After the rebirth, I became the top class again

Behind the curtain is a corridor separated by a few meters of white boards. It is just right for two people to walk side by side. A small dim yellow lamp hangs on the top of the passage, emitting a faint light only to the corner.

The sound insulation of the whiteboard is very good, and for a while there were only the breathing of two people around.

Wen Song knew that behind the corner was a road surrounded by white curtains, where he would meet the first NPC. He subconsciously wanted to grab something, but he couldn't grab it because his wrist was being held, so he could only try to calm down and speak again. Said: "Don't let go of me, don't fall behind when you run for a while."

"it is good."

At the corner, Lu Yige stepped forward and slightly turned sideways to block half of Wen Song's body.

Wen Song was holding his breath slowly, counting his steps silently, and when he sensed the boy approaching, a sense of mission arose in his heart. Even when he saw the darkness around the corner, his heart was already jumping into his throat, but he was thinking of the people around him. There is also a small child who as an adult cannot be coaxed.

Gritting his teeth, he stepped into the darkness next to Lu Yige, and the first NPC was behind the curtain a few steps away.

Wen Song clenched his fists, blinked to adapt to the darkness in front of him, and the white curtain gradually revealed its outline.

The curtain in front of him moved in the darkness.

A white figure rushed out from the curtain, and before Wen Song could react, the person beside him had already pulled him behind him, and the boy's broad back perfectly blocked Wen Song and the NPC.

This NPC just showed his face and left, with a buffer, Wen Song was not scared at all, and even felt that it was nothing more than that, he poked his head out from behind the young boy's shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay. "

Lu Yige nodded at him in the dark, and realized that he probably couldn't see it, so he said again: "It's gone."

"Let's go, let's continue." Wen Song, who was more confident, walked ahead, thinking that this was nothing at all.

According to Wen Song's memory, there is only one NPC in the curtain, and this section is an interview room. Staff will come to ask questions to relax their vigilance, and then new NPCs will come out.

So he bravely took Lu Yige forward.

Lu Yige, who knew that he was terrified to death, looked at Wen Song's resolutely moving back, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

In fact, Wen Song, who thought that there would be no more NPCs, completely relaxed his vigilance. In the next second, Wen Song's bare ankles under his sweatpants were covered with a warm touch.

Wen Song lowered his head, and when he saw the shaking hand on the ground, his whole body exploded: "Damn!" He backed up again and again in a panic, and began to speak nonsense, "What, what, go away, go away! What the hell! Hand, what the hell..."

Wen Song's operation made Lu Yige almost unstoppable, but this NPC did not leave immediately after scaring people like the first one, but walked out from behind the curtain in a weird posture, and at the same time made an unpleasant sound in his mouth. strange sound.

"Ahhhh!" This made Wen Song completely crazy, not only because of the sudden appearance of an unknown NPC, but the key point is that this pose is not something ordinary people can do. The spine of this thing seems to be broken. Voice Wen Song's mind was surrounded by fear, his whole body was numb and sweating, and he had completely forgotten the vows he made before.

"Wen Song," Lu Yige said helplessly, but he was pulled back again and again by the person hanging on him, so he could only choose to communicate with an exceptionally dedicated NPC, "Hey, it's okay, don't you want to get off work early?"

As a result, the NPC in front of him continued to scream and approach the two as if he didn't hear it.

Reasonably, Wen Song still thought that the child should not stand in front of him, so he buried his head firmly on Lu Yige's shoulder and pushed him back: "It's useless, he can't understand, without him, he is not, he... ....." Wen Song couldn't imagine what it was that suddenly appeared, but he only knew that if he didn't leave now, he would probably die here.

Lu Yige patted the person on his body twice to comfort him, but stared at the person in front of him and continued to speak, his voice became obviously cold: "Do you know how many people on the island learn Chinese dance?"

These words were like some kind of incantation, the screaming voice just stopped, and the crooked figure seemed to froze.

Generally speaking, the body flexibility of Chinese dancers is stronger than that of ordinary dancers, and it is not difficult to perform such movements.

"It's useless, let's go, you listen to me, really..." The terrified Wen Song pushed his head into the opponent's arms desperately, still struggling, and then was surrounded by a wide Hugging and soothing.

"Okay, he's gone," the young man's voice rang in his ears, it was a gentle tone that he had never heard before, accompanied by a light pat on the shoulder, Wen Song's frightened heart beat in the other's warm embrace He began to calm down slowly, "Really, open your eyes and see."

Wen Song shook his head in the dark, he would never look at that strange thing again.

"Listen, there's no sound." Lu Yige continued to comfort him.

There was no sound, Wen Song Houjue loosened his arms around the young man's waist, but he didn't dare to let go completely, and said weakly: "Then, let's move forward slowly."

"Okay, take your time." Lu Yige's tone seemed to be coaxing a kid who was younger than him, letting Wen Song embrace him in a dependent posture and move forward slowly.

It seemed that he realized that his posture was not elegant, but it was even more difficult for Wen Song to let go of the person in front of him, so he said again: "It's okay, I am in front, if there is danger, I will push you to run, I will protect you .”

Lu Yige almost laughed out loud, but considering the dignity of the other party, he only hooked the corner of his mouth: "Okay, you protect me."

That's right, Wen Song tightly grasped the boy's clothes, he wanted to protect him.

Being hugged tightly, Lu Yige only felt the warmth against his chest. This warmth not only came from the dependence of the person in front of him, but also from what he said.

He said to protect himself.

He didn't choose Li Sining, but chose him who was also "scared". Could it be understood that Wen Song cared more about him?

Regardless of whether it was true or not, the fact that he chose himself and wanted to protect himself was enough to make Lu Yige float.

He suddenly found that his unwarranted worries were mediocre, and nothing made him more comfortable than having the person he likes by his side.

When the two conjoined twins walked to the brightly lit interview room, the staff who had been waiting for a long time almost laughed out loud. He didn't understand what it was to walk backwards.

Facing Shanglu Yige's eyes, the staff smiled at the emotionless but inexplicably oppressive eyes of the other party, explained the mission of the interview, and then let the two sit on a couch to start the interview.

"No." Wen Song, who was finally willing to turn around, saw the sofa and shook his head immediately. He was still pulling Lu Yige's clothes, and he didn't bother to pretend. He knew there was someone under the sofa, "Let's stand."

"Okay, then listen carefully." The staff asked with a suppressed smile, "What is your dream?"

The two people standing were silent for a moment, neither of them spoke first.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

The staff member said in embarrassment: "Um, is this question difficult?"

Wen Song continued to remain silent. This question is indeed not difficult. He can say thousands of things with his mouth now, but he hesitated, because among the thousands of things, he didn't find what he wanted to do now and had the confidence to do it. arrived.

After the severe fright, his brain seemed to be turned on a certain switch, and all his thoughts led to the impossible answer.

Compared with Wen Song, Lu Yige's silence made the staff more concerned. Compared with Wen Song's frightened appearance, he is obviously sober, and as an artist who has been trained for many years, he should be able to handle all kinds of interviews How come you can't even answer such a simple question?

But both of them seemed to have no intention of answering, so the staff consciously changed the question: "Who is your idol?"

Wen Song said Wendy's name aloud.

Then the two of them turned their attention to Lu Yige.

Lu Yige glanced at Wen Song, and Wen Song looked at the sofa not far away with some anxiety. The npc inside should come out after answering the questions. He is now afraid that another monster like that just now will come out.

At this moment, Lu Yige uttered three words: "Song Weiyi."

Something emerges from under the couch, and the lights in the interview room go out.

Wen Song yelled and his throat was blocked, who did Lu Yige say just now?

This answer immediately made Wen Song forget his fear, he just felt chills all over his body, and all kinds of guesses flooded his mind for a while, he didn't know why Lu Yige led him out of the secret room.

The exit of the secret room is in another room, and most of the contestants who finished participating did not leave, waiting to see the joke.

Seeing the two of them coming out unhurriedly, everyone felt extremely bored.

"Aren't you all afraid?"

"It's so bad, I was almost scared to death."

"The one under the couch is too much..."

Amidst all the commotion, Wen Song regained consciousness for a moment, loosened his hand that was still holding Lu Yige's arm, pretended to smile calmly, but found that he didn't know what to say.

After receiving continuous shock and shock, his mind is now a mess.

A staff member came in to distribute the questionnaires and told them to go back and rest after filling out the experience questionnaires.

The two sat down opposite each other at the only table in the room. Wen Song tentatively raised his head to look at the other side, and found that Lu Yige was seriously reading the questionnaire, and his tense emotions relaxed a little.

Wen Song is not sure where the Song Weiyi that Lu Yige is talking about is Song Weiyi. If it is really him, as an undebuted trainee, he has signed a confidentiality agreement with the company, and the information about his appearance has only been released abroad. In China, the only social organization he has used is a dance exchange website, on which he has never shown his face.

But since Lu Yige used the word idol, would he be regarded as an idol just based on a few faceless videos?

Idol... Thinking of this word, an unspeakable emotion spread from the bottom of my heart. Wen Song once again looked at the boy who filled out the questionnaire with downcast eyes. He didn't expect that he would have a male fan. He was still such an excellent male fan. .

The person opposite suddenly raised his head, and Wen Song, who was peeking, caught Lu Yige's eyes unexpectedly.

Wen Song dodged for a moment and immediately lowered his head, but heard the person on the other side say: "Have you ever heard the name Song Weiyi?"