Xiao He then returned to his expressionless look. Qi Nanxing asked, "Little Ancestor, did you know that you're on the trending search?"

Xiao He nodded.

"So you're really going to hire some online trolls to troll the netizens?" Seeing Xiao He nod indifferently again, Qi Nanxing collapsed. "Why didn't you discuss this with me?!"

"Sorry, I was a little excited at the time." Xiao He looked at him with cold eyes. Thinking of those people's disgusting words, his face turned cold again. "However, they should be glad that I only hired netizens to curse back and didn't do anything to them."

After all, his people have already found out the home addresses of some people. If he is really crazy, he can do something to them.

Qi Nanxing was helpless, "They were even more vocal in opposing you a few days ago. Why didn't you resist then? Instead, when things were about to come to an end, you started to provoke them again?"

"I didn't provoke him," Xiao He raised his eyes stubbornly and looked straight at Qi Nanxing, "I'm just angry. It's fine if they scold me, but why do they scold Zhao Zhao?"

Under the video of Zhao Zhao interacting with him, many netizens started to scold him, which was outrageous and infuriating.

He said coldly again, "Delete the video of Zhao Zhao and me together."

Qi Nanxing: "Why? It's obvious that the release of these videos has improved your reputation a lot." Even many black fans became fans after watching the videos.

With Zhao Zhao, Xiao He has a rare warmth. Netizens like to see his arrogant look and like the scene when he takes care of Zhao Zhao with a cold face.

"I implicated him," Xiao He said in a low voice, "You'd better delete it. Don't put Zhao Zhao and me together in the future."

"Leave the trending searches to my dad, he'll take care of everything."

He caused the trouble, so his father took the responsibility, which makes him a filial son.

"Okay." Qi Nanxing looked at the stubborn boy who was half a head shorter than him and sighed deeply.

With Mr. Xiao's intervention, this matter will probably be no problem.

I have to say that the company has recruited another god of wealth.

However, as the trainees' fame and exposure increase, they will encounter more and more troubles in the future. He thought that he should propose to Shan Le to improve the company's affairs, otherwise, other people alone will not be able to solve the problem.

What Qi Nanxing could think of, Shan Le could naturally think of as well. He had been busy with these things these days.

......

That day, Zhao Zhao was studying junior high school knowledge in his room. Xiao He opened the door quietly and stood behind him for a long time without saying a word.

"Wrong." He suddenly said, startling Zhao Zhao. He turned around and asked, "Why are you in my room?"

Xiao He is a mysophobia person and never enters other people's rooms without reason. Anyway, this is the first time Zhao Zhao has seen him.

"Nothing." Xiao He said, picking up the homework on Zhao Zhao's desk. "I heard from the teacher that you are having a hard time studying?"

Zhao Zhao smiled sheepishly, "Yes, I don't think my brain is very good, I'm too stupid."

He scratched his head shyly, which made Xiao He twitch his lips. "Indeed."

"Let me teach you."

"good."

Zhao Zhao moved a chair from the side and placed it next to his seat with ease. Since several other people often came to his room to help him with his homework, he habitually patted the stool after placing it and called out with a smile, "Xiao He, come sit here."

Xiao He paused and lowered his eyes, "I have mysophobia,...well, I want to stay away from you."

He obviously often used this to criticize Yu Xingli, but when he said almost the same words to Zhao Zhao, he felt particularly lacking in confidence.

After thinking for a moment, he was about to open his mouth to explain when Zhao Zhao, being particularly considerate, moved him a little further away and said with a smile, "Is this okay?"

"Um."

The two-hour break passed slowly. When it was time for vocal lessons, there was always a lot of noise outside. Curious Zhou Zhiyan just poked his head out when Chi Huai glared at him, "What are you looking at? Study hard."

Among the current few people, Zhou Zhiyan's vocal skills are the worst, so Chi Huai is particularly strict with him and keeps a close eye on him during class.

Zhou Zhiyan was helpless, "Teacher, I just want to take a look."

Generally, this happens because new trainees have come in, and every time a new person comes, meeting them feels like opening a blind box.

Wen Muqing also asked curiously, "Teacher, are there any new friends outside?"

Chi Huai nodded, "You will see him later, now just listen to the class."

"good."

When Zhao Zhao was practicing guitar, he always felt that there was a strong gaze staring at him from behind. After playing a song with full concentration, he turned around and suddenly found a face stuck on the glass door behind him, with a pair of big black eyes staring at him without blinking.

"Hello," a muffled voice came from that place. Zhao Zhao walked forward curiously, and the young boy also stepped back.

The boy looked young, with short yellowish curly hair and deep and delicate facial features. He was very handsome, like a delicate snow-white doll.

Zhao Zhao held the guitar and tilted his head slightly, and the young boy also tilted his head and grinned at him.

Just when Zhao Zhao was about to return the favor and smile, the young man suddenly ran away in a hurry.

"Zhao Zhao, what are you looking at?"

Yu Xingli's hoarse voice came from behind. He had a cold these days and his throat was a little uncomfortable.

"I'm looking at a young man." Zhao Zhao turned around, looked at him with concern, and said, "Are you feeling better? I hope you don't have a fever anymore."

He stood on tiptoe and touched Yu Xingli's forehead, and found that it was still very hot. "No, go back and rest."

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