Chapter 57: Brave and Courageous

The team villa allocated by the company——

Through the transparent glass window, you can see the fine rain outside, which is printed on the window drop by drop, leaving traces one after another.

Chen Shiyi hung up the phone and stared blankly at the screen which was gradually going dark.

The TV opposite the sofa was showing the final round of talent show debut spots, and the group's center position list happened to be announced.

"The center position of the group is——"

He stretched out his voice.

“…Chen Shiyi!”

Amidst the loud announcement, various other voices mixed in.

Some people were opening express packages, while others were playing ping-pong on the table next to them.

Someone was strumming chords on a guitar.

Looking around, everyone's face is delicate and handsome.

Chen Shiyi wiped the beads of sweat from his chin. They had just finished a long dance training.

After finally finding some free time, Chen Shiyi got a cell phone from the audition team and contacted the two childhood friends.

Yuan Qing didn't answer the call. He originally wanted to ask Zhu Yanshi to pass on the message, but unexpectedly, the boy who couldn't even fart when hit with a stick suddenly called him baby.

“…”

Chen Shiyi placed his phone upside down on the coffee table next to him, stared at the TV for a while, and then got goose bumps all over his body.

He raised his hand and ran his fingertips through his burgundy hair, which made his skin look even whiter against the bright color.

"How's the contact going?"

A low and cold voice drifted over from the side.

Chen Shiyi shrugged his shoulders. "Leave it to me. It'll only take a month anyway."

He stood up and stretched his sore arms.

Yuan Qing grew up in luxury, so let him take care of them...

Chen Shiyi shook his head and roughly estimated the duration of Zhu Yanshi's summer vacation.

He will need to call Zhu Yanshi again in a few days.

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On the other side, Zhu Yanshi didn't care much after the call was hung up. He put the phone back in his pocket and rode his bike back to school.

It happened that Yuan Qing stayed in the dormitory, and Zhu Yanshi put the fruit he brought back on the man's desk.

"I bought this for you, eat it quickly."

He pulled the chair under his desk and sat next to Yuan Qing. When the other party put down his pen and picked up the fruit, he lowered his voice and asked.

"Did Chen Shiyi... contact you?"

The voice was a little tentative.

I read the original novel too hastily before, and Zhu Yanshi didn't remember the existence of this character at all. Maybe he missed it, or maybe he might be a character who will be revealed in the subsequent plot.

He is not very clear about the man's origins now, so he needs to start with Yuan Qing.

"he?"

Yuan Qing picked up a piece of mango with a fork. The mango was covered with white yogurt. He handed the fruit to Zhu Yan's mouth.

"You eat."

"I've eaten... well..."

Zhu Yanshi was fed a mouthful of food, and there was white yogurt liquid on her pink lips.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the white stuck on his lips.

It has a kind of innocent and cute sexual/erotic flavor.

Yuan Qing, holding the fork, slowly withdrew his gaze, put a piece of fruit in his mouth.

“…I wasn’t looking at my phone.”

He said he didn't care. Zhu Yanshi reached out and took the other person's phone on the table. He used his fingerprint to unlock the password and saw a missed call.

It belongs to Chen Shiyi.

The boy gently picked up the eye mask and then put down the phone.

"What did he want from you?"

Yuan Qing added a sentence.

"I don't know. He said he made his debut, and then he suddenly hung up the phone."

Zhu Yanshi leaned back in his chair, held his cell phone and began to search for Chen Shiyi.

"It's been so long..."

Yuan Qing picked up another piece of yellow peach dipped in yogurt and handed it to Zhu Yanshi's mouth.

"I can't finish it, please help me eat some."

He spoke casually, not even paying attention to the call, nor did he plan to answer it. He just started feeding the baby without getting tired of it.

Take a bite yourself and feed the other one.

Zhu Yan was looking at his phone while scrolling through the messages that popped up on it, and he opened his mouth cooperatively to put the fruit into his mouth.

Said vaguely.

"Chen Shiyi has changed a lot now..."

Zhu Yanshi tentatively handed Yuan Qing a video of the other party's glamorous stage performance.

The man just glanced at it casually and chuckled.

"Isn't it still the same?"

Zhu Yanshi tried his best to get the other party to talk, but he always made such vague remarks and obviously didn't want to talk more.

He had no intention of going deeper into the topic, and just took a quick look at the latest celebrity trends.

"Chen Shiyi is still the you I know. You two had two extreme personalities when you were young."

"You're much more cheerful now. You probably won't quarrel as easily as before."

Yuan Qing suddenly took the initiative to speak.

Zhu Yanshi paused in typing.

Through Yuan Qing's words, we can get several key clues:

Although the three of them grew up together, Chen Shiyi and Yuan Qing obviously have a better relationship.

Due to differences in personality, Chen Shiyi and I always quarreled every few days.

The relationship between the two was not that close, and Chen Shiyi went north to a big city to be a trainee a few years ago.

You shouldn't know too much about yourself.

Zhu Yanshi breathed a sigh of relief. No one would come to the temple for no reason. It was impossible for Chen Shiyi to take the initiative to contact this childhood friend who had a very different personality from him.

Unless there is something else.

As he thought about this, something touched his lips again.

Zhu Yanshi subconsciously opened his mouth and bit it.

But when he realized that he had bitten Yuan Qing's finger, he was stunned.

"you……"

A smile of success flashed across Yuan Qing's eyes, but his face held a hint of innocence.

"I see there's yogurt on your lips."

Zhu Yanshi loosened his mouth, leaned back a little, and increased the distance between himself and Yuan Qing's fingers.

"Excuse me……"

The boy's eyes were wandering, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable because of the pink bubbles rising around him.

Standing up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He ran away holding his phone.

There was still a bit of yogurt stuck on Yuan Qing's fingertips, which was rubbed off Zhu Yanshi's lips.

He stared at the white on his fingertips for a while, then stretched out his tongue and gently licked the stuff off his fingertips.

There is an inexplicably sweet and fragrant taste...

Yuan Qing became more and more fascinated.

Only at this moment did I clearly realize that I was no longer satisfied with just being ordinary friends...

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After the contract was signed, Fu Qi'an thoroughly experienced the life of being thrown aside and left to his own devices.

According to the contract schedule, he needs to complete the painting within the next week.

Three days had passed, and apart from the voice message on his phone constantly urging him to make progress, Fu Qian'an had never seen Zhu Yanshi.

I called to ask, but the line was always busy.

Occasionally, I would reply hurriedly late at night.

——Song Kai has a lot of bad habits. They want to force their own ideas into your work, and I have to deal with them.

There really was nothing to trouble him.

But Fu Qi'an was not very happy to enjoy such peace. After drawing another scrap draft, he made another phone call.

This time the call was connected, and there was some noisy noise on the other end.

"Bring Yuan Qing to sit with me for a while."

"Are you kidding me?"

Zhu Yanshi hurriedly squeezed onto the subway, his ears filled with chaotic voices. "His father recently signed him up for a cello master class, and he's taking it now."

"I'm very upset now."

There was no fluctuation in Fu Qi'an's tone.

"Except him, I can promise you everything else."

Zhu Yanshi reached out and grabbed the handrail on the iron bar, and he had even made up his mind that the other party would ask him to run to a dessert shop dozens of kilometers away to bring back some desserts.

"Then come here."

Fu Qi'an said.

"I need to organize the information..."

Zhu Yanshi walked forward while talking, separating himself from a wretched man who kept pushing against a girl in a short skirt.

With his back facing the girls, he looked down at the short, poor, ugly and disgusting guy from his 1.8-meter-tall perspective.

"Bring it here and let me sort it out."

Fu Qi'an kicked away the waste paper at his feet, bent down and picked up the cat.

"Can……"

"We have signed a contract, and you have to do things according to my arrangements." Fu Qi'an interrupted the other party's hesitation.

"I'll ask the driver to pick you up from school. Take your things with you."

"This. Is. An. Order."

The last few words were spoken with particular conviction.

Zhu Yanshi stared at the black phone screen and sighed helplessly.

When he put the phone back into his pocket, someone tugged at his sleeve. It was the girl he had just separated from him.

The girl's eyes were red and tears welled up in her beautiful eyes. She bit her lip.

"He seemed to have taken a picture of my skirt just now..."

The girl was scared and knew that the tall young man next to her was protecting her, so she could only ask for help in a low voice.

Zhu Yanshi didn't say anything. After listening to the other party, he turned his head.

She stared at the wretched man who was about to get off the bus, and when he was about to step out among the crowd, she reached out and grabbed the hood of his sweatshirt.

The wretched man watched the subway door close before he was pulled back forcibly, his body hitting the upright iron bar next to him.

"Fuck! What's wrong with you?"

"I'm at my stop! I want to get off!"

The wretched man turned around and yelled, his hat swirling around his neck. Before Zhu Yanshi could move much, the other party's face turned red because of the hood of his sweatshirt.

“…How stupid.”

Zhu Yanshi curled his lips and complained.

He loosened his grip and took a step back, blocking the girl behind him, staring at the man silently.

The subway started moving and the car shook slightly.

The wretched man's flushed face made his stubble look even rougher and more disgusting.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

"Delete the photos you took on your phone."

Zhu Yanshi tilted his head.

“…”

The air was quiet for a moment. The boy's voice was soft and not too abrupt in the noisy carriage.

But then, the other party's angry roar attracted the attention of people around him.

"What did you take a picture of? Which eye did you see me take a picture of?"

"Not even selfies?"

"none of your business?"

Perhaps he was irritated by the chaotic gazes around him. When the man stretched out his hand to push Zhu Yan, his fingers had not yet touched the boy when he was grabbed by the other party by the wrist.

Pulling back with the force, the wretched man lost his balance and fell to his knees on the ground. Zhu Yanshi twisted the man's hands behind his back and pressed his knees on the man's back.

"You didn't listen to my words, and you forced me to do it."

Zhu Yanshi sighed, reached out to take the cell phone out of the other person's pocket, and handed it to the little girl with red eyes crying next to him.

The girl took the phone, unlocked it, clicked on the photos, and found that in addition to the photos of her skirt, there were some other candid photos.

Whispering softly.

"He also took pictures of other girls..."

Zhu Yanshi pushed the wretched man down again and raised his chin.

"Just call the police."

Too lazy to talk nonsense.

The bedbug that was pressed to the ground was still screaming. Zhu Yanshi's ears hurt from the noise, so he used some force on his knees.

"Shut up."

Then came the man's cry of pain.