"Young Master Lu......"

She silently moved her mouth, knowing that he was asleep and getting no response.

Xu Chunqiu didn't dare to make a sound, nor did he dare to move, he just looked at it in a daze, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

The world was big, strange, and full of all kinds of new things she didn't know and hadn't seen before. People write differently than they used to, speak differently than before, money is no longer silver or gold bars, clothes are no longer horse coats or cheongsams.

She is not proficient in mobile phones, and she doesn't know how to surf the Internet, and in the days of recording in the park, there seems to be an invisible barrier separating her from other trainees, and she sometimes can't pick up other people's words.

Xu Chunqiu's thinking was still stuck in the twenties of the last century, but his soul was forcibly stuffed into the body of a teenager. The tide of time is beating, and she desperately tries to keep up with the footsteps of others, but she keeps connecting with the past.

Here, the only familiar face is Lu Xiu. Sometimes she always feels like a lonely ghost wandering outside the world, her life is light, it seems that it has nothing to do with anything in this world, only Lu Xiu's existence makes her feel that she is really living. It was as if he had become a rope that bound her to this earthly world.

She knew it was hypocritical.

But she couldn't control the uneasiness that seemed to swallow the world.

Tears flowed silently, her heart was beating too much, and she felt dizzy about to go into shock, and she leaned over to feel his snort, and kissed him a little timidly.

Secretly.

Those secret, unknown feelings quietly broke through the soil and blossomed in the humid and rainy night.

Probably didn't sleep well, Lu Xiu woke up very early the next morning, he straightened up with sleepy eyes, slowed down for a while, and then turned his head to put on his suit jacket, and lightly folded the quilt for Xu Chunqiu.

She was lying on the hospital bed, breathing evenly, as if she was asleep.

He walked out of the ward slowly, just in time to meet Tang Ze, who came in with ginseng soup.

Lu Xiu smoothed the wrinkles on his suit and moved the muscles of his shoulders and neck, "Why do you always feel like there is a taste of red ginseng in your mouth......?"

Tang Ze's gaze wandered back and forth between Lu Xiu's face and the ginseng soup in his hand.

We don't know, and we don't dare to ask.

"Mr. Lu is early. He bowed his head in greeting, and then smeared the soles of his feet with the ginseng soup and quickly entered the ward.

......

After the feature film of the third round of performances was broadcast, it caused a huge response, Xu Chunqiu's somersault was amazing, and he took the entire program group out of the circle, which to some extent can be regarded as the residual heat for the final finals of "National Idol".

"Oh my God, no matter how many times I watch it, this stage is amazing!"

"I can blow this somersault countless times!"

"The side flip alone is already amazing, but you look at the second chorus here, she is turning the cloud bridge, the front bridge in the cloud is the skill of the boys, even if it is a girl who studies dance professionally, there are very few girls who can climb the cloud bridge, in other words, I think she can definitely crush any professional dance school in China!"

"I heard that Xu Chunqiu's performance was still injured, and Mango Entertainment issued an announcement, saying that Lin Qianqian was a demon who stumbled her, so that she almost broke her waist during rehearsal, and she can still do this with an injury, I am really convinced!"

"Huayu said to the outside world, it's a mild concussion and lumbar muscle injury, wow, you haven't hurt your waist, I don't know how painful it is, it hurts so much on a rainy day that you have to grit your teeth and roll on the bed, not to mention that she is still dragging such a waist flip!"

"The data is done, and there is still a cast, Xu Chunqiu must make his debut in the C position!"

“......”

The feature film of the stage cooperated with the mentor was released together, as well as the direct shooting video of the trainees, and the small details that could not be seen on the team stage were replaced by the direct shooting, which was infinitely magnified.

The fans of Xie Lang's family watched and found that their little idol's singing costume actually had such an accident on the stage, and suddenly there was an insult in the response of the show.

"Today, I also want to insult "National Idol" with my real name, what kind of thing did the service team wear for our sister, and the button could still be dropped, if it weren't for Xu Chunqiu, would Xie Lang be gone on the spot?"

"Thank you, thank you, Xu Chunqiu turned the flip with a back injury, and after the flip, it hurt so much that he was about to lose his breath, and he still had the strength to notice that our sister's clothes were open, and he pressed back to save the scene with a backhand, just because of this, I also have to vote for Xu Chunqiu!"

"Although I am a fan of Xie Lang, I sincerely hope that Xu Chunqiu will make his C-position debut!"

“......”

The protagonist of the topic is on the hospital bed at this time, with a pillow to raise his upper body, one hand on his waist, and one hand awkwardly swiping the mobile phone screen.

"Mr. Tang, is this a password?" Xu Chunqiu looked at the login interface of Weibo a little confused, "What is the password?"

Mr. Tang rolled his eyes, how do I know what the password is on your own Weibo.

"If you really don't remember, you can get your password back. ”

Xu Chunqiu let out an "oh" and poked on the screen again, "How can you get it back?"

"Then retrieve it directly through the bound mobile phone number. ”

“...... What is a bound mobile phone number?"

Xu Chunqiu touched his nose a little embarrassed as he spoke.

？？？

Are you living in a 2G world?

Tang Ze only thinks that she has been a trainee in the company since she was a child, and she has not been in contact with electronic products for too long. China Entertainment Media does not allow its trainees to carry mobile phones to contact the outside world during training.

"Come on, come on, bring it, I'll teach you......"

Tang Ze taught her to bind her mobile phone number and log in to Weibo, feeling exhausted that she didn't feel like she was leading an artist, but teaching the elderly at home how to surf the Internet.

Finally logged on to the account, and Tang Ze saw the page she browsed before logging in.

It is the voting interface of "National Idol".

As soon as it was refreshed, Xu Chunqiu's original position in first place loosened and slipped to second place.

The trainee who replaced him was Wu Hanxing of Lewen Media.

This Wu Hanxing trainee has scored quite high in the previous rankings, almost dead behind Xu Chunqiu's tail, and has been second several times in a row.

However, at such a juncture on the eve of the finals, when the passers-by's favor was almost one-sided towards Xu Chunqiu's side, her real-time ranking suddenly jumped to the first, which has to be reminiscent of the turbulence of capital under the calm surface of this gladiatorial fight.

There is no doubt that Lewen Media is over.

At the same time, Lu Xiu was sitting in the office on the top floor of China Entertainment Media, and when he saw the same news, his expression became ugly.

He suddenly got up, picked up his coat and strode out.