Chapter 351 Chapter 351 Bald Bird
It's very peaceful around here.
The sunlight was blocked by the curtains, it was just an ordinary noon.
The very calm brother and the little cub who was carrying a barbell and strolling around easily, the weight of the barbell -
Seeing Le Zhou put the barbell down and his attention drawn to other facilities, Le Yanxing hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward, picked up the barbell and tried it out -
Ha ha.
It was indeed a weight that the little cub couldn't possibly lift.
Wait a moment!
Please wait!!
From yesterday to now, in just one day and one night, Le Yanxing felt that his worldview had been overturned time and time again.
This is obviously abnormal, right?
But why are you so calm???
Are you abnormal, or am I abnormal?
Le Yanxing looked ahead, thinking a little dazedly.
At this moment, Lu Yao just came back from outside, and when he saw Le Yanchen, he spoke directly.
"The variety show is scheduled to start next Wednesday and last for two months. It's a performance island specially set up for this kind of show. It's also a kind of alternative training for the participants. Is this a new method? I do have the time available. Are you sure you want to take Zhou Zhou with you?"
Le Yanchen nodded.
He picked up the little guy.
"We can't keep it hidden all day. We don't plan on having Zhou Zhou appear on camera, but we have to tell those guys not to make a fuss."
Moreover, Le Zhou's relationship with Le Yanchen is that they are adopted, and Le Yanchen himself is not an idol. Although his fans often quarrel over his face on the platform, he actually has no relationship with these fans in private. From a very early stage, Le Yanchen has deliberately let his fans focus on his works rather than him as a person.
Of course, the bloody situation at the moment is in many cases also due to the instigation of other people.
Lu Yao nodded without expressing any objection.
He looked not far away and saw Le Yanxing sitting on the sofa in the gym, pressing his temples hesitantly.
Lu Yao was a little confused: "What happened to him?"
Le Yanchen, still holding the little jumping spider, looked back.
Le Zhou blinked his eyes. The balloon was still tied to his wrist. The balloon string was wrapped around his white little hand twice, like a little tail extending upwards.
He said softly: "I don't know, uncle was fine just now, uncle is so weird."
The mood changes are so strange.
The uncle who was called weird by the cub: ...No, cub, who is weirder between us?!
Le Yanchen was quite insightful. He gave an enigmatic smile and said, "Maybe he's restructuring his worldview."
Lu Yao paused and nodded in understanding.
*
At this moment, in a commercial building in the city.
In the dance studio.
A young man stood in a room with a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror. He had just finished an intense dance and was breathing lightly.
With a pair of peach blossom eyes and snow-white skin, she looks a little gloomy.
The music was suddenly turned off.
The young man turned around.
"Jing Can, the time has been set. It starts next Wednesday and lasts for two months. Of course, if you can make it through the elimination round, it will take two months, with a total of eight stages. To be on the safe side, I've left the next two months free for you."
Jing Can's agent stood at the door. He looked inside the house and spoke again.
"Also, once we get there, you know what to do, right? Because it's a relatively far place, the time we can spend together is limited. Le Yanchen, who has been a relatively quiet presence on this show, will be there."
Jing Can took out a water bottle from the backpack next to him, took a few sips, and then slowly spoke.
"Of course I know. This is a rare opportunity, right?"
Big and small Le Yanchen meet.
It will naturally be a hot topic.
The reason why he had not been able to encourage people before was simply because Le Yanchen himself did not like to participate in other activities.
Therefore, if we don't meet them, we can only push some people to say so, but in fact it can't cause any bigger waves.
"Yeah, no matter what, being famous is still being famous. Look at those who are the most criticized in the industry, aren't they still making a lot of money? So don't worry too much about it. You just need to find a way to create some topics."
"I understand. I'll try to get closer to Le Yanchen. Of course, topics are easy to create."
He smiled and looked at himself in the mirror.
"After all, Le Yanchen himself has a rather bad temper, doesn't he?"
"It's great that you think this way. The young artists I taught before couldn't figure it out at the beginning."
The agent smiled.
"Okay, you continue practicing. I still have things to arrange."
It takes capital to become famous.
Jing Can is good at singing and dancing, and his appearance and temperament are a bit like Le Yanchen. Compared to Le Yanchen who has a bad temper and is not interested in business, Jing Can is more polite and gentle, and his talent is not inferior to Le Yanchen. His agent is looking forward to his future performance.
The agent quietly closed the door of the independent dance studio.
The music started again.
But this time, the young man walked slowly forward and came to the mirror.
He licked the corner of his lips gently, reached out to touch the mirror, and the corner of his lips curved up in a slightly strange arc.
Suddenly—a pitch-black shadow vaguely covered his back.
The shadow only covered half of his body, and even the color of his pupils began to change slightly.
He was still smiling as he looked at himself in the mirror.
But the image in the mirror at this moment was extremely terrifying. That half of the figure did not look like a human at all.
*
at the same time.
In the city, the Monster Investigation Bureau, which was anxiously reporting the situation, heard the sound of wind chimes on the window.
A little bird with flames burning all over its body rushed in and turned into a human form in an instant.
The young boy looked a little depressed, and he was holding a small persimmon-shaped balloon in his hand.
Her lips were tightly pursed, and no other expression could be seen on her pretty face.
He just glanced at them lightly.
Then go to your room.
People around: ...
Wait a moment! ! !
"Young Master, what were you doing just now?"
"We've already agreed that when I ask you to come here, you have to obey my orders and not do anything you shouldn't do. Also, what did you eat before? Is that something you can't eat casually? Hurry up, arrange a full body checkup for the young master."
"Oh my god, young master, you're finally back! Can you tell us next time you do this? You scared me to death, and we don't have any flying monsters here——"
"Wait, wait, young master? Young master?"
Several people were chasing after him with a thud.
Ji Ye had already returned to the room. He looked up at the group of adults.
Facing their extremely expectant gazes, the young boy pursed his lips again.
"If I can't solve the problem here, there's nothing you can do, so don't worry about me."
He didn't quite understand why these people were worried about him.
There was really no harm to him here—and he was off to find that pretty little jumping spider.
Boom——a bang.
The door of the room was closed.
Everyone from the Monster Management Bureau who was locked outside: ...
No, do you have to be so heartbroken?!
And what happened to the balloon just now?
Okay, okay, what kind of cub is this? This is his real daddy!
The few of them looked at each other, all a little stiff, and finally waved goodbye and dispersed.
"No, we should call the Ji family. The young master wants to travel around, so he came to support us. The cub is cute, but we can't control it. Should we ask them to find a parent to take care of it?"
"It should be better. I'll call right away."
inside the house.
Ji Ye looked at the small persimmon balloon he was holding.
I thought about the other identical balloon that the human was holding.
That pretty and indifferent little face slowly puffed up - so angry!
He came to deliver the balloon, but not only did he fail to get it in, he was even locked out.
Disgusting humans!!
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but--
Ji Ye looked down at his clothes.
He is in the molting period, and his fur is very fluffy and messy.
In the past, Ji Ye didn’t care about this at all.
If anyone dares to say anything nonsense, the little bully of the Ji family will peck out his eyes!
But now—
With a flash of light, the little cub turned directly into a strange-looking bird.
His feathers were messy, and he tried hard to smooth them out.
——His grooming skills are terrible!
It also hurt myself.
Ji Ye cried out and continued to comb his feathers irritably.
He endured the pain and plucked off some of the ugly feathers.
He looked quite pathetic at the moment, sitting in a pile of feathers.
At this time the phone rang.
It's a video call from a parent.
Ji Ye flapped his wings, turned the phone over, and turned on the phone with his little bird claws.
He looked down.
A serious man appeared on the screen.
The man was stepped on by the bird at this moment, and was stunned at first.
Then I realized it.
"You little brat! Put your phone away! Speak properly!!"
"Stinky old man, you're so annoying."
Ji Ye looked annoyed and straightened his phone.
Then Ji's father saw clearly Ji Ye's current situation.
The bald little bird in the molting period sat in a pile of feathers. The usually lawless young master looked particularly pitiful at this moment, with a bit of melancholy that was completely inconsistent with his temperament.
The old father, who subconsciously wanted to scold his son, hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask a question.
"Baby, what's wrong with you? Why are you pulling feathers?"
Ji Ye flapped his little wings and muttered softly.
"ugly."
He looked a little irritated.
Then she looked at him with her small, dark eyes.
"Father, where's Dad?"
Yes, Ji Ye is a cub hatched from two male Bifangs.
This has something to do with the racial characteristics of Bifang in this world.
"He hasn't finished his get out of class yet. I just finished dealing with something when I received a call from the Investigation Bureau over there."
Father Ji snorted.
The two parents of the Ji family are a university professor and a company president.
"You're acting on your own again? What did you promise me before you left, you little brat?"
Ji Ye didn't reply. He looked at his feathers and said sullenly, "Old man, the dance you taught me is useless."
"Huh? What dance?... No, wait, that's our Bifang family's courtship dance. What were you doing there? What's useful or not? You're only a few years old. No, no, no!!! How can this dance be useless?! I taught it to you myself!! That's how I took your father away!"
Ji Ye had a pair of small black eyes: "Grandpa said that you even recognized the wrong gender at the beginning, so there must be something wrong, old man, you can't do it."
Ji's father, who was about to educate his child, said: "You and I...&￥%"
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