Cheng Zhi felt that the place on his face that Song Baiyi had gently rubbed with his thumb was not only a little hot, but also a little numb, as if it had been touched by a tiny electric current.
Teacher Song's hands are quite bony - this was the first thought that came to Cheng Zhi's mind when he put his hand on Song Baiyi's wrist.
Perhaps it was because Song Baiyi didn't pay much attention to the maintenance of his hands, and because of the accumulation of years of dancing practice. Cheng Zhi felt that the back of his hand didn't feel as delicate as it looked.
But Cheng Zhi still envied Song Baiyi's hands, which were always warm no matter what the time.
Whether it was when I was rubbing his stomach in the car that day, or when I handed him the microphone on the stage just now, or... now when he was touching the lower half of his face.
"It's not all for the purpose of hyping up the couple." After hearing Song Baiyi's words, Cheng Zhi's brain worked rapidly in the next few seconds.
Cheng Zhi tried to break down, reorganize, and reconstruct this sentence, changing it into a form that he could understand.
Unfortunately, after thinking it over to the end, he still didn't fully understand what Song Baiyi wanted to express.
It's not all about hyping up the couple, then what are you going there for?
Some of the things you do on stage…what do they include?
Was the act of handing the microphone to himself an unintentional act or a script arrangement, or was it a product of what Mr. Song just said: "It's not for the purpose of hyping up CP"?
At this moment, various problems from different angles flooded into Cheng Zhi's mind, and he could not find a breakthrough to release them.
The other contestants had finished their meals and went back to rest. There were only the two of them in the cafeteria, and it was very quiet. If Cheng Zhi listened carefully, he could still faintly hear the two people's breathing.
Cheng Zhi did not remove his hand from Song Baiyi's wrist, and Song Baiyi's hand on Cheng Zhi's face did not move either, still maintaining the position of his thumb on the mole, without moving.
After a while, Cheng Zhi took the initiative to speak and broke the silence.
"Teacher Song...what you just said was not all about hyping up the couple, what do you mean?"
Song Baiyi slowly and gently pulled his hand away from where Cheng Zhi was holding him.
Cheng Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. He maintained the same angle as before, with his chin slightly raised and his eyes slightly looking upwards. This angle was just right for him to look into his eyes.
His hair was slightly curly and a bit furry, like a kitten that just woke up. He was looking at him with a slightly frown.
Song Baiyi felt very happy when he saw him like this, and couldn't help but rub Cheng Zhi's head.
Then he slowly explained: "Another part is because I am partial to you."
Song Baiyi actually started to pay attention to Cheng Zhi a long time ago. From the theme song stage to the first public stage, Cheng Zhi always attracted his attention again and again.
He is a very good player who is hard-working and motivated while remaining humble.
However, after getting to know Cheng Zhi, Song Baiyi slowly discovered that Cheng Zhi, who was extremely strong on stage and in the practice room, would also show him the softest side under his hard appearance when he felt uncomfortable.
That side was only revealed to him.
Song Baiyi is actually a bit greedy.
Because he wanted Cheng Zhi's little-known side to be shown only to himself.
For Song Baiyi, once a possessive thought appears, it can never be taken back.
Those thoughts will only grow like weeds, growing faster and faster until the target becomes your complete property.
As a mentor, the most important thing is to treat every contestant fairly, but now with Song Baiyi, being a little partial to Cheng Zhi...it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with that.
Cheng Zhi felt his throat a little dry, and the warm touch of Song Baiyi's hand now transferred from the lower half of his face to his head.
Although the position has changed, the feeling that makes him hot and dizzy remains the same.
Cheng Zhi couldn't stand physical contact with Song Baiyi in the first place, and what he just said was a bit ambiguous, so he was a little confused now, "Teacher Song, what do you mean by partiality..."
Song Baiyi chuckled and took his hand off Cheng Zhi's head. "It means exactly what you heard."
Seeing that Cheng Zhi still didn't understand, Song Baiyi patiently explained it to him.
"That is, compared to other contestants, I will treat you better in many ways. Do you understand now?"
After Song Baiyi took his hand away from Cheng Zhi's head, Cheng Zhi silently lowered his head and rubbed his face.
Even after Song Baiyi's explanation, Cheng Zhi still had many doubts about the matter of favoritism.
"Then why is Teacher Song partial to me?"
"Well." Song Baiyi concealed the smile in his eyes, leaned down slightly and moved closer to Cheng Zhi, then slowly spoke.
"Keep it secret for now."
Hearing that Song Baiyi didn't want to tell the reason yet, Cheng Zhi temporarily gave up the idea of asking further.
But he actually quite enjoyed the feeling of being enveloped by the familiar woody fragrance of Song Baiyi again. Just as he was about to reach out and grab him, the next second, Song Baiyi stood up again.
Cheng Zhi frowned slightly and subconsciously wanted to move closer, but was interrupted by Song Baiyi's sudden words.
"Have you tried the shoes on? Are they the right size?"
The thought in his mind was interrupted before he could act on it. Cheng Zhi inexplicably felt a little dissatisfied, but the bad emotion only lasted for a moment.
Because the next second, Song Baiyi sat opposite him.
"If it's inappropriate, just tell me directly. You're welcome."
Cheng Zhi hummed, "I haven't had time yet. I'll go try on shoes when I get back to the dormitory."
"Okay, no rush. Just make sure you wear what's comfortable and appropriate for you." Song Baiyi said, leaning back in his chair, crossing his legs casually, supporting his head with one hand and looking at Cheng Zhi.
This was the first time that Song Baiyi looked at him like this, and Cheng Zhi inexplicably felt a little nervous.
When he learned from Le Zhu that the shoes Song Baiyi gave him were worth six figures, he wanted to rush back to the dormitory and put the shoes on display.
He was worried that the insole would be worn out when he stuffed the gold-studded height-increasing pads inside, let alone trying them on.
He felt that his feet were not good enough for the shoes :).
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhi rubbed his nose guiltily.
He asked Song Baiyi tentatively, "Teacher Song, those shoes. The quality and material seem to be very good. They should not be cheap, right?"
Song Baiyi raised his eyebrows slightly, "I have been the spokesperson for their brand before, and there are discounts when you buy it, so you don't have to worry about the price."
Cheng Zhi simply calculated in his mind that even if the six-digit shoes were discounted by 10%, they would still be five digits...
A pair of shoes costs five figures. Even if you cut off his feet and sell them, they still wouldn't be worth that much, orz.
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhi unconsciously clasped his fingers together and spoke a little nervously.
"Actually...Mr. Song, you don't have to spend so much money to give me something."
Hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi's eyes darkened, "It's okay, it's just a little money."
"Besides..." he continued slowly.
"I think your previous efforts deserve this reward."
Cheng Zhi's original intention was just to make Song Boyi spend less money. After all, he didn't have much feeling for the shoes, and there was no need to spend six figures just to buy himself a short-lived happiness.
However, when Cheng Zhi, who thought he would be refuted, was not refuted by Song Baiyi, but once again received Song Baiyi's affirmation and performance, the little person in his head was now spinning in circles with joy.
However, the last bit of rationality supported Cheng Zhi to tell Song Baiyi his true thoughts.
"If you must give a gift or something, it would be better not to give something too expensive next time. For me... it's a bit stressful."
Song Baiyi paused slightly, "What pressure?"
Cheng Zhi hissed and spoke out his true thoughts.
"If I can't pay back the gifts I received given my current financial situation, I will feel very stressed..."
After hearing Cheng Zhi's words, Song Baiyi silently crossed out the idea of giving Cheng Zhi a customized watch next time. He calmed his expression and spoke.
"You don't have to return the things I gave you, and gifts don't have to be returned with the corresponding amount..."
Cheng Zhi didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Teacher Song, what did you say next?"
"Nothing." Song Baiyi coughed twice, "I'll be careful next time I give a gift."
Hearing Song Baiyi agree, Cheng Zhi felt relieved.
He nodded and was about to finish the rest of his meal when Song Baiyi stopped him.
Song Baiyi touched the plate to feel the temperature. "It's been cold after being left for so long. It's not good for your stomach if you eat it. I'll ask the chef to make you another serving."
After saying that, Song Baiyi stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Cheng Zhi stopped him first, "Don't, wasting food is not a good habit. Besides, I've almost finished eating..."
Before Cheng Zhi could finish his words, his stomach growled in cooperation.
Song Baiyi glanced at Cheng Zhi indifferently, then for the first time took his hand off his wrist and strode towards the kitchen.
After Song Baiyi came back after giving his instructions, Cheng Zhi made sure that his leftover food was not thrown away as garbage but used as food for the chickens in the kitchen. Only then did he stop talking to Song Baiyi about saving food.
Finally, the scene ends with Song Baiyi sitting opposite Cheng Zhi and supervising him to finish eating a bowl of noodles that Song Baiyi had just asked someone to cook for Cheng Zhi.
The afternoon shooting time had arrived. Cheng Zhi was still not fully awake, but he drowsily followed Shen You to the location indicated by the staff.
"Everyone must be very tired after training for so long, right? We are going to distribute cell phones to everyone now, so you can call your family members and so on."
Before the staff had finished explaining, many contestants cheered.
There are still only a few people like Le Zhu and Shen You who have a lot of spare machines. Most people haven't talked to their families for a long time since they started training, so everyone is very excited now.
The staff handed out the phones one by one. Other contestants used their phones to share with their families the joy of their successful advancement and what happened in training in the past few days. Only Cheng Zhi didn't know what to do with the original owner's phone.
In order to appear less abrupt, Cheng Zhi slowly turned on his phone.
The phone was not locked, so Cheng Zhi swiped it and entered the desktop.
In line with the principle of not looking at other people's privacy casually, Cheng Zhi did not click casually. He was stunned for a moment after seeing the prominent 99+ on the call interface, and then clicked on the call record.
As soon as I opened it, the whole screen was filled with calls from a person who had called in the past few days.
There was only one word in the note: "Dad".
Cheng Zhi frowned slightly, thinking that this man must miss his child too much. In order to fulfill his filial duty on behalf of the original owner, he called back.
The call was quickly connected, and a deep and tired voice came from the microphone.
The tone of his voice was very impolite, "Hey, big star, you are finally willing to call your father now?"
Cheng Zhi responded, "Yeah."
"Tsk, I haven't contacted you for a few months. I didn't expect you to be so successful."
"Thanks."
Cheng Zhi exchanged a few more polite words with him, and when he felt that he had fulfilled his filial duty, he was about to hang up the phone when the person on the other end suddenly asked.
"Since you are so powerful now, please help me pay off the 300,000 high-interest loan I owed you!"
The sudden change of topic caught Cheng Zhi off guard. He uttered an "ah" and didn't react to what the person on the other end of the phone meant.
"I know your training address. When will you give me the money? I don't care. If you don't give it to me, I will immediately expose you as the son of a deadbeat!"
Cheng Zhi:?
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