The black tie was wrapped around Wen Song's fair hands, the sharp contrast struck Lu Yige's eyes, and he forgot to speak for a moment.

In a daze, the person in front of him had already straightened up, with a sweet breath approaching, a pair of arms wrapped around the back of his neck with his tie, this posture made Lu Yige's heartbeat miss the beat again.

The two stood behind the shadowed door. The boy with a disheveled collar stepped up slightly to embrace the tall boy. The subtle difference in body shape made the boy completely block the boy, and the noisy voice in the dressing room was blocked. The two seemed to be having a conversation. A private whisper, and it seems to be covering up an unknown secret.

For the first time, Lu Yige was proud of his self-control.

But this ambiguous atmosphere was only for a moment, the tall figure of the young man blocked the light, Wen Song pulled the tie around his neck to change the direction, and explained to him how to tie the tie like a teacher.

This action is like pulling a puppy, but the person being pulled has no struggle, and is pulled obediently to change the direction.

The boy with slightly lowered eyes stared at the speaker without blinking, and quietly listened to the explanation, as if he really didn't know how to tie.

This scene fell in the eyes of others who only envied the closeness of the two, and felt novelty seeing Lu Yige's unknown cute side.

But in fact, Wen Song was secretly guilty in his heart. It was too unbearable to take advantage of other people's feelings, especially when the other party was just a child, so he could only make up for this guilt with more sincerity.

He admits that the feeling of pampering the cubs has turned him into a bit of an addiction.

"Brother One!" Wei Linxi shouted after putting on makeup, "Come on, there's a seat reserved for you."

"Okay, will this be strangled?" Wen Song asked while adjusting the tie around Lu Yige's neck.

Lu Yige shook his head: "No."

"then you go."

Watching Lu Yige turn around, Wen Song stood back in the corner, giving way to the people who had put on makeup and went out. Li Sining left at some point, and was no longer in the room.

This time, the patron's father was relatively wealthy, and he was looking for more than a dozen students, which was a scale Wen Song had never experienced in his previous life, but the makeup artist was not good enough, so he stood for a while, feeling a little nervous, and then went out to wait.

There were a few students standing in twos and threes outside the door. Wen Song glanced at them, except for Zhuo Yuyang, who didn't have much contact with them, and they all greeted him when they saw him.

"Yo, Young Master Wen."

"So handsome, Wen Song."

Wen Song continued to lean against the corner with a faint smile, and replied, "Generally handsome."

These words are really modest. The posture of leaning against the wall in a suit with his knees slightly bent shows that his legs are straight and smooth. The unbuttoned neck slightly reveals half of his collarbone, abstinence and temptation, plus that face, Those who didn't know thought they were taking a photo.

Another person said: "This is the young master of a rich family. Hey, Wen Song, do you have to wear sunglasses and bodyguards when you go out with your identity?"

Hearing this yin and yang tone, Wen Song raised his head, and the brows twitched when he saw the speaker clearly.

The speaker had distinctive dreadlocks. His name was Yin Yanqi. He was one of Wen Song Chengtuan's teammates and the one with whom he had the worst relationship.

I think Wen Song made his debut with his strength, but was scolded by the royal family after his family was exposed. However, this Yin Yanqi is a veritable royal family. He relied on the protection of capital to cover up the truth, and his journey went smoothly.

Wen Song was often ridiculed by him when he was scolded the worst.

Naturally, Wen Song couldn't bear the inexplicable provocations from the other party, so he glanced at him and said in the tone of the rich young master: "We just need a bodyguard, are you interested? The treatment is good."

The other party seemed to be choked, but said again: "I don't dare, with Wen Shao's current reputation, if he goes out, the life of the bodyguards will be in danger, right?"

When these words came out, the expressions of the other students couldn't help but change. There are quite a few cellphones hidden on the island, and they are very clear about many things outside the island, including the current scolding war against Wen Song on the Internet.

But if you know it, you know it, and it's a bit embarrassing to say it out of nowhere.

Zhuo Yuyang smiled and eased the atmosphere: "With Brother Wen's charm, there is indeed such a risk."

Wen Song, who was supposed to be embarrassed, nodded at this moment and said: "That's right, after all, few people know you, and accidental injury is inevitable, so forget it."

Yin Yanqi became angry from embarrassment: "You!"

"Brother Wen!" Wei Linxi's voice came from the dressing room at the right time, "There is a seat."

Wen Songyang replied, "Here we are." Then he smiled lightly at Zhuo Yuyang and said, "In terms of charm, we still need bodyguards more than Yangyang."

Zhuo Yu with a sunny smile replied, "Stop teasing me."

Wen Song pushed the door open with a smile, and opened the door, facing the person who came out of it.

After putting on makeup, Lu Yige glanced at the people outside the door with his deep eyebrows, and turned slightly to make way for Wen Song.

Wen Song, who was in a good mood, patted him on the shoulder to express his gratitude, and entered the door with him.

After going out, Lu Yige stood still and looked at Zhuo Yuyang's face, wanting to see what charm he had.

Yin Yanqi, who was holding his breath, murmured: "What's there to drag, isn't it just having a rich father?"

These words are dispensable in the not-so-quiet corridor, and the eyes that were looking at Zhuo Yuyang fell coldly on the person who spoke.

Noticing Lu Yige's gaze, Yin Yanqi turned his face away and closed his mouth, and greeted him with a flattering smile, and then said affectionately: "It's a pity that we haven't had a chance to cooperate on the island for so long. Can't you tell my brother about Ergong's song selections, so that I can satisfy my little fan?"

Lu Yige's eyes were no longer warm, and he said coldly to Yin Yanqi: "Our company prohibits private association with fans."

Yin Yanqi: "Huh?" Feeling that the kid was interesting, he laughed out loud, "How can this be considered..."

Lu Yige interrupted him to continue: "I don't want to cooperate with you either."

Being rejected so straightforwardly, even Yin Yanqi had a thick skin and couldn't bear it, but he couldn't get angry at Lu Yige in front of so many people, so he blushed and asked in a rough voice: "Then who do you want to talk to?" ?”

Just that trash Wen Song?

Originally, Yigong was in a hurry when he couldn't cooperate with several assistants. After finally waiting for the theme song, he spent a lot of effort and money to reach a consensus with a few popular and powerful students, and they went to choose other people. , Lu Yige left it to him.

It is worth mentioning that even though the One Road One Grid team won the first place in the dance group, the other members of the group were helpless, and his assisting rate was not the first among several assistants.

He thinks that he is unrivaled among the competitors in terms of strength and ranking. If Lu Yige wants to stay, he will be the best choice.

In the end, when the candidate was selected, it was Wen Song again?

Yin Yanqi, who was intercepted, was secretly angry and extremely unwilling. He couldn't figure out why Tong Yige chose Wen Song again and again. The only explanation was Wen Song's family.

He was even angrier, because in comparison, his originally lofty background suddenly seemed so ordinary, so vulnerable.

Lu Yige turned his face away, as if he couldn't talk to him, and didn't intend to answer his question.

Yin Yanqi, who was ruthlessly ignored, was so angry that he vomited blood, but there was nothing he could do.

After dawdling in putting on makeup and starting filming, Wen Song was already too hungry, but the director of this ad was a slow-witted person, he needed to change it if it didn’t work here, and he had to do it again when the light was too dark there, Wen Song looked at the lipstick in his hand and it was kinda like The urge to swallow to satisfy hunger.

Wen Song was too hungry, not to mention the Alphas who had long bodies.

Wei Linxi was so hungry that he kept talking about pasta, pasta behind Lu Yige, but he would switch to standby mode immediately after the director started filming, showing a professional smirk.

After recording the last Datong frame, the director finally announced the end, and the lunch break was almost over.

Wei Linxi immediately hung on Gu Xian who was at the side, making a painful and pitiful expression.

"Xixi," Gu Xian pretended to shake affectionately, "Hold on, Xixi."

Wei Linxi made a weak voice: "No, I can still persist, as long as I have a bite of noodles."

Wen Songyou was laughed at by the two dramatists, and felt that the child's appearance of wanting to eat noodles was really pitiful, but it was a pity that he himself was a kitchen killer.

Thinking of him catching up with the person walking towards the fitting room a few steps and saying: "Spaghetti..."

Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him turned his face away, but when he saw that it was Wen Song, his originally cold expression changed, softened a lot, turned around and continued to move forward.

Wen Song continued to say the rest: "Is it delicious?"

Is the pasta good?

Lu Yige's expression was puzzled for a moment, and he was a little speechless: "Haven't you eaten?"

How could I not eat it.

Wen Song followed closely and said, "Isn't this something you've never cooked before?" He said, pulling the people who were walking faster and faster, "Listen to them boasting about your cooking skills, to be honest, I don't believe it."

Listening to Wen Song's clumsy provocative tactics, the corners of Lu Yige's mouth curled up into an imperceptible arc, he took his clothes and opened the locker room door, turned around, looked at the people who were still following him and said, "Do you want to go together?"

The young man tilted his neck and raised his hand to loosen the tie around his neck as he spoke. The protruding Adam's apple on his neck rose and fell with his movements. Youthful youthful spirit and mature sense of abstinence rushed over his face, sexy and wild.

Seeing a simple movement, Wen Song's brows twitched, and his throat tightened a little, but he was still trying to be brave: "It's true, it's not impossible."

The next second the door of the compartment slammed shut in front of him.

Feeling that he was slightly better, Wen Song raised his eyebrows and entered another adjacent compartment.

Wei Linxi's voice came from outside, who took a slow step: "I have no sleep in the afternoon. I don't know what is left in the restaurant. Food and clothing are also in jeopardy. I am so miserable."

Gu Xian said mercilessly: "Eat whatever is left over, hypocritical."

At this time, a voice came from behind the thin door panel of the cubicle. Although there was no warmth, Wei Linxi felt very warm in his heart: "Go back and make pasta."

Wei Linxi jumped up: "I love you first brother!"

Gu Xian applauded: "Yo Hou!"

Wen Song, who was still struggling with shirt buttons next door, showed a satisfied smile. In fact, he also wanted to eat.

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