Between Xingshu and Li Qingliu, it is not so much about appreciating each other as about sympathy, so more often, Li Qingliu just treats this perfect woman who is three years older than him as a sister.

In the evening, Shanghai's largest stadium is rushing to prepare for a grand group debut.

This much-anticipated feast called "Secret Night" attracted almost everyone's attention, and the people waited for this night with the same passion as when they were chasing the list.

The huge single poster was unfolded by the construction party from a high place in turn, seven male idols with different characteristics were about to come out, colorful lights played seven booths on the wide stage, and the field control with the pager in his hand kept moving left and right, and the mouth would shout "left left and left, good", and a while shout "the lights should be brightened a little more, and the props should not drop the chain", in a hurry, but also in order.

After Zhao Mingcheng and Li Jiayang finished filming the promotional video, he did not immediately return to the villa of the boss Shuimu Qinghui Garden, but asked Uncle Chen to drive to the gymnasium.

When he first walked into the venue, Zhao Mingcheng suddenly flew and hurriedly ran to a props arranger not far from him, startling the staff who had led him into the hall step by step, and couldn't figure out what the situation was.

"Bang-"

A loud noise lingered around the gymnasium, and the young prop teacher covered his chest with his hands, and his whole body pressed against the black shadow that had just rushed over, and when he came to his senses, he fell down a field control lamp, and it fell to pieces, just above the one where he was standing.

When he realized that there was someone under him, he quickly got up, and while trying to pull the black shadow, he said: "Thank you so much, if you don't save your life, are you okay......?"

The black shadow turned his head, and the props teacher was suddenly shocked, "You, you, you are Zhao Mingcheng? Oh my God, it's terrible, what if I crush you!"

This is Zhao Mingcheng, such a big project, but it is all for a few of them, if something goes wrong at this time, it is terrible to think about.

Zhao Mingcheng ignored his enthusiasm, patted the dust himself, stood up, and left like nothing happened, leaving only the prop teacher behind him to bend down and thank him.

Everyone knows that he has this kind of temperament, cool, silent, not playing a big name, just this kind of character, and most people still eat him, so the props teacher didn't have any dissatisfaction because of the embarrassment just now, but felt that he had picked up a life, and when he looked at the smashed field lamp, he gasped.

Looking at the back of Zhao Mingcheng being invited back by the staff who had just been sent in with a face full of self-blame, a staff member who worked with him next to him stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with concern: "You kid is really lucky, I didn't see that the light was about to fall, you were saved by Zhao Mingcheng, he is your lucky star!"

The prop teacher muttered with palpitations: "Yes, yes, thanks to him~"

Zhao Mingcheng was silent all the way, but the staff accompanying him had already darkened his face, his work was not done properly, and he had met him with such a negligent security problem, so how could he explain it to his partner! This is going to be a real accident at that time, but it is really fatal.

Fortunately, when it was time to send him to the car, he only said "pay attention to safety" lightly, and did not mention the termination of cooperation, which made him relieved and hurried back to reinforce and deal with potential safety hazards.

Uncle Chen's car just drove him out of the gate, and the originally busy gymnasium suddenly burst into laughter.

Dozens of little dolls who slipped out of nowhere suddenly poked their heads out of every corner and wandered unscrupulously among a group of staff.

Some of them climbed the steel pipe of the gymnasium, moved their legs upward, loosened some screw hinges at any time, some fiddled with some light balls around, rolled from the stage to the stage, and then rolled from the stage to the stage, and some of them were bold, directly hanging the field control lights above, swaying from side to side like swings, and emitting strange laughter like silver bells everywhere......

But the strange thing is that the people who are busy in the gymnasium, as if they don't see it at all, are still adjusting various equipment by themselves, although occasionally people who feel the atmosphere is strange raise their heads to look around, but they always scratch their heads and shake their heads and sigh to themselves and continue to be busy.

If they could see it, they probably wouldn't want to enter this gym again in their lives, oh no, that was before they were scared to death.

If the prop teacher just now saw a little doll because its head was stuck in the lamp base, and he had to flutter and pull out his head, and accidentally fell to the ground with the control lamp and the whole head, and fell to pieces, he probably wouldn't think Zhao Mingcheng was just a lucky star.

It was Zhao Mingcheng himself who drove back, while Uncle Chen was sitting in the back seat, with a low face, his hands on his knees, as if he was sitting in meditation and did not move. After Zhao Mingcheng got into the car, he skillfully played the steering wheel with one hand, and when the wheels just rolled, he said a few words "not a single one" coldly like an order.

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Chen suddenly opened his eyes as if he had woken up from a nightmare, but the next moment, he immediately returned to calm, and the whole person continued to be silent like a dead man. The car continued to slide, and the original laughter and slapstick in the gymnasium behind it suddenly turned into panicked screams, and then, back to calm.

When the car drove to the gate of Shuimu Qinghui Garden, a busy security guard came to greet him attentively, Zhao Mingcheng got out of the car and threw the car keys to him, Yu Guang suddenly saw Li Qingliu, who had also just arrived at the door, and followed him. Uncle Chen, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly came back to his senses, stepped out of the car, and followed their footsteps.

Zhao Mingcheng patted Li Qingliu lightly behind him, almost scaring Li Qingliu, who was also distracted, staggered, and after he stood up, he pretended to complain: "I didn't make a sound when I walked, how was the preparation for the 'Secret Night'?

As a boss, it is normal for him to care about the lives of his employees.

His villa in Shuimu Qinghui Garden is not small, so some of the employees in the company, who have difficult conditions, are all taken in by him. Among them, Zhao Mingcheng is also among them, but usually, the two do not communicate too much, and he also knows that Zhao Mingcheng is a lone personality who is good at dumping Wang Bang but is withdrawn, and the only thing he can say and ask is work.

Zhao Mingcheng put it in his pocket, walked up side by side, didn't look at him, stared at the road with his eyes, and replied casually: "It's good." ”

The moonlight stretched the shadows of the two people into a slender one, Zhao Mingcheng, who was originally an abstinence-desire teenager, at this moment, under this hazy moonlight, he was even fairer and cleaner, Li Qingliu glanced at it by chance, and had to marvel at his ability to recognize people at the beginning. Growing like this, and working so hard, whether it is the course arranged by the company or the conscious exercise, this trainee named Zhao Mingcheng has completed it very well, he thinks, this is also the reason why he was able to become the champion in "Practicing the New Generation".

Thinking about it again, when I picked him up, I really didn't expect that a mud boy would now become a popular idol sought after by the whole people.

When the two walked back to the gate of the villa slowly, they just caught up with the security guard who came to deliver the car keys at a trot, and he said with a smile on his face: "Boss Li's car key Lao Sun asked me to hand it over to you by the way, this is yours" After speaking, he stretched out his other hand and handed over Zhao Mingcheng's bunch of car keys.

Li Qingliu walked in front slightly, and took the two sets of car keys intimately, and casually said, "I know, you can get busy!"

"Okay, goodbye, Boss Li!"

The security guard said, and walked away, Li Qingliu smiled suddenly, and went back to the villa by himself, before going upstairs, he threw the two sets of car keys on the table in the hall, and told Zhao Mingcheng by the way: "Rest early, there will be less time to rest later." ”

Zhao Mingcheng looked at the car keys that Li Qingliu threw away, was in a trance, came back to his senses, and bowed his head slightly: "Okay, early-Hugh" Before he finished speaking, he probably felt that he had said too much, and the last half of the sentence was stuck back in his throat, and he continued as if muttering: "Rest early." ”

The voice is so small that only you can hear it.

On the second day, before dawn, there was already a crowd of people in front of the gymnasium. The members of the new group were about to enter through the VIP entrance, but as soon as they walked to the square, they recognized their Oba from a group of people who were tightly covered and didn't even know their mother.

The screams instantly caught everyone's attention, and if they hadn't run fast, they would have been skinned alive.

Among the members who quickly stepped into the door, a childish face said to the man with a slightly tough guy texture on the side: "I said it, you can deceive passers-by in this way, those fans, you are wrapped in a ball, and it is useless to ......"

"Hmph~" The tough guy snorted, didn't continue to deal with the other party, and walked to the backstage pointed out by the staff by himself.

"What do you mean, don't let people say it yet~" The immature face seemed to be a little reluctant, and followed closely behind the tough guy.

"Okay, you two, it's going to be all day long, it's endless. On the side, there were members who were used to seeing the excitement laughing to dissuade each of them from saying a few words, especially Su Mingrui, in the whole team, he was the youngest and was very well taken care of, but because of this, he was a little impatient, and he was straightforward and never concealed anything.

Zhao Mingcheng also saw the process of making a small fuss, but he, the captain, didn't say anything, and passed by the two of them indifferently, and there were peacemakers around him: "Okay, my young masters, the performance is important, go and prepare for each other!

Su Mingrui had always been a little stunned by Zhao Mingcheng, and when he saw that he didn't say a word, he didn't say much, sat back in his makeup and hair position angrily, and secretly stared at Zhao Mingcheng.

In his eyes, this boy, who is only one year older than him, has already been his idol early. Zhao Mingcheng is the coexistence of strength and appearance, although he is usually cold, but there are also times when he is enthusiastic, such as facing professionalism, and such as the hot dance on the night of the group...... Well, in short, some very strange qualities in his body seem a little mysterious, people can't help but want to snoop, but they can't see anything, and over time, they give birth to some curious impulses other than admiration.

It's both a teacher and a brother, or is it something they shy away from...... Members.

The host counts down on a high platform across the wall:

"Now, it's the moment of great anticipation, our superstar group of our time, the secret night of "SECRET" is about to start, let's count down to three together!"

Everyone: "3-"

Everyone: "2-"

Everyone: "1-"