Comping: to comp; action of accompanying.
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Zhou Yongliang sighed for the nth time this lunch break. He and other Shenshi's members were staying at the music studio this noon. Instead of practicing, the boys were eating their lunch in the studio.
That was not a new sight of them, and everything looked normal at a glance. However, if people looked at the boys more intently, they would know that something was not normal.
Three boys were seen eating, but they suddenly stopped their activity when they heard Zhou Yongliang's nth sigh of the day.
Ren Weisheng put down his lunch box and placed his hand on the boy's shoulder. Zhou Yongliang was sitting on the carpet, while his three friends were sitting on the red couch.
And the brown-haired boy flinched when he felt the chubby-cheeked boy's light tap on his shoulder. He looked up to see his three friends' worried expressions.
"Are you okay, Liangliang?" Ren Weisheng asked the boy carefully.
