Wen Lun is weird.

Xing Dou judged this way, and couldn't understand how this person had one attitude in the haunted house, but came out with another attitude.

"Xingdou, do you want ice cream?"

Wen Lun had a pair of sunglasses hanging on her face. I don't know when I bought two three-ball ice cream and handed it over.

"No..." If you refuse, it will be blocked.

"If you don't want it, I can't eat two of them by myself, so I can only throw them away." In a voice of grievance and regret, he brought the ice cream closer.

Brightly-colored ice cream **** lingering with white steam, decorated with colorful candies and biscuits, and a layer of chocolate, as if carefully carved Artwork, and with the unique sweet flavor of food.

Xing Dou looked at this beautiful thing silently for a while, and finally reached out and took it: "Thank you."

Waste is bad. He told himself over and over that it was just that.

The pink-haired boy who had been smiling ever since he took things followed behind, humming an unknown tune, and his pace was cheerful.

In the end, Wen Lun still failed to follow him all the way back, Xingdou received a text message from Yi Xin halfway, and immediately turned to the other direction, by the way, informed the classmates in charge of class activities He has completed the class activities he is responsible for and will not play in the second half.

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"It's not delicious." He said, his eyes under the sunglasses turned cold for a moment. Then he turned around, like a black shadow that was wiped away, disappearing into the bustling crowd.

The venue for the "Sparkling! Find the Bright Star" event is easy to find, and Star Dou arrived without much effort.

It is too conspicuous, and the five event exhibition halls of smaller franchisees are enough to compete with it. The wide and tall stage and various advanced facilities make one see that it is not a generalist at a glance, and it is definitely well prepared. The rug underfoot, the T-light overhead, and the embossed details on the walls show a serious attitude.

It is not so much an event stage built in a school, it is more credible to say that a certain program group spent a lot of money to customize the advanced shooting location. As this is indeed the stage that appeared in the school festival, one has to sigh about the wealth of investors.

"Xingdou you are here!"

"Well, I..."

Xingdou walked to the agreed place and saw his manager at a glance. The girl who was originally focusing on the virtual screen seemed to have noticed it, raised her head with a surprised expression, and pushed Xingdou to the background without waiting for Xingdou to say anything.

"Hurry up, we're already late, it takes time to make up and change clothes. If it wasn't for the design department's outfit , I won't be here until now, it's really a mistake." Yi Xin explained the situation and couldn't stop complaining, "Fortunately, I signed up as soon as possible, I heard that there are a lot of people who want to participate this year, and the organizer has closed the registration time. It's half a day earlier than usual."

All said so, Xing Dou is not good at talking nonsense, and straightforward: "You hired a makeup artist to do makeup? How much time is left?"

"Don't worry, it's definitely enough to finish putting on makeup." The manager was full of confidence, "Wait and see, even if Yang Yu from your class is here, ask It's not that easy to win!"

For some reason, this confidence gave Xingdou a bad premonition—in any case, Miss Agent is the embodiment of the player, if the player What you are best at, then it must be... the role of tossing your subordinates.

But Yi Xin has always been more cautious, so it shouldn't be that bad?

While they were thinking about it, they walked through the corridor and pushed open the door of the preparation room for the contestants.

The moment the door opened, three makeup artists turned their heads and stared at them, and then gathered on one person.

That look made Xingdou cold, and he subconsciously took a step back. But the door behind him was closed, and he had nowhere to go, so he could only face the current weird scene.

"Oh, don't be afraid, it's fast, it won't hurt." As if seeing the perfect prey, they approached slowly, trapping him in the middle of the voice The enthusiasm in Li is about to distort, "Let's become, beautiful, together!"

"Ma, please trouble you." Xingdou stammered, trying his best to maintain a polite attitude.

The manager lady on the side raised her chin proudly, and murmured quickly like a chanting: "Victory belongs to us, hahaha, this is something I carefully selected A masterpiece that no one can resist, hum..."

Being pulled aside, Xingdou, who tossed his face and hair, has no energy to listen to these words, or he will probably regret making a simple request Give it to Yixin.

It turns out that players will never let their characters be too idle, and the tricks they play are never repetitive and extremely creative.

Xing Dou looked at himself in the mirror and wanted to take a long sigh.

While the contestants were preparing, guests came one after another on the front stage, filling the empty auditorium little by little. In addition to people from outside the school, there are also some teachers and classmates from the school. Most of them were wearing normal clothes, so those with fancy clothes stood out.

Such as a teenage boy with black hair.

Xiang Ming didn't want to come, but he followed his parents to see a higher-level event, although the scale and design of this event seemed to Yes, but that's also for students on campus. For him, this kind of activity can only be a medium level, and there is no value to be seen. In contrast, he was a little moved when he heard that 1A held the event of Alice in Wonderland.

"I was just wondering what to do if they meet a male client, the subject sounds specific to women, which doesn't make sense. Well, with a guy It doesn't matter at all, no!"

Ended his work in the class deacon service hall, Xiang Ming did not change his clothes, and walked in the direction of 1A while persuading himself.

In the end, he changed his goal halfway, because of a few words from passers-by.

"I don't know who this year's 'Mr. Sparkle' will be, the guys from the idol department take the top spots in this event every year, and the competition is fierce It's better than competing to debut."

"Who else could it be, the one with the most outstanding looks in the first grade, the guy named Yang Yu. What suspense is there for him to compete? "

"That's not necessarily true, I got a gossip that said that His Majesty also went."

"Your Majesty? Is there such a person?"

" He is the uncrowned king of the first-year idol department. One of his nicknames is Your Majesty. You can't use 'king' to address it, it sounds like a name same abbreviation."

"You said him! That's really interesting, I remember the start time of the event was fifteen minutes later? We can still catch up now, walk around , join in the fun.”…

The so-called uncrowned king, Xiang Ming just knew who it was referring to. There was a student in their class who was particularly infatuated with Xing Dou after being transferred in some time ago. He seemed to be called Gong Caiyi. Every day he chatted with people, he would transfer to Xing Dou. Therefore, they passively know a lot of Xingdou's things, such as the past without a single defeat, such as the secretly majestic nickname.

Xiang Ming came to the conclusion that Xingdou was not currently in 1A, he hesitated for three seconds, and then naturally walked to the largest and most conspicuous event venue outside.

"It's good to take this opportunity to understand everyone's strength." He walked quickly, "It's a pity to miss the opportunity."

So soon, he appeared in the audience.

It was probably a coincidence that after Xiang Ming sat down, two familiar people came up behind him.

"Anmus, there is still room here," said one of them.

"Yeah." The other person responded, "Seriously, Xia Yuan, aren't you going to participate? There's still time, so it's time to sign up."

"If that blond idiot doesn't go, I might be a little interested." Xia Yuan sneered as usual, "Even though he only has that face. I can do it, but I want to submit to him, hum. It's you, why don't you try it, maybe you can be a dark horse?"

"Do you really think the name 'Mr. Sparkle' matches me?" Anmas said lightly, and Xia Yuan didn't say anything.

The two fell silent, as if waiting for the event to begin. Xiang Ming also shifted his attention, thinking about whether to record the process. Before he could decide what mode to choose, he was attracted by the light flashing from the machine in front of him.

"Is that ... a professional photographer Al and a professional camera?" After a few more glances, he was a little surprised, "Is it an avid fan? Or a professional photographer? "

While guessing, the man playing with the machine turned his head and adjusted the camera.

With just one glance, he recognized that guy who always followed Xing Dou with a fake smile—Wen Lun!

Then his goal is obvious, except for Star Dou, there is no second possibility.

"It's really haunted." Xiang Ming was very upset, and said angrily, "I specially prepared such a device, what do I want to see, it really is thorough. abnormal."

"Are you talking about yourself? Stalker?" As if hearing his voice, Wen Lun suddenly turned around and glanced at him, the corners of his mouth were still raised, pitch black There was no smile in his eyes.

"You know what you're talking about." Xiang Ming stared back unwillingly, but Wen Lun didn't look away.

There seems to be a slightly burnt smell of gunpowder between the two of them, permeating the suddenly silent space, and it only takes a single line of fire to detonate, and it will turn the world upside down.

The silent struggle was forced to stop until the lights went out and the event began.

"You're lucky."

The two thought so at the same time, turned on the video, and looked at the competition booth.

"Bright! Look for the bright star" This activity is much simpler and more straightforward than common competitions. It has only one competition rule and standard - beauty .

Regardless of gender, age or style, participants only need to use themselves as models to demonstrate the profound meaning of "beauty" this time, and let the audience and the audience on the Internet It is enough to understand and agree. The time limit for each person is ten minutes, and the one who can get the most votes is this "Mr. Sparkle".

Essentially, it was a beautiful fight.

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Backstage, preparation room.

"Xingdou!" Yi Xin's tone was more than a degree of excitement, "You will win, no one will reject you!"

The makeup artists next to them nodded again and again, their eyes were red, and they were gearing up.

"Really? Wouldn't that be too exaggerated..." Xing Dou looked at himself in the mirror and sighed slightly.

This time, it really feels "sparkling".