their smiling faces.

It was just a few pleasantries, and President Li quickly changed the topic to the stage of the year-end awards.

Xiao Huaike also told him that the year-end awards are a gathering to unveil and reward the groups that have made achievements during the year, with some singing and dancing performances interspersed in between.

Xiao Huaike said that this end-of-year reward is very important - otherwise he would not have made such a bad move and asked Zhang Muqing to replace the missing team member.

"There is still about a month to go, Zhang Li, you practice, the fans are looking forward to your killing part!"

"Don't worry, President, the tension is so strong, there is nothing to say about your professional level!"

Zhang Muqing abruptly poured a basin of cold water on the two smiling people:

"I don't know what you guys are talking about." What the hell, what is it?

Xiao Huaike spoke at the right time: "Ms. Li, Brother Yang, Zhang Li hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet, let's talk about work later."

"Then, Huai Ke, how can you help Zhang Li, don't make mistakes on the performance stage of the Grand Prize."

Zhang Muqing looked back and forth between Xiao Huaike and President Li, and found that there seemed to be some embarrassment between the two.President Li was a bit jealous towards him, but towards Xiao Huaike, he felt like a merchant treats goods.

"How did you tell them?" Zhang Muqing raised an eyebrow at Xiao Huaike.

The two seem to be unaware of his true identity.

"Tell me the truth about your amnesia." Xiao Huaike quietly emphasized the word "amnesia" and gave Zhang Muqing a look.

"Oh!" Zhang Muqing's tone changed a lot, and she deliberately teased Xiao Huaike, but the latter remained unmoved and stood more respectfully behind President Li.

A guilty conscience.

Zhang Muqing sneered in her heart.

The president has already spoken, so naturally Zhang Muqing can't sleep comfortably on the bed, work is on the agenda.

After being discharged from the hospital, the first place he went was the dormitory.

This is an apartment with three bedrooms and one living room. As soon as you enter the door, there are shoes all over the floor, all kinds of shoes, scattered all over the aisle.Clothes were piled all over the sofa, too.The dormitory is not big, and six members live together, making it even more crowded.

Zhang Muqing was a little bit obsessed with cleanliness. When he was in Huanzhou, he would even tidy up his clothes himself, so Zhang Muqing tidied up his space as soon as he arrived at the dormitory.

He didn't want to wear tense clothes in the first place, besides, these clothes were very tight and gaudy, Zhang Muqing immediately packed them, cosmetics, skin care products, jewelry, etc., and asked Yang Fan to help him buy some new clothes, shoes and socks When I came back, I polished the table and chairs carefully, and then I settled down with satisfaction.

Just after packing up, Xiao Huaike and the others just came back from the announcement.

It was the first time Zhang Muqing met the team members that Xiao Huaike was talking about—looking at the teenagers with colorful hair in front of him, Mu Qing once again had deep doubts about the aesthetics of this world.

Why do these teenagers always like to dye their hair into strange colors?Is walking around with a head of grass so popular?Doesn't the red hair look like a floating lantern, so you're not afraid of scaring others?

"You guys already know the basic situation. Now, let's treat it as a new acquaintance. Brothers, let me introduce your names!" Xiao Huaike called the four members together with a calm tone.

Xiao Huaike is the youngest member of the team, so naturally he wants to call them elder brother, and Zhang Muqing is the eldest brother in the team, so it is natural for them to call him "brother".

Listening to the self-introductions of these four teenagers, Zhang Muqing actually didn't remember much, and couldn't learn the words "leadvocal" from their mouths. She just reluctantly matched their faces and hair colors in her heart. , and call them Little Red, Little Orange, Little White, and Little Blue.

After briefly greeting the team members, he went straight back to his room to sleep.

The current roommate allocation is drawn by lottery. Zhang Li originally shared a room with Xiao Huaike. The room is not big. Two 1.2-meter single beds are placed on the left and the right, and a curtain is hung in the middle, like a thick wall. The wall separated the distance between the two.

Xiao Huaike lived a life like a rough man, the clothes in the room were piled up into hills, and there were all kinds of messy notebooks scattered around. Zhang Muqing naturally didn't help him clean up, so he simply pulled up the curtain to keep out of sight.

As soon as he lay down, Xiao Huaike lifted the quilt for him.

"what are you doing?"

"Get up and practice."

"No." Zhang Muqing put the quilt over her body, but did not lie down again.

Xiao Huaike's serious and serious expression made him somewhat unable to act recklessly.

"You don't know anything now, if you don't hurry up and practice, how will you get on stage then?" Xiao Huaike handed him a piece of paper, "I've marked your part for you, now you have to learn rap from me."

"..." Zhang Muqing tried to say the sound of "rap", but found that she was powerless, so she simply gave up, "I remember that there is another person who can do this, called... the white-haired one, Xiaobai."

"That's Pei Jun. If you can't remember, just call him... Beibei, that's his nickname. It's based on the color of their hair. You won't recognize them if they change their hair color."

"Then tell Beibei that I'll learn from him tomorrow." Zhang Muqing knew that those children didn't dare to provoke him, so they could just do whatever they wanted, but Xiao Huaike's words extinguished the crooked thoughts in his heart in the cradle:

"Bebe doesn't want to."

"Not willing?" Zhang Muqing looked disdainful, "Give him face."

"Be nice to our players."

"No."

"...Look at the words on it, can you read it?"

Zhang Muqing glanced at the paper full of lyrics and shook her head.

"What words, like a tadpole."

"If you don't know it, you have to learn from me." Xiao Huaike said, and had already climbed onto Zhang Muqing's bed.

"Go away." Zhang Muqing raised her foot and was about to kick, but Xiao Huaike grabbed her ankle.

This made Zhang Muqing feel a little embarrassed, because the current posture is extremely ambiguous.

Zhang Muqing was quite annoyed and pushed Xiao Huaike away, silently covering her tightly with the quilt.

"What?" Xiao Huaike noticed his strangeness and looked at him maliciously.

"Learn what?" Zhang Muqing shouted angrily, but she didn't dare to raise her head, and didn't notice Xiao Huaike's smirk.

"Read it with me. IDON'TKNOW." Xiao Huaike pointed to the "little tadpole" on the paper and uttered a standard American accent.

"What is ACE?" Zhang Muqing's lips moved, but he still couldn't say it in the end, so he randomly picked up a topic and asked.

Just now Xiao Huaike introduced himself as ACE, when Zhang Muqing thought of this, she opened her mouth and asked.

"Almighty, trump card. IDON'TKNOW." Xiao Huaike pointed at those "little tadpoles" again and said.

"Then you are very good?"

"..."

"I want this ACE too."

"Well, if you want to do ACE, you should sing this well first."

"Can't you sing, I can dance."

……

Zhang Muqing made sabotage several times, and finally defeated Xiao Huaike, after a whole night of tossing, she couldn't even instill a single "IDON'TKNOW" into Zhang Muqing's mind.

Seeing Xiao Huaike returning without success, Zhang Muqing smiled triumphantly under the quilt.

This Xiao Huaike did not seem to be as dangerous as imagined.

Zhang Muqing sleeps very lightly, he has never dared to let himself sleep too deeply, now that the environment is changed, he is tossing and turning even more.Zhang Li turned over and felt the dim light in the room. He opened his eyes and saw Xiao Huaike wearing a sweater, sitting at the desk, writing something seriously.The light was cast in front of him, outlining the contours of his face.

He couldn't help but said: "If I go back, will you go with me and be my male pet?"

Xiao Huaike was startled by Zhang Muqing's sudden words: "I was scared to death, why didn't you sleep, is my light too bright?"

"No, I can't sleep."

"Homesick?" Xiao Huaike put down his pen.

"..."

Perhaps it was because the room was too quiet, or maybe it was the traces of melancholy that had been lingering in my heart for many days were aroused, Xiao Huaike's words made Zhang Muqing feel a little sad.

He was homesick, and had been thinking about it for years.

The emotions that had been suppressed for many years surged up, and the tip of Zhang Muqing's nose felt a little sore.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Zhang Muqing asked without answering.

"Write lyrics and prepare for the next album." Saying that, Xiao Huaike turned off the lights.

In the darkness, Zhang Muqing heard Xiao Huaike's soft voice:

"Sleep, I'll buy you meat buns tomorrow."

There was a warm force in that voice, and Zhang Muqing couldn't bear to open his mouth to destroy the atmosphere that was just right at the moment—the atmosphere that made him inexplicably feel at ease.

The next day.

When Zhang Muqing woke up, the whole dormitory was quiet, the members had all gone out to make announcements, and the house had been tidy by the part-time workers.

Two big meat buns and a cup of soy milk were distributed on the dining table, and a note was pressed underneath, which said "To Zhang Muqing" in traditional Chinese characters, signed with the famous name of the flamboyant Xiao Huaike.The steamed stuffed bun was still warm, Zhang Muqing took a bite and couldn't help but praise the taste.

Zhang Muqing visited the apartment while eating the meat buns.There is a photo hanging on the wall of the living room, it is a group photo of Fantasy, in the photo, six teenagers are smiling brightly.

Zhang Muqing looked at the person exactly like herself in the photo and said:

"That's right, a person who can grow up like me is handsome no matter how much he struggles."

He looked at Xiao Huaike again, Xiao Huaike was far away from Zhang Li, Xiao Huaike smiled slightly, but it gave off a warm feeling.

There is a cabinet on the other wall of the living room, and a few trophies are placed on it. Perhaps because there are too many grids, a few trophies are placed on it, but it makes it even more bleak.

Zhang Muqing knew that their company was just a small company, so she had invested a lot in Fantasy, almost betting all her bets on this team.It’s just that it’s been almost three years since Fantasy’s debut, so it can only be considered splashy, and it’s still far from becoming famous.

Only Zhang Li, the face of the team, relied on his excellent facial features to obtain some script resources, and his popularity became extremely popular, expanding the scope of the publicity team.

These are what he learned from some fragmentary dialogue information. Zhang Muqing also remembered that Xiao Huaike and that person were enemies.

How could Xiao Huaike be regarded as an enemy when he was obviously riding Juechen?

Zhang Muqing pursed her lips, the meat buns in her hand were almost finished, she wondered how long it would be before Xiao Huaike could come back.

Zhang Muqing wandered back to the room again, picked up the lyrics on the desk, and felt a headache when he saw the tadpole text on it, so he could only give up the idea of ​​self-study.Zhang Muqing flipped through Xiao Huaike's creation book again, and there were more messy circles drawn on it.