trial game

Chapter 11

After the break period, the recording continues.

The contestants were selected according to the number of votes from high to low. The Alpha who told Jiang Wenzhou yesterday that he wanted to cooperate did not hesitate at all, and went straight to Jiang Wenzhou.

"Mr. Jiang, I will show you my strength."

Jiang Wenzhou glanced at his name sticker, and only then did he know his name.

Ling Qi.

This person feels exactly the same as yesterday, he is a muscle full of confidence.

Yang Chengye ranked fourth in the voting, and his choice was also Jiang Wenzhou.

After he ran over, he gave Ling Qi a hammer: "You did it on purpose."

Ling Qi looked at him innocently, and said very seriously: "I just like Mr. Jiang! I can sing all his songs!"

Yang Chengye crossed his arms and said unhappily: "I like senior brother too! But don't dream! My senior brother has Chen Zuo!"

Jiang Wenzhou glared at Yang Chengye, if there were no cameras around, he would definitely reward him with a horrifying blow.

But at this moment, there is Ling Qi who is stupid: "I know! Teacher Jiang's lover! My mother loves to watch his TV dramas!"

Jiang Wenzhou really wanted to directly disqualify these two bastards from the competition.

In the end, the results of the groupings were very even. Except for Tao Zhiyun, who was a three-legged rivalry, everyone else was one mountain without two tigers.

The director team is very rude, they don't give more than a second for 24 hours, and the countdown starts immediately.

The contestants who needed to be assessed were disbanded on the spot to race against time, and of course the remaining contestants couldn't be idle. The director team prepared the task early in the morning.

The task of helping the guests is the lightest. After taking the promotional photos and making up some post-shooting, the program team asked them to go back to the hotel to rest.

Jiang Wenzhou was not in a hurry to leave, he still had to babysit Fang Letong, so he asked the staff, and then rushed to the small workshop.

The door was not closed, Jiang Wenzhou went straight in, who would have thought that Yang Chengye would be seen riding on Ling Qi as soon as he entered the door.

Jiang Wenzhou retreated subconsciously, took a step back and realized something was wrong, rushed in with his long legs, hooked the special Omega collar around Yang Chengye's neck, and grabbed him away.

"What are you two doing? It's all cameras!" Jiang Wenzhou carefully inspected the back of Yang Chengye's neck, and was relieved to see no strange marks.

"We are competing!" Yang Chengye blushed and coughed several times.

"He won by wrestling his wrists and playing tricks." Ling Qi stood up and rubbed his waist depressedly, "He also engaged in sneak attacks."

Jiang Wenzhou suddenly had a feeling of depression watching the brats fight, and he turned to Ling Qi: "You are almost 1.9 meters tall, how can you be put on the ground by this 1.7-meter one?"

Ling Qi sat cross-legged on the ground, tidied up the scattered papers, and said solemnly: "My dad said that Alpha must love Omega, just like treating a kitten. It doesn't matter if it is scratched twice."

"Hey! Who is the kitten?" Yang Chengye was upset again, and stretched out his claws to scratch again.

Jiang Wenzhou slapped him back and stopped him: "Yang Chengye, be serious, don't expect me to open the back door for you."

"Brother, I only have you in my heart." Yang Chengye looked aggrieved, "It's a shame that I still help you so much!"

Jiang Wenzhou was a little puzzled.

"Don't disturb my creation, go back." Yang Chengye pretended not to see Jiang Wenzhou's question mark, and chased away the guest with meaningful eyes.

Jiang Wenzhou felt terrified when he saw him, and felt that he couldn't communicate with the little kid. After all, the three-year-old generation gap, he and Yang Chengye had almost three gaps.

When Jiang Wenzhou left, he thoughtfully helped close the door.The sound insulation effect is quite good, so I didn't hear the sentence Yang Chengye shouted.

"Even if you are my idol, you can't spread rumors! I am clearly 1.7 meters six! Rounding up to 1.8 meters!"

When Jiang Wenzhou returned to the hotel, he lay down on the bed. His assistant called him to take off his makeup first, but he answered without moving, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.I dozed off in a daze, and when I woke up, my phone was vibrating.

The caller ID was Chen Zui, and Jiang Wenzhou was so frightened that he woke up. Mimi stared and opened it, but it was still a video call.

Jiang Wenzhou's idol has a lot of burdens, and when he saw his strangely sleeping hair on the camera, he turned his phone backwards with a "snap".

"What's wrong? Did I wake you up?" Chen Zui's voice came out.

Jiang Wenzhou came back to his senses and realized that Chen Zui also had his face slapped by the camera. He was feeling a little uncomfortable today, and his anger has not yet come down. He urgently needs Chen Zui's pretty face to calm down.

He turned the phone over and pressed down on his camera.

Chen Zui was supposed to be outside, and the wind brushed his bangs from time to time. He was wearing a mask, showing only two passionate eyes. The video call frame was small, and Chen Zui couldn't accommodate others in his eyes.

"Don't hide it, Cheng Ye told me that you were bullied today, show me."

Jiang Wenzhou almost couldn't catch his breath, thinking that he must confiscate Yang Chengye's hidden cell phone.

The unlucky kid doesn't write a song when he has time, what kind of small report will he make with Chen Zui!

"It's not that my body was hurt, but my heart was hurt." Jiang Wenzhou let go of his hand and said aggrievedly, and he was even more aggrieved when he met Shang Chen's most serious eyes.

Chen Zui saw that he was having fun, and coaxed him, "Who upset you?"

Jiang Wenzhou sighed, and said sadly: "Adults have to digest it by themselves."

Chen Zui was laughed to death by him, and he didn't know how much this person was stimulated today.

"I'm downstairs in the hotel, do you want to have something to eat together?" Chen Zui asked him.

Jiang Wenzhou was taken aback for a moment, then got up: "Why are you here?"

"Come down quickly." Chen Zui hung up the phone.

Jiang Wenzhou grabbed his coat and ran out. The elevator went down to the lobby on the first floor. Chen Zui was sitting there with his mask on, reading the hotel brochure.

Jiang Wenzhou's footsteps were a little hurried, and Chen Zui looked up and saw him, so he stood up.

Jiang Wenzhou walked faster and faster, straight into Chen Zui's arms.

Chen Zui should have smoked a cigarette not long ago. He has a very light smell of smoke on his body, and there is also a hint of sweetness of peaches.

The familiar smell reassured him.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zui rubbed Jiang Wenzhou's hair with his free hand.

Jiang Wenzhou closed his eyes, and said sullenly: "It's nothing, there are so many surrogate shooters here, I'll hug you, so I can grab a free hot search."

"Who made you unhappy?" Chen Zui lowered his eyes, and Jiang Wenzhou's depressed head was squeezed against his chest, like a puppy begging for a hug from its master.

"I'm hungry, let's eat." Jiang Wenzhou raised his face, took the sunglasses that Chen Zui had in his pocket, put them on, and at the same time pulled up his mask.

Jiang Wenzhou took Chen Zui's hand and pulled him back into the elevator.

The [-]th floor of the hotel is a Cantonese restaurant, which is famous for its ancient Cantonese cuisine.

The two asked for a private room, and the big round table only sat two people, which looked empty.

After ordering, the waiter went out first.Jiang Wenzhou took off the mask and sunglasses on his face: "You haven't told me yet, why are you here?"

Chen took a sip of tea slowly and methodically: "Tell me why you are unhappy today, and answer for another answer."

Jiang Wenzhou pursed his lips, and leaned back: "I'm not going to be a guest singer, one of the other singers is an old acquaintance of mine."

Chen Zui's expression became complicated: "Old lover?"

Jiang Wenzhou's eyes widened: "Don't insult people's innocence!"

"Looking at you like that, I thought it was some white moonlight plot." Chen Zui said.

"Didn't I tell you before that I formed a band when I was in college, and He Yang is our bass player." Jiang Wenzhou didn't want to say it at first, after all, this matter has nothing to do with Chen Zui, but Chen Zui asked So many times, as if he really cared.

"Have you ever had a conflict with him?" Chen most directly hit the point.

"Almost." Jiang Wenzhou said ambiguously, "Then the band disbanded and we lost contact."

"It was He Yang who caused the band to disband." Chen seemed to have seen through Jiang Wenzhou.

Jiang Wenzhou held the teacup with a cold expression on his face.

The waiter knocked on the door and served the food. The first dish was roasted cloud leg chicken slices. The pork and ham here are all made of Jinhua two-headed black meat, which is of very good quality.

Chen Zui picked up vegetables for Jiang Wenzhou: "Eat some, didn't you say you would be happy if you eat?"

"Actually, I'm not as free as they say." Jiang Wenzhou's voice was very low.

"Brother Cool still cares about what other people say." Chen Zui smiled, reaching out to pinch the back of his neck.

"He Yang insisted on signing a contract with the company back then, but I disagreed, and then fell out." Jiang Wenzhou took a piece of cloud leg and chewed it in his mouth. The ham was soaked in Huadiao, and the aroma was mellow.

"When I saw him today, I choked a few words, which made me very unhappy." Jiang Wenzhou put down his chopsticks, stared at the porcelain bowl in a daze, "Chen Zui, why do you think people are like this? They used to be nice like brothers, Now with a knife in your back."

Chen Zuijing was silent for a while, and said nonsense: "That's how people are."

Jiang Wenzhou didn't like to see Chen Zui's expression, as if he had seen through everything, so he was neither sad nor happy.

Jiang Wentian didn't eat any vegetables, and lay down on the table depressed: "I used to think that there are good people in the world, and everyone treats me well and wants to play with me. Later, when I grew up, I realized that some people are kind to me. For the purpose, then I don’t care about it. But if I took it out with my heart, I was trampled under my feet..."

Chen Zui dragged the stool closer, next to Jiang Wenzhou, and said in a low voice, "Do you want my brother to coax you? You look pitiful."

Jiang Wenzhou turned his face to look at him, his eyes were a little red, the corners of his eyes were downcast originally, drooping like a puppy, it made his heart soften.

"Then Chen Zui, will you betray me?" Jiang Wenzhou asked.

Chen most obviously froze for a moment, he looked very gentle when he lowered his eyes, he shook his head: "No."

Jiang Wenzhou squeezed out an ugly smile: "What am I talking about, you have no responsibility to me."

Chen Zui didn't say a word, he stared at Jiang Wenzhou's eyes, the man's eyeballs were also like a dog's, round and amber, reminiscent of a spoonful of sweet honey.

The two were too close, and the distance was still shortening.

Jiang Wenzhou thought that Chen wanted to kiss him the most, and he panicked, but his chin was lifted up, as if he was waiting for the other's lips.

The waiter suddenly opened the door, holding a winter melon cup.

Jiang Wenzhou was so frightened that he turned into a shrinking turtle, and quickly buried his head and pretended to be dead, his heart pounding in his throat.

The plate and the glass collided, just as Chen Zui's palm touched Jiang Wenzhou's heart, and a crisp voice rang into his heart.

Chen Zui's voice sounded helpless and doting: "Okay, eat well, I came here specially for you."