The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

ah?Is this serious?A team of six people can't be reduced to him alone, no matter how divided it is, right?

Li Dongyang frowned and looked at Si Jiamu.The other party still looked at him with a smile, but that smile didn't reach his eyes.

It's even more exaggerated, even Si Jiamu is just smiling at the moment.

In the short time he had been in contact with Si Jiamu, he never did anything to embarrass him in his impression. Why did he embarrass himself so much now?

Everyone also looked confused, their eyes wandered between the two, and they sensed a smell of gunpowder inexplicably.

Zhang Chenxuan watched from the side, but didn't speak, and everyone didn't speak.

"Senior, I think what Jiamu said makes sense."

Ke Haoyan broke the silence and stood beside Si Jiamu, "Senior has rich experience, I think he can handle it alone."

Li Dongyang paused, and finally agreed, "Actually, I'm only 20 years old. You two are a senior, and you call me embarrassing."

"That's fine!" Li Dongyang tilted his head, showing his signature smile, "Since that's the case, I will definitely not disappoint everyone's expectations."

This incident finally came to an end, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Si Jiamu's expression did not change, it was always that faint smile.

Although Song Ru was young, she entered the circle early, and she had the ability to read faces. She pulled Li Dongyang, "Brother Yang, that Si Jiamu looks like a tiger with a smiling face."

"Shh!" Li Dongyang made a "shut up" gesture, hooked his lips, and said softly, "It's fine if you say this in front of me, but you can't say it in front of other people."

"But I already said it," Song Ru held back her mouth, and added, "It was right in front of Si Jiamu. I also said that I like him very much, and I will recommend him next time if there is a suitable role."

The clown who co-authored it for a long time was actually himself!

Everyone got up and went to the musical instrument store to rent musical instruments. Li Dongyang was the only one, and there were not many choices for him. After picking and choosing, he still took his old profession - guitar.

Both Si Jiamu and Ke Haoyan took piano lessons, so they chose to move the piano, but it was obviously unrealistic, so they finally chose the keyboard.

Hu Yue chose Beth, which also fits her cool outfit today.

A few people dispersed, Ke Haoyan and the others found a square, and just after the few people set up the instrument, there were already crowds of people in twos and threes watching.

"You two going up for an introduction?"

The two shook their heads together.

"My character design is cool and cool," Ke Haoyan said, looking at Si Jiamu, the tenderness in his eyes melted away, "As for Jiamu, he doesn't like this kind of occasion in the first place. Just say something casually." .”

"You two..." Hu Yue had a "beauty speechless" expression on his face, and after a stalemate for a while, he went up to make a brief introduction.

The three of them, handsome men and beautiful women, were already eye-catching. In addition, many people recognized Si Jiamu and Ke Haoyan, and the crowd quickly gathered.

"Sing it quickly! Don't cause traffic jams before it starts."

Si Jiamu lowered his head, his bony fingers landed on the keyboard, and beautiful notes poured out immediately.

Ke Haoyan took off his hat from the waistband of his trousers, and put it on the Sijia wood to help him block part of his sight, and then he played along with his melody.

Hu Yue quickly came to her senses. This prelude was HIT's debut song. When the song was first released, it could be heard everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Hu Yue stuck to the rhythm and sang well.

"Hu Yue, your rap is good." Si Jiamu commented briefly, got up, stood beside Hu Yue, and said with a slight smile, "I'm almost catching up with Hao Yan."

"Jiamu, you are questioning my professional ability!" Ke Haoyan adjusted his posture, and his fingers landed on the keys.

Almost instantly, Si Jiamu also moved.

Hu Yue listened for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what it was. It was awkward to stand still, so she simply walked to the back and left the stage to Si Jiamu.

She glanced at Si Jiamu, the dance he danced today was a folk dance, his movements were wide open and closed but restrained, his waist was soft, and he held it tightly.

Hu Yue thought, if he was born in ancient times, he would be a stable oiran.

Soon, she withdrew her gaze and looked at Ke Haoyan.His body moved up and down with the movement of playing the piano, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

Hu Yue also laughed and looked at him steadily.

At the end of the song, I didn't come back to my senses.

"Hu Yue, Hu Yue?"

Si Jiamu stopped, his mouth slightly opened, panting slowly, he came to Hu Yue, snapped his fingers in front of her eyes, "What are you looking at? So engrossed?"

"Ah? Uh, uh..." Hu Yue babbled nonsense for a while, and finally calmed down, "What dance did you dance just now?"

"That one, is it pretty?"

Hu Yue nodded.

"What about the song? Is it nice?"

Hu Yue nodded.

"Is it better to play music or better to dance?"

Hu Yue nodded subconsciously, "Playing the music..."

She stopped suddenly, and glared at Si Jiamu angrily, "Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding, I just want to hear your truth." Si Jiamu looked serious, but Hu Yue bypassed the topic, "You haven't answered me yet? The song just now..."

"It's self-composed by Haoyan and I. It's the first time we made it public." After Si Jiamu finished speaking, he took a bottle of water, unscrewed it, handed it to Ke Haoyan, and opened another bottle himself, "You first Go ahead and sing, this dance is quite difficult, I can't breathe right now."

Hu Yue agreed, and went on stage in a daze. Fortunately, she didn't lose her previous skills. Although her singing was not as good as Tian Lai, it was more than enough to compare with ordinary singers.

The few people hadn't performed for a long time, and the small box in front of them was already full. The denominations were not big, and there were a few hundred dollar bills here and there.

"Jiamu, Haoyan, Hu Yue, you guys should leave first." Zhang Chenxuan's voice came from behind the ears of several people, "We stopped many fans, but you are too conspicuous, the traffic is blocked. I've had several complaint calls."

"Okay." Si Jiamu agreed, and the three of them bowed together and left.

Zhang Chenxuan arranged a car, and several people went up with musical instruments.

"How much money did you make?" Zhang Chenxuan didn't expect them to actually make money. The reason for allowing this event was because it was dramatic enough to create momentum for the show.

Si Jiamu took off his hat, put it aside, and gave Ke Haoyan a wink, and the other party immediately sorted out the money and started counting.

"Not much." Ke Haoyan shook the money in his hand, with a satisfied smile on his face, "More than 700."

"It's enough for you to eat for two days." Zhang Chenxuan concluded.

"However, there are two US dollars, converted into RMB, and more than 2000 if added."

Zhang Chenxuan turned around, his eyes seemed to fall off, "It's less than an hour, more than 2000?"

"Yes." Ke Haoyan replied calmly.

Zhang Chenxuan suddenly realized that he might have underestimated the strength of the people in front of him.

He had forgotten that these three were all top-notch in the contemporary era.

If I had known this before, I shouldn't have given them funds, and I would have made my own funds in the first place, and I could have made a spin-off program.

Ke Haoyan and his group were the first to return, followed by Song Ru, and Li Dongyang was the last to return.

The two groups are almost the same, and there are more than 1000 together.

Adding up the three groups together, there is also a small five thousand.

"If we had known that this would be possible, we wouldn't have to curry favor with the program crew. We would have enough food and clothing by ourselves, and we would have extra travel funds."

Song Ru was very satisfied with the result. She raised her head and went to find the key person who came up with this solution, but she couldn't see him for a while, "Where's Jiamu? It seems that I haven't seen him since just now?"

"He's not feeling well, so he's going to rest." Ke Haoyan explained, thinking about Si Jiamu, and was extremely anxious, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room first."

"It's okay, go ahead."

Before he finished speaking, Ke Haoyan ran away like a gust of wind.

He went straight to the room and swiped his card to enter. As soon as he opened the door, the sweet smell of white peach almost overwhelmed him.

He was severely impacted, his mind was turbulent for a while, and he was on the verge of collapse. He forcibly suppressed the original impulse, and his scarlet eyes were tightly locked on the small figure on the bed.

He walked over, gently pulled back the quilt, and saw Si Jiamu hugging his body, curled up into a small ball, tears seemed to be unstoppable, flowing continuously.

Sensing movement, he opened his eyes ignorantly, his peach blossom eyes were stained with water vapor, making him look even more charming, and he spoke, even his voice was trembling, "Hao...Haoyan, you, why, why are you here?"

"I'll come to see you." Ke Haoyan helped him up, and wrapped him in his arms under the quilt, "Didn't you say you took inhibitors? Didn't you take them?"

"Woooooo~ I ate it, I really ate it!" Si Jiamu started to cry before he could speak, and when he was choking up his words, he looked like a child who was spitting, "I don't know..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Si Jiamu's eyes froze, his body twitched suddenly, and his face turned blue and white.

Ke Haoyan was so frightened that he hugged him even tighter. Soon, Si Jiamu stopped, panting heavily, "I...I'm in so much pain..."

As he spoke, tears flowed out involuntarily, and the corners of his eyes were red, which was particularly distressing.

He reached out and grabbed Ke Haoyan's collar. Accompanied by a burst of pain, Ke Haoyan's collar was deformed by him.

"It hurts...so hot...it's like being pricked by a needle, it hurts more than my cousin hitting me..."

"Hao Yan, can I ask you... Please save me! Please..."

Every nerve and every cell of Si Jiamu seemed to be in a raging fire, scorching hot and painful.

He doesn't have the energy to think so much now, he just wants to end it all.