The Vicious Supporting Role Only Wants to Debut as Center

Ji Zeyu picked up the sticker, frowned slightly, his eyes were a little confused: Where did the sticker's pattern seem to be seen?

After thinking for a few seconds, Ji Zeyu flashed something in his mind, and his eyes widened-isn't this the sticker on the game console? !

Ji Zeyu looked at the front and back of the sticker. There are already several stickers on it that have been torn off. According to the graphics, the torn off pattern should be exactly a deer, a pumpkin and a white cloud, which corresponds to his game console. The stickers on the back.

Ji Zeyu's Adam's apple rolled a little, and he was puzzled: Why did this sticker appear in Lu Nanyun's backpack?

Could it be that…

Ji Zeyu's hand froze suddenly.

He suddenly remembered that Lu Nanyun seemed to have hinted at himself with this kind of sticker.

Ji Zeyu tightened his fingers and opened his mouth slightly, his eyes full of disbelief when he looked at the sticker.

Although Ji Zeyu didn't have time to play the game console during this period, he kept it in the cabinet, and he said more than once in the interview that he liked the game console given by this fan.

And this game console... was actually given by Lu Nanyun?

For some reason, Ji Zeyu's heartbeat began to accelerate, and his heart hurt a little.

Just as Ji Zeyu was surprised and suspicious, the next door was opened. Zhou Cheng stood by the car, and a cold voice came: "We are here." His eyes fell on the sticker in Ji Zeyu's hand.

Ji Zeyu returned to his senses, was stunned, and said hurriedly: "Oh, okay, I will get off now..." After that, he carefully put the sticker in his hand back into his bag.

"What is that?" Zhou Cheng asked casually.

"Stickers." Ji Zeyu said as he picked up the backpack.

"I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing." Zhou Cheng's tone was a little teasing, "It looks quite naive."

Ji Zeyu tightened his fingers slightly, and finally gave a soft "um": "It's pretty."

While getting out of the car, Ji Zeyu put on a black mask to block his face.

At the moment when he put it on, Ji Zeyu smelled a familiar smell, which seemed to be Lu Nanyun’s commonly used perfume—the mask was put in the bag and dyed with perfume. Although it was extremely light, Ji Zeyu felt that the smell was very strong at this moment.

The smell of sea salt and mint reminded him of Lu Nanyun sitting beside him watching his picture when he was in the car, and often handed him the gray U-shaped pillow, and the pillow also had this smell.

"Here." Zhou Cheng walked to the corner and looked back at the frustrated young man, "Why are you absent-minded?"

Ji Zeyu hurriedly followed him and said, "It's nothing."

Zhou Cheng is a frequent visitor to this restaurant. He is familiar with taking Ji Zeyu to the top VIP box on the top floor, surrounded by transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the surrounding night scene.

The box was filled with the scent of red wine, and there were delicate flowers on the table.

Ji Zeyu took off his mask. In normal times, he might feel that the smell in the box is very good, but at the moment he prefers the smell of perfume on the mask, and he is a little reluctant when he takes off the mask.

Ji Zeyu sat opposite Zhou Cheng. Zhou Cheng asked him what food he wanted to eat. He casually pointed a few times on the menu, still thinking about Lu Nanyun's problems in his mind.

Ji Zeyu's curiosity grew stronger. He wanted to know what happened to the game console and stickers. He simply took out his mobile phone and prepared to send a message to Lu Nanyun.

"Is it unhappy to come out and play with me?" Zhou Cheng's voice came, interrupting Ji Zeyu's movements.

Ji Zeyu was taken aback, and suddenly realized that it was really impolite to do this, so he hurriedly put away his mobile phone and said to Zhou Cheng, "Excuse me, I just wanted to talk to my teammates."

Zhou Cheng looked at him with a calm expression, and said after a moment: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yeah." Ji Zeyu nodded, "but I often see you and FMW on hot searches."

"Don't call me honorable, don't call my teacher." Zhou Cheng frowned slightly and said, "I'm not much older than you, so calling it this makes me look old."

Ji Zeyu was taken aback for a moment and couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect Zhou Cheng to care about this kind of thing and said, "That's not good, you are a senior."

"Forget it, it's up to you." Zhou Cheng said after a moment of silence, a little unhappy.

The waiter had the pre-dinner dishes, and Zhou Cheng said to Ji Zeyu: "I will drive a while, so I won't drink, I'll pour some for you." Then, he picked up the wine bottle and put it into the goblet in front of Ji Zeyu. Poured a small half glass of wine.

Ji Zeyu took a sip from the wine glass, not daring to drink more, because he didn't know the amount of alcohol in this body.

"How are your preparations for your new album?" Zhou Cheng poured himself a glass of juice and raised his eyes to Ji Zeyu, "Is it going well?"

Ji Zeyu shook his head and said: "The last song is an original song, and it is also the song of the same name of the E.N boy group. The company lets us determine the theme and content by ourselves, and there are big differences within the team."

"Big differences?" Zhou Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you the best at adjusting team differences."

"I have different ideas from them." When Ji Zeyu said this, he had a headache. "They both want to create another popular pop song similar to "Rose Nebula" and find ways to add various elements...but I don't I think this is a good thing."

Discussing the content of music, Zhou Cheng became calm and professional. He looked at Ji Zeyu and slowly asked: "Why? The popularity of "Rose Nebula" is so high and it has brought you a lot of benefits. Songs are not impossible."

"The "Rose Nebula" is indeed very popular, but it didn't make everyone remember us." Ji Zeyu frowned slightly and said seriously, "Many people only know that this song was sung by the EN men's group. The melody is good and the dance is beautiful, but it doesn't I want to know about this boy group."

"Are you trying to say... this song doesn't represent you?" Zhou Cheng was startled when he heard the words.

Ji Zeyu nodded and watched Zhou Cheng slowly say: "The success of this song is not only due to the EN boy group, but also the gold medal composer and choreographer behind it. I hope that the original song can Branded with the EN boy group's own brand, let everyone think of us when they hear this song."

Zhou Cheng was touched by Ji Zeyu's words, and for a moment he forgot to speak. The next second, his Adam's apple rolled: "Then what type of song do you want to do?"

"Lyrics." Ji Zeyu said earnestly, "It's a completely different route from "Rose Nebula"."

"But lyric songs are not pleasing to the boy group." Zhou Cheng looked at him and said slowly.

Ji Zeyu sighed slightly: "This is what I worry about. I'm afraid that my teammates will not understand what I think. Maybe they will support me in the end, but I don't want the team to be grudged by it."

"Although it's not pleasing, it's not impossible." Zhou Cheng suddenly curled his lips and said slowly, "To be honest, I didn't understand your idea at first, but now I can understand it."

Ji Zeyu was slightly startled.

Zhou Cheng continued: "I saw the aunts dancing square dance at the gate of the community a few days ago. The background music was "Rose Nebula"."

Ji Zeyu whispered: "Yes, this song has dominated many squares recently, and there are also various barbecue stalls and two-yuan shops... Although I am very happy, there are many such songs in the album, and I still hope to change it. Try this style."

"Since it is your song of the same name, let's do the content that is most meaningful to you. It will also help you win the Star Rhyme Award." Zhou Cheng shook the glass, took a sip, and said calmly, "Besides, There are so many popular lyrical songs every year, why can't it be sung by a boy group?"

Ji Zeyu was filled with joy when Zhou Cheng said so, and he knew that Zhou Cheng would understand himself.

However, Zhou Cheng's wine glass was filled with juice, and it looked a little cute when he shook the glass, which made Ji Zeyu couldn't help but smile.

"...What are you laughing at?" Zhou Cheng asked strangely.

Ji Zeyu hurriedly smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just think what you said makes sense."

After the steak was served, Ji Zeyu was eating the steak while discussing original songs with Zhou Cheng. Time flies so fast that he drank more than one glass of red wine.

Zhou Cheng is not only like a friend who understands Ji Zeyu, but also like a predecessor who taught Ji Zeyu all his experience.

"In short, when everyone disagrees, you have to trust your own judgment." Zhou Cheng's lips curled slightly, watching Ji Zeyu say slowly, "If they don't understand you..."

Ji Zeyu looked at him and blinked: "What should I do?"

"Then you show weakness appropriately." Zhou Cheng said meaningfully.

"Showing weakness?" Ji Zeyu was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"The captain doesn't need to force everyone's consent," Zhou Cheng explained slowly, "Sometimes, you can retreat to advance and let your attitude soften to make them feel soft."

Hearing this, Ji Zeyu felt that Zhou Cheng made a lot of sense, but he couldn't understand what seemed weird.

Towards the end of the meal, Ji Zeyu took a bite of dessert, and suddenly remembered the purpose of calling Zhou Cheng out this time, and said to him: "Ms. Zhou, I really appreciate your help in canvassing for me and participating in the dance challenge."

Zhou Cheng's movements paused slightly, raised his eyes to look at Ji Zeyu, and slowly said, "Is there nothing else to say?"

"Oh yes..." Ji Zeyu remembered another thing. "Last time you wrote the piano scores and notes. It helped me a lot to play the piano. Thank you too."

Zhou Cheng was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately said: "Piano scores and precautions? I haven't written them."

Ji Zeyu was stunned.

"At that time, I only wrote words like cheering on paper." Zhou Cheng thought about it and said slowly, "My piano level is average and I can't guide you. You can practice the piano completely on your own."

Ji Zeyu was hit by Zhou Cheng's words and was speechless for a long time. He sat blankly, his mind blank for a while.

Not written by Zhou Cheng?

He was so touched by Zhou Cheng at that time, he was always thinking about this incident in his heart. Originally, he wanted to post a special thank you to Weibo. Later, he stopped because the program group did not let him reveal the content of the program...

As a result, that piece of paper... was not written by Zhou Cheng? ?

"What's the matter?" Zhou Cheng asked.

Ji Zeyu said blankly: "No, nothing..."

"What's the plan for the evening?" Zhou Cheng's tone became gentle, "I heard that there is a private theater nearby, do you want to go see it together? I have been busy with work recently, and I haven't watched a movie for a long time."

In fact, Zhou Cheng had already bought the ticket and placed it in his pocket.

In normal times, Ji Zeyu would definitely agree to the invitation of his predecessors. After all, he was just watching a movie, and the private theater avoided the risk of being recognized.

But now, Ji Zeyu hesitated.

He wanted to find out what happened to the game console sticker, and also wanted to find out who gave the paper.

Seeing Ji Zeyu's hesitation, Zhou Cheng said again: "The movie is not long, and I can send you back at night, so you don't have to worry about it." It brought some comfort.

Ji Zeyu tightened his fingers slightly. After a while, he looked at Zhou Cheng and said to him, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhou, I want to go back now."

The tone is calm and firm.

Zhou Cheng's fingers squeezed the two tickets in his pockets and quickly released them. He returned to his usual cold and calm appearance, and said to Ji Zeyu: "Okay. I'll take you back."

Ji Zeyu got up, suddenly felt a little groggy in his head.

The stamina of the red wine is coming up.

Ji Zeyu took a deep breath, walked out of the box, let the outside air into his lungs, tried to stay awake, but still felt a little top-heavy.

It seems that this body does not have a lot of alcohol.

Fortunately, Ji Zeyu didn't drink much, and he wasn't the physique of being able to face. He was able to restrain the influence of alcohol and sat in Zhou Cheng's car calmly.

When I returned to the villa, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

After getting off the car, Ji Zeyu calmly said thankful words to Zhou Cheng, and walked back to the villa without expression.

The pace is a bit slow.

Zhou Cheng didn't notice the strangeness, and shouted at his back: "Get some rest early."

It took a few seconds for Ji Zeyu to react. He raised his hand with his back to Zhou Cheng and waved twice.

At this moment, Ji Zeyu's consciousness has been eroded by alcohol for the most part, relying on the remaining reason to maintain his composure.

After entering the villa, Ji Zeyu's footsteps were already a bit swayed, but on the surface he just looked a little tired.

Several teammates were sitting at the coffee table playing board games. Seeing Ji Zeyu's return, Qi Aodong hurriedly put down the cards in his hand, stepped forward and asked, "Where have you been with Zhou Cheng, why did you come back so late?"

"Private theater." Ji Zeyu's brain was on the verge of freezing, and he began to answer questions indiscriminately.

"Private... theater?" Qi Aodong was stunned, "Where do you have time to watch movies?"

Wei Yichen frowned slightly, and said to Ji Zeyu, "Why did Zhou Cheng take you to that kind of place?"

"What's wrong with that place?" Wan Taki asked puzzledly.

Tang Xiayan was silent for a moment, and explained: "If there are only two people going to the private theater, they are usually lovers."

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, Luo Ming put down the pile of good cards in his hand, and had no thought of winning, got up and walked to Ji Zeyu's side, was about to talk, and suddenly smelled the smell of wine on his body.

"Did you drink?" Luo Ming was shocked, "Ji Zeyu, you are so bold! Do you dare to drink outside late at night without any sense of self-protection?" Completely ignored that Ji Zeyu is a 1.8 meter boy. The fact, and he became the champion in the competition of thigh strength.

"I'm not drunk again." Ji Zeyu replied calmly, his eyes a little out of focus, "You take care of a lot, smelly Luo Ming."

Qi Aodong frowned and went to Raji Zeyu's arm: "Come with me and I will make tea for you. You can drink it before going to bed."

"I don't." Ji Zeyu shook off his hand, puffing his cheeks slightly, "I have something."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Huai walked over, frowning and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"I'm looking for... looking for..." Ji Zeyu tried hard to think about it, for a moment he couldn't remember who he was looking for.

The eyes of everyone present were focused on Ji Zeyu.

He poked his temple with his finger, and a few seconds later showed a suddenly realized expression: "Ah, I'm looking for Xiao Yun."

"Xiaoyun?" Luo Ming's eyes widened, "Which woman?"

"Just, just..." Ji Zeyu pointed upstairs, "Just the one in my room, which looks so long and good-looking."

Everyone's complexion changed.

Wei Yichen frowned and said, "When is there a girl in your room?" With a cold voice, he stood up and walked directly upstairs.

Xiao Huai also changed his expression: "Damn, Ji Zeyu, are you crazy, you Jinwu Cangjiao, no, Jinwu Cangyun?" He also walked upstairs.

"There is someone else in your room, why don't I know?" Qi Aodong also frowned, did not think about the name carefully, his jealousy made him lose his ability to think, and followed Wei and Xiao upstairs.

Luo Ming's expression became a little cold: "Do you know what you are talking about?" Then he turned upstairs.

Compared with these people who lost their minds, Tang Xiayan quickly reacted-Ji Zeyu should be talking about Lu Nanyun, right? !

Before he had time to stop these teammates, they were already on the second floor.

Wan Taki, who loves to join in the fun, also ran up, rushed to the first one to open the door, and shouted into the room: "Where is Xiaoyun?"

The moment the door opened, I saw Lu Nanyun sitting on the floor with an uncomfortable expression, holding a mobile phone in his hand, with a cold expression.

Lu Nanyun turned his gaze to Wan Long, his tone was bitingly cold: "You called Xiao Yun?"

Everyone was stunned at the door, and immediately reacted—

Damn, it turned out to be Xiao Yun? !

How could anyone call Lu Nanyun that way!

Tang Xiayan hurriedly came up to complete the game, pulled these teammates away, pushed Ji Zeyu into the room door before leaving, and said to Lu Nanyun: "Xiao Ji is looking for you, you guys have a good chat."

Ji Zeyu walked in, raised his eyes and looked at Lu Nanyun. He smiled immediately and said softly, "I, I am today, is it early to come back?"

He walked towards Lu Nanyun, but his footsteps were a little awkward, his sanity had been almost eaten away by alcohol.

"Did you drink?" Lu Nanyun put down his phone, frowned and walked to Ji Zeyu, looking down at him, "How much did you drink?" His tone was slightly unhappy.

"Just a little bit." Ji Zeyu stretched out his hand and gestured a height with his index finger and thumb, "a little bit."

Looking at the half-drunk but not drunk boy, Lu Nanyun stretched out his hand to pull his wrist: "You go and drink some milk with me first..."

Ji Zeyu's sanity seemed to have returned a little. He stepped back to avoid Lu Nanyun's movements, and whispered, "Stay away from me."

Lu Nanyun's hands froze in midair.

Ji Zeyu was a little untenable, stepped back a few steps, leaned against the wall and slowly slid down, sitting on the floor.

Ji Zeyu picked up the phone, opened a dialog box in a staring place, typed for a long time, and sent Lu Nanyun a sentence: "We can't interact." There was a typo in it.

While typing, Ji Zeyu saw that Lu Nan sent himself a note 20 minutes ago "Why haven't you come back", 30 minutes ago "Have you finished eating", and an hour ago, "Zhou Cheng takes you." Where did he go", "what did he eat", and "why ignore me", and he has not looked at his phone, so he did not reply to these messages.

After putting down the phone, Ji Zeyu seemed a little unhappy. He threw the phone aside and looked up at Lu Nanyun, with a bit of confusion and loss in his eyes.

Lu Nanyun's heart was severely pulled.

He swallowed, and then said to Ji Zeyu: "Don't sit on the ground, it's cold."

Ji Zeyu was stunned. He scratched his hair, reached for his mobile phone, and wanted to send a message to Lu Nanyun. After talking for a long time, he didn’t know what he wanted to say. He swiped his fingers on the screen indiscriminately, and finally sent three words. : "Can't walk."

Lu Nanyun sighed and said to Ji Zeyu, "When is it, you still want to use your mobile phone to send me a message?" He frowned slightly, his eyes were full of distress, his fingers tightened hard, his tone a little anxious.

The two were only a few steps away, but there was an invisible wall between them.

Ji Zeyu was a little aggrieved. He couldn't figure out why Lu Nanyun looked fierce. He picked up the phone and glanced at Lu Nanyun. Then he sent a "You don't want to coax me" emoticon with a poor little cat on it.

Lu Nanyun glanced at the phone, angrily and wanted to laugh.

After that, Lu Nanyun threw the phone on the bed and walked aside without knowing what he was doing.

Ji Zeyu felt dizzy and dizzy. He still had a lot of questions without asking Lu Nanyun. He had to stay awake...

But gradually, Ji Zeyu didn't even have the strength to hold the phone.

He leaned against the wall, with soft bangs drooping in front of his forehead, eyes drooping, and the cold floor was the only existence that could make him a little sober.

A few minutes later, Lu Nanyun walked up to Ji Zeyu, slowly squatted down, stretched out his broad palm and gently patted his cheek: "Get up."

Ji Zeyu raised his eyes and looked at him without speaking.

Lu Nanyun patiently said "good" again.

Ji Zeyu finally moved, but he is now top-heavy, and it is very difficult to stand up. He is supporting the wall with his hands, but his body is as heavy as if he is filled with lead, and his efforts for a while are in vain.

Ji Zeyu felt Lu Nanyun staring at him, but he couldn't tell the emotion in the other person's eyes.

Ji Zeyu wanted to talk, and remembered that they were ordered not to interact, and reached out to grab their mobile phone.

At the moment when he stretched out his hand, Ji Zeyu's wrist was grabbed by a big hand.

Ji Zeyu was taken aback for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Lu Nanyun, and shook his head lightly, as if saying "this is not possible".

But Lu Nanyun did not respond.

After a while, Lu Nanyun walked to the side of Ji Zeyu, one hand gently rounded the back of Ji Zeyu's neck, and the other hand passed under his knee.

In the next second, Ji Zeyu was slightly startled by the feeling of flying into the air.

The brain seemed to wake up a bit at this moment.

The shocked feeling made him a little bit overwhelmed.

Ji Zeyu glanced at the man holding him, thinking in disbelief—

Is he being held by the princess now?

"You, you let me down..." Ji Zeyu finally spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, "Don't, don't hold me like this..."

"Although I really want to ask, why don't you reply to me." Lu Nanyun's voice was calm and jealous, "But, you should shut up now."

"Xiao Yun..." Ji Zeyu grasped Lu Nan Yun's shoulders and could feel his solid muscles, "If we were photographed like this, my brother would be angry..."

"No." Lu Nanyun said decisively.

Ji Zeyu stared at him blankly. From his perspective, he could see the jawline of the opponent's jaw cut and the cold side face.

Noting Ji Zeyu's gaze, Lu Nanyun looked at him while walking toward the bed.

"Why not?" Ji Zeyu's reaction became sluggish. He asked this question when he walked to the bed. He looked around and said, "There are so many cameras in the room..."

"Pull it out." Lu Nanyun said coldly.

Ji Zeyu widened his eyes and said unbelievably: "You, what did you say?"

"I said," Lu Nanyun hugged Ji Zeyu, gently put him on the bed, put his hand on his head, and lowered his head and said softly, "I have unplugged the camera and the power supply in the room."

When Ji Zeyu heard Lu Nanyun's words, he looked at him blankly, not knowing whether it was because of the handsome facial features that were too close, or because what he said was too shocking, and his mind was blank for a while.

After a while, Ji Zeyu recovered and looked at Lu Nanyun, as if he had something to say to him.

Lu Nanyun looked at him patiently and said mildly: "Just say anything you want. There are no cameras now."

The tone was soft and the atmosphere seemed a bit ambiguous.

Ji Zeyu’s eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. He stared at Lu Nan Yun’s eyes, opened his lips lightly, and said the clearest, most complete, and most sensible sentence after returning to the villa, with a few words in his tone. Shocked:

"There is actually this kind of operation?"

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