Chapter 67
Ever since the friendly match, Feng Zhuo would smile for some unknown reason whenever he saw Jiang Shiyu and Zheng Yan.
Specifically, as soon as Jiang Shiyu and Zheng Yan appeared in his sight, he would immediately start mouthing to them: "You can't let Yu Yan..."
Then Zheng Yan also hit him on the forehead.
"Xiao Yu, look at him!" Feng Zhuo complained to Jiang Shiyu, holding his head. "Zheng Yan is also a violent person. He hit me on the head until it turned red."
Feng Zhuo was ready to vent his anger right then and there. It didn't matter if he couldn't beat Zheng Yan, he had the support of others. He immediately began to spare no effort to discredit this overreaching person in front of Jiang Shiyu.
Jiang Shiyu walked slowly behind Zheng Yanye, staring at the red spot on his head and laughing: "You should."
Feng Zhuo: "Jiang Shiyu, why are you like this?" He covered his forehead and shouted: "You really are in love with Zheng Yan!"
Zheng Yanye: "Thank you for your blessing."
…
A group of people came to the studio noisily. It had been a long time since they had been here, and Jiang Shiyu still felt nostalgic. This was where they had their first recording session. Back then, everyone was cautiously observing their surroundings, and everyone seemed a little reserved, very polite and distant.
Later, everyone met new people here, some left, but some stayed. The studio hadn't been used for a long time. The program team deliberately changed the venue for each release of the ranking. So, in fact, they spent very little time in this largest studio.
When he came for the first time, Jiang Shiyu was still feeling uneasy. He made mistakes even after practicing for a long time. He stepped on Zheng Yanye several times, and was so scared that he didn't even dare to look Zheng Yanye in the eye.
He remembered that he thought for a long time about which foot to lift first before going on stage, but he forgot everything when he got nervous. He thought at the time that it would be too embarrassing if his partner glared at him.
Fortunately, Zheng Yan didn't say anything, but Jiang Shiyu still didn't want to think about the subsequent developments of the first stage. When Zheng Yan made him angry, Jiang Shiyu would bring up old accounts with him.
Now he pushed open the door of the room again. The corner where he and Zheng Yan were sitting was still empty, quiet and deserted, waiting for someone to choose this little world.
Some things are different too.
For example, this room is surprisingly empty now. The stairs that were full on the first day are now filled with empty seats. Only twenty or so people are left here, gathered in groups with people they trust, waiting for the final task to be carried out.
It was very similar to the final judgment in a doomsday drama, Jiang Shiyu thought, everyone was waiting for the last task, and after completing it, they would face their own ending.
He made himself laugh, and he leaned on Zheng Yanye's shoulder and shook, his hair softly rubbing against Zheng Yanye's neck.
A little itchy.
"What are you laughing at?" Zheng Yan also lifted him up from his shoulders. Jiang Shiyu blinked and told him his thoughts.
"The final judgment before the apocalypse?" Zheng Yan repeated his thoughts. Jiang Shiyu always had all kinds of wild and unconventional ideas, just like now, "No one needs to sing and dance to survive in the apocalypse."
"It's come to that point, why do we still need monkeys from the circus?"
"What if?" Jiang Shiyu disagreed with what he said, "What if the aliens I meet like this?"
"That won't work either." Zheng Yan said seriously, "No matter where you are, I will protect you."
Why did someone suddenly start talking about love? Jiang Shiyu blushed and changed the subject: "How do you think the finals group will be decided?"
Zheng Yan also glanced at the stage. Neither the host nor the PD showed up. Now there were only trainees in the room.
"I don't know." He looked away. "Who knows what methods they can come up with?"
"The distribution of the last two groups in the previous show was very unreasonable." Feng Zhuo also joined their conversation. "One group almost had all its members debut, while the other group was almost ignored."
"I hope I won't be so miserable. I want to be with you."
"You're thinking of me at this time." Zheng Yan also snorted coldly. He still remembered that Feng Zhuo had complained to Jiang Shiyu.
"I mainly want to be with Xiaoyu." Feng Zhuo said bluntly, "Jiang Shiyu is my favorite person."
Zheng Yanye: "Give up, you can't be Jiang Shiyu's favorite."
"I'm the only one he likes the most, go play."
"child."
Feng Zhuo hadn't finished saying "you..." Zheng Yan continued to fire at full force: "But if you kowtow to both of us, it's not like I can't have you as my son."
Feng Zhuo: "Who wants a dad like you? You're the jealous idiot who'd say a kid stole Jiang Shiyu's attention."
"Indeed, I am." Zheng Yan had no intention of denying it. "It's enough for Jiang Shiyu to only see me. Children are very troublesome."
He thought of a scenario where a child suddenly appeared in his life, and he couldn't help feeling a chill. He could accept being with Jiang Shiyu. Overlapping his life with the person he loved was a kind of romance, but having his life changed by other people was an invasion.
All he needs is Jiang Shiyu.
However, if Jiang Shiyu likes it, he can accept a very well-behaved child.
Zheng Yan also turned to the people around him: "Do you like children?"
"..." Jiang Shiyu's forehead twitched, and he smiled: "Is it possible that men can't have children?"
"What are you two talking about!"
Feng Zhuo stuck out his tongue, adding fuel to the fire of Jiang Shiyu, who was about to explode: "What if you traveled to the world of ABO?"
Zheng Yan also recalled the CP knowledge and fan fiction he had learned, and felt that Feng Zhuo's idea was more exciting than Jiang Shiyu's doomsday.
Jiang Shiyu's soft little cake must taste like marshmallow.
His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
It was a very light and subtle movement, but he and Jiang Shiyu were too close, and the distance between them was enough for Jiang Shiyu to notice it.
"What are you two thinking!" Jiang Shiyu slapped them both, "We are in a normal world!"
"Read less fan fiction." He suddenly realized something and said in disbelief, "Zheng Yanye, don't tell me you read our fan fiction."
Zheng Yan also responded with silence.
This was a tacit agreement. Jiang Shiyu wanted to cover his face: "What do you think of this?"
Zheng Yan also thought about it: "Some of the sex positions they wrote are quite worth referring to."
Then he was slapped by Jiang Shiyu again.
*
The embarrassing fanfiction discussion finally came to an end when the host came in. Jiang Shiyu's attention was distracted as he listened to the PD explain the grouping rules and solo song selection requirements.
Zheng Yan actually reads their fan fiction, and it’s even erotic!
When he thought of the expectation that flashed in Zheng Yanye's eyes when he said certain actions, his ears began to burn unconsciously.
Zheng Yan is really an excessive boyfriend.
He glanced at the people around him. Occasionally, after taking a shower, Zheng Yan would come out wrapped in a bath towel, with water droplets falling along his abdominal muscles and waistline into some more private spaces. Sometimes, when Zheng Yan hugged him in his arms and kissed him, he would also feel the presence of others.
But they are still at the stage of pure love.
But will this step last long? Jiang Shiyu didn't know. He thought, should he also find a few articles to study?
*
The PD's voice woke him up from his own world. The finals grouping returned to the original lottery method, with a total of three groups. In addition, each person prepared a one-minute personal stage, with no restrictions on the content of the performance.
Everyone went to draw lots with a serious look on their faces, as if their future was placed in that big black box.
Perhaps, if I could be among the more popular contestants, I might be able to secure some votes. But the more realistic possibility is that the rankings have already been solidified, and there aren't many dark horses left.
The top three were drawn based on the previous rankings, and their excitement was palpable from their cheers. Being at the front and being the first to show their emotions was a privilege, a privilege afforded by their high rankings.
Zheng Yanye and Jiang Shiyu should also be in the front, but they can only be in the middle and draw a piece of paper that is neither up nor down.
Jiang Shiyu unfolded the piece of paper in his hand, and there was a big 1 written on it.
Paste an identical 1 next to it.
Jiang Shiyu met Zheng Yan's smiling eyes. They were finally in the same group again.
"We can be together again, Yan Ye."
"Are you happy?"
"Happy." Jiang Shiyu nodded.
That's fine, Zheng Yan also thought. It was worth it that he and the staff had arranged it for so long. Although it was a bit annoying to replace the original with the fake in public, the most important thing was that Jiang Shiyu was happy.
The box they drew from only contained the number 1, so there was no possibility that they were not in the same group.
The beginning of the stage is them being together, so the ending here must be the same.
Jiang Shiyu and Zheng Yanye's names must be next to each other in the last banner position.
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