Chapter 30: At the summer solstice, he has to defend everyone alone.
Once upon a time there was a little bear. He was very tall, so his home was also very big. The cabin he lived in was one of the largest houses in the forest.
One day, the little bear was wandering in the forest and met a little rabbit by chance. The little rabbit said, "Let's go on a picnic."
The little bear nodded and brought some things for the outing from home. The two of them came to the river. The little bear said, "Let's set up the tent first."
So the little bear opened his backpack and set up a black tent.
The little rabbit looked up and sighed enviously -
"Wow, what a big tent."
In the quiet bedroom, these words lingered in the air like a magic sound.
The person on the bed's ears turned red quickly.
Chen Xing didn't notice at all that he had spoken out his inner thoughts, and he spoke them clearly and loudly.
He was still thinking, isn't it said that black makes people look thinner? How could it be so big?
His eyes switched back and forth between the well-defined abdominal muscles and the swaying tent.
As they were changing positions, the tent swayed towards him. Then, he saw a big hand covering his eyes, and his vision went dark.
Just as Chen Xing was about to speak, his shoulder was twisted by another hand and he was forced to turn around.
"Stop looking, go out first." Xia Huanming's voice contained a different kind of anger than usual, but it was also very slight, more like... shyness.
"It's okay, I also have this physiological phenomenon in the morning, it's normal." Chen Xing was pushed towards the door step by step, but he still wanted to say a few words of comfort.
And why be shy when you have this thing? It's simply invincible.
Unfortunately, that's just what he thought.
The man behind him was extremely anxious, his neck was burning, and he let him chatter on without saying a word.
It was not until Chen Xing stepped into the corridor that the hand on his shoulder loosened. Chen Xing continued, "And you should be more confident. If I were you..."
“Bang.”
The door behind him closed mercilessly.
This was the first time that Chen Xing was rejected by Xia Huanming.
Well, then he should go.
Chen Xing had already walked to the stairs, but after thinking for a while, he turned back and knocked on the closed door and said, "Take your time to change your clothes. Let me know when you're ready. I'll go downstairs first."
When the sound came in through the heavy door, it was like cool water flowing along the cracks in the wood.
The light from Xia Huanming's neck to his ears gradually faded away. After he calmed down, he changed into a black short-sleeved shirt, casual pants, and put on a hat.
As he changed his clothes he recalled his attitude.
From Chen Xing's perspective, he did feel a little aggrieved, and he said those words just to comfort him, but ended up rushing him out.
Did he close the door a little too loudly? Would Chen Xing think he was angry?
Xia Huanming felt more and more upset the more he thought about it, and quickly went downstairs in his slippers.
As soon as he got to the first floor, he saw Chen Xing sitting on the sofa with his hands in the air, as if there was a wooden box between them. He asked Zhao Xingyu, who was drinking Coke next to him, "Did you say this section is 15 centimeters?"
Xia Huanming: “…”
Zhao Xingyu thought about it and replied, "I see more than that."
"Do you think there is anyone who, after being discovered by God, was not only given a double-door refrigerator but also a thermos cup?" As Chen Xing was speaking, the light from the side was blocked and a shadow fell on him.
Xia Huanming's height and aura are very oppressive, especially when he puts on a hat, the light is blocked out, and he looks mature and indifferent.
"Chen Xing, let's talk." Xia Huanming looked down at the two of them.
This attitude cannot be described as cold, after all, his voice sounded low and slow.
Chen Xing said "Oh" and stood up.
The two walked out of the living room and came to the front door where there was no camera.
The sky was covered with a layer of fog, and only scattered edges and corners of the distant mountains were visible.
After Chen woke up, he leaned against the wall, put his hands in his pockets, stood on his tiptoes, leaving only his heels touching the ground, and asked in a brisk tone, "What's wrong?"
"Pretending not to understand again." Xia Huanming took a glance and knew that Chen Xing was pretending.
He had been struggling upstairs for a long time and was ready to come over to apologize. Now his apology had faded. It wasn't that he had turned into hatred, but he felt that he had done something wrong if he didn't do anything to Chen Xing.
Let’s fix his mouth first.
Thinking of this, Xia Huanming cupped Chen Xing's chin with one hand and turned Chen Xing's face to face himself.
"What's wrong? Um..." Before Chen Xing could finish asking, Xia Huanming had already covered his face with both hands, rubbing his cheeks like rolling a dumpling.
There is no emotion, just venting.
But I didn't use much effort.
Faced with Xia Huanming's revengeful rubbing of his face, Chen Xing was not angry at all, but found it very interesting.
Chen Xing narrowed his eyes and looked at the silent person opposite him, his brows slightly furrowed and his expression annoyed.
Hmm... isn't it fun to tease Xia Huanming? !
Chen Xing felt that he would dare to do it again in the future.
Xia Huanming was venting his emotions when he suddenly heard laughter. He stopped and saw the uncontrollable smile on Chen Xing's face.
“Hahahaha——” Chen Xing lowered his head and his laughter grew louder and louder.
Although Xia Huanming really liked to see Chen Xing laugh, it seemed a bit inappropriate at this moment. He felt mixed emotions: "You're still laughing."
"Sorry, sorry, I just thought it was funny to tease you, not to make fun of you," Chen Xing rubbed his palm as if to apologize, "Are you angry? Give me some face and don't be angry. Okay?"
Although he was apologizing, he was rebelliously thinking about Xia Huanming's anxious look in his heart, and the corners of his mouth rose for a moment.
Chen Xing's eyes have always been so bright, as if they were filled with the light of morning light.
Xia Huanming had no resistance to Chen Xing looking at him like that, not to mention that he was rubbing his hand and looking at him with that kind of eyes.
But Xia Huanming did not feel at ease at this moment, only anxious and suspicious.
Chen Xing's actions and tone seemed like a subconscious reflex, so skillful. How many people had he done this with? Had he done the same with the man in the video call?
Xia Huanming didn't have time to control his expression, and his displeasure was clearly seen by Chen Xing.
The corners of Chen Xing's mouth gradually drooped.
He almost forgot that they weren't that familiar with each other.
Xia Huanming is a straight man, so it's normal that you don't like his attitude.
"Oh, I'm used to saying this, don't mind it. If you feel uncomfortable, I won't chat with you like this in the future," Chen Xing moved his face away and looked down at his shoes. "Anyway, don't worry, I won't tell others. I didn't mention your name just now, Xingyu thought I was buying electrical appliances."
Chen Xing's voice was much more indifferent than before.
Xia Huanming looked at the suddenly empty hand, his heart sank, and he subconsciously grabbed the other's wrist again: "No."
Chen Xing was stunned for a moment.
The temperature of their skin slowly spread from the intersection, and it was this warmth again. Xia Huanming's hands seemed to always be this warm, always at the right temperature, at the right distance.
But what does this sentence mean?
"Should I tell others that you are very big?" Chen Xing asked with his head tilted.
The distance has suddenly shortened.
Xia Huanming's ears became hot again. He quickly shook his head to prevent the possibility of further fermentation of this matter: "No, it's not this matter that is not allowed. I'm talking about your first sentence."
"Which sentence...Oh." Chen Xing seemed to understand what Xia Huanming meant.
"You can continue to talk to me like this. I won't feel uncomfortable." Xia Huanming could feel the pale blue blood vessels on the inside of his wrist bones rising and falling. He moved his thumb upwards and rubbed Chen Xing's palm. "I am a person who thinks a lot. Sometimes I don't know what I am thinking, but I can be sure that I won't feel uncomfortable if you treat me like this."
Chen Xing was immediately happy: "That's good, otherwise I would have felt a little sorry."
The morning mist gradually dissipated, and the ridgeline became clearer like the strokes drawn by an old tailor.
“Dang.”
The sound of the door opening puts an end to this conversation.
Wang Baiyue poked his head out, like a potato that had just grown green leaves. "Where were you guys going? Turns out you were whispering here? Old Xia, go for a run."
"Oh," Xia Huanming reluctantly let go of her hand, "We'll leave first."
"Bye," Chen Xing waved, "I'll wait for Brother Qi to leave together."
Chen Xing has already insisted on getting up early for a morning run for two days since he promised them last time. Although he had three days off in between, his spirit and attitude were commendable.
He and Zheng Qi were in a team that focused on health preservation. Their route was similar to that of Xia Huanming and his team in the first half, and they ran on a very gentle forest path in the second half. In order to climb the slope, Xia Huanming and Wang Baiyue ran to the mountain road, ran to the mountain cable car station, and then ran back.
The two groups have different speeds, but they always come back at the same time.
Some people love running. They say that letting the wind blow through their bodies while running is like welcoming rebirth and allowing them to forget everything.
Whether Chen Xing was watching others run or running himself, he would always have only the memory of blood in his mouth. But after running, he did feel comfortable and his breathing became smoother.
Chen Xing changed his sweat-soaked clothes, put on his daily clothes, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at his phone.
After the promotional poster of "Acting Is Supreme" was released, it became a hit on the entire Internet.
It’s only been a few days, and the number of people in the super topic has exceeded 45 million, and people are checking in every day waiting for updates.
Chen Xing went to check out the preview of "Acting First" on "GCtv" again.
"Acting First" only released a few short warm-up videos, each no longer than three minutes, but the number of views reached an astonishing four million.
Chen Xing noticed a flame icon in the upper right corner of the variety show interface. He clicked it and found the contestant’s personal topic.
Followers can check in on the topic and share screenshots of TV shows and movies as Amway promotional posts.
The top of the list is naturally Xia Huanming, with 1.5 million followers; Qi Yinrui follows closely behind, now with 1.1 million followers.
These two people have their own fans, so it is normal for one to be number one and the other number two.
This "topic" is a little different from Weibo in that the names used by people who post are random and they can choose whether to be anonymous.
Now, Xia Huanming's fans are notoriously over 18, and the introduction of the anonymity feature is a real boon to them. The topic is like a flood that has flooded the Dragon King Temple, and there is not a single complete set of clothes in sight.
[Anonymous 1]: Do you have any more pictures, sisters? I have already posted all the pictures I have collected.
[Anonymous 2]: The person who invented this anonymous function is such a genius! ! !
[Anonymous 3]: I dreamed of a dog calling out to show off his underwear on the show. It would be best if there was a swimming pool scene in the summer. That would be invincible (slurp
【Anonymous 4】 replied to 【Anonymous 3】: Thumbs up!! Dream of a Summer Special! Come on, come on! (sucking saliva)
Chen Xing paid attention to several familiar faces in the front row, then scrolled down and found himself in the twentieth place.
Since he has no film or television works, people can only post his selfies on Weibo, which often leads to repeated pictures, such as three scissors hands in a row.
It seemed like the topic was stuck, and Chen Xing laughed out loud.
Chen Xing was smiling when he heard Xia Huanming calling from the door: "Let's go."
"Oh, okay." Chen Xing jumped off the bed and walked over.
"What are you looking at?" Xia Huanming's hand brushed across Chen Xing's face, seemingly accidentally rubbing the dimples on his lips. "I can hear your laughter in the corridor."
"I'm watching the topic of our variety show. Did you know that you are number one?" Chen woke up and walked to the stairs, one foot already stepped down while he spoke.
"I don't know." Xia Huanming asked him, "Then which one are you?"
"As for me, I'm at the very back, just 20th place." Chen Xing said while touching the armrest, "But you don't have to vote for this topic, it's just like a normal forum. Oh, and there's an anonymous setting here, you must go and check out your topic, it's super, super interesting."
After Chen Xing finished speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with what he said.
How can the main person be asked to look at his own topic? Does he need to remind him?
"You mean, you've seen it?" Fortunately, the main character seemed to be focusing on something else.
Chen Xing asked doubtfully: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Xia Huanming smiled with a lingering smile: "Nothing, let's go to class."
Maybe because of running in the morning, Chen Xing’s mind became unusually clear.
When he was in class, he was in a state of high concentration.
Because today's class mainly continues the last class to teach everyone how to swing a stick, the chairs were cleared away and everyone sat against the wall.
Chen Xing half-bent his body and crossed his legs, then gradually raised his head and chest and began to move his shoulders.
Qi Yinrui next to him asked him: "What's wrong with you? You seem to be very active today, are you exercising?"
"I don't know, I just ran a little bit and now I feel refreshed." Chen Xing continued to turn his neck. He felt like he had endless energy and wanted to move a little bit.
"Really?" Qi Yinrui measured Chen Xing's forehead with the back of his hand. "It's normal. There's really no problem."
While everyone was chatting and laughing here, Xia Huanming, who was four groups away, stood in a corner and slowly clenched his fists.
Why put your hands up when you can just talk? Does this fox not move its hands mean it can't talk?
He muttered to himself.
"I should have come here once before." Xia Huanming said to himself regretfully.
The group of contestants who did not attend class in the first period were automatically divided into several groups.
Because of the forced grouping, they were always matched with unfamiliar players, especially Xia Huanming's group. The three of them were all quiet types. From the time they met until now, apart from greeting each other, they hadn't said a word and were all looking at their phones.
Xia Huanming admired Chen Xing very much at this moment. How did Chen Xing win the favor of so many people on the first day?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had fallen in love with an extraordinary person.
Unfortunately, just as he finished praising Chen Xing in his heart, there was some noise over there.
The two men talked for a few more words, and Qi Yinrui leaned close to Chen Xing's ear, covered his mouth with his hand and said a few words, and Chen Xing nodded happily.
Xia Huanming was stunned and stared at Qi Yinrui coldly.
Why are you so close to whisper? Can't you speak louder?
Blinded by jealousy, Xia Huanming didn't realize that he had become a little unreasonable.
The more he looked at that pair of fox eyes, the more he felt something was wrong, especially since Qi Yinrui often glanced at him while talking.
Was he testing me on purpose? Xia Huanming thought of this possibility.
"Do you feel that Xia Huanming has been staring at us?"
Chen Xing heard Qi Yinrui say this again, and he looked towards Xia Huanming's corner.
Everyone else was looking at their phones or chatting, but his captain was standing in the corner like he was being punished. But his temperament was there, and as long as he didn't make any expression, his natural oppression was ready to come out.
The situation suddenly became "he was the one who took the initiative to keep away from strangers".
Chen Xing felt a little sorry for him.
"Maybe it's because he doesn't have any acquaintances there, so he envies us for teaming up with people we know. It's just that he is a little shy." Chen Xing sighed.
Oh, how pitiful.
"He's shy? That's impossible," Qi Yinrui was a little unconvinced, narrowing his eyes, "If he was shy, why would he talk to you for so long on the first day?"
Chen Xing didn't think it was hard to understand. He tapped his cheek lightly with his finger and said, "Because I'm good at chatting, he's cooperating with me."
"You said he was shy, and you said he cooperated with you." Qi Yinrui laughed after he finished speaking, leaning back, supporting himself on the floor with his hands, and casually opening his white coat, "Why would he cooperate with a stranger?"
"Because we met once at the premiere, he recognized me." Chen Xing thought it was still very strange and smiled, "But I didn't expect that he could really remember me."
"Do you have any misunderstanding about your appearance?" Qi Yinrui raised his hand and poked Chen Xing's cheek. "Your face is indeed very suitable for being an actor. Although actors need to have a face that can be used in different dramas, they also need to have a face that can be remembered. To put it simply, your acting skills allow you to have many different faces, but your appearance allows others to remember you for years. Our beloved mentor Zhang Jin'an is an example of this."
The timing of this statement is wonderful.
Qi Yinrui had just finished speaking when Zhang Jinan came in from the front door.
Zhang Jinan wears different clothing every time he comes, but his mixed-race face is so well-matched that it suits him well in ancient costumes, without any exotic look at all.
Zhang Jinan came up and greeted everyone: "Okay! Today we will also select a representative from each group, come up and try it out."
Chen Xing quickly raised his hand.
In fact, if Qi Yinrui hadn't mentioned Zhang Jin'an, Chen Xing would have thought of Xia Huanming first.
Many people online have commented that Xia Huanming is expected to become the next best actor.
He did not witness Zhang Jin'an's journey to becoming the best actor, but he was able to give Xia Huanming a bouquet of flowers.
Imagine Xia Huanming's surprised expression when he received the bouquet...it must be very funny. Chen Xing smiled unconsciously.
What he didn't know was that in Xia Huanming's opinion, he was smiling at Zhang Jin'an.
"Laughing again." Xia Huanming felt that this road of unrequited love was full of dangers.
Others who are in unrequited love only stick to one or two rivals, but Chen Xing is different. He seems to like everyone.
How can we prevent this? What should we do?
Xia Huanming looked at Chen Xing, who was more than a dozen people away. The lights in the room surrounded him as expected, and the dimples on his lips looked so different when he raised his lips.
A bitter taste spread in Xia Huanming's heart. Your eyes are as bright as stars, why can't you stay here with me for a moment?
"Xia Huanming, Xia Huanming!"
The tugging of his clothes brought Xia Huanming back to his senses. It turned out that it was the artists in the same group who were calling him.
Both artists in this group started out as extras and worked their way up.
One is Lin Han, a professional actor who plays a prince who is not doing his job in costume dramas. He is kind-hearted and fat, but has an excellent temperament. Many netizens compare him with the male lead of the online drama, saying that those people only have good looks but not his temperament.
Another one is Dong Jiahao, who is a professional actor in playing the son of a sad drama. Seeing him is like seeing a father who came out of the closet, a mother who was abused by her husband, and holding him to hide from the rain under the overpass. But he is still quite sunny and his clothes are very clean.
"Excuse me," Xia Huanming squatted down to make himself the same height as the two of them, "Say it again."
Lin Han, with a chubby face, scratched his face embarrassedly: "Are you willing to do it for our group..."
Xia Huanming: "I don't want to."
Lin Han: “…”
Lin Han didn't expect Xia Huanming to reject her so quickly, and said awkwardly: "I haven't finished yet."
"Don't you just want to choose me to perform?" Although Xia Huanming was thinking about Chen Xing, he could also hear the content of the conversation here. After Zhang Jin'an asked who was willing to go on stage, the two of them began to make excuses, and finally decided on him as the candidate to go on stage.
"Yeah, let's be brave and try..." Dong Jiahao knew that he was making no sense, so his voice got smaller and smaller, "Okay, then I'll have to do it."
The teaching model of these martial arts teachers is: Only those who endure hardships can become successful.
For any contestant who practices on it, there is absolutely no possibility of rest within an hour. That's why Lin Han and Dong Jiahao were so reluctant.
"Oh, I really don't want to practice this..." When Dong Jiahao was about to stand up, he felt his shoulders sink.
Xia Huanming put his hand on his shoulder and said solemnly: "I think you are right. After all, we are in the same team. I will go."
Dong Jiahao and Lin Han were touched: "Brother Xia! I will never forget your life-saving grace!"
Xia Huanming waved his hand casually and went straight to the stage without any hesitation.
Lin Han and Dong Jiahao were so moved that no one wondered why Xia Huanming's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees. They all kept saying that Xia Huanming was such a good person.
In fact, this matter was not a big deal for Xia Huanming, and he felt extremely happy now.
After he came on stage, he went straight to the second seat in the front row, took the wooden sword from the teacher, and poked the hanging hand of the person next to him with his finger.
Chen Xing was looking down and thinking about the steps of swordplay when he suddenly felt his palms itching. He looked up and saw a familiar handsome face.
He was pleasantly surprised: "Ah! You are here too!"
"Do you know how to use it?" Xia Huanming said, holding the hilt of the sword with the palm of his left hand. With the tip of the sword pointing downward, he quickly turned his hand and arm, performing a beautiful set of inner wrist flowers.
"Wow——" Chen Xing made a sound of approval.
Xia Huanming laughed inwardly, and then put on some tricks.
Chen Xing admired and praised him.
The main thing was that Xia Huanming performed this set in a casual and nonchalant manner, without any unnecessary movements, but his overall dress was very low-key, very much like a master who had retired to the mountains.
"Very cool," Chen Xing imitated him, but the sword always got stuck at 90 degrees and couldn't turn back, "How do you do that?"
“And this.”
Xia Huanming changed his move again, this time it was an outer wrist flower followed by a back sword turn - after the sword body was rotated by the wrist, the tip of the sword quickly brushed across his side waist when it was pointing downward, and his arm bent backwards, suddenly came to his back, then turned back and returned to the initial sword-playing posture.
"Oh my god, so handsome?" Chen Xing was stunned.
Not only Chen Xing, but also the people in the second row were confused by his two moves, and they sighed quietly: "If I learn this, I can even destroy the branches on the road." "This silky little combo is really invincible, so powerful."
Xia Huanming was about to ask Chen Xing if he wanted to teach him when the martial arts teacher's strong voice came over: "Hey, I see Xia Huanming is doing it very well, so why don't you come up and demonstrate?"
Xia Huanming: “…”
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