Wen Song, who was sitting on the ground, was already in pain so much that tears were about to come out. The pain made him ignore the current awkward posture, and he was already stunned by the pain while holding his head.

At this time, Lu Yige, who was pressing on Wen Song in an embracing posture, was also a little dazed. The face that had appeared countless times in his dreams was now very close at hand, and the tip of his nose lingered with a vague fragrance and a soft hum of pain. It reminded him that all of this was real.

Something was about to jump out of his chest.

The unfamiliar feeling made him straighten up in a panic, his eyes touched the tears in the other's eyes, and he was even more at a loss.

He didn't expect Wen Song to stop suddenly.

He tentatively raised his hand to brush Wen Song's bangs, and said cautiously, "Are you all right?"

The teary-eyed Wen Song patted his hand away, saw a red mark between Lu Yige's eyebrows, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and finally angrily and helplessly said: "Can you finish it once if you have something to say?"

This tone full of grievances made Lu Yige feel even more guilty, he stood up and said, "I'm going to get an ice pack."

The members downstairs who were waiting for the captain to have dinner watched Lu Yige swish downstairs, said you eat first, and then swished upstairs again, with confused faces.

Lu Yige found Wen Song who was flushing cold water in front of the sink, and passed the ice pack over.

"So what did you want to say just now?" Wen Song said while wearing an ice pack.

Lu Yige looked at the end of his reddened eyes through the mirror, then moved his eyes away and said, "Are you really not going down?"

Wen Song: "Huh???" What is he talking about?

"Your performance on stage," Lu Yige explained again, "is it really impossible to break through?"

Wen Song: "..." I have been tortured so much that you insult me ​​like this?

He did say big things before, but he is already so embarrassed, can't he just pretend that such an embarrassing thing never happened?

But the other party's eyes at this time are extremely serious, as if they are very concerned about Wen Song's answer.

"Yes," facing this serious gaze, Wen Song gritted his teeth and said, "I really can't go down, after all, I only studied two classes."

Lu Yige stared at him and stopped talking, he was trying to judge the truth of this sentence.

Wen Song, who felt uncomfortable from this gaze, continued to smile awkwardly: "Is there nothing else? I'll go to sleep if I'm fine?"

Lu Yige still didn't make a sound, and Wen Song, who didn't want to serve him, simply went back to the room and closed the door.

Wen Song, who was lying back on the bed again, was about to die of rage, this kid really didn't know how to get along with others, how could he go out of his way to expose people's scars?

Although he can do backflips, he still feels ridiculed by a middle school student.

Wen Song fell into a dream in the fantasy of showing the other party his splits, lower back, and Thomas maneuvering skills, but the people outside the door went downstairs in a state of ecstasy, and then ate dinner with a red forehead.

"Brother One," Wei Linxi came to complain, "Gu Xian threw his socks around again."

"You obviously threw it first!"

"Brother One?" Wei Linxi waved his hand in front of the distraught man, and then saw his red forehead, "You, you..."

"Huh?" Lu Yige glanced at him, and then said mercilessly, "If you two continue to quarrel, go out and sleep."

"Ah?" Wei Linxi was dissatisfied, and she wanted to say something when she saw that the person who was in front of her just now had walked towards her room.

"Strange, what's wrong with Ge Ge?" Wei Linxi called out a name that only dared to call behind his back.

Gu Xian threw something on Wei Linxi's head: "Who knows, I'm going to take a shower."

"Gu Xian, you dog!" Wei Linxi scolded angrily.

The person who had just returned to his room suddenly appeared in front of Wei Linxi again.

Wei Linxi immediately covered his mouth: "Brother Yi, I was wrong, I shouldn't have swearing."

"Where's the phone?" Lu Yige asked suddenly.

Wei Linxi had a puzzled face: "Huh? What mobile phone? Where is the mobile phone?" In order to set an example, they were also confiscated as assistants.

Lu Yige continued impatiently: "I know you have it, so let me use it."

Wei Linxi immediately took out his pocket obediently: "I just took it to see the time, I didn't play games secretly."

Lu Yige took the phone and opened the browser to log in to an overseas website. He skillfully entered the account password to log in, and then found the watch list and clicked in. The familiar interface turned out to be empty.

He continued to enter a string of ID searches in the search bar, but only got a string of indifferent English prompts - Theuseryouarelookingfordoesnotexist.

does not exist.

He returned to the homepage of the browser and entered a name - Song Weiyi.

Those who were found out were all strangers with the same name and surname.

"How come..." Lu Yige frowned, his face full of solemnity.

"What's wrong, brother?" Lu Yige seldom showed any emotion, and Wei Linxi's expression also turned serious.

Lu Yige shook his head at him, and returned his cell phone: "Thanks, good night, go to bed early."

"Hey, are you really all right?"

Back in the room, Lu Yige continued to organize his thoughts, he seemed to have made a big mistake inadvertently.

He can be quite sure that Wen Song's dancing ability is definitely not at the level where he can't even chop a fork. The dance videos he has practiced countless times can testify.

But now, all the videos have disappeared, and the user shows that he does not exist. The stage name he used in Korea is also nowhere to be found. Even the current Wen Song can't do a split.

What made Wen Song change so much?

His own special experience made him think more.

He has changed the trajectory of his life in this life, and correspondingly, many things have changed along with his changes.

He didn't care that Wen Song from an ordinary family suddenly became the son of the richest man, thinking that he just deliberately concealed his family background. Now it seems that Wen Song's fate may also be changed because of him.

No one knows that Lu Yige, a young genius of FF, is actually a person who was eliminated by fate.

In his previous life, Lu Yige didn't know people well, was delayed by an unscrupulous company and couldn't make his debut, and was once in a state of being frozen, without a venue and a teacher. If he refused to admit defeat, he found a venue and a teacher by himself, he was that At that time, I saw Song Weiwei's practice video, a trainee who was only two years older than him, but much stronger than him, but still unable to make his debut.

Maybe it's because of the mentality of sympathy, maybe it's for learning, or maybe it's because he clicked on the dance video and couldn't move his eyes anymore. One network cable, two practice rooms, a period of unknown years, Lu Yige is the darkest In the past, he only had dancing and Song Weiyi in his life. Watching him share his practice progress in the feed every day, chatting about eating and drinking trivial matters was his only light.

Afterwards, Lu Yige successfully signed a contract with a new company, and Song Weiyi also made his debut under the name Wen Song.

While Lu Yige was happy for him, he was also secretly accumulating energy. One day, he would stand beside him.

However, on the way back after watching Wen Song's final night, a series of car accidents completely cut him off from this dream, and brought him back to the year when he was 12 years old.

The 12-year-old Lu Yige had just experienced the most difficult two years in his life. In the third year after his parents passed away, he was finally found and adopted by his father's friends. In that year, he was discovered by scouts and signed Contract to become a trial trainee.

Fortunately, the company he chose this time allowed him to make his debut and gained a large number of fans. He even stood in the position sought after by thousands of people earlier than Wen Song.

Finally meeting Wen Song face to face, Lu Yige was looking forward to and delighted, and even a little nervous, but the person he once wanted to be side by side with said he couldn't dance?

He couldn't think of the reason for Wen Song to lie. In his memory, he loved and respected the stage, and he was even more persistent and serious about dancing, so he was more willing to believe that Wen Song had really changed.

But he was still watching Wen Song's dance video some time ago, will the timeline change suddenly like this?

The confused Lu Yige began to doubt his memory. At the same time, he also regretted not showing these videos to his teammates, so he couldn't even find someone to confirm.

Lu Yige stroked his forehead to calm himself down. The worst situation now is that Wen Song’s fate has indeed changed because of him. He has indeed become a person who can’t dance and has zero foundation, but he still participates in the For this draft, and now there is him as an assistant.

Well, not too bad.

Having figured out something, Lu Yige raised his eyes and looked upstairs. Since his fate can be changed, so can Wen Song's.

At [-]:[-] the next day, the recording started on time, and the promoter tutor released the task of the first performance, location assessment, and today's task is to choose a song and group.

The empty recording classroom was divided into three areas of different colors: Vocal, Dance, and Rap. The three areas corresponded to three groups of songs. Many students were still struggling. Wen Song, who was wearing the white training uniform of Class F, stood in the Rap room without hesitation. district.

He silently apologized to the joker king in his heart, he was really sorry for Mr. Wang, and he would definitely buy a few more albums from him to make amends.

But standing in other districts at his "current" level, it is certain that no one will choose him and become a transfer in the end. It is better to consciously save some face.

The rap group is generally composed of people who have been transferred miserably.

Standing still in the rap area, Wen Song began to wait for the students in Class A to take the lead in choosing the song with surprised eyes from all directions. Unexpectedly, the people in Class A didn't move, and the people from the FF group in the auditorium stood up first.

"Now, please choose the song you want to perform as an assistant." Zhang Jin read out the song selection rules, "After the assistant chooses a song, you can choose your own students to form a team."

This song selection rule made the students flustered.

"what?"

"Is that how you play?"

"Oh my God, I didn't perform well on stage at the beginning, I died."

"Choose me, choose me, please."

Wen Song: "..."

Well, no matter how many changes there are, he will not be surprised. Anyway, it has nothing to do with him, and he cannot be selected left or right.

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