Chapter 23: The wind started to rise. I could actually see colors other than gray, white, and black. …
Because there were only a few members in the first row whose lunch boxes were not covered, it was okay for Chen Xing to move to the side, so he sat down next to Xia Huanming.
Zheng Qi said with a smile: "What a pity, I didn't have time to take a picture of your dark skin."
Chen Xing leaned forward and answered Zheng Qi over Xia Huanming: "It's okay, Brother Qi. You can see it when we're filming."
After he finished speaking, he smiled at Xia Huanming again, meaning that he wanted Xia Huanming to agree with him.
Xia Huanming lowered his eyes and stared into his eyes, saying, "You two don't have the same time."
Chen Xing didn't think of this. He forgot that the two of them had to rush to film. When he and Xia Huanming were acting against each other, Zheng Qi was probably filming in another crew.
Chen Xing quickly tried to find a follow-up plan: "Then I'll ask Xiaoling to take some photos and send them to you."
Zheng Qi asked in confusion: "Who is Xiaoling?"
Chen Xing replied: "My makeup artist."
Zheng Qi smiled in silence, then nudged Xia Huanming with her elbow: "I sat next to him when I was putting on makeup, and I thought he was having a great time chatting with that girl. Tell me, do you admire his social skills?"
"Hasn't he always been like this?" Xia Huanming's tone was flat.
Chen Xing thought that they were praising him and chuckled twice.
Zheng Qi asked him about what he had taught in the morning. Chen Xing talked about the content of his lecture again, just like he did last time when he introduced why his nickname was "Piggy". Zheng Qi was stunned and his mouth was open, speechless.
"...So you came at the right time. Now is the actual combat drill. The whole morning was just paper talk." Chen Xing said the last sentence without any hesitation.
Zheng Qi always gave Chen Xing encouragement. After he finished speaking, Zheng Qi praised him, "You are a singer, but you have a lot of energy."
After chatting for a few more words, the martial arts teachers came, each holding a long stick in his hand, which did not look like it was made of wood.
Chen Xing tilted his head and leaned towards Xia Huanming. Before he could even ask, Xia Huanming had already answered him, "White wax stick."
"Oh..." Chen Xing sat back upright.
The next second, the staff came in with more than ten sticks of different lengths from the ash rods.
Chen Xing leaned towards Xia Huanming again: "Then this..."
Xia Huanming glanced at the staff and answered again, "The wood used for us is pine."
Let's just say that sitting next to the captain has its advantages. And the captain of a certain group is like a reading machine, pointing out where he doesn't understand.
Reading machine...Chen Xing laughed secretly.
"Students, each of you has a mission to accomplish. Be careful and don't get thrown out."
The martial arts teacher spoke into the microphone.
In fact, Chen Xing wanted to say it a long time ago.
People cared less about winning or losing the mission than he thought, because if you look closely you can see that everyone is doing the mission—
Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why those male artists are wearing colorful headbands; the female artist over there is holding a box of cherries; and another one is wearing a scarf that doesn't match her outfit at all...
All we can say is that each of the Eight Immortals showed their magical powers when crossing the sea, and even if everyone looked at each other, they pretended not to see anything.
"The main reason is that some tasks are too difficult and impossible to complete, so we just start."
"Yeah, small things are okay, but how do you defend against big things? If you lose, you lose."
…
During the heated discussion in the audience, a male artist with a baby bib wrapped around his neck stood up and said, "Teacher, do you think it's possible for me to wear this for a whole day without being noticed?"
“Pfft…” Two of the martial arts teachers couldn’t hold back and turned around and laughed.
Their laughter completely broke out the other contestants who had been holding back for the whole morning. Laughter broke out in the practice room and everyone was pointing at each other and laughing.
Chen Xing turned around and saw the bib and smiled.
You know what, this pink bib is quite cute.
As he laughed, someone pushed his arm.
Chen Xing turned his head, and Xia Huanming asked him: "Did you take the mission?"
"I brought it." Chen Xing took out a toothpick box from his pocket, "Let me leave the toothpick box with someone else for a day. I was going to put it in your suitcase."
Xia Huanming shrugged indifferently: "Then just let it go."
"Don't I need your permission to open your suitcase?" Chen Xing and Xia Huanming looked at each other.
Xia Huanming thought his question was funny: "It's still called a hidden task after I agreed to it?"
Chen Xing thought for a moment, and whispered in Xia Huanming's ear: "Then I will help you with your task, one for another, so that we can be considered accomplices."
The voice left Xia Huanming's ears, and the tail end dissipated in the wind.
When his eyes followed the figure to the left, he first saw the pupil caught in the light, and then the dimple on the pale skin.
Xia Huanming believes that Chen Xing is a very self-aware person. He knows what he is good at and what he is not good at, and he knows that he is good at using a sincere attitude so that others cannot refuse him.
Anyway, this matter is not bad for him. Xia Huanming paused for a few seconds, turned his eyes back to the martial arts teachers who were talking on the stage, and replied: "Okay."
Chen Xing was very happy to see that his task was just one step away from success, and he listened to the class very attentively.
After the course was over, the contestants left the venue one by one and returned to the villa to prepare for the official shooting tomorrow.
According to the electronic schedule sent by the director, Chen Xing's scene is in five days, so if he wants to go see the location tomorrow he can go. If he doesn't want to go, he can grab a class to earn points or go to the practice room with his teammates to practice lines.
The production team said that the promotional pictures will be released in two days, and he will be able to check in on Weibo then.
Chen Xing sat on the bed and reported today's situation to Xiao Wu. He edited a bunch of words again. From a distance, his face turned green. If you didn't know him, you would think he was sending someone a message asking for reconciliation.
[Xiao Wu]: Oh my god, these few classes today are really worth it!!
[Chen Xing]: And my hidden mission was completed with the cooperation of Xia Huanming! It was also successful!
[Xiao Wu]: Our Xingbao is so awesome!
【Chen Xing】：Hey((Ov<*))
After sending the message, the bedroom door opened from the outside and Xia Huanming walked in.
Chen Xing put down his phone and watched Xia Huanming walk straight to the bed on the right, showing no intention of completing the task at all.
Chen Xing thought he had forgotten that he and he were comrades-in-arms, so he reminded him loudly: "Captain! You haven't told me what your mission is. I can help you."
"No need," Xia Huanming opened the closet, "I've already finished it."
Chen Xing stood up quickly, walked a few steps to Xia Huanming's side, raised his head and asked, "So fast? No one noticed you? How did you do it?"
They had been reviewing the script for more than an hour, but he didn't see Xia Huanming doing anything special? Unless he came up halfway, Xia Huanming would start to do the task...
But Zhao Xingyu and Wang Baiyue were making a lot of noise, and they would definitely shout if they found out that Xia Huanming was doing a mission.
He didn't hear the sound either?
"Did you..." Chen Xing covered his mouth and leaned against the wall, "did you give them a mute drug?"
Xia Huanming paused while searching for clothes, glanced at Chen Xing who was pretending to be horrified, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, I poisoned them all and made them mute."
Chen Xing covered his mouth and his voice was obviously muffled, but he seemed anxious: "Ah? What about filming tomorrow?"
"Let's use sign language." Xia Huanming finally chose a black long-sleeved shirt and took it off the hanger.
"They're really all black," Chen Xing followed behind Xia Huanming, naturally imagining what they would look like when paired together. He remembered what he said when he defended Xia Huanming, "Do you really always wear black because it goes with everything?"
"That's the reason," Xia Huanming bent down to fold clothes. From the way he pinched the cuffs and stretched the collar skillfully, it can be seen that he is a capable person at home. "The bigger reason is that they chose enough colors for me during filming and press conferences. I don't want to wear such conspicuous colors in private."
Chen Xing suddenly realized.
Thinking back carefully, what Xia Huanming said was indeed true. The costumes in his earlier dramas were very trendy, either retro 80s style or petty bourgeois business style. In the drama where he played his teenage years, he even wore a blue and white baseball uniform, which was full of youthfulness. He really didn't use the single colors of black, white and gray.
Just like idols’ stage costumes use fashion as their main innovation goal, with various cuffs and pants cut to look like clothes, while when they broadcast live privately, they wear clean and ordinary sportswear.
However, Chen Xing could also understand what those stylists were thinking.
"With your looks and figure, it would be a waste if you weren't allowed to wear something nice. It's like our department has a Steinway D274, and no one who passes by will not play a song for it." Chen Xing gave a thumbs up.
Xia Huanming chuckled: "How can you compare a person to a piano?"
In the time it took Xia Huanming to say a few words, all the clothes in his hands had been sorted out.
When Xia Huanming put his clothes on the chair, Chen Xing, who had been staring at his coat, suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!" He hurried to his bed, rummaged through something in the small drawer, and finally came back with something in his hand.
"This is for you." Chen Xing spread out his palm, and in his palm lay a familiar blue star flower brooch.
Xia Huanming recognized him immediately: "The one from the premiere?"
"Yes," Chen Xing pointed at the hat hanging up, "Pin this on the hat. It's not exaggerated but it's quite eye-catching."
Xia Huanming wanted to refuse, as it was not nice to accept other people's things for no reason, but when he met those sparkling, expectant eyes... it was like meeting a Samoyed wagging its tail at you on your way home.
If he refused, would Chen Xing sigh beside him like before and say, "Alas, the captain treats us as outsiders~ and only treats people from other teams~"
...It's really possible.
Xia Huanming said nothing, took the hat off the hook, and handed it to Chen Xing by the brim: "Put it on."
So the vehicle sped along the road surrounded by white trees. The trees at the end retreated backwards, and layers of tree shadows flashed across the windshield.
The midday sun softly illuminated the road, showing a burnt yellow color. The van bumped over the speed bump and turned into another lane.
Xia Huanming leaned back in his chair, his hands resting on the script on his thighs. As he closed his eyes to rest, he heard Wang Baiyue, who was sitting in an empty seat, say, "This is really rare."
After opening his eyes, Xia Huanming glanced out the window first. It was obvious that they were out of the scenic area, and there were more people and motor vehicles.
He turned his head and looked at Wang Baiyue again: "What's rare?"
Wang Baiyue raised his hand and pointed at Xia Huanming's hat: "How can you allow colors other than black, white and gray to appear on your private clothes?"
The blue star flower frequently emitted a glassy light, which was really eye-catching.
He had been wanting to say it since the moment he got in the car, and holding it in until now was considered progress.
Xia Huanming touched the hard object on his hat and replied calmly, "Chen Xing gave it to me."
Wang Baiyue said "Oh", "Did you threaten him?"
Xia Huanming: “?”
Xia Huanming pulled the corner of his mouth and asked in a slightly speechless tone: "Why do you think so?"
Wang Baiyue shrugged: "Why else would he give you something? Didn't you ask him for it?"
"What do I need this for?" Xia Huanming had long seen through what Wang Baiyue really wanted to ask, and tapped his phone to remind Wang Baiyue, "If you want it too, you can ask him how to give it to you."
"That makes sense. I'll ask him right now." Wang Baiyue nodded.
Xia Huanming put on a single-sided Bluetooth headset and started listening to music.
A few minutes later, Wang Baiyue laughed like a duck. Before Xia Huanming could make any move, Wang Baiyue leaned over and placed the phone under Xia Huanming's eyes.
Xia Huanming looked down and saw the WeChat chat box.
【Wang Baiyue】: Pig!
【Chen Xing】: Hey!
[Wang Baiyue]: You gave Xia Huanming a flower!
【Chen Xing】: Brother Yue, do you want one too? (O??O)
[Wang Baiyue]: Is that really possible? Then give me one.
【Chen Xing】: 【@theo sent you a link (2020 Fresh Spring Multicolor Flower Brooch, Hairpin, Pin, Badge, Three Free Shipping)】
【Wang Baiyue】:?
Xia Huanming knew what the other party was thinking just by seeing the emoji, and whispered, "He must think you are giving your girlfriend away."
Sure enough, the next second Chen Xing sent a message:
【Chen Xing】: If your girlfriend likes small animals, I have other ones here. Do you want me to share them with you? (*'U')
"Why don't you say thank you to him?" Xia Huanming pushed the phone back.
"I spent my own money on it and I still have to say thank you... Forget it, he even went out of his way to find the link for me, I'm crying," Wang Baiyue pressed and held the voice message, and changed to a particularly steady voice, "Thank you, Xiaozhu, I'll choose a couple's version for my partner to choose from."
After the other party replied, Wang Baiyue leaned over to listen first, showed a surprised expression, then turned on the speaker and placed the phone between him and Xia Huanming.
Chen Xing's refreshing voice came from the phone: "In fact, if you are giving a gift, it is best to give it according to her interests and hobbies, so that she will know that you have chosen it specially. For example, if she is interested in a certain place and wants to travel, you can give her something related to that place first. But this is just my personal opinion. The other party should like whatever Brother Yue gives."
Listening to the voice, Xia Huanming could imagine Chen Xing's excited look because he could be a military advisor.
If you were originally sitting on the sofa, you would definitely collapse when sending a voice message, and walk around the coffee table while talking.
"Listen, if Xiaozhu were to date, it would definitely be perfect." Wang Baiyue said to the phone again, "Do you want to date? If so, I'll introduce you to someone."
Chen Xing soon sent another voice message, but this time Wang Baiyue didn't let Xia Huanming listen to it. He held the phone upright to listen to it himself, and after listening to it, he laughed like a duck again.
After Chen Xing's speech was transcribed into text, it became: No need, I still have a lot of work to do, I haven't made any money yet, what is there to talk about?
Wang Baiyue replied, "Okay, okay," and then looked up and found Xia Huanming looking at him. He asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
The handsome guy sitting sideways put away his long legs and slowly turned his eyes back to the script: "I wasn't looking at you."
Wang Baiyue: “???”
Who would lie with their eyes open like this?
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