15 dark roses are crowded together.

The wrapping paper is soft and gold. Even if the bouquet is dull and depressing, the rose fragrance is rich and permeable, and the stars in it are decorated with like algae that are about to be swallowed by the Black Sea.

Wu Jin was stunned and looked at the signature note attached to Suihua.

Hudi's eyes shined: "Wow, rich man! I also want fans to send me flowers!"

Luo Luo, who was in the same group, finished brushing his teeth and put on a white T-shirt and looked up: "For you, isn't it normal for fans to send flowers?"

Hudi immediately corrected: "It can be given as a gift for visiting the set, and it can be given to Snow Leopard Entertainment at this time. Flower buyers are either rich or noble. Besides, black roses! The most expensive thing in the flower market is it. Hey, this person is not an extreme fan! Yesterday, 80% of the show saw contestant Wei Shi gave Brother Wu, so he also gave a bouquet to compete for favor-"

Wu Jin looked at the signature and remembered it.

In the fifth round of knockout stage, Versailles voted for support, and the ID of the rich fan who voted for him 800,000 yuan was also a single word, Yu.

Before the two teammates could react, Wu Jin quickly called the logistics officer just now: "Hello, what is the one who sent the flowers..."

Logistics touched the back of the head: "A gentleman, wearing sunglasses, couldn't see his face clearly, and stood below--"

The curtains were opened, and the square of Snow Leopard Entertainment Building was empty.

Behind him, Lolo was still whispering to Hudi: "Why is it black? I always feel so scared."

Hudi: "...Black rose is Huayu, 'You are a demon, and you have it for me'. I have seen a female artist who walks in sexy Lines who have been sent to Black Rose, but who knows how she was stuffed to Wu Ge. But then again, there are rich fans of this level, let alone Huayu is a demon, even if Huayu treats me as paramecium, I am willing!"

Wu Jin held the flowers stupidly, and Zhuang Fan came over: "Please keep it, after all, the fans are all in their hearts."

Wu Jin immediately said "ah" and carefully put the flowers on the windowsill.

Zhuang Fan saw him stumbling and contempt: "What kind of expression is that I'm afraid you won't be able to eat this flower?"

Wu Jin thought seriously, and he still wanted to inform the company. After all, he was just a poor little trainee.

Zhuang Fan snapped his fingers and said, "Let's go, today is another fierce battle."

Wu Jin followed suit well, and Hudi was still talking to Lolokopo: "The 15 roses represent apologies. I'm thinking now that the rich man who sent flowers to Wu Ge would be a flower blind!"

Wu Jin, who fell to the end, suddenly paused.

He looked back at the window.

The square was empty, and it was probably because of the dazzling and intense morning light that gave rise to the illusion of being spying on.

A few minutes later, the variety show guests gathered at the entrance of the building. Wu Jin was full of fighting spirit and re-entered the state of full blood.

The original 25th group of guest teams had only 16 teams left the next day. The two popular male team trainees Yingbian, A Yuan, looked at each other from afar, and occasionally looked at Wu Jinwei Shi Zuo Botang and others.

Task card issuance.

"Arriving at the 225 warehouse in the southern suburbs of the city within half an hour, and..." Hudi, who read the card, was stunned: "And earn 1,000 credit points in 4 hours. Why is it the same as yesterday's task? There is also 225 warehouse, why have I never heard of this place?"

The other team members expressed confusion, but Zhuang Fan's eyes were solemn and he was filled with energy:

"It's different, this mission is much more difficult."

“Warehouse 225 is an underground bar.”

With the command of the director, 16 groups of contestants rushed out like arrows. The middle of the way past the subway station, the old man in the hot pot restaurant was in high spirits: "Hold it, 10 credit points! The business broke out last night, and the few little kids were very interesting-"

Zhuang Fan made a gesture and a strong wind blew out while running.

Wu Jin asked if he didn't understand: "Brother Fan! What does the gesture mean?"

Zhuang Fan: "That means thank you, love andpeace - hey, what am I going to do to the old man!"

The boy group Rapper has been extremely excited since the beginning. When the subway arrived at the station, at the entrance of the 225 warehouse, Zhuang Fan quickly summoned the team members: "I removed my makeup and wiped my eyeliner. It was full of irritable brothers. I can't stand the squirming girls. You have thrown away your false eyelashes--"

Wu Jin tried hard to pull his eyelids to defend himself: "Really, really eyelashes!"

"..." Zhuang Fan coughed, and briefly spread the topic to his teammates: "The 225 Warehouse is the territory of this underground band, Rapper, and DJ. It's very messy, by the way, don't expose your identity casually."

Hudi was frightened: "Underground Rapper, just like the DISS trainees all day long?!"

Zhuang Fan nodded and signaled several people to pull their T-shirts casually, and their hair was also messy: "The more unordered the place, the more it depends on the strength to speak. Okay, the cameras are all harvested into pinholes, and then find work to go in. Singing and dancing here without blowing up the scene, or raping battles, there is a possibility of being beaten, there is no order inside-"

As soon as Zhuang Fan stopped, all his teammates looked at Wu Jin in unison.

Hudi came to the joy: "Wife is here, we are not afraid of being beaten!"

Wu Jin: "..." I can't rely on it!

The warehouse door opened with a bang.

Wu Jin was in a daze and finally knew the "real meaning" of installing a flight attendant among the guests. The 225 warehouse was dim and smoky. Several men smoking cigars at the door were squatting lazily, with bad expressions and bloodshot eyes. I guess they had become immortals without sleeping all night.

The eardrums of electric guitar and bass bombarded in the distance were painful. Someone was fighting breakdancing. The nearest stage was two rappers passionate Freestyle. Whenever one of them was DISS, the drunkards dancing in the audience burst into laughter.

One of the underground rappers had a dreadlocked head, and they played with the flow. The people who invited him to drink were almost in a long queue. When his opponent turned red with his face, the bartender immediately swept him a red envelope of credit.

At the door, a security guard glanced at Zhuang Fan a few times, carelessly.

Zhuang Fan looked away without expression, staring at Rapper on the stage.

Wu Jin turned to look at Zhuang Fan.

As the Rapper and Captain, Zhuang Fan was very arrogant most of the time. At this time, Zhuang Fan looked straight at the stage and slowly spoke: "The underground bar and the number-one venues are all at night, and there are miscellaneous fish during the day."

Wu Jin looked at the terminal and at 10:00 a.m. at 255, the wine customers in the warehouse were all passing through the sky, and many of them were walking back with their arms around their backs. Judging from the booth and dance floor, the customer capacity of the warehouse should be more than that.

That is, now it is at the trough of passenger flow, and the early game Rapper is only second and third-rate - Zhuang Fan may not be able to fight.
Chapter completed!