Cross the passers-by: The male god opens the door and sends the plug-in!

Chapter 15: Young Idols (15)

On the way back to the apartment, Yuechen kept looking out of the window indifferently, drooping his eyes without saying a word, slightly depressed.

He was uncharacteristically answering every question, and he didn't even have the desire to talk.

Cuomo could easily feel the contrast before and after, and he asked, "What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?"

It's fine if he doesn't ask, but when he asks, Yuechen can't help but feel more emotional fluctuations in his heart, but he understands very well——

It's just that he is unilaterally unclear about Cuomo's feelings, and Cuomo's relationship with him is probably an ordinary working relationship.

Feeling more and more depressed, Yue Chen could only restrain himself as much as possible when he spoke, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired."

"That's it, then you can rest for a while." Cumo nodded, stopped asking more questions, and focused on driving.

The night was deep, dim yellow street lamps flashed from the side one by one, and the car was quiet.

After a long time, Yuechen finally couldn't help it anymore, pretended to look out of the window and said, "Shouldn't artists keep a distance from the opposite sex?"

Cuomo paused when he heard the words, "Yes, why?"

"If it should, then you just..."

"Are you concerned about this?" Cumo looked pale, slightly surprised.

He thought for a while, and explained peacefully: "At this time, I do suggest that you focus on your own development first.

Because you are still young, many times the feelings generated by hormones may affect your future future. "

"However," Cuomo turned the steering wheel, and the car took a smooth turn. He said calmly, "Keep a distance, it depends on the distance. It's not certain that there will be any intersection in the future, so expanding the social circle appropriately is also important. It's important, understand?"

Listening to his calm and objective guidance, Yuechen replied after a long time: "Yes, I understand."

"How old are you?" Yuechen asked.

Cuomo glanced at the rearview mirror and said casually, "24, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yue Chen ended the conversation.

He didn't speak again until he returned to the apartment.

Another week of leisure followed.

The ratings of the music variety show that Yuechen participated in exploded after this.

As soon as it aired in the evening, some enthusiasts frantically uploaded screenshots and videos.

It is said that many gossip accounts were almost blown up by Aite that night.

And 80.00% of the netizens who accidentally opened the short video were astonished. They watched the show frantically and frantically, and they frantically asked which company's newly signed little brother——

This can be called a perfect appearance, and there is also a slender figure that makes people want to lose their minds.

Not to mention the ability to learn it by listening to it once, and to play it flawlessly on the piano.

Coupled with the special voice when humming freely, the charming and cold temperament...

If it is not popular, it is too much for God! !
Cuomo got the news when he just woke up the next day.

He sat on the bed, his black hair was messy, and he refused some people's proposal to buy the draft in a daze.

The popularity is too sudden and false, and excessive publicity will destroy the popularity of passers-by.

But soon, while the popularity was increasing by leaps and bounds, some tricky opinions about professional gangsters inevitably came out.

It's nothing more than a show, with a script.

Cuomo was still pondering whether, or how, he should respond.Unexpectedly, the audience present showed the PD and the host urgently shouted cards to discuss how to deal with the unexpected pen-hold pictures and videos.

Rumors are self-defeating.

Those who licked the screen continued to lick the screen crazily, without being affected in the slightest.

Moreover, there was a passer-by girl from the magazine shoot last time, who posted amazing photos of the road and shouted Amway:
"A show? It doesn't exist. I caught a glimpse of this little brother last time when I was chasing my life. I said at the scene that the little brother was waiting by the side to be distracted, just like on the show!"

"+1 at the scene, and inexplicably feel that my little brother is basically very cold except facing the manager, and keeps a distance from everyone!! Huuu jealousy makes my plasm wall separate, oxidize and decompose!!"

"Don't tell me! At the show, after the little brother finished playing, the first person to watch was his manager!! That face quickly praised me for not changing my face, real name jealousy!! Jealousy made me Gaussian blurred!! "

(End of this chapter)