When asked this question suddenly, Lu Jiayang paused and was speechless for a while.
"I don't know how to put it." Lin Ze raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want me to help you start?"
"Let me think about it... How about I start by talking about your dream of becoming a star?"
Lu Jiayang was instantly surprised: "Brother Ze, how did you guess that?"
"I understand a little bit about what you little brats are thinking," Lin Ze said frankly. "After all, I've known you for several years. When has Zi Xiao gotten angry and I didn't clean up your mess?"
"That's right..." Lu Jiayang sighed, "Brother Ze, please help me wipe my butt this time."
Lin Ze smiled and said, "Okay, but I need to see what kind of shit you poop first. Don't let it get too big and I won't be able to hold it."
"Why are we talking so disgustingly?" Lu Jiayang laughed out loud, but soon his long eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow on his face.
"Brother Ze, if you really want to do something, but you know that even if you do it, you may not succeed, and it may even cause trouble for your family, will you still do it?"
Lin Ze thought for a moment and spoke slowly, "As for me...I think so. After all, it's something I really want to do. I feel like if I don't try, I'll definitely regret it when I look back on it later."
"Well, Brother Ze, you're right. I used to think so too," Lu Jiayang murmured, "but now I'm becoming less and less bold in what I say and do."
Lin Ze didn't say anything and waited quietly for his next words.
Xiaobao ran back and forth two or three times, blinking his big eyes, as if he understood something, and took away the basin and other tools without disturbing them.
By the way, he also intercepted Lu Jiaming who had just come out of the kitchen and asked him to make pancakes with him.
Lu Jiaming said that he really had a fight with the kitchen today.
Only Lin Ze and Lu Jiayang were left in the living room. After a long silence, Lu Jiayang spoke again.
"I never told my eldest brother that I wanted to participate in the National Art Student Selection Competition."
"I spent the holiday season brushing up on the basic skills and singing and dancing techniques I had previously neglected. Combined with the practice I've done during this time, I'm very confident. I feel like I'm qualified to present my ideas to Big Brother."
"But..." Lu Jiayang said with a wry smile, "This year's competition has undergone a big and difficult change for me."
Lin Ze poured him a glass of juice and gently placed it in front of him. "Is it a wire harness?"
"Yes," Lu Jiayang said with a worried look on his face, "That's it."
"I guess so," Lin Ze looked at him, "Singing and dancing are definitely not difficult for you, but Zi Xiao told me before that you have been afraid of heights since childhood."
"But I tried to overcome it, really." Lu Jiayang raised his head with red eyes, "Brother Ze, I really tried hard to overcome it."
"But I didn't expect this year's competition to increase the difficulty of the scenario interpretation, and... and originally there was only a 50% chance of drawing a wire, but now it has been changed to a 100% chance."
"I suddenly lost confidence..."
Lu Jiayang scratched his hair in a state of despair, his voice trembling slightly, and he looked extremely helpless.
"Jiayang, are you afraid of failing in the competition and that's why you want to give up?" Lin Ze asked softly.
"I don't want to give up," Lu Jiayang blurted out, then paused, "but I don't know whether I should continue to persevere."
"Brother Ze, I don't seem to know what to do."
"Jiayang, have you heard of this saying?" Lin Ze said, "Those involved are confused, but those who are on the sidelines can see clearly."
"I know." Lu Jiayang looked at him doubtfully, "Then did you, as a bystander, see it clearly, Brother Ze?"
"No, I can't come to see this." Lin Ze smiled and patted his shoulder, "Listen to me, go and talk to Zi Xiao directly."
"Now?!"
Lu Jiayang exclaimed in surprise, then shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I'm not ready yet. If Big Brother sees me being so ambiguous, he'll definitely not agree..."
"That's not necessarily true. I know him." Lin Ze crossed his arms and smiled confidently. "If you believe me, talk to him after dinner. You will gain something."
"Then..." Lu Jiayang nodded hesitantly, "Okay then."
Just as dinner was served, Lu Ziyi and Yang Feng walked in together.
Xiao Bao was holding a large spatula in his hand. When he saw them coming back, he said excitedly, "Brother Feng, you came back so early today. Let's have dinner together. I made a lot of pancakes."
"Okay, okay," Yang Feng said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaobao."
"It's not hard," Xiao Bao said, pointing to the living room with a grin, "Second brother, Brother Afeng, you guys go inside and wait, the rest of the work will be done by my big brother and I soon."
"Okay," Lu Ziyi chuckled and raised the plastic bag in his hand, "Xiaobao, come over and get your drinks and milk later. Your brother Afeng bought them especially for you."
"I was just passing by..."
"Great!" Yang Feng was interrupted by Xiao Bao's cheerful voice just as he started to speak, "Thank you, Brother Feng!"
"...You're welcome." Yang Feng turned his head and muttered softly.
There were already several people sitting at the dining table. Lu Jiaming and Lu Yuxuan each took a piece of pancake and ate with a very satisfied look on their faces. However, because their eating manners were so ugly, they were verbally attacked several times by Lu Jiayang.
"Xiaobao is such a great cook," Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh, "It's delicious and looks great."
"Indeed," Lu Ziyi nodded in agreement, "The pancake is neither too big nor too small, the shape is just right, and most importantly, it tastes quite fragrant."
After that, he picked up a piece of cake, broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. "It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, so delicious."
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