Virtual Superstar Breeding Diary

The screen in the live broadcast room of the platform was continuously swiped by crazy question marks.

"Damn it?? Did I hear it right? Is this really a mispronounced line? Could it be that I accidentally spoke my heart?"

"Hahahahaha, you are so cheap!"

"What should I do? I suddenly feel so good, I have completely brought Wen Anran into Ali, this shameless mistress!"

"Where's the person who said Mr. Ji bribed the crew to take advantage of you just now? Come out and get beaten!"

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Thanks to Ji Shenxuan's "slip of the tongue", Wen Anran, who was originally the least popular in the live broadcast room, has now become the leader in ratings, although he is the object of jokes.

Wen Anran's eyes widened in disbelief, and he stiffly maintained the posture of leaning forward. The whole image instantly solidified into an ice sculpture.

It wasn't until the host immediately came out to smooth things over, making jokes and jokes, that it was very difficult for Ji Chenxuan to cover up Ji Chenxuan's embarrassing NG this time.

Originally, Wen Anran took this opportunity to secretly look forward to the speculation that the CP was gone, and the lace and gossip scandals were also ruined. Even the barrage in the live broadcast room was all about Ji Shenxuan's unexpected "wrong words" this time. .

Even when his name was mentioned, it became "Wen Ali"!

How could Ji Chenxuan treat him?As long as Xiao Chen is by his side, he won't even give him a handout!

Wen Anran didn't know how he got back to the guest seat, his whole body seemed to have been roasted on a fire, it was red and dripping blood, his hands were hidden under the small table, the knuckles turned white.

No one noticed his gloomy heart, Ji Chenxuan returned to his seat slowly and sat down, his gaze inadvertently met with Xiao Chi, the latter bent his eyes and smiled like a sunflower in full bloom.

"It's time for us to play."

It wasn't until Xie Ting patted him on the shoulder that Xiao Chi's eyes reluctantly moved away from Ji Chenxuan.

Host Tian Tian: "The topic of the fourth group is to perform a face-to-face dance together on the spot! For the two of you, this topic is too simple."

As soon as the words were finished, Ji Chenxuan's face turned dark suddenly, and the poor mineral water bottle was brutally murdered again.

Wen Anran was on the back seat, staring quietly at Xiao Chi, wondering what he was thinking.

It was Xie Ting and Xiao Chi's turn to play, and the popularity of the live broadcast once again exploded into a small climax:

"The program team is easy to understand! Is this giving benefits to fans?"

"I don't know whether to envy Brother Ting or Shen Chen!"

"I won't eat the food of this pair of CPs even if I'm killed! Even if I starve to death, I won't jump from here..."

A small metal card fluttered up and down under Xie Ting's fingertips. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Chi: "It seems that the program team also knows that you have extraordinary dancing skills. A small close-to-face dance, sure. Is it not a problem?"

Xiao Chi looked calm: "Of course, I can do it. Do you need me to teach you?"

Xie Ting smiled slightly: "Are all newcomers as old as you?"

Xiao Chi raised his pure and innocent face: "I'm just telling the truth."

"..."

Xie Ting coughed lightly: "No, I practiced a few songs in the early years, so feel free to come up with a piece, don't be cautious."

Xiao Chi loosened his wrists, kicked his ankles to warm up, and said casually: "I've never been cautious, but I just heard the sound of your bones crackling, don't force it."

Xie Ting said helplessly: "You can hear this too? Well, although I am old and not as delicate as you young people, it is still okay to deal with it."

Accompanied by the sound of the strong melody, Xiao Chi entered the state instantly, wrapped his arms around Xie Ting's waist, and pressed his chest against Xie Ting's back.

Xie Ting was taken aback, originally he should have felt that he should dance the men's step, but now for some reason, Xiao Chi forced him to take the women's step.

The arm tied around his waist was as motionless as an iron hoop. Xie Ting was so flustered that he almost stepped on the wrong step and managed to keep up with his rhythm.

With a quick turn around, Xie Ting met Xiao Chi's eyes the moment he turned his head back, it was no longer round like a milk cat just now, it was clearly a pair of dark hooks, full of divine light, making people's hair go numb .

The face-to-face dance is not difficult, but it is very difficult to cooperate with frequent physical contact.

Xie Ting was led dizzy by Xiao Chi, and was picked up by him like a pendant, and finally realized Liu Bing's painful feelings that day.

The two of them took a wrong step, their upper bodies moved closer to each other, shoulders against shoulders, foreheads against foreheads.

Several cameras aimed at this brief shot at the same time, and any angle was enough to make the audience in the live broadcast room dance with excitement:

"The government actually forcibly distributes food? What should I do? I seem to be really delicious!"

"Both are my husbands! Take them away, don't snatch them!"

All of a sudden, CP fans in the live broadcast room sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Xie Ting fans who had looked down on Xiao Chi before were all squeezed into the corner and drowned in the tide of barrage.

On the metal panel in front of each guest, the latest ratings data is refreshed in real time.

Seeing that the number of viewers of the fourth group's live broadcast continued to rise and was about to surpass him, Wen Anran felt furious. He had already lost his face today. If the exposure was lost again, what is there to fight for? !

He stared intently at the two people who were dancing hotly. The colorful lights shone on them, making them as hot as the focus of the crowd's attention. Then he glanced at Ji Chenxuan who was expressionlessly picking up the mineral water bottle, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Wen Anran slowly unscrewed the cap of her water bottle, drank half of it, put the cap on her elbow.

Repeat the same trick again, leaning forward, putting his wrist on Ji Chenxuan's shoulder: "Mr. Ji, look at the two of them, they dance with a tacit understanding. It's not obvious that they are working together for the first time. Look at this close-to-face dance. Sexy and…”

Ji Chenxuan was suffocating with sourness in his heart, Wen Anran was buzzing in his ears like a fly, he didn't even bother to flirt with him with his superficial skills in front of others, and brushed his hand away unceremoniously.

Unexpectedly, Wen Anran's arm was pushed like this, and just knocked off the mineral water bottle on the side.

I don't know if the bottle hit the toe, or the toe accidentally kicked it, Gululu rolled all the way to the feet of Xiao Chi and Xie Ting who were dancing!

Water spilled from the bottle and flowed all over the floor.

Ji Chenxuan's expression changed, and he suddenly got up from his seat.

Xiao Chi's raised leg was about to step down, when the director in the audience exclaimed, he turned his ankle extremely dexterously, and nimbly placed beside the water bottle, avoiding the catastrophe.

Xie Ting, who was retreating, was not so lucky, his heel stepped on the water bottle, his foot suddenly slipped, he lost his center of gravity and balance, and his whole body slanted to the side!

Fortunately, Xiao Chi grabbed his waist quickly and easily supported Xie Ting's whole body weight, so that his butt was not in close contact with the floor.

A false alarm!

Ji Chenxuan heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head, his knife-like eyes slashed at Wen Anran's heart.

Wen Anran was frightened by that look, subconsciously shrank back, and put on an innocent and anxious expression, her acting skills seemed to have been qualitatively improved at this moment.

There was an uproar in the entire live broadcast room, and the crowd was raging:

"What happened to that bottle? Who did it?! Was it intentional?"

"I saw it, it's Wen Anran's water bottle!"

"I saw it from the live broadcast room next door, and it was dropped by Wen Ali when she was shoving Ji Shuxian!"

The witty director immediately yelled for an advertisement, and stopped the live broadcast of this unexpected situation in time. The anxious audience on the platform complained, but they could only stare at the advertisement, helpless.

At the end of the dance music, Xiao Chi supported Xie Ting's arm: "Are you okay? Can you go?"

Several other guests stretched their necks and looked here in doubt.

Wen Anran rushed forward in three or two steps, kicked open the water bottle, frowned, apologetic: "Sorry, it's all because of my carelessness, thank you Tianwang for not being injured, right?"

Xie Ting glanced at him calmly: "I'm fine."

He supported Xiao Chi's hand, moved his ankle to make sure there was no serious sprain, and suddenly his shoulders were held down by both hands, and when he turned his head, he was facing a pair of eyes as dark as water, like two stars hidden in the dark night.

The very light cologne smell, just like the other party's tone, is low-key, but cannot be ignored.

"Your ankle is twisted." Ji Chenxuan spoke unhurriedly, stating with certainty.

"?" Xie Ting didn't react for a while, "No, I didn't—"

"You have."

Xie Ting: "..."

Ji Chenxuan followed the temptation: "You need to rest, it's not appropriate to continue to do strenuous exercise like dancing."

Xiao Chi nodded and agreed: "Since you have twisted it, don't continue, and find the accompanying doctor to show you."

Xie Ting looked at the two people who sang together, with a wooden face, and closed his mouth wisely.

Xie Ting's manager rushed forward to help him off the stage to rest. Xie Ting thought it was funny, he sighed, and raised his head to meet Liu Bing's silent gaze.

"Is it all right?"

Xie Ting stretched his legs, and smiled helplessly: "I'm really fine, but...Since Mr. Ji has spoken, if I'm fine again, what if I'm put on shoes?"

Sure enough, as soon as he stepped down, he heard Ji Chenxuan ask for regrouping under the pretext that he was injured and not suitable for dancing.

Xie Tingxu narrowed his eyes, cast a glance at Wen Anran who was standing in the corner with a livid face, leaned over to Liu Bing's ear, and smiled strangely: "Call your sweet boy, pay attention to that Wen Anran, this guy , is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

sweet cub?It didn't take long before he even got his nickname.

Liu Bingpi smiled and said: "Thank you for letting me know, he can't jump a few times. You don't need to worry about my child, why don't you care about your feet first."

that compartment.

Under Ji Chenxuan's oppressive eyes, the director endured the humiliation and changed the groups of the two aggrieved.

Ji Chenxuan finally got his wish, he kicked and kicked two obstacles, and sat next to Xiao Chi.

The lights on the stage spun back and forth above the head, and the staff at the recording site took advantage of the time of commercial breaks to bustle and bustle, ignoring Wen Anran who was stealing chickens but not making money.

Sitting down at the guest seat again, his partner has been replaced by Ji Chenxuan.

Xiao Chi tilted his head and peeked at him secretly, the smile in his eyes was more colorful and dazzling than the lights.

Ji Chenxuan looked straight ahead, as if he wasn't looking at him, and seemed to be looking at him all the time: "Why are you laughing secretly there?"

"Actually, Xie Ting wasn't injured, right?"

Ji Chenxuan glanced at him in surprise, Xiao Chi's black round pupils had a sly light, vivid and gorgeous, like a little white rabbit suddenly growing a fluffy fox tail.

It's so itchy to see, I can't wait to hold her in my arms and rub her hard.

Xiao Chi leaned over, narrowed his eyes, swayed his fox tail triumphantly: "Since you want to partner with me so much, for the sake of your VIP privileges, I will support you well!"

Ji Chenxuan couldn't help smiling: "Thank you so much, big star."

"You're welcome!"