When Jian Xingsui finished saying this, the two people on the other end of the phone were strangely silent for some reason. Such silence undoubtedly made Jian Xingsui's heart feel like it was covered with a layer of shadow. His heart slowly tightened, and his breathing began to slow.
Just as he was suspicious, he heard Mother Zhang speak hurriedly as if to save her husband: "Hahaha, don't get me wrong, I am blood type A, and your father is B."
Jian Xingsui blinked a little suspiciously, but he had no choice but to nod: "So it's like this."
He said so, but he still had doubts in his heart because An Ran had filled A for both of their blood types. Among An Ran and this Zhang couple, there definitely was someone who was lying. Was it because they couldn't use the mobile phones here that these two parties hadn't gotten a chance to collude in their lies? Jian Xingsui himself didn't know, but he was still filming the program, so even if he didn't know, for now, he could only continue listening to their lies.
After hanging up the phone, Jian Xingsui returned the phone, but his mood at this time was somewhat different from before.
Shen Xingchen came over and asked him, "Will any one of your family members come for the next event?"
"Ah? Not necessarily." Jian Xingsui said honestly, "They probably won't come. They seem to be busy with work."
Shen Xingchen sneered: "Coming to see their child in the recording of the show is also not something for which they will lose face when they come ah. What kind of GREAT work can they possibly be busy with? Are they literally going to save the world?"
Jian Xingsui was suddenly speechless.
Shen Xingchen was always straightforward and determined, but because of this, what he said was truly heart-warming. Others had time to come and see their children even if they had to put aside their millions of business activities. After a whole month of not seeing your child, even if it's little, parents would at least be looking forward to meeting their children, right?
Love and dislike, these things about feelings were always too obvious.
Jian Xingsui didn't feel the sadness he imagined. He just smiled lightly and said with emotion, "Yes...you're right."
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The next day
Today's hall was very lively.
On the day contestants were to be visited by their parents or relatives, many contestants were very excited all day long. Many of them hadn't seen their family members for more than a month.
In the early morning, mentors organized a gathering for all the students. Fu Jinxiao stood at the front. In order not to steal the limelight of the contestants, the handsome and elegant man wore loose and casual sportswear, but even so, the Film emperor Fu still stood out from all the people there. He had the charm of a mature man on his body, which made people unable to look away.
"This afternoon, your parents will come to the guildhall, so you should prepare your thoughts for your parents when they arrive." Fu Jinxiao pointed to the pen and paper on the table and said, "Write down some of your wishes and prospects for the future, keep this letter, and give it to your family when your parents come."
Everyone got the paper.
Jian Xingsui was holding the paper but he didn't know how and what to write. Most of the people around him were writing. He was the only one who was staring at the white paper, but it would not be very good to do nothing, so he started to draw lightly.
Until a voice came from the side: "What did you draw?"
Jian Xingsui was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw Fu Jinxiao standing beside him. He was a little nervous.
"I'm asking you something ne?" Fu Jinxiao lowered his head: "What did you draw?"
On that paper of Jian Xingsui, there were no words. There was only a drawing drawn with a black ink pen. There was a room in the drawing. There was a little person living in the room. There were some scattered things that looked like CDs. The room was very big, but somehow it looked entirely empty. The little man was clearly surrounded by a lot of things, but he looked very lonely.
Jian Xingsui opened his lips lightly: "I drew a family."
Family?
Family with only one person?
Fu Jinxiao remembered that today's theme was hope for the future. So Jian Xingsui's hope for the future was... to live solely?
He hadn't gone to see the contestants making phone calls to their parents two days ago, but he had also heard some things. It was said that almost all the contestants got through the phone that day, but this child's phone was never answered, which was really pitiful and distressing.
"Is this the family you imagined in the future?" Fu Jinxiao leaned down and looked at it with dark eyes. He didn't blame Jian Xingsui for not being a good painter, and he didn't ask him why he hadn't written a single word according to the rules. He just curled his lips and asked. : "What is the little person in your drawing looking at?"
Jian Xingsui answered honestly, "Watching TV."
In his imagination, the life he looked forward to in the future was to have a house of his own. Then he will have a smooth job, and he may pursue other careers in the future too. If it will all go smoothly, his life should be on the right track. After that, if he will have some spare time, he will silently pay attention to his idol and his life on the screen. It might have looked like ordinary and peaceful life, but the lessons of his previous life were still vivid in his mind. For him, it would be a luxury to live such a life all the time.