Chapter 22 "Can I Hug?"

"Tutor Sui?" The executive director's voice went from far to near, awakening Sui Yi.

Sui Yi raised her head, her face was out of control, and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my mind."

"Do you think classmate Bai Yan can join your group?" The executive director reminded him politely again.

Sui Yi's expression returned, and she smiled slightly like she always faced the camera in the past: "I think Bai Yan's voice is very characteristic and it fits this theme very well."

The watertight evaluation, no matter how you cut it, would not lead to a fight, Bai Yan raised his head and glanced at him, but said nothing.

"He will express it very well." Sui Yi paused for a while, felt Bai Yan's eyes, and added.

In the end, only six people entered the grass vocal group. Sui Yi was very picky about timbre and brought together a few very unpopular players.

Bewildered, Bai Yan became the leader of the vocal grass group, and dazedly took over the executive director's captain badge.

The players in the same group stood silently behind him, as quiet as a passing staff member.

At the end of the group recording, the executive director took out a few small boxes and handed everyone a pen like an award.

"This is my favorite pen, I hope it can bring inspiration to you." Sui Yi put the pen in Bai Yan's palm.

Bai Yan lowered his head and looked at the pen. He didn't thank the other contestants. The makeup under Sui Yi's eyes was already worn out, and a small piece of foundation was a little mottled, revealing a little dark circles under his eyes.

"Okay, hard work everyone!" the executive director shouted.

Bai Yan was still stunned, holding the ballpoint pen in his hand. It was a very common style. When he was studying, the school would buy it in boxes.

Sui Yi tidied up her collar and was led out, with no emotion on her face, as if it was a slow motion movie, disappearing from Bai Yan's field of vision in the distance.

Several field attendants came into the room with hot drinks and handed everyone milk tea. A girl who always followed Suiyi followed the field manager to deliver milk tea, and said that it was hard work.

A cup of hot chocolate was stuffed into Bai Yan's hand, and the floor manager's voice sounded sleepy: "I'll invite everyone to drink milk tea with the instructor, everyone has worked hard."

"Xiaoyi!" The girls who served milk tea together found Yi Shengqing, touched a few cups before picking up a hot drink: "Drink this."

Bai Yan stared at them unconsciously, Yi Shengqing looked very happy, and jumped over to look for her: "Mr. Chen."

"Are you okay?" Xiao Chen's eyes became loving, and he lowered his voice and warned several things.

Bai Yan held the chocolate and stood there until Yi Shengqing pointed to the girl. For some reason, he felt that the girl's eyes were a little complicated.

He was still wondering, the girl had already walked up to him and handed him another cup of hot drink, with a worried tone: "Mr. Bai, drink milk tea."

"...I already took it, thank you." Bai Yan was a little puzzled and nodded to her.

"One more drink?" When Xiao Chen heard his answer, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It was given by the instructor."

"Thank you." Bai Yan avoided her inquiring eyes, turned around and joined the manual sorting team, pretending to be busy.

Sui Yi was confused by the changes in the competition system, and the feeling of being unable to control the chaos made him uncomfortable. In the past work time, he was able to adapt to various changes in a very short period of time, but none of this mattered. White feast.

He sat in the lounge for a while, and the executive director came in once, cautiously saying that an interview would be scheduled in half an hour.

The show makeup artist came over proficiently, filled him with eye makeup and foundation, and quietly pushed the door out.

The room suddenly became quiet, and Sui Yi just closed her eyes for a while when the phone on the table rang again.

Ji Zhen's voice sounded like she hadn't slept for several days, with the lively hometown in the background: "Have you been to the island today?"

"Just finished recording the group." Sui Yi raised her hand and rubbed her stiff neck.

Ji Zhen paused for a few seconds, as if organizing language: "I took a serious look at the new competition system, this situation is still quite dangerous for Xiao Yi."

"Well." Sui Yi said perfunctorily, seeing her bloodless face in the mirror.

"Before the finals, your only card must be left to Xiaoyi, and I will handle it with the company's public opinion." Ji Zhen emphasized, "I have discussed a lot of follow-up cooperation with him these days, and he must win the championship. ."

"..." Sui Yi was a little helpless and didn't answer her.

"And yourself, I've sent all the arrangements for this period to your mailbox, you can see for yourself, serve the dim sum, don't eat the spicy and cold ones, and control it." Ji Zhen kept talking, like What are you venting.

"Sister." Sui Yi leaned on the chair and interrupted her motionlessly, "Have you been under too much pressure recently?"

Ji Zhen's voice stopped abruptly, and Sui Yi heard her take a few heavy breaths on the other end of the phone, and then said, "I'll hang up first."

Sui Yi raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, feeling a little pain in the soreness, he subconsciously opened the favorites on his phone, took a deep breath, and clicked on the video favorites on the top.

A video shot directly on an electronic screen with a mobile phone and with poor radio becomes a full screen.

Bai Yan, who has no dermabrasion, said bluntly to the camera: "Please let me be your only one."

Yu Guangli Sui Yi saw himself in the mirror twitching the corners of his mouth, smiling inexplicably.

He moved his fingers and played it again.

When Xiao Chen opened the door with his coat, Bai Yan shouted the slogan exactly ten times, turned his head to the side, and turned off the screen of his mobile phone skillfully.

"Follow the boss, the director gave the process for tomorrow, are you still going through it now? Tomorrow is the same, but tomorrow you may have to read the March script."

Bai Yan's tone of speaking to her made her uncomfortable, with an expression of not knowing her.

Sui Yi scribbled and said, "Whatever."

Xiao Chen rarely sees him like this. Whether it's all night filming or staying up late to record songs, Sui Yi hardly ever looks discouraged. In the camera and behind the scenes, he seems to have a thread that will never loosen on his head. He couldn't help but ask, "Boss, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Sui Yi burst out laughing, feeling a kind of emotional indulgence.

"Do you still watch it?" Xiao Chen shook the things in his hand, "There will be an interview at ten o'clock in a while."

Seeing how nervous she was, Sui Yi couldn't bear it, and said, "Let's go, rest early in the evening."

The problem of post-picking of the show is very common. Sui Yi almost didn't think about it, and ended early with half the effort.

The executive director put away the small props used for the interview, and followed Yi with sincerity to thank him.

Xiao Chen smiled and picked up Suiyi's bag, ready to call it a day.

"Wait for me in the car." Suiyi said suddenly, "I'll go over in a while."

Xiao Chen's happy and busy hands were in the air, and after thinking for a while, he left with heavy steps.

Sui Yi felt that his eyes were sore to death, the pain from being exposed to the strong light for a long time, and the tiredness that he had not slept for for several nights.

He really wanted to meet Bai Yan, although they had only met a few hours ago, but he still thought so.

The practice room of the vocal group was still lit, the monitoring route was stuck in the crack of the door, and two or three pipes made of black rubber went to the room.

He felt that he was absurd and irrational, but the idea of ​​wanting to see Bai Yan was like a seed that fell into the fertile soil. As soon as it was thrown into it, new buds sprung up frantically, and the branches and leaves grew one after another. It was hard to breathe in his throat.

Sui Yi opened the door, and the practice room was empty. There was a makeshift dressing room at the foot of the wall, and the heavy curtains swayed.

He hesitated for a few seconds, a little exhausted, and prepared to close the door.

The wine-red curtain of the temporary dressing room moved, and a hand stretched out to lift the curtain.

Bai Yan sat on the ground against the wall, looking at him like a sleepwalker, his expression numb.

Sui Yi's heart beat violently, like a customer who scratched a lucky number in a lottery shop, excitedly and hard to confirm the truth: "Why are you here?"

"...The dormitory is very noisy." Bai Yan didn't seem to wake up, like every time he was hiding in the practice room and was caught by the screenwriter.

Sui Yi felt her palms start to heat up, but her mind was numb.

Bai Yan looked at him in confusion, struggling to open his eyes completely, staring at Sui Yi without speaking.

Sui Yi felt that the big wish in her heart suddenly flourished like a big tree in the sky, and she saw her eyes gradually change from the practice mirror.

He pushed open the door and walked in, took off his brand-sponsored jacket, restrained the undulating waves in his heart, walked steadily to the surveillance camera, and snapped to change the camera.

Bai Yan was a little sober, but remained silent.

"Bai Yan." Sui Yi walked straight to him and sat down, her voice very low.

He pushed Bai Yan between his body and the wall, with a desperate willfulness.

Bai Yan smelled a distant but familiar smell, and his mind leaned back a little blankly.

"Is it okay to hug?" Suiyi said, with a slightly aggrieved tone, and lowered his head to look into Bai Yan's eyes.

Bai Yan was silent for a while, and then said calmly, "what's the matter with you, what happened?"

Sui Yi felt like she had hit a wall abruptly, her expression was a little ugly, she sat silently for a while, with one hand on the ground trying to stand up.

"Hold me." Bai Yan said suddenly, with a tone that looked like death.

Sui Yi's half-strength was relieved, and he felt like he was about to die. He leaned towards Bai Yan, not so much to hold a person as to press him, his chin pressed hard against Bai Yan's shoulder.

Bai Yan was dazzled and smiled bitterly.

Sui Yi leaned silently for a while, turned her head to take a breath, and pressed her lips to Bai Yan's neck.

Bai Yan felt another drumbeat in his heart, and silently allowed him to wrap himself around like a giant dog.

Sui Yi fell into the air of comfort, and for a while she actually felt like she was in a dream, until a crisp shout broke the dream: "Mr. Bai!"

Bai Yan, who was innocently used as a pillow, was stiff all over. After a long pause, he remembered to push Sui Yi away from him, and opened a corner of the dressing room in a panic.

"Mr. Bai?" Gu Dong put on a new pair of black-rimmed glasses and stood at the entrance of the practice room.

Bai Yan only felt terrified, and kicked Suiyi with his foot, pushing the person to a deeper corner.

Sui Yi glanced at Bai Yan's feet that only wore socks, and suddenly had a long-lost feeling, she obediently slid into the corner for a while, put away her long legs, and hid herself tightly.

"Are you changing your clothes?" Gu Dong looked at Bai Yan carefully and felt that his face was very strange.

Bai Yan tightened the curtain and walked quickly to Gu Dong: "What's wrong?"

Gudong looked at him for a while before he said, "I want to tell you about the arrangements in the future."

"Okay." Bai Yan agreed simply, "Let's go to the restaurant and talk."

"Ah?" Gu Dong was stunned, "It's alright if you don't stay here."

"Let's go, let's go." Bai Yan reached out and patted her shoulder, making a gesture to send people out.

Gu Dong was pushed and turned around, his eyes widened: "Hey! Whose coat is this?"

"...I don't know." The hairs on Bai Yan's body stood up, and he turned his head uncomfortably and saw the coat hanging on the surveillance camera.

Gudong stood still and straightened his glasses: "This is with the instructor, right? I wore it during the recording just now."

Bai Yan swallowed and said nothing.

Gu Dong looked seriously for a while, then waved to Bai Yan: "Bai, come here."

"What's the matter?" Bai Yan asked pretending to be calm, out of the corner of his eye glanced at the unmoving dressing room: "Let's go!"

"Go over and take Suiyi's coat." Gu Dong's tone became very urgent, and he called out Suiyi's name directly.

Bai Yan paused and looked at Gu Dong incomprehensibly.

"Get it!" Gu Dong frowned, "Just pick it up and walk towards me."

Bai Yan's scalp was numb, so he had no choice but to walk over to pick up his coat, which was so thin that he could hardly notice the weight.

Gudong quickly took out his phone from his butt pocket, took a few pictures of Bai Yan holding his coat while walking forward, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay."

"What are you doing?" Bai Yan threw his coat back like some hot yam.

"I've thought of a new way!" Gu Dong's expression was firm, "One of a hundred xipi can be Yi Shengqing's Yi, or Sui Yi's Yi."

Bai Yan looked at her in shock.

"I'm the host, I'll change it directly!" Gudong nodded to himself, and opened the slightly blurred photo just now. Although it was not clear, it could be seen that Bai Yan was sponsoring Suiyi from the brand. coat.

"Mr. Bai, wait a minute, I'll post a post." Gudong put the notebook in the creaking nest and opened the forum very skillfully.

Bai Yan's face was expressionless, and his heart was so anxious that he saw the title that Gu Dong quickly knocked down in his eyes - "[eat melon] Is teacher and student in love, quickly bet on Yi Bai! ".

Gu Dong pressed the send button with a red face, and then met Bai Yan's complicated eyes, and suddenly smiled: "It's okay, it's all fake! Don't be nervous! Everyone knows it's fake, but just have fun. !"

then listen to you