Hoshimi pinched the half of the tissue in his hand, leaving deep and shallow finger pits on the edge of the white tissue, and faint gray marks lined up on the soft paper edge. She looked at Ikuta, who was biting his lip and crying so much that he couldn't catch his breath in the first row, and Hoshino, who finally covered his face but still bit the sound at all, and lowered her eyes gloomily in the next second, and looked at the paper towel on her hand and the pink nails covered with the moon-white skin lightly cocked, and unconsciously twisted and tore it with her fingers, and the tingling pain of her fingers immediately spread to her scalp, giving her a sense of reality.

Ruoyue didn't know when she finally covered her face and cried, Hoshimi turned her head and saw only the back of her tear-soaked hand, she gently put her hand on the other party's shoulder and put it down, Ruoyue said that she was okay with a mosquito voice. Hoshimi shook her head disapprovingly, stubbornly handing over half a tissue in her hand, she didn't think that the small shoulders that might be less than two feet wide could withstand everything, she could only try to reduce the number of incidents.

Ruoyue hesitantly took the tissue, for a moment she felt that she was very bad, the members who were younger than herself could calmly face everything and take care of themselves, she lowered her head, chewed and swallowed the sad emotions in her mouth, and forced tears to hold in her eyes. Hoshimi looked at Wakatsuki's hand holding the tissue a little helplessly, and subconsciously looked for the trace of Reika Sakurai, but remembered that the other party had been chosen as the god of good fortune and walked out of this cramped and oppressive white room.

Hoshimi sighed and reached out to snatch back the tissue that Ruoyue was holding in vain, and tore it in half directly on his hand, "One person and half." After saying that, Hoshimi pressed the short piece of tissue held in his right hand directly on the clear tear stain on Wakatsuki's cheek, and couldn't help but smile as he watched the paper towel slip along and stick to Wakatsuki's face. Ruoyue hurriedly reached out and tore off the tissue, twisted it in her hand and began to wipe her wet cheeks.

Hoshimi smiled and looked at Ruoyue's flustered appearance, as if she remembered something and suddenly looked back at Nakamoto Hikaka, who was sitting in the center of the room, unexpectedly, there was no trace of tears on the other party's face, just pouting and sullen in a daze, and also holding a white paper ball in her hand, which should have been handed to her by Fang Cai Xingmi in advance.

Hoshimi retracted her gaze, no longer straightened up and let her back droop down and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, the small skin on the white side of her fingers was particularly obvious, there were signs of bleeding after being torn by her, she thought, after a while, she must first apply hand cream, and then take the time to apply nutrient solution to the nail salon, it must be because the weather is too dry, so dry that her fingers are rarely peeled, and the corners of her eyes are rarely astringent.

How many things can a girl's shoulders less than two feet wide resist?

Ikuta's name was shouted, Hoshimi looked up for the first time and saw Ikuta crying so badly, so miserable that he didn't seem to have any spirit at all, he stood up slowly with drooping eyes, walked into the studio and appeared in the monitor is rickety's back straightened, as if he was holding a breath, and his mouth kept shouting "unwilling".

Hoshimi tilted his head and pressed the back of his head against the cold wall, and she was the only one in the room who was watching everything on her back except for the staff, her eyes swept over one member after another, she thought, the unwillingness in Ikuta's mouth, in addition to her, how many people here also gritted the simple three words between their teeth, but they didn't even have a chance to shout out. With a quarter of the tissue between her fingers, Hoshimi looked back at Wakatsuki, who had only one ball of paper left in her hand, and put the last piece of paper on her face again.

"Thank you."

Hoshimi's eyes widened in surprise, and he immediately returned to his original state, nodding and not speaking. She thought that this seemed to be the first time she had shown kindness to Wakatsuki, and Wakatsuki didn't tell her that she was fine.

So, can you really believe that I'm okay in a girl's mouth? Hoshimi drew a big cross in her heart, her eyes looked straight to the other side, and the camera swept over her face without capturing the sadness and uneasiness of expectation, only the corners of her mouth that were upturned as usual, and the smile that she always remembered. She's fine, Hoshimi silently said to herself, she can only be okay, and she must be okay.

The last member of the selection team was the eldest Yumiko Iwase, and Hoshimi was shocked to see her eyes suddenly light up in despair, and turned his head sideways to avoid Iwase's inadvertent glance as he got up and bowed. The selection lineup was announced, and there were cries in the rest of the lounge, and Hoshimi shook his head in annoyance, and began to miss the earphones he used as earbuds.

Asuka Saito sat in her seat, as if she hadn't reacted to what had just happened, and Hoshimi Yuguang thought it was funny when she caught a glimpse of her stunned look, and she thought that the little crying bag would shed tears on the scene, but she didn't expect the other party to hold it to the end.

Staff left the room thoughtfully, leaving only a camera rack that had not yet been closed to observe them in place. Hoshimi was the first to get up and move, and the way he shook his hands did not attract the attention of the members who had fallen into a sea of tears at this moment. She walked behind the camera to check the shooting range, and Asuka Saito, who was facing the camera and began to puff out her face.

Xingjian walked out of the white room and closed the door lightly, and there were a few staff members who were still cleaning up scattered in the corridor, nodding their heads and bowing and saying that they had worked hard, before opening the door of the lounge, taking the paper on the square table and slowly walking back to the white room. The iron handle was pressed against the palm of his hand, Hoshimi took a breath before pushing the door open, and after seeing her enter the door, Asuka Saito and several members of the second row next to her instantly raised their heads, although they expected to be chased by their eyes, but Hoshimi did not expect the pursuit to be so fierce.

Hoshimi wanted to hand out tissues along the seats in the last row, but after thinking about it, he just handed it to Wakatsuki at the door, told Wakatsuki to do what she wanted to do, and then prepared to leave. A second before she turned her back, Asuka Saito threw himself into her arms, and Hoshimi was stunned for a second and pulled out his right hand that was pressed by Asuka to support her back.

Saito's action of hugging her was very light, Hoshimi thought that it should be very hard to pounce and hug her like this, but she didn't expect the other party to be as light as a feather, and the flutter fell into her arms, she didn't stumble half a step before she caught the other party steadily, and the hand that was gently lying behind Asuka could clearly feel her undulating emotions. Hoshimi didn't speak, his left hand awkwardly between the two, and it looked like an intimate hug but not overly warm.

Hoshimi's right hand was slightly tightened so that Asuka's face could be buried closer to his shoulder socket, tears wetting Hoshimi's neckline, and he felt the cold sensation of collarbone collarbone collarbone from time to time as Saito's body rose and fell. Hoshimi quietly stayed as she waited for the breathing of the little one in her arms to gradually subside, the warm breath and the cold touch of the wet collar alternately acting on her neck, and the palm of her right hand, which was attached to Asuka's back, began to ooze fine sweat.

She cautiously lowered her eyes to look at Saito's rare well-behaved hair, and couldn't help but quip, "Are you going to rub your snot on my uniform because you didn't bring paper?" Fortunately, the company is responsible for cleaning this dress, otherwise I will definitely let you take it back and wash it for me. ”

Hearing Hoshimi's teasing, Saito shoved her away and shouted at her angrily, "I won't wash your clothes!" ”

Hoshimi rubbed his ribs that were suddenly attacked and cried and laughed, and said softly: "If you don't wash it, you won't wash it, why do you sneak attack me, if you put your hand a little higher, it may cause lifelong damage." ”

"Humph! Kiwi is the most annoying thing! With that, Saito raised his leg and kicked Hoshimi lightly, and ran straight out of the room, leaving Hoshimi to jump on the chair next to him with his calf and sit down, helplessly looking at Saito's back rushing out and laughing.