Your voice is very similar to my CP

It's over, Ye Yu Weiliang really lost his fan this night! !

Tong Qian glanced at Mu Xiao hurt, and was immersed in depression all day long.

"What's wrong with Xiaoqian?" After getting along for this period of time, Wen Hao and Tong Qian have become very familiar with each other, and they got a lot closer during the conversation.

Tong Qian shook his head and said, "Nothing."

"The ears are drooping like a puppy, who are you kidding if you say you're fine?" Wen Hao sat beside him, with his arms on his shoulders, and said, "Who bullied you?"

Mu Xiao explained: "The die-hard fan who has been his fan for three years has left him."

Tong Qian looked at Mu Xiao resentfully and said, "How can you say so lightly."

Wen Hao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then I will be your next fan, and I will always support you."

Tong Qian whimpered and didn't believe him at all, "I don't need this kind of sympathy."

Wen Hao recalled with nostalgia: "Speaking of die-hard fans, in fact, I once had one."

"You've become a die-hard fan, and the support club has hundreds of thousands of fans." Tong Qian pretended to pat the ashes on the hem of his clothes, not admitting that he still had a little bit of envy and hatred in his heart.

Wen Hao didn't care about Tong Qian's sour tone, and said on his own, "I have always wanted to be a singer since high school, but my family didn't understand, and the situation didn't improve when I went to college. The popularity of original music submissions online is very low. But there is one person who supports me very much. Even if I am not favored, he believes that I will succeed. He changed more than a dozen IDs to comment and like the songs I contributed, but that The little fool doesn't know how to change the IP, and others will find out as soon as they check."

"I heard on the Internet that one of your black history is changing accounts and constantly boasting." Tong Qian asked tentatively, "Could it be that die-hard fan?"

"Well, many black people on the Internet have been using this to scold me, after all, there is evidence for it." Speaking of this, Wen Hao smiled softly, "But in fact, I don't care at all, because this is evidence that he likes me. "

Tong Qian felt the same way: "Did he leave in the end?"

"He left after I finally signed a contract with the company. So..." Wen Hao changed the subject and continued his consolation work, "You have to work hard on filming, and when you stand on a high place, maybe he will become a fan again. I'm back."

"Then your die-hard fans must be back." Wen Hao signed the contract six or seven years ago, and now he has successfully developed into a first-line star. With so many works, Tong Qian became more and more sure, "You are now standing It's up there."

Wen Hao's expression froze, and he said with some disappointment: "No, I think I'm not good enough."

Tong Qian paused. He thought that Wen Hao's fans had already come back to ask this question. He coughed lightly in embarrassment. Even the negative influence of Ye Yu Weiliang and taking off his fans dissipated a lot, and turned around abruptly. A topic, "Oh, the Chinese New Year is coming up in a week, and I can't go home for the Chinese New Year this year."

Wen Hao, who hasn't been home for the New Year for several years: "..."

Tong Qian only felt the cold wind blowing into his heart, he tightened the cotton coat around his body, people who don't know how to chat are so easy to stand cold.

Mu Xiao picked up Tong Qian's back collar and said, "Brother Wen, are you hungry, Tong Qian and I go out to buy something to eat?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Tong Qian nodded along the topic, "I'll treat you to whatever you want!"

"You guys go, I'm not hungry."

Tong Qian and Mu Xiao got up quickly, and before leaving, Wen Hao's voice sounded from behind again, "But it's already ten o'clock, are you sure you want to eat? Especially...Xiaoqian?"

It seems that it really can't!He is staying in shape qaq!

In the end, Mu Xiao sat next to him with a bowl of beef noodles and ate with great relish. Tong Qian glanced at the rice bowl from time to time, and his mouth kept drooling. Whose noodles are these, they are too delicious! ! !

After dawdling for a while, Tong Qian hesitated and said, "I should be fine if I drink some soup..."

"Give up on that heart!" Mu Xiao said with a haughty face, and sucked a chopstick of noodles very loudly.

Tong Qian resentfully took the twig and drew circles on the ground, "You're so fat!"

The one about the group performance has never been done, the director is still talking about the play, and it is estimated that it will not be finished for a while. Tong Qian took out his mobile phone and glanced at the dialog box of Nan'an. I don't know when it started. Nan'an's q/q The status changed from being offline all the year round to being online every day. This change made Tong Qian feel a little sweet in his heart, but he didn't have the guts to confirm it.

Beijiang: tvt, you must be asleep, go to sleep, go to sleep.

Nan'an: ^_^ No sleep, no sleep, no sleep.

Tong Qian poked at Nan'an just because he was free, but he didn't know what he wanted to say. He glanced at Mu Xiao who hadn't let go of the soup after eating the noodles, and he sent out a message uncontrollably.

Beijiang: I really want to eat beef noodles...

Tong Qian, are you a pig?Eat as soon as you open your mouth!Nan'an is not a beef noodle restaurant!

Beijiang: Wrong!I just saw my friend eating beef noodles. I didn't want to say this, but I don't know how to get the beef noodles out!

Nan'an: Do you want to eat?

I don't know when, Tong Qian gradually began to pay attention to his words and deeds, hoping to maintain the image of a good-natured young man in Nan'an's mind. As for the reason, Tong Qian said don't ask me why, I'm just following my instinct.

Beijiang: Of course I don't want to eat it. What time is it now? It's easy to gain weight after eating late-night snacks.My current good figure is because I eat three meals a day and never eat too many snacks.

Nan'an: Hey, it's different from what I imagined.

imagine?I'm a little curious about what the Great God thinks of himself.

Beijiang: Then what did you imagine?

Nan'an: I think you should be cute. Will boys be upset when they are called cute?

Why not happy!That's a boast!

Tong Qian tried hard to restrain the urge to laugh, and typed with his expression twisted and his shoulders trembling.

Beijiang: Then of course you are wrong, I am tall, mighty, handsome, handsome, handsome, and handsome!

"Are you shofaring?" Tong Qian's movements were so wide that Mu Xiao saw him immediately after throwing away the trash, which formed a stark contrast with Wen Hao who was beside him as steady as Mount Tai.

"You're the shofar wind!" Tong Qian shot back, then continued to look down at the phone, and continued to smile foolishly.

Mu Xiao came over to take a look, and said in his mouth: "Tall, mighty, handsome, handsome, handsome and sunny? Are you sure you are talking about yourself?"

Tong Qian suddenly hid the phone in his arms and yelled: "Why are you so annoying, reading other people's chat records is a violation of sexual rights!"

Mu Xiao said with a worried look on his face: "I'm more worried now if you plan to have sex with me online!"

Tong Qian felt that his feelings had been tarnished!The relationship between him and Nan'an was so pure that it couldn't be more pure, but it turned so dirty in Mu Xiao's mouth.He looked down on Mu Xiao and said, "What's in the brain is what you see."

Mu Xiao just stood in a condescending position and put his palm on Tong Qian's head and pressed it back and forth.

Tong Qian staggered to and fro following his movements, shouting, "My haircut, I'm confiscated!"

When Mu Xiao felt comfortable, Tong Qian escaped from his clutches, secretly glanced at the phone screen in his arms.

Nan'an: Ahem, I can't answer that.

Beijiang: qaq, don't you believe it!

Nan'an: I'll try to convince myself of it!

Beijiang: Cry! !

Nan'an: Don't cry, I believe you are a tall, mighty, handsome, handsome, handsome, sunny macho.

Beijiang: ~(≧▽≦)/~

Nan'an: On the night of New Year's Eve, Panda's club will hold a New Year's song party, do you want to come and have fun?

Beijiang: Yes!Can I listen to it on my mobile phone?

Nan'an: Yes, let me tell the panda that I will let you sing at that time, is that okay?

Beijiang: Yes! !

It should be said that Tong Qian’s ideal before filming was to sing, but for some reason, after Zou Mingxue heard him sing once, he resolutely opposed him taking the route of taking into account both singing and acting. It’s rare that he feels that he is very talented in singing. Every time I say that he sings very well!

Nan'an: Then I'll talk to the panda.

Beijiang: That... have many people listened to it?

Nan'an: Many well-known CVs will be invited, and there should be many people.

It's time to show off your skills!It's a pity that there is only one week of preparation time, Tong Qian can't help complaining a little, why didn't he tell him earlier.

Beijiang: It's not me who sings, I sing very well!

South Bank: I will look forward to it.

Hearing what Nan An said, Tong Qian became more motivated!