The CP of the strong group is the sweetest [Entertainment]

Chapter 48

At the moment when heaven and man were at war in Yuan Xiao's heart, the door of the corridor was pushed open roughly, and Lu Fangzhi had just made a fool of himself before slamming the door again with an unclear "I rely on".

Yuan Xiao supported Cheng Feng's chest with his hands, took a step back, turned his head unnaturally, and looked at the brick floor not far away.

Cheng Feng looked at Yuan Xiao's back to him, lowered his head, smiled, but didn't speak.

Another 2 minutes later, the door was gently pushed open. Yao Jiarui pushed the door open, looked at the two people who were far apart, first let out a meaningful "oh", and then spoke:

"It's your turn to shoot, come here quickly."

·

Yuan Xiao did his best for a shoot, but Cheng Feng could still tell that Yuan Xiao was a little out of shape.

After removing her make-up and leaving the studio, Yuan Xiao sat in the back seat on the bus to the red-eye flight.

His shoulders rubbed against Cheng Feng, and he held tightly in his hand the staff book that was about to become a pickle after he rubbed it back and forth, and Lu Li's lamp flickered in his eyes.

Cheng Feng leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him reflected in the window. After a while, his eyes turned to his back.

The bus slowly entered the main line of the airport, and when the huge airport building appeared in sight, Cheng Feng asked, "How's the song writing going?"

"What?" Yuan Xiao, who was in a daze, came back to his senses, touched the notebook in his hand, and nodded, "It's pretty good."

"Not going well?" Cheng Feng didn't believe this sentence.

"...It went well." Yuan Xiao said against his will.

Cheng Feng didn't answer, he just changed his gaze from looking at each other to looking at Yuan Xiao's fingertips rubbing the notebook.

Yuan Xiao felt that Cheng Feng's gaze seemed to be hot. He curled up uncomfortably, and then slowly flattened out. It was only when the bus was getting closer and closer to the boarding gate that he was defeated. sighed.

"Okay." Yuan Xiao said, "I'm not going well."

Cheng Feng's gaze finally turned to Yuan Xiao's eyes again, quietly waiting for him to confide.

"It's basically finished." Yuan Xiao held up the notebook, "I feel... at last something is missing."

Cheng Feng: "What did you write?"

Yuan Xiao: "Songs written for the teams we know."

Cheng Feng let out an "um" and leaned on the back of the chair, as if he was thinking.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and stretched it out in front of Yuan Xiao.

His arm was right next to Yuan Xiao's nose, and the hanging T-shirt still had the smell of Cheng Feng's washing powder, as well as some indistinct sweat.

Like a tide, it poured into Yuan Xiao's nasal cavity.

The ambiguous hug and hug with Cheng Feng just now came rushing along with the intimate pictures and smells that were taken later. Yuan Xiao leaned tightly on the back of the chair, and took a deep breath in bewilderment.

All this is just an instant.

The next moment Cheng Feng's arm passed Yuan Xiao's face, his index finger hooked the knot of the car curtain, and he pulled down the curtain.

Yuan Xiao glanced out of the corner of his eye, just in time to catch a glimpse of the fans waiting in the darkness outside the airport.

Near eleven o'clock in the evening, the early spring is cold and cold, and it has begun to rain.

And those fans stood stubbornly in the rain.

Still pulling the well-trained team, when the idol's car drove by, he restrained a scream, and then returned to silence.

Then, the moment before the curtain fell completely, Yuan Xiao held onto it. He opened a gap so that fans could see him, and pressed Cheng Feng's arm with his other hand.

This time, he didn't blush or be at a loss, just excited.

"I know what's wrong with my song!" Yuan Xiao said, "I'll finish it right away!"

·

On the way back, Yuan Xiao and Cheng Feng were still dismissed by two economy class tickets.

Xie Yuzhou snatched the ID card and Cheng Feng's platinum card with ease, and happily ran to the counter to help them get an upgrade.

Then he ran back happily and circled around the two of them.

Cheng Feng saw him running over, raised his index finger to his lips, and made a "shh" gesture to Xie Yuzhou.

Next to him was Yuan Xiao who was writing quickly on the staff book with his head down.

Yuan Xiao has been writing.

From the security check to the first-class cabin, Cheng Feng fastened his seat belt for him.

He deleted and wrote on the stave, wrote and deleted, music symbols flew in his music world like bricks and tiles by magic, and in a short while, majestic tall buildings rose from the ground.

When the plane lowered its landing gear, Yuan Xiao just finished writing the last stroke.

Only then did Yuan Xiao realize that what he was laying on was not the small table that had been asked to put away long ago, but a thick book held by Cheng Feng's right hand.

Seeing that Yuan Xiao finished writing, Cheng Feng took the books back, piled them on his knees, and put them aside.

He rubbed his wrist calmly.

"You..." Yuan Xiao looked at Cheng Feng's actions, feeling moved and feeling guilty at the same time.

"It's okay." Cheng Feng shook his head, "Is it finished?"

"Yes, it's finished." Yuan Xiao nodded quickly.

"Okay." Cheng Feng said, "You can get off the plane."

The plane had already taxied to the side of the corridor bridge, and Yuan Xiao only noticed at this time that some passengers around them had already started to take their carry-on luggage.

Yuan Xiao immediately prepared to stand up.

However, he only had a moment of momentum, and Cheng Feng gently pressed his shoulder.

Pointing to the seat belt that was still firmly tied around his waist, Cheng Feng pushed off his own seat belt, stood up, stepped over the middle block, and walked to Yuan Xiao's side.

The slender fingers poked towards Yuan Xiao's waist, and Yuan Xiao hurriedly dodged back.

"I will do it myself?"

"Hold the manuscript." Cheng Feng didn't listen to him.

Yuan Xiao could hear his own heartbeat.

As Cheng Feng's fingertips got closer to the seat belt around his waist, his heartbeat became louder!

There is obviously nothing around, but he always feels that everyone in the first class is looking at him!

Cheng Feng's fingertips finally touched Yuan Xiao's seat belt switch, and Yuan Xiao swallowed sharply.

There was a soft "click" and the seat belt was undone.

Cheng Feng withdrew his hand.

Yuan Xiao: "..."

so fast? ? ? ?

Is it reasonable to go so fast? ? ? ?

Putting his hand on the already opened seat belt, Yuan Xiaoxin reluctantly untied the belt, and touched around his navel.

The two walked across the covered bridge together.

Then there was the bus connected by the shuttle bus, back to the photography base, it was already past three o'clock in the evening.

A few people seem to be walking through the corridor of the photography base with the last willpower, preparing to go to the dormitory through the courtyard.

Just as the glass door was about to arrive, Yuan Xiao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Yuan Xiao: "That... are you all tired?"

Everyone turned around, looking very tired, Lu Fangzhi looked unhappy: "Nonsense, you are not tired..."

He was kicked by Yao Jiarui.

"What's the matter?" Yao Jiarui asked.

Yuan Xiao: "Eh...Actually, if everyone is very tired..."

"If you are very tired, please finish the sentence, Captain!!" Xie Yuzhou had tears in his eyes, "Captain, if you don't finish talking, how can I sleep tonight!!"

"The head is open, let's talk." Han Cheng also said.

Yuan Xiao looked at Cheng Feng, who nodded, as if saying that he would support him no matter what.

Opening the stave book that had been in his arms all the time, Yuan Xiao took out a few pages written by his relatives from it, and held it up: "I just wrote two songs, do you want to listen to them before going to sleep?"

Everyone looked at Yuan Xiao eagerly, but no one spoke.

Yuan Xiao: "Of course, I really worked hard tonight, or tomorrow..."

Lu Fangzhi: "What the hell!!! Don't you hurry up and listen to this???"

While talking, he and Xie Yuzhou went up, clamped Yuan Xiao up almost unceremoniously, and sent him into the nearest practice room in the posture of "lifting".

Cheng Feng was silent for a while, and finally turned on the light without fussing with them, and moved the electronic piano to the center of the practice room.

"Here." He waved at Yuan Xiao.

"Hey, here we come." Yuan Xiao escaped from the clutches of the two team members and ran towards Cheng Feng.

Yao Jiarui distributed the manuscript written by Yuan Xiaojuan. He looked down and saw that the lyrics and allocation of the manuscript were confirmed. Except for the arrangement, it was a complete musical work.

Before playing, Yuan Xiao said: "Let's take a look at the score first, there are rough lyrics and assignments on it."

Han Cheng pinched the manuscript, flipped through it roughly, and then opened the second one.

Halfway through the second one, Han Cheng's fingertips had already pinched the page, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked up at Yuan Xiao in disbelief.

In the end, he didn't say a word.

Yuan Xiao looked at Han Cheng nervously, and said, "If you have any different opinions, you can raise them, and we can discuss them together."

"Really?" Yao Jiarui asked, "That's right, I have many different opinions."

·

As Yao Jiarui spoke, he held up two manuscripts, one in his left hand and the other in his right.

He looked at the manuscript on the left first: "This manuscript, the lead singer is me, and the C position is given to Lu Fangzhi."

He looked at the manuscript on the right again: "In this manuscript, the lead singer is Xie Yuzhou, and the C position is given to Han Cheng."

Yao Jiarui: "That is to say..."

Lu Fangzhi: "You're stupid! I wrote two songs and didn't know to leave myself a C position and a lead singer. I don't have any brains!"

Yao Jiarui: "..."

Lu Fangzhi has always been a model with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, but his frankness silenced everyone except Cheng Feng Yuanxiao.

After a while, Xie Yuzhou weakly held up the piece of paper on which he was the lead singer.

"Captain, I really don't need a lead singer." Xie Yuzhou said, "I can sing so well, so I can barely keep my tune..."

Xie Yuzhou scratched his head in embarrassment, looking for an excuse for his lack of strength: "Damn, I work in the film and television department, what kind of bicycle do you need?"

Han Cheng didn't speak, he was also in a complicated mood.

When he first formed the team, he told Yuan Xiao that he had to treat Xie Yuzhou fairly before he would recognize Yuan Xiao as the captain.

but……

The fair treatment he hopes for is nothing more than a flat bowl of water, the number of lyrics, and a slightly better stage position.

As for the position C and the lead singer, Han Cheng never expected it.

But Yuan Xiao's "fairness" does not stop there.

Han Cheng can understand staves.

The songs Yuan Xiao wrote for Yao Jiarui and Xie Yuzhou are very different.

Xie Yuzhou's songs don't require much skill to handle, as long as you practice more and the timbre is good enough, you can sing quite brilliantly.

It is the most suitable song for Xie Yuzhou.

The fingertips holding the staff trembled slightly, and Han Cheng didn't know what expression he should use to face Yuan Xiao.

Xie Yuzhou: "Anyway, captain, you really don't need to push me to be the lead singer! I can just stand in a corner and dance."

"That's right, who needs you to do this kind of self-sacrifice! It's not necessary at all, okay?!" Lu Fangzhi: "Oh, by the way, aren't you very good at round C? This time, just say no to each other!"

Yuan Xiao shook his head and said with a smile, "This time the situation is different."

Xie Yuzhou was about to cry: "1551, captain, don't put so much pressure on me, I'll just stand aside, my face is pretty, I can attract fans no matter what."

Lu Fangzhi: "By the way, even if you don't care about the lead singer, why don't you even leave Cheng Feng the C position? This doesn't fit your sour smell!"

In Han Cheng's ears, Lu Fangzhi and Xie Yuzhou's chattering battles were still ringing out repeatedly.

"Hey……"

At this moment, a soft sigh attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone turned to Yao Jiarui who sighed.

Yao Jiarui's sigh was also sent out with skill, and his expression was unwavering.

"What are you talking about?" Lu Fangzhi was very upset, and glared at Yao Jiarui, "You don't know how to persuade him, the Holy Mother, together."

"I don't participate in such meaningless persuasion activities." Yao Jiarui gave Lu Fangzhi a disgusted look.

Afterwards, he slowly opened his coat pocket and took out a stack of folded papers. After opening, there were music scores and lyrics on it.

Yao Jiarui passed it to Xie Yuzhou beside him.

Xie Yuzhou gave it to Han Cheng, Han Cheng gave it to Lu Fangzhi, and finally it was in Yuan Xiao's hands.

Unfolding the music score, Yuan Xiaocai glanced at it and chuckled, and handed it to Cheng Feng beside him.

While Cheng Feng was reading with his head down, Lu Fangzhi hurriedly finished reading the red notes, and after knowing the whole score in his chest, he raised his eyes in surprise and looked at Yao Jiarui, who was still dissed by him just now.

Lu Fangzhi: "You?!"

"I." Yao Jiarui pointed to the ground, "I have already guessed that Yuan Xiao is an idiot captain, so I will definitely do this."

Lu Fangzhi: "So—"

"So I made the manuscript assignment when I was on the plane today."

Han Cheng slowly unfolded the music score that was passed to him just now.

On the song Yao Jiarui was in charge of, Yuan Xiao and Cheng Feng became the absolute centers.

There are a total of three songs, three lead singers, and three lead dancers. Everyone has a chance to perform outstandingly.

Round C in another sense, this time, was achieved with the efforts of the whole team.

Han Cheng was in a complicated mood. He raised his head and saw Yao Jiarui turning his head and staring at Yuan Xiao unhappily.

Yao Jiarui: "You already guessed that I wouldn't let you be a saint, right?"

Yuan Xiao: "I really didn't guess it."

Yao Jiarui obviously didn't believe it.

Yuan Xiao could only explain: "I just trust."

"Trust in what?"

"I believe that each of us really likes this team."

Yuan Xiao said.

The captain likes this team, and he hopes that all his players can debut in the C position and surprise the audience.

The players also like this team, so they hope that no matter who is in this team, they will not dedicate and sacrifice.

Han Cheng's silence was finally completely broken at this moment.

He got up from his seat and walked over.

Standing in front of Yuan Xiao's electronic piano, he stretched out his hand.

"Thank you." Han Cheng said, "Captain."

This is the first sentence of Han Cheng's most sincere "captain".

Although Yuan Xiao was promised to be the captain at the beginning.

Although I went through the airport to fight for Yuan Xiao's injustice.

But it wasn't until this moment that Han Cheng finally joined the team.

Yuan Xiao raised his hand and shook hands with Han Cheng.

This grip is strong and firm.

It's no longer the day when you just formed a group, pretending to be a snake, holding a tentative grip with distrust.

"You're welcome." Yuan Xiao said, "Welcome to the team, Han Cheng."

·

Building trust in the team is a very warm thing.

But no matter how warm things are, they can't beat the deep tiredness.

After listening to the new song and being excited for a while, everyone hurried back to their respective houses and found their respective beds.

Early the next morning, everyone listened to the song again and made suggestions for the song from their own perspectives.

This process took almost a day, and then the manuscript was finalized, and Yao Jiarui and Yuan Xiao went to arrange the music.

The three dancers brought a future movie star, and stayed in the practice room to choreograph together, and by the way, forced the movie star to take a crash course in dance.

Devil training!Still three times as much!

Xie Yuzhou simply didn't know how he got through this week.

Crying bitterly until the song and dance were all integrated, and finally able to leave the training hell, Xie Yuzhou was so grateful that he hugged the captain's thigh and wiped away his tears.

But soon he found out——

Damn! ! ! !

Practice programs are more tiring than training camps! !

The path he chose was crying and he wanted to finish it. Just as Xie Yuzhou was crying and walking his own path, a strange cloud was brewing in a certain familiar office.

·

In the lounge of the program group, Xu Lu was talking on the phone with Shang Tao.

Xu Lu nominally represents Grapefruit Entertainment, but in fact is Yuan Shi's person, and her heart will always be biased towards Yuan Shi.

Shang Tao: "That is to say, the program has matured so far, and after that it is practice?"

Xu Lu: "Yes. Not only that, but according to the materials we saw, the quality of several programs is not bad."

Shang Tao snorted lightly.

Xu Lu added softly, and said, "Of course, the two of our own artists are the best, and the quality is particularly outstanding."

Xu Lu's explanation made Shang Tao feel better. He smiled on the phone, and the lighter blew softly, as if he was lighting a cigarette.

"Now that the shows are out, we can find a way to throw away those unnecessary chess pieces." Shang Tao said, "A stage is too small to accommodate two other shining stars."

"Of course." Xu Lu smiled, "I'll handle it."

You came and I talked back and forth a few times like a charade, Shang Tao and Xu Lu talked some off-topic words, and finally Xu Lu turned off the phone amidst the "hehehehe" and "hahahahaha" of the guests and the host enjoying themselves.

With a click of the mobile phone lock screen, Xu Lu threw the mobile phone into the bag, picked up the bag, and swayed out of the lounge.

·

He Le danced the dance he had just modified, Cheng Feng stopped, and casually pulled his neckline, revealing the reddened skin due to strenuous exercise.

Just finished dancing, his breathing was a bit heavy, panting, he glanced at Yuan Xiao inadvertently, and pushed his wet forehead hair away.

Yuan Xiao was staring at the mirror in a daze, and happened to see Cheng Feng's scene, and the two of them looked at each other in the mirror.

Yuan Xiao's heartbeat accelerated violently, and he quickly lowered his head, looking at his toes.

Cheng Feng didn't intend to let him go: "How is it?"

"...Ask me?"

"Ah."

"What... how about what?" Yuan Xiao rolled his eyes in a panic.

Is it the movement of pushing the hair just now?

Very handsome, really handsome...

Oh no!What Yuan Xiao meant was that if this action could be performed on stage, it would be really cool.

Fans will definitely be very excited.

"Is the difficulty lowered after the dance is modified?" Cheng Feng turned to Yuan Xiao.

"It's lowered." Lu Fangzhi said inexplicably, "Are you stupid? You don't even know if the difficulty of the dance you adapted yourself has been lowered?"

Xie Yuzhou: "..."

Han Cheng: "It has been lowered a lot. But I think it's better for you as a C position to jump to the next version, which can increase a lot of stage effects."

"Yes, yes, I think so too." Xie Yuzhou quickly spoke up.

Yao Jiarui glanced at Yuan Xiao, who buried his head even lower, and tried to imitate Yuan Xiao, who was pulling the stick with his bare hands, pursed his lips and shook his head.

Yuan Xiao is going crazy.

Ahhhhh! ! !What kind of brain circuit is there! ! !

How could it be asking whether he is handsome or not? ? ?How could Cheng Feng care whether he was handsome or not! !

What are you thinking about? ? ? ?

The discussion of the team members made Yuan Xiao even more embarrassed. He frantically picked on the pole, completely oblivious to the sound of footsteps approaching him.

"Don't do this, hurt your hand." Cheng Feng's serious voice sounded in his ears, and then Cheng Feng took his wrist and held it in his hand.

Lifting his head helplessly, his face almost collided with Cheng Feng's bent over face.

Quickly took a step back, Yuan Xiao was short of breath, but felt a tight wrist, he was tightly held by Cheng Feng.

"I……"

"how about you?"

"What about me—" Yuan Xiao whispered.

"Dance just now, do you have any comments?" Cheng Feng repeated patiently.

There was no make-up today, Cheng Feng saw Yuan Xiao's face was red, stretched out his hand, and slowly moved his palm closer to Yuan Xiao's forehead.

"are you uncomfortable?"

"No... I just..."

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