After breaking up, he panicked

The people around looked at Luo Huan because of Hong Wei, so everyone turned to look at him.

The people in the variety show group were not fools, so an on-the-spot host asked, "Why did Brother Luo say that? Could it be that all the black material on the Internet is true?!"

Luo Huan smiled politely at the camera, and said: "I don't know about this. After all, I am also a young actor. How can it be my turn to know about the boss's affairs? But there is always a causal relationship in everything, and there is a reason." Only then will it bear fruit."

These words are chaotic, but the last sentence that there are causes and effects should not be too suggestive.

All the people present were thinking about it, but there was no answer.

Hong Wei was like the gentle gentleman who rescued the scene. He smiled at the camera with his handsome face, changed the subject and said, "Stop talking about it outside, it's so boring."

Looking at it in the camera, Luo Huan's words were very embarrassing, no one responded, but precisely because Hong Wei didn't express his position, this matter would appear very ambiguous.

Luo Huan was not embarrassed, he walked in with the flow of people.

As the central figure of the topic, Zhang Shuyi was not conscious at all. He sat on the sofa with a casual posture, but his back was straight and his shoulders were slender and flat.

The slender neck is like the top-grade white porcelain, and the faces that casually walk past hearing the movement are unbelievably exquisite under the light.

Because all the guests were outside just now, he was the only one sitting in Nuo Da's guest seat, and the surrounding cameras were all aimed at him, but no one spoke, only the camera looked extraordinarily cold under the light.

As he looked over, his slender back was straight in the camera, his eyes were calm, and he just watched the crowd walking towards him without saying a word.

Hong Wei, who took the lead, walked towards Zhang Shuyi who was sitting on the sofa, surrounded by the crowd.

The eyes of the two just met without saying a word, but Zhang Shuyi clearly saw the provocation in Hong Wei's eyes.

And Hong Wei also saw the firmness in Zhang Shuyi's warm eyes and the oncoming fortitude.

It's like the slender back of a prince sitting on the throne looks broken under the light, but he doesn't shy away from it at all, even ready to go.

Surprisingly, it was Hong Wei who looked away first, and said to the host beside him, "Are you ready to draw lots?"

All the people present were human beings, and everyone felt the silent provocation between Zhang Shuyi and Hong Wei.

Including Zhang Shuyi, who was supposed to control the field in time, was suddenly named, and his fingers holding the microphone trembled, almost failing to maintain his professionalism.

"Ah, that... the lottery starts now. Each person takes out a folded note in the box. The number in the note represents the house number, which is the house number of the old man you want to take care of. At the same time, the house number of the two people If the number is the same, you formed a team spontaneously, and you cannot change teammates."

After everyone had smoked, Zhang Shuyi got up and randomly drew a note.

"Hey, I'll go, NO.30!"

"Me too, me too!"

"Who is 28?"

"I, I, I..."

"Number five!!!"

"Here here..."

……

There were only five teams of ten people, watching Hong Wei holding the note without saying a word, while several pairs of people around them spontaneously formed a team while facing the numbers.

And now there are only two people left.

Zhang Shuyi gave a low laugh, looked at Hong Wei who was alone a few meters away, and said in a calm voice, "It's fate."