The final results are published.Jiang Yao's votes sprinted to second place in one fell swoop.

All cheers!

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Qing, a temporary teammate on the same stage, also won 18.72 million votes with this performance.Promoted to No. 11.

When the results were announced, amid the cheers of the audience and the envious and longing eyes of the trainees, Zhang Qing showed a complex expression that was difficult to describe.

He turned his head slightly, looking at Qian Youyou who was surrounded by more trainees celebrating.

I didn't know what to think for a while.

This round of performances, the third rating.

Zhang Qing and Qian Youyou were both promoted to A.Become a classmate again.

As for Erkai, it stays at D.

Talent determines that it is difficult for him to go further, but barely stay on the edge of the cliff, not to be eliminated.

The recording of the performance ended, and the audience left one after another.

The program team arranged simultaneous interviews in the background to shoot materials for the preview of the next program.

As the most eye-catching new star in this performance, Jiang Yao naturally became the focus of attention.

The interviewer holds a microphone and asks most of the usual questions.What is your mood at this time, whether you came prepared or unexpected.

Jiang Yao's only serious answer was "Why did you want to be No. 2 instead of No. 1 last time?"

"It's really a pity!" The interviewer showed regret, "There are more than three million votes to rush to the first place!"

"It's not a pity." Qian Youyou tilted his head slightly, as if he was thinking, but also as if he was listening to the secret words from somewhere.

"My goal was to finish second."

"Because I admire Yuan Luan very much. Yuan Luan ranked second last year."

Yuan Luan?

The interviewer didn't expect to hear this name here, her eyes lit up, and she became interested all of a sudden.

The topic turned to Yuan Luan.

However, this interviewer did not participate in the recording last year, and Jiang Yao could not get any clues from her.

"Ask the program team, can he be invited to this year's finals?"

"Say you'd love to meet him in person. Ask him for an autograph."

Jiang Yao repeated these words.

"Hey~ Good idea." The interviewer covered his mouth and smiled, "Maybe the program team will listen to your opinion."

...

After the interview, the program team arranged a bus to send the trainees back to the dormitory.

After the announcement of the votes for this performance, many trainees were eliminated.

Jiang Yao got on the bus and noticed that there were a few fewer buses in the parking lot than when he came.

"I hope they get home safely."

The person in my heart sighed.

Jiang Yao blinked slowly.

——Early before the recording of the performance was over and before he was interviewed as Qian Youyou, Jiang Yao had already found an opportunity to contact Qin Wuwei, so that Qin Wuwei could pay attention to the whereabouts of these eliminated trainees.

The reply received by the mobile terminal is: OK.

Jiang Yao asked about the recent situation of the trainees eliminated in the previous rounds, and a short sentence was displayed on the mobile terminal:

"They're safe."

Concise and concise.

Jiang Yao stared at the mobile terminal and took a deep look.

This puts away the terminal.

"Qin Wuwei has been busy lately."

The bus was driving slowly on the sparsely populated road.The road is smooth and not bumpy at all.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and many trainees were so tired that they fell asleep in the car.There were low breathing sounds in the carriage one after another, as if they had strayed into a lair hiding a nest of small beast cubs.

Jiang Yao turned his head and looked at the car window.

His slightly pale face was reflected in the window glass.

"Tired?"

the person in my heart asked.

Jiang Yao shook his head.

After thinking about it, he nodded again.

The body is not tired, but the feeling of hunger and anxiety surges up again.

There are limited opportunities to explore the performance stage. He just took advantage of the short half hour before going on stage to "backtrack" many surrounding areas.

The body consumes a lot.

And this kind of consumption cannot be supplemented by ordinary food.

Hunger, anxiety, completely suppressed by willpower.

If it weren't for the low amount of pollutants on Zhang Qing's body, Jiang Yao would have wanted to catch Zhang Qing and have another supper.

That's how they've been getting along lately.

The "seeds" of pollutants remained on Zhang Qing's body, and they would reproduce on their own if left alone.The speed of reproduction depends on Zhang Qing's mood.

If Zhang Qing is in a good mood and has a positive attitude, then the pollutants will multiply slowly.

If Zhang Qing gritted his teeth and envied and hated, the pollutants would grow like fertilizer.

In this case, the high concentration of pollutants will also pull Zhang Qing further into the dark abyss.

So Jiang Yao would go to eat supper regularly.

After the lights were turned off in the dead of night, Jiang Yao used "reorganization" to sneak into Zhang Qing's dormitory.

Jiang Yao's absorption ability has become stronger now.The pollutants on the opponent's body can also be absorbed through the bed board.

So almost every night, Jiang Yao would sneak into Zhang Qing's dormitory and stick it under his bed...to eat supper.

From Zhang Qing's point of view, this scene is very scary, but it is really good for him.

After the pollution level decreased, Zhang Qing even relaxed his breathing in sleep.

It is conceivable that if the pollution is still so high, his dreams should be gloomy and depressing.

Apart from Zhang Qing, the other trainees also showed varying degrees of pollution.

Probably because the program schedule is approaching the second half, and everyone's pressure is increasing.Under high pressure, exhaustion and negative emotions, a little pollutant can quickly burn through the body like a tinder.

Jiang Yao doesn't have so much time and energy, he pays attention to everyone like he pays attention to Zhang Qing.Therefore, whenever he finds pollutants on other people, he will directly swallow them all.

The other party will usually lighten up and suddenly see the light.

And Jiang Yao ate very happily.

The bus drove steadily and slowly for half an hour, and everyone finally returned to the dormitory.

I thought that everyone was exhausted and would go straight back to the dormitory, but didn't expect this group of young people to recover amazingly. They just slept on the bus for half an hour, and now they are already full of energy.

Jiang Yao yawned, touched the backs of the rows of seats, and slowly got out of the car.

Sleepy.

However, as soon as he got out of the car, he felt someone coming straight towards him.

Jiang Yao turned around.

It's Erkai.

"Wow!"

Erkai sneaked over at first, and wanted to pat him on the shoulder to scare him, but Jiang Yao's senses were so sensitive, he turned his head, and Erkai was caught off guard when he was about to reach out his hand.Instead, he was taken aback.

"Scared me to death, scared me to death..." Erkai patted his chest one after another to calm his frightened little heart.

Jiang Yao: "..."

"Eighteen years old..."

There was also a little smile in the voice in my heart.

"It's not big."

Jiang Yao turned around and looked at Erkai seriously.

He nodded in agreement.

Erkai just passed his 18th birthday, even among the group of trainees in all teen idols, he is still the youngest.

Simple and innocent, lively and cheerful.It looks like it was raised and cared for by the family.

According to Erkai himself, he just took the art test this year, and his results were not very satisfactory.

It has always been his dream to become an idol as a trainee.So after failing the exam, he seriously discussed it with his family.Parents considered for a long time, finally agreed to his choice.

After all, it is his own life.

Therefore, Erkai is probably the happiest and least stress-free of this group of trainees.

The surrounding figures shake.The recovered trainees got out of the car one after another, walked past the two of them and walked into the dormitory.While talking and laughing, they were still reminiscing about the excitement of the performance just now.

Jiang Yao looked at Erkai with a questioning gaze, and saw Erkai reached out his hand and warmly put his arms around his shoulders, and turned his head with a smile while walking towards the dormitory building:

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

……Telephone?

Jiang Yao froze for a moment.

Shake your head.

He didn't bring his cell phone.

... There is no one in Jiang Yao's mobile phone who will call him.

Before contacting the management bureau, Jiang Yao's social interaction was almost zero.

Growing up, he had few people he could call "friends".This is not because his parents are overprotective of him, but because of his severe communication and understanding barriers, which prevent him from communicating with anyone.

He lived in that impenetrable glass enclosure for twenty years.All the outside world is a silent and distant background board for him.

Like the mountains behind the Mona Lisa.

All his attention is in the small world inside the glass case.He can't see or hear anything outside the hood.

So he has no friends.

Even the mobile phone was bought by his mother after he returned from hermitage and his autism improved significantly.

In the cell phone address book, besides the parents, there are only Wen Lingxi and other medical staff of the Mental Health Center.

His short life seems to be composed of home and hospital.

Fortunately, that was enough for an autistic person like him.

Even now, after joining the administration, have met many new friends, but everyone still communicates through mobile terminals.

The mobile terminal is guaranteed to have a strong signal anywhere through a special communication network.Very useful as a communication tool.

Therefore, Jiang Yao has not seen his mobile phone screen lit up by the caller ID for a long time.

Of course, don't have the habit of carrying mobile phone with me.

Knowing that Jiang Yao, as a young man, does not have mobile phone addiction, Erkai opened his eyes wide and exaggeratedly shouted: "Wow, you are amazing! I can't do it, I will explode automatically after being separated from the mobile phone for more than five minutes."...Then what do you do in your free time? You don't play with your mobile phone, and you don't play ball... Could it be that you are a quiet and handsome man who likes to read books? Hahaha, indeed, you look very quiet!"

Jiang Yao: "..."

There is an advantage to chatting with Erkai.

That is, you don't have to answer the phone at all.Even if you don't answer a word, Erkai will continue chatting alone.

Just nod your head now and then to show that you're listening.

Jiang Yao kept nodding his head every three seconds.Erkai hooked up with him, and they walked up to the dormitory on the third floor side by side.

Along the way, Erkai kept talking like a broken barrage machine, but Jiang Yao was fine, but the person in his heart couldn't help it.

"...Ask him what he's here for."

Helpless tone.

"It's already one o'clock in the morning, so you don't want to follow up with you in the dormitory to talk at night?"

Jiang Yao stopped in front of the dormitory door.Turning his head, he looked at Erkai with a questioning gaze.

Erkai watched him take out the key, as if he suddenly remembered something, slapped his head, and said: "Oh, I forgot! I can't stop talking...I'm here to call you for supper!"

Supper?

Jiang Yao showed a puzzled expression.

Erkai smiled, pulled Jiang Yao aside mysteriously, and said in a low voice, "Eating fat-reducing meals every day makes me almost throw up... I made an appointment with a few friends to have a celebration banquet today, after all, we succeededI stayed! I wanted to call you in advance, but I didn't expect you to not answer... Let's go and have supper!"

"We still have supper at this point..."

The person in my heart smiled helplessly.

"It's young people after all."

Jiang Yaoan stood quietly, his crow's eyelashes blinking slowly.Do not answer.

Erkai saw that he hesitated, thought for a while, and said, "It's a hot pot! If you are afraid that the heat is too high, you can eat a clear soup pot!"

hot pot?

Jiang Yao's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"... let's go."

The person in my heart also brought a little smile.

"I've been working hard recently, it's time to reward myself."

Jiang Yao: "...Gudong."

He swallowed heavily.

"...restraint."

The voice in my heart was already trying to hold back the laughter.

"Don't forget, you still have the burden of being an idol."

...

Just when Jiang Yao nodded, Erkai happily dragged him into the restaurant.

The camera in the corner rotated accordingly, and the adjusted angle accurately captured Jiang Yao's back.

On the other side of the screen.

In a dark and retro castle-like classical living room.

There is a faint mist in the forest.The moonlight was cold, and the gloom was not weakened even by the crackling fire of the fireplace logs.

On the huge screen that is slightly inconsistent with the retro decoration, a table of young people sits around the stove, talking and laughing loudly, waiting for the hot pot to boil.

And the camera focused and zoomed in, and the person in the close-up shot was staring straight at the hot pot boiling in red oil.

The spicy pot is not boiling yet, so it can't be eaten yet.He dipped the tip of his chopsticks into the seasoning dish and put it in his mouth to suck it.

The tip of the little tongue licked and licked.like a kitten.

"I didn't expect him to agree. I thought he was the type of person who didn't like to socialize."

On one side of the sofa, a man in a tuxedo is relaxed and playful.His hair was silver and white, and he was old.A goblet was held between his fingers, and the crystal clear wine swayed slowly, evenly and beautifully hanging on the wall of the cup.

Although older, but more elegant.

Quite an old-school capitalist temperament.

Strangely, a pair of dark red leather shoes on his feet had a strange texture, not like cowhide or crocodile leather.

It looks amazingly soft.

"No, you are wrong."

On the other side of the sofa, in the shadows where even the moonlight cannot shine.The man in the suit had a smile on his lips, and tapped his knuckles on the armrest of the sofa with his slender and beautiful fingers.

As if suppressing a certain emotion, a certain anxiety.

"He's just..." The man in the suit said with a slight smile, rising from the darkness hoarsely, "He just likes spicy food very much. Can't you imagine it? His stomach is not very good, but he really likes it. EvenJust thinking about it makes my mouth water.”

When the man in the suit said this, his tone could even be said to be gentle.

This makes old-school capitalists feel a little puzzled.

However, guessing the motives of the other party's behavior is not friendly behavior.

"It's not good for his health." The old-school capitalist just shrugged.Did not follow up.

The man in the suit stopped talking.The old-school capitalist took a sip of his wine, then glanced at the young man eating hot pot on the screen.

Smiling and shaking his head.

"Thank you this time, Mr. Lu. If you hadn't reminded me, I really wouldn't have noticed such an ordinary face..."

The corner of the old-school capitalist's lips curled up, and his smile deepened, "The truth is that he is such a beautiful boy."

"Only this kind of excellent appearance is worthy of 'her', isn't it?" The man in the suit glanced over with a smile, and if there was any deep meaning, "...just like Yuan Luan."

Hearing Yuan Luan's name, the old-school capitalist was slightly taken aback.

After a while, as if remembering something, he rubbed his forehead with a smile.

"Yes, Yuan Luan... the executor who almost ruined our event."

Although the old-school capitalist still had a smile on his face, there was a hint of gnashing of teeth in his tone.

However, the upbringing brought about by years of pampering and pampering made him immediately regain his composure.

He turned his head and solemnly thanked the man sitting in the shadows.

"Please be sure to attend this year's dinner party."

The tuxedo capitalist nods politely,

"This year, 'she' is close to maturity. As long as this batch of fresh goods is sent over..."

In the darkness, there was no echo.

The tuxedo capitalist asked suspiciously: "Mr. Lu?"

After a long time, the man smiled lowly.

"Okay, I'll come."

"—if the dinner takes place as scheduled."