【32. All for you】
The discussion in the live broadcast room was very heated, and it seemed that they had realized that Cheng Qingxing was the one who didn't love him.
At first, everyone thought that Cheng Qingxing was pursuing Zheng Xuhe and begged Zheng Xuhe to participate in the show.
But halfway through the show, what everyone saw was that Cheng Qingxing didn't love Zheng Xuhe.
On the contrary, Zheng Xuhe loved him deeply.
"But your description is very vague." The self-portrait teacher looked at the painting and fell into deep thought.
"It must be because he played too many roles, so I can't remember clearly." Cheng Qingxing made an excuse for himself.
The self-portrait teacher sighed meaningfully, then asked, "What color do you think your other half is?"
What color is Zheng Xuhe?
Cheng Qingxing fell into deep thought. He really had never thought about this.
Zheng Xuhe is a serious person who always has a sullen face, but he is very serious about himself.
Inexplicably persistent and enthusiastic, as if this would get me a response.
[It feels like blue, after all, Zheng Xuhe is a cool and aloof actor. 】
[I think brown is also fine. Zheng Xuhe looks like the type of person who would wear a belt. 】
[White, like ice.] 】
【......】
The comments in the live broadcast room began to speculate, basically saying all the cool colors.
But the answer given by Cheng Qingxing was completely opposite to theirs.
"Passionate red."
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
He looked up at the blue sky, raised his hands, and stretched, "Because his pheromones smell like red wine, and he is always very enthusiastic towards me."
Even though it was just his honest answer, this sentence really made the live audience explode!
【Xingxing 99999】
[Pheromones that smell like red wine, is it okay to say something like this on the show? 】
[I just thought that you two not only kissed each other passionately yesterday, but also went to get a room in a passionate way. 】
['You are always so enthusiastic towards me', I just thought you were in Versailles. 】
[Although it seems like Versailles, it is indeed the truth. Throughout the entire program, Zheng Xuhe only treated Cheng Qingxing with a good face. 】
[The program team will give Zheng Xuhe three points, and the remaining seven points will depend on Cheng Qingxing's mood. 】
[My Rising Star! Just stay together! ? Stop torturing mom. 】
[Cheng Qingxing, don’t miss this good man, you must hold on to him tightly! 】
[You don't love him, but you haven't let him go either. Why don't you try to love him? 】
"Is that so? Then I'll use more red."
After finishing the portrait, the two of them need to record a session of viewing the painting together.
In the studio that Cheng Qingxing visited, there were colorful paintings hanging on the walls. They were arranged in an orderly manner, like a visual feast.
Directly opposite the windowsill there are two easels, covered with painting cloths.
The staff nearby said that we could only watch it after Zheng Xuhe arrived and the program started recording.
He was no longer curious and went to the windowsill to play with the succulents.
It looks vibrant under the sunshine.
“Ring, ring, ring…”
There was a string of wind chimes hanging by the windowsill. When the breeze blew, the wind chimes made clear and pleasant sounds, and then Zheng Xuhe's voice was heard.
"If we can't find out, pack up your things and get out!"
Cheng Qingxing looked back and saw that Zheng Xuhe's face had turned dark. Seeing that he was there, he put his phone back and nodded slightly at him.
The staff around didn't dare to speak, they just looked at each other, as if saying, isn't this too hypocritical?
"Are you busy?" Cheng Qingxing asked uncertainly, "Are we going to start recording now?"
"No rush, let's start." Zheng Xuhe gave the program team an affirmative look.
The producer immediately said, "Ready to record, ready to record."
The live broadcast and filming cameras were turned on at the same time, and the recording equipment was also pointed at them to start recording this afternoon.
The producer went up and pulled open the canvas, revealing four paintings.
Producer: "These are your descriptions of yourselves and how you see him. What do you think?"
Cheng Qingxing looked at himself in Zheng Xuhe's eyes and found himself almost exactly like him. Even the clothes he wore today were very similar to what he described.
"Isn't this the same dress I wore this morning?" Cheng Qingxing asked uncertainly.
He remembered that he changed into a different set of clothes for the recording, but the one drawn inside was very similar to the one he was wearing.
The shirt, which has a ridiculous image of a bear, really looks too much like what I'm wearing.
"I remember you told me that you like this type of clothes and you have a lot of them." Zheng Xuhe's answer was crisp and clear, with a hint of pride in his tone.
Cheng Qingxing smiled and nodded, then looked at the painting of Zheng Xuhe and fell into deep thought.
If you don't look closely, you can't tell it's Zheng Xuhe.
[Help! Isn’t the gap between these two a bit too big? 】
[You can tell whether you love or not at a glance.]
[Okay, I shouldn’t have doubted the level of the self-portrait teacher. This is obvious and has nothing to do with the teacher. 】
[Zheng Xuhe, why do you love him so much! 】
[Did Cheng Qingxing save the world in his previous life? Why would a man like Zheng Xuhe love him to death? 】
[I actually can’t understand why Cheng Qingxing wanted to get married in the first place if she didn’t love him? 】
[You loved me when you got married, but maybe you suffered a lot of injustices in the marriage, so you don’t love me anymore, right? 】
[I feel the same way. Maybe Zheng Xuhe is just setting up his character now. He is a bastard in his marriage.]
[There is nothing wrong with what the above person said, but I just can't tell that Zheng Xuhe is that kind of person]
[It must be Cheng Qingxing fishing!] I suggest starting a class. I also want to hook up with a man like Zheng Xuhe.]
"You painter." Zheng Xuhe laughed as he looked at his painting. "What's so ugly?"
This was the first time that Zheng Xuhe laughed so happily in public, so the surrounding cameras were moved much closer.
"If you insist, this ugly thing should be you." Cheng Qingxing said very embarrassedly, "I really have a vague impression of you. Most of the time, I can't remember what you look like."
"You don't watch my works? You don't watch my music videos? You don't watch my shows?"
These three consecutive questions are enough to reflect the confidence of our triple-Award winner.
"I see it, but I just can't remember it." Cheng Qingxing knew that he was in a very happy mood, so he echoed his words and continued to joke with him.
"You've played so many roles, how can I remember them all! If you get any roles in the future, please give me half."
Although it was a joke, Zheng Xuhe whispered in his ear, "Okay, more than half, all of them are for you, you can pick whatever you want."
In one sentence, the live broadcast room turned into a screaming room, and all the barrage comments turned into "Ahhh", with people constantly sending emoticons of covering their faces.
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