The fishing beauty became popular after tearing up the script of the vase

Chapter 39

Cheng Zhi hadn't been immersed in his depressed mood for a long time, when he pushed open the door of the dormitory, he was forcefully dragged out by his teammates.

In the dormitory, Le Zhu and Lu Yinbai were happily putting together two tables, while Shen You was arranging chairs.

Cheng Zhi frowned, "What are you guys doing?"

Le Zhu pushed the table and replied Cheng Zhi's words, "Yi Gong performed so well, so of course we have to celebrate."

"celebrate?"

Before Cheng Zhi could get the answer, he saw a pair of slender white hands holding a mobile phone in front of him, "What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Zhi looked at the mobile phone Jiang Shi handed over, showing a wide variety of barbecues and snacks, and was wondering, when he heard Jiang Shi explain to him.

"It's like this. The staff told us that everyone worked hard after the performance. We won't train tonight. Let us stay in the dormitory to rest. Tomorrow we will organize the players to go to the physical examination, and then the day after tomorrow we will announce the results before the first elimination. ranking."

After listening to Jiang Shi's speech, Cheng Zhi was still a little confused.

He has gone through the process of physical examination before, and usually before the first elimination, he will organize everyone to go to an outside hospital for physical examination.

The purpose is to ensure that the players who stay will not be affected by minor injuries and illnesses in the subsequent training.There are also contestants who are guaranteed to be eliminated. They may have some minor problems in the previous training, and they have not been treated in time, and they will blame the program group.

But what puzzled him was the barbecue on the phone that Jiang Shi handed over.

"The program group allows us to order takeaway?"

Jiang Shi took back the phone and said flatly, "It's not allowed."

"Then you still..."

Lu Yinbai came over and explained to Cheng Zhi: "You may not know the level of your previous training. You can climb over the back door of the training camp to get takeout. There are security patrols, but we ordered barbecue before and haven't been caught yet. But, it should be fine this time."

After listening, Cheng Zhi shook his head, "I don't want to eat, you can order."

Then, under the howling of his teammates, he took the clothes into the bathroom.

"I'm going to take a shower first, and I'll talk after I take a shower."

Then the bathroom door was pulled shut with a "snap".

It's July now, but Cheng Zhi still shivered when the cold water rushed over him.

After taking a cold shower, Cheng Zhi's mind cleared up a lot. He put on a short sleeve and wiped the water droplets on the mirror.

In the mirror, the makeup requested by Tina has been removed by Cheng Zhi himself, and his face is still stained with water after taking a shower, making him look a bit dazed.

Cheng Zhi wiped his face casually, his face was a little cold after taking a cold shower, he turned his head to look at Song Baiyi's shirt that he had just thrown into the basin.

Cheng Zhi didn't know what he was thinking, so like a ghost, he picked up a corner of the shirt and put it to his nose and sniffed it gently, trying to smell some of Song Baiyi's previous scent on it.

However, Song Baiyi probably hasn't worn this dress for a while, and it's highly unlikely that Cheng Zhi could smell something fancy on it.

Cheng Zhi realized what he was doing when the faint smell of sweat on his clothes and his own body wash entered Cheng Zhi's nose.

Once he reacted, Cheng Zhi felt that his cheeks, which were a little cold from taking a cold shower just now, instantly heated up.

He rubbed his hair, put the clothes back into the basin, poured the laundry detergent, turned on the water, and began to rub the clothes. The movements were done in one go. There was no one around him, but he still couldn't hide his panic.

Cheng Zhi scolded himself softly, "What are you thinking..."

Cheng Zhi washed Song Baiyi's shirt for 10 minutes, afraid that he would not clean it.

After rubbing back and forth several times to make sure that every piece of fabric of the clothes was clean, he wrung out the clothes and put them in the basin, and opened the door of the bathroom to dry the clothes.

Outside the door, his teammates put their heads together to study what to eat later.

Cheng Zhi walked to the balcony with the hanger in his hand without looking sideways, and after carefully drying Song Baiyi's clothes, he leaned against the railing, not going out in a hurry.

It feels good to be blown by the wind at night in summer, but there is still a stuffy feeling in the air, which makes Cheng Zhi feel that there is a thick and sticky feeling in the air.

Cheng Zhi rubbed his chest, he didn't know whether it was because of the environment or too many messy thoughts today, which made him flustered.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, Cheng Zhi could see that his teammates were very happy, but he didn't know what they were discussing lively.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that it was the same at the door of the mentor's lounge just now.

Inside and outside the window, one is lively and the other is quiet, like a world away.

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Zhi pushed open the French window.

"If you want to eat barbecue, can you help me order the squid on the iron plate?"

"Xiao Song, have another drink?"

At the dinner table, the director sat next to Song Baiyi, wanting to continue pouring him a glass of wine.

Song Baiyi pushed the director's hand away, and refused very bluntly, "Thank you, I won't drink."

"Where are you now..." the director complained, pouring himself a glass of white.

Song Baiyi's eyes sank, he looked at the ice cubes in his glass, and said, "You can't drink well."

In fact, Song Baiyi has a good capacity for alcohol. Before, he drank red and white together, and after filling a table with people, he was able to get off the table safely.

But now, he looked up at the people on the table, and they all clinked glasses excitedly, as if the filming of the show was about to end.

The spirits of the other tutors were so high one by one that they all fell down at that time, and there must be one who was not drunk.

Song Baiyi was not in the mood tonight, so he naturally became the most sober one at the dinner table.

The corner of the dining table was very quiet, and no one came to disturb Song Baiyi. He closed his eyes, and the scene of Cheng Zhi on the stage today flashed through his mind.

Cheng Zhi was wearing Song Baiyi's shirt, and as his movements widened, the waistline blocked by the shirt loomed.

The light swirled and hit Cheng Zhi's exposed skin.

The exposed areas are very white.

Still very thin.

...

That mole... I don't know what it feels like to touch it.

Song Baiyi poured a glass of ice water into his glass expressionlessly.

Next time let the program team set up some clothes that are not easy to reveal the waist.

Children's resistance is not good. If they catch a cold because they don't wear enough clothes, it will be bad for their health.

After the cold feeling poured into his throat, Song Baiyi felt much better.

Just when I was about to pour myself another glass, I saw the director coming over with a glass.

Song Baiyi frowned slightly, "Didn't I say I won't drink?"

"I didn't let you drink it." After saying that, the director clinked a glass with the empty glass in Song Baiyi's hand after filling himself up.

After the touch, the director said slowly, "Xiao Song, do you have any contestants you are satisfied with after the show has been filmed?"

After Song Baiyi heard the director's words, Cheng Zhi's face flashed in his mind.

But Song Baiyi didn't show anything, after filling his glass with ice water and taking a sip, there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

The director was also frank, "Tina asked me to ask."

Not far away, Tina, who heard that she had been sold, was preparing to grab the director back with all her teeth and claws, when she heard Song Baiyi's answer.

"Well, yes."

This sound immediately pushed Tina back, she held her breath, and tried her best to hear Song Baiyi's next words clearly.

The director knew very well how high-minded Song Baiyi was. When Tina called him to ask Song Baiyi a question, he didn't expect anything useful from Song Baiyi's mouth.

He was shocked and said: "Which player? If even you are satisfied, then the ranking should not be bad."

Song Baiyi coughed twice, and automatically avoided the director's question, "What's the use of being satisfied? If the contestants want to make their debut, the audience and fans need to be satisfied."

"That's right." The director nodded in agreement with Song Baiyidu's words, and suddenly turned to the next question, "Then what do you think about Cheng Zhi?"

Song Baiyi paused for a moment while picking up the glass, his tone was still calm, "Why did you ask him all of a sudden?"

"No, just ask casually." The director raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp, "I just think that he is quite similar to you back then."

The director of Summer Miracle, everyone calls him Director Zhao, he is one of the directors who have been in the industry for the longest time, from Song Baiyi's debut in the draft to now, no matter what, he is watching Song Baiyi Step by step to the current predecessors.

I just heard Director Zhao continue to say: "Well... just like you back then, talented and hardworking, and good-looking."

Song Baiyi hummed, and silently lowered his eyes.

He really thought Cheng Zhi was good-looking.

Song Baiyi neither admitted nor denied it verbally, he followed the director's words and continued to ask: "Is there any more?"

"He usually looks like he doesn't want to die when he practices, which is the most similar to you before."

Song Baiyi glanced at the drunk Director Zhao, "What do you want to say?"

Director Zhao is a sincere person. He heard that Song Baiyi already felt that what he wanted to express was something else, and he didn't bother to go around so much with him.

"Have you ever considered, for the sake of the show, speculate on a CP with Cheng Zhi?"

The water level of the glass in Song Baiyi's hand shook slightly, and then he replied to Director Zhao's words without raising his head.

"Don't think about it, don't speculate."

Director Zhao was rejected very bluntly, so he didn't choose to back down, but instead relentlessly tried to persuade Song Baiyi.

"You have read all the topics on Weibo. I think you know how popular you and Cheng Zhi are now. I don't think you hate that kid. When the time comes, you can just follow the script and interact with each other casually." After finishing the work, it can also bring heat to the program crew and the two of you, what a great thing."

Song Baiyi's eyes sank, and he continued: "No speculation."

"Oh, but..." Director Zhao wanted to continue persuading Song Baiyi, so he watched the man put down his cup and get up.

Song Baiyi's voice was a little cold, making it difficult to understand the emotions in it.

"Cheng Zhi's traffic is based on his own efforts, what does it have to do with me? When did our show become so cold that we need to rely on CP speculation to gain popularity?"

He smiled slightly at the director, and then said goodbye to the other mentors in the box.

"Go back first, you guys play slowly."

After speaking, Song Baiyi left without looking back.

"I said, will we really not be arrested?"

At this time, Cheng Zhi was following Le Zhu, walking cautiously towards the back door of the training camp.

Le Zhu patted his chest confidently, "Don't worry, I've been here many times, as long as there's not much movement around the wall, the security guards won't find out."

Cheng Zhi looked at Le Zhu's back, feeling a little worried in his heart.

Although he looks a bit arrogant, he has no experience in this area since he was a child.The worst thing I have ever done in my life is to run away from school on a Friday afternoon, and then go to an Internet cafe to play games.

But he was very unlucky. He had just turned over from the school wall when he happened to meet the dean who was out on patrol, still carrying the schoolbag he had just thrown in his hand.

Just... a coincidence.

Since then, Cheng Zhi never climbed over the wall again.

This time it was purely on a whim.

"It's here, it's right there, go!" Le Zhu poked Cheng Zhi's shoulder, interrupting his memory.

Cheng Zhi looked at the wall that Le Zhu was pointing at. It was not too high, and there were no obstacles on it. For him, it should be easy to climb over.

He hummed, and walked towards the wall with light steps. After a little run-up, Cheng Zhi flipped over with one hand lightly.

On the other side of the wall, the delivery guy was wearing a hat, Cheng Zhi couldn't see his face clearly, took the packing bag from the guy's hand, and Cheng Zhi turned over the wall with one hand.

But this time, he held the movement in his hand, and it was inconvenient for him to do it in one step, so he could only stop on the wall for a while before jumping off.

As soon as he squatted firmly on the wall, Cheng Zhi felt a white light not far away, and at the same time, a thick male voice called.

"Hey—who's there!"

Cheng Zhi was startled, and was about to jump off the wall with the barbecue in his arms and run away, but Le Zhu yelled, "I'm sorry, security! Run—"

After Le Zhu finished speaking, the next second he ran away without a trace.

Cheng Zhi: "..."

He didn't stay still either, relying on his flexible coordination, he jumped off the wall steadily, and ran out with the barbecue in his arms.

Cheng Zhi ran all the way, and the security guard chased him all the way.

After running for about 5 minutes, Cheng Zhi stopped after making sure that the security guards would not catch up.

At this time, Cheng Zhi looked up at the surrounding scenery again, and it had changed into a look he didn't recognize.

Cheng Zhizheng held the barbecue and hesitated for a while, not knowing where to go, when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, he was so frightened that he turned around and hid the packing bag behind him.

Turning around, he saw Song Baiyi walking towards him.

Seeing that the person who came was Song Baiyi, Cheng Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, "Hello, Teacher Song."

Song Baiyi stopped in front of Cheng Zhi, looked down at the man in front of him, his face was still reddish after running, and he asked, "What are you doing outside so late?"

Cheng Zhi laughed twice, clenched the bag behind him tightly, and made a "crash" sound, completely unaware that the takeaway receipt had already fallen out with his movements.

"I... went for a walk."

Song Baiyi looked at Cheng Zhi thoughtfully, and in the next second, he bent down, picked up the small ticket that had just fallen out of Cheng Zhi's hand, and read out the notes on the small ticket word by word.

"When you get there, just stand at the back door and shout, and immediately a handsome guy in a white T-shirt and black shorts will jump over the wall to get it. Thank you for your hard work, delivery guy."

Cheng Zhi, who was in a white T-shirt and black shorts and had just climbed over the wall: "..."

Just... a coincidence.