The capital and entertainment circles are all licking me

Be a light?

"Ah Xing, what kind of light do you want me to chase?" Yan Ze looked at him peacefully.

"Brother doesn't need to follow any light." Lu Xing said hesitantly.

Yan Ze smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to grab Lu Xing's right hand, pressed his ten fingers back and forth on his broad palm like playing with a toy, and said while pressing, "I want to chase, I want to see Ah Xing shine."

After thinking for a while, he said again: "Our Ah Xing is always shining, it's just that other people don't know it."

Lu Xing looked at Yan Ze's restless hands pinching back and forth, soft fingertips, light pressure, falling on the thin phalanx and slightly warm palm back, once and for all, naughty and gentle, kind of soothing The power of the human heart.

Becoming Yan Ze's light, the simple six words took root in his heart. At that moment, Lu Xing felt something strange growing in his heart.

At [-] o'clock that night, the recording of the theme song performance officially started. Each student performed individually in front of the camera, and each had only one chance.

Some people stepped forward to record with confidence, some raced against the clock to practice a few more times, some performed super-level, and some cried after recording.

Three days, not a long preparation time, cleared all the elaborate performances before participating in the show.The glory of the past cannot be brought here, but in the silent and silent time of the past, in those unknown corners, the sweat left day after day and a little accumulated strength can be brought here.

In addition, everyone holds the same weight in their hands, which is a fair three days.

Some people are already ahead, while others are just getting started.

Some people give up chasing, while others move forward silently.

In the noisy youthful figure, in the glamorous camera clips, there is the glory of the eye-catching god, but also the lonely exit and the unwillingness to cry.

This place is cruel and realistic, yet warm and wanton.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when the recording of the theme song performance ended, and the announcement of the re-rating of the theme song will have to wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, the instructors will give a rating based on the recorded video and comprehensive opinions, and the rating results will be announced to all trainees in the afternoon.

After three days of high-intensity training, no matter the performance is good or bad, everyone can temporarily relax in their hearts.Yan Ze and Lu Xing had little sleep in the past three days, but Lu Xing was quite energetic. As soon as Yan Ze's recording was over, he immediately collapsed with all his energy exhausted. He wished he could lie down on the ground immediately and sleep in the dark.

On the way back to the dormitory, Yan Ze pulled Lu Xing and thought: "I hope I can sleep well today, I'm sleepy."

Lu Xing hesitated for a while and asked, "Brother, didn't you sleep well before? Why do you have trouble falling asleep now?"

Yan Ze's face froze for a moment, but he quickly smiled and said, "I don't know, is there a lot of pressure? Aren't there many people who suffer from insomnia now? It's normal, and it's not a problem."

Lu Xing didn't speak anymore, but all the fleeting unnaturalness fell into his eyes.

After returning to the dormitory, the two of them went to take a shower. After washing, Yan Ze's hair was not completely dried, so he dragged his sore and tired body onto the bed.

When Lu Xing arrived at his dormitory, Yan Ze was lying on his stomach on the bed, chatting and laughing with other people in the dormitory.

Seeing Lu Xing coming in, everyone else in the dormitory had a very natural look, and someone even dragged a chair skillfully and placed it beside Yan Ze's bed for him.

Yan Ze yawned, looked at Lu Xing with frowned eyes, Lu Xing reached out and touched Yan Ze's head, and said in a low voice, "Hair is not dry."

"A little bit, it's okay." Yan Ze moved his head and escaped from his palm.

"It's easy to get a headache, I'll get the hair dryer and blow it off for you." Lu Xing said and got up.

Someone said enviously, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Where is this? Do you believe it or not that Brother Lu can spoil our classmate to heaven?"

"This favorite, we, as Banhua's family, can't help but want to marry him to you as soon as possible."

Yan Ze smiled and said, "Ah Xing, beat him up for me."

Lu Xing casually picked up a fat duck pillow, knocked the man's head, and then went into the bathroom to get a hair dryer.

Yan Ze was still lying on the bed, Lu Xing adjusted the temperature to cold wind, held the hair dryer in one hand, inserted the other into his soft black hair, and fiddled with it gently.

Yan Ze squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and moved his body lazily, feeling sleepy gradually.

This night he fell asleep early on a rare occasion. In the early hours of the morning, the entire dormitory fell into a peaceful sleep, only Lu Xing kept his eyes open.

He couldn't sleep in bed.

Ah Xing, your possessiveness is too strong, this is not good.

We children will marry a beautiful woman in the future, so we can't fall into my hands.

These two words drilled into his head over and over again.

Yan Ze regards him as his younger brother, and Yan Ze doesn't like his possessiveness.

In the dark night, the moonlight from outside came in through a small gap in the curtains, Lu Xing frowned, staring at the faint light, his mood fluctuated under the darkness.

Can I make my brother like me?Should I make my brother like me?What should I do?What is the right way to do it?

If my brother doesn't like a man, will the distance I'm trying to get hurt him?

If you hurt him, will you lose your trust?

When he thought of Yan Ze's suicide, he didn't dare to touch this line. He was afraid of destroying Yan Ze's trust in him. He was afraid that one day in the future, when Yan Ze needed help, he would not seek him.

The strong desire to be with Yan Ze, and the extreme fear of Yan Ze being hurt collided violently and intertwined in the dark night.

Lu Xing was like a little wolf cub, curled up uncomfortable and irritable.

The sky outside gradually brightened, and Lu Xing stayed up all night with his eyes open. When Yan Ze saw him, he saw that the dark circles under his eyes were heavier than yesterday, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was startled and asked: " What's the matter with you, Ah Xing? Did you not sleep well last night?"

Qiu Yin also looked into his eyes and asked in wonder, "Did you become a thief last night?"

Lu Xing was irritated all night, but there was no reason for his irritability.When he saw Yan Ze, he couldn't help feeling aggrieved when he saw Yan Ze. He lay on Yan Ze's body, with his cheek against his neck, smelling the warm fragrance from the tip of his nose, and muttered, "I didn't sleep well. I'm sleepy and uncomfortable. Hug me."

Qiu Yin: ......... Is there any law in broad daylight?

Yan Ze skillfully patted Lu Xing on the back and said, "Would you like to sleep for a while after breakfast?"

Lu Xing shook his head, and asked again, "What is brother doing this morning?"

Yan Ze thought for a while and said, "Can I accompany you? You sleep for two hours, and I'll wake you up."

Lu Xing's eyes lit up, and he muttered again, "It's not good to waste brother's time."

Tea appreciator Qiu Yin's DNA moved, and his brows twitched wildly.

Yan Ze stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Lu Xing's neck: "I was planning to rest in the dormitory in the morning, okay, the elevator is here, get up, puppy, dead again."

Returning to the dormitory after breakfast, many people in Yan Ze's dormitory were not there, only two of them were lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

Yan Ze said, "Why don't you sleep with me? It's quieter than your dormitory."

Of course Lu Xing couldn't be happier, nodded obediently, took off his clothes swiftly, and got on Yan Ze's bed in a snap, buried his head in his quilt and sucked hard.

Yan Ze pulled the quilt away with a smile: "What are you doing, you're so bored, go to sleep."

Lu Xing stretched out his hand: "I want to hold it."

Yan Ze looked at his hand in a daze for a moment, then smiled helplessly and lovingly, and held Lu Xing's hand.

"How old are you, you still have to hold hands when you sleep."

With a slightly complaining tone, but only the hint of doting could be heard, Lu Xing held Yan Ze's hand contentedly, his bloodshot eyes were shining brightly.

Yan Ze lowered his gaze, and asked softly, "Sleep now...are you still afraid?"

Lu Xing held Yan Ze's hand close to his heart, raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "Ah Xing has grown up."

Yan Ze stroked Lu Xing's eyebrows and said softly, "Sleep, kid."

The intertwined hands conveyed each other's temperature, surrounded by the mild woody fragrance, Lu Xing's restless heart calmed down a little bit, and soon fell asleep.

Yan Ze Ruyan woke him up two hours later, because the recording of the re-rating results was going to be done in the afternoon, and the two of them prepared to go to the recording building after lunch.

There are several trainees with them. Although they haven't spoken to them, there is not a single student who doesn't know about them now.

After entering the elevator, those people all wore black masks, and one of them wore sunglasses.

Yan Ze gave them a puzzled look. The boy wearing sunglasses peeked at them through the sunglasses. Seeing this, he pulled down the sunglasses, revealing his bright eyes, and said, "There's Ms. Zhan downstairs."

"Miss Zhan?" Yan Ze asked suspiciously.

The boy with the sunglasses took off the sunglasses, and taking advantage of the fact that there is no VJ teacher around, he excitedly gave Yan Ze a popular science: "You don't know Miss Zhan? You can understand that they are more powerful fans. They usually have first-hand information about where the stars are." , Where are they? They will take photos of celebrities and post them on the Internet. Many small fans will follow them to get new news about celebrities. In fact, there are many sisters, some are diehard fans, some are wall fans, Some of them use this to make money. But for those of us who are transparent, it’s a good thing if there are sisters who are willing to shoot and promote. Do you two wear a mask? Once you wear a mask, your appearance will be full.”

The boy said with a bang, making Yan Ze laugh, and he took the two masks the boy took out from his pocket, "Thank you, my name is Yan Ze, this is Lu Xing, are you?"

The boy put on the sunglasses again, put his fingers on the frame of the glasses handsomely, and showed a bright smile: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble."

As Mo Shengfei spoke, he introduced several other people, so they got to know each other.

When I got downstairs, I saw a group of girls standing at the door as expected, some of them were holding banners, some were carrying short guns.

Security guards lined up and stopped the girls.

Seeing someone coming down, the girl at the door immediately went to work and pointed her camera at them.

Mo Shengfei adjusted his state, put away the joking posture in the elevator just now, pretended to be aloof, and prepared to go out.Before lifting his legs, he looked at Yan Ze and Lu Xing again, and said thoughtfully, "Actually, wearing a mask seems to hinder your looks a bit."

Several other people also nodded: "I just wanted to say, they look like this, why do they need to wear masks, it's a waste of this face."

The girls at the door excitedly waited for them to come out, but they saw why they were crowded at the elevator entrance, they didn't know what they were talking about, and all of them were wearing black masks or sunglasses, looking like spies.

Mo Shengfei said in a low voice: "I want to look like you, so what kind of sunglasses do I have to wear? Sure enough, only ordinary people like us need such things as sunglasses and masks."

Mo Shengfei is still a tall and handsome guy next door when he doesn't speak, and when he speaks, he seems to be an outside editor of Deyun Club.

Yan Ze is used to others complimenting his appearance, but Mo Shengfei's sneaky appearance really made him want to laugh, he looked at Mo Shengfei with a smile in his eyes: "Why are you so quiet, you are so far away, They couldn't hear it again."

Mo Shengfei still whispered: "There is an atmosphere, does it look like a spy war?"

As he spoke, his head got closer and closer, and Lu Xing's face became more and more serious as the distance between him and Yan Ze narrowed.

The others had already noticed Lu Xing's displeasure, but Mo Shengfei continued to approach him like he was blind.

He was so blind that he not only approached, but also reached out to pull Yanze's mask.

Lu Xing blocked Mo Shengfei's hand, his eyes were like ice blades, and he said coldly, "What are you doing?"

A cunning flashed in Mo Shengfei's eyes, and he said in surprise, "Huh? I just want to see if it looks better with the mask off."

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