Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Chapter 188 Practice Room

Li Jinhe slid his finger across the screen of his mobile phone. After a moment of silence, Li Jinhe asked again, "Are you free tomorrow? I'm free tomorrow afternoon, so I have something else to discuss with you."

Zhou Xingshuo immediately replied: "Okay! Will An An come?"

Wei Zhe'an's voice came immediately: "I definitely can't do that. I might have some free time after the recording of this program is finished."

Zhou Xingshuo heard this and encouraged him with a hint of teasing and intimacy: "My dear brother, why are you so naive? Once your show is over, you will only become busier. Why don't you take the opportunity to take a day off while you are busy slacking off because the show is organized by your boyfriend?"

Wei Zhe'an and Li Jinhe looked at each other and laughed helplessly: "Brother Shuo, there's really nothing we can do! The live broadcasts over there are so tightly scheduled, if I disappear for an afternoon, I'm sure someone will find out."

Zhou Xingshuo could only shrug regretfully and said, "Well, that's a pity. See you tomorrow?"

Li Jinhe nodded and replied, "Well, OK, see you tomorrow."

After ending the call, Li Jinhe told Wei Zhe'an what Shiqi had mentioned.

After hearing this, Wei Zhe'an sighed a little irritably. Perhaps it was because he had just met Li Binglin, which made him feel strongly averse to this so-called "big family".

He fell sideways onto Li Jinhe's body, muttering to himself, "Since this world has deviated from the settings of that game, I don't necessarily have to follow the original settings, right?"

Li Jinhe gently stroked his hair and comforted him: "That being said, if you really don't want to be exposed to these things, then we still have to ask Seventeen if there is any way to avoid it."

Wei Zhe'an pursed his lips and muttered, "Well, after hearing what you said, it feels like Seventeen is like an encyclopedia." Li Jinhe smiled dotingly and expressed his agreement.

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Filming resumed on Sunday. Since the second public performance, Wei Zhe'an's designated business has soared extremely rapidly. Although Tong Yang and Xu Wenbin's number is not as high as Wei Zhe'an, it is also considerable. Therefore, the end time of group practice is often delayed until the early morning.

"Oh, I really can't stand it anymore, their business scripts are so embarrassing!" Wei Zhe'an complained while leaning against Tong Yang, waving the script in his hand.

Tong Yang was originally relaxing, but after hearing Wei Zhe'an's words, he immediately looked vigilantly in the direction of the live broadcast camera set up in the practice room.

Fortunately, the work light was not on, so he breathed a sigh of relief. He patted Wei Zhe'an's forehead with a hint of punishment, and said in a stern tone: "Can you be more careful with your words? What if the live broadcast is not turned off? What should I do then?"

Wei Zhe'an rubbed his forehead with a wronged look on his face and muttered, "Yang Ma, don't you see what time it is now? The live broadcast has already ended. Besides, it's not our practice room's turn to broadcast live today."

Tong Yang came back to his senses, glanced at the wall clock, and said with some apology: "Ah, I was confused and didn't pay attention to the time just now. Did I hurt you?"

Wei Zhe'an gently rubbed Tong Yang's shoulder and replied coquettishly: "No, but I noticed that you seem to be under a lot of pressure recently?"

Tong Yang turned his gaze and fell on his teammates who were lying all over the floor. He was a little out of shape: "It's okay, I don't feel any pressure."

Wei Zhe'an straightened up, like a curious kitten, poked his head out, and stared into Tong Yang's eyes, as if trying to find a clue from his eyes: "No, our team's practice progress is not bad. This is not your first time as a captain, you shouldn't be nervous about this, right?"

Tong Yang sighed silently. He really didn't want to say anything more and was thinking of an excuse to prevaricate.

Wei Zhe'an began to doubt his performance.

Tong Yang has always been a very careful and thoughtful person, always able to take care of the people around him in every possible way. However, he rarely shares his own affairs with those around him.

Perhaps the situation will improve after being with Xu Wenbin, but Wei Zhe'an still has some worries deep in his heart.

Wei Zhe'an looked Tong Yang up and down with a suspicious look, and suddenly lowered his voice and asked stealthily, "Did you have a fight with Bin's father?"

Tong Yang looked around and confirmed that no one else noticed their conversation. Then he turned to look at Wei Zhe'an and replied helplessly, "No."

He gently moved his legs, which had become somewhat numb, and still looked a little absent-minded. He forced a smile and said casually, "It's actually not a big deal. You don't have to worry."

Wei Zhe'an realized that if he continued to ask, it might seem a bit rude, so he could only joke in a somewhat mischievous tone: "Yang Ma, your son is grown up now! Now I have both money and connections, and I can do a lot of things~"

The reason why Wei Zhe'an said this was because Tong Yang had said something similar when he terminated the contract.

He hopes that in this way he can make Tong Yang understand that no matter when and where, as long as the other party needs it, he will lend a helping hand without hesitation and give unconditional support and help.

When Tong Yang heard this, he turned his head and stared at Wei Zhe'an for a long time, but said nothing. He just turned his head away thoughtfully.

This reaction completely aroused Wei Zhe'an's curiosity. He leaned forward again, almost lying on Tong Yang, and asked anxiously: "What happened? Tell me quickly!"

However, at this moment, Wei Zhe'an suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, which was very uncomfortable. Instinctively, he quickly retracted his head and turned his head to look. It turned out that Xu Wenbin was holding a bottle of iced drink against his neck.

Wei Zhe'an raised his hand to wipe away the water drops on the back of his neck, and complained somewhat dissatisfiedly: "It's very cold! Dad Bin, what are you doing?"

Xu Wenbin sat on the ground nearby and handed the drink to Tong Yang, jokingly saying, "Don't you see what you are doing? Do you know you are very heavy? Can you keep social distance?"

Wei Zhe'an couldn't help rolling his eyes. He was heavy? What a joke! He was the thinnest boy in the entire base.

He muttered to himself, and couldn't help but mutter: "Vinegar jar..."