Jian Xingsui seemed to feel that someone was looking at him from behind, but after turning his head to look, he only saw Film emperor Fu chatting with Shen Xingchen. The two were talking and didn't seem to notice him.
It must be his own delusion...
He shook his head, and couldn't help but sneak a few glances, wondering if the film emperor Fu had eaten throat pills or not. If his throat was really uncomfortable then the pills could help him relax.
Tuya noticed his gaze and said softly, "Sui Sui, do you want to go over and say hello to Teacher Fu?"
Jian Xingsui quickly retracted his gaze and hurriedly shook his head: "NO NO I was just looking around."
Tuya was a little frightened by his overreaction.
Soon, the blonde female mentor smiled again, and she said, "Don't be nervous, I have no other intentions. I just wanted to tell you, in fact, Brother Fu ah, he is not that scary. Although he can be quite strict at times, he is also very concerned about you guys. So if you like him, you can go and chat, don't be afraid."
Just as Jian Xingsui wanted to say that he understood, An Ran next to him said, "I think Brother Fu is very good ah. It is just right for him to be strict with us. In fact, he is not strict at all. I can feel that Brother Fu is actually quite gentle!"
His voice was not small, unlike Jian Xingsui who always spoke in a low voice. Although An Ran's voice sounded gentle, the decibel was not low, as if he deliberately wanted the people over there to hear it.
"Sui Sui, don't think about Brother Fu that much." An Ran looked sideways at Jian Xingsui with a concerned look, and didn't give him a chance to explain: "Actually, Brother Fu is very good." (T/N: Tsk....I......)
"..."
I haven't said anything yet.
Jian Xingsui turned around and looked over there. Fortunately, Fu Jinxiao didn't seem to pay much attention to this place and didn't look at them. As for whether he heard it or not, he was not sure. Usually, if it was anything else, he wouldn't bother with An Ran. After all, those petty fights with this fake person were harmless, but when it came to his idol, and now when he was deliberately misinterpreted, the fire in his heart rose again.
Jian Xingsui glanced at An Ran coldly, his eyes full of coldness.
The re-recording was about to start again. Tuya was called away, and the other mentors also left, leaving only the contestants there.
"No." Jian Xingsui said, "I don't need your help."
An Ran's face looked like he was hurt and wronged.
Jian Xingsui didn't show any emotion. He said, "Your second brother came to see me and asked me to stop bothering you. Do you know this?"
An Ran paused, of course, he knew. However, if he really nodded, it would not be very good, so he fell into silence for a while, not knowing how to answer this question.
"Now, I'll return those words to you." Jian Xingsui looked at him coldly, got closer, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Go fuck yourself and your family and STOP BOTHERING ME!!!"
An Ran looked up at him unexpectedly. He met Jian Xingsui's dark eyes and heard him say, "What's yours will always be yours, I will not rob anything from you. Don't be too impatient making fool of yourself. It makes you look ugly and......DIGUSTING."
In a few short words, Jian Xingsui's words seemed to be completely out of context and irrevalent, but An Ran understood it all.
This was the first time that An Ran no longer put a soft image in front of Jian Xingsui. He looked at Jian Xingsui with deep thought, and in the end, he didn't say anything. He just turned his head and left.
...
On the front stage, all the teams had finished their performances. And now it was time for the most exciting voting segment of the program where the best performance king and the most popular king of each team would be chosen.
The director team had already started counting down on the big screen. They asked all the contestants to come on stage, and Mr. Li shouted: "Now, the most popular king voted by our live audiences and the best performance king voted by the mentors of each group will be revealed on the screen, at the countdown of..... Three.......... Two............ One........ Please show it!"
The numbers on the big screen flickered and timed, and all the contestants turned around to watch their stats and votes.
This was very important to everyone. This will greatly affect whether they will be ranked highly or lowly from now on for the rest of the program.
The big screen finally showed the data.
The most popular king: Shen Xingchen with a total of 132 votes from the audience.
The best performance king voted by the mentors: Jian Anran
The moment the big words appeared on the screen, An Ran showed a smile, but Shen Xingchen looked back at one of his teammates. He was once always sunny and arrogant, always like a boy who only cared about himself. But now, when he was chosen as the most popular king by the audience, his first reaction was to look at Jian Xingsui. Even the other teammates didn't stepped forward to celebrate the two Kings' win. Instead, they all looked at Jian Xingsui.
There was no other reason.
During this period of time, each and every one of them knew who had worked hardest in the team. Every day, in order not to slow down the progress of the team, he stayed up until midnight and sometimes, didn't sleep at all. In order to arrange and edit songs, he always was the first one to come and the last one to left. No one said it, but everyone felt that if their team could have an honor, this honor should be given to Jian Xingsui.
Only Jian Xingsui smiled. He went over and hugged Shen Xingchen: "Congratulations, I knew you could do it."
Shen Xingchen suppressed the thoughts in his heart bitterly and snorted softly: "Of course, did you forget who this young master is?"
The audience in the live broadcast room felt a bit complicated:
"Although Ran Ran and Xingchen are ranked very well, I always feel weird."
"The look in 20,000's eyes when he saw the ranking just now was so heartbreaking."
"Jian Xingsui is a poor dancer to begin with."
"His foundation is too poor and some of his movements are still not strong enough. They were not worthy of the ranking."
After all the rankings were announced, the recording was basically over.
Everyone exited in an orderly manner, but there were also some contestants who went off the stage to talk to some fans and relatives who had come to see them. Jian Xingsui and his teammates all followed their captain Shen Xingchen.
Not far away, the mentors were all there, and An Ran ran over to share the joy with his brother Jian Zhi.
Other teammates also went to find their own parents and friends.
Shen Xingchen also went to chat with his mother. Xu Enzhen happened to be by Fu Jinxiao's side, and when she saw her son, she couldn't help but pull Shen Xingchen over to talk about it.
So Jian Xingsui was left all alone with a bit of embarrassment. He didn't know whether he should go back first.
He was hesitating on the spot when he saw film emperor Fu just getting off the stage and leaning against the table to drink water to rest. He hesitated whether to go forward to say hello. Just when he was hesitating to take a step, someone from behind took the lead in saying: "Brother Fu!"
An Ran walked over happily, with a smile on his face, full of energy.
Jian Xingsui had to shut up.
Fu Jinxiao was originally standing there, admiring the buzzhead's tangled expression, betting when would the boy finally dare to come over, when he was suddenly disturbed. The actor was displeased, but he did not show it on his face clearly. He just looked at An Ran uninterestingly: "Is something wrong?"
"I'm here to thank you." An Ran looked a little shy and said, "I know that the best performance king was voted by the mentors themselves. So I wanted to thank you for giving me this recognition."
Fu Jinxiao: "Oh?"
An Ran nodded lightly. He stood there with red lips and white teeth, looking very beautiful, but also a little shy, as if he was really moved: "Brother Fu, thank you very much, thank you to all the mentors for recognizing my hard work. I... I have been practicing dance hard. I had practiced just for this day, in order to be seen, and now I feel that all of my efforts were not in vain, thank you...Although I'm sad that my teammates couldn't win anything despite them working hard as well, I also feel result should always be fair......" (T/N: This AN Ran makes me feel so tired that it makes me not want to translate this anymore. What should I do guys? I think you guys cursing him mercilessly will definitely work.)1
Fu Jinxiao listened indifferently.
In fact, he liked hard-working young people very much. According to reason, An Ran was actually very good, and he was good in overall aspects as well, but for some reason, although it was An Ran who was standing in front of Fu Jinxiao right now, still, both in his heart and his mind, he was thinking of another person.
Obviously that kid was also very hardworking. Even though he had absolutely no foundation in dancing, instead of working for his chance to shine solo on the stage by practicing dance hard without caring anything, he would rather sacrifice his precious and limited dance practice time to contribute to the team. But no audience knew and remembered this. They will only think that he did not work hard, and thus danced poorly. Whether it was success or failure, this boy never thought to say anything, and endured it silently where no one could see.
But isn't the entertainment industry always like this? Always showing the instance success of a single person while ignoring the other 1000 people's sacrifices and efforts. But then again, who to blame? Audience themselves enjoy seeing those.
An Ran got closer.
Just when the cameraman came, and when he was about to capture the scene of two people chatting together, Fu Jinxiao avoided An Ran and dodged the camera.
An Ran was a little embarrassed.
Working many years in the entertainment industry, Fu Jinxiao had understood everything. It only depended on whether he wanted to play along with these petty tricks or not. In fact, there was nothing wrong with it. It's not wrong for young people to want to climb up. But the problem was.........nothing. He just felt very annoying looking at the young man in front of him. He doesn't want to even be in the same frame as this dude. It's all about gut feeling bros...
"You don't need to thank me." Fu Jinxiao said coldly, and the actor's fake smile all the year round also looked too cold right now: "If you really want to thank, then you are thanking the wrong person."
An Ran was taken aback.
Fu Jinxiao lifted his eyelids to look at him and opened his lips: "The vote for the best performance king was voted by five mentors together. But you may not have looked at the voting list carefully. You had only gotten one vote.....so did Jian Xingsui."1
An Ran slowly widened his eyes as if thinking of some possibility.
"Yes, that's right." Fu Jinxiao hooked his lips: "I was the one who voted for HIM."
...
The next day
After the broadcasting was over, all contestants could take a short rest.
The program team's notice came down. Because of the problem of their shooting time this time, the program team decided to invite some family members of the contestants to visit, so that they could shoot another interactive video.
Before filming, a questionnaire was distributed to each trainee.
Jian Xingsui took a look at the form and was stunned: "I will even have to fill in the blood types of my parents?"
Shen Xingchen also sighed with emotion: "The program team's investigation is really detailed. Why didn't they ask about the each family members' zodiac sign, how much everyone had peed when they were 2 years old, etc."
The rest of the dormitory laughed.
Jian Xingsui actually knew that he had blood type A, but it was embarrassing that he didn't know about the Zhang and his wife. So he was confused about this matter. It was also the Zhang couple who had found out that the child they were raising was the wrong one. After they had found out about this in the hospital, they had contacted the Jian family. At that time, the Jian family head, Jian Gu, had gone to An Ran for a paternity test overnight, and then had confirmed the relationship.
Later, there was a bloody storm.
Because everything was too sudden, the two families were disturbed. The problems kept getting piled up, so Jian Xingsui himself had never done a paternity test with the Zhang couple. He didn't even know the Zhang couple's blood type. The reason why he never paid attention to that was because Jian Xingsui never wanted to accept that he was not a child of the Jian family at all. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to go to the Zhang family for identification. In addition, An Ran started to act aggressively later, and thus delaying many things.
Blood type?
He really didn't know.
Shen Xingchen leaned over and said, "You're an A too? I'm an A too, what a coincidence!"
Jian Xingsui recovered and smiled: "Yeah, what a coincidence."
"You fill it out first. I'll go out." Jian Xingsui walked out. He didn't know what to do, so he just simply took the form and went to ask An Ran.
When he got there, he knocked on the door: "I'm sorry to disturb you."
Everyone in An Ran's dormitory turned their heads.
This was a private matter, and it was not good to tell this in front of everyone. Jian Xingsui said, "Can An Ran come over here, please?"
Zhou Xun looked at him vigilantly, but An Ran stopped Zhou Xun. He walked over, followed Jian Xingsui out of the dormitory, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Jian Xingsui handed him the form in his hand: "What is the blood type of the Zhang couple? Help me fill this out, I don't know."
An Ran breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it was just this. He took the form over and said, "Oh about this, you should have asked earlier, they are both B..."
Jian Xingsui didn't hear clearly: "What?"
An Ran's words froze when he saw Jian Xingsui's blood type.
''A''. Jian Xingsui's bloodtype was A.
But the Zhang couple were both B. Couples with B blood type, how could they have a child with A blood type?
An Ran suddenly remembered that when the Zhang couple had seen the blood test report, while they were chatting with the doctor that year, their expressions were totally frightened. They were even avoiding many questions of the doctor! He hadn't thought about it that much at the time, but when he recalled it now, he felt that there were problems everywhere!
Could it be...
Not only was he not the Zhang couple's biological son, nor was Jian Xingsui?
If not, who were Jian Xingsui's biological parents?
An Ran's hand holding the paper tightened unconsciously. He suddenly thought of how his teammates had made fun of Shen Xingchen and Jian Xingsui looking alike. Could it be............. that they were really a family?
Jian Xingsui waited for a while before he started to feel a little suspicious: "What's wrong with you?"
An Ran returned to his senses, and unconsciously began to stutter: "I... I'm fine."
What to do?
Should he tell him or not...