Chapter 45

Now is obviously not the time to worry about whether it was that monkey Feng Zhuo who made Jiang Shiyu like this, or Jiang Shiyu who made Feng Zhuo like this.

Although he had already cursed Feng Zhuo several times in his heart, how could he turn his obedient Jiang Shiyu into this.

But this lovely, lively Jiang Shiyu, while he thought about how much time, how much of the future, kept wandering at the door. Between the darkness and the light on the wall, someone pushed open the door.

Zheng Yan has also heard his own heartbeat many times.

When they first met, when they first hugged, when they first kissed.

He had heard the footsteps of love lingering in front of his door too many times. He knew that it was not the road to others, and he knew where those footsteps led to.

It leads to himself.

When he pushed the door open, Jiang Shiyu stopped at his door.

Then the doorbell rang.*

"Why did you finish just now?" Jiang Shiyu pressed against his shoulder, his hot breath right next to his ear. "I'm getting sleepy waiting."

He whispered in a sticky voice, and Zheng Yan thought of the marshmallows melting in the hot chocolate for no reason. Like Jiang Shiyu, sweet bubbles burst in his heart.

Jiang Shiyu is his marshmallow puppy.

Now this sleepy little dog was wearing his clothes, surrounded by his scent, holding his hand and following him obediently. Zheng Yan also felt extremely satisfied from the inside out, both physically and mentally.

He looked at Jiang Shiyu's round head and said, "I didn't know you were coming to pick me up from get off work."

Jiang Shiyu yawned delicately: "If I don't come to see you, you don't know how much grievance you will bear in your heart."

Zheng Yan also touched the tip of his nose. Although he was indeed aggrieved, it was not to the extent that Jiang Shiyu said.

Jiang Shiyu: "Some people are not allowed to say that I'm a playboy."

They talked as they walked, and Jiang Shiyu felt as if time and space were folded. When he walked this distance alone, it seemed particularly long. But how come he was walking with Zheng Yan too? They had already reached the dormitory before they had even said a few words.

Is it true that when you are with someone you like, time will slip away?

Zheng Yanye swiped open their door, Jiang Shiyu followed behind him, and suddenly grabbed Zheng Yanye's hand and pulled him back.

Zheng Yan also had to look back, and the next second he suddenly widened his eyes.

Someone gently kissed him on the lips.

Marshmallow Puppies are, of course, as soft as marshmallows and as sweet as marshmallows.

Seeing that he didn't react, Jiang Shiyu bravely stood on tiptoe and gave him the same light kiss again.

Even in the same location.

Zheng Yan also felt that he heard countless broken winds passing by his ears, exploding into fireworks in his world.

He used to laugh at his friends. After they fell in love, they all wanted to spend 25 hours a day with their partner and would start to show affection whenever they found time. Master Zheng was dismissive of this at the time: Isn't it just exchanging saliva? Is it that cool?

Now he even wishes he could travel back in time and slap himself in the face.

Kissing the one you love is really nice.

Jiang Shiyu looked up and met Zheng Yan's gaze. His eyelashes were trembling with nervousness. He subconsciously licked his lips, which were a little dry.

Zheng Yan also took the initiative, gently but firmly lifted Jiang Shiyu's face, and kissed his lips, which were still slightly crystal clear.

"Why haven't you learned to breathe yet?" Jiang Shiyu opened his eyes confusedly, and saw Zheng Yan looking at him with a smile, his fingers stroking the rosy complexion on his face.

"How can I be as self-taught as you!" Jiang Shiyu's face flushed.

"It's okay." Zheng Yan continued to smile, "I'll teach you more." As he said this, he was about to lean over again, but was pushed away by Jiang Shiyu with a wary look on his face.

"My lips are almost swollen from your kisses. How am I going to be on camera tomorrow?"

Zheng Yan was just about to say that he was eaten by spicy food in the cafeteria, but before he could say it, Jiang Shiyu predicted it.

The boy in front of him covered his mouth, staring at him with his big round eyes, wet, and said righteously: "You can't talk about the cafeteria. I didn't go to the cafeteria today!"

"It's the Love Brand burger you gave me!"

"Anyway, no more kissing today."

Well, Zheng Yan let him go with regret. Jiang Shiyu looked like he had just been pulled out of a glitter fountain. Even his joints were shyly pink, and his cheeks were incredibly red.

"If you're not allowed today, then we can continue tomorrow?" Zheng Yan also teased him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Shiyu tilted his head, and after thinking for a moment, he actually agreed to his request: "Tomorrow, you can kiss me."

Zheng Yan also pressed the issue: "Tomorrow should be even more than today."

"No." Jiang Shiyu covered his mouth and slowly escaped from his sight along the corner of the wall. "If you don't behave well, I won't let you kiss me."

After he finished speaking, he just escaped from Zheng Yanye's shackles and immediately rolled onto the bed. He covered himself tightly with the quilt, closed his eyes and began to play the role of "Here is the place where there is no silver but three hundred taels": "Don't talk to me anymore, I'm already asleep."

"Alright." Zheng Yan also wanted to laugh when he saw the ostrich bun on the bed. "Your Highness, please go to sleep quickly."

"Tomorrow when you wake up, you will see me doing exceptionally well."

Then you can't kiss me so early in the morning, Jiang Shiyu thought, why is Zheng Yan thinking about these things every day? He doesn't think about practicing when he wakes up in the morning, but wants to fall in love. This is not the professional quality of an idol.

But he didn't seem to be in a much better situation either, after all, Zheng Yanye's boyfriend was him.

Although it's a capital offense for idols to date, if their sister-in-law is a teammate, they should be exempt from punishment. Jiang Shiyu is a little unsure, but considering they have worked so hard to promote their idols, he hopes they can be forgiven.

It would be best if the whole world belonged to them, Jiang Shiyu made this wish in his dream.

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The next morning, Jiang Shiyu woke up in Zheng Yanye's arms. Zheng Yanye held him tightly in front of him and he couldn't move at all.

"I want to get up." He pushed the mountain that was oppressing him.

"It's still not too late to sleep a little longer." Zheng Yan also ruffled Jiang Shiyu's fluffy hair, feeling surprised. "Aren't you always the type to arrive at the classroom on time and never get up a minute early? Why did the sun rise from the west today?"

Jiang Shiyu felt guilty. He couldn't say he dreamt about being judged for his idol's lack of virtue and becoming the owner of a fan club. He was scolded for his lack of talent and professionalism, and he woke up early in the morning. Although his romantic partner couldn't be changed, he felt that his talent could still be salvaged.

Start by waking up early.

He said loudly: "Can't I just start a new life and work hard to make progress?

Well, Zheng Yan opened his eyes resignedly. It seemed that he had to get up today.

Jiang Shiyu was extremely serious the whole morning, even more attentive than the last time he took a major exam. He followed the key points emphasized by the teacher one by one, and by noon he was so tired that he could not even stand up.

It was almost lunchtime and everyone had relaxed. Jiang Shiyu had just figured out how to optimize his second entrance move when he suddenly heard an exclamation from the person next to him.

He followed the sound and saw a boy in their group lying on the ground holding his ankle, and he felt something was wrong.

Zheng Chenxi's face turned pale with pain. He was doing a big jump, and his center of gravity was unstable when he landed. He didn't see the landing point, and he heard a crisp sound when his body tilted down. His ankle swelled three feet high in an instant.

He made an expression that was uglier than crying: "I'm sorry everyone, I think I sprained my ankle."

"You're still saying sorry at this time." Zheng Chenxi was interrupted by Jiang Shiyu before she could finish her words. He pulled himself next to Zheng Chenxi, his delicate eyebrows furrowed into a ball. "Your condition looks a bit serious. I'll go with you to see a doctor."

Zheng Chenxi's eyes were filled with apology: "Will this delay our team's progress? You're the team leader..."

"It's precisely because I'm the team leader that I can't just ignore you." Jiang Shiyu, with the help of others, lifted him onto his shoulders and said, "Try to see if you can help me walk."

"no problem."

The two of them slowly moved to the infirmary. Staff from the program crew also came to help along the way, and they finally arrived before the doctor got off work in the morning.

The doctor on duty was very young and wore glasses. He took a look at Zheng Chenxi's feet and as soon as he touched his ankle, he screamed in pain.

"It's a serious sprain." The doctor took a look at him, "You won't be able to dance for at least three months."

"You need to go to the hospital to get an X-ray to check if there's any fracture. The most I can do is apply something to reduce the swelling."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Chenxi's tears fell and landed right on Jiang Shiyu.

It's cool, but hot.

Jiang Shiyu remained silent. He didn't know how to comfort Zheng Chenxi. The doctor's words had undoubtedly marked the end of his draft career. No one would wait for him to recover and give him another chance to shine. All he could get now was sympathy, but no one would stop him for this.

This is essentially a Colosseum just for yourself.

It was Zheng Chenxi who patted Jiang Shiyu's hand first and forced a smile at him: "I'm fine."

"You don't look like you want to laugh." Jiang Shiyu said softly, holding his hand instead, "It's okay to cry when you're unhappy."

A few minutes later, Jiang Shiyu opened the last pack of tissues in his hand and squatted on the ground with the attending physician, listening to Zheng Chenxi's heart-wrenching cry.

Zheng Chenxi burst into tears: "I'm not famous yet! I'm so sad! I shouldn't have come here, sob."

"Before coming here, I even went to the XX Palace to pray for a career. The master said I would definitely get rich, but I just needed to make some initial investments, like buying some stocks, financial products, insurance, etc. I was pretty happy about that."

"What kind of fortune is this! My dream of becoming a star is gone!"

Jiang Shiyu and the doctor looked at each other, and saw the meaning of "you go and comfort him" in each other's eyes.

Never mind, let him do it. Jiang Shiyu felt his feet were numb from squatting, so he decided to stand up and stretch his legs.

"You can still make a fortune," he said.

"Really?" Zheng Chenxi rubbed a bubble of snot.

"Really." Jiang Shiyu suppressed his laughter, "If you listened to the master and bought insurance."

Zheng Chenxi cried even harder, sobbing as she continued to speak: "Although I don't have a pure passion for this stage, I really like it!"

"Team leader, do you really like this stage?"

Jiang Shiyu was stunned for a moment. To be honest, he came here to become famous. In fact, he has achieved half of his goal now. The ever-increasing number of fans and discussions, the constant flow of new posts in the super topic, and the hot searches that appear on the topic all point to one fact - he is indeed famous.

If you don’t like being on stage, is there any point in making your debut?

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*Adapted from Yu Hua's "The Seventh Day"

Next is our Xiaoyu's mental journey & some slightly risqué content that hasn't appeared in a long time ()