Saying this in front of 10,000 people is like slapping Bai Lian severely.

Bai Lian looked at Lin Zijin in disbelief, and then his eye sockets were suddenly filled with mist.He raised his hand in a panic and wiped his eyes, as if he wanted to wipe away the tears, but he didn't expect the tears to slide down his cheeks uncontrollably.

"I didn't say these things against you today," Lin Zijin said lightly, "I hope that the program group will select excellent idols who are capable and responsible, and who can hold up a stage by themselves, instead of just thinking about themselves or not.Selfish man of the team."

The host stepped up at the right time, interrupting the embarrassing scene in front of him.Cheng Shu heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly followed his guidance to step off the stage.

Unworthy, incompetent, selfish...

These words were all Bai Lian had never heard in the past so many years, and they hit him head and face all at once, which made him shocked and collapsed.

After the collapse and shock, there was deep hatred.

Although he has a bad personality, he is also aware of current affairs and knows that he cannot quarrel with Lin Zijin.

These fans of mine can be seen among the draft trainees, but they can't beat Lin Zijin's accumulation in the circle for so many years.He is sure that if his fans want to tear Lin Zijin apart, they will be criticized badly by the other side.

But the anger was suffocated in his heart and there was no way to vent it, which made him feel aggrieved and irritable, and frantically wanted to find a place to vent it.

The music on the stage sounded again, making him more and more annoyed, and he slammed a cup in the lounge to the ground.

The cup was a glass, and the glass shards splashed everywhere in an instant, scaring the trainees around to run away, for fear of being offended by him.

Feng Wei had already seen him upset, and said "tsk", "Are you okay? Why are you getting angry at the cup?"

Bai Lian raised his head abruptly, staring straight at him with a pair of eyes that were reddened by unwillingness.

"You're not happy anymore, are you?" Feng Wei raised his eyebrows, "Who said before coming to the stage that it was for the future of the whole group, so don't hold anyone back? Who is it?"

Bai Lian was so angry that his lips trembled, and the hand hanging by his side clenched his trousers uncontrollably: "You..."

He turned his head and looked at the trainees beside him, expecting them to stand up and speak for him like before, and teach this little character who didn't know what to do.

But others avoided his gaze one after another, or looked at the ceiling, or lowered their heads to study the patterns on the ground, and no one looked at Bai Lian.

They are not stupid.

It was true that there was no problem with the stage before, but now the problem with the stage was pointed out in the words of the instructor, saying that they can no longer continue to be stupid.

Anyone can see that Bai Lian is indeed most responsible for the stage problems this time.If they turn to Bai Lian again, wouldn't they just be sold and paid for?

Cheng Shu sighed.

He really didn't want to fight over such unnecessary things.

As the saying goes, whoever hits the head with a gun will be unlucky. Hasn't this person in front of you explained this truth well?

"Forget it," Cheng Shu said softly, "Don't quarrel with him, he..."

Bai Lian clearly didn't hear what Cheng Shu said, but seemed to see his lips moving, and suddenly burst out: "You are very proud, aren't you? That's right, you are right, this stage is not good, it defeated meYou're proud, aren't you?"

Cheng Shu was caught off guard by his suddenly raised voice, and looked at Bai Lian in a daze.

Bai Lian stepped forward in two or three steps, and grabbed his collar suddenly: "What the hell do you have to be proud of?"

Cheng Shu frowned slightly: "I'm not proud."

"You are not proud?"

Bai Lian reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips, showing a somewhat forced smile: "Aren't you just waiting for me to make a fool of yourself? Now that I've made a fool of myself, everyone in the audience heard the instructor say that I'm not qualified for the C position, so it's better to sing with youHi, are you satisfied?"

Cheng Shu saw the madness and paranoia in his eyes, and chose to close the microphone very wisely.

The premise of communication is that the person being communicated is willing to calm down and speak instead of going crazy like Bai Lian.

Such a lunatic has nothing to communicate with.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Cheng Shu's eyes.

He felt that he was really unlucky. He obviously didn't want to be too high-profile and just wanted to leave quickly, but he didn't expect that even the stage with a corner this time would be picked out and compared with the C position.

How strange.

Is it really so popular?Why didn't he notice it before wearing the book?

"What are you meddling in?" Bai Lian stared at him intently, "Do I want you to sing harmony for me? What are you talking about?"

"I'm not......"

Cheng Shu sighed softly, feeling that he was really wronged: "Do you believe it or not."

The coldness on Bai Lian's face became even worse, and he suddenly let go of his hand.

Cheng Shu's collar was originally held in his hands, but he suddenly lost his strength. Cheng Shu was unprepared, and suddenly stepped back a few steps, hitting the corner of the table hard with his waist.

"Bang", it hurts to hear it.

Cheng Shu felt as if his waist was about to break.

He grunted in pain, his eyes suddenly went dark, and before he recovered, he heard an urgent voice from his side: "Bai Lian, why are you beating someone!"

The members of Group B1 left the stage after their performance, and just at this juncture, they pushed open the door of the lounge.

Qu Junming couldn't tell whether he was more shocked or angry, pointing at Bai Lian, he was speechless: "You, how could you..."

Bai Lian raised his eyebrows: "He provoked me first."

Lu Zhenliu took Cheng Shu's arm and frowned: "Are you all right? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Cheng Shu shook his head.

His forehead was covered with fine sweat, all from the pain just now.

"What are you pretending to do?" Bai Lian sneered, "It's just a bump."

Qu Junming was about to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Zhenliu.

"You said he provoked you, right?" Lu Zhenliu stood in front of Cheng Shu, "Why did he provoke you?"

"he......"

Bai Lian glanced around subconsciously, but found that he was still alone and helpless.

Some other people he made friends with were in group B2, including several colleagues who came out of "Deep Realm" together.But now that group B2 is performing on stage, there is still no one who can help him.

"Lu Zhenliu, you..."

He subconsciously wanted to question Lu Zhenliu, but he suddenly remembered——

Now Lu Zhenliu is no longer the dog who followed behind him and obeyed him.

Thinking of this, Bai Lian felt more and more aggrieved, his eyes clouded with mist: "I'm clearly in position C, but he's playing himself up and stealing my limelight, isn't he provoking me?"

"Add drama to yourself?"

Lu Zhenliu sneered: "It would be even more embarrassing if you broke your voice on the stage. Others repay their grievances with kindness and are willing to sing harmony to help you. You still feel wronged, don't you?"

"I didn't ask him to sing!"

Bai Lian's voice was almost trembling: "You are a moral kidnapping!"

...Is this how moral kidnapping is used?

Cheng Shu gave him a sympathetic look.

The author of this fanart seems to only remember to give the protagonist a golden finger, but completely forgot to add some IQ to him.

"And I also agree with the instructor's opinion," Lu Zhenliu said, "He is right in his evaluation. You can't afford the responsibility of the C position. It's better not to delay everyone next time."

If it was said that Bai Lian was crying fake before, then what Lu Zhenliu said this time seemed to really hurt his heart.

Bai Lian whimpered, and tears fell from his eyes as if a bank had burst.

As he choked up, he said loudly to prove something: "My position C was chosen! It was chosen by the chosen one!"

Qu Junming looked at his childish posture, coughed lightly, and said in embarrassment: "But, there are 15 people in your team. Excluding you and Brother Shu, there are 13 left. Among these 13 people, 11 are with you."You have a very good relationship, how can you say that you were selected..."

"Yeah, it's a small group," Song Zhuo added blankly, "Elected by a small group, is it also called selection?"

After being told the truth by the two of them, the atmosphere in the room was tense for a while, and finally the staff came to relieve them: "Group B2 has finished its performance, you guys are going to go back to the stage to listen to the vote count."

Bai Lian stopped her tears suddenly, raised her chin, and resumed her previous haughty expression.

His eyes, which were red like a rabbit, scanned the several people in front of him one by one, then turned and walked out of the lounge.

"Tsk, who is it, dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know good people," Qu Junming cursed, and returned to Cheng Shu, "Captain, the one you fell just now looked too painful, are you okay?"

Cheng Shu shook his head, and was about to say go back to the stage together, but someone grabbed his arm.

"Wait a minute," Lu Zhenliu's voice sounded from his ear, "you go first, we will be there in a while."

Qu Junming did not suspect him, and walked out the door with Song Zhuo and other trainees.

Cheng Shu was a little puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

"Where did you fall just now?"

Lu Zhenliu still held his arm firmly, and said concisely: "Let me take a look at the clothes."

Cheng Shu raised his eyebrows and said, "No need, it's really fine, don't read it."

"no."

Lu Zhenliu rejected him unceremoniously: "You said the same thing last time when you were allergic to fruit juice. I don't believe it at all."

His expression was too candid, it seemed to be a very normal request between good brothers, and Cheng Shu felt that he seemed to be thinking too much, and his thoughts were really dirty/complicated.

"Mr. Xiaolu, no matter how you say it, I'm a few years older than you." Cheng Shu's face fell, and he had no choice but to use his age to suppress others. "Do you ever talk to your brother like this?"

Lu Zhenliu was silent for a while, then laughed like a "poof".

He seemed to be getting closer, and his voice was pressed against the side of Cheng Shu's neck, making his body numb for no reason.

"But my brother doesn't know how to take care of himself," Lu Zhenliu said, "Isn't it? Brother?"

The author has something to say:

Before knowing the identity, Xiaolu: It’s okay to be friends, but we don’t know each other well

After knowing the identity, Xiaolu: brother is long and brother is short, and under the bed is called the captain on the bed (beep——)