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

Backstage, the first thing He Yuhuan did was to ask the staff for an amulet, and the staff casually pointed to the long narrow table next to the temporary storage and asked him to take it by himself.

He Yuhuan looked all over the desktop, but there was no sign of the amulet.

"Is there something missing?" Ronaldinho asked.

"My pendant seems to be missing." He Yuhuan bent down to see if there was any on the ground, but the light was not bright enough, so he couldn't see clearly for a while.

"how is it like?"

"Is that pendant lost?" After cheering, Wei Xiaogang and his teammates turned their heads and heard He Yuhuan's words. Yes, with a red string hanging around the neck."

Several other people heard that something was missing and helped to search for it.

A group of people found the last set of scores to announce, but still did not find the amulet.

The director urged all the contestants to come on stage, but He Yuhuan could only give up temporarily, and was pushed onto the stage by Wei Xiao absent-mindedly.

How could he lose such an important thing...

Song Ke announced the final scores of each group one by one. He Yuhuan's group won the first place without any suspense. However, the strength of the team is very strong.

When the microphone was handed over to him, He Yuhuan was still thinking about the amulet, so he just said, "Thank you, mentor and teammates." Then he handed over the microphone.

After the recording ended, the six teammates accompanied He Yuhuan to continue looking for the pendant, turning the backstage upside down.

The staff who helped him keep it were also very guilty. They clearly remembered to put it on the table, but they removed all the table shelves around them, but they couldn't find it.

The performance recording hall was about to be closed, and the staff came to clear the venue, so everyone had to leave. He Yuhuan had no choice but to ask the staff to help and pay attention.

In the mentor's dormitory, Xiao Luo truthfully reported to Pei Mingxuan what happened backstage.

Pei Mingxuan was talking pompously, when he heard the words, he raised his eyes: "The red string pendant that explodes?"

When He Yuhuan was practicing dancing, the pendant would come out from the neckline from time to time. Pei Mingxuan could see clearly that the ordinary red rope was pendant in a golden cylindrical shape, and the middle part was white, so he couldn't figure out what it was. .

"Important to him?" Pei Mingxuan happened to click on a screenshot of He Yuhuan's practice room. It was a close-up shot, and the pendant was thrown out of his collar shining brightly.

Six years ago, when He Yuhuan and Pei Mingxuan had dinner together, it was midsummer. At that time, he was wearing a thin T-shirt. Pei Mingxuan clearly remembered that his tanned neck was bare and there was nothing on it.

The pendant was hung up in the past six years, who gave it to him?

Pei Mingxuan tasted very much. Seeing He Yuhuan's appearance, he was obviously interested in him, how could he cherish the things others gave him at the same time.

Thinking about it this way, it's just right to lose it, so that he won't have to look at it every day and miss it day and night.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ronaldinho pointed to the wall: "Brother Pei, it's okay, I'll go back first?"

Pei Mingxuan waved his hand, Xiao Luomen opened, and he sat up abruptly: "Wait, you can ask the cleaning to see if you have seen it."

So many people have been looking for it for so long, but they haven't even seen a shadow of the pendant. There is a high probability that it is no longer where it is. The most likely reason is that it was cleaned up by cleaning as garbage.

He really didn't want the pendant to appear again, but he also didn't want to see He Yuhuan's distraught appearance, and the deep loss in his eyes, even with some sadness.

During the waiting time, Pei Mingxuan swiped Weibo with his tablet.

He Yuhuan is also considered a little red, not only the number of fans skyrocketed, but also many idle netizens guessed that he had a background and picked up his life experience.

However, He Yuhuan was indeed a 100% amateur before, so there is nothing exciting to dig into.

Pei Mingxuan searched along one clue after another, and finally found his friends among He Yuhuan's earliest fans on Weibo, and thus also found He Yuhuan's Weibo account when he was an amateur.

There are no photos in this Weibo. At first glance, it is impossible to guess the identity of the blogger. Pei Mingxuan identified it from the account name.

Weibo name is Pei Xiaochu.

The corner of Pei Mingxuan's mouth twitched, and he read each line of text and each photo.

He Yuhuan is currently a senior student, and the most recent Weibo post was in mid-April, two days before entering the recording base of "Super Boys": The graduation thesis is finally finished, and we are heading towards a new future!

Full of vitality, just one line of words makes people feel clearer.

Going forward, it is a portrayal of contemporary college students, complaining that the exam is too difficult and too tired all night, feeling that the food in the cafeteria is not as delicious as home, happy to receive part-time salary...

Interspersed with it are a lot of film and drama reviews. The content is not long, and they are all works in which Pei Mingxuan participated.

Going forward was the high school period, probably because of heavy schoolwork, relatively few posts, mostly movie and drama reviews, occasionally one or two life and study records, and several learning experience sharing.

Maybe it’s because of privacy. He Yuhuan doesn’t like to post selfies, and he doesn’t like to post photos of other people. Most of them are photos of landscape objects without any filters. The angles and light and shadow are taken very well. Same, still amazing without applying powder.

The first post on Weibo is a photo, which is a line of delicate handwriting: I passed the exam!

Looking at the date, it should be that he was admitted to the high school of his choice.

Among all the Weibo posts, there are only three photos of He Yuhuan himself, and they are all in the same Weibo post - a basketball game he participated in when he was a junior.

The photo was not taken by him himself, it was taken from the auditorium. Everyone is in motion, there is no face, and there is no protagonist. If it is not an acquaintance, they will not be recognized at all. Maybe this is why he put the photo up.

Pei Mingxuan maximized the three photos one by one, and observed that there was nothing golden around the collar of the T-shirt flying around with the movement.

He didn't bring that pendant with him when he was a junior, and from all the Weibo content, He Yuhuan didn't have any traces of love.

After more than half an hour, Ronaldinho came back.

"Brother Pei, you guessed it right, it was cleaned up by the cleaning master." Xiao Luo took out the pendant wrapped in two layers of tissue paper from his pocket, "We dug it out of the recycling bin, luckily we found it, Otherwise, it will be taken away by the garbage truck tomorrow morning."

Pei Mingxuan raised his hand and was about to take it, when he saw traces of drink juice on the red string, he frowned.

Xiao Luo wiped it with a paper towel: "I wanted to wash it, but there seemed to be something inside, I wonder if I can touch the water."

Pei Mingxuan took a tissue and put it in his palm, and asked Xiao Luo to put down the pendant.

There were obvious stains on Ronaldinho's rolled-up sleeves, and it could be seen that he had worked hard to find them.

"Go back and take a shower and rest." Pei Mingxuan waved his hand.

"Okay, then Brother Pei call me if you have something to do." Xiao Luo wrapped his dirty hands in his clothes, opened the door and left, and did the dirty work for more than half an hour without complaining.

Before becoming Pei Mingxuan's assistant, he also worked as an assistant for two other artists in other companies. The two of them were not too big, but their shelves were as high as the sky, and their faces were more smelly than the recycling bin he just took out. , It’s okay to call him around and drink at ordinary times, but when he’s in a bad mood, he still uses him as a punching bag, swearing at each other, and the first artist still kicks him.

In contrast, although Pei Mingxuan's personality is not very good in private, but at most he is a little lazy, and sometimes speaks a bit sharply. To him as a small assistant, he is neither salty nor rude on the surface, except for work. , but there is paid leave during the Spring Festival, and you will not be scolded for taking sick leave or personal leave, and you will not be scolded for occasional minor mistakes in work.

The thing that warmed Ronaldinho's heart the most was that two years ago, when he was going to a party, he took the wrong dress and was in a hurry to change. When he ran back, he fell and broke his head. It broke.

Ronaldinho thought at the time that this job was definitely going to be lost. Unexpectedly, Pei Mingxuan asked the driver to drive him to the hospital in a nanny car without saying a word. Drive a private car to the party scene.

After taking a shower, Ronaldinho recalled Brother Pei's goodness, went to the pompous cp super chat, and posted a few more cp bragging Weibo.

Pei Mingxuan next door had no time to care about these things, he was twisting a tissue and observing He Yuhuan's pendant.

There is no better adjective for the bright red tether than earth. The gold at both ends of the pendant looks like real gold, but it is also very earthy. The middle part is white. After a closer look, it turns out that it is a piece of transparent plastic. The tube is white because the stuff in the tube seems to be rolled up paper.

The structure of the whole pendant is like a drifting bottle.

Pei Mingxuan walked into the bathroom slowly, unscrewed the golden cover on one end of the pendant, took a toothpick to hook out the paper roll inside, put it aside, soaked the pendant with the entire tether in the water, took a disposable toothbrush Brushed inside and out.

He doesn't do this often, and he's not good at it. The water splashed by the toothbrush splashes all over the skirt and sleeves, the pendant is cleaned, and the clothes are almost soaked.

Pei Mingxuan casually took off his clothes, threw them into the laundry basket, and wrapped the dripping pendant with cotton pads.

Putting on a new pajamas and laying on the bed, Pei Mingxuan put one hand behind his head and pinched the four to five centimeter long paper roll with one hand and two fingers.

What will be inside?

This is personal privacy. From a moral point of view, without He Yuhuan's consent, he should never read it.

Pei Mingxuan put the scroll next to the necklace, and turned away to look at it.

but……

From an emotional level, he is absolutely must-see!

Pei Mingxuan turned around quickly and grabbed the scroll.

The paper roll was extremely finely rolled, and Pei Mingxuan was afraid of breaking it, so he unrolled it inch by inch carefully, and finally opened it completely. It was a piece of thin paper slightly smaller than the palm of your hand, with colorful horizontal grids, as if torn from a low-quality book Yes, it is densely written with words.