Boy group: In order to survive, I have to open business

Yingzhi said aggressively: "Explain."

Xia Xinglang was afraid that Yingzhi would do something, so he raised his hand to cover his chest: "I don't know what to say."

Yingzhi: "It's okay, now you can talk."

Li Siyu bowed to them and left. Xia Xinglang was about to call him back, but Yingzhi grabbed his wrist. Yingzhi had no intention of letting him go: "Xiaolang, don't you want me anymore?"

"No."

"Then let's talk."

Xia Xinglang wanted to act cold and heartless, but it didn't work in front of Yingzhi now: "Brother Yingzhi, I want to form a new team."

"Ah."

Xia Xinglang: "A new team needs new teammates."

Yingzhi: “Well, then what?”

Xia Xinglang: "Then, now we need to find a youngest role."

Yingzhi: “So.”

This conversation was like an interrogation, and Xia Xinglang couldn't continue the conversation: "Brother Yingzhi, I'm sorry I didn't tell you this because I was afraid you would be sad."

Yingzhi asked him back, "Why am I sad?"

Xia Xinglang: "Brother Yingzhi, aren't you sad?"

"I am angry now!" Yingzhi said, "You said the other day that you would continue to walk with me. Were you lying to me?"

Xia Xinglang had forgotten something, and Yingzhi got even angrier when he saw him like this: "You don't remember?!"

"I remember," Xia Xinglang tried to recall. He remembered that it was the concert when Yingzhi returned after being injured. He told Yingzhi to keep going on stage. "It was the concert in June this year."

Yingzhi crossed his arms and said, "It's November now, and it's not even half a year yet."

Xia Xinglang felt that he would not be forgiven even if he knelt down to Yingzhi, so he might as well tell the truth: "Brother Yingzhi, you need to recover from your injuries, right? You were forcing yourself to come back before, so how can you continue? I am afraid that you will get hurt, and this is also a way to protect you."

Yingzhi ruffled his hair and said, "Xiaolang, you brought me onto the stage and then left... Is this considered protection? What I least want is protection. My family stopped me and said it was for my own good. You said so too, but I will dance and sing until I can't dance anymore and sing until I can't sing anymore."

At this point, Xia Xinglang also realized that he was the irresponsible person, but he still said: "Brother Yingzhi, we can't team up anymore."

"There are two reasons. First, it's Yingzhi's injury, which I just mentioned," Xia Xinglang continued. "Second, and most importantly, Yingzhi has no intention of competing with me for the center position, because everything he just said seems to be saying that Yingzhi is dancing and singing for me... What about your own feelings?"

Yingzhi: “Does it matter?”

Xia Xinglang: "It's very important to me!"

"Brother Yingzhi, you are actually the same as Donghao and Brother Xiaoyu," Xia Xinglang finally spoke out his true feelings, "You all recognize that I am the center. I used to have the desire to compete with you, but now that has faded. All performances are based on me being the center, so I am used to me being in the middle, and everyone is cooperating with me. Is this really good? Are you willing to be a supporting role forever?"

"Are the others different?" Yingzhi was silent for a while before asking.

"Seung Hyeok won't do that," Xia Xinglang said, "Even if he's not the center, he'll try every possible way to prove himself and stand out. That's how a lively, energetic, and ambitious idol should be. I want to team up with someone like that."

"..."

"Brother Yingzhi, I'm really sorry."

Yingzhi still did not give up: "As long as you have ambition, it's fine. I'll prove it to you."

"How do you prove it?" Xia Xinglang didn't expect Yingzhi to be so stubborn. "Brother Yingzhi, what are you doing?"

"To prove my ambition."

The next band came on stage, Yingzhi joined as the bassist, Xia Xinglang listened to the performance backstage. Yingzhi had a bass solo, and he played very well, almost at the level of a professional musician, worthy of being proficient in advanced instruments, but soloing is ambition, is solo dancing ambition?

Musicians and dancers, whether they are playing solo or dancing solo, are the absolute protagonists at that moment. Yingzhi can perform perfectly at that moment, and at other times he just fulfills his duties dutifully, being a good protagonist when he is the protagonist, and being a good supporting role when he is a supporting role, completing what he should do and doing his best.

After the performance, Xia Xinglang planned to leave and could only wait until the same time tomorrow to find Li Siyu, but Yingzhi still followed him.

Xia Xinglang hadn't asked Yingzhi how he found this place yet: "Why did Brother Yingzhi come here?"

Yingzhi: "You don't answer the phone or reply to the message, so I can only rely on my own way."

"In what way?"

"Hire a private investigator."

"..."

"No secret photography, don't worry."

"Why are you still following me?" Xia Xinglang walked in front, and Yingzhi chased after him, "Brother Yingzhi, aren't you going back?"

"Tomorrow is your birthday, Syaoran," Yingzhi said, "I want to be with you."

Xia Xinglang had no choice but to take Yingzhi back to the company. Their current company had not been renovated yet and was in a completely rough-out style. Yingzhi was disgusted with everything: "Why is it so bad? You might as well follow me. I can open a better company than this."

Kim Seung-hyeok and Cha Jae-hoon have been helping to sort out the company's affairs today. The company has just been registered and a decoration team will be arriving soon. During this time they will have to rent a dance studio outside.

Cha Jae-hoon was very touched when he saw Young-ji: "Young-ji, welcome, welcome!"

Jin Chengxie raised an eyebrow and asked Xia Xinglang what was going on: "Is Yingzhi going to join the team?"

Xia Xinglang couldn't make a decision. He couldn't just tell Yingzhi in front of him that he wasn't allowed in.

Yingzhi: "I didn't say I wanted to join your team."

Kim Seung Hyuk: "Then what are you doing here?"

Yingzhi looked at Xia Xinglang: "I'm here to take the little wolf away."

Xia Xinglang himself didn't know about this: "Why shouldn't I know?!"

"The team has already been torn apart," Yingzhi said, "both sides have to form a team. Since Zhang Lin and I are withdrawing, why don't Xiaolang and I form a team together?"

It was Cha Jae Hoon and Kim Seung Hyuk's turn to be dumbfounded: "What about us?"

"This is not my business." Yingzhi now distanced himself from the matter. "Think about it yourself, little wolf, follow me."

Xia Xinglang didn't move. He just looked at Yingzhi. His eyes alone told him everything. He would not go with Yingzhi.

"I'll show the little wolf that I have ambition."

Xia Xinglang: "What is Brother Yingzhi's ambition?"

Yingzhi: “You.”

Xia Xinglang: "...This doesn't count."

Yingzhi: “That means reaching the summit.”

"Which peak are you climbing to?"

"Who cares where it is?" Yingzhi became reckless due to the influence, "As long as Xiaolang is here, we can go anywhere."

Yingzhi followed him to the dormitory. The new dormitory was more luxurious than before. It was a two-story duplex with five bedrooms, each with a private bathroom. In the evening, everyone discussed the concept and settings of the new team. Xia Xinglang wanted to make it a band idol style, so that the performance would have a band version and a dance version, but was immediately rejected by Jin Chengxie.

Kim Seung Hyuk: "I feel like it will be completely confusing."

This is no longer the era of band idols. We can only see the glory of band groups in comics. There were bands that won first place in the last decade, but the word "idol" was not behind them.

Yingzhi watched their discussion, unable to get a word in, like an outsider.

Cha Jae-hoon poured tea for Young-ji, while Kim Seung-hyuk put on headphones and went into a special soundproof studio to write songs. The new team had to give full play to their creative characteristics, because people said that most of the idols nowadays were packaged by companies, they didn't write their songs or choreograph their dances, they were only responsible for performing on the stage, without any human touch.

What is human touch? Maybe it would be more emotional if I created it myself.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Cha Jae-hoon came out with a small birthday cake. Ha Xinglang had just finished taking a shower, Young-ji and Cha Jae-hoon were singing birthday song, and Kim Seung-hyuk came out for a while and said happy birthday to him.

Xia Xinglang closed his eyes and made a wish, while Che Zaixun didn't know who he was sending a message to.

Kim Seung Hyuk asked him directly, "Who are you chatting with?"

Che Zaixun: "Zhang Lin..."

Jin Chengxie glanced at the chat interface and saw that it was a small group: "Who else?"

Che Zaixun also exposed Xiao Yu and Yin Donghao: "I want everyone to celebrate together, is that not possible? Originally, I wanted seven people to celebrate the birthday together."

Xia Xinglang said nothing and saved the cake for tomorrow. Before going to bed, he lay on the bed and turned on his phone to receive birthday wishes from Yin Donghao and Xiao Yu. Yingzhi pushed open his door and said, "Xiaolang, I will sleep with you tonight."

Yingzhi threw himself on the bed and tilted his head to look at him: "Little Wolf..."

"what happened?"

"Little Wolf, you have beautiful lips and white teeth."

"Youngji, do you want to kiss me?"

"Well," Yingzhi gently drew circles on his arm with her fingers, "I missed you a lot. Did you miss me?"

"Ah."

"You're just trying to fool me. Am I that easy to please?" Yingzhi grabbed his hand, tickled his palm, pinched his fingers, and finally crossed his fingers with Xia Xinglang, "Little Wolf, come with me, okay?"

"No."

"Why not? I can't do it. I can do it. I can do it."

"Because Youngji likes me too much, so I can't."

The two clasped hands together, Yingzhi thought about him, and Xia Xinglang thought that they would start over again tomorrow.