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The reversed door lock was unlocked, and the door was pushed open.

Yang Yuran made a 'follow up' gesture to the two boys behind her, and stepped out of the aggressive big sister's airs.

Stepping through the door frame, I found that Bai Yan was gone, and the room was pitch black in broad daylight.

Yang Yuran turned on the flashlight that came with her phone to avoid stepping on something and falling.

He strode to the window and opened the curtains to both sides with both hands.

Fan Sirui was like a zombie afraid of the sun, hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, and sat sideways.I don't know if they are avoiding the glare of the sun, or avoiding the eyes of the three people who are full of burning concern.

"Do you have a tail behind you?" Yang Yuran glanced at He Qian.

He Qian scratched his head in confusion, and replied honestly: "No? Why did Sister Yang say that?"

Kong Tengyu had already walked to the center of the house and shook his head helplessly.

Fan Sirui looked at Yang Yuran foolishly, and forgot to blink for more than a minute, probably no one would dare to be so arrogant to him since he was born.

In order to prove that his brain is not slow to react, He Qian quickly ran to Yang Yuran and squatted down, nudged Yang Yuran with his elbow, and expressed his trust in a low voice.

Yang Yuran glared at Fan Sirui fiercely, and replied, "Smile, it's embarrassing."

"I have never been proud of my birth. On the contrary, my father is the biggest nightmare in my life. He replaced my entry song, and he bought the selection in advance. It is not the first time he has done this since he was a child, but I can't do anything to change his hegemony. I can only secretly participate with my original song, and my original song didn't make the top ten at all."

After waiting for a while, seeing that Fan Sirui's expression remained unchanged, she asked herself and answered: "If you are not afraid of ruining your future, it's okay to go through it slowly."

"He," it's long!

It just so happens that some women love too deeply and can't see clearly, and they always force the other party to clear up old accounts with themselves when men want to resolve them.

"Think!" Fan Sirui spat out a word heavily.

Holding the cigarette between two fingers, he politely asked the charming woman in front of him: "Is it okay?"

There are many co-authored songs in the music scene, such as the famous Feier group. People say that the early lead singer had a good voice, so he was fired by the two people responsible for composing and playing.

Yang Yuran frowned in displeasure, looked sideways at He Qian, and asked, "Did Fan Sirui not have a long mouth?"

Fan Sirui lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply, turned his head to avoid Yang Yuran's direction and exhaled white mist, and said slowly.

He Qian felt that he had been insulted, but he couldn't find any evidence, so he could only steal a microphone to observe Kong Tengyu's follow-up actions.When Kong Tengyu stretched out his hand to close the door, his face flushed and turned pale with embarrassment, and he understood what Yang Yuran meant.

Yang Yuran pulled out a chair and sat opposite Fan Sirui, forcing him to open his mouth with a relatively arbitrary conclusion.

When the truth was revealed, Yang Yuran and the two little radish heads in the corner were stunned and fell silent.

Just when I was about to light the fire, I remembered that Yang Yuran disliked the smell of cigarettes. Secondly, as a singer, he is not suitable for smoking and drinking more.

In fact, if you dig deeper, you will find that the early lead singer also participated in the creation of some songs, but he was a little less defensive.

"Don't guess, the mystery will be revealed at night."

Seeing that the other party finally had a normal smile, Yang Yuran added fuel to the flames and said, "Even if you are determined to quit the circle, we should at least work together once. Give us the right to know."

Fan Sirui gave a specific time, but this time is equivalent to reprieve.

Anyway, the worst thing happened was that Fan Sirui said that she would quit at night, what was so scary about her, that she took all the anger she suffered in the PR department on Fan Sirui.

Fan Sirui turned back into a noble son who dotes on girls more.

Fan Sirui shook his head violently, breaking away from the shackles of Yang Yuran's little hands.Looking at the two boys who were close to each other in the corner, his dull eyes gradually filled with relief.

Men's ways to relieve depression are sometimes very simple and rude, such as smoking a cigarette and having a passionate friction with the person they like, or driving a car.

Someone in the corner was moving around again, it seemed that the other person had pressed harder this time.

"You are not afraid of quitting the circle, you are afraid of dealing with problems. It's interesting, let me guess."

He raised his arm and pointed to the far corner, and yelled angrily: "Sister, did I warn you to ask your dad to buy the draft in advance, but if you didn't listen to it yourself, something happened and it started to mess up again, you are the only one in this team! Look at the poor ones, you can ruin their fate with just one decision, they are not born as well as you, and they don't have a rich father."

"Are you taking the attitude of avoiding talking about it because you are afraid that He Qian and Kong Tengyu will know the truth and laugh at you?"

He Qian failed to spit out the next three words, and Kong Tengyu covered his mouth.

"Tell me, are you really copying?"

There was a person in the far corner who was eager to stand up, but was pushed back to his original position by the person next to him.

After all, Yang Yuran has experienced more storms, and she was the first to recover, comforting and then encouraging: "The water content of the game that can be won with money is too high, don't be discouraged. You give me a correct sentence, and I want to continue to play in the game." Is it developing in the circle?"

Yang Yuran rested her chin on one hand, and deduced slowly: "You have someone you want to protect. You and the other party created that song together. So when it was exposed as plagiarism, you don't want to disclose the truth, and you are afraid that the other party will be hurt by public opinion."

Yang Yuran couldn't bear the state of staying out of things and waiting for the dust to fall from the tragedy, her heart broke, she reached out and pinched Fan Sirui's face, forcing him to look directly at her.

"Sister Yang, we all know Captain Fan's character. He creates and writes songs by himself until late at night."

"Ha~ The beautiful sister is so cute when she swears at people. She actually called me a big villain fiercely. I thought there would be more ugly words."

Kong Tengyu smiled apologetically at Yang Yuran, and dragged He Qian to the door, maybe he felt that the distance was still not far enough, so he moved to the corner, and the short cat was there.

"Don't be too selfish. You worked so hard to train them to be united, but you started to engage in individualism. Are you ashamed? If you didn't plan to make this team better and stronger at the beginning, don't give them hope. You What a cruel villain!"

"Yes, yes, the beautiful sister trained correctly."

Fan Sirui took out a cigarette from his pocket, opened the lid of the box, and skillfully shook out a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

Yang Yuran asked knowingly.

Finally, amidst her unremitting side stimulation, Mian Hulu said harshly: "It's a big deal to quit the circle."

"Or do you think that my agent is not qualified to talk to you about this, and you can face things directly when Yuanyuan comes back?" Yang Yuran asked with a self-deprecating question.

She was afraid that there was surveillance in this room, and the situation was chaotic enough that she couldn't swear.

Turning around and going back, when he passed by He Qian's side, he suggested earnestly: "Go back and search the Internet for all kinds of slang words to understand, you are so stupid and cute, only sister Yang can tolerate you."

"Sister Yang, Captain Fan, you talk, we irrelevant people will disappear first."

"I know you're upset, smoke it." Yang Yuran generously granted amnesty.

Yang Yuran nodded seriously: "Okay, then listen carefully to my next arrangement."

Half an hour later, Yang Yuran's mouth was dry, and holding the Weibo account he had worked so hard to get, he returned to the floor where the PR department was located.

She stopped at the entrance of the public relations department and stood against the wall, and sent a message to Zhou Yuanyuan asking for profiles of the four leaders of the public relations department, and asked Zhou Yuanyuan to note their personalities.

After roughly understanding the one-eye-ten-line, close your eyes to adjust your breathing, open your eyes to brace yourself, turn around to knock on the door, and there are footsteps approaching.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open by the approaching people, and calls sounded in the room one after another, and the leaders seemed to change their faces.