Bai Ye followed classes D and F in the early stage, and did some sporadic recording in the later stage, and did not continue to follow up the situation of the two classes. He heard that Qi Xingchen had been training Class F, but he didn't know how far Qi Xingchen had gone.
I didn't expect their feelings to be so deep. You can imagine how serious Qi Xingchen is about Class F. Bai Ye was both relieved and a little distressed, so he stepped back.
The big sister who was in charge of sending the eliminated students away saw that their faces were covered with snot and tears, and she couldn't bear to urge them to finish eating the cakes, so she and Bai Ye stood in front and behind, waiting for them to finish eating the cakes.
They were all sensible children. Finally, Wu Qian felt that the time was about right and he couldn’t delay the work of the program crew any longer, so he hardened his heart, pulled his suitcase and headed downstairs.
Qi Xingchen's face was covered with cream. As he wiped the cream, he said, "I'll take you there."
"No," Wu Qian bared his white teeth, "Teacher Qi, please remember our handsome backs!"
Since they were reluctant to let him see them off, Qi Xingchen didn't force them and nodded.
Seeing that Qi Xingchen was too upset to speak, Bai Ye told Class F on his behalf: "Get your emotions in order when you go back, and keep working hard. Being eliminated once doesn't mean your road is cut off. We're waiting for you to come to the stage and find us."
With Bai Ye's status, the power of saying this is like a ton of stimulants. The eliminated students suddenly became excited and shouted: "Teacher Bai, wait!"
Then, one by one, they scattered in all directions, quacking, like ducks out of a cage.
Qi Xingchen's expression finally eased a little.
Probably because they saw that Qi Xingchen's side was interesting, the two filming masters did not all leave with the eliminated students, and left one in the dormitory.
The cameraman put the camera in front of Qi Xingchen's face, and the assistant asked, "You have a really good relationship with Class F. Are you sad to see them leave?"
"...Well, they are all super cute." Qi Xingchen's voice was hoarse.
"So is there anything you want to say to them?"
Qi Xingchen cleared his throat and was about to speak. Bai Ye suddenly said, "I have said everything I want to say. I will go with him to wash his face. Please make way."
As he spoke, Bai Ye grabbed his forearm and passed between the cameraman and the assistant.
Qi Xingchen was in a much better mood - Bai Ye did this because he didn't want the production crew to keep poking at his sore spots.
The cameramen were unable to move Bai Ye and had to leave. Bai Ye pulled Qi Xingchen to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and searched his body, "... Sorry, I didn't bring any tissues."
Qi Xingchen searched all over his body and said awkwardly: "I didn't bring any tissues... It doesn't matter, just let it air dry naturally."
Before Bai Ye understood what natural drying meant, Qi Xingchen had already put his head under the faucet, washing both his hair and face.
His method of washing his face and hair was simple and rough, just like rubbing clothes, and his cheeks became redder and redder.
Bai Ye inexplicably recalled the time when his little fan helped him remove his makeup.
I tried to be as gentle as possible, as if I was afraid of scratching his face.
It turns out that the little fan is only gentle to him and so rude to himself.
Bai Ye stood aside, his heart softened by the splash of water he raised. Qi Xingchen took great pains to finally clean the cream off his head and face. He stood up with his eyes closed to prevent water from getting into his eyes.
The next second, his hair was wrapped in soft cloth, and someone whispered in his ear: "Don't move, I'll wipe it for you."
The voice belonged to Bai Ye. Qi Xingchen's legs went weak when he heard it... But this man, who was used to being served by Mr. Bai, didn't even bring tissues. Where did he get towels?
Qi Xingchen stood there obediently, with his hands pressed against his trouser line like a primary school student, allowing Bai Ye to wipe his hair, and randomly guessed where the towel came from.
The towel was soft and had a subtle warmth.
After his hair was half dry and he had wiped the water off his eyelids, Qi Xingchen opened his eyes, his heart suddenly rising to his throat!
......Bai Ye was grabbing the hem of his T-shirt and wiping his skin carefully bit by bit with the front!
...A tight T-shirt! No wonder it feels warm to the touch! !
Qi Xingchen's brain blood vessels were about to burst and his heart was pounding. What’s even more frightening is that no matter how loose the top is, if it is pulled up, the flesh will definitely be exposed.
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So as long as Qi Xingchen looked down slightly, he could see Bai Ye's smoothly curved abdominal muscles and deep waistline.
You can even see a little bit of the hip bone...
This was so fucking exciting that Qi Xingchen didn't dare to look at it any longer and quickly retracted his eyes!
Fortunately, Qi Xingchen has a small face and can wipe it quickly. After a while, Bai Ye loosened his hand, and the clothes stuck back to his skin, which was wet and uncomfortable.
He frowned slightly and said, "Wait until it's completely dry before going out. It's very windy outside now."
"Um...thank you."
"It doesn't matter," Bai Ye looked at his still red eyes, "We are all in the same circle. As long as they don't give up, there will always be opportunities to work together in the future. Don't be sad."
Qi Xingchen hummed, "I don't feel bad actually, it's mainly because they were too sentimental, which made me feel sad. I didn't cry, I really didn't cry..."
The more he spoke, the hoarseer Qi Xingchen's voice became. In fact, he didn't cry just now, he was holding it in.
But when he heard Bai Ye's comfort, the wall he had built with great difficulty collapsed in an instant. My throat felt sore and something was trying to break out of my eye sockets.
"...Cry if you want to."
Bai Ye looked helpless. He didn't know how to comfort people. He was afraid that if he didn't cry, the little fan would get upset. He stretched out his palm to cover the other person's eyes, "It's okay. You can't see it. It's not shameful."
"It's not that I'm afraid of being embarrassed. I won't cry over such a thing."
"Okay, don't cry." Bai Ye felt tickled by the other person's fluttering eyelashes.
A moment later, a wet feeling came from the palm of my hand.
After coaxing the person and visiting Kevin's teammates, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when Bai Ye took the little fan back to the hotel.
It was too late to go out for dinner at this time, so they ordered some midnight snacks in the hotel restaurant. Bai Ye delivered milk as usual. Qi Xingchen ate all the milk as a midnight snack and fell asleep patting his belly.
There was not much content recorded on the first day. It was mainly to read out the rules of the first round of competitions and guide the practice of selecting songs and teammates. It took almost half a day to finish. The next recording session would be ten days later. Qi Xingchen said goodbye to Bai Ye and got on the car to go home.
After staying up all night training with Class F for so long, he was extremely sleep-deprived and he almost made up for it whenever he could. While half asleep and half awake, I heard An Ran's intermittent voice:
"...It's not a good response... He's asleep... I'll ask him when he wakes up..."
"What do you want to ask?" Qi Xingchen climbed up from the back seat.
"...He's awake," An Ran hung up the phone, "I'll get back to you later."
Judging from An Ran's tone, she was probably discussing with someone how to respond to some disturbance. Sure enough, An Ran came to the seat next to him and got straight to the point: "Two things: One, Kevin's agency issued a notice announcing Kevin's withdrawal from the competition; Two: Kevin released a song overnight. I won't tell you the content, you can probably guess it."
What kind of content can Kevin’s brother have? It must be scolding him. Qi Xingchen didn't like feeling uncomfortable, so he ignored Kevin and opened Weibo to prepare for the announcement from C Entertainment.
The next second, countless notifications popped up and the phone buzzed with notification sounds. He waited for the lag to pass and clicked on a private message.
[Is it great to be rich?] You dog who only knows how to bully others, get back to your golden doghouse! 】
His face was calm as he clicked on the next private message:
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