Idol trainee super foreign style

"Brothers, what do you think we are doing this for?" Ling Chao complained to them. He was indeed working so hard every day, and his debut was still far away. Even Mu Ziyang, who was a few years older than him, felt that such a life was very difficult. boring.

Returnee Yue with culture and background didn't know how to answer, but heaved a heavy sigh.

Alas, alas, these two sighs belonged to Muziyang and Lingchao.

"Let's have a drink." Lingchao suddenly suggested.

"Is it okay?" Mu Ziyang asked, since he came here, his manager has been telling them to pay attention to their diet, and drinking is a taboo.

"It's okay, we'll go to buy it secretly, we won't be found out. Besides, who the hell said it? Du Kang is the only one who can relieve your worries." Ling Chao had already run over to get dressed.

"Let's go." Mu Ziyang also stood up.

"Let's go, but I still want to say that that sentence was said by Cao Cao. You are still a young and painful writer." Yue Yue said as he walked.

"Slightly slightly." Lingchao stuck out his tongue at him.

These two are really interesting, Muziyang thought.

The three of them got drunk that night, and they were woken up by Ms. Qin the next day, but Ms. Qin didn't scold them because Love and the producer finally got together.

"Fuck, it's you." Mu Ziyang almost dropped his jaw in shock.

"Fuck." Bu Fan also opened his mouth wide.

The person who came was Bu Fan, Mu Ziyang's junior, colleague and brother.

Lingchao and Yueyue also said in unison, "Fuck, it's too fucking tall." Bu Fan is 1.9 meters two, and he is used to this surprised expression.

"It's great that you two know each other." Ms. Qin said happily, "Come on, love and the producer are finally together, let's take a photo."

The first family photo of Kunyin's four sons was born.

After Ms. Qin left, Mu Ziyang asked Bu Fan, "Why are you here?"

"I think being a model is too boring, so I just want to be an idol. How is it here?"

"Very well, it's not boring anyway." Mu Ziyang said, just a little hopeless.

"Brother, you two know each other." Lingchao asked while sleeping at night.

"Well, he is my best buddy." Speaking of this, Mu Ziyang seemed to think of something, and suddenly smiled. "Do you think he looks like a husky?"

This was the first time Lingchao saw Mu Ziyang's smile, and it was indescribably beautiful. "Yeah." He nodded blankly.

"Fool, do you know what I said, just nod." Mu Ziyang patted Lingchao's head, "Don't talk about huskies in front of him in the future, he will beat people."

"Ah~"

"I'm lying to you, little fool, you, Brother Bufan, just look a little fierce, but you are a nice person."

My God, brother Yang smiled at him three times today, Lingchao felt that he could wake up from a dream with a smile.

Before going to bed, Lingchao said: "Brother, you look beautiful when you smile, you should smile more."

It's a pity that his brother Yang was already asleep at that time.

The author has something to say: By the way, for the sake of the author's hard work, do you really plan to collect it?