The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

Chen Sen is still very skillful in publicity. There is still a week before the official release, and the popularity of the two on the Internet remains high. With an average of one hot search a day, they have dominated the list for a long time, which can be said to have earned enough attention.

During the period, Si Jiamu and Ke Haoyan's personal fan club started a battle for no reason. At first, it was a joke for the popularity, but it intensified, and in the end it had developed to the point where fire and water were incompatible.

It stands to reason that the brokerage company should come out to take care of it when it has developed to such a point. Yang Yu also proposed repeatedly, but Chen Sen rejected them all.

It is said that this is also a hidden danger in the form of small teams. He needs it to develop freely and see what kind of results it will produce in the end, so as to make plans for the development of other small teams in the future.

"He seems to have that serious illness." After listening to Yang Yu's report, Si Jiamu blurted out a curse, rolling his eyes to the sky, "Even if Haoyan and I are experimental subjects, it's not appropriate to be so perfunctory?"

"I don't understand what Mr. Chen means." Yang Yu frowned, and continued: "But he should have his reasons for doing so. HIT is now a favorite, Mr. Chen will not give up easily, you two Just rest assured!"

"Do you believe yourself when you say such a thing?" Ke Haoyan, who had been reading Weibo from the side, heard Yang Yu say this, and asked disdainfully.

The two Weifans are already quarreling, like rivals who have had a long-standing grudge.

There are only two CP fans who are sandwiched in the middle and are secretly happy, but their sense of existence is too low. In front of the two only fans, they are like a speck of dust in the universe, which can be completely ignored.

"There are only three days left before our development conference, are you sure this is okay?"

Yang Yu looked at Si Jiamu and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I have no right to change Mr. Chen's decision."

"Okay." Now that the words have been said, how can he struggle, "I hope our two health bars can be thicker, so that we can withstand such abuse."

Si Jiamu didn't want to continue discussing this topic, so he went to the middle and started practicing. Seeing this, Ke Haoyan hurriedly followed.

Yang Yu sighed helplessly, put on his coat and went out.

There are three days left before the press conference. As HIT's manager, he also has many links to supervise.

Three days later, the press conference arrived as scheduled.

Although they have had a lot of stage experience before, this is the first time that there are only the two of them on the stage. The tension from their debut came back again, and the two of them were both nervous and looking forward to it.

Cameras were already set up in the front row of the venue, but the reporters were sitting in several rows, and the support from the fans outside was loud, and they heard it as early as when they were doing makeup.

Not only on-court, but also off-court support gave enough cards.Compared with the flower baskets sent by the media, the various support clubs directly made flower walls, which are endless, and at a glance, it seems to have entered a garden.

Among all the support, there is one that is particularly conspicuous-CP fans built a flower bridge between the two flower walls. I don’t know if it was intentional. Magpie Bridge".

The press conference hasn't even started yet, and it's been a hot search because of this support.

The Wei fan was so angry that he had a heart attack, and the CP fan was happily Amway while taking the bamboo shoots.

Of course Ke Haoyan saw it too, he silently switched to the trumpet and gave a thumbs up.

"Are you still playing?" Si Jiamu caught a glimpse and asked lightly, and the other party immediately put away the phone.

"I just observe the direction of public opinion in advance, which belongs to pre-investigation and serious business."

"You're becoming more and more eloquent." Si Jiamu leaned back slightly, closed his eyes to rest, and Ke Haoyan immediately stretched out his hand to help him block the light.

The two of them didn't speak any more, and they didn't come back to their senses until they heard the phrase "Teachers, get ready" broadcast in the earphones.

Standing on the side of the stage, Ke Haoyan reached out and squeezed Si Jiamu's palm lightly when he saw the dense crowd below the stage, "Come on!"

He was about to take it back, but he was held back, and then he heard his voice with a slight smile, "Why are you so nervous? Your palms are sweating."

"How can I?" Ke Haoyan, who was poked in the center of his mind, didn't want to admit it, and quickly withdrew his hand, feeling guilty, and his eyes were wandering around.

Suddenly, a burst of familiar and sweet pheromone enveloped him, with a strong sense of comfort, he looked at Si Jiamu in surprise, his voice was deliberately lowered, but he was still very excited, "Are you crazy? There are so many people, just Are you releasing pheromones like this?"

"Do you think I'm crazy?" Si Jiamu's eyes are clear, and he always becomes soft when he looks at Ke Haoyan, "Don't worry, I only release a little. With so many people present, the pheromones are all mixed together. Someone will notice."

Ke Haoyan still wanted to say something, but the director's urging voice came from the earphones, so he had no choice but to go on stage.

Probably Si Jiamu's pheromones had an effect, and the tension that had been lingering in his heart was swept away. The spotlight shone on the two of them. He saw that Si Jiamu was like the moonlight falling into the world, cold and bright, shining straight into the world. in his heart.

He stretched out his hand unconsciously, wanting to grab the moonlight that belonged to him.