The male god put me on the hot search again [Rebirth]

At the recording site of "Super Boys", in the temporary capsule-style player dormitory, earth-shattering exclamations erupted.

"Oh my god! Film Emperor Pei has passed away!"

He Yuhuan turned over on the upper bunk, and looked at the ceiling hopelessly: "Wei Xiaobao, your phone is gone."

"Ahhh!" Wei Xiao hugged the phone tightly, shaking his head.

The next second, there was a knock on the door, and he had an idea and stuffed the phone into his collar.

The dormitory is very small, with only a bunk bed, a small table, and a row of wardrobes squeezed in. People in the lower bunk can reach the doorknob with their hands.

Wei Xiao reached out and opened the door, and the housekeeper spread his hands and hooked his fingers: "Mobile phone."

"Hey, no." Wei Xiao opened his arms, twisted his upper body with a smirk, the phone slipped from the hem of his clothes, and a thin, dark piece fell on the white sheet brightly.

The supervisor mercilessly took away the mobile phone and closed the door.

Wei Xiao glanced at his mouth, feeling unhappy for less than two seconds, with a strange look in his eyes, dragged the suitcase to the dead corner of the camera, opened the sealing clip of a pack of giant potato chips, and took out a mobile phone in a plastic bag , tucked it into the collar, crawled to the upper bunk where He Yuhuan was, lifted the quilt to cover the two of them, quickly swiped to the hot search interface, and poked open #贝明轩气影# with a big red burst on top.

He finally behaved a little better, put his hand over his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Actor Pei actually wants to take a year off from filming! Now the Internet is blowing up, and we have to condemn the unscrupulous crew."

"The Wia accident was really serious. Fortunately, Nanshen Pei reacted quickly and took measures in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." He Yuhuan looked at the screen of the mobile phone. On it was a photo of Pei Mingxuan sitting in a wheelchair with a thick plaster cast on one leg.

He Yuhuan has seen the same news for the second time, and he still has lingering fears.

Two months ago, the top actor Pei Mingxuan encountered a wire safety accident while filming an S-level martial arts drama.Hanging in mid-air, he lost control and was thrown straight to the wall of the house.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Pei Mingxuan changed his posture and stepped on the wall as a buffer. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured, only one leg was broken.

When he saw the hot search for Pei Mingxuan's injury, He Yuhuan was resting in the dance practice room. He was so shocked that he almost didn't jump up. After that, he was in a daze for a whole week. He just wanted to swipe his phone to read the news of Pei Nanshen. He was called by the dance teacher several times. Afterwards, Pei Mingxuan posted on Weibo to report that he was safe, and he was relieved.

"Huh? Our show is also on the trending list, hot number two!" Wei Xiao poked open the trending search on #超级男团Reuters#, saw the content of the video, immediately snorted dissatisfiedly, and turned off the phone.

He Yuhuan only glanced at it, saw the word "wastewood" and his own figure in the video, guessed that it was his amazing performance on the first stage that became the trending search, and heaved a long sigh.

Rebirth time travel, what a wonderful thing, let him run into each other, but it was a coincidence that he was pushed onto the stage without even giving him time to dance once.

"Brother Yuhuan, don't worry too much about it. It's the first time I'm on stage. It's human nature to be nervous." Wei Xiao hid his phone and patted He Yuhuan on the shoulder. "It's my first time on stage, and I cried in fright!"

"You are in kindergarten." He Yuhuan poked his head out of the bed, took out the bruise spray in his pocket, held Wei Xiao's forearm, and sprayed a piece on a bruise on his head, "Sorry."

If he hadn't forgotten to move, he wouldn't have bumped into Wei Xiao while singing and dancing. Fortunately, he deliberately moved a little further away, which didn't affect the initial rating of his teammates.

"It's a big deal." Wei Xiao waved his hand, "But you have to adjust your mentality. The next step is the performance. If you make a mistake, you will probably have a round trip."

He Yuhuan skillfully rubbed the medicine for Wei Xiao: "Understood, we must advance together."

"Mother Huan, show some energy!" Wei Xiao clenched his fist and pounded on his heart, as he was sure to win, "Advanced!"

He Yuhuan pretended to be stern: "Get out, your father is going to sleep."

Calling his mother again... What kind of feudal lord's thinking is this, who said that only mother's bag can hold emergency supplies!

"Mother Huan!" Wei Xiao made a face, rolled out of bed numbly, and realized something was wrong, "How do you know my real name is Wei Xiaobao?"

He Yuhuan pretended not to hear, covered his face with a quilt, and said to himself: I not only know your real name, but also the final quota for the group, and the name of the future group will be FIRE5.

In all likelihood, the quota for forming a group will change, and it's not his turn to make his debut.

There was a big mistake in the first stage, the ratings were bad, Yigong would definitely not be able to choose a good stage, and coupled with the notoriety of waste wood, he couldn't even get a good part.

He Yuhuan turned over, his mind was full of Pei Mingxuan's face.

If he couldn't form a group, he wouldn't have attended that party two years later, he wouldn't have met Pei Mingxuan, and maybe there wouldn't have been that accident.

I don't know what happened to Pei Mingxuan, but I hope there is nothing serious.

A top hotel in the city center of Dragon City, more than 100 kilometers away from the recording base of "Super Boys".

The press conference of Pei Mingxuan's Xiying had just ended, and the hotel entrance was surrounded by reporters and fans.

In the midst of everyone's attention, Pei Mingxuan walked out of the hotel gate, surrounded by eight bodyguards, surrounded by a manager and two assistants, leaning on a gentleman's stick, and walked towards the nanny's car.

He walked slowly but steadily, and his figure was tall and straight. If it weren't for the crutches, he really wouldn't be able to see any injuries on his legs.

Questions from reporters and cheers from fans kept coming around, but Pei Mingxuan didn't respond. He didn't take off his sunglasses until the moment before he got in the car, revealing a handsome and extraordinary face, smiling gracefully and calmly, with his index finger lightly on his lips. Press lightly.

The sound wave faded away like a tide, and everyone waited quietly.

Pei Mingxuan said gently in a deep voice: "Thank you for your support and concern, just wait for me to come back in a year."

Finished getting into the car.

The wave of sound hit again, manager Zeng Jiaxin blocked the flashing lights, followed him into the car, and slammed the door shut.

Pei Mingxuan sat upright, and slumped on the backrest in a shapeless manner, his face faded from kindness and elegance, and he was as lazy as a big cat lying in its nest: "Find someone for me."

Zeng Jiaxin took out her mobile phone and watched with satisfaction that her own artist was on the top trending headlines. She was about to open the second #超级男团Reuters# when she heard the words and returned to the search interface: "Where is the sacred place that can interest our actor?"

"It's called..." Pei Mingxuan frowned slightly, he didn't know what the boy's real name was, "You look up Xiaochu, the name of the division, and see if there are any [-]th-line idols with this nickname."

Zeng Jiaxin couldn't laugh or cry: "Xiao Chu? It doesn't sound handsome or cute. It's weird. How can an artist use such a nickname."

"Is it weird?" Pei Mingxuan was still recalling the name of the little paste dancer who accompanied him at the party, and said absently, "I think it sounds nice."

"I can't find it, do you have any other clues?" Zeng Jiaxin teased, "Yo, I thought you never praised others except for being false in front of the camera."

With one hand on his chin, Pei Mingxuan finally searched out the name of the group from his memory: "FIRE5, a five-member boy group, it seems to be..." The one standing in the corner must not be C.

"Let's be the facade." With that face, it's the facade everywhere.

"Are you sure it's called FIRE5? There is no such group at all." Zeng Jiaxin searched around, but found no such group, and took advantage of the trend to go back to the trending search, "Oh, Song Ke angrily scolded the newcomers to get off the stage. Song Ke is crazy and crazy Well, I must have bought it, I bought it for a long time, and it was only hot."

"The second child of ten thousand years." Pei Mingxuan pinched the center of his brows indifferently, he couldn't think of any more clues, so he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

The men's team two years later, I can't find it now, it can only prove that it hasn't been formed yet...

Song Ke reprimanded angrily from the phone: "After three months of practice, I haven't even memorized the dance steps. This is a serious attitude problem! With your attitude, you don't deserve to be an idol. Retire as soon as possible, don't waste everyone time!"

"Nowadays people really want to be famous, cats and dogs want to be famous, and they really think they can eat in the entertainment industry with a face." Zeng Jiaxin disdainful, scrolled to the bottom to read the comments, scrolled through a series of Song Ke's fans' comments, and finally found a passerby comment of.

[Seeking high-definition, I can't see the face clearly! 】

[Proper waste offering sacrifices to heaven and man. 】

[These days, there are still people who use good-for-nothings to collect tickets, and the audience is all fools...]

Zeng Jiaxin read a few comments, Pei Mingxuan sneered, and commented: "What time is it, and there are still idiots who make useless people."

[Singing is not bad, dancing is fine. 】

[This is a talent show for a singing and dancing men's group. I can only sing to become a stand-up singer. 】

[As far as this dance level is concerned, I can dance better than him after practicing for half an hour. There are so many good-looking little brothers. Isn't it good that fans can sing and dance and work hard? 】

[This child looks so obedient and wronged, is he too nervous, a little distressed...]

[(picture), 22-year-old child, hehe. 】

Zeng Jiaxin casually clicked on the picture, and it was half of the registration form of the scolded contestant: "You really don't look bad, and the writing is too ugly...Huh? This idiot is called Xiaoqi!"

Pei Mingxuan opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the phone, and looked at the one-inch photo on the registration form. It was a very handsome young man who looked like a high school student with a complexion as white as porcelain. To make people suspect that the tenth level of dermabrasion is applied, the pupils are as black as ink, making the eyes brighter, like the brightest stars in the sky, the standard of double eyelids can be used as a model of medical beauty, and a pair of shallow lying silkworms under the eyes, Let the eyes be more agile, the thin lips are slightly lighter in color, slightly pursed, and it can be seen that they are a little tight when taking pictures.

Pei Mingxuan came to his senses, threw the phone to Zeng Jiaxin, took out his own phone, and swiped up the stupid Xiaochu's video: "Get in touch, I want to participate in "Super Boys."

Zeng Jiaxin sized up the boy in the photo, "It seems a bit familiar... Who the hell is this?"

"My date, go get in touch." Pei Mingxuan saved a copy of Reuters videos from all angles, poked He Yuhuan's Weibo account, and clicked on a private follow.

"Subject? When did Auntie decide on a wife for you? No, isn't this a boy!" Zeng Jiaxin's mind was confused by Uncle Pei, and he found out the contact information of the producer of "Super Boys", "Didn't you just say Xiyingyi Years? Your leg hasn't healed yet."

Pei Mingxuan was watching He Yuhuan's talent show, and laughed mischievously: "I'm Xiying, and I'm not interested in variety shows. Besides, it's easy to promote good talents in the entertainment industry."