Chapter 34
Jiang Shiyu got his wish and left his name on the whiteboard in the hall.
And Zheng Yan too.
Although this was indeed his permanent base, this was the first time he felt a surge of pride not because he was late but because he had completed the mission.
The hidden missions were incredibly lively, with threats, bribes, over-the-top acting, and even botching all involved, but only a few could complete them. For being the winner in this intense competition, Jiang Shiyu felt quite impressive.
"Of course you're awesome." Feng Zhuo laughed until his stomach hurt, rubbing it as he spoke, "After all, you're the only one who's willing to sacrifice yourself for a mission and easily hand the other side victory."
"Don't expose me!" Jiang Shiyu pretended to be angry and reached out to hit him.
Feng Zhuo quickly hid behind Zheng Yanye and made a face at him: "You can't hit me, right?"
Jiang Shiyu said angrily: "Just wait for me."
Zheng Yan also looked at these two funny guys circling around him, with a helpless look on his face, and suddenly heard his own name.
Jiang Shiyu stared at him with round eyes and asked for help: "Zheng Yanye, look at him."
"Help me deal with him quickly."
Jiang Shiyu himself didn't notice that when he spoke to Zheng Yanye, there was always a unique sticky tone in his voice, and the ending tone was like a small hook, landing on Zheng Yanye's heart.
He was watching a play and immediately "arrested" Feng Zhuo who was hiding behind him with an expressionless face.
"Don't be like this, Brother Yan Ye." Feng Zhuo begged for mercy, "I was still praising you for being so great."
"You are the first one to complete the task so easily."
Zheng Yanye: ...What you said is very ambiguous, brother, please shut up. Jiang Shiyu's resentful eyes are looking at me.
He turned to the resentful little mushroom. If it had a physical body, the top of the mushroom would be engulfed in dark clouds.
Zheng Yan also suppressed a smile: "It's all thanks to Xiaoyu's cooperation that I barely got any credit." He quickly changed the subject, "Do you want me to draw a little crown for you on the whiteboard?"
"Yeah." Jiang Shiyu's eyes lit up.
In the end, everyone passing by could see that Jiang Shiyu and Zheng Yan on the whiteboard were not only standing next to each other, but also wearing crowns and wreaths.
"Come and help us take Polaroid photos." Jiang Shiyu excitedly pulled Zheng Yan to pose as well.
"Stick closer together," Feng Zhuo instructed as he adjusted their positions. "Show some movements, don't be so stiff. Zheng Yanye, hold a small crown for Jiang Shiyu."
The more he looks at the finished films he directed, the more satisfied he is. Feng Zhuo, if you don't have a job, you can go be a fan. Look at his composition, the Little Prince and his knight.
He couldn't help but sigh, and for a moment he couldn't control his voice: "It's such a perfect match."
"Thank you." Zheng Yan also nodded politely.
"It's okay. I was just saying it casually..." He was halfway through his sentence when he realized something was wrong. He suddenly looked up at the two people who were inseparable. The more he looked, the more he felt that something was fishy.
But Jiang Shiyu is also very good to himself. He feels that he cannot make such random assumptions about his friends, and tries hard to brainwash himself: They are just thanking me for taking pictures for them.
Then he saw that Zheng Yanye's eyes were almost overflowing with doting.
Feng Zhuo: ...It's okay. Guan Yu would do the same thing when he saw Zhang Fei. He was just pampering him. There's nothing to be surprised about.
No way.
He thought back to the lip laceration incident that Luo Wenxi had instigated. Besides being bumped, Jiang Shiyu's mouth injury could also have been caused by a bite. Zheng Yanye and the others had been out changing clothes for so long, looking glum when they left and radiant when they returned.
It’s hard to guess what happened during this period.
He stood there in a daze, feeling that he had guessed some truth.
It’s okay, it’s okay, he tried hard to tell himself that they are just good brothers.
real.
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Aside from the hidden mission interlude, every group was working overtime to prepare for the second performance. When their song rang out in the room for the twentieth time, Jiang Shiyu wanted nothing more than to lie still on the floor and play the game of statue.
Feng Zhuo knelt on the floor and said, "I really can't jump anymore."
"Let's take a break, brothers."
Tan Jiujiu and Zhou Su were also extremely tired. The moment the sound was paused, they collapsed to the floor. The four of them stared at the incandescent light above their heads, which was so bright that it hurt their eyes.
Someone said, "I'm really tired," and it resonated with everyone. Tan Jiujiu suddenly burst into tears: "I tried really hard to learn, but I just can't."
"Why is singing and dancing so difficult? Why are everyone else so good?"
"I don't want to be eliminated. I want to be the best of the match."
His emotions quickly infected everyone around him. Several people hugged each other and started crying bitterly.
It's really difficult.
Jiang Shiyu stared at the incandescent light, which hurt his eyes. He tried hard to keep up with Zheng Yanye's every beat, but there were still times when he missed a beat. On a deeper level, there was more than just this one missed beat between him and Zheng Yanye.
In terms of identity, family background, resources and status, they are incompatible.
Even now, Zheng Yan hadn't confessed to him accurately and solemnly, and she hadn't even agreed to him, but she had already kissed this person who had no relationship with her.
He lost his sense of security for no reason.
Zheng Yanye and Luo Wenxi came out of the preparation room, opened the door of the practice room, and saw a scene of crying in the room.
They exchanged glances, each seeing the question in the other's eyes: "Did we come to the wrong place?" After closing the door and checking the house number in one go, they pushed open the practice room again, only to find the scene inside unchanged.
What is going on?
After listening for a while, the two finally pieced together what had happened. The pressure on these people was too much to bear, and after a certain period of accumulation, it finally exploded.
"Alright. Stop crying," Zheng Yan said gently, "Our dance is indeed difficult, but if you do it well, the benefits will be doubled."
"High risk, high reward, it's worth a try."
Luo Wenxi also spoke to comfort them, "If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me and Zheng Yanye. Don't keep it to yourself."
"I'm just afraid of holding everyone back." Tan Jiujiu said with red eyes, "You're all too good. I can't keep up with you."
"Don't think like that." Luo Wenxi maintained his usual gentle demeanor and replied softly, "We are a team. Don't overthink it."
He looked around and saw that everyone was in a bad mood at the moment and they couldn't practice for a while, so he might as well use this time to talk all these problems out to avoid any more trouble in the last few days.
He and Zheng Yan exchanged a glance, realizing that the other person was thinking the same thing as him. So he spoke again, "How about we take a break and chat for a bit?"
Everyone nodded, but no one spoke. Zheng Yan also casually asked, "Feng Zhuo, why are you crying?"
"I can't dance!" Feng Zhuo burst into tears, covering his face and lying on the ground. "I see everyone in the mirror is so beautiful and their moves are more handsome than each other, but why do I look like an unintelligent gorilla?"
The whole group burst into laughter. Tan Jiujiu, still with tears in her eyes, responded to her roommate, "At least you look like a primate. I think I jump like a fish. Is there any hope for my limbs?"
Feng Zhuo was also amused by what he said. Both of them had recovered some of their condition and hugged each other and started to act exaggeratedly.
"My Nine, you are a singing fish."
"My, you are a dancing ape."
The whole practice room was filled with joyful laughter.
Zhou Su wiped his eyes and said, "I feel like I'm a burden to everyone, just like you guys."
"No way?" Jiang Shiyu comforted him, "The steps you just gave me are quite useful. I shot that part more than ten times and finally got that feeling."
"Thanks to you."
"Thank you." Tears were about to gather in Zhou Su's eyes again. He leaned on Jiang Shiyu's shoulder and was about to put his arm around his shoulders.
Zheng Yanye: ...That’s not necessary.
He saw the right opportunity and pushed Luo Wenxi next to Zhou Su. Luo Wenxi was forced to stagger and perfectly took on Zhou Su's eyes.
Even Jiang Shiyu was far away.
Luo Wenxi forced a smile: Zheng Yanye, you are really a dog.
Received a challenge from the other side: So what, what can you do to me^ ^
Luo Wenxi: ...You will have a hard time.
The tip of Jiang Shiyu's nose was red, and he made the same excuse as the previous person, saying that he couldn't dance well and was afraid of holding everyone back.
Zheng Yan also stared at Jiang Shiyu's eyes closely, but the person opposite did not dare to look him in the eye.
It seems that Jiang Shiyu is not like this because of the practice room, he thought. It doesn't matter, even if Jiang Shiyu doesn't want to say it, he will overturn it all and come to him.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu. You dance very well." Zheng Yan also patted Jiang Shiyu's back gently, "You hit every beat just right."
"Really?" Jiang Shiyu looked up and looked at Zheng Yan in the air.
"Really, even if it's not just limited to this song, you hit every beat."
"Am I on the same wavelength as you?" Jiang Shiyu continued to ask.
Finally finding the crux of the matter, Zheng Yan smiled softly, his eyes filled with concentration and commitment: "Of course."
"I will always be on the same page with you."
Jiang Shiyu looked into his eyes. What other people were saying, crying, or worrying about had nothing to do with him. He only saw the love in his lover's eyes.
That's enough.
Zheng Yanye’s eyes said, don’t worry, don’t be afraid, I will always be with you.
He believed it.
But there is one more thing to say.
Jiang Shiyu leaned close to Zheng Yanye's ear and said, "So when are you going to confess to me, brother?"
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