Chapter 1269 Friendship

When Xia Song returned to the training base, he had already changed into new clothes, and there was nothing unusual about him.

The change of clothes was brought over by the driver who had disappeared before. This driver had an ordinary appearance, and there was nothing eye-catching about him from his facial features to his clothes to his temperament. Xia Song really realized something was wrong when he looked around after thanking him and getting off the car. As the car left, I suddenly realized that I couldn't remember the driver's face at all.

Am I being arrogant again? No, no matter how arrogant you are, you still won't have any impression after meeting... Did the driver deliberately restrain his aura?

His sense of presence is even lower than his own. According to the teacher, he is probably at the level of a spy.

There are indeed many talented people in Qinyi Technology.

Xia Song still didn't know that he had met Chi Chuan, the boss behind the Emperor, again after half a year. He gathered his thoughts and walked into the training base, thinking about his next move as the elevator quickly ascended.

I caught up on some sleep on the way back, and I still have enough energy. Anyway, I will do regular exercise first, and then...

There was an almost negligible feeling of weightlessness, the elevator door opened, and a figure happened to pass by in front of him.

"Qi Shuang." Xia Song said.

"?!" UNGREY's captain was slightly startled, "Oh, you're back."

She took a cursory look at Xia Song's face and saw no dark circles, so she said succinctly: "Remember to catch up on your training."

Qi Shuang didn't mention that both she and Shi Yan had received the news that Xia Song would be home late. The nine of them had always taken care of their own side jobs and had nothing to do with each other. Besides, the person involved was already here, so talking about it was just a way to pass the time. Spending time chatting, Qi Shuang rarely had such ineffective exchanges in the training base.

Xia Song nodded and smiled.

Qi Shuang's ambition and ambition, which had never changed, seemed particularly stable at this time. He instantly felt that he was back in a familiar atmosphere and felt very at ease.

"Today we will review singing and dancing as a group, starting at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Qi Shuang simply informed him and then continued walking forward.

Xia Song stopped her: "Sister, I want to ask you something."

"Um."

Qi Shuang responded, a little surprised. It would be good if Xia Song could find someone outside of business hours. He took the initiative to speak like this, with a very homely tone, which was really rare in his impression.

"That's right, have you ever imagined a parallel world?"

Xia Song thought for a while and said, "Similar to that, in one or many parallel worlds, the teacher is still the teacher, and the instructor is still the instructor, but under the contract with Yangliu Entertainment, it is not us who receive training and guidance, but other practices In other words, luck accounts for a large proportion of our ability to reach this point in the current world..."

"Ah." Qi Shuang said calmly, "What else?"

"Uh." Xia Song got stuck in a rare moment.

"Who would have thought a year ago that a new teacher would arrive in early April and our idol career would be turned upside down?"

Qi Shuang shrugged, "We all know it's luck, so just cherish it."

"Or, what you want to discuss is the opposite direction. You feel that everything we have obtained so far relies too much on luck, so you are a little uneasy? In this case, I will answer you that luck is also a part of strength, just keep a normal mind."

"..." Xia Song blinked slowly, "Oh."

"What's wrong?"

Qi Shuang noticed from Xia Song's questions and reactions that something was a little different with him than usual, and stopped when he was about to leave.

"I thought." Xia Song knew that it was not polite to say this, but the relationship between the nine of them was not the kind of relationship that needed to be avoided. "You were hindered in your starting point, and you managed to get through with your own efforts. You should be interested in luck. This ethereal thing feels even more..."

more?

Xia Song himself couldn't tell what it was.

He just felt that perhaps from the perspective of "not gray", these unyielding girls would believe more in the victory of man than in the blessing of luck.

"You didn't read our interview." Qi Shuang said suddenly.

Xia Song: "...ah?"

"You bastard, you don't care about your sister at all." Qi Shuang walked over unceremoniously and raised his hand to knock Xia Song on the head, "We just answered similar questions in "Cheese Pictorial", it's so fresh. "

"Ahem." Xia Song avoided Qi Shuang's bright eyes that "called for punishment".

Well, he really rarely reads materials. Rather than outline and understand the idol girl group "Not Gray" in the public eye through scattered and trivial information, he would of course prefer to get in touch with these live and real sisters in reality. Listen to They express their views and ideas with their own mouths.

"Okay, go read the magazine by yourself, I have other things to do."

Qi Shuang said and turned around. After taking a few steps, she remembered something and reminded, "It doesn't matter anything else. When it comes to the teacher's materials, you should always look at them twice."

She blinked her left eye alone: ​​"It's convenient for 'collusion', you know what I mean."

Xia Song laughed dumbly: "I understand."

This makes sense. People outside still think that the teacher who led them is an outstanding woman. Information like this should be paid attention to in a timely manner and communicated with each other, lest someone speak quickly and expose the whole lie.

Qi Shuang stopped talking and waved her hands to go about her business. Xia Song also turned to the gym and took advantage of the jogging to warm up and opened the internal tablet computer that came with the treadmill.

When the computer is turned on, it automatically jumps to the official homepages of "Qian Se" and "Not Gray". What Qi Shuang said is true. The news of the release of the electronic version of "Cheese Pictorial" is marked with a NEW in the time column. Xia Song clicked on the link and found the issue he was concerned about not long after.

Unlike the cheerful photo-taking style of "saying cheese loudly and making a fancy photo", the words of "Cheese Pictorial" in the interview are not gentle.

…

Q: As we all know, "Not Gray" first appeared in the public eye because of the road show, but in fact, it became famous because you were lucky enough to catch the express train of "Scale Man". Do you have any grudges about this? Do you feel that "we have worked so hard for so long but have no results, and in the end it is not as good as a coincidence"?

A/Qi Shuang:

Of course it is lucky. Whether it is for UNGREY or "Scale Man", this cooperation is a good opportunity and an absolute win-win situation. Although there is indeed a saying that "opportunity is more important than hard work", if you don't work hard in normal times, you won't be able to seize the opportunity even if it comes.

As for the mentality, I always think that since it is a rare opportunity, I should accept it openly and do my best. Today, the results have said it all: we did it, and "The Scale Man" was a great success. Nothing is more convincing than actual results.

A/Xing Yufei:

Thank you for your concern and understand your concerns~ From the causal logic, if there is no road show, we will not accumulate the experience of outdoor performances; if there is no experience, our performance effect will be greatly reduced, and it will not be enough to attract the attention of passers-by, "The Scale Man" investors and directors; if we can't attract them, naturally there will be no two-way connection and two-way achievement between the film and the theme song.

I am the type who believes in fatalism. Although the saying "accidental coincidence" sounds novel and romantic, who can say that this is not a kind of inevitability?

And, if we really want to talk about coincidence and luck, I think music producers are more powerful. After all, Director Fang (chief director of "Scale Man") also said that it is really rare to find a song that fits the theme of "Scale Man" so well. Doesn't this mean that our producer teachers are all prophets and have successfully "predicted the theme" a few years ago? - Haha, just kidding, I respect the efforts of teachers very much. If such efforts are only described by luck, it would be really rude. (Laughs)

A/Jiang Qing'e:

Huh? I haven't thought about it. It's the teacher who told us to run around Shanghai for road shows, so just do it. As for the fact that we have worked hard for a long time but have no results... Well, is that so? As long as there is an audience who feels happy after watching our performance, I think that is a very good result!

A/Lou Lan:

No. Hard work is hard work, luck is luck, there is no conflict.

……

Xia Song thoughtfully turned off the tablet (before turning it off, he did not forget to click on Xing Yufei's answer and said "good scold"), then got off the treadmill and went to the next training venue.

I feel...compared to them, I am indeed at a disadvantage.

The development of "Qian Se" was too smooth. Although it encountered difficulties, it was nothing more than some insignificant slander and rumors, slander related to "plagiarism", and doubts about "lip-syncing".

With the all-round agent Liu Huajun behind the scenes, the full microphone strength of myself and my teammates, and the trust and support of the "Qian Se Hua", these difficulties were all solved very easily, which gave people a strong illusion of "I am level 999+ and I can push forward all the way, and the monsters along the way are just fun adjustments".

But UNGREY is not like that. They fought their way up from the bottom, and their wills were tempered much more pure and firm than theirs. What Xia Song is confused about now is just the stuff they think about. Compared with his confusion and hesitation, they have already figured it out and are self-consistent in adversity again and again, and now they are marching forward with their heads held high and moving forward.

What amazing girls.

Xia Song lowered his head and smiled.

He gathered his spirits, stopped being distracted, and devoted himself to the next training.

Time passed quickly while he was concentrating, and it was already night in a blink of an eye.

As usual, Xia Song stayed in the control room for a long time, continuing to study the details of the stage design and process arrangement.

He had vaguely guessed from Liu Huajun's reaction that the venue of their debut concert was not easy to determine, and there might be changes, but it just so happened that their performance was least dependent on a fixed venue - this is the advantage of the "mobile battlefield".

As long as there are enough seats in the audience and a good view can be guaranteed, Xia Song has full confidence to ensure that everything else is not a problem.

It is not a good thing to have too strong a desire for control, but it is indeed very reassuring to hold the most important part firmly in your hands and avoid any possible accidents.

The insertion of the band part is still a bit abrupt, so make a few versions of the plan first and wait for the teacher's opinion... the timing of the stage split in the second half... and there are still a few solo tracks that have not been determined...

Xia Song nestled in the pulley boss chair, kicking the table legs from time to time, and patrolling back and forth between several screens.

All things are difficult at the beginning. I hope that next year's tours of "Thousand Colors" and "Not Gray" can gather a group of capable and trustworthy team members to at least share some of the insignificant workload.

Xia Song continued to work while sighing. About an hour later, he stretched and hit the power button.

The screen of the main console showed a line of words [MONSTER NINE] before it went completely black. It flashed twice, and Xia Song smiled at it.

Monster Nine, the combination of "Thousand Colors" and "Not Gray", is usually referred to as M9 or "Monster 9".

When the name was first decided, everyone thought of many proposals. After much discussion, the first one to be adopted was Shi Yan's proposal of "There must be 9 no matter what".

The youngest in the team, the captain of "Thousand Colors", Shi Yan, who is always sunny and cheerful, does have a paranoid spirit in his bones. A few months ago, he completely laid the tone of the concert and the pursuit of everyone's idol career with the sentence "I want to see every fan's face clearly". Now this enthusiastic and somewhat crazy persistence has also continued to "If one is missing, it is not the original group".

Xia Song likes it very much, and everyone likes it.

So 9 was decided, and then, I forgot who had a chuunibyou attack, or maybe everyone was chuunibyou, anyway, the topic was around and around, "What's wrong with the great demon king Qin raising a few monsters?", so the word Monster quickly became a candidate, and soon defeated the words Devil and Vanguard, which were too distinct and not conducive to the expansion of the style, and was successfully selected as the final combination name.

MN-4-001, representing the first patent owned by Xia Song, who ranked fourth in Monster Nine.

Xia Song jumped down from the chair and walked slowly towards the dormitory.

It's called a dormitory, but it's actually a temporary lounge with storage function. After all, they sleep in coffins...medicinal baths, and only need beds, quilts and pillows for a short rest.

No key or password is required, the transparent glass door completes facial recognition a few meters away and automatically opens to both sides.

Xia Song stepped in. The environment here is quite simple, similar to the military camp. Looking around, there is only a row of lockers and neatly arranged bunk beds.

A figure was sitting on the lower bunk not far away.

Xia Song was not surprised.

The other party was not surprised by his arrival either.

Xia Song walked over and sat down on the bed opposite Shi Yan.

They looked at each other across an aisle.

There was a unique tranquility in the air, no one spoke, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Silence, but not dull, would not make anyone feel depressed.

Xia Song could feel that his heartbeat was very stable, and he knew that Shi Yan was the same.

They had shared ten years together, and every drop of time flowed into the past that could not be changed, pulling out a yarn as thin and tough as spider silk, gently and firmly binding the growth process and destiny of the two together.

Sometimes just looking at the face in front of you, you can imagine what the other person will look like in the next ten, twenty, or fifty years.

They exchanged blue shirts, and believed that one day in the future they would touch each other's white hair.

At an age when they had not yet figured out what a promise was, they were already sure that they would never be absent from each other's lives.

One second, two seconds, in this unique warmth created little by little by more than three thousand days, Shi Yan looked at Xia Song, welcomed his full gaze, and gave him a 100% look.

Too familiar, nothing needs to be said.

No need to confide, no need to apologize, no need to confess.

Just a face-to-face look is enough to convey everything you want to express.

"Ha..."

After a while, Xia Song lowered his head, stood up and walked over, collapsed on Shi Yan, and wrapped his arms around him.

"I got carried away." Xia Song closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice.

"Then I have to pay attention next time." Shi Yan reached out and hugged Xia Song's back.

"Yeah." Xia Song responded.

There was no more dialogue, and no need for more dialogue.

Just this is enough.

Xia Song took a deep breath in Shi Yan's neck, then raised his head and bumped his forehead with his forehead.

"Hmm." Shi Yan whispered.

It's not the forehead that hurts, it's the bridge of the nose.

Although it's a bit strange to say this, it's true that both of their noses are very straight, and it's the bridge of the nose that hits first rather than the forehead.

"Good night."

Xia Song stood up and walked towards the exit of the lounge. The breath exuded from his whole body was like a cat returning to a familiar corner, as if he would curl up like a chicken leg in the next second and fall asleep in the even snoring.

"Good night."

Shi Yan said to the lazy back.

He understood the meaning of the forehead collision. From childhood to adulthood, Xia Song had done this only a few times, but each time was very solemn.

This kind of communication of thoughts mediated by actions is a bit difficult to translate. If he must say it, Shi Yan knows that Xia Song is expressing:

I am loyal to you.

Shi Yan is very used to this.

Xia Song is like this, not talkative, it doesn't matter, anyway, he understands.

The sound of footsteps in slippers gradually faded away, and the air was quiet for a while.

A head slowly emerged from the upper bunk not far away, and the hair fell down due to gravity, which was a bit scary in the lounge with only a night light on.

"..." Yu Lan said slowly, "Is it over?"

"Yeah."

Shi Yan's voice was calm and natural, without any worry or relief, as if everything that happened just now was just a trivial matter.

Yu Lan slowly climbed down from the upper bunk and leaned against the ladder.

"It feels like I've become that unpleasant guy who snitches," he said.

"What?" Shi Yan laughed.

Yu Lan said no more and looked up at the ceiling.

After that day, he did tell Shi Yan privately about Xia Song's abnormal behavior, and also admitted his mistake. Part of Shi Yan's reaction was expected by Yu Lan - he smiled and forgave him for his "kill first and tell later", saying that he would find an opportunity to tell Liu Huajun and ask her to help pay attention to the movements of Luo Ling and Canhua Entertainment. But unexpectedly, Shi Yan just nodded and said:

"Okay, I get it."

At first, Yu Lan thought that it was a cover-up that deliberately minimized a serious matter, or that it was difficult to speak because the relationship was too close, so he subconsciously chose to escape.

But after carefully studying Shi Yan's face and eyes, he was surprised to find that he was really calm.

It's not so much calm as it is calmness under control.

"Has the captain discovered it already?" Yu Lan asked hesitantly.

"Huh? No."

Shi Yan once again gave an unexpected answer to Yu Lan.

Yu Lan was stunned, a little confused about the current situation.

"How should I put it? If Xia Song is so obvious that even I find it, then it must be his problem."

Shi Yan's calm speech revealed the arrogance of being pampered, "And he will not let himself have such a big problem. This is his dignity."

"Well..." Yu Lan didn't quite understand, "Anyway, don't you need to do anything?"

"No need." Shi Yan said in a relaxed tone, "He will come to me. When he feels that 'it's really not possible anymore,' he will come to me."

"……Yeah."

"On the other hand, if I take the initiative to ask Xia Song to say anything, it will be a thousand percent denial."

Shi Yan even laughed, "He definitely can't stand it, and neither can I."

Yu Lan stared at him blankly, feeling deeply for the first time that there was a barrier between people who grew up together. Newcomers could not break this barrier, nor could they understand their unique rules.

Is this a special kind of trust?

Believe that Xia Song is measured and conscious, or believe that other people will wake up Xia Song in time and get him back before things become irreversible... or something like that?

Yu Lan thought about it, still puzzled, but finally nodded to Shi Yan.

"I see."

He hesitated for a moment, "Although it's a bit strange to ask this...but when that day comes, do you mind if I sit in?"

——After receiving Shi Yan's indifferent affirmative reply, until today, Yu Lan thought that he would see Shi Yan and Xia Song having a long conversation.

In the end, it was over in a few sentences.

"I feel very surprised." Yu Lan murmured.

"Eh? Where?" Shi Yan was still sitting on the bed, looking up at him.

"Everywhere." Yu Lan smiled, whether confused or helpless, "How did the captain know that he was coming... to talk about business?"

"Huh? Are you talking about Xia Song?" Shi Yan tilted his head, "He is very understanding."

"He always likes to stay behind me, where I can see it when I turn around. He rarely looks at me face to face, so when he does, I know he is serious and solemn , It’s something important.”

Shi Yan's tone was very normal, like the director of a pet museum talking about his cat, detailing everything from temperament to habits.

Yu Lan blinked: "...that's it?"

"Yes." Shi Yan said easily, "Xia Song knows better than anyone else that I am a greedy person who is difficult to satisfy. I always want to have more friends and more love, and I am always running forward, so he doesn't He would say things like 'just stay with me' and 'don't get closer to others' like my previous friends did, because he knew that I couldn't do it, and saying such a request would only make me feel embarrassed."

"So gradually, the distance between us kept close to each other. Xia Song accepted my 'love interest' and would not take the initiative to call me. He would just stand quietly behind me, ensuring that I would be able to find him when I turned around. As for me, although I usually take the lead in relationships and look back if I want to, and if I don't want to, if Xia Song sends out a signal like "I'm serious" like tonight, I will also turn back all other people and things. Stand at the back, give him your full attention, and look at him seriously."

"...a little jealous." Yu Lan said softly.

"What?"

"Uh, nothing."

“Rejecting ‘nothing’.”

Shi Yan switched the feeding strategy easily, stood up and walked to Yu Lan.

"What are you thinking about?" He stretched out his hand to push away Yu Lan's messy hair and stared into his eyes, "Tell me?"

"..." What a terrifying straight shot.

"Um?"

Shi Yan's pupils reflected a little orange light from the night light, like two crystal candles, flickering brightly with the frequency of blinking.

The urging with a slight nasal tone was more coquettish than concerned.

Yu Lan was dumbfounded for a moment, then showed a surrendering smile:

"No, I just... think the way the team leader and Xia Song get along is very sound."

It would be better to say that Shi Yan’s relationship with everyone is very sound. If we use the popular Internet terminology to describe it, it means that Shi Yan himself is really out of date, and he has nothing to do with stomachache, dampness, etc. superior.

It is really like the sun, making people with sensitive and dark minds yearn for his warmth, but also fear his light, fearing that the darkness they live in will be dispelled by the sunlight, and all the filth that is ashamed to be exposed will have no escape.

"Is he healthy?" Shi Yan tilted his head and thought for a while, "Probably, after all, Xia Song and I are really familiar with each other, so much so that when we are alone together, we both become mute."

"So, this is the kind of place that makes people jealous."

Yu Lan's eyes slowly moved to the corner, as if he suddenly had a strong interest in the neatly stacked tofu cubes on a certain lower bunk, and couldn't get enough of them.

"'Being able to communicate without speaking a word'... is so amazing." He whispered.

"Eh?" Shi Yan suddenly realized, "So Yu Lan, this is what you care about!"

"It's nothing." He said openly, "Friends are different, and their ways of getting along with each other are also different. Why should we pursue 100% agreement?"

Shi Yan said, reaching out his hand and holding Yu Lan's.

"It's also good to have a frank chat with each other like we do now. You say so, Brother Lanlan."

He winked, looking very cute and cunning, as if he was using this wink to say to Lan: Come on, I know you will do this.

"..."

Yu Lan's face felt hot, and then he smiled helplessly.

"Haha." He admitted defeat and put his head on Shi Yan's shoulders that couldn't be said to be very broad, but could definitely be said to be very sinful.

"Captain, you are... very good at making friends."

With a complaining tone and a soft tail tone, this sentence sounds like a fish biting an empty hook, and the water droplets thrown away when it jumped out hit the lake surface, causing ripples.

"Everyone is spoiling me." Shi Yan smiled.

When he said this, he unconsciously shook the hand he was holding with Yu Lan.

"I've been captured, so it's natural for me to indulge you..."

Yu Lan sighed with laughter.

"It's already very late." Shi Yan reminded, "If you don't go to bed, the duration of the medicinal bath will not be up to standard."

"Um."

Yu Lan rubbed his shoulder, raised his head and smiled, "Let's go."

7000+, the updates from 12.21 to 12.23 are three in one. By the way, the 800 words missing from the previous chapter due to fragmentation have been added. There is another update today.

Shi Yan: Equally give each harem (cross out) different preferences to each teammate. This is my little sun’s natural way of being a sea king.