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The two confessors and accused confessed by mistake, hugged each other for several minutes without knowing each other's intentions.

And when Song Yin came back to his senses, he became alone again.

Omitting one of these and so on, all in all, in order to avoid unnecessary complications and unnecessary risks, "Yunshi", who just accepted Song Yin's confession, reluctantly found an excuse and ran away ahead of time.

And when Song Yin returned to the lounge, Qi Zhengnan, who Erhu pretended to be, had already said that he had something to leave.If there is no accident, the one who will appear in front of Song Yin next time should be Qi Zhengnan's deity.

Song Yin solemnly apologized to teacher Tony for leaving midway, and obtained an understanding, and the styling work continued.It's just that at the beginning, they encountered a little trouble.

"Your face is several degrees redder than before. If you make a correction now, and then your face returns to normal, it will appear too pale, or even overexposed under the spotlight."

The artificial intelligence makeup artist pointed out the problem matter-of-factly: "If you feel hot and uncomfortable, you can go to the hospital first, and there is still time."

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Song Yin hurriedly explained that he was running all the way back, and his blood was a little bit high.Then he took a few deep breaths, and finally managed to restore his face to normal.

Just as they were getting a facelift here, they heard a knock on the door of the lounge.

Is Qi Zhengnan back again?

Song Yin immediately took a deep breath, straightened his back, and stared straight at the mirror image in front of him, but the people who came in disappointed him very much.

The deputy director, Ya Zhi, came back and brought some other information about the program flow—as Qi Zhengnan had reminded before, the producer and host Huyan made temporary adjustments to the program content, just in time. Re-communicate with the guests before the opening.

Song Yin watched Ya Zhi hold a tablet computer beside her and babble, but none of those precautions fell into her ears.

At this moment, he was still wandering in the corridor where he fell down just now—although the fire on his face was extinguished, the depth of his heart was still hot, and the smoke made him dizzy.

The kiss between him and Qi Zhengnan was not a kiss, but the touch still occupied his lips.Every time the make-up artist's makeup brush lightly brushed his lips, he would passively recall it.

The feeling is a bit like chewing on a fresh green olive—the first few bites are filled with eerie jerky and bitterness.But slowly, the initial shock and weirdness all subsided, and what was replaced was a trace of sweetness.

I don't know where this sweetness came from, but it kept flowing and intensified, and in a blink of an eye it was already fragrant on the teeth and cheeks.

Song Yin felt like she was possessed by an evil spirit, and let her thoughts chase after this ray of sweetness, wandering around.

Slowly, this sweetness is no longer just a thin feeling, it begins to shine brightly, and even slowly reveals a specific picture——

On the morning of the first snow more than ten years ago, the quiet boy who held a small umbrella by the frozen lake and put on his coat;

In the third year of junior high school, he was a stubborn boy who dragged him away from the siege of his classmates, and even fought with everyone for it, and finally went to a foreign country;

Three years after a long absence, the day when he flew halfway around the world and arrived in the United States, he was waiting for the young man in sunglasses at the airport.

With broad shoulders and long legs, he is tall and handsome, his youthfulness has faded, and he is dazzlingly beautiful.

It was this dazzling young man who took the luggage from Song Yin without saying a word, led them out of the airport and got into the car.Then drove him for more than two hours, and brought him into the courtyard with green lawn and pink four-flowered flowers.

From that day on, the life trajectories of the two of them once intertwined once again overlapped fiercely.

The life after that was full of bumps and bumps, frictions from time to time, but it was lively, warm, and full of wit... It was just like that unexpected and clumsy kiss just now.

Lips are gentle, teeth are harsh, but they are inseparable from each other.

What kind of relationship should there be between lips and teeth?

I have to admit that Song Yin never thought of defining his relationship with Qi Zhengnan.

The concept of pure family affection or friendship is too thin, they are like the x-axis and y-axis on the coordinates, although they can be extended infinitely, they still cannot jump out of the limitation of the plane.

But if an x-axis called "love" is erected on this "plane"... many things seem to be explained.

Because it is love, that's why I paid extra attention to the poster of the lover in Huangquan, and I was so concerned about the woman who was in close contact with Qi Zhengnan on the poster.

Because it is love, so I will keep in mind every little benefit and every handsome gesture of Qi Zhengnan from childhood to adulthood;

Because it is love, I have confessed to him before I have fully clarified my thoughts; that's why I want to be tightly bound with him, so tight that there is no gap, until they fit together into a whole, and will never be separated from then on.

"what……"

Next to his ears came the complaining voice of the makeup artist: "Why is your face red again?"

"It's okay, it will definitely become more popular later."

Song Yin signaled Teacher Tony not to worry about it, and even smirked a couple of times, her eyes were shining brightly, and she was full of pride.

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After finishing the styling, Song Yin followed Ya Zhi to the studio.There is only about half an hour left before the recording starts, and he still needs to familiarize himself with the venue and process, and meet the host Huyan and other guests by the way.

And this is also the first time Song Yin has entered the studio.

In his imagination, the studio should be like a movie theater or a theater, with comfortable stepped seats and bright headlights that can illuminate the audience.However, when you look at the site, it is more appropriate to say that it is an industrial plant or a man-made cave.

From the architectural point of view, the stage is almost integrated with the audience area, but the ground and walls are all painted green.A set of sectional sofas is placed in the center of the stage.Behind the sofa is a large electronic screen.The place outside the range of the stage is all pitch black like a coal mine.

It was still early, and the audience had not yet entered the arena.The studio seemed empty, only technicians such as lighting, sound and camera were adjusting the equipment.

Song Yin followed behind Ya Zhi, walked across the venue, and walked from the door on the right side of the stage to the waiting room next to the studio.

Although he was a little psychologically prepared, he was still startled by the sudden scream the moment he opened the door.

The main force making the screams are two social activists, a man and a woman—the boy is Yu Gutai's pika, while the girl is the wild flower Langdie's dahlia.

Not only them, all members of the two teams have come to the lounge, including Qi Zhengnan.

The man who was hugging and rolling with Song Yin in the corridor more than ten minutes ago has returned to his original appearance of being well-dressed and handsome.He was sitting on the sofa closest to the door, so he immediately met Song Yin's eyes.

"Hi, just now..."

Song Yin, who had planned his lines long ago, smiled brightly at him, but before he could say anything, he was blocked by the dahlia rushing forward in two or three steps.

"It doesn't matter what the makeup artist says! We agreed to let Little Butterfly wear women's clothes during the interview with us!" The girl who was also well-dressed shook her phone dissatisfied: "I also want to take a picture of crazy flowers Butterfly's family portrait!"

Accustomed to her bluffing character, Song Yin asked with a smile: "Is it true that I am not worthy to stand with you now?"

"Yes, of course." Juemei with a steady personality came over and grabbed Dahlia, "Don't mess around, be careful that the captain won't let you go on stage later."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Song Yin again: "This outfit matches you very well. When you came in just now, I thought the program group had invited another idol star."

There was no exaggeration in her words—at this moment, Song Yin was wearing a light silver-gray slim-fit suit and a blue-purple scarf.The soft tone and slightly lighter hair color set off his beautiful and delicate face.

After a little retouching, the flawless fair complexion, the increasingly rosy lips, and the shining eyes under the light even give people an unreal feeling of walking out of the painting in a trance.

While talking, Dahlia picked up her phone, snapped a few photos, and happily expressed that she would post them on her social account.Song Yin met her request very cooperatively, and also greeted Wisteria Linglan and the others by the way.

Sitting next to Wisteria was a strange girl who didn't even look dissatisfied.With short hair that only reaches the ears, his expression is a little dull, motionless, even like a doll.

"This child's name is Yun Mi, and she is our newly recruited team member." Wisteria introduced, "Her personality is relatively introverted, and her experience is also very special. We brought her this time, not because we want her to be on the show, but because we want her to be on the show. Being able to get in touch with other people.”

"Hello." Song Yin smiled and stretched out her hand to the girl, "I'm Morpho, I joined this team before you, you can contact me if you have any questions."

He clearly released [-] points of kindness, but the girl named Yun Mi didn't even respond, she didn't even raise her head.

Autism?Song Yin felt a lump in his heart.

"You don't mind. She has always been like this in her life, she doesn't pay attention to people, and only communicates when entering the copy."

Wisteria pulled Song Yin away a little, and smiled wryly: "But she is really strong, and she has already become a third-level executive officer in just three months."

"Is this child 'that'? 'That'." Song Yin suddenly had a head on his shoulder. It was Yu Gutai's pika. This kid knew everyone.

"Which one is that?" Song Yin was puzzled.

"It's the career group, career!" The pika gave a thumbs up in a flustered manner.

"Professional group? What the hell? How is it different from us?"

Song Yin's honest and ignorant face immediately caused the surrounding people to show expressions of astonishment.

"What, why don't you even know this?" Pika spread the gossip knowledge to him with a look of shock on his face: "career is also called special selection group, and they are super-class talents that every team is vying for. One year in purgatory There won't be a few special selections, anyway, if you grab it, you'll earn it."

In the subsequent "1-minute science popularization" session, Song Yin finally understood the ins and outs of the so-called "selected group"—to be honest, it was a bit miserable.

It turns out that the so-called career group is essentially orphans who have no parents and no relatives who are willing to be guardians.

Every year, the training institutions of the Aksha system in the human world will screen these orphans in the name of physical examinations, select a small part of them with outstanding aptitude and talents, and provide targeted training and education, and will be assessed year by year and eliminated layer by layer.

Just like training guide dogs, you need to choose dogs that don't bark casually and have a calm personality. The selected children are all naturally calm, calm, and even born with emotional disorders.In the process of more than ten years of training and education, they were forced to isolate themselves from the world, which further strengthened their dull and cold personality traits.

When these children grow to fifteen or sixteen years old, they already have the knowledge of fighting, firearms and various other systems that ordinary people cannot match, and they can be called humanoid weapons.

At this time, they will be thrown into purgatory one after another, and participate in difficult dungeon challenges as elite executives.

For these elites in the career group, the system will provide more generous living treatment - luxurious safe houses, shopping mall shopping fee reductions, regular equipment replacement subsidies, and so on.

Since these children are generally young and seriously lack all common sense except combat, even the assistant officers are "nanny type" and can take care of all aspects of their lives.

High ability and discipline, but low creativity and initiative - so the vast majority of Select Groups cannot act alone.But they can become the sharp knives and sharp blades of the major teams.

"Isn't this child labor?" Song Yin clicked his tongue in a low voice.Glancing at the girl again, she looked like a little puppet.

"Who said it wasn't? That's why many teams have clearly stated that they refuse to recruit the special selection team, such as Yu Gutai. I heard that Foehn hates the special selection system very much."

After a soft sigh, Wisteria changed the subject: "However, I also heard that after living in purgatory for a period of time, many special groups will be gradually assimilated by other executives, and they will be no different from ordinary people when they retire. So, as Yun Mi's teammates, we also have the responsibility to give her care and warmth."

Having said that, her eyes turned from Song Yin to behind him, and she pursed her lips lightly.

"...I won't hold you back anymore, Yu Gutai's boss seems to have something to say to you, and he almost saw a hole in your back."

The author has something to say: Song Yin: I’m already enlightened, I can do it, but a dead-headed person who is jealous of himself hasn’t enlightened yet!

Qi Zhengnan: Even if I don't get the hang of it, I can make you unable to take care of yourself! !

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Imagine Qi Zhengnan two years ago, wearing jeans and black sunglasses, leaning against the side of the sports car to pick up Xiaoyin.It caused passers-by to turn their heads frequently, guessing what kind of peerless beauty he was waiting for.

At this time, I saw a beautiful oriental young man with a smile like a fox coming out of the airport with big bags, waving and blowing kisses and winking at the handsome guy.

Passers-by showed "oh~~lovelygaycouple [heart]" expression

I didn't expect to become a couple after a few years.