canine boyfriend

The voice of these words is not too loud, it is so small that everyone in the room can hear it, and it is just loud enough that everyone in the room can hear it, but it cannot be heard when you go out of this door, or even a few meters away.

But the other artists heard it, and they just took a symbolic glance at this side. No one wanted to get involved in this dispute, and went to their own jobs, pretending that nothing happened here.

It's just that the relationship between these two people surprised them greatly. They didn't expect that some contestants would tear their faces apart so soon, and they didn't even pretend to be a fake friendship.Everyone in the competition program is designed by someone, more or less mixed with a little fake, we all know what the audience likes to watch and what they look forward to watching.

The merciless action just now was enough to make people grasp the details and make a big fuss. Tomorrow, there may be entertainment news about a certain singer playing big names and refusing to cooperate.

Of course, the man is well aware of these things, he is not a rookie in the entertainment industry, but someone who has been in the circle, but up to this moment, he no longer wants to endure anything.My fans are still working hard, and my support club is still working hard. If I am bullied again, I will feel sorry for those listeners who are still struggling to learn how to post topics and make up the word count.

Now that his face was torn apart, the little artist was not ambiguous, and sat down next to the man, not sure whether he was angry or hated. "Don't think that if you become a little more popular than before, you will be able to get out of the sky. Let me tell you, the top three have already been decided by default, without you."

"Without me, wouldn't there be you?" The man pinched his knuckles, "If your singing skills really rank in the top three, the level of the instructor of the program group will be questioned, right?"

"It doesn't matter if I make it into the top three or not, what's important is..." The little artist turned to take a look, "You will definitely be PKed down, as long as I can win you will be fine."

These words pierced the man's heart. It seemed that the whole show was still in the hands of the management behind the scenes. The old bastard wouldn't let him continue singing, so he could only pack up and leave.

"No one found out about your things in the past. If you were really shaken out, do you think your fans will continue to support you?" After downloading, your name will be followed by a suffix in the future. When people hear your name, they will only subconsciously think of pornographic news. Do you think that the memory of the entertainment industry is a strong point? Let me tell you, no, a star has It's worthless, what I'm looking at is his most negative evaluation, you have more than a dozen good reviews, but even one bad review."

"First, let me warn you, don't continue to harass me. Since I am a person destined to be eliminated, I have no threat to you at all. You don't need to work hard to suppress me unless you are guilty." The man stretched out a finger "Secondly, the value of a star depends on his strength. The overall strength of course includes his appearance, but what is more important is the part that others cannot take away. Don't talk to me again." Now, different ways do not conspire with each other, our three views are different, if you talk too much, I will play the piano to the cow, so please shut up."

"You..." The little artist didn't expect him to be so angry, "Don't worry, no matter how good you sing, you can't compete with the competition system. Come on, come on slowly."

"Please shut up, don't disturb my rest." The man frowned, and it would be a lie if he said he wasn't bothered at all, but it would be true if he was bored to death.Unable to sit still, he simply stood up and looked for a vent to relieve the stuffy feeling in his heart with the hot wind blowing in from the outside.

The rabbit bites people when it's anxious, and besides, I'm not a rabbit... The man took out his mobile phone. He originally wanted to find his little boyfriend, even if he wanted to talk a few words, but he couldn't laugh or cry when he thought that his little boyfriend was in his third year of high school.

It's shameful to say that others are shameless, but in fact the most shameless person is himself. A boy who has just grown up lives with him. If this is put on social news, people will definitely be scolded to death.

So he clicked on the app and went to the support club for a walk.This is indeed his spiritual home, the atmosphere is harmonious, the page is clean, no one is cheating, no one has a bad tone, the most asked question is, how do you get this vote?How to send this format?

It’s really difficult for them, especially the old fans ten years ago. How could there be so many rules and regulations at that time? If you like a celebrity, you can buy tickets to go to the concert or watch his movies. I also had a favorite singer when I was a child. Money, to buy that singer's new album tape.

Now there are not many children who know about tapes, right?The man read the comments one by one, and occasionally replied a few words. Before he knew it, 40 minutes passed, and when the little yellow hair patted him on the back, he was shocked.

"Hey, brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Xiao Huangmao didn't know what he was looking at so intently, "The instructor said to let you in."

"It's okay. How are you doing?" The man put away his phone.

"Xuan, I guess I'm hanging this time, and my PK opponent is too strong, but I'd rather meet you." Xiao Huangmao sent him a few steps, "If you cut me down, at least I will be convinced, and I will lose to anyone I don't want to be alone, but you, I know that I really can't compare. Brother, you can cheer up, and let your support club cheer up, even if you lose, the difference in the number of votes outside the stadium is not too big, so you There is still a chance to play in the rematch.”

"How do you know I have a support club?" Before entering the door, the man suddenly asked.

Little Huangmao faltered and smiled. "Hey, I paid attention, and I voted for you. Remember, you'd better mention this matter on your personal account, so that everyone can be active. There are millions of votes over there, so let's not get too excited. not enough."

The man was stunned for two or three seconds, and then smiled.I didn't expect Xiao Huangmao to still pay attention to his support club, which is quite strange.Pushing open the door, there were five tutors inside. He bowed first, and then sent the score of the song he had selected this time to the tutors.

"Is this the song you chose?" The vocal teacher was also there, as if surprised.

"Well, this is the song I prepared this time. If..." The man stood in front of Limai, put on the earphones, and suddenly he said, "I mean, if I have the opportunity to change the song, the program team will Won't you give me this chance?"

Several mentors glanced at each other, and no one could say anything about it.

"You mean, you have better choices, right? Can I understand that?" the vocal teacher was the first to ask.

"I think...should...maybe there are better choices, but I don't dare to make a conclusion right now." The man took off his earphones, listening to everything so realistically.

"Let's sing first. If there is no conclusion, it means nothing. Take care of what's in front of you." The vocal music teacher gave a gesture to the sound engineer behind him, and the prelude started. The man had no choice but to put on his headphones and focus on what was in front of him first.

The whole process was not smooth, and the man stopped from time to time to listen to the advice of the mentors.Only the vocal music teacher didn't say a word, as if he believed that it was useless to talk too much, and didn't give any substantive teaching.

"Thank you, judges, mentor, my singing is over." The man took off his earphones and bowed again. Time passed and he was completely unconscious, and an hour had passed.

"Wait." The vocal music teacher who had been silent all this time spoke at this moment, and picked up a gift bag from beside his sofa, "Someone asked me to give this to you."

"Give it to me?" The man took it with both hands, and probably guessed that it was his ear that returned.

"Well, it's for you. That's fine, I have nothing else to say, go out and call anyone in." The vocal music teacher waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.The man left knowingly, called a waiting player at random, and found a secluded corner with the gift bag, took a deep breath, and was about to open it.

No, nervous, the man took the gift bag to the bathroom, washed and wiped his hands clean before coming out, and stood on the edge of the window sill again, piously and carefully pulled out the contents of the gift bag.

A rectangular gift box?

The man couldn't wait to take it apart, waiting to say hello to his new ear.For a singer, the singing device is their most important outfit and the most cherished personal item.Once you have a suitable one, you will never change it unless it is absolutely necessary, and you will even take it with you to perform in another city or on a program.This is their personal symbol, their exclusive logo.

The gift box was tightly packed, and the man took a few times to remove the silk ribbon, remembering the bottle of hand cream that the boy bought for himself.The wrapping paper was torn off, and the rectangular gift box was fully exposed to his eyes. It turned out to be made of lambskin, red and matte, and it felt very good to the touch.

He gently opened the upper layer of the gift box, as if awakening the life that belonged to him, activated it, and took it as his own.

Inside lay a microphone.

The body of the microphone is studded with golden crystals.They are not all in the same shape, they are small, but they have the irregular edges of the original crystal. They are angular and not smooth in the hand, but they reflect the dazzling light from all angles.

This is... your own?The man rubbed his eyes and looked again, it was still there, not a dream.

This is... a microphone?The man didn't dare to touch it, so he waited for a long time before touching it with his fingertips.It is real, not a bubble or a phantom, just lying in front of you silently, waiting to be taken by yourself.How much does it cost?Men can't guess, but they can guess.A professional microphone is definitely expensive, not to mention the packaging fee.

This is definitely not made temporarily, it must be finished early in order to have such a beautiful craftsmanship.The man picked up the microphone, only to notice that there was a golden earphone next to it.

The same decoration technique, full of golden crystals, is very luxurious and very flirtatious.

These are all your own?The man quickly closed the lid of the gift box, for fear that they would fly away in the next second.This thing is too expensive for him to take for nothing, but how much does it cost?Will I not be able to afford it?

Many thoughts flashed by, and the man held the gift box as if holding his own lifeline.The box was pressed against his chest, vibrating with the pounding heartbeat in his body.

Slowly, the man's eyelashes closed, and when he opened his eyes again, the roots of the eyelashes were wet.I finally have my own microphone and earphones again, and my identity has finally returned to being a singer, and I have become a professional singer.He gasped heavily, and after a few seconds, he suddenly started to take out his trouser pocket to get his phone, but this time he didn't go to find the boy, but directly clicked into the official account of the support club.

"Hello, is it convenient to leave your personal contact information? I have something important to discuss with you, please please!"

The boy had just finished class, had just taken out his mobile phone, and was about to read the message from the support club before calling his wife, when he suddenly received such a private message, his whole being was filled with the desire to survive.

Fuck, what should I do?The wife took the initiative to ask for contact information and was so anxious to find it, obviously there was a major incident.But he knows his WeChat ID and mobile phone number, so he must not disclose them.But if you don't give it, if you miss important information, there will be no place to cry.

Now I skip class and go out to buy a new mobile phone, is it too late?The boy stood up and turned around the seat twice. Suddenly, he saw the cell phone at the same table in the table bucket.

"Brother, lend me your phone." He immediately sat back in his seat, said in a calm voice, and then showed a smile between good friends who had never given it to the tablemate.

The deskmate was reciting words and put down the book. "Don't you have a cell phone?"

"There is something wrong with my mobile phone, but my wife is looking for me, so please help me because of the friendship we have had for so many years." The boy stretched out his hand.

The deskmate stretched out his hand to block it. "No, you always hit me."

"Fuck you, don't talk nonsense, when did you not fight back? My beating was definitely not a one-sided beating, at least it was a [-]-[-] fight?" the boy said.

The deskmate still shook his head: "The mobile phone is a personal item, and I don't want to lend it to you. Besides, your current behavior is called puppy love, and you should focus on your studies."

"Lend me a moment, this... Let me tell you, the wife is the most important thing. There is no wife in the world. After you have a wife, don't forget the words brother, otherwise you will regret it." He stretched out his hand, "Just a few minutes, you help me this time, I will remember you for any good things in the future. Do you have WeChat in your phone?"

"No, as long as you don't disturb my study." The deskmate tacitly allowed him to use his mobile phone, "Of course I have WeChat, you use it quickly, and return it to me when you run out."

The boy was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and after saying a few words of thanks, he sent the wechat number of his deskmate to the man.About half a minute later, a new contact popped up in the address book in WeChat at the same table, applying to be added as a friend.

The man was very apprehensive, and finally got in touch with the person behind his official support club account. This is really the person behind him.The application was approved almost instantly, and he hadn't spoken yet, all his attention was attracted by the wechat avatar of the president of the support club.

White background, black calligraphy.

"Reading for the Rise of China"

The author has something to say:

Man: This... the president of the fan club is not a high school student, is he?

Wolfdog: No!Absolutely not!