Why do you think I don't love you anymore

"May I ask if the dance you just danced was choreographed by yourself? Or was it a direct copy? It's a great dance."

The boy in the back seat leaned over shyly. He was actually embarrassed because he acted too boldly at the beginning, but he couldn't control his love for the dance just now.

Zhou Tingyun was so immersed in his memories that he didn't hear that soft and soft voice.

The boy thought he didn't like him, so he stepped back in embarrassment and continued to watch the performance on the stage.

Suddenly, warm cheers and applause broke out in the venue.

"One rest, one rest,"

"Yixiu, come on!"

"Yixiu is the best!"

"Ah, ah, ah, so sweet!"

Zhou Tingyun was at a loss at first, not in the situation, and then he found out that it was Nan Yixiu, the king of popularity, who appeared on the stage, so he waited and watched with interest.

The face of the ageless baby is continuously enlarged and clear on the big screen.

With a smile, the cute rabbit teeth are revealed inadvertently, and someone will scream, so sweet!so cute!

Zhou Tingyun had no interest in this person at first, and didn't even bother to look up his information, but he is a traffic artist backed by powerful capital, so he didn't even know his appearance.

I arrived at the scene today, and my curiosity was aroused again.

But when he thought carefully about that familiar face, there was a figure jumping in his memory.

Is that Gu Sen?

A bit like.

Zhou Tingyun was stunned in his seat.

He and Gu Sen haven't been in touch since that incident happened. The last information he knew was that He Shao agreed to sponsor Gu Sen to study abroad.And he concentrated on the college entrance examination and sprinted for three months.

That's it.

"Hi everyone, I'm Nan Yixiu, just call me Yixiu,"

"Nan Yixiu, I read from the information that you have studied abroad experience, why did you come to this stage?"

"Because I like it, I like music, I like this stage."

"I want to sing an original song "Ignorance" today."

The voice is gentle, the appearance is gentle, and even the performance is so gentle. In the past, they obviously liked hip-hop music. They danced hiphop, locked together, and bombed the stage together.

He wanted to withdraw from this competition, and it just so happened that he would not advance.

He didn't want to meet Gu Sen, he was ashamed to meet him.

The most sorry person in this life is Gu Sen.He didn't know how to make up, even though he was also a victim.

There is a saying that goes well, meeting is worse than missing.

Although polite, it fits the occasion.

When I saw it, I was worried, and the desire to kill He Shao became stronger again.

He got up and left after making up his mind, regardless of whether the game was over or not.

"Youth is not ignorance, it is too much unknown, unpredictable, and our struggle is vulnerable."

The singing voice is lingering and beautiful, revealing a touch of sadness, but also full of this strong youthful atmosphere.

Zhou Tingyun walked to the exit of the passage, stopped for a few seconds, and strode away.

I miss Wen Qianhe a little bit, but how should I tell him the ending of today.

He knew that Wen Qianhe wouldn't say anything.Will also comfort.

But that would make me feel even more uncomfortable.

Disappointed with himself, there will be such a mistake, even if he does not participate in the game, he has to quit the game, not because of himself

technical problem.

There's no way, He Shao is too much for him.

It's scary to be scared, but never cowardly, otherwise he wouldn't sign up for this variety show.

So what if He Shao finds out, hit him again?Very good, he specially learned Taekwondo during the summer vacation of the college entrance examination, and he practiced it every month in college.

But meeting him so suddenly today was beyond his expectation, along with Gu Sen.

He walked outside the recording venue, stood by the railing in the long corridor, and called Wen Qianhe.

Connect soon.

"Tingyun, the recording is over so soon?"

"Not yet, I just miss you."

"..."

Zhou Tingyun showed a calm expression, "What are you doing?"

"I was just watching the official blog of "The Voice of Heaven"."

"Look at that for what?"

"Do the task, you can get votes."

Zhou Tingyun choked, and then said calmly: "No, it's not comparable."

"But I can't do anything for you. I can insist on such simple and practical things."

"You don't need to do anything, you study hard, I want a doctorate boyfriend."

PhD!Wen Qianhe swallowed unconsciously, "Are you sure?"

"Can you?"

"I can!"

"Well, study obediently."

"Tingyun, but I still want to go to the scene to support you. I'll come over after the exam next week."

Suddenly in Zhou Tingyun's mind, Wen Qianhe was sitting in the auditorium, looking at him intently, listening to him, and only applauding and shouting for him.

What a warm and beautiful picture.

"I want to be your first fan. I see that other singers and celebrities have fan names, why don't you take one too?"

Zhou Tingyun's mouth was sour that he couldn't speak.

"No, then this kind of inevitable thing must be thought through in advance."

"I've already thought about it."

Wen Qianhe said excitedly: "What is it?"

Zhou Tingyun said word by word: "Small, He, Miao."

"..."

Wen Qianhe wiped his eyes: "Not good, the seedlings are too fragile, and the wheat ears, after the wind and rain, the mature wheat ears are what people like."

"But I like fragile seedlings,"

"Okay, listen to you."

Zhou Tingyun said a few more words gently and hung up the phone.

Without Wen Qianhe's voice in his ears, he began to feel restless.

He went back to the hotel, didn't even take a shower, lay down and fell asleep.

A little tired, mainly because my brain is overused today.

Wen Qianhe hung up the phone and continued to complete the Weibo task. The voting channel for contestants will be opened in two days.

Although Zhou Tingyun didn't say what's going on today, it shouldn't be bad.

An all-around player who can sing and dance, and can also act.

Suddenly an unfamiliar number came into view.

Wen Qianhe had never seen it before, and the caller ID was Yunshi.

Without thinking about it, he accepted it.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Qian, Qianhe?"

When Wen Qianhe heard the voice, he felt it was over.

It's Aunt He.

Why does she have her own phone number? Did Zhou Tingyun give it to her?

He didn't dare to speak, his brain was a little confused, and he cheered himself up crazily, calm down and don't panic.

At the moment, pretending to be a female voice seems deliberate and stupid.

"Is it Qianhe? Is Qianhe there?"

"He's not here."

"Then who are you? Why are you holding Qianhe's cell phone."

"I, I'm his brother. She forgot to bring her mobile phone when she went out. What can I do?"

"Isn't she with Xiaoyun? Xiaoyun's phone can't be reached either. Then please convey to me that Grandpa Xiaoyun's [-]th birthday will be next month. Ask him to bring Qianhe back for two days."

"OK, all right."

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he waited for the other party to hang up.

"Why don't you ask me who I am?"

"I, my sister told you that you are a beautiful, temperamental, gentle and good mother."

"Really? Did Qianhe really say that?" He Zhiyi was very happy when he heard what his future daughter-in-law said about himself.

"Yes." Wen Qianhe sweated in his heart.

"Brother Qianhe, please remember to convey it, I miss them so much."

"Ah."

After Wen Qianhe hung up the phone, he sent Zhou Tingyun a WeChat message, what should I do, will I go back next month, what about the competition, the key is myself, do I have to dress up as a woman again.

He wanted to hear Zhou Tingyun's opinion.

But Zhou Tingyun didn't reply to the message, one day, two days.

He thought it was because he was too busy and tired from training, but it wasn't like he didn't have time to reply to a message.

I couldn't even answer the phone, and finally turned off the phone directly.

Is it a closed training, students are not allowed to bring mobile phones.

It wasn't until the first episode of "The Voice of the Sky" that he knew that Zhou Tingyun hadn't been promoted directly, but was pending, and he had to rely on his popularity to decide whether to stay or not.

He remembered the phone call Zhou Tingyun made to him on the day of recording.

Must be sad.

I also ruthlessly stimulated him.

If you don't answer the phone, you deserve it.

I guess it's all blacked out.

After Wen Qianhe voted all his votes for Zhou Tingyun, he asked Guo Yi to vote again. After much hesitation, he decided to post in the dormitory group to call on his roommates to vote.

Roommate Zhang: "Is there nothing wrong? Qianhe, are you chasing stars?"

Wen: "Well, my first idol."

Roommate Hua: "Has he had any tragic experiences?"

Wen: "No."

Roommate Hua: "Not inspirational, why are you chasing him, just sing and dance?"

Jiang Junxiu, who has always been in the water group, suddenly erupted: "Do you need so many reasons to ask you to vote?"

Roommate Zhang: "I'm not curious that the most powerful student in our dormitory suddenly bombed the group to vote for his idol."

Wen Qianhe was very embarrassed. If he had known this, he might as well not have called them.

Jiang Junxiu: "Whoever is young has never liked an idol, I think he can sing very well and dance very vigorously."

Wen Qianhe was even more embarrassed, as if he was himself on the stage, the shame of being seen by relatives and friends.

I really want to take back what I just posted.

I'm sorry, Zhou Tingyun.

I will never post again.

Roommate Zhang: "Vote! You must vote."

Roommate Hua: "I'll forward it to my relatives and friends and ask them to vote too!"

Wen: "Then there is no need. No need."

Wen Qianhe put down his phone, and after recovering from his embarrassment after a long time, he hurriedly checked the Weibo of "The Voice of the Sky", its popularity ranking.

He has been staring at this list today.

Zhou Tingyun's votes kept counting down, but his own votes were pitifully small.

After the show was broadcast, the most popular response was an original singer named Nan Yixiu, who topped the list of votes.When he performed, the barrage filled the entire screen.

And the barrage at Zhou Tingyun was, "Why does this person look frigid?"

"Hahahahaha, why is the side director so funny, show!"

"He looks so handsome. I have the same idea as Yang Tianhou's mentor, so I accepted him."

"I'm stupid, this big long leg, I can't even hit his knee when I jump up!"

"He is a ruthless person, and he refused the mentor."

"It looks good when you smile, turn fans, turn fans!"

……

But Zhou Tingyun, who still only had a few hundred votes, made Wen Qianhe full of melancholy.

Is it really impossible to advance?

The data is so bad.

He asked Guo Yi for help.

Guo Yi said that he could help edit it, put it on the joke, and ask fans to help forward it.

How many votes can be drawn.

Wen Qianhe agreed, and was about to read a book before going to sleep. Zhou Tingyun sent a WeChat message and told him that the two of them would go back together next month.

After seeing the message, Wen Qianhe racked his brains to figure out how to reply, which would make Zhou Tingyun feel less uncomfortable.

Or do something.