Chapter 9 Chapter 9 The cat is definitely more important than the dead ex...
Cen Xue suddenly remembered something.
He stood up and went to the storage area that was integrated with the wardrobe.
This dormitory is simply furnished. There are no other large pieces of furniture except the bed and this cabinet. There is a small table that can be pulled out above the bed.
As Cen Xue moved, Fu Rouyun heard the sound of the medicine pills shaking.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"Take some health supplements," Cen Xue said, leaning sideways. Knowing he couldn't see clearly, she shook the bottle twice. "Liver-protecting tablets."
He tilted his head: "Do you usually eat it? I don't think I've ever seen it."
"It really just started recently. My liver fire is quite strong, so I need to regulate it."
Cen Xue swallowed the pill with water. Because she responded to Fu Rouyun first, the pill dissolved a little on her tongue.
He turned his back, opened his mouth like a Type-C interface, and took a few more gulps of water.
He was exposed, his past was exposed, and he was harassed by his ex. All the bad things happened one after another. It was a miracle that he could stand here with a steady heartbeat.
*
A week later, just as Lu Yanxi had said, Yan Pei was not there.
The vocal teacher who showed up the next day was the singer who had helped smooth things over. Class D breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her.
The audition schedule is very tight. Everyone has less than five days to digest the theme song, and then record personal straight shots and the overall stage. They will then be re-evaluated based on their completion.
Vocal music, dance, interpersonal relationships, cooperate with the program crew to record materials, occasionally make supplementary recordings, and always pay attention to the image in front of the camera.
The pressure is on all sides.
It turns out that yesterday was just the beginning of adaptation.
In the evening, in order to maintain the figure, the meals distributed are also fat-reducing meals.
Cen Xue looked at it and sighed, having no appetite at all.
He forked a roll of lettuce and put it in his mouth. It was crispier and sweeter than he had imagined, but the crunchy chewing sensation and the fresh grass smell that filled his nose gave him the illusion of being on the prairie, and a certain primitive wildness was about to be awakened.
"You don't seem to be in high spirits," Fu Rouyun said worriedly, "I blame myself for pestering you to chat last night..."
"That's not the case."
Cen Xue rubbed her temples, which were too tight.
"I didn't sleep well."
I had a dream last night that I hadn’t had in a long time.
It was a large, long-haired grey cat, standing in front of a maze of bushes and barking at him.
Cen Xue knew that the big cat was white. After washing, its silky fur was as smooth as satin, but its paw pads were patterned, with a few black spots in the pink. The spot on its right front paw looked like a heart.
The cat was urging him to follow.
But Cen Xue hesitated.
After calling for a while, the cat let out a long, disappointed cry and disappeared into the bushes.
Cen Xue subconsciously took a step forward, but still hesitated.
He was afraid that if he followed him in, he would meet Lu Yanxi.
Because this cat was raised by the two of them together at school.
This cat was very clever and would choose people to get close to. Cen Xue had never seen it pay attention to anyone except herself, so she thought she was special. But one day, it suddenly ran away. Cen Xue followed it and ran into Lu Yanxi. Only then did she realize that this cat had two families.
"Did you feed it the crew's boxed lunches?"
Seeing the high-end cat food in Lu Yanxi's hand, Cen Xue hid the lunch box behind her and said, "I washed it with water. It has no seasoning."
"No wonder it's grown so fat."
Lu Yanxi squatted down and petted the cat, which rolled around obediently. Cen Xue was a little unwilling to give in and also wanted to touch it. Their hands accidentally crossed each other under the long gray and white fur. They were stunned at the same time, and when they looked up, they found that their palms were completely gray.
...This big dirty cat!
Lu Yanxi laughed, then remembered something and hesitated, "Are your injuries...healed?"
"Okay," Cen Xue brushed off the dust, "Thank you for helping me last time. Since you are feeding it, next time I will--"
"Next time," Lu Yanxi interrupted, "can we go together? I'll wait for your time."
Cen Xue was surprised to find that he looked a little nervous when he said this, as if he was afraid of being rejected.
But he is the son of a big star.
Shouldn't we just ignore ordinary people like them?
Normally on the crew, Cen Xue had never seen him take the initiative to talk to others. If Lu Fengjun came, he would sit next to Lu Fengjun. Their sitting postures seemed to be carved from the same mold, and the angles of their elbows were exactly the same.
Cen Xue agreed for some unknown reason.
They became familiar with each other because of raising cats.
Finally they broke up - to be honest, Cen Xue didn't know whether it could be considered a breakup.
Lu Yanxi unilaterally rejected all his contacts. But even so, he still wanted to take the cat away.
He wants the cat more than himself.
Cen Xue remembered that the lifespan of a cat ranged from ten to twenty years. If seven years had passed, the cat should still be there if she was lucky.
He agreed to Lu Yanxi's appointment because he also wanted to ask about the cat.
——Cats are definitely more important than dead exes.
*
As if realizing the high pressure on the trainees, the production team organized some relaxing activities.
For example, select the TOP1 appearance.
The trainees from the five classes of ABCDF reunited and agreed to choose the best-looking one here.
While waiting, Cen Xue and Fu Rouyun were receiving careful guidance from Chen Xiaohe and making up for their lessons.
What about the face of the group, the youngest member, the person in charge, the sub-group, KP, DB - the last time Cen Xue was so serious was when she was in her third year of high school.
"So, the youngest member of the show is Li Mu?"
Fu Rouyun quietly pointed at Li Mu who was not far away.
Li Mu rarely smiles, has an outstanding height proportion, and is always careful about his words and actions. Even when waiting behind the scenes, he keeps his back straight. He has a small head but a long neck, making him stand out from the crowd.
"Indeed," Chen Xiaohe corrected, "but he should be considered a national level player."
"… Country what?"
"Number one trainee in China! Number one trainee in China. If you ask me, I can even name him number one in terms of looks. His configuration would definitely make him a top-tier looks guy abroad. I guess he'll be number one in this vote as well."
Fu Rouyun curled his lips: "Not necessarily, I will definitely vote for brother."
Chen Xiaohe smiled and said, "I voted for myself. If I got zero votes, it would be too hurtful to my pride."
However, the program crew was having a headache at this time.
"The current voting is somewhat different from the expected results."
"Those originally hot tickets haven't come in yet. Have you figured out why?"
"It needs some guidance, but it's a bit awkward to have to have a script for this thing."
Who would have thought that Li Mu, who was almost the default TOP, was only in second place when the voting process was almost halfway through!
The first place was unexpected.
“Found it, found it!”
In the backstage of the monitoring room, one of the directors finally solved the problem and invited everyone to watch the replay.
"It was a layout mistake! Cen Xue's sign was right next to the ballot box, no wonder he came in first!"
Voting is anonymous and one person, one vote.
They made an entire magnetic wall and put the name tags of all the trainees on it. If you want to vote for someone, you just take the name tag down and put it in the box.
During the playback, most trainees would turn around a few times and explain their mental journey to the camera in a monologue.
It's just to earn some shots, I understand.
But apart from a few who made firm choices, too many people kept their eyes on the right side of the ballot box for too long.
And the sign with Cen Xue’s portrait is right there.
Then after hesitating, those people actually all chose Cen Xue, and some even gave up their chosen choices and voted for him.
The screen next to the playback showed Cen Xue's official photo.
The impact of the high-definition screen was quite strong. Most of the people took a deep breath, remained silent for a few seconds, and sighed—
"It's not that... I can't understand it."
"If he was staring at me like this, I would care too."
"I have the illusion that if I don't choose him, he will never forgive me for the rest of his life."
When taking formal photos, most people will maintain a perfect expression, with their eyes wide open, chin lowered, and shoulders hunched, which looks quite stiff after looking at it for a long time.
Cen Xue is different.
His posture was relaxed, and the angle was even slightly upward, as if this was not a fixed-point shot, but a capture of the moment he raised his eyes. The reflection was cut into tiny spots of light by his eyelashes, as if he wanted to say something to the people outside the camera.
The sense of story came instantly.
As long as I took a careful look at it, my heart would be scratched.
It is obvious that the program team rarely reaches a consensus on this.
It is human nature to have unnecessary feelings for Cen Xue.
But the show still has to go on.
The time for the next trainee to go in and vote was postponed. They went in and changed the arrangement, placing Cen Xue's nameplate at the highest point, and Li Mu and others moved the names of the favorites to a more prominent position.
This move was very effective.
Although Cen Xue was still in the top ranking in the end, the others caught up and Li Mu surpassed him to become the first.
The person who wins first place will be able to have an extra close-up shot in the theme song stage.
“Just one vote short…!”
Fu Rouyun approached Chen Xiaohe, "Just one vote short!"
There were a lot of hype when counting the votes, and the first A and the second D were very topical.
When it was announced that the two had voted for each other, there was even more outcry.
Chen Xiaohe heard the sound of grinding teeth beside him.
He said awkwardly, "Are you angry that Cen Xue didn't choose you?"
"No, I must have had my reasons for voting for someone," Fu Rouyun, who came in fifth, gritted his teeth. "But he actually... stood so close to me—what was he doing? Why did Li Mu have the right to hug him?! It's just a show vote, is there any need to be so emotional?"
"You have to act, otherwise it would be so embarrassing."
"You don't understand."
"?"
"He is too young." Fu Rouyun said with a sense of crisis.
Chen Xiaohe: "...I think you have gained too much salad."
Outsiders cannot understand the sense of crisis that Fu Rouyun feels as a younger man.
"I'm not voting for you out of favor."
Li Mu whispered as he and Cen Xue hugged each other as a gesture of friendship.
Cen Xue blinked.
Li Mu: "I'm really looking forward to having you as my teammate. You don't have too many injuries. If you work on your physical strength, your singing and dancing performance will be even better."
Cen Xue: "Thank you, thank you?"
There was such sincerity in this kid's eyes that it was hard not to listen.
For a moment, Cen Xue didn't know whether to be flattered by his suggestions and expectations, or shocked that he had already determined that he could debut.
No, it’s not right that he can’t make his debut.
But saying it so bluntly sounds a bit sharp.
"Don't tell these things to anyone else."
Cen Xue reminded him, remembering the favor he had shown her last time.
Li Mu exclaimed: "Of course I know."
Fu Rouyun's teeth grinding sound became louder.
Surprisingly! And whispered!
He doesn't even dare!
Chen Xiaohe: “…”
He silently moved away from Fu Rouyun. If this continued, he was really afraid of being eaten alive.
*
Outside the talent show village, there is a private psychological counseling room.
Yan Pei lay on the motion-sensing bed like an old man.
The doctor said impatiently, "I've told you countless times that you're not sick, you just have a bad temper. Do you understand?"
"Also, this is psychological counseling, not relationship guidance. You only bought one hour, and the time is almost up. Hurry up and don't disturb my next customer."
Yan Pei didn't move at all, completely ignoring his friend's nagging.
Then he suddenly said, "I can't sleep even after taking medicine recently."
Doctor friend: "Then take two more."
A miracle doctor-level diagnosis.
Yan Pei tilted his head: "Tell me, why did he treat me like that?"
The doctor paused processing the documents, as if he had heard something strange. "I think it would be hard for him not to do this to you."
"We've been apart for several years now. I think with your temper, things must have been pretty unhappy back then. She's got a current boyfriend now, so why should I give you face?"
Damn, Yan Pei got angry again when his current girlfriend was mentioned.
He took a deep breath. "That's different."
"What's the difference?" the doctor asked. "Will you go along with him?"
Yan Pei subconsciously asked: "Why should I go along with him?"
"Haha!" It was absolutely ridiculous, the doctor gloated, "You want to get her back, but you don't even bother to coax her. I think you've been a rebel for more than a day or two, Yan, the big star."
"I'm his...!"
Yan Pei sat up and retorted.
But he couldn't finish his words halfway through.
"Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you."
Disguised as a hat and sunglasses, Yan Pei waved goodbye and quickly left.
After a while, the doctor received a transfer of ten times the consultation fee.
The doctor smacked his lips and muttered to himself, "But if it really turns out like that, it wouldn't be like him."
Yan Pei is a great friend. He has a bit of a temper, but he is very loyal. When he was studying abroad, his family stopped paying his tuition, and it was thanks to Yan Pei that he didn't starve to death.
But objectively speaking, if they were lovers, it would be the end of them.
I don’t know who is so unlucky to have dated such a bad guy. Maybe I can even sell him a package in the clinic.
Time is running out for big stars. Yan Pei just got in the car and was about to drive to the next interview location.
"My dear," the agent handed him a document, "everything you want is here, but to be honest, there's not much valuable information. Rich people's information is very strictly protected."
Yan Pei flipped through it and found that it was indeed true.
Apart from what can be found on the Internet - that is, Fu Rouyun's age, school, etc., the resume given in "Flash Revolution" is not as clear.
Huh...current one?
Yan Pei crumpled the information into a ball, apparently to vent his anger.
Agent: "Why don't you ask Mr. Yan—"
Yan Pei choked, "Are you asking me to beg him?"
The agent shut up.
Yan Pei snorted and took out his cell phone.
When you're angry and have nowhere to vent, you have to find a channel to vent.
He retrieved the phone number from his recent history and edited the message.
[The young master of the Fu family is his current girlfriend, so don't even think about it.]
Click Send.
He can't be the only one who's unhappy.
…
The other side.
Lu Yanxi's phone screen lit up and vibrated briefly.
Next to the mobile phone, there is a small and exquisite urn.
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