Once again finding Argun’s hand on his chest, Sikh had a great deal of trouble forcing himself not to pay particular attention to the matter.
Sikh has been good-looking since he was a child, so to be honest, there are many people, male and female, who have liked him since he was a child abroad.
There were some boys who would also make a move on him because of his looks, and he felt so uncomfortable every time that once he got so angry that he directly beat up the person who made a move on him.
However, it is very strange to say that Argun’s hand just touched him and he actually did not feel disgusted.
Rather, he was stiff with a kind of love-struck nervousness.
Klara was concentrating on her practice, completely unaware of Sikh’s abnormalities. They practiced many times before finally finalizing their moves.
By the time she finally finished practicing, Klara felt exhausted to the point of exhaustion.
She sat down next to it and rested for a while.
Sikh couldn’t help but look at him.
After her previous performance, Klara has stopped wearing makeup and she appears every day with her face intact.
His small face without any powder is white and lovely, sweat slips off, only to see his small melon face white and almost transparent.
Sikh looked at it with fascination for a while and withdrew his eyes.
Damn!
Did he have a disease lately that he would find Argun the boy somehow good-looking?
He couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Argun again, although Argun was oblivious to this and was just concentrating on drinking water.
But I didn’t want two teammates in the group to sit next to each other and suddenly start chatting.
“Hey, you say this game has been going on for so long, why hasn’t Mr. Fraser come to take a look at it?”
Klara froze for a moment and stopped drinking her water.
The two people in the same group with her happen to be contracted trainees of Kit’s entertainment company.
So compared to the average contestant, they definitely want Kit to come and see the show and also take the opportunity to get acquainted with him.
If they have Kit’s approval and strength, their future road will be hundreds of times better.
Klara stretched her ears and continued to listen to them.
“I heard from the show’s crew that Mr. Fraser was planning to come, but I didn’t expect something to come up with business over at Country A, so I never had the time to come over with the show.”
“So? Then what if Mr. Fraser never comes.”
“I don’t think so, this show is still very close to his heart, and it is said that he will return to China next week, and he should appear in the final by then.”
Klara put her foot down when she heard this.
Kit just come to the finals anything, she worked so hard just to have a chance to meet Kit.
Thinking about it, she narrowed her eyes and sneered.
…
Same moment.
Davidson Group.
Downtime rush.
It was raining so hard outside that Davidson Group employees were trapped indoors, gathered in the first floor lobby and unable to leave.
Because the company is located in a commercial area, coupled with the heavy rain, everyone could not get into a car and had to wait for the rain to stop here.
A few reluctant people were still trying to book cars using cell phone software, but most had given up and simply sat on the first floor sofas brushing up on Twitter and waiting for the rain to stop.
One of the hottest topics is Produce 101.
“Hey, did you guys watch the video yesterday, Sikh and Argun are too sweet, he directly chose Argun as his teammate without hesitation!”
“Didn’t you hate Argun before, and you said he was rubbing off on you or something, and you’ve changed your nature?”
“That was before, now is now, a piece of me did not find Argun’s beauty, now it seems that these two have a good relationship, otherwise Sikh eat up the first choice of teammates to choose Argun?”
“Yes, yes, yes, I also apologize for my previous black Argun, after watching his last stage performance I was completely enamored by him!”
“Argun and Sikh are really too sweet, the sugar level is too high, look at the photos of their rehearsal released by the crew yesterday, the two are so close to each other, ahhhhhhhhhh!”
After the last stage performance, Argun’s popularity shot up like a rocket.
Their cp fan power is also growing.
Two teenagers are so good-looking, but also has been interacting, cooperation stage, this textbook love!
This time, Sikh took the initiative to choose Argun as his finalist partner, which made the cp fans rejoice like New Year’s Eve.
The online smear for Argun also stopped long ago, and most people search for them both just to knock candy and eat.
These female employees are discussing enthusiastically, completely immersed in the pleasure of knocking candy inextricably, completely unaware of the sudden silence in the hall.
Just heard a ding, the president’s special elevator door opened, a figure slowly out.
Stanley came out with a cold face.
He is wearing a very formal slim suit today, handsome eyebrows like a god, he came out of the elevator the moment he came with a strong pressure, so that the whole hall is silent.
Only the few female employees who were immersed in knocking candy didn’t notice this.
They were getting excited, when they suddenly heard a clear, cold footstep coming straight at them, until they got in front of them, and they looked up in panic to realize that something was wrong.
Only to see Stanley standing in front of them, frightening them all pale!
“Mr. Davidson?” they stood up in a panic to hurry up and explain the greeting, but the man in front of them opened his mouth coldly.
“Give me the phone.”
Several female employees are now really ashamed just want to burrow into the cracks!
First they were caught talking about gossip in the pantry, and now they’re being caught waiting for the rain to stop!
It’s after-hours, so you can’t say you’re not concentrating on your work!
Although they were scared to death, they still didn’t dare to go up against Stanley, so they had to hand over their phones in a hurry.
Milo picked it up and brought it to Stanley’s eyes.
Stanley looked down to take a closer look and saw only the photo on his phone.
It is a photo of a rehearsal in a dance studio, in which Klara and Sikh are dancing hand in hand, the two of them couldn’t be closer to each other.
In an instant, his face darkened horribly, and the cold air pressure came up in an instant.
And then brush the comments, all are what “this is a divine love ah” “quickly open it we support you” “If this is not love, what else is love!”
Stanley has two knives hidden in his eyes.
“Milo,” he spoke, looking ahead without any expression, “prepare the car.”
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The other side.
Klara was exhausted after practicing dance all day, dragging her tired body back to the dormitory and taking a hasty shower, while wiping her hair and walking inside, just as she entered the room she saw a person sitting on the bed.
The man’s slender form sitting on that tiny single bed was a bit comical.
His bony fingers were sliding the phone screen, the dim light spilling on his face, quiet and beautiful like a painting.