The dead enemy has to spoil me after being stupid [entertainment circle]

Fortunately, Zhou Yuan, who was waiting in full force, held down the young master who was about to explode in time, and tried his best to send him back to the personal lounge.

Lu Bianyan lay down on the sofa a little irritatedly, almost losing his breath.

"What did you pull me for, I beat that idiot to death."

Zhou Yuan recalled the personal information about Shen Jizhou compiled by the management of Dazhou, and realized that although the crown prince looked indifferent on the surface, he had a fist that could beat people extremely hard.

Although it was just a column of internal information that had been encrypted, it meant that the crown prince should not be violent.

But it was obvious that this young master, who looked not to be trifled with but had a thin skin and tender flesh, couldn't stand a few beatings.

"Xiaozhou has a bit of a bad mouth. Doesn't this help you to treat the wound urgently? You stay still, and the team doctor will come to check in a while. I will pick up the other two ancestors, don't run around!"

After Zhou Yuan left, Lu Bianyan stared at the green socks for a while, and finally chose to take them off and changed into slippers.

He actually regretted that he insisted on dressing up like this before he set off, as if he wanted to show his father the childish behavior of "although I agree to sign an agreement with you, but my soul is still free".

Who knew freedom was too much.

The room became quiet, and he thought of Shen Jizhou's expression just now, although he really couldn't see any expression, but he just knew what this guy was thinking.

How should I describe that feeling, like a girl who happens to meet a rival in love when she goes out without makeup, or meets her old classmate when she goes out to eat barbecue at a street stall in underpants.

The doctor came over to treat his wound and packed the medical kit.

"No tissue was injured, the temperature was lowered in a timely manner, and everything will be fine in a while."

Lu Bianyan glanced at the heat reduction poster on the table, pursed his lower lip, "Thank you."

When the doctor left, he shook his head and sighed, "Young people nowadays, when they compete with each other, this kind of confusing behavior always happens at the expense of themselves."

Lu Bian said: "..."

As soon as the doctor left, the door was knocked open again.

"Xiao Yaner!"

The visitor has a clear voice and delicate facial features. He is wearing a short white T-letter fashion brand, a platinum bead necklace hanging on his chest, slightly long hair, and a pink wolf tail that covers the back of his neck. He is clearly a trendy idol. Wear with taste.

This person is called Yu Bei.

After being a trainee abroad for two years, he came back and became another member of the group after a series of unsuspecting screenings.

Coincidentally, he was also Lu Bianyan's high school classmate.

Except for Shen Jizhou, he is one of the few idiots who can't hide from closing his eyes so far on his growth path.

Yu Bei didn't feel the disgust from his good brother, and shouted blindly: "The socks you are wearing are green, I heard, and they are cartoon version! Why did you change them? Let me see what they look like." Let's see."

Lu Bianyan indifferently opened the hands on his shoulders, "Who told you?"

"The whole working group knows it! Good things don't go out, but ugly things spread thousands of miles. Everyone just doesn't laugh in front of your face."

Lu Bian said: "..."

"By the way, did you fight with Shen Jizhou?" Yu Bei was only interested in the green socks for a short while, and he was more interested in this.

Lu Bianyan said numbly: "There is a fight, but not completely."

Yu Bei was excited: "Is it fierce, is it fierce?"

Lu Bianyan nodded, "He's been cut into pieces in my mind, and I'm about to put him in the frying pan."

Yu Bei's smile collapsed, a little disappointing, "I thought you two were really fighting... By the way, didn't you two break up three years ago? So did he have anything to do with you when he suddenly left school and went abroad?" ?”

Although he has objections to Shen Jizhou, he will not bear this kind of heavy pot.

Lu Bianyan was speechless: "What does it have to do with me? You have asked this question more than once, right? Where on earth do you think this can have anything to do with me?"

Yu Bei sat down, Foxy Eyes smiled and said, "There is no wind without waves, and the rumors outside are quite impressive. You didn't know how low your air pressure was during the period after he left. I talked to you every day. At the risk of igniting the gas tank...so why on earth is he leaving?"

"..."

Lu Bian said to himself how do I know, let alone remember those stupid things, and emphasized: "I don't know, it has nothing to do with me."

"Okay, anyway, our life will not be easy in the future."

Lu Bianyan corrected: "Don't include me, I am free."

"Sending someone under the fence doesn't necessarily set you free."

"I would rather die than surrender."

"Really?"

"nonsense."

Then in the next second, Xiaojiujiu's assistant came in and asked them to go to the dressing room.

Lu Bianyan is not a normal resistance, silently would rather die than surrender, putting on stage makeup means he has made the first step to compromise with the entertainment industry, but Yu Bei forcibly dragged him out.

The backstage lounge of Continental Entertainment is a long circular corridor. As soon as he went out, he heard guitar playing and singing from the next room.

The sound is deep and magnetic, to the point where music lovers can't help but stop and wonder.

Yu Bei grabbed him, "Hey, hey, it's Qi Lin who is singing, you know him, right?"

Lu Bianyan didn't even pay much attention to internal entertainment, let alone the trainees who came back from abroad, their knowledge of Qi Lin was only on the list of teammates, and he honestly said: "I don't know."

"Forget it, a lot of people in China don't know him, but he's a steal!" Lu Bianyan was dragged towards the source of the sound by Yu Beiyan, "I only practiced for two years in our previous company, but he Just send it over, it will take five or six years!"

"He's already debuted as an idol, and there are a lot of fans over there!" After finishing speaking, he regretted, "But I heard that something happened to his family and he was arranged to return to China, so we have to start all over again."

In the room, the boy with the appearance of a teenager on the sofa faced the door, bowed his head and fiddled with the guitar in his arms. His neat broken hair covered his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and he could see that the outline of his profile was very smooth.

The same idol was born, but not as flashy as Yu Bei, only wearing a simple black T-shirt, sitting there already looks like a nobleman.

The other party seemed to have sensed it, stopped the fingertips circulating on the strings, and turned around.

His eyes are narrow and long, his eyes are very light in color, and his white lips are thin. This kind of appearance is cool and thin. It stands to reason that he has a sense of distance, but after seeing the person coming, he nodded very shallowly.

Yes, he is a polite and good boy.

"It's so nice~~" Yu Bei slipped into the lounge, chattering around him like sparrows, "What song are you singing? A new song you wrote? Sing it again, I didn't listen to it all just now .”

This person has always been a little bit wrong, Qi Lin didn't bother to talk to him, and re-touched the strings, "It hasn't formed yet, I want to listen and pay."

Yu Bei burst into tears instantly, "Don't you remember that I have pressed your legs for you, held an umbrella for you, and fed you when you were sick? Sure enough, time is a butcher's knife that dilutes good memories. It's been too long since I haven't seen you. I'm not you anymore the little padded jacket."

Qi Lin lowered his eyes indifferently, and numbly reminded: "On the plane the day before yesterday, you knocked over the coffee and spilled it on me. The shirt I made was made by Grayfors. Since I want to make a padded jacket, remember to settle the bill."

Yu Bei punched him reproachfully: "I hate it~ they are all teammates, why are you so fussy~"

Lu Bianyan's eyebrows twitched, he didn't understand why he had the impossible cognition of "Yu Bei, this idiot son has finally learned to be serious" just now.

Just as he was reflecting, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him. He subconsciously turned around, and then met his eyes.

He moved his gaze to the side stiffly, and saw the words "Shen Jizhou Lounge" written on the door.

"..."

Shen Jizhou only glanced at him, then moved his eyes down, scanning his row of white and pollen-pink toes.

"..."

Lu Bianyan curled up his toes, this undisguised gaze reminded him of the short confrontation outside the tea room just now.

The emotion was in place in an instant, and he frowned: "Have you ever seen such a white and smooth toe of Cool Brother?"

Shen Jizhou paused for two seconds, looked away, didn't respond to his unfriendly greeting at all, and said in a calm tone, "Then you can try to endorse Wangzai Xiaomantou later."

Lu Bianyan raised his eyebrows slightly.

I thought Shen Jizhou would be provocative, but I didn't expect to see him for three years, and his poisonous tongue skills dropped sharply.

After all, Lu Bianyan himself did not feel attacked, but confidently felt that this was a different kind of compliment, because he loved Wangzai's steamed buns since he was a child.

How cute, little mantou~

Even if the words came from Shen Jizhou's mouth.

Lu Bianyan snorted coldly and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Thank you."

He decided to take a brief truce.

Shen Jizhou's expression was indescribable, "..."

If the face of any strange creature can rival the corner of a city wall, then Lu Bianyan must be recorded in the record.

The strange creature didn't know anything about the slander of the person opposite, raised its chin slightly, and said solemnly: "But I won't forget that you once let the dog bite me because of this."

Shen Jizhou raised his eyelids.

The two confronted each other tensely, Lu Bian said in his heart that if you still have a little human conscience, you should feel a little guilty about it, and then the idiot son next to him cautiously interjected, "You are talking about you sneaking into him through the wall. Did that stupid husky bite you on the ass when you stole orchids and planned to do specimen work and run away?"

Lu Bian said: "..."

Shen Jizhou: "."

The author has something to say:

Make a fist with words: I gave you freedom too much

Because of the list, I need to control the number of words a little these days, so it won’t be so short (poke your finger)