The world-weary looked at the comments with some blankness.

In the end, my brain successfully turned into a pot of paste.

He threw his phone away.

Weibo exited

Don't look at it

Go to bed.

The next day, in order to maintain their level of performance, Coach Meng Feiyang called them up close to noon.

Several teenagers came over nervously, after all, they were directly given nearly a day off.

Since yesterday afternoon, this look is quite good.

Until the world-weary comes.

It was noon, and the young man was full of sleepiness, drooping his head, and there was a faint green daisy under his eyes.

Coach Meng Feiyang's brows furrowed, "What's the matter with you?" What time did you go to bed last night? ”

The world-weary floated to the dining table like a lonely ghost, picked up a glass of ice water and drank it all.

Only then did he barely sober up.

"Last night?" His voice was a little hoarse, "I didn't sleep last night, I only slept this morning." ”

Coach Dream Feiyang: ???

Why the hell am I giving you a holiday, and you are playing all night for me?

He saw the world-weary and chirped, and slapped the table fiercely,

"You're staying up all night? Do you know if you're going to play today, or if you're going to play with Myth. ”

As soon as the words fell, the elevator door opened, and all the members of the myth came out of the elevator, wearing light-colored team uniforms, and were ready to come down to eat.

Several teenagers are delicate and lovely, and when they see it, they all feel that the world is becoming clearer.

Coach Dream Feiyang doesn't want to envy them, the myth is like someone else's child in the legend.

Well-behaved, sensible, good grades, don't worry about it.

Coach Meng Feiyang is a face-loving person, and he doesn't want to be fierce and disgusted with the world all the time in front of them.

lest they increase their momentum, and their own will fall behind.

He didn't plan to continue talking, but he leaned back in his chair and said lazily,

"I know, but does that have anything to do with my all-nighters?"

Gotcha, you're crazy.

After the misanthropy was finished, he saw all the myths pass by and sit down at the table opposite.

“……”

grass

Not to mention earlier that they all stayed in the same hotel.

The misanthropy of the world couldn't help but chase the passing cp article from beginning to end yesterday.

chased it all night, but he didn't finish watching it, and he didn't have to compete anymore.

The misanthropy could only stop and force himself to sleep.

You can dream about the content of the article in your dreams.

No matter how the phoenix can't fly out of the mountains, it falls from the sky tired.

The master of Hengshan, who was lazily waiting, caught his falling figure, the wind was raging, and his hair was flying.

The silver hair is carried by the wind and intertwined with the red hair,

He lowered his eyes and looked at the delicate white side face in his arms, his spiritual power was exhausted to the point that his lips were pale,

His cold eyes were stained with a little distress, and he said in a low voice,

"Stay by my side, isn't it?"

The misanthropic came back to his senses violently, and shook his head a little speechlessly.

His gaze fell somewhat uncontrollably on the figure not far ahead.

is still his usual appearance, clean and delicate, but a little more cold and indifferent.

The consequences of the world-weary all-night chasing books already have some sequelae, that is...... When you see a clear stream, you will bring it in on your own.

"Misanthropy, you eat your food, don't look around."

Coach Meng Feiyang was also convinced by his unscrupulous gaze.

This person stared at the Qingliu as if he were stunned.

Qingliu didn't want to deal with him, he didn't give him a look from beginning to end, and he still continued to stare at it unremittingly.

Neurotic.

The misanthropy retracted his gaze and buried his head in eating.

It's over, he's gone.

He wanted to kill the blogger.

Dream Feiyang came early, they were almost finished eating, and the mythical ones began to serve.

Coach Meng Feiyang saw that the state of misanthropy was really bad, and said a little irritably, "Misanthropy, you go up and make up for sleep, and give you an hour." ”

Misanthropic shook his head, "No need, I'm fine." ”

If you get some sleep at this time, your condition will only be worse that afternoon.

He sighed, the interview was almost starting, and he had to rush over to put on makeup, so how could he have time to sleep.

He walked to the public restroom and reached for a handful of cold water and poured it on his face.

His mind cleared up instantly, and he raised his eyes to look at himself in the mirror.

The red hair was casually pulled to the back of his head, revealing clear and distinct facial features, and the narrow eyebrows at the end of the eyes were gloomy and cold.

It's a bit like what the article describes.

The water ran down the forehead across the eyebrows, condensed on the chin, and the world-weary reached out to wipe it.

Turning around and going out, just around the corner, I bumped into the clear stream head-on.

The reaction speed of the two was quite fast, and the brakes braked their faces.

Qingliu has always been indifferent and indifferent, even if he almost hit his face, he looked at him coldly without changing his face.

Calmly passed by him.

The misanthropic screamed to stop him, "Qingliu." ”

His footsteps paused, and he spoke indifferently, "Something?" ”

The disgust and rejection of this reaction couldn't be more obvious.

Although the misanthropy stopped him, he didn't know what to say for a while.

After all, it was quite embarrassing after last time.

He himself felt embarrassed, and made him angry for speaking out for himself, so he also shook it coldly,

"It's fine."

He walked away.

Qingliu stood in place, stiffening for a few seconds.

I didn't go to the toilet at all, and turned around and went back to my place.

When he came back, he happened to see the group of people who were flying dreams going out.

Qingliu asked casually, "Dream Feiyang went so early?" Do you have to fight someone else before you fight us? ”

Coach Myth shook his head, "They arranged an interview today, and our interview is on the last day, so there's no rush, you can rest by yourself for a while, or play two to find a feeling and arrange it yourself." ”

Qingliu responded lightly, "Okay." ”

(Five minutes to change.) )

The world-weary looked at the comments with some blankness.

In the end, my brain successfully turned into a pot of paste.

He threw his phone away.

Weibo exited

Don't look at it

Go to bed.

The next day, in order to maintain their level of performance, Coach Meng Feiyang called them up close to noon.

Several teenagers came over nervously, after all, they were directly given nearly a day off.

Since yesterday afternoon, this look is quite good.

Until the world-weary comes.

It was noon, and the young man was full of sleepiness, drooping his head, and there was a faint green daisy under his eyes.

Coach Meng Feiyang's brows furrowed, "What's the matter with you?" What time did you go to bed last night? ”

The world-weary floated to the dining table like a lonely ghost, picked up a glass of ice water and drank it all.

Only then did he barely sober up.

"Last night?" His voice was a little hoarse, "I didn't sleep last night, I only slept this morning." ”

Coach Dream Feiyang: ???

The world-weary looked at the comments with some blankness.

In the end, my brain successfully turned into a pot of paste.

He threw his phone away.

Weibo exited

Don't look at it

Go to bed.

The next day, in order to maintain their level of performance, Coach Meng Feiyang called them up close to noon.

Several teenagers came over nervously, after all, they were directly given nearly a day off.

Since yesterday afternoon, this look is quite good.

Until the world-weary comes.

It was noon, and the young man was full of sleepiness, drooping his head, and there was a faint green daisy under his eyes.

Coach Meng Feiyang's brows furrowed, "What's the matter with you?" What time did you go to bed last night?