I'm on fire after being hacked

After returning home, Han Deng spent the whole night preparing the song, rested for three days, wrote the song and wasted several sheets of paper, and finally prepared the song for one song.

After sleeping hastily for a few hours, Han Deng brought his own luggage, sheet music, the books he just bought, a guitar that can be used in the dormitory, and a few clothes—the same shirt, T-shirt and jeans. A more fashionable one is the denim jacket bought a few years ago-arrive at the dormitory.

The competition was held at a literary and artistic recording venue under the cherry tomato, located on the beautiful coast, and was affectionately called: Big Star.

Daxing occupies a huge area, almost comparable to the venues of colleges and universities.

Canteens, dormitories, practice rooms, recording studios, etc. are all available, and there is also a performance hall that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, which is more than enough for concerts.

Not to mention the change of the competition system and the re-planning of the venue, it can be said that this time, Saintess Fruit has really spent a lot of money.

Han Deng took a taxi to the outside of the arena, half asleep and half awake all the way, in a daze.

After arriving at the place, the driver called him many times before he could react slowly.He opened his eyes in bewilderment, and saw the fans surrounding Daxing's gate.

Whenever someone went in, their fans would shout enthusiastically, and the Zhan brothers and sisters with long guns and short cannons also took crazy shots.

The meaning of this shooting is very great for them. The contestants at this time will not receive too much attention. It is the first time for amateurs to face the screen, and it is also the first time for most fans to see them. Their appearance, many pictures will become the final god picture.

Therefore, no matter who they meet, whether they are fans or not, people who come here will take a photo as a souvenir.

Amateurs who have never experienced these things are either shy or happy, and they are a little more youthful than the players who are not surprised.

And all kinds of photos flow out, and they will be repaired by the masters who know P pictures, and sent to various super chats, and then a series of emoticons and pictures that have been modified twice and three times will be derived, and even the big touches will recreate the pictures. According to the shape, temperament, etc., the re-painted pictures have become the spiritual food of the masses of netizens.

It will also become a memory book for fans of idols of each period.

In this Internet-developed generation, chasing stars seems to have become a routine, a model, but there are thousands of idols, and only those who can really bring energy to fans will stand there forever.

Knowing that these people didn't come for him, Han Deng felt relieved.

He hasn't had time to become an artist, and he doesn't know what it's like to have fans. If nothing about plagiarism happened, Han Deng thought, how would he deal with enthusiastic fans if he had never experienced all this? ?

Will you take the letters in their hands one by one?

Will you agree to their occasional photo requests?

Will you greet them with a warm smile?

Han Deng smiled, thinking that he might never be able to imagine it.

Han Deng was wrong. Although no one came here as a fan of Han Deng, there were black fans of Han Deng who were doing what fans would do.

Among Putao Yaoyao's group, there was a sharp-eyed one who saw Han Deng right away.

The man patted Yaoyao on the shoulder and pointed to Han Deng who was getting off the taxi.

When Yaoyao looked in the direction of her fingertips, she saw that Han Deng was standing in the bright sunlight without a hat or a mask, she smiled for some reason.

By coincidence, Yaoyao happened to raise the camera in her hand and took a picture of that scene.

The refreshing and immature boy was wearing a white shirt with a light blue denim jacket over it, and a pair of nondescript black sweatpants on his lower body, which was really not fashionable.

But Han Deng's appearance is so good-looking. Even after staying up all night, his almond eyes are still moist and clear, with long curly eyelashes. When they flicker up and down, they often remind people of mountains. Spirits in between.

His skin is very fair. If he is in a dark place, the obvious dark circles under his eyes will greatly reduce his appearance, but now he is under the brightest sunlight, so the circles under his eyes are not very visible.

The lips are actually not in good condition, but still because of the light, they look pink and tender, like the most delicate petals among the roses blooming in spring, which makes people's heart beat.

Han Deng squinted for a while in the car just now, his hair brushed against the seat behind him, slightly curled up, his eyes were hazy, quite naive and childish.

Now he is standing outside the taxi and yawning. The background is a large area of ​​street trees. The light and image are arranged in advance, just right.Wearing that denim jacket, Han Deng looked more than ten years younger, like a high school student. After he was sleepy, his eyes, which he tried to open wide, were moist and beautiful.

In the end, all of this was faithfully recorded by Yaoyao's camera, spring, sunshine, and the beautiful boy.

Yaoyao stared blankly at the people in her camera, put her finger on the delete button several times, but couldn't bear to delete a few pictures.

Seeing that she didn't move, the people around her nudged her several times with their elbows, Yaoyao came to her senses, ignored the previous pictures, and took a few new pictures of Han Deng standing under the shade of a tree.

These are finally normal.

After Han Deng got the luggage, he put on the black baseball cap. He pulled the brim of the hat down with his hand to cover his forehead.

The messy collocation, the heavy musical instrument on the back, the thick dark circles under the eyes, the pale lips, and the gloomy and gloomy expression after losing the sunlight, it is almost haggard visible to the naked eye, which is just right as a black picture.

A few people have completed the task. After preparing, they used these pictures to describe Han Deng. They even thought about the copywriting:

The plagiarism contestant can't sleep at night, and the dark circles under his eyes are so thick. May I ask Han Deng, are you also under moral questioning and cannot extricate yourself?

There are pictures and truth, it can't be more perfect.

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Yaoyao thought of the very good-looking photos taken in the camera, and when she thought of focusing, she saw through the lens those eyes that were as clear as forest deer and cute pet dogs, something happened somewhere in her heart. There were some unspeakable shakes.

What Han Deng said...will it be true?

This kind of thought appeared for a moment, and was immediately thrown out of Yaoyao's brain.

She is a fan of Chen Ruke, how can she not believe in Keke?

Thinking of this, Yaoyao didn't care about the pictures in the camera any more, instead she looked at the black photos first and carefully selected them.

Han Deng walked from the taxi to the dormitory. Apart from the guitar on his back, there was only one suitcase in his luggage, and it was not too strenuous to walk.

He was assigned to dormitory 307.The roommate also had a rap contestant named Wang Li in the rap group, a four-star singer Zhao Xuanhai who could sing very well, and Lin Yuanzi who was the first to appear on stage.

Han Deng knocked on the door first, then opened the door and went in.

The atmosphere was a bit delicate for a while, Han Deng looked at the bed left behind, far from the door, on the right side.

Everyone's luggage seemed to be arranged, and they all evacuated the area where Han Deng would set foot, as if they were avoiding some kind of virus.

When he entered, the three of them were sitting together, talking and laughing.

As soon as he came in, the air was instantly quiet, and even his breathing seemed to be clearly audible.

Han Deng, who is very self-aware, is also mentally prepared for this.

Han Deng pretended not to receive any cold reception. Out of politeness and politeness, he waved his hands to several roommates. He thought that of course there would be no response. Unexpectedly, Lin Yuanzi who appeared first also raised his hand. .

Lin Yuanzi seemed to want to say hello, but was pushed down by the rapper next to him.

Han Deng could hear it, and he seemed to whisper something: "Don't pay attention to him, are you stupid?"

Well, the eight characters are very clear.

Because the room is indeed too quiet, which is completely different from the noisy atmosphere outside.

But Han Deng pretended not to hear.

After all, no one can wake up a person who is pretending to be deaf.

Then, as if he didn't feel the embarrassment, Han Deng pushed his luggage and sat on the bed.

In the talent show, the camera in the dormitory is essential.

Everyone's first meeting has also become precious video material, and it has fallen into the hands of the editor. No one knows whether this episode will be broadcast, but no one minds.

The dormitory random check began soon. After all the dormitory members arrived, several program staff brought a huge box and a few notebooks and hurriedly visited several dormitories.

Lin Yuanzi was the most flustered among them. He would die if he didn't eat snacks. When the elder sisters came over, he stuffed the snacks under the bed, under the quilt, and even hid some of them in his clothes. .

The staff who came here looked quite friendly, with round cheeks like apples, who looked easy to talk to anyone.

In order to keep the snacks, even Zhao Xuanhai chose to sell his appearance, and said emotionally to the staff member who searched his suitcase:

"Miss, those are not snacks. I eat a lot and get hungry easily at night. They are health supplements."

Miss Xuanguan smiled and took out the cans of chocolates, and said sweetly:

"Then you must remember to eat more when you eat~"

One kill achievement achieved.

Wang Li has a viciousness that a rapper would have. He stood in front of the suitcase and said viciously:

"Don't look, don't look, there is nothing, you can't find any flowers if you look again!"

Then, Miss Xuanguan was unmoved, and took out the potato chips hidden at the bottom, muttering:

"The goal is so big and you dare to put it in your luggage. This year's contestants are not good at hiding things."

The second kill arrived quickly.

There are other dormitories outside, all of which have been searched, and they are watching the excitement at the door.

This time, the devil's claws of the selection committee reached out to Lin Yuanzi.

She still looked at Lin Yuanzi with those round eyes, and said softly, "Yuanzi, where are your snacks?"

Lin Yuanzi took a few steps back subconsciously, and stammered: "I, I, I didn't hide anything."

The way he was leaning against the bed looked very suspicious.

In the eyes of the election management, this is no different from voluntary exposure and honest confession.

So, she reached out to touch the bottom of the bed and lifted the quilt again.

Seeing that all the hidden snacks were searched, Lin Yuanzi looked at several roommates for help.

Zhao Xuanhai shrugged, and Wang Li spread his hands, expressing that there was nothing they could do to help.

Lin Yuanzi glanced at Han Deng, who was taken aback for a moment.

Han Deng thought for a while, and then, taking advantage of the time the election officer was searching under the quilt, he took the snacks from Lin Yuanzi's hand and carefully threw them back under the bed.

Lin Yuanzi was shocked at first, and then gave a thumbs up silently.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, this roommate is wonderful.

Wang Li pretended not to see Han Deng's movements, and he sneered at this.

Zhao Xuanhai was a little gentler, but he didn't say anything. He was not as simple as Lin Yuanzi, who would casually believe someone who had plagiarized but was still able to enter the program group. He knew that this Han Deng was by no means a simple character, but Better stay away.

Lin Yuanzi's background is also very good, there are many companies in his family, there are many brothers, and he was raised by a simple person. At this moment, Lin Yuanzi's intuition told him that Han Deng was not a bad person.

Compared with Chen Ruke, he seems to be more willing to believe this roommate who is said to have plagiarized.

After the election officer searched Lin Yuanzi's pocket, he turned to Han Deng again.

Han Deng was the only one in the dormitory who didn't bring snacks or those messy things.

The selection officer watched him actively hand in his mobile phone and tablet, and then rummaged through his suitcase.

There were only clothes in it, not even any jewelry or skin care products that a boy group should have. Apart from that, there was only a guitar.

The young lady took a look at Han Deng and left the dormitory with the photographers.

Triple kill achievement not achieved.

And sure enough, they didn't search the bottom of the bed.

Lin Yuanzi smiled happily for a while, rolled around on the bed, and said several words of thanks to Han Deng.

Han Deng also had a good impression of this simple and sincere roommate, showing a very sincere smile: "You're welcome."