Fang Qiao was so frightened by Cheng Zhi's actions that he stood there in a daze, a little at a loss.
His original idea was just that he heard Cheng Zhi say that his lyrics were very important, so he suddenly had bad intentions and thought of an excuse to give Cheng Zhi cold medicine, and then wet the lyrics.
Who would have thought that Cheng Zhi would get angry so easily? !
He remembered that Cheng Zhi was the type who wouldn't fight back when beaten or scolded...how come he suddenly seemed like a different person?
The noise they made was quite loud. There were already many people in the cafeteria, and this noise attracted a bunch of people to watch the show.
"This is Fang Qiao and Cheng Zhi, right? Why are these two making trouble again?"
"How did Fang Qiao get splashed with water? That's so tragic. Do you want to help him?"
"It's better not to go. Cheng Zhi looks a bit fierce..."
Cheng Zhi's eyes were a little cold. He glanced at the onlookers and finally set his gaze on Fang Qiao. He deliberately imitated Fang Qiao's previous tone.
"Oops, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to splash you."
"Fang Qiao, you are so kind, you will definitely forgive me, right?"
Fang Qiao widened his eyes and looked at Cheng Zhi in disbelief.
Cheng Zhi raised the corner of his mouth and gave Fang Qiao a hypocritical smile, "It's not that I don't know your tricks, I just don't bother to do them."
"you..."
Cheng Zhi lowered his eyes, "Next time, if you do these shameless tricks again, I will make you cry and quit the competition."
As if frightened by Cheng Zhi, Fang Qiao trembled, but still held on to his breath and choked Cheng Zhi, "You are so arrogant."
Cheng Zhi walked past Fang Qiao and whispered something in his ear.
"If you don't believe me, you can try it."
Cheng Zhi handed Fang Qiao two tissues and said with a smile, "Wipe it off quickly, or you'll catch a cold."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi took Chen You and left without looking back.
Fang Qiao stood there alone, his fists slowly clenched, he crumpled up the two pieces of paper that Cheng Zhi had just given him and threw them into the trash can.
"Cheng Zhi, you just..."
After Cheng Zhi dragged the people away, he let go of Chen You, "Chen You, you'd better stay away from me. I'm afraid that Fang Qiao will cause trouble for me in the future and implicate you."
According to the original owner's memory, Fang Qiao relied on Lin Jiahuai's resources to step by step reach the center position. If nothing unexpected happens, Cheng Zhi should have to struggle with him for a long time.
The original owner was eliminated early, so Shen You was not implicated. But now, Cheng Zhi is not sure whether Fang Qiao will take action against Shen You.
"Why? But I thought you were really handsome just now..."
"I admit that at the moment you splashed water, your image in my mind surpassed that of Teacher Song."
"Really cool and handsome!"
Cheng Zhi:?
After listening to Chen You's one-minute-long flattery, Cheng Zhi felt like laughing.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Shen You blinked, "Hmm? What are you afraid of?"
Cheng Zhi had a smile in his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed Shen You's head, "It's okay, let's go."
Chen You hummed, "Then shall we go back to the cafeteria?"
Cheng Zhi was stunned for a moment, "Are you not full?"
"No." Chen You shook her head. "Didn't Fang Qiao just say that there are cold medicines in the cafeteria? I feel that your throat condition will affect your future training. Let's go back and have a drink?"
Cheng Zhi pondered for a while, not wanting to delay Chen You's rest time.
"My water cup is still in the training room. You go back to the dormitory and rest. I'll be back after I get the cold medicine."
Chen You understood what Cheng Zhi meant, so she didn’t insist, “Okay, I’ll go back first, you be careful.”
The two separated at the intersection, and Cheng Zhi walked quickly towards the practice room.
It was still lunchtime, and most people were in the cafeteria or back in the dormitory. The training room was even quieter than when Cheng Zhi first came. The lights inside had been turned off by the security guard, so it was very dark, and Cheng Zhi could only grope his way in the dark.
Only after Cheng Zhi's eyes had adjusted to the darkness did he walk into Class F's practice room with confidence.
After opening the door, Cheng Zhi suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
The chair that Song Baiyi had just sat on, which was originally placed at the front of the practice room, seemed to have been moved, and the contestants' towels and water cups that had been placed neatly were all messed up and scattered all over the floor.
It's obvious that someone has been here.
Cheng Zhi raised his hand to turn on the light in the practice room, but it didn't turn on after pressing it twice.
"Has the power switch been unplugged..."
Cheng Zhi looked around and found that apart from things being messed up, there was nothing strange.
He walked in with a frown, took his and Shen You's water cups, put away their messed up things, and stood up to leave.
When leaving the practice room, Cheng Zhi closed the door behind him. After taking only two steps, he felt that he kicked something.
A loud "clang" broke the silence in the corridor.
"What is this..."
Cheng Zhi subconsciously lowered his head to look for something, but since the lights in the practice room were not on, it was somewhat difficult to find things in the dark.
He squatted down, put the cup aside, and felt the ground with his hands.
In the dark, people's senses become particularly sensitive. Cheng Zhi had a cold and his body temperature was a little higher than usual, so the tile floor felt particularly cold.
After a while, Cheng Zhi touched a metal rectangle against the wall.
It was about the same size as a USB flash drive. Cheng Zhi rubbed his eyes before he could see what it looked like clearly.
It was a pure black rectangle with a little white decoration on it. Because someone touched it, the LED screen on it lit up.
Cheng Zhi immediately realized that this was a recorder.
Is this what Song Baiyi and the others need for the meeting?
Cheng Zhi squatted on the ground, frowning and thinking about where this thing came from? Would it contain any important information about the program? Should he give it directly to the staff or to the instructor?
Just when he was in trouble, he heard light footsteps coming from the other side of the corridor.
Cheng Zhi stood up and tilted his head to look over.
The corridor was dimly lit, but Cheng Zhi could vaguely see someone walking past.
"Are you a staff member..."
Cheng Zhi followed with the recorder in his hand.
At the corner of the corridor, Cheng Zhi saw the man's back and stopped.
Judging from her figure, her back was the same as the one Cheng Zhi saw when he was fetching water in the morning.
The person was dressed in black, with her ponytail tied up high. The bag around her waist was open and she was holding a walkie-talkie in her hand.
Cheng Zhi suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and he subconsciously took a step back and retreated to the corner.
Listening to the footsteps, Cheng Zhi felt that she took two steps forward. After a while, Cheng Zhi heard another sound of footsteps coming from the other side in the distance.
Next, Cheng Zhi heard the conversation between the two people.
"Is Song Baiyi really in a meeting?"
"What else? I've been here for the whole morning, there won't be any mistakes. Do you think I've been following Song Baiyi for nothing?"
"It's my first time here... I'm a little scared of getting caught."
"Oh, it's nothing. You'll get used to it after following him for a while. Having fans like us means he's very popular. He won't even have time to thank you when the time comes."
"Okay, his dorm door doesn't look like it's locked, how about I go in and put the camera in now?"
Cheng Zhi was listening at the corner, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.
Having been an idol for so many years, it is impossible for him not to know what these people are here for.
These people are Song Baiyi’s private friends, students, and fans.
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhi felt a chill rolling in his stomach.
Before he came here, Cheng Zhi had experienced a large-scale siege by illegitimate children, such as following cars, secretly taking photos, and squatting in hotels. These people used the name of "love" to satisfy their own desires, and they constantly harassed and invaded his privacy.
The most outrageous incident happened when Cheng Zhi, who was just 18 years old at the time, returned home after filming a variety show. He was so tired that he fell asleep immediately and didn't notice that there was someone hiding in the house at all.
When he opened his eyes again, Cheng Zhi saw two cameras filming his face, and standing next to him were fans who claimed to love him.
Afterwards, Cheng Zhi locked himself in the toilet and called the security guard to kick everyone out.
Just as Cheng Zhi was hiding on the toilet and shivering, he heard words that left him with a lifelong shadow.
They said, "Hehe, there's no point hiding."
"I saw you through the crack in the door."
Cheng Zhi tried hard to regulate his breathing and stop his shaking hands.
He held the recorder tightly in his hand until his fingertips turned white.
If he ran away now, Song Baiyi might encounter the same situation as he did back then, Cheng Zhi thought.
"Let's go in now. Remember to put the recorder in a hidden place so that it won't be discovered. You can use it together with the monitoring headphones later."
"good."
"Go ahead, I'll help you keep watch outside."
Cheng Zhi leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and listened to their conversation quietly. If he rushed in now, he would most likely fail. Cheng Zhi was waiting for a suitable opportunity to deal with them.
After a while, the rustling sound inside disappeared.
"Sister Zhao, did you take the recorder? Why can't I find it?"
"I didn't take anything. Aren't the camera and recorder in your bag?"
"Really? The cameras are all set up, but there's no recorder."
"How could that be? Come out and let me see."
There was another sound of footsteps, and the girl inside came out of Song Baiyi's room. The two of them searched for a long time but couldn't find the recorder.
"You are so useless. You can't even take care of a recorder. I won't bring you here next time."
"Sister Zhao, I didn't mean it..."
Cheng Zhi heard their conversation and came out from the corner.
Due to the lighting conditions, most of Cheng Zhi's face was hidden in darkness. The LED screen of the recorder in his hand flickered, and the screen light shone on his face, with an expression full of anger and dissatisfaction.
"Is this what you are looking for?" Cheng Zhi held the recorder they mentioned in his hand and shook it towards the two of them.
The two girls looked over and saw the recorder in Cheng Zhi's hand. They were a little flustered, but they quickly regained their composure.
They looked at each other and took a look at the training suit on Cheng Zhi.
"Are you a contestant?"
Cheng Zhi sneered, "Yeah."
They were caught doing something bad, and the two of them hid back guiltily, "Hurry up and give us back what you have."
"Give it back to you?" Cheng Zhi raised his lips, "Okay."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi loosened his hand and let the recorder fall freely. There was a crisp "click" sound, which was the sound of metal falling on tiles.
Cheng Zhi kicked the recorder, causing it to slide steadily in front of the two girls.
"Get out of here if you take it, or I'll call the police."
The two girls were angered by Cheng Zhi's actions. "You take yourself too seriously. Who do you think you are? How dare you tell us to get out?"
Cheng Zhi's eyes darkened, "Then who are you?"
The person called Sister Zhao raised her chin and said, "We are Song Baiyi's fans! If you dare to do this to us, I will expose you online and make sure you will never make your debut!"
Cheng Zhi chuckled, "Are you guys worthy of being called fans?"
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