It seems that Fu Jinxiao ignited a fire on Weibo.
Netizens were in an uproar again. Even Jian Xingsui himself couldn't believe it when he saw the news. He stood there as if struck by lightning, almost unable to believe it.
Shen Xingchen was still complaining in his ear: "How can Brother Fu be so hypocritical? He hasn't even paid attention to me!"
Ning Ze smiled, pursing his lips.
Although he was not good with words, he saw through many things. In fact, he had noticed Fu Jinxiao's special feelings for Jian Xingsui long ago, so it was not surprising that Brother Fu would pay attention to this child today.
Jian Xingsui was still holding her phone, her hands trembling with excitement.
Shen Xingchen also noticed his strange behavior: "Dude, I can understand you, but are you really that shocked?"
Jian Xingsui's chest heaved up and down. Perhaps no one could understand his feelings at this moment. He used to be just a lonely and unknown fan. He left his mark on Fu Jinxiao's Weibo and always silently supported his idol. But he never thought that one day, Fu Jinxiao would follow him back on Weibo.
Shen Xingchen's voice still echoed in my ears: "Are you stupid?!"
Jian Xingsui snapped out of his reverie, pulling himself out of his thoughts. When he looked up, Shen Xingchen met his reddened eyes, unsure of what to do: "What's wrong? Are you still sad?"
Jian Xingsui quickly shook his head. He even took a screenshot of the page that was being followed and saved it before replying softly with a smile, "No, I'm not sad, I'm happy."
Shen Xingchen asked doubtfully, "Really?"
Jian Xingsui nodded firmly: "Really!"
As the group was talking, a sound came from outside.
Then, a tall man stood at the dormitory entrance. Shen Minglang frowned, his elder brother's authority showing: "Shen Xingchen, how long are you going to dawdle? It's almost three in the morning."
Shen Xingchen was called out, and she shrank back: "Wait, wait, let me tidy up a bit more."
Jian Xingsui smiled gently.
As Shen Xingchen tidied up the last of the snacks in the cupboard, she asked, "Sui Sui, did no one come to your house this time?"
Jian Xingsui tightened her grip on the suitcase slightly and nodded gently: "Yes, they said they had something to do and couldn't come."
This night of the final competition was a contest between the top 16 contestants, and almost all of their families were present. Both those who debuted and those who didn't came, except for the Zhang couple. Their excuse was that something had happened at the store, so they couldn't come. Jian Xingsui didn't dwell on it. Perhaps people really do lose their expectations after being disappointed for a long time, and he was the same.
He used to feel disappointed and sad because he longed for family affection but didn't receive it, but now, his heart hardly stirs anymore, and he is no longer sad.
Shen Xingchen asked in confusion, "Then where are you going now?"
Jian Xingsui: "I..."
This question stumped him.
The company had a complete falling out with him over the one million yuan issue. He had originally moved out of the rice cake shop and was living in the company dormitory, but now he definitely couldn't go back to that dormitory, and of course he didn't want to go back to his home either.
"I'm going out in a bit to find a hotel to rest," Jian Xingsui said. "There should be one around here."
Shen Xingchen said, "Are you going to stay at a hotel?"
Jian Xingsui nodded honestly: "Mm."
Shen Xingchen posed the crucial question: "Do you have money?"
"..."
Jian Xingsui fell silent!
He only participated in the talent show because he was broke, hoping to get the 20,000 yuan compensation. Now that he's made it to the finals, the compensation from the preliminary rounds is gone. He only has less than 1,000 yuan left in his Alipay account, which is his wages from working for the show.
Jian Xingsui hesitated and said, "I think I can afford a hotel if it's not too expensive. Do you know where there are any cheap ones around here?"
Shen Xingchen burst out laughing.
Jian Xingsui blushed slightly as he laughed at her.
Shen Xingchen walked over and put one hand on Jian Xingsui's shoulder, saying, "Don't go to the hotel, come to my house."
Jian Xingsui was taken aback: "Huh?"
"You haven't found a place to stay yet, have you?" Shen Xingchen said matter-of-factly. "Then why don't you come stay at my place for a couple of days and rest until you find a place to stay?"
Jian Xingsui hadn't had many true friends growing up. When he visited other people's homes, he had never received the honor of staying overnight, a privilege usually reserved for close friends. Having rarely received candy, his first reaction to Shen Xingchen's suggestion was one of flattery and trepidation: "Oh, is this alright? Wouldn't it be too much of a bother? Besides, you'll probably be spending time with your family when you get home. Would it be...?"
Shen Xingchen said impatiently, "What's with all this talk about disturbing you? I have plenty of rooms, and you're my little brother. If you can't even help with something like this, how am I supposed to survive in this underworld?"
"..."
Jian Xingsui's lips twitched.
Shen Minglang's words came from the side, with a hint of approval: "Xingchen is right. You are good friends, and there is nothing wrong with helping each other out when you are in trouble. If you would like, you are welcome to come to our home as a guest. We would be very happy to welcome you."
Jian Xingsui turned around with some surprise. Since the older brother had spoken, it would be inappropriate for him to be pretentious. Besides, he was actually happy.
“Well…” Jian Xingsui took a deep breath, straightened up a bit, smiled at Shen Xingchen, and then turned to Shen Minglang and bowed deeply: “Thank you, then I’ll take my leave.”
Shen Minglang felt even more favorably disposed towards this polite young man.
A mischievous boy like his own brother needs someone as polite and humble as Jian Xingsui by his side to help correct him. If all his previous cronies could be replaced by Jian Xingsui, he could save himself half the trouble.
Shen Xingchen asked Ning Ze, "Brother Ze, what about you?"
Ning Ze replied, "My company sent a car to pick me up."
“Okay then.” Shen Xingchen wasn’t worried about Ning Ze. “Let’s go out first, it’s getting late.”
Everyone else nodded in agreement.
Carrying my suitcase, I walked through the corridor, past rows of dormitory doors. The familiar roads and white corridor lights held so many memories. During training, I only felt the hardship and exhaustion, but now, with graduation approaching, all the tears left behind are filled with bittersweet memories. While we were still in this gymnasium, we were all just trainees. From today onwards, everything will be different once we step out of this door. Today is a farewell to the gymnasium, and also a farewell to the past.
When we got downstairs, no one spoke.
Many students were still on the stairwell of the back building. After parting ways with Ning Ze at the parking lot, Shen Xingchen was the first to call out, "Mom, Brother Fu!"
When Jian Xingsui heard the shout, her first reaction was shock. Then she looked up and saw a tall, handsome, and refined man standing by the nanny van not far away. The movie star was talking to Xu Enzhen with a smile. After hearing the shout, he turned his head and, even though it was Shen Xingchen who called him, his gaze fell on Jian Xingsui.
Their eyes met, and a profound meaning lingered between them.
Shen Xingchen, oblivious to everything, walked over and grumbled, "Why aren't you paying attention to me?"
Fu Jinxiao wore her usual kind smile and said, "Do you need me to pay attention to boost your popularity after debuting in the center position?"
“Well… that’s not necessary.” Shen Xingchen was at the peak of confidence, and immediately raised her nose and snorted proudly: “I have my own popularity.”
Fu Jinxiao glanced sideways, his dark gaze falling on Jian Xingsui beside him.
Jian Xingsui was also looking at him.
Heating level...
Is Brother Fu trying to generate buzz for himself?
Celebrities in the entertainment industry hate being used to gain attention, but he still followed me.
Jian Xingsui felt both nervous and expectant. She looked at Fu Jinxiao and had so much to say, but she didn't know where to begin. In the end, she just stood there dumbfounded.
Fu Jinxiao chuckled: "You're leaving? Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Jian Xingsui blurted out in a panic, "Yes, yes!"
Fu Jinxiao didn't urge him, but stood quietly in place, watching him silently.
Jian Xingsui finally said what she had been holding back since the beginning: "Thank you, thank you for following me on Weibo."
After saying those words, he regretted it a little. Not that he regretted thanking him, but that he felt he had many complicated feelings in his heart, but because he was not good at expressing himself, he could only manage to squeeze out this one sentence.
Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow: "That's it?"
"ah?"
So, is it because they feel they haven't taken it seriously enough?
Jian Xingsui never expected there would be a second chance. He put his suitcase aside, unconsciously clenched his fist, and then bowed deeply to Fu Jinxiao, his voice trembling slightly: "I also want to thank you for taking care of me over the past three months. I will remember your kindness to me for the rest of my life!"
"..."
Fu Jinxiao was unusually silent.
He only meant to tease the kid and get some nice compliments, but who knew the child was so sincere, acting like he was celebrating a hundred-day anniversary of a teacher's passing. With such a grand display, the kid might just kowtow to him twice at any moment.
Fu Jinxiao was both amused and exasperated: "Are you really that grateful to me?"
Jian Xingsui nodded heavily. His eyes were always clean and sincere, but when he looked at someone, all his emotions were written on his face. Perhaps he was not good with words, but his sincerity was always an emotion that people could feel directly.
For a moment, Fu Jinxiao seemed to suddenly understand why his gaze had unconsciously fallen on Jian Xingsui. Perhaps it was because he had been in the entertainment industry for too long and had not seen a truly innocent child. Or perhaps, being inherently gloomy, he would unconsciously look towards the light and the open.
Fu Jinxiao took out a business card from his pocket and placed it in Jian Xingsui's hand.
Jian Xingsui caught the card and looked up in confusion: "What's this?"
“My business card has my phone number on it, and you have my WeChat.” Fu Jinxiao pointed to the business card in his palm with her slender fingers and smiled: “Since you will remember this for a lifetime, remember to keep in touch.”
Jian Xingsui's eyes widened slowly. After her brain processed the sentence, it felt as if tiny fireworks were exploding in her heart.
Keep in touch...
Personal business card...
He held the name card, nodded in agreement, and even secretly wanted to pinch himself, afraid that this was all a dream.
Shen Xingchen, who was standing next to him, teased, "Are you happy now? Don't hold it in. If you're happy, just laugh out loud. Why be so reserved? So many people like Brother Fu. It's not shameful for you to like him too."
Jian Xingsui never expected to have such a troublesome teammate. His earlobes turned red, and he glared at Shen Xingchen. He was a little flustered and looked at Fu Jinxiao to explain.
Shen Xingchen pulled him aside and said, "Okay, Brother Fu, let's get in the car first."
Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow but didn't stop him.
Xu Enzhen shook her head from behind: "This child..."
Fu Jinxiao then said, "It's alright. But you, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early. I've remembered your greetings to my mother, I will definitely pass them on and visit her again another day."
In front of his elders, Actor Fu always maintains a graceful demeanor and knows how to behave appropriately.
Sure enough, Xu Enzhen smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you too, get some rest."
Fu Jinxiao nodded, and after seeing Xu Enzhen into the car, he turned to Shen Minglang beside him and said, "Take them home as soon as possible, I'm going home too."
Shen Minglang pushed up his glasses: "Only you can make my mom so happy. She still regrets that you're not our son-in-law."
Fu Jinxiao slowly said, "To be honest, I have no intention of getting married. I have no interest in men or women. Besides, marriage is something that is arranged by God and cannot be forced."
Shen Minglang shrugged noncommittally.
Essentially, both he and Fu Jinxiao are rational and ruthless by nature, but Fu Jinxiao is not bound by the family business and is naturally more free. In fact, he is also curious about what kind of person will be able to take down this big Buddha.
...
On the other side
After leaving the gymnasium, An Ran didn't go straight back to the Jian family home. Instead, she met up with her agent.
As soon as he got into the car, his agent's expression turned grim: "Have you seen Weibo?"
“I saw it.” An Ran sat in the back of the car and sighed, “I didn’t expect that my fans would clash with Jian Xingsui’s fans, and now it’s getting more and more intense.”
His agent is a woman in her thirties, and people in the industry call her Sister Li.
Sister Li, who is rather plump, sighed and said, "Not long ago, Young Master Jian asked me to contact Jian Xingsui's studio. We spent a million to get him to withdraw from the competition. His lousy studio agreed without hesitation, as if they'd never seen money before. But even though the money was spent, Jian Xingsui still hasn't withdrawn. Now, although the show suppressed the votes and didn't let him debut, it has had a certain impact on your reputation on Weibo."
An Ran was worried after hearing this: "What should we do? Sister Li, this has nothing to do with me!"
Sister Li rolled her eyes at him: "Are you sure this has nothing to do with you?"
The reason why An Ran's fans are so rampant is naturally inseparable from An Ran's indulgence.
He has always cultivated a persona of pampering his fans, frequently sharing his affairs with them. Even when fans misbehave, he doesn't reprimand them much. Instead, because he insists on maintaining an approachable image, he indulges them endlessly. If it weren't for these reasons, how could his fans be so unruly?!
An Ran hesitated and said, "Sister Li, things have come to this point, it's not about who's responsible anymore, it's about assigning blame. You have to think of a way, we can't let them keep saying I'm some kind of emperor!"
Sister Li sighed: "The biggest problem now is Jian Xingsui. Actually, once his limelight passes, we won't attract too much attention either. Don't worry, I'll put pressure on his studio tomorrow. That million can't be easily let go like this!"
After listening, An Ran nodded with some relief.
Actually, he was quite frustrated tonight. Putting aside everything else, no matter how badly he fared in the second half of his life in his previous life, he still debuted as the center of this show. Although Shen Xingchen also participated at that time, this young master withdrew from the competition in the first two rounds because of a conflict with his roommate. Therefore, he naturally got along well with Fu Yingdi and eventually won the center position.
But now, everything is different.
Shen Xingchen's roommate became Jian Xingsui. For some reason, the argument didn't happen, so there was no withdrawal from the competition. Back then, he debuted in the center position and was incredibly popular. Who would question whether he was a royal?
Jian Xingsui, it's Jian Xingsui again, why does he always ruin his plans...?
An Ran sat in the car for a long time, and finally made up her mind when she got out of the car. She dialed the Zhang couple's number, and almost immediately she heard Zhang Xiangyang's voice on the other end of the phone: "Hello, Ranran?"
An Ran smiled and whispered, "Dad."
Although he had returned to the Jian family, he still addressed the Zhang couple as such in private.
Hearing that familiar call, Zhang Xiangyang felt a surge of warmth in his heart: "Ranran, your mother and I both saw that you made it into the group. Congratulations! All your hard work these past few days has paid off. It's just that we both had some things to do, so we couldn't be there to see you in person."
An Ran smiled and said, "It's okay, I know what's difficult for Mom and Dad."
Zhang Xiangyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But to everyone's surprise, An Ran changed the subject and said, "Dad, there's something I want to ask you."
Zhang Xiangyang asked, "What's the matter?"
"So... is Jian Xingsui your biological son?" An Ran finally found an opportunity to ask: "You got the report that day, but I didn't know you were related to Jian Xingsui. Later at the gymnasium, I saw Jian Xingsui's blood type. He is B, while you and your mother are both A. How could you possibly be related to him?"
Zhang Xiangyang was stumped by the question. Rather, at this moment, his blood seemed to freeze. In fact, he had thought that this matter might be exposed one day when Jian Xingsui proposed a paternity test two days ago. He just did not expect that this moment would come so soon.
A thin layer of sweat had formed on Zhang Xiangyang's forehead. He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Ranran, let me explain, I..."
An Ran said, "Mom and Dad, I believe you. There must be some misunderstanding. I know you've raised me all these years. I think this is something you and Jian Xingsui need to resolve yourselves. But, being eliminated this time has been a big blow to Suisui. I think, if possible, Mom and Dad, you could take him back to our hometown to develop his career. I remember the rent there is much cheaper than here. You could help him open a shop or something, solve his work and food problems, and his life would be quite stable, wouldn't it?"
Zhang Xiangyang didn't react for a moment.
He paused for a moment before saying, "Ranran, do you mean you haven't told Jian Xingsui about her blood type yet?"
An Ran smiled and said, "I think this is something that you, Mom and Dad, should discuss with him, so I didn't make the decision on my own."
Zhang Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt short of breath. He could only say, "Okay, okay, we'll consider your suggestion, we'll consider it..."
An Ran then hung up the phone.
With his intelligence, he could already vaguely guess the truth of the matter, which was why he had to stop it. Even if the Zhang couple really went to prison, it wouldn't matter. But if Jian Xingsui's true background was really an even more powerful family than the Jian family, would he still have a place in the entertainment industry?
Even now, with nothing to his name, he's already lost his center position. If Jian Xingsui has more room for development in the future, does that mean I, who have finally been reborn, am going to become a stepping stone?
No, he doesn't want to.
In this lifetime, he is determined to eliminate all threats!
...
On the other side
The Shen family mansion.
This was Jian Xingsui's first time visiting the Shen family, and she was amazed by the grandeur of the Shen family. This was no home; it was clearly an estate. In fact, the Jian family's villa was also quite impressive, but compared to the Shen family's, it was indeed far inferior.
Shen Xingchen was still muttering, "Mom, I'm so hungry! Can you ask the housekeeper to prepare something to eat?"
Xu Enzhen would occasionally glance at Jian Xingsui in a daze on the way.
For some reason, she always felt an inexplicable closeness to this child. And when she learned that he had been wronged and hadn't made it into the industry, she kept recalling the day in the stairwell when Jian Xingsui was so helpless that he could only hide and cry. He was just a kid in his early twenties, yet he had to bear so much alone. As a mother, even if it wasn't her own child, Xu Enzhen felt heartbroken just thinking about it.
"All you ever think about is eating." Xu Enzhen glared at her son, then turned to Jian Xingsui with a gentle smile: "Son, are you hungry?"
Jian Xingsui didn't expect his wife to ask him this question. He hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently.
Shen Xingchen cried out, "I'm hungry too! I'm hungry too!"
Xu Enzhen said, "You'll starve to death, just hold it in."
Jian Xingsui didn't dare to speak, but Xu Enzhen walked to his side affectionately after getting out of the car and said gently, "Xingsui, are you hungry? What would you like to eat? Auntie will make it for you."
Jian Xingsui was flattered and somewhat reserved. He said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine."
Xu Enzhen shook her head in disagreement: "How can it be all the same? You just came from the gymnasium. You've been training for three months and you must be exhausted. You probably didn't eat much tonight either. Here's what we'll do: go wash up first, and leave everything else to Auntie. I'll take care of it."
Hearing the gentle and kind voice beside him, Jian Xingsui felt a warm glow in his heart. It was his first time visiting a friend's house, and he was really afraid of offending some troublesome people, so he was very nervous and careful on the way. But Xu Enzhen was so kind to him that his eyes welled up with tears, and he could only say gratefully, "Thank you, Auntie."
Xu Enzhen felt sorry for this sensible child and quickly said, "No need to thank me. Just treat this place like your own home. Don't be shy, okay?"
Jian Xingsui nodded.
The two were unusually harmonious, a picture of motherly love and filial piety. Shen Xingchen, standing behind them, stared in disbelief and protested loudly. She seemed dissatisfied but wasn't actually angry; she was just being a little coquettish: "Mom, did I hear that right? I'm hungry and I'm just enduring it. How come my little brother can order food?"
Xu Enzhen smiled and glanced at him: "What can't you eat?"
Shen Xingchen wailed, "Are you my mother? Jian Xingsui is your real son!"
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