Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Then I can't bear to part with it.
The room was deathly silent. Jing Yitong still had a half-smile on his face, while Fang Xingu remained silent with a tense expression.
Everyone sensed how strange the atmosphere was, but no one dared to speak. They merely glanced at Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong, trying to glean some clues from their expressions, but the two remained unresponsive.
But the absence of reaction is itself a reaction.
Normally, it wouldn't be a big deal if two artists were from the same hometown. If they got along well, they would just acknowledge each other as relatives and that would be the end of it. But Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong's reactions were too cold and stiff. They didn't say or do anything, and there was no surprise on their faces, as if they already knew that the other was from the same hometown.
There must be a story behind this!
Everyone present was desperate to know the truth, but they didn't know where to begin.
Actually, the most nervous person at this time was Wang Peiyang. In order to find a way to ease the relationship between Fang Xingu and Jing Yitong, he secretly collected some information about the two of them online in the past two days. That's why he was able to realize that Fang Xingu was also from Lushui District as soon as he saw the name Lushui District.
But seeing Fang Xingu's indifferent expression, Wang Peiyang thought he had said something wrong and felt like the sky had fallen. Was he going to have to trade his extroverted nature for an entire season of introversion?
He scratched his head guiltily and said, "Did I remember it wrong again? Uh... let me check again."
Fang Xingu pressed down on his hand and said weakly, "Let's give your phone a break for a while."
Wang Peiyang stammered, "Oh, oh."
Fang Xingu took a deep breath. That unlucky kid Wang Peiyang, why does he blurt out everything!
Although Fang Xingu knew in his heart that others would eventually find out that he and Jing Yitong were from the same hometown, since they had never hidden this fact, being told it directly by Wang Peiyang in front of the live broadcast still caught him off guard, and he didn't even know how to deal with it for a moment.
But Jing Yitong didn't react at all, just stood there silently, not knowing how to help him out of the predicament.
Fang Xingu glared at Jing Yitong: "Really? Teacher Jing, what a coincidence."
Jing Yitong felt extremely wronged. It wasn't him who said it, so why was Fang Xingu glaring at him and not at Wang Peiyang?
Jing Yitong deliberately snorted coldly: "What a coincidence, Teacher Fang."
On the other side, Li Wenyu nudged Wang Peiyang, and when he saw Wang Peiyang's gaze drift over, he immediately gave him a thumbs up: This move is brilliant, we should provoke them more!
Wang Peiyang was almost in tears; he really didn't mean it!
While the atmosphere at the scene was still strange, fans and viewers in the live stream were already engaged in lively conversation—
"What?! Fang Xingu and Jing Yi are from the same hometown?"
"And they're from the same district, could they have known each other before?"
"When Wang Peiyang mentioned that they were both from the Lushui area, Fang Xingu's expression immediately changed. That shows how much he dislikes Jing Yitong."
"Jing Yitong is no less sharp-tongued; his words are full of barbs [doge emoji]"
"What's so special about being in the same district? Let me emphasize, Jiangcheng is a big city, and Lushui is the largest district in Jiangcheng, with a permanent population of over one million. You think you know each other just because you say so? What a coincidence!"
"So, don't be stubborn. Their current state definitely indicates a prior feud. They must have known each other before 'The World Is Big,' but it doesn't seem like a feud caused by friction within the industry. They probably knew each other before."
"You didn't know they were from the same hometown? They even went to the same elementary school, only two grades apart."
"So they're alumni? Their relationship is getting more and more mysterious..."
"Could this grudge have been brewing since their student days?"
"This CP fan is about to be resurrected!"
"Look closely, they're just elementary school classmates! What grudge could they possibly have against each other when their combined age is only half my shoe size!"
"They're childhood friends and arch-rivals, so we have no choice but to ship them."
"Rotting cockroaches came running at the first sign of trouble..."
"How can fzl eat anything? Go back to the sewer [vomiting]"
"Where did this Qing Dynasty zombie come from? Same-sex marriage is legal now, so neither heterosexuals nor homosexuals should look down on each other [middle finger]"
"Stop, stop, stop! All you fans, stop arguing! All you wfcpf fans, stop arguing! I've started digging deep into the relationship between Fang Xin Gu and Jing Yi Tong, and I feel like there will be many surprises [sunglasses]"
At this moment, a trace of awkwardness still lingered in Affogato's room 608.
Luo Da chuckled twice, interrupting the less-than-harmonious reunion of fellow villagers: "Alright, alright, we've seen enough of Xin Gu here, let's go see Yi Tong next?"
Jing Yitong naturally responded.
The group made their way to Jing Yitong's room. Before leaving, Meng Hui noticed the distinctive blue pillow on Fang Xingu's bed and casually asked, "You brought your own pillow?"
Fang Xingu looked at the pillow he had just scavenged from Jing Yitong and nodded shamelessly, "Yeah, I'm a bit picky about pillows."
Meng Hui joked, "Luckily it's just the pillow; it would be troublesome if it were the bed."
Fortunately, Meng Hui was just joking to ease the tension. She still had the responsibility of live streaming, so she quickly followed the group to Jing Yitong's room next door.
Seeing that everyone else had left, Fang Xingu was still squatting in the room, dawdling and packing his luggage, showing no intention of going to Jing Yitong's room.
What's so interesting? He just came back from Jing Yitong's room. How could Jing Yitong carve a flower in such a short time?
Li Wenyu turned around and saw that Fang Xingu hadn't followed. She assumed he was still sulking and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. When will these men ever mature?
Can't they put aside their personal grudges in front of the camera and consider the safety of their show? It's not dignified at all.
Finally, Li Wenyu called out to Fang Xingu, "Senior brother, come quickly! Don't miss the group activity!"
Fang Xingu paused upon hearing the call, but finally resigned himself to his fate and stood up, following the crowd to Jing Yitong's room.
Jing Yitong's room was right next to his, their doors were adjacent, and there was nothing special about the room. Even the suitcase lying on the floor was in the same state as when he left.
Fang Xingu entered 609 without saying a word, just leaning against the wardrobe. The others thought he was in a daze, but in fact, Fang Xingu was thinking.
Although he and Jing Yitong hadn't traveled together in recent years, they had known each other for over twenty years, and many of their habits had already formed. Fang Xin believed that he still knew Jing Yitong quite well, and even knew exactly what Jing Yitong usually brought when traveling.
Therefore, Fang Xin went through all the possible items in Jing Yitong's suitcase in his mind, and finally came up with a rather special item.
Just then, Jing Yitong also took something out of his suitcase: "I brought a portable iron."
Fang Xingu raised an eyebrow; sure enough, he knew it.
Jing Yitong held up his iron and said, "Clothes will inevitably have some creases after being packed in the suitcase for a long time, but because of the nature of our job, we still need to pay attention to our appearance, so I always bring an iron with me when I go out."
Li Wenyu nodded: "This is good, my costume teacher always brings this too."
Rhoda leaned closer to examine the iron: "It looks pretty convenient. Can this be used for steaming clothes?"
"Can."
Seemingly feeling that a verbal answer wasn't enough, Jing Yi half-squatted on the ground and looked around. When he looked to the upper left, he saw Fang Xin Gu standing to the side.
Fang Xingu noticed his gaze, subconsciously lowered his head to meet his eyes, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, clearly not understanding why Jing Yitong was looking at him.
But Jing Yitong smiled, a smile that immediately set off alarm bells for Fang Xin—what was he planning to do now?
Sure enough, at a moment no one expected, Jing Yitong suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of Fang Xingu's shirt jacket, then placed the iron against the hem and made an ironing motion, even solemnly introducing to the camera: "Find a hanger to hang the clothes up, then you can iron them."
Fang Xin Gu: ?
His sudden action startled everyone, and for a moment everyone stared blankly at the two of them.
Fang Xingu slapped his hand away and gritted his teeth, saying, "I asked you to find a clothes hanger, not to treat me like a human clothes hanger."
Jing Yitong pointed to the hem of his shirt and said matter-of-factly, "I was just being kind by noticing that your shirt was a little wrinkled."
Fang Xingu looked down and saw that the hem was indeed a bit wrinkled. He said with a headache, "You can't just shove the iron on me. Please set a good example for the audience."
"Oh, right, that was my oversight. I set a bad example. Please don't follow my example," Jing Yitong sincerely admitted his mistake, then continued to be stubborn, "But my iron is not turned on yet."
Fang Xin laughed in exasperation: "Or did you really want to scald me to death?"
Jing Yitong clapped his hands and stood up: "Then I can't bear to part with it."
A note from the author:
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A no-prize guessing game: Was Jing Yitong doing this intentionally or not? [Sunglasses]
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