I'm on fire after being hacked

Chapter 41 Who is the Good Thing

A few magpies fell outside the window, squatting on the wires early in the morning and chirping, making Han Deng noisy.

His head hurt a little, Han Deng clenched his fists and hit his head vigorously to wake himself up a bit, then looked around in a daze.

All the teammates left, and there was no one in the dormitory.Han Deng lifted the quilt and glanced at his body.

Strange, didn't I change my pajamas last night?

With this question in mind, Han Deng stood in front of the window and began to practice bubble sounds.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Han Deng tried his best to relax his face and chest, and his voice was slightly noisy. The magpie outside the window was startled by him, and flew to the distant tree with flapping wings.

Han Deng cleared his throat and coughed a few times.

After clearing his throat, and then paused for a while, Han Deng suddenly remembered, did he drink with Shi Jiu yesterday?

Han Deng subconsciously glanced at Shi Jiu's bed, his wine should be good, right?

Han Deng squinted his eyes, staring at Shi Jiu's neatly folded quilt, and started the first thought of the day.

He should, didn't do anything...

Before Han Deng could finish recalling, the door of the dormitory was suddenly opened.

The other protagonist in the story, Shi Jiu, came in with a bag of steamed buns and two cups of porridge. When he saw Han Deng, he called him, "Are you awake? Come and have breakfast."

Is it too decadent to have breakfast in the dormitory?

This idea only existed in Han Deng's head for a second, and the reaction preceded the consciousness, making the decision for him.

Han Deng wrapped a steamed stuffed bun in paper, held it in his hand and ate it slowly. After eating one, Han Deng took another sip of porridge and said, "It's delicious."

I know it's delicious at this time, why didn't you have the same attitude when you scolded me as a villain yesterday?It's really not a good thing, I shouldn't buy you breakfast!Drunks are best hungry!

Shi Jiu was full of resentment and had nowhere to say, pinching the steamed stuffed bun hard in his hand aggrieved and angrily, suddenly realized something was wrong.

Ask him: "Your voice is good?"

"Ah?" Seeing Shi Jiu's expectant eyes, Han Deng froze for a second before realizing what Shi Jiu said, "Ah!"

Han Deng's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he said quickly, "Have you heard it?"

After saying this, Han Deng also found out without giving him wine.

It's really good!

Han Deng hurriedly said a few more words: "One, one one, two three four!"

Han Deng didn't care about eating, and ran out excitedly: "I'll talk to the director!"

Shi Jiu took the porridge and followed him out. Han Deng had already rushed to the director's office excitedly, announcing the good news in front of everyone who was eating breakfast.

The performance was approaching, and the director also lived in Daxing. Hearing this, he stopped the chopsticks that were about to put siu mai in his mouth, and said dryly, "Oh, okay, you use hand mic, right?"

Han Deng nodded.

The director put down his chopsticks, saw Shi Jiu following behind Han Deng, and said in a courteous tone, "Then do you need to re-record the song?"

Han Deng's tone was still excited: "No, I'll just follow the accompanist!"

Seeing the director nodding with his own eyes, Han Deng was finally relieved. After a heavy blow, the hair on the top of his head became straighter!

The top priority in his heart was finally resolved, Han Deng was refreshed, and squinted and smiled at Shi Jiu who was helping him deliver the porridge, it was so cute.

Most of the anger in Shi Jiu's heart dissipated, forget it, he was the one who called off the engagement, let him do it.

After coming to Daxing, it was rare for him to see Han Deng smiling so happily.

Han Deng is in a very good mood today, humming a song while sitting in the dressing room doing styling.

The one who sculpted Han Deng was a little brother with dyed yellow hair, a little black tattoo on his hand, and a small black leather jacket on his body.

The little brother pursed his mouth into a straight line, looking a bit fierce.

Han Deng put away the smile on the corner of his mouth.

The black leather jacket held a curling iron in his hand. The hair was parted in the middle, and then curled on both sides. Finally, two strands of white hair were highlighted and dyed to blend with the previous one.

Han Deng has already changed into the clothes he will wear for the competition. His upper body is a white silk shirt with a deep V-neck, revealing his delicate collarbone and slender neck.

The sleeves of the shirt are so loose that they slide down the arm as soon as you raise your hand.There are floating ribbons on the arms and on both sides of the main body of the shirt, which is both beautiful and elegant when it moves.

There were six people in the team, half of them wore black trousers, and the other half wore gauze white silk trousers like Han Deng.

The little brother in black leather finished styling him, looked at the boy in the mirror who was practicing singing with his head down, and understood why those girls were so fond of these celebrities.

This boy looks better than a girl.

He is a top straight man standing at the top of the pyramid, looking at him like this, his heart beats a little faster.

Shi Jiu, who had finished modeling, came over, followed by a little girl. Shi Jiu looked in the mirror and met the eyes staring at Han Deng. The black leather jacket woke up with a start, and remembered his other purpose.

He fished in his trouser pocket, took out a small book full of girlish hearts, and a pink pen with a rabbit head, and handed it to Han Deng: "Well, hello, can you sign it for me? "

"Looking for my autograph?"

The black leather jacket nodded, rather cute.

Han Deng was taken aback by the notebook with the little flowers on it, took the cute pink pen, and took another serious look at the black leather jacket.

Sure enough, you can't just look at one side of a person. Whoever says that people with tattoos on their hands must be a fierce social person. Maybe they have a tattoo of Peppa Pig.

However, it was the first time someone asked him to sign.

Does he actually have fans? ! !

Han Deng turned on the pen and asked, "Do I need to write a TO sign?"

"No, give it to my sister. She likes you very much, let me say cheers to you."

In fact, the original words she asked the black leather garment to say were "Come on, mom will always love you! Baby, you are the best Barabara", but these words obviously cannot be said.

Although there were only two short words, Han Deng was still very happy, and smiled in a good mood: "Then can you thank her for me?"

"OK." The black leather garment made a gesture, and seeing Han Deng's smile, a touch of red appeared on his cheeks unconsciously.

Gosh, it looks even better when you smile.

Shi Jiu looked at Han Deng's small fangs when he smiled, and felt that he was like a cat meowing at a stranger who came from nowhere while his master was not at home.

It's not a good thing to be able to laugh at anyone, just tell yourself?

The qi from yesterday had the tendency to go back and forth again, and the onslaught became even more ferocious.

Before the black leather garment could chat with Han Deng again, Shi Jiu pushed the make-up girl behind him, and the black leather garment stepped aside when he saw this.

Shi Jiu walked behind Han Deng, put his slender hands on the white silk dress, pulled up the collar without changing his face and heartbeat, and pressed his fingertips on the lace edge, feeling a touch of warmth into another body.

Shi Jiu quietly felt Han Deng's pulse beating for a while, and stroked his blood vessels speciously.

So lovely.

It's a pity he didn't watch it alone.

There is a flash of danger in Shi Jiu's eyes, like a wolf who does not allow his territory to be violated, patrolling his territory ferociously.

The make-up artist Shi Jiu had found was putting on primer for him. Han Deng raised his head slightly and saw Shi Jiu in the mirror.

Shi Jiu's dance clothes are spliced, half white, half black, with sharp contrast.His eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were thick like a cloud of black mist.

The eyes of the two met in the makeup mirror. Although they were both wearing relatively fairy-like clothes, one looked like a newly born moonlight elf by the lake, while the other looked like a fallen spirit lost in a dark swamp.

Shi Jiu's voice was a little hoarse: "Help you lift your clothes, your voice is just right, don't freeze."

Han Deng: "...?"

Han Deng and his group got the fourth appearance. It was a coincidence that the first group was Chen Ruke and the others.

I heard that Chen Ruke's original song this time is very good, it is a dance song, and even Chen Kuo praised him.

Han Deng wore makeup and watched the performance quietly.

The people in the same group were sitting together, Qian Yiran knew about Han Deng's voice recovery at noon, and started to look at him with that hostile look again.

"It's not good early, it's not good late, but it's good as soon as the game comes. It's a coincidence that when we cross the river and meet the ferryman, the wheat fell into the eye of the needle!"

Lin Yuanzi and the others appeared in the last group. Lin Yuanzi was bored watching the performance and came to find Han Deng. As soon as he came, he heard these very yin and yang words.

Lin Yuanzi's tone was mocking: "Who fell in the eye of a needle, Qian Yiran, did you fall in the eye of a needle?"

Ren Ya was amused, and turned his head to see Qian Yiran's face so dark that he covered his mouth with his hand, and let out a "poof".

Qian Yiran rolled his eyes at Lin Yuanzi, folded his arms and said nothing.

Lin Yuanzi went to Han Deng's side and hugged him, and said in his mouth, "You said that there are some people here, why don't they hope to be friendly with each other? The eyes of a needle are smaller than the eye of a needle, so they have the nerve to laugh at the eye of a needle."

Qian Yiran hugged his arms even tighter, hum, I haven't practiced for so many days, let me see how well you can sing!

It's no skill to be quick-talking for a while.

Lin Yuanzi let out a "tss" in his mouth, and he was dumb-fired, so boring, he wished he could be with Han Deng, and he dared to dislike it!It's true that a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry, they are all used to it!

After teasing Qian Yiran, Lin Yuanzi sat next to Han Deng again: "Brother Deng, don't pay attention to him."

Han Deng nodded obediently.

Shi Jiu's eyes moved from Qian Yiran's body to Lin Yuanzi's body, staring at Lin Yuanzi's hand coolly, wishing he could tear it off himself.

Men are not good things, but Lin Yuanzi is?Being so close, I didn't see you hiding, and I didn't see you scolding him!ungrateful!

Lin Yuanzi didn't notice it, and went to admire Han Deng's beauty in today's prosperity. From time to time, he put his hands on Han Deng's back, and the white silk clothes were wrinkled.

Shi Jiu gritted his back teeth, called away the person sitting on Han Deng's left, and sat down by himself.

Shi Jiu's hand stretched out behind Han Deng calmly, and took Lin Yuanzi's hand away.

Lin Yuanzi has long been displeased with Shijiu, and with a smile on his lips, he commented on the performance on stage with Han Deng, and secretly squeezed his hands, and approached Han Deng again.

The strength of Shijiu was relatively strong, Lin Yuanzi dragged him for a long time, but he couldn't move him no matter what.

Lin Yuanzi withdrew his hand, changed another direction and continued to put it on Han Deng.

Shi Jiu couldn't hold back, one of his subordinates used force, and the hands of the two hit together with a crisp sound of "snap".

Han Deng heard the voice, turned around and saw two hands behind his back.

One of them had a red handprint on it and looked like it was new.

Han Deng: "...?"

What are you doing?

The villain who served alcohol first complained: "Lin Yuanzi wanted to beat you just now!"

Lin Yuanzi: "...?"

Scheming man!green tea!

It turned out that I ran into a colleague, and I usually have a cold face, I can't tell, this big brother? !

Lin Yuanzi puffed up his mouth in aggrieved manner, his eyes seemed to be covered with thin tears in an instant: "Brother Deng, he slandered me, I just saw your clothes wrinkled on your back, and wanted to help you get along!"

Shi Jiu: "...!"

OK!It seems that this kid is not a good stubble!

Shi Jiu reacted very quickly, pushed Lin Yuanzi's hand away, and stretched out his hand to touch Han Deng's back, "It's okay, the clothes are fine, and the competition is about to start, shall we eat some sugar to moisten our throat? "

Only then did Han Deng come back to his senses, Shi Jiu's hand was already in front of Han Deng, only one-tenth of a centimeter away from his lips.

Shi Jiu ignored Lin Yuanzi's gritted teeth, and said softly, "Ah——open your mouth."

You gotta know early on that I'm the best thing.

Han Deng: "...?"

What's wrong with you all?

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感谢在2020-10-2721:00:38~2020-11-0221:06:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottle of big orange;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!