After a long time.....................I'm back!
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Backstage
After the performance, the trainees rested backstage.
Because they had to perform on stage before, they basically didn't dare to eat, just to prevent any unexpected emergencies on the stage. When they got off the stage, they naturally wanted to run to eat something.
Shen Xingchen said, "Once our performance is over, shouldn't the show crew give us a big meal to celebrate?"
Other teammates chimed in and joined the fantasy queue:
"Will they give us a whole roasted lamb?"
"I really want to eat hot pot."
"I mean, shouldn't they give us 1 million worth of food?"
''Who will eat that much?''
''Shut up! Tell me, why do the French like to eat snails?''
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''Because they don't like fast food. Hahahaha... You FOOLS!!!....Hey hey hey did you guys not hear about the peanut joke?....NO??? HAHA But I'm still not telling you guys....You guys might spread it!!!.....HAHAHAHAHA!!!''
Everyone: ''....
This person..........was quite funny.
''Let's just go by ourselves ba!'' Someone said.
Shen Xingchen agreed. Don't look at him now wearing the clothes of a handsome young man, but even wearing such elegant clothes, he looked like a villain. Everyone else seemed to be going to study, and he looked like he was going to have a ''good chat'' with someone. He said, "Let me tell you, let's just go to the canteen."
The others agreed happily along.
Shen Xingchen looked sideways at the person next to him and said, "How about you? What do you want to buy when you go out?"
"Me." Jian Xingsui thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Anything is okay."
Shen Xingchen snorted: "What a pretender."
Jian Xingsui: ''.....''
It's not that Jian Xingsui didn't want to pick anything. But because previously he was a rich dude, he had a variety of foods to choose from. But now, he simply had a budget of a few dollars per meal. So he didn't know what could he choose with that little money.
When the group went to the canteen, there was indeed a lot of food there. There were also a few teams who had finished their performances eating and taking food there.
Shen Xingchen beckoned: "Ning Ze."
Ning Ze, who had also finished the performance, walked over.
"How are you?" Shen Xingchen took a piece of bread to eat: "Are you okay?"
Ning Ze was a relatively quiet person in their dormitory, but he was actually a very strong contestant. This time he was in another group, and he had also been practicing hard. Many times he often stayed up late until the early morning to finish. He actually had very solid skills in dancing, so he didn't require to practice very hard but he was still so serious.
Obviously, he had worked very hard to complete the performance, and his performance in the team was also brilliant, but the most unfortunate thing was that the person on the team with him this time was Li Xu'an.
During the whole performance, Ning Ze's limelight was suppressed to death, and it could almost be said that his screentime was robbed. Of course, it was not because Ning Ze was not good enough, but what was even more heart-wrenching was that all the cameras almost only filmed Li Xu'an. Even the questions asked by the mentors later were all on Li Xu'an, and all Ning Ze's efforts were in vain.
Ning Ze said, "I'm okay."
Jian Xingsui was a little worried, and took the initiative to encourage him to say: "It's okay, I believe in your strength, Ah ze, you can definitely shine more on the next stage!"
A smile flashed across Ning Ze's eyes, and he nodded: "This time I didn't do my best, I'll work hard later."
Among all the contestants there, if you are talking about the desire to perform on the stage and the pressure to debut, no one had more pressure than him.
Shen Xingchen picked up the food next to him and said to Jian Xingsui, "Hurry up and eat, we have to go back after eating, and there is still a final performance to record."
Jian Xingsui said, "Okay."
They had all been busy all night and were hungry.
Although they could have eaten backstage, there were still people who were yet to perform and couldn't eat and rest, not to mention the mentors and photographers, who hadn't eaten anything.
Jian Xingsui thought of Fu Jinxiao. Others might not know it well, but he had been chasing his idol for many years. He knew that the film emperor did not take care of his body very much. This was reflected in various aspects. In the early years, in order to record songs again and again, because of too much hard work, the film emperor's throat was almost exhausted. Later, he suffered from severe throat disease. Although it did not lead to his inability to sing, and there were no serious consequences, it also left some after-effects.
He couldn't talk for long or his throat would hurt.
This was all in his early days when he had to use his throat too often. Very few people knew that with the rise of his status in recent years, there were very few occasions where it was necessary to use his throat so tiredly, but today was obviously an exception.
Jian Xingsui said, "Xingchen, aunt has been sitting in the auditorium for a long time. Go and give her something to eat."
"Oh, that's right." Shen Xingchen looked at the time: "The program will have a break soon. We can then sneak to the back and give her something to eat smoothly."
Shen Xingchen thought about it and complained again: "My mother will definitely ask Brother Fu if I have caused trouble again. Let's wait a bit, I will go over there in a while. What if me, Brother Fu, and my mom will meet at the same place? It will be really miserable. I don't know if Brother Fu has already complained about me or not, shall I take something to bribe him?"
Jian Xingsui's heart moved slightly, and he said tentatively, "Then give something to eat to him too, the mentors must not have eaten either."
Shen Xingchen felt that this was a good idea: "Yes, then I'll get some bread or something for him to eat. It's still you loser's brain that works."
Jian Xingsui pursed his lips and smiled.
During the break, the group of them went over, and they indeed saw the mentors who were resting.
Shen Xingchen carried his things over, and after seeing Fu Jinxiao sitting on the lounge bench with his eyes closed, he slipped over: "Brother Fu, wow, you look really good while resting on the lounge bench....wow this bench is so long and strong, indeed worthy of being a bench that is used by the film emperor himself...wow......"
Fu Jinxiao opened his eyes and glanced around lightly: "Is something wrong?"
"How can there be something wrong when I'm present..hehe." Big bully Chen put the things on the table: "I got you something to eat, it's all about caring, giving, and eating..hehe."
Fu Jinxiao raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Aren't you worried that your mom will give you a ''nice'' whoop in your ass?"
Shen Xingchen's heart was pierced. But he still smiled embarrassingly. He was not afraid of heaven and earth, but he was afraid of his mother's that ''whoop''.
Fu Jinxiao ignored him. After opening the bag, he thought it was just food but unexpectedly saw something under the food box. It was a plate of throat pills. He never liked throat pills that came with various messy flavors. And these pills were exactly the normal pills without any artificial flavors. He hadn't had a sore throat for a long time but he had really felt uncomfortable just now. He was just thinking that it would be better once he will drink some boiled water tonight, but he didn't expect that someone would actually deliver these helpful things so meticulously.
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Fu Jinxiao's eyes darkened. He didn't believe that Shen Xingchen had such a ''kind'' heart: "Where did it come from?"
Shen Xingchen muttered: "I got it for you, who else could give this kind of thing to you."
Fu Jinxiao didn't rush. He just put down the box slowly and laughed lightly: "Not long ago, aunt said that it was a pity that the two families' children didn't get married. She said that you didn't know how to care about people, and you didn't understand me, it seems that that was not true. It was a completely false statement. So now, to give you justice, I'll go talk to my aunt..."
Shen Xingchen was really frightened: "Brother, I was wrong, I'll be honest, I didn't bring it!"
Fu Jinxiao looked at him leisurely.
"How could I have thought of this." Shen Xingchen pointed to Jian Xingsui who was talking to Tuya softly not far away: "He went to the staff to ask for it, and let me put it in this bag and bring it to you. "
Fu Jinxiao followed the direction he pointed and squinted.
Jian Xingsui over there was also giving some food to mentor Tuya with his teammates. At this moment, they were having a good chat. Tuya had always been very fond of this child. She was even covering her mouth to laugh. It looked like she was having a very happy conversation.
Jian Xingsui.......it was him again.
In fact, very few people knew about the discomfort in his throat. The first to know was his agent, and even the new assistant was not clear. If he went back further, some fans from many years ago might know about it, but those people were very few, and they might not still be his fan. He had been used to seeing people coming and going in the entertainment industry for many years, so he didn't really believe in long-term love words.
So......how the hell did that kid know?
Did he really approach himself with a purpose and did he really send these pills with a purpose?
Thinking of the time when the little buzz-head had secretly tried to argue for him and had been standing silently in the parking lot picking up the lights that others didn't want, Fu Jinxiao's thoughts slowly went out again.
Maybe, he really is his fan...
Silently, he remembered that there was once a person who was the only person he remembered the most. That person had been actively encouraging him on Weibo since he was unknown. In the past, when he posted on Weibo for a long time, no one was there. Only that little fan kept encouraging him and following him. Although the words he said were unsatisfactory, they were clumsy and cute.
Thinking of this, inexplicably, the Film emperor's Fu always cold heart softened a little, and he asked, "Then why didn't he PERSONALLY give it to me?"
This sentence awakened Shen Xingchen. He thought about this with his straight man's mind, and then said: "I don't know, wasn't it just because I wanted to bring you something, so he just put it in the bag and let me bring it at the same time? "
Fu Jinxiao opened his lips: "Then why couldn't he come along with you?"
"Why? Maybe, because he wants to deliver something to Teacher Tuya. Besides, it's enough for me to deliver it to you alone. Why do you need so many people?" Shen Xingchen said carelessly.
"Oh?"
Fu Jinxiao looked at the person who was chatting with Tuya not far away. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. But that smile was just too cold: "Then why are there so many of them while giving the same thing to Tuya?"
Shen Xingchen looked at him suspiciously. He always thought straight, and spoke without going through his brain: "I think he likes Ms. Tuya or maybe he is a fan of Ms. Tuya? Isn't this normal, after all, Ms. Tuya is beautiful......oh hey, it can't be that you think Ms. Tuya is more respected than you? HEHE When it comes to sexy charm, your charm is indeed not as big as Sister Yaya, don't be jealous, maybe he is indeed sister Tuya's fan."
Her fan, you fart!
Fu-angry-Jinxiao looked up at the young man not far away.
That kid..................... obviously is my fan.
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Guys, if you see any mistakes then please tell me, I released this chapter at midnight