I'm in a sports variety show with my nemesis HE

Song Mingyuan sat silently in the lounge, staring at Zhao Fan who was sitting on the other side.

No wonder, he came to accompany him to participate in the activities today, probably because he was afraid that he would go away in anger when he found out.

However, Song Mingyuan couldn't do this kind of behavior that had already promised, but fled at the event site and damaged his image.

Zhao Fan obviously wanted to deal with it coldly, deliberately ignored his gaze, and pretended to reply to the message on the phone.

Song Mingyuan felt that if he didn't ask anything at this moment, he would be sorry for Zhao Fan who made this trip on purpose.

"Brother Fan," he frowned with thick black brows, and his beautiful peach eyes were full of clouds, "do you have nothing to explain to me?"

"Explain what?" Zhao Fan turned his head and glanced at him, continued to look at his phone, saw that the other party was still staring at him and did not answer, and added, "You are so afraid of Gao Xingcheng."

Afraid of Gao Xingcheng?

Song Mingyuan sneered, don't you understand where the problem is?Why are you pretending to be stupid?

In this circle, everyone will skillfully avoid competitors, and try to maintain a state of "the king does not see the king" as much as possible. It is the first time I heard that there will be companies desperately bringing their opponents together!

He couldn't help raising his voice: "Is this Gao Xingcheng's problem? Before the company accepted the event for me, didn't they ask who the guests are? Have you really evaluated whether this program is suitable for me?"

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the lounge, and several people walked past Song Mingyuan's door talking and laughing, which was in stark contrast to the low air pressure in the room.

Don't even think about it, you know Gao Xingcheng and the others are outside.

Zhao Fan sighed, buckled the phone on the armrest, suppressed his temper, and patiently explained to him: "How could it be possible that the company didn't know and didn't evaluate it? It was only after the evaluation and thought it was a good opportunity that it was given to you. , but you still don't appreciate it?"

In fact, Spark Culture only found out about all the guests on the show three days ago, and they have no right to speak to the polar bears.

Zhao Fan didn't give him a chance to open his mouth, and continued: "This program can quickly increase your popularity, how many people want to come but can't come! You don't know how to cherish it!"

"Besides, isn't Gao Xingcheng coming too?" This time it was Zhao Fan's turn to raise his voice, "If there is no benefit, can he come? Which artist doesn't obediently listen to the company's arrangements? It's good to have a chance to be exposed! When will you wait? Set up your own company, and then choose a job!"

When Xiaomu came back, he just heard this passage, and stood at the door, not daring to move.

Song Mingyuan clenched his inner hand into a fist, and then slowly released it. He pursed his mouth and looked at the floor under his feet.

"Okay, Xiaoyuan." Zhao Fan stretched out his hand and patted his leg, "What a great opportunity, I don't know how many people will watch the show when it airs, and the popularity will be greatly increased by then, which will be of great help to your follow-up resources and tracing. Aren't plans all good?"

Song Mingyuan didn't look up, but exhaled lightly.

Zhao Fan stood up and raised his mobile phone: "Look, the company is contacting Director Qi for you to get an audition opportunity. Don't you always admire him?"

"Xiaoyuan, you have to be obedient." Zhao Fan wanted to pat Song Mingyuan on the shoulder, but for some reason withdrew his hand without touching him, "Get ready first, I'll go out for a walk."

After Zhao Fan walked out of the room, Xiao Mu came over and sat down beside Song Mingyuan.

"Brother Yuan..."

Song Mingyuan waved his hand, picked up the brochure at the side, and flipped through it quickly, without saying a word.

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When the polar bear staff came to call, Song Mingyuan had just finished applying his makeup.

No matter what mood he is in, he always has a smile on his face at work, showing his best state.

However, as soon as he left the lounge, the smile froze on his face.

As expected, he and Gao Xingcheng were destined to each other, and they could even meet each other in such small things as going out.

Song Mingyuan didn't know what to do at this moment.He was so engrossed in arguing with Zhao Fan just now that he completely forgot that the person he was talking about was next door, and he didn't know how the soundproofing of the lounge was, whether Gao Xingcheng heard anything.

Naturally, Gao Xingcheng also saw him, without showing any surprise, and stared at him expressionlessly, like a delicate wax figure without emotion.

It wasn't until Gao Xingcheng's manager reached out to pat him that he nodded slightly at Song Mingyuan, turned around and walked towards the venue.

Instead, a girl who was following him shook her hand at Xiaomu.

Song Mingyuan deliberately stood at the door for a while, keeping some distance from him, and then followed him to the hall.

"The one who photographed him just now is Gao Xingcheng's manager Tian Tao. The girl who greeted me is Yaoyao, and she is his assistant." I seem to be quite familiar with the director, so I just plugged him in."

Song Mingyuan let out a "hmm" and thought: He really is the "biological son" of Guihai Film and Television.

"Brother Yuan," Xiao Mu paused, "Actually, you have never been in contact with Gao Xingcheng, so maybe he is not bad?"

Song Mingyuan nodded, took another look at the small mirror that he carried with him, and straightened the broken hair on his forehead, then put the mirror into Xiaomu's hand, and went to the waiting area alone.

He thought about it carefully just now, he and Gao Xingcheng have never met, maybe he will be a respectable and lovely competitor?It is true that people cannot be labeled based on subjective impressions.

After all, they still have to spend some time together in "Let's Exercise Together", and, just now, Gao Xingcheng took the initiative to say hello to him.

When Song Mingyuan arrived at the waiting area, apart from Gao Xingcheng, Bian Ji and Hao Chu were standing there.

Margin is a senior in the entertainment industry. He is over [-] years old. He has filmed some film and television works in the early years. Most of them have been active in variety shows in recent years. He has some experience in hosting. Not only as a guest, but also as the host of "Let's Exercise Together".

Bianji and Gao Xingcheng seem to know each other, and they are chatting with each other sentence by sentence.

Although Song Mingyuan is a small star, he has a slight social phobia. He always feels a little awkward in this kind of first meeting scene, so he naturally walks towards Haochu he knows.

Haochu is 26 years old this year. He was also a member of the idol boy group before. He is good at singing and dancing, and has strong business ability. He served as the initiator of "I want to form a group" last year. When Song Mingyuan quit the show, he expressed regret and came here to send him off .

"Brother Chu."

When Haochu saw Song Mingyuan, he showed a big smile, and immediately replied, "You're coming?"

A warm and healing smile seems to be an essential skill for every idol. Song Mingyuan has gained a lot of security and encouragement from his smile.

"The female guest hasn't come yet, so it may take a while." Haochu shrugged and put his arm on Song Mingyuan's shoulder affectionately, "Come, let me introduce you."

"Mingyuan, this is Brother Bian and Xingcheng."

Haochu half embraced him, and pushed him directly in front of Gao Xingcheng. Song Mingyuan met his eyes again. This seemed to be the first time he had seen Gao Xingcheng himself so closely.

Gao Xingcheng's hair has always been short since his debut, and it's the same today, with a capable and refreshing hairstyle, coupled with wheat-colored skin, sharp-edged face, and thin lips gently pursed, there is an inexplicable feeling of calmness and prestige.

Gao Xingcheng's official height is 185cm, obviously only five centimeters taller than Song Mingyuan, but Song Mingyuan has to raise his head slightly to see his eyes.

Under the thick black sword eyebrows, those eyes are black and bright, although they look a little fierce, but they are deep and calm, and they suck people in unconsciously.

"Xiao Yuan, I've heard it before!"

Song Mingyuan was still caught in Gao Xingcheng's eyes, but Bianji on the side was the first to reach out to him.

Realizing his gaffe, he quickly stretched out his hand and bowed: "Bian, teacher Bian, hello!"

"What kind of teacher, just call me Brother Bian." Bian Ji smiled and turned to look at Gao Xingcheng, "Is this the first time you two have met? I have heard some stories about you falling in love and killing each other."

Gao Xingcheng withdrew his gaze from the same scrutiny of the other party. He didn't like boys like Song Mingyuan very much before. He always felt that he was milky, obedient, soft, and lacked some perseverance and courage.

When I saw him today, I found that he was much taller than expected, his figure was tall and straight, and his appearance was not as delicate as the refined pictures on the Internet, but a little more refreshing and elegant.

He also has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the tails of the eyes are sharper, the mouth is not big, the corners of the lips are naturally upward, white and clean, with a strong bookish atmosphere, like a handsome young man walking out of a painting.

"Brother Bian," Gao Xingcheng bumped lightly towards the edge, and teased, "I usually surf the Internet a lot!"

As a well-known fitness expert, Song Mingyuan admired the muscle photos posted by Bianji, but when Gao Xingcheng touched him like this, his foot was unstable and he was almost knocked away.

Song Mingyuan looked at the scene in front of him, completely imagining himself being crushed by him in the subsequent recording.

And this buddy definitely lied about his height, at least he must be 188cm.

"Hello!" Gao Xingcheng stretched out his hand to him, "Nice to meet you."

Sure enough, the other party's personality was obviously quite good, but I was always thinking about my competitor's affairs, and somehow became defensive and hostile towards him.

The layout is small!

Song Mingyuan condemned himself in his heart, while showing him a signature smile: "Hello!"

However, Gao Xingcheng did not return him with a smile as he expected, but nodded, folded his arms, and watched the situation on the stage, appearing a little indifferent and alienated.

Gao Xingcheng is not an enthusiastic person at all, it is almost his normal state to be unsmiling.This time, he was able to take the initiative to shake hands and say hello, because Tian Tao told him on the way just now that he must put away his young master's temper and become friends with every guest.

This is the first variety show he has participated in, and his boss has made a guarantee with the program director, saying that he is easy to get along with and will definitely cooperate well.

This morning, the boss personally called and told Gao Xingcheng that if something happened because of Gao Xingcheng's poor interpersonal relationship, all work in their group would be stopped when they returned home, and all staff would write a [-]-word inspection.

Just now Tian Tao was staring at Gao Xingcheng fiercely from outside the waiting area, as if if you didn't take the initiative to say hello, I would clean you up immediately, and almost rushed over to pry open his mouth and pull his hand out.

Gao Xingcheng is very aware of the boss's character of doing what he says, so he can only do it obediently, but he can say hello and chat, and let him really treat Song Mingyuan as a friend. The character of the other party that he has learned is not the type that can be his friend.

His inconsistent behavior made Song Mingyuan a little bit embarrassed. If he remembered correctly, he crossed his arms, and his body language seemed to be vigilant and refusing?But Gao Xingcheng didn't take the initiative to shake hands just now?

He followed his gaze, and the press conference had already started.

The first link is the presentation part of the program group, and it will be their turn to go on stage later.

The director of "Let's Exercise" is Sun Yuran, who has participated in the production of several popular variety shows in the past few years. With his programs, the ratings are not bad.

If it is true what Xiaomu said, the boss of Guihai Film and Television and Director Sun are good friends, then I am afraid this show is just a test of the water. If Gao Xingcheng performs well, he will not have to worry about his future variety show resources.

"Xiaoyuan, don't be nervous." Haochu said.

Song Mingyuan nodded, reality shows are still very different from film and television dramas.

Movies and TV dramas are playing roles, but reality shows are playing himself. He doesn't think he is a lively and interesting person, but he is actually a little worried that his performance is too mediocre, and he will be complained and disgusted by the audience.

"It's also my first time recording a reality show, just relax and just be yourself."

Song Mingyuan was a little surprised. Following the voice, he turned his head to look at Gao Xingcheng, but the other party didn't even give him a look. Instead, he looked at the manager outside, as if he didn't say that sentence just now, or it wasn't there at all. people talk.

Song Mingyuan blinked, then looked at the stage again, hesitated for a moment, and then said "um".After all, he was only 21 years old, and he didn't believe that he would experience auditory hallucinations.

As for Gao Xingcheng, he might be a little schizophrenic!

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The author has something to say:

Gao Xingcheng who was stared at by the manager: Hello, hello!

The actual Gao Xingcheng: Poker-faced, stay away from me!

Who isn't a social animal forced to submit to the corporation?