Chapter 243 End, Return to Yun City, Night Talk
[Yijie Entertainment V: #MYST7 returns to China today##! Right now##MYST7's overseas popularity is exploding# Latest news! MYST7's overseas group variety show filming has concluded successfully. They departed from the United States early this morning and have now landed safely in Beijing. They will soon transfer to Yun City to complete the final episode of filming. With their overseas trip now over, which of MYST7's released stage performances has been the most exciting for you?]
"Damn, has Rotten Grape lost his mind? My group is so famous now that it's spread all over the country, and you still dare to book them a red-eye flight? So how high do you have to stand to be considered high?"
"The crowds at Beijing Airport were so huge it made my scalp tingle. This group has only been out for a few months? And their popularity is terrifying!"
"My brothers have been wandering overseas for over a month, and finally they've returned home. I've been waiting so eagerly for them, but they've finally arrived!"
"Objectively speaking, putting aside the label of being from a talent show, this is definitely the most successful group to have ventured overseas in the past decade!"
"Rotten Grapes is really a shrewd guy. Initially, they used the banner of a travel variety show to leave themselves a way out. As a result, the higher their popularity and the more out-of-the-box performances became, they decided not to act anymore. What a calculated plan!"
"He's just too lucky. He stumbled upon a treasure and found the Divine Group and Xie Qingyu. Otherwise, this project would be just an ordinary travel program at best."
"Although the unaired Maple Leaf Country special hasn't been released yet, the group video has already exceeded 10 million views on Instagram, and Xie CC's straight-up video has even reached 20 million. How long has it been? It's a phenomenon! He's the first person in China, right?"
"Queshi, during that legendary performance of The Thorn Birds, a torrential downpour pounded the stage, blinding the audience. Yet, the cast remained perfectly composed. How could they be The Thorn Birds? They were clearly phoenixes reborn from the ashes!"
"That night, we were completely hooked! I heard that after returning to the hotel, several members had high fevers. Xie CC, who has a weak constitution, had his temperature soar to 40 degrees Celsius. The production team almost called an ambulance. The next day, he posted online to report he was safe, jokingly saying, 'When you're in trouble, you're in trouble.' His mentality is amazing."
"Publish! Let him publish! Those fools who risked their lives for the stage deserve to be famous!"
"Congratulations to Xie CC Big Eyes for breaking 50 million followers, setting a new record for the fastest growth of a top star!"
"The Thorn Birds may be a classic, but Twilight Zone is equally soul-stirring and pure, like the sound of nature. When will Rotten Grapes release the live soundtrack? (Knocking on the table frantically)"
"My personal favorite is "Zero Hour Catcher", the youthful and explosive tension is irreplaceable."
"The choreography for 'Reflection Game' is just amazing, okay?"
"Stop arguing, adults choose to take them all!"
"+1! So where exactly is the hidden song being performed in Yun City? Speculations are swirling all over the internet. I'm already camping out in Yun City. Please, let me witness this miracle with my own eyes! (Beware of scams!)"
Just as the internet was abuzz with MYST7’s return, the parties involved had just landed at Yun City Airport.
After waving goodbye to the fans who came to pick them up at the airport, they finally got on the business car back to the dormitory.
The cross-border filming that lasted for more than a month made everyone exhausted, especially the director team who temporarily added a European itinerary after seeing that there was sufficient funding. The frequent time difference changes made things even worse.
Xie Qingyu gently pressed his temples, his pale face particularly noticeable in the flickering light and shadow of the car window.
After the rainstorm performance in the Maple Leaf Country, he continued to have recurring low-grade fever, and the effectiveness of his previous Chinese medicine treatments was almost wasted.
But Xie Qingyu didn't regret it. The stage was such a cruel and fair place. Only by trying your best could you get real flowers and applause.
What's more, all his teammates were gritting their teeth and persevering in the heavy rain, and as the main C position, he had no reason to retreat.
"I wonder where the stars are?"
When they set out, Bai Lang sent the approximate arrival time to Bai's mother in advance, asking her to send the cat, which was now big enough to be transported by a car, back to the villa in advance.
After adjusting to the time difference tonight, we will start recording the final performance of the group variety show tomorrow.
After all the recordings are completed, they will rest in the dormitory for a few days to recover their energy before getting back to new work.
Although for Xie Qingyu, it probably means that he will have to start living with bitter Chinese medicine again.
"I've arrived at the dormitory." Bai Lang glanced at the message he had just received and reported in a low voice.
His eyes swept over Xie Qingyu calmly, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
It is said that people who spend every day together find it hardest to notice subtle changes in each other, but Xie Qingyu's weight loss is too obvious.
The little bit of baby fat that was originally left has completely disappeared, and the sharp jawline makes the facial features appear more three-dimensional.
Although this kind of bone structure looks stunning in front of the camera, it already appears somewhat emaciated and haggard in reality.
"You've lost a lot of weight." Bai Lang finally couldn't help it.
As soon as he finished speaking, the other members turned their heads to look at Xie Qingyu in the back row.
Leo even moved closer, almost putting his face close to confirm.
Xie Qingyu subconsciously touched his cheek and asked lightly, "Is there?"
Seeing everyone nodding solemnly, he suddenly smiled and said, "We're all adults now, so the fat on our faces has to fade."
In front of the camera, he cleverly changed the subject, not wanting fans to capture any negativity.
In fact, everyone lost a lot of weight during this journey.
Even Wei Liangchen, who could never control his mouth, was so tired that he lost a lot of weight. However, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. His features became clearer and his temperament became more mature.
Speaking of this person, he has been very successful recently.
His improved appearance has earned him a new wave of fans, and he is very proud of it all day long.
Even though his brain is still not very sharp, he can definitely fight with that face.
He is a little silly, but really handsome.
After returning to the dormitory, just as Bai Yan said, the moment Xie Qingyu opened the door, a furry fat ball jumped out from behind the door and hugged Xie Qingyu's calf accurately.
The kitten loves to play this surprise attack game and is purring with satisfaction.
"Are you waiting at the door on purpose?"
Xie Qingyu's eyebrows curved, and she bent down to pick up the heavy little guy, skillfully avoiding the door frame that was blocking her way.
As soon as they sat down on the sofa, Wei Liangchen and Leo couldn't wait to come over, eager to touch the cat.
If Fanxing was in a good mood, she might be willing to play with him, but at this moment she was busy being intimate with her beloved two-legged beast after a long separation, so how could she allow anyone to disturb her?
"Meow--woo!" A series of rhythmic cat meows exploded.
"Hahaha, that's really ugly," Ding Zai commented, gloating as he slumped over on the sofa. "You two should just stay away from me."
Perhaps because of his experience of wandering in his childhood, Fanxing is not particularly brave. After being adopted by Xie Qingyu, he has never had the courage to hurt anyone.
But if provoked, it will start to speak madly using its rich vocabulary of cat language, just like it is doing now.
I can only say that it is worthy of being a cat that has been on the street since infancy, and it has all kinds of ways to scold people.
Wei Liangchen remained shameless, but Leo's face wrinkled with grievance, and he stepped back sighing, as if to say, I won't bother with a little cat like you.
Xie Qingyu couldn't help laughing and whispered, "Stars."
The little fellow who was cursing loudly immediately stopped talking, licked the tip of his nose with his pink little tongue, and curled up obediently in his owner's arms, not forgetting to face the outside with his round butt, turning into an autistic kitten.
"Let's get something to eat first." Gu Qi said as he stood up and walked towards the refrigerator.
I haven't been back for more than a month, and the villa is entirely taken care of by my agent Xuzhou, and the refrigerator has also been restocked.
Although everyone wanted to collapse on the bed immediately at this moment, the recording had not yet ended, the camera was still running, and their work could not stop.
But I'll be fine after getting through tomorrow night. It wouldn't be too much to sleep for 20 hours after the recording is over.
If we were to say what the biggest gain from this trip was, apart from the stage experience, it would probably be the improved skills of everyone in fooling fans.
I still remember that at the first stop I couldn’t even cook rice, but now I can serve a pot of perfect white porridge in fifteen minutes.
If there is more water and less rice, drink two more bowls. If there is more rice and less water, eat it as dry rice. It can be said to be a universal backup option.
The team even formed a system of arranging shifts for cooking porridge, and even the Dalian cameraman was amazed at the progress.
But although it is the same white porridge, Xie Qingyu's is always more flavorful than others.
He was used to throwing some side dishes in, and the ordinary rice porridge instantly became a high-end version.
Today's pot is no exception. The addition of a few slices of mushrooms and green vegetables makes this meal unexpectedly delicious.
After taking the last mouthful of porridge, I finally finished shooting enough material for today.
The seven people fled to their respective rooms as if they had been pardoned, and finally enjoyed a moment of peace.
I almost fell down on the dining table while eating just now.
After resting for a few hours and having a simple midnight snack, they suddenly had an idea and took the unused heater purchased by You Jinzhao and a large pile of blankets and cotton wool, and set up a warm nest on the attic balcony. The seven of them and the cat crawled in together.
The cold wind howled in mid-January, but it could not extinguish the young people's innocent enthusiasm.
The fireplace emitted an orange glow, and seven blankets piled up like a small mountain actually kept the biting cold out.
"Move inside a little, there's a draft here!"
"Little black-headed princess, stop stepping on my belly!"
"Call me Blackhead again, and believe it or not, she'll step on you?"
"There are not even a single star tonight. It's pitch black and I can't see a thing."
"No romance, this is the atmosphere we want, okay?"
"9494, besides, there's nothing to see there. Isn't there a ghost named Wei right in front of us?"
"You two can't get over it if you don't say something to me, right?"
“…”
Just as Wei Liangchen was battling Ding Zai and You Jinzhao alone, Gu Qiong was fanning the flames from time to time, and Leo was listening with great interest, blinking his bright eyes.
Xie Qingyu buried half of his face in the quilt, leaving only a pair of smiling eyes exposed.
He shrank his neck as the cold wind blew past, but felt a strange peace in the warmth and noise.
It seems like the atmosphere is never dull where they are.
Once people get used to the hustle and bustle, they can never go back to loneliness, even though everyone is essentially a lonely individual...
"What are you thinking about?" Bai Lang beside him asked in a low voice.
Xie Qingyu still looked at the night sky, his tone lazy: "Do you want a literary version of the answer, or a popular version of the internet?"
Anything else to choose?
"Both." We are all adults, who would make a choice?
"Tsk. Young man, you are very greedy~"
As he spoke, Xie Qingyu glanced at him sideways, the flickering light of the stove reflected in his eyes.
Then, as if she couldn't do anything about him, she said, "But who can blame Yu for being so generous?"
"The literary version is: Thinking about the dialectical relationship between the philosophy of life and the essence of existence..."
He suddenly turned his head and blinked, "The simple and crude version is -"
“It’s late night emo!”
Bai Lang turned his head and laughed, the white breath he exhaled turned into mist in the cold night.
"Benefactor, Mr. Jian, what are you talking about? Why are you telling Brother Meng about this?"
Wei Liangchen has sharp eyes and ears. Even though he is in a 1V2 situation, he can still notice the quiet conversation on the other side.
"I'm praising you for reaching a new level of handsomeness recently." Xie Qingyu said it without hesitation.
This statement really hit a sore spot for someone.
Wei Liangchen immediately became embarrassed, humming and whining, pretending to be embarrassed, but unfortunately everyone present had seen through his tricks.
Sure enough, his true colors were revealed in less than three seconds: "This kind of truth should be said right in front of me! This handsome guy is really so handsome lately~"
"Jiu Min! Who wants to share a bed with such a narcissist—"
Ding Zai wailed and bumped into You Jinzhao, "Hurry up and take your childhood friend away!"
"He's obviously your teammate, right?" You Jinzhao immediately distanced himself from the matter.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Hey! You've seriously hurt my fragile heart!"
Wei Liangchen was aggrieved and asked for help. "Mental damage compensation, now and immediately!"
With just these words, Xie Qingyu was forced to recall the heroic deeds of this gentleman along the way.
Even the director was caught cooking the books. It's really unbearable to recall. Moreover, after he said that he could tell Xie Qingyu in advance, Wei Liangchen would always tell Xie Qingyu very directly that he was going to be greedy. He was completely a little bandit with a clear conscience.
“Time flies.”
Gu Zheng put his hands behind his head, looked at the inky night sky outside the balcony and sighed softly, "In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and the group's activities are already a quarter complete."
Xie Qingyu hummed softly, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the blanket.
"Can't we continue to perform as a group after the contract expires?" Leo suddenly sat up, blinking in confusion.
He remembered that this was written in black and white in the contract, but when he looked around, his teammates had different expressions.
The puppy didn't understand and tilted its head.
"Brother?!" The puppy calls brother when he encounters a problem.
Xie Qingyu looked into his clear eyes and sighed softly: "Maybe, maybe not."
Although Leo was still a little childish in his mentality, he didn't want to fool him with false promises.
The lifespan of a draft team is short, how can it be determined by a single contract?
The complex web of interests behind them will only become more complicated as they become more popular.
By that time, it would probably no longer be something that the seven teenagers could decide on their own.
What's more, a year and a half is enough time for so many vows to fade away?
Even this innocent brother in front of me, who can guarantee that he will not change?
But at this moment, Xie Qingyu looked up at the lonely star that was stubbornly shining in the night sky and said, "I hope so."
The voice was as soft as a sigh, and it was unclear whether he was answering Leo or talking to himself.
The small balcony fell into a brief silence until a spark flew out from the fireplace.
Fortunately, it was not placed too close, otherwise the quilt would have been set on fire.
"Yes, I hope." Bai Lang was the first to respond.
"Hope~"
Wei Liangchen drawled out his voice and rubbed Leo's blond hair.
The sounds that came one after another spread in the night like a string of dandelions blown away by the wind.
Although we know that the future is unpredictable, isn’t it that young people are best at planting certain expectations in uncertainty?
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