Bamboo horse falling from the sky

"Good news, good news, you have a chance to go to the Spring Festival Gala!" Sister Jia's voice broke the silence of the entire dormitory early in the morning.

"Really?" The teenagers immediately thought that Sister Jia was making them happy.

"Nonsense, why am I lying to you?" Sister Jia turned on her mobile phone and showed the children the WeChat chat records between her and the director of the Spring Festival Gala.

"Oh!" Seeing the chat records with their own eyes, the seven people really believed what Sister Jia said, and jumped up one after another, like monkeys on Huaguo Mountain.

"But!" Sister Jia yelled, frightening the children and telling them to stop and listen to herself, "This is a big show, which means that besides the seven of you, there are other artists performing this show with you. Program, do you understand me?"

"understand!"

"Tomorrow we will leave for Beijing, and discuss with your partners how to cooperate on this stage." Sister Jia decided on the itinerary immediately.

"I can't wait to stand and fly over immediately." Song Xingyu was very excited when he thought that he would have the opportunity to go to the Spring Festival Gala.

"Fly, show me how to fly." Bai Chumu suddenly ranted against the youngest every day.

Song Xingyu: "You charter a plane for me."

Bai Chumu: "Hey, shouldn't our Boss Ling do this kind of thing?"

Suddenly being cueed, Ling Tongqian pursed his lips, raised his hand and hugged the culprit, "Who taught you to call me that?"

"Do you believe what I said was taught by the fans?" Bai Chumu was held in Ling Tongqian's arms, without any chance to resist, weak and helpless and pitiful.

"They are really, day by day, teaching you badly." Ling Tongqian thought about it for a while, before he read the comments on his Weibo, there were indeed many fans who called him Mr. Ling.

"That's right, you have to talk about them later." Bai Chumu took advantage of the situation and dumped all the blame on the fans.

"You too, good ones don't learn bad ones." Ling Tongqian bent his slender fingers, hooked Bai Chumu's chin, and immediately released him before he exploded.

"Ling Tongqian!" Bai Chumu still pressed and beat Ling Tongqian. Although the strike was not heavy, it was enough to relieve Teacher Xiaobai.

"Are the two of you standing here arguing or loving?" Song Xingyu said casually, which attracted the collective attention of the brothers.

"Song Xingyu, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately." Chen Ziheng flew a pillow and smashed it into Song Xingyu's face.

"Dangerous speech, Song Xingyu." He Qiuyao clenched his molars and pointed at Song Xingyu as a warning.

"Tong Yan Wuji." Song Xingyu chuckled, bringing out his own age.

"Yo, do you know that you are a child now?" Bai Chumu's tone carried a hint of irony.

"Don't make noise!" Sister Jia was so disturbed by the group of monkeys that she yelled impatiently, and the living room fell silent in an instant.

"Sister Jia, is there anything else you want to explain?" Bai Chumu asked, if there was nothing else, they would drive her away.

"One o'clock this afternoon, I'll pick you up to shoot an advertisement." Sister Jia was asked by Bai Chumu, and she remembered that there was still something left to say.

"Is it so sudden?" Song Xingyu's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Aren't you stupid?" Ling Tongqian glanced at Song Xingyu in distaste, "Sister Jia said in the group a few days ago that she will be filming an advertisement today, okay?"

"Really? Why didn't I see it?" Song Xingyu dubiously took out his phone, opened the WeChat group and scrolled up the chat history. When he really saw the news about the commercial shooting sent by Sister Jia a few days ago, he had nothing to say .

"I didn't see it either." In Bai Chumu's mind, he didn't receive the news of the commercial shooting.

"Brothers, can you take care of your own career?" Sister Jia clenched her fists, wishing to punch these brats out immediately.

"I'm sorry, Sister Jia, we know we were wrong." Bai Chumu glanced at Sister Jia's fist, and quickly admitted his mistake tactfully.

"Wrong, wrong." Song Xingyu clasped his hands together, begging Sister Jia to let him go.

Sister Jia was so angry that she couldn't speak, she turned around and left the dormitory building. It was better for her not to see these children, otherwise she was afraid that she would be pissed to death.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Sister Jia and Brother Qing took the seven children to the commercial shooting location on time.

This time I was shooting an advertisement for a clothing brand, so I didn’t need to memorize lines, which was relatively easy and simple.The teenagers put on their styles, changed into branded clothes, and then consciously stood in front of the camera that had been prepared for a long time.

"Come, come, stand in a row and pose for a pose." The photographer squatted in front of the camera and commanded.

The seven boys obediently posed in various handsome poses, and quickly took a group photo.

"Are you tired, do you want to rest?" Sister Jia asked the children after taking a group photo.

"No, hurry up and continue filming, get off work early after filming." Bai Chumu observed the expressions of the brothers, making sure that no one felt tired before saying it.

"Yes, let's continue filming." Not surprisingly, everyone agreed with Bai Chumu's words.

"Okay, then let's continue. The next step is to shoot singles. Which one of you will come first?" The photographer was very satisfied with the performance of these young boys.

"Brother first." The younger brothers pushed Chen Ziheng out. According to the old rules of their regiment, the elder brother usually does things like this when queuing up first.

"Then I'll go first." Chen Ziheng smiled and shook his head as he had no choice but to stand in the middle of the set.

The younger brothers who didn't have their turn to take pictures were wandering around the house. Ling Tongqian found a game console, and dragged Bai Chumu to run over.

"And this good thing!" Bai Chumu was a little annoyed by Ling Tongqian, but when he saw the game console, his mood changed instantly.

"Let's play a game?" Ling Tongqian sat in front of the game console and scanned the buttons with both hands.

"What round are you coming to? How about at least three rounds, two wins out of three rounds?" Bai Chumu was aroused by Ling Tongqian, sat down next to Ling Tongqian, and winked at him .

"Okay, do you want me to let you?"

"No need." Bai Chumu was very angry.

"Don't cry if you lose."

"Bet, what if you lose?"

"Please drink milk tea for a month."

"can."

"What if you lose?"

"I can't lose."

"Well, what will you do if you lose?"

"Then I'll buy you the pair of shoes that you like very much recently." Bai Chumu thought for a while, and thought of the pair of shoes that Ling Tongqian had been talking about a while ago, but they haven't been released yet, so now do the math , and it's almost time for the pre-sale.

"Then I'm sure I'll win." Bai Chumu's condition made Ling Tongqian very excited. For the sake of his beloved shoes, it seemed that he could only offend Bai Chumu.

"Let's start." Bai Chumu pressed the start button, and the next second he devoted himself to the game.

A fierce competitive game officially started, the two boys had a lot of fun, and the makeup artist who came to touch up their makeup was left alone for a long time.

"Yeah! I won." Ling Tongqian won a game, as if he won 500 million.

"Tch, didn't you just win one game, what's there to be proud of? The next game will be the next game." Without comparison, there is no harm. Bai Chumu who lost the game looked at Ling Tongqian who was happy alone, the more Look more and more angry.

"Mr. Xiaobai, Teacher Xiaoqian, can we touch up our makeup before we play?" After the two ancestors had finished playing a game with difficulty, the makeup artist hurried up to ask.

"No, no, no, we still have two rounds." Bai Chumu was getting angry and started another game.

Bai Chumu played the game very seriously, Ling Tongqian stared at the face of the person next to him from time to time, thinking, if this guy loses another game, he might smash the game console.

Therefore, Ling Tongqian secretly released the water, allowing Bai Chumu to win the last two rounds.

"I won! One month's milk tea, don't forget." Bai Chumu stood up, patted Ling Tongqian on the shoulder, and retired.

"Okay." Ling Tongqian agreed with a dragging voice, and her tone was as pampering as she wanted. The makeup artist sister who was helping Bai Chumu to touch up her makeup felt goosebumps all over her body.

After Bai Chumu finished his makeup, it happened to be his turn to take pictures. He was called by the photographer and stood in the middle of the set and began to sculpt.

"Brother Qian'er, come and play a game with me." Seeing that Bai Chumu had left, Song Xingyu ran over to play a game with Ling Tongqian.

"Don't play anymore." Ling Tongqian waved his hands, rejecting the youngest's request, and put his pockets to watch Bai Chumu take pictures.

"Double standard!" Song Xingyu looked at Ling Tongqian's back and said the truth, and the next second he forcibly pulled Chen Ziheng over to play games with him.

"Oh yes, the expression is very good." The photographer praised Bai Chumu while taking pictures.

Bai Chumu's facial expressions under the camera are well managed. He is usually very cute and childish when he smiles, but now when he is not smiling, he has a cold feeling on his body, which makes people feel that he is very difficult to approach.

Ling Tongqian stared at Bai Chumu's face in a daze, the contrast between Mr. Xiaobai's smile and his non-smile was too great, it was like a different person.If he hadn't been with him all year round, Ling Tongqian would have felt that the boy in front of him was such an aloof person.

Bai Chumu deliberately didn't smile, because the clothes that the costumer matched him with today were all black, which was a cool and handsome outfit. In order to match the clothes, he put on an expression that matched the clothes.

After taking the photo, Bai Chumu immediately ran to Ling Tongqian and asked, "Why do you keep staring at me? Do you think I'm handsome?"

"Yes, Teacher Xiaobai is very handsome." Ling Tongqian nodded affirmatively and gave Bai Chumu a thumbs up.

"That's necessary, and I don't even look at who I am." Bai Chumu began to shriek after being praised.

Ling Tongqian still wanted to play with Bai Chumu for a while, so the photographer called him over to take pictures. He looked at Bai Chumu helplessly and said, "Wait for me here for a while."

"Okay, let's go." Bai Chumu was in a happy mood, and he listened to everything Ling Tongqian said.

Ling Tongqian was very casual when posing for photos. He was handsome, with sharp edges and corners.He just stands there so casually, he is a natural male model who does not need any training, and is a sculpture with perfect body proportions carved by the artist.

"Wow! King Ling is so handsome!" Bai Chumu shouted imitating the tone that fans usually call Ling Tongqian, and he learned it quite well.

Ling Tongqian almost laughed out loud. He and Bai Chumu looked at each other, then continued to change their looks and put on expressions to cooperate with the photographer to take pictures.

"Brother Qian'er is really handsome." Song Xingyu, who had just finished playing the game, was attracted by Bai Chumu's voice.

"Aren't I handsome?" Bai Chumu teased the youngest.

"Handsome, our little white brother is also very handsome!" Song Xingyu praised without blushing.

"Where's Tang Tang? It's his turn to take pictures." Seeing Ling Tongqian come down, Bai Chumu asked Song Xingyu to find Tang Tang.

"What did you shout just now?" Ling Tongqian put his arm around Bai Chumu's shoulder to settle accounts with him.

"That's what the fans shouted." Bai Chumu said solemnly.

"Why do you keep learning weird things from them?" Ling Tongqian couldn't laugh or cry.

"You're done. I'll send a Weibo to complain to them later." Bai Chumu took out his phone and prepared to send a Weibo after speaking.