Just as he was about to speak, he saw a boy in a white school-style suit coming out of the revolving door at the entrance of the mall.

The boy who came out first was tall and looked a little cold, but he patiently stopped and waited for the teammates behind to catch up.

"God, it's Han Suyan... The real person is really much better than the video." Mu Jiehan had already taken out her mobile phone and started taking pictures happily, Qin Yihan spit out funny, "Lucy mother, you climbed so quickly. the wall?"

"What are you talking about, just appreciate the handsome guy, not climb the wall." Mu Jiehan wrote happiness all over his face, "I'm so lucky, although I didn't catch up with the show, but at least I can see all the members up close."

"When is my one pick..." Mu Jiehan muttered and stopped in the middle.

Qin Yihan looked up, and the dark-haired boy, who was familiar and a little unfamiliar, passed through the revolving door. Seeing him coming out, Han Suyan pursed the corners of her mouth, revealing a slight smile.

Even though he was surrounded by outstanding trainees, Qin Lu still looked very good-looking. His soft black hair looks particularly refreshing among the colorful hair colors. When he bows his head slightly, the lines of his face are like a scroll carefully drawn by a sketch artist. The clean white shirt and black tie are very calm on him.

It seems different from the usual nasty guy who would grab Qin Yihan's potato chips and pocket money, and often make small reports with Qin's mother.

Qin Yihan was in a daze, forgetting that she was standing on the only way to the bus, and Qin Lu was already walking towards her.

When Qin Lu was caught off guard, Qin Yihan froze.

She realized what the situation was now: under the premise of not dealing with Qin Lu's enemy, Lu Zhai, she actually ran up to Qin Lu and squatted him in the car. With his bad personality, she would definitely ignore her or laugh at her!

Qin Yihan was embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, but after seeing Qin Lu stunned for a while, he walked straight in her direction.

Mu Jiehan, who was beside him, still didn't know the situation. He held the phone and whispered excitedly: "Oh, oh, what's the situation, he came to my mother."

Qin Lu stopped in front of the two of them. After adolescence, Qin Lu, who had been hanged and beaten by Qin Yihan's height as a child, had to lower his head to meet her eyes.

This is the first time Qin Yihan sees her brother wearing makeup. The already meticulous facial features are more three-dimensional and handsome.

He seemed a little surprised, but with a smile in his eyes, he whispered, "Why are you here?"

After hearing this sentence, Mu Jiehan, who received a close-range beauty crit, opened her eyes slightly.

She looked at Qin Yihan, who was a little stunned beside her, and one hundred and eight guesses flashed through her mind.

No way?

Qin Yihan now feels that this situation is terrible. There was the sound of cell phones clacking around, and the people surrounding them gradually turned their attention to this direction, and even several handsome guys with their own characteristics who had just stood beside Qin Lu looked at her curiously.

This picture is really a dream never imagined.

Her mind was in a mess, and finally she said dryly: "Uh, I'm here to attend the 4seven signing."

"Ah." Qin Lu was stunned for a moment, "today?"

Qin Yihan said stiffly, "...Yes."

Her brother didn't give her away as he imagined, but looked at her carefully, "Mom agrees with you to come here, is there enough money?"

Qin Yihan was a little strange. She glanced at her brother strangely, and then suddenly understood: this guy must have seen this person playing a brother-sister relationship here.

She glanced at the surrounding cameras with her peripheral vision, and nodded perfunctorily: "Enough is enough, I've finished watching the road... I'll go back tonight after participating in the event."

Qin Lu nodded. The staff was urging him. He responded and smiled, "be careful and go home early. I'll go first."

Qin Yihan nodded.

After he walked a few steps, he seemed to remember something, turned around and asked her, "Would you like to come to my performance?"

There was a commotion all around.

Qin Yihan's conditioned reflex almost blurted out "I don't watch it", but she suddenly remembered that 4seven was going to collaborate with the trainee partner on the stage for the second performance.

So she swallowed the refusal that came to her mouth again.

Qin Yihan said: "Let's see if you can survive until the second round of performances."

Qin Lu was slightly startled, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a shallow smile.

"That's a deal, I'll find a way to leave you a ticket."

Qin Yihan found that Qin Lu seemed a little happy. He doesn't think... he is encouraging him, right?

Inexplicably, Qin Yihan suddenly felt a little guilty for not telling Qin Lu that 4seven might cooperate.

Su Qinglan was waiting for Qin Lu in front of the bus. Seeing him coming over, he lowered his head and leaned in curiously, "This is?"

Qin Lu blinked: "My sister."

"Oh oh oh." Su Qinglan actually guessed it a bit.

After the trainees all got on the bus, the bus left soon.

Qin Yihan stood on the spot and felt a headache when she felt the phone vibrating frantically in her pocket again.

No matter, can finally see Lucy in the afternoon!

But before that... Qin Yihan smiled dryly and looked at Mu Jiehan, who was slowly rolling up her sleeves, there was still a little trouble to deal with.

——

This performance was a perfect end, and there was a good response and enthusiasm on Weibo and a certain sound. The trainees who had their first stage experience also continued to be excited for a long time.

The feeling of actually getting on the stage is similar to what imagined and it seems to be completely different. When the music is playing, everyone's eyes are on them. That wonderful feeling is difficult to describe.

It seems that in an instant the body is surging with infinite enthusiasm, filled with seemingly endless power.