Cannon fodder Xiao Zuojing is filling green tea again

Before Qin Chen had time to leave, not long after, Zhou Bin's car had already driven over and parked beside Shen You, just as Qin Chen was thinking about whether to get out of the car to carry Shen You's luggage.

Zhou Bin got out of the car, opened the trunk door and said, "Yuzi, give me the things, I'll put them in the trunk."

"Need not,"

Shen You picked up the suitcase, put it into the trunk with one hand, and threw a big sack hanging on his shoulder into it.

Qin Chen: "."

Zhou Bin patted Shen You on the shoulder: "I can't tell, you have a lot of strength."

Shen You bent her hands, clenched her fists, showing off the thin muscles on her arms, and flaunted: "That's not true, I've been exercising every day recently."

Looking at Shen You's muscles, Zhou Bin smiled: "Okay, ready to go."

"Well," Shen You nodded, then looked in Qin Chen's direction, and tilted his head: "Then I'll go first, bye."

Qin Chen pretended to be indifferent and said, "Goodbye."

After seeing Shen Youlang leave like iron, Qin Chen started the accelerator and went to the company.

In the car, Shen You was holding the bottle, biting the straw while drinking water and listening to Zhou Bin's nagging.

Zhou Bin turned the steering wheel in his hand, and patiently explained to Shen You the program competition system of "In the Mood for Love" that he had recently inquired about.

"I asked the program team. This time, a total of 100 people have passed the audition. Next, you go in and form a ten-member team freely. There are ten teams in total. Choose a song as the primary dance after forming the team."

Shen You listened carefully: "Random group, isn't that the highlight of the show that starts with team formation?"

Zhou Bin understood the meaning of Shen You's words, and smiled: "Isn't it? Well, the show, there must be something to watch in the early stage, who is popular and who is not, and who is on the team, all are the effects of the show."

Shen You put down the cup: "Well, I probably understand."

Zhou Bin glanced at Shen You, and continued: "Is the person conceived? Straight? Cold? Cute?" Zhou Bin looked at Shen You's beautiful cheeks, and gave his opinion: "Your face, I think it's better to choose Cute, right!"

Shen You stretched her waist: "It's so tiring to pretend, not to mention that I'm pretty cute."

Zhou Bin respected Shen You's opinion, and nodded: "Okay, that's okay, and you don't have to worry about the collapse of the later stage, but I definitely can't follow you in training, you take good care of yourself."

"Got it," Shen You said with a smile, "I'll send you a message Brother Zhou when the time comes."

The car drove all the way, and finally stopped at a high-rise building. This is a building specially used for draft preparations. Banners and carpets have been drawn around it. Next to it, there is a TV station in Nancheng. They are performing programs and will go to this place. studio.

Everyone arrived one after another. There were many cars parked at the door. The staff and photographers were ready to take pictures from the moment they got off the car.

There are still some star players in this draft, and the photographers mainly photographed them this time.

Shen You pushed the door to get off the car, and a staff member came up to greet her, and told Shen You about the program rules: "Shen You, right, take your luggage and put it in the lobby on the second floor, then gather and go to the studio to form a team freely. Form a team and assign dormitories to you."

Shen You tidied up her clothes and smiled politely: "Understood, thank you."

Seeing Shen You's attitude is so good, the staff also explained a little more: "You're welcome, you can go to the studio quickly, it will not be easy to place orders."

"Okay," Shen You's smile was like a spring breeze, and the staff couldn't help being dazzled by her beautiful and delicate cheeks.

Zhou Bin had already opened the trunk and brought Shen You's luggage down. He dragged it in front of Shen You and handed it to him, saying earnestly: "Then you can only work hard on your own, and I have to go to the crew to bring another new one." The actor who picked up, come on, wait for your good news."

Shen You nodded: "Well, Brother Zhou, be careful on the road."

Zhou Bin seemed worried about the child's old father, and turned around every step: "Remember to call if you have something to do."

Shen You waved her hand, signaling him to leave quickly.

After Zhou Bin finally left, Shen You carried the sack on his shoulder, pushed the suitcase, and followed the crowd into it.

There was a burst of refreshing laughter from the side: "Puchi! I said friend, how could anyone come to the draft and carry a sack?"

Shen You turned around and saw a clean and handsome boy in a clean white T-shirt, with a handsome smile, smiling at him.

Such a boy is easy to get close to.

Shen You also smiled, and blinked embarrassedly: "I can't help it, I don't have a bag at home, I just found this."

Shen You had already packed her luggage, but such a big villa didn't even have a big bag to store things in. Helplessly, Shen You asked the servants at home for a sack that they usually pack their own things in.

Shen You weighed the bag in his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was particularly seductive: "However, this bag is very good, it can hold it very well."

"Haha," the other party laughed heartily: "You are so funny, my name is Sunan, what is your name?" He stretched out his hand familiarly: "Make a friend."

Shen You let go of the suitcase, his palms sweated slightly, he wiped the corner of his clothes, and then reached out to hold Sunan together: "Hello, my name is Shen You."

Sunan: "Hello."

The two shook hands briefly, and then separated. Sunan walked forward first, and said familiarly: "Put your luggage in the lobby on the second floor, let's go, together."

Shen You followed behind Sunan, nodded: "Okay."

The two came to the second floor, found a corner, put away their luggage, and then went to the studio together.

The two had a rough chat for a while. Sunan had just returned from abroad, and his family did not agree with him to develop in the entertainment industry. He secretly signed up without telling his family.

He looked at Shen You and said with a smile: "You look so good-looking, why don't I have an impression of you in the entertainment industry?"

Shen You laughed: "If I'm very popular, I won't come to participate in the men's team audition." He leaned close to Sunan's ear and whispered: "Eighteen lines, understand?"

Sunan suppressed a smile: "So that's how it is."

When the two came to the studio, there were not many people. Among them, a boy with blond curly hair was the most eye-catching. He had a flamboyant personality, like a little sun in the crowd, and he could chat with everyone.

Shen You heard someone calling his name from the crowd: "Kong Kong."

During the chat, the boy named Kong Kong very enthusiastically invited Shen You and Sunan to form a team. The other party looked kind, and the two readily agreed to come down and reserved a spot for Shen Ximo.

Shen Ximo was the last one who came late. He had a distressed face, his forehead was full of fine sweat, his beautiful little face was a little rosy, his hair was messy, his clothes were also messy, and there were spots of mud on his trouser legs.

Shen You waved to Shen Ximo: "Momo, here, here."

He specially took a seat for Shen Ximo. When Shen Ximo saw him, there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, and he trotted over to sit next to Shen You.

Kong Kong was also on the side, Shen You introduced: "Let me introduce to you, this is my friend Shen Ximo, Momo, this is our teammate, Sunan and Kong Kong."

The three shook hands: "Hello."

The host came on stage, held a microphone, and asked everyone if they had formed a team. Afterwards, they introduced the mentors one by one, and the next time was for the mentors to guide them through the program rehearsal, and a week later, the public performance.

"Students, welcome to the stage of our Mood for Love. This time, I will be with you..."

After the instructor's introduction, the leader of each group got the pieces to perform by grabbing.

After Kong Kong got the track, he came down with a bitter haha, and the rest of the team members asked nervously: "How is it, which song did you get?"

Kongkong took out a note tremblingly: "Everyone, calm down, don't curse."

Shen You and Shen Ximo stretched their necks curiously to see, the song "Itch" was impressively written on the note.

"I'll go," everyone vomited blood: "How do you dance this song, too, isn't it too flirty?"

Sunan patted Kong Kong on the shoulder: "Kong Kong, you're so lucky, it's a pity not to buy a lottery ticket."

As we all know, if you get a track with a strong sense of rhythm, the stage effect will be much better, and their song has no burning rhythm, even if they want to choreograph dance moves, they are also soft and beautiful, not enough to explode the scene.

This time ten teams competed against each other in pairs. Their opponents chose "Eve" with a strong sense of rhythm, which is a very suitable song for boy groups to dance to.

After choosing the song, everyone followed the staff to get the luggage and went to the dormitory together.

The dormitory is for five people. It wasn't until the bed was made that Shen You realized that Shen Ximo's luggage was so pitiful that she didn't even bring a quilt. He couldn't help asking: "Momo, why do you have so little stuff?"

Shen Ximo said helplessly: "On the way here, some things were snatched by the manager."

Shen You sighed, how could she sleep without a quilt?He stepped forward, hugged Shen Ximo's pillow on his own bed, and patted his own bed: "Squeeze with me first, and go buy daily necessities tomorrow."

Shen Ximo's eyelids were moist, she stepped forward and hugged Shen You's arm, rubbing it hard: "You are so kind."

***

At six o'clock in the afternoon, a group of people were waiting solemnly in the conference room.

Qin Chen sat in the first place, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses clipped on the bridge of his handsome nose. He looked dignified and elegant. He slowly turned off the computer and swept towards everyone.

"That's it for today's meeting."

He lifted the gold-rimmed glasses between his nose with one finger, exuding an air of gentleness and scum: "Secretary Liu, make arrangements for the person in charge of the design department to come to the meeting room later."

Secretary Liu raised his hand, looked at the time on his watch, and reminded Qin Chen, "Boss Qin, it's already six o'clock in the afternoon."

Qin Chen raised his eyes: "Huh?"

The director below reminded Qin Chen: "According to the old man's request, you are now off work, Mr. Qin."

Qin Chen: "..."

He gulped down the coffee at hand, suppressed his anger, and ordered: "Everyone is gone, and the rest of the work will be dealt with tomorrow."

The people had almost left, and Secretary Liu asked from the side: "Boss Qin, are you going back to the old house?"

Thinking of the old house, Qin Chen felt an inexplicable sense of anger burning in his heart.

"Go back to the old house," Qin Chen said coldly, putting down the documents in his hand, and getting ready to get off work.

The car drove all the way and finally drove back to the old house.

As usual, the servants around were busy with their work. The housekeeper greeted him and asked him what he would like to eat. Qin Chen didn't have much appetite, so he ordered to make something casually.

In the past, when he came back at this time, Shen You would already be waiting at the door to greet him with bluffs, take the initiative to fetch him a coat tenderly, or play with grandpa in the living room.

Qin Chen sat in the living room uncomfortably, replying to the company emails.

Soon.

The sumptuous dishes were served on the table. Qin Chen looked at the table full of dishes and had no appetite. Since he went to work, he ate alone except for entertainment. Now, he only spent a week with his grandfather Shen You, and he felt that he was alone. Dining, a little deserted.

After hastily eating dinner, Qin Chen went upstairs to rest early.

In the dark,

A pair of dark and translucent eyes stared straight up.

Qin Chen turned over in annoyance, put his hand on his forehead, and there was disbelief on his handsome cheek...he actually lost sleep.

At this time in the past, Shen You had already fallen asleep beside him, breathing softly into his ears, and murmured a few words in sleep from time to time.

But now, in Nuo Da's villa, there is silence.

Qin Chen got up slowly, put on a coat, opened the window, and a gust of cool wind blew in. He silently lit a cigarette, held it between his fingertips, and looked out the window faintly.

It's ridiculous that people who have been lonely for a long time would yearn for that hustle and bustle.

***

Nightclub.

In the private room, the lights flickering with ambiguous tones, on the table in the room, there are goblets filled with red liquid, and there are several bottles of unopened Kanti on the side.

Under the blurred light, men and women swayed to the music, Fu Yihan took a bottle of red wine and a wine glass, and found the person in the corner.

He poured him a glass of red wine on his own, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Chen, why have you invited me out for drinks every day these days?"

The man leaning lazily and casually in the corner crossed his legs, one hand rested lightly on the armrest of the sofa, his deep and three-dimensional cheeks were expressionless, he raised his eyelids when he heard this, "Why, I can't find you if you have nothing to do." you?"

Fu Yihan laughed: "Whatever, you can do it anytime."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Qin Chen, and then said: "But you never organize this kind of drinking party, this is not like you."

Qin Chen looked at the swaying liquid in the cup, and said indifferently, "It's just boring."

Fu Yihan sneaked a glance at Qin Chen, he really didn't expect this kind of workaholic who has been working for thousands of years to say the word boring.

Qin Chen glanced at Fu Yihan lightly, and asked casually, "I think you're quite free."

Fu Yihan smiled angrily: "That's not because I saw brother Chen's face, I don't have any worries about entertainment."

Qin Chen put down his wine glass, tugged at his tie, and asked casually, "Your company management is free."

Fu Yihan leaned next to Qin Chen, sat down next to his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Hey! An entertainment company like mine is definitely not as busy as you."

Qin Chen raised his eyes faintly: "Don't you need to keep an eye on investment projects?"

When talking about work, Fu Yihan suddenly realized that Qin Chen seems to have invested in the project, he laughed sarcastically: "I forgot, Brother Chen, you are my investor now."

Qin Chen took a sip of his red wine and said lightly, "It's just a talent show."

Fu Yihan then finished the red wine in the glass, and suggested: "I heard from the person in charge two days ago that the progress is going well, and the performance will be on the weekend."

Fu Yihan suggested: "Let's take a look together?"

Qin Chen gently shook the red wine in the glass, pretending to be indifferent: "Not interested."

"No..." Fu Yihan thought it was okay to say no.

Qin Chen continued unhurriedly: "But since you sincerely invite me, I will reluctantly go."

Holding the wine glass, Fu Yihan rolled his eyes when he heard Qin Chen's arrogant words, and asked thoughtfully, "By the way, isn't sister-in-law also participating in the draft?"

Qin Chen's eyes flickered, and he nodded in response, "Yeah."

Fu Yihan realized that he seemed to have guessed the truth. He touched his chin and approached Qin Chen: "I remember that this talent show seems to be a closed training session. My sister-in-law must have been there for a few days, right?"

"Two days," Qin Chen said without thinking.

Fu Yihan: "..."

There is no need to answer so quickly.

Hearing this tone, Fu Yihan thought that Qin Chen probably wanted to go, nodded and said: "Oh, that's good, I'll pick you up when the time comes, and I can go see my sister-in-law by the way."

"Well," Qin Chen replied, "That's it for today, let's go." After getting the correct answer, Qin Chen put down his wine glass and walked out.

Fu Yihan was puzzled and asked from behind: "Are you leaving now?" He looked back at the pile of unopened wine: "What should I do with so much wine?"

Qin Chen waved his hand and said in a big voice, "Drink, I will credit the consumption."

Fu Yihan looked at Qin Chen's leaving back, and muttered to himself: "Why do you think Brother Chen is acting weird recently?"