All kinds of news, true or false, spread for half a month before it stopped. However, the two people who caused the waves acted as if nothing had happened. After that, they almost never appeared in front of the public, whether online or in front of the camera.
Bai Ye was worried about setting up a studio. His contract with Nuoya had always existed in name only. Now that it was about to expire, he was not going to renew it.
Nuoya's President Qi agreed very much. In real life, he had always hoped that his idol could be more free and not be tied down by anything. Unfortunately, before he could see his idol's studio, he had a car accident and transmigrated into the book. Now, his dream had come true.
He was busy with the filming of "Grey Track". As the plot progressed to the later stages, the truth of the human trafficking case was gradually revealed. The tone of the filming was, as the name of the drama said, full of depressing grey. Then, Liang Xiaolong's brain disease was cured, the criminal was executed, and his biological parents and adoptive parents reached a settlement.
His emotions were often involved between two extremes. Every day, except for filming, he was basically in a state of self-adjustment and had no mood to go online.
After half a month, the shops on both sides of the street hung red lanterns one after another. Housewives carrying New Year's goods could be seen everywhere in shopping malls and supermarkets. The end of the year was gradually approaching.
Although the actors and directors of the group were not big shots, they were still sons and husbands. Director Zhou saw that the progress was good and gave everyone a total of seven days of annual leave from New Year's Eve to the sixth. On the 29th night of the New Year, Qi Xingchen dragged his suitcase off the plane. It was not easy to deal with the fans and media who came to pick him up at the airport. When he saw the big family who came to pick him up, his nose twitched.
Qi Yuji hurriedly put a scarf around his neck and complained, "What kind of lousy crew is this? Can't they make a good meal? Look at how thin you are, your cheeks are about to collapse."
"That's right." Grandpa Qi frowned. "Yunxiao, invest some money in Xing Xing's crew after the New Year."
Qi Yunxiao motioned for the driver to drive and said, "Dad, we've invested more than 20 million since the start of the shoot."
Qi Xingchen was speechless.
No wonder Director Zhou never scolded him.
"I haven't seen Xing Xing gain more weight with 20 million yuan. It must be that the money hasn't been spent enough. Send someone to contact him when the time comes," Grandpa Qi instructed.
The Qi Family's principle was that there was nothing in the world that couldn't be solved with money. If there was, then it was because they didn't spend enough money.
Qi Xingchen was speechless for a moment. In the end, he coquettishly persuaded his father.
When he reached home, it was already past nine o 'clock in the evening. After a brief chat with his family, Qi Xingchen washed himself clean and prepared for the first Spring Festival in the alternate world.
He had five dreams that night. On the morning of New Year's Eve, he woke up under the morning sun and excitedly ran out to complete the task given to the youngest child of each family — to put up Spring Festival couplets.
There were three gates outside the Qi Residence. There were two electric gates at the front and back of the villa. There were also more than ten gates in addition to the stable, garden, and glass room. After he finished pasting the gates, he wiped his sweat and began to prepare the dishes with Aunt Zhang and Qi Yuji.
The Qi Family's chef and servants went back to their hometown for the New Year, leaving only Aunt Zhang, who had no children, to stay with the Qi Family. Aunt Zhang was old and couldn't do so much by herself. In the past, Qi Yunxiao had asked the hotel to deliver the dishes. This year, Qi Xingchen stopped his elder brother.
He wanted to cook a New Year's meal for his family with his own hands.
There was no shortage of ingredients at home. With Aunt Zhang and Qi Yuji helping him, he cooked relatively quickly. However, it was already afternoon when he finished.
The most important festival of the year was definitely drinking. Grandpa Qi told the children to drink freely, so they ate and drank, chatted and laughed until it was time to pay New Year's greetings in the evening.
As a cannon fodder family in the original work, the Qi Family's network wasn't complicated. The only person who needed to pay New Year's greetings in person was Qi Jiaze's father — the original owner's uncle.
After a simple phone call, he sent a circle of text messages to the directors and actors he had worked with before. He finally found the time to contact his boyfriend.
Xing Xing: [I'm finally free after a busy day. Have you finished your New Year's Eve dinner?]
[Moon]: [I've finished eating. I'm making dumplings with my mom.]
Xing Xing: [Horrified] [Horrified] You know how to make dumplings?]
[Moon]: [She's doing it. I'm chatting with her.]
Qi Xingchen: "…"
He knew it. It was impossible for Young Master Bai to master such a profound skill.
[Moon]: [Do you like dumplings?]
Xing Xing: [Except for the celery stuffing, everything is delicious.]
This little fan had never been picky about food. Other than ginger, this was the first time Bai Ye had heard him say that he didn't like a certain food. He silently remembered it in his heart and continued to type: [Then I'll learn how to make dumplings.]
Xing Xing: [No need, no need! I know how to make dumplings. I'll make them in the future!]
After sending this sentence, Qi Xingchen suddenly realized that there was a problem with his expression.
Now, he and Bai Ye rarely spent time together. Even if they did meet, they would go to the hotel. And making dumplings was only suitable for a home with all the necessary tools.
He said that as if he could live with Bai Ye.
Qi Xingchen quickly corrected: [Also, it doesn't seem normal to buy noodles and meat at the hotel. If you want to eat, just order takeout.]
[Moon]: [No need to buy. I have meat and noodles at home.]
… Home?
What did that mean?
Qi Xingchen was a little confused.
Seeing that the little fan didn't reply for a long time, Bai Ye read through his message and found that there was something unclear. He explained: [When I said "home", I meant my own house, not my parents'. You don't have to be afraid.]
Xing Xing: [… Your own house …]
[Moon]: [Yes, I have renovated houses in several cities. You can just move in when the time comes. I'll prepare the daily necessities for you in advance.]
After sending this message, the little fan didn't reply for a long time. Bai Ye sighed inwardly: [If you don't want to live with me, I'll learn how to cook first. I'll give you a bag when I have the chance.]
Qi Xingchen: "!!!"
How could he not want to live with Bai Ye?!
He just … didn't dare to believe it.
Afraid that Bai Ye would really think that he didn't want to live with him, Qi Xingchen stopped watching TV, drinking fruit juice, and the candy in his hand were no longer sweet. He lowered his head and typed: [Yes!!! I want!!!]
Looking at the screen full of exclamation marks, Bai Ye couldn't help but laugh: [Okay, I'll get the housekeeper to tidy up. When you're done, you can come over anytime.]
Xing Xing: [But … can we really live together?]
[Moon]: [Of course, we've already made it public, idiot.]
Happiness came too suddenly. Qi Xingchen stared at the screen and just smiled foolishly without saying anything. Just then, Bai Ye suddenly remembered something: [Oh right, are you free on the third day of Chinese New Year?]
[Xing Xing]: [Yes, why?]
Bo: [My parents want to meet you.]
After a pause, Bai Ye added: [They don't mean any harm. They're just anxious to see what their other son is like.]
Bo: [If you don't want to come, or if you want to stay at home with your family, it's fine. I'll let them wait.]
Bo: [Did they scare you? Sorry, they've always wanted another child, so they were very excited when they found out that I'm in a relationship. They keep asking me questions.]
Bo: [But they respect your opinion. They'll do it for your convenience.]
Bai Ye always sent short messages. It was rare for him to send one message after another. From the six consecutive messages, Qi Xingchen could feel how much Bai Ye cared about him and how much he respected him.
Two months ago, Bai Ye mentioned bringing him home to meet his parents. At that time, he was afraid that his parents wouldn't accept a same-sex relationship, so he didn't agree.
But now, how could he bear to reject Bai Ye?
He agreed: [Okay, I'll look for you on the third day of Chinese New Year.]
[Moon]: [Okay, I'll book a plane ticket for you.]
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Bai Ye's parents lived in the provincial capital of the neighboring province. After finalizing the time and other matters, the host of the Spring Festival Gala started the countdown.
Seeing that his father, brother, and sister were all staring at the television, Qi Xingchen put his phone aside and counted down with his family. "Five, four, three, two, one …"
When the bell rang, his family turned to him and said in unison, "Xing Xing, Happy Chinese New Year!"
"Dad, Brother, Sis, Happy New Year!" Qi Xingchen's eyes curved into crescents as he smiled.
His family said in unison, "Xing Xing, sit here and don't move!" After saying that, they all ran away.
Qi Xingchen: "…"
What were they doing?
However, Xing Xing was a good boy. His father told him not to move, so he really didn't move. He thought about how he hadn't opened for business for a long time. If he didn't say something, his Weibo might become weedy. He took out his phone and thought for a moment before typing:
— — Qi Xingchen: I wish all Xing Guang a happy Chinese New Year, peace, and smoothness [Heart]
Now that the number of fans was much more than before, the number of comments instantly exceeded 100. He wanted to see what the fans were saying, but at this moment, a small hand holding a red packet reached out in front of his eyes, blocking his view.
Qi Yuji smiled and said, "Xing Xing, your New Year's money."
Then, Qi Yunxiao came over and handed him a red packet. "Xing Xing, your New Year's money."
"You —" Seeing that his son and daughter were faster than him, Grandpa Qi panicked and rushed downstairs. "Xing Xing, your New Year's money."
Qi Xingchen: "…"
He was already in his twenties. How could he be qualified to receive New Year's money?
The Qi family's money didn't grow on trees. He didn't want his family to always spend money on him. Fortunately, the three red packets in front of him looked thin. They were about 300 to 500 yuan, so he accepted them all.
However, when he opened the first red packet, things seemed to be different from what he had imagined.
It wasn't money inside … It was a bank card.
When he opened the second red packet, it was also a bank card.
The third red packet was also a bank card.
These three bank cards were the same — private bank wealth diamond cards. The only difference was that they came from three banks.
According to Qi Xingchen's understanding, to upgrade a card to a diamond wealth card, it wasn't as simple as saving 800,000 to 800,000 yuan. It had to be at least 3 million yuan. This New Year's money was too much. He was prepared to ask his family to exchange the card for thousands of yuan in cash.
However, just as he was about to speak, Father Qi glared at Qi Yuji. "Why are you doing the same as me?"
"… How would I know that you would give out cards?" Qi Yuji was unhappy. "If you want to blame someone, blame Big Brother for not discussing it with us first."
Qi Yunxiao felt wronged. "Last month, I said that I wanted to give Xing Xing more money this year. You should be able to guess what I want to give, right?"
Father Qi snorted. "I don't have time to listen to you talk every day."
Qi Yuji: "Isn't that so? Besides … "
Qi Xingchen watched as his family's argument became more and more intense. A good gift of New Year's money had turned into a quarrel. He immediately put away the three cards and said with a sweet smile, "Thank you Dad, Big Brother, and Big Sister for the New Year's money. I really like it!"
The arguing finally died down.
After the top mediator Qi Xingchen mediated the conflict, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to cook dumplings. On the way, he heard his phone vibrate twice. He thought that it was a new year message from the operator and didn't take it to heart.
When the dumplings were all in the pot and he was waiting for the first cold water, he remembered that he didn't have time to look at the comments and opened Weibo again.
He was pleasantly surprised to see that Bai Ye had also posted a new year's greeting three minutes ago.
— — Bai Ye: I wish all Ye Tian and Xing Guang a happy new year, peace, and success [Heart]
… The format and suffix were exactly the same as his, except that there was an additional word.
It was the first time that Qi Xingchen was secretly showing off his love in public. He couldn't help but blush.
He pursed his lips and opened the comment section below.
[Yo, Brother Ye is trying to please his family so soon?]
[Sisters, do you smell it? This is the sour smell of love.]
[It's the New Year and you're still abusing the single person. You have no conscience!]
[How much does Brother Ye like Little Seven? He even put aside his pride to post a little red heart emoji.]
When Qi Xingchen saw the last line, he couldn't help but laugh.
Bai Ye had indeed never posted such a soft and cute emoji before.
After scrolling through Bai Ye's comment section, Qi Xingchen returned to his own comment section. He saw that Ye Tian and Xing Guang were in a mess and he couldn't tell who was who.
[The spring breeze told me in my dream that the first thing it did when it arrived in the human world was to kiss your face. The second thing it did was to dye the branches and leaves green. Bai Ye Milky Way Station wishes Qi Xingchen a happy new year and continuous promotion.]
[The world is in turmoil and chaos. Only you can withstand the long years. Bai Ye Wildfire Station wishes Qi Xingchen a happy new year and all your wishes come true.]
[F * ck, my family is too good at flattering. Seeing their congratulatory message, I'm suddenly very honored to be fat four.]
Bai Ye had more than a thousand websites of all sizes. The Milky Way and Wildfire Station floating in the comment section were two of the largest. Qi Xingchen thought to himself, 'Don't be surprised. Flattering is a necessary skill for every Ye Tian.'
For example, he himself had already perfected the art of flattery to the point of perfection.
He continued scrolling through the comments proudly.
[Sisters, have you seen Brother Ye's Weibo? He's so considerate. I'm a mommy fan and I kind of want to agree to this marriage.]
[Mommy fans have some ambition. He can bribe you with just one sentence. I really want to know how much money Brother Ye gave Star Cub during the New Year. If it's less, our sister fans won't agree.]
[Same here. You can't take away our Xing Guang just by opening and closing your mouth. You have to show some actual actions.]
[Uh, with Brother Ye's cold personality, maybe he didn't give you any New Year's money.]
Bai Ye's New Year's money … Qi Xingchen was stunned. He really didn't pay attention.
He switched to WeChat. The last message was a "Happy New Year" emoji sent to him by Bai Ye. After that, it was blank. He didn't see any red packets or WeChat transfers.
… It seemed like Bai Ye really didn't give him any.
He didn't care about this at first, but after the fans finished talking, he looked at the empty chat history and felt a little disappointed.
The dumpling water boiled for the first time. He absent-mindedly poured cold water into it. After pouring a pot, he suddenly remembered the text message notification that he had ignored just now.
With a hint of hope, he opened the text message.
[00: 00: 01, Bai Ye sent you an interbank transfer of 5 …]
Qi Xingchen, "!!!"
Ahhh, Bai Ye gave him New Year's money! Bai Ye gave him New Year's money!
The sense of urgency to prove to his fans surpassed everything else. He didn't pay attention to the number and quickly used Meitu to mosaic out the other messages. He uploaded the picture, attached the text, and transferred it to the fans in one go.
— — Qi Xingchen: Thank you, Brother Ye, for the New Year's money [Picture]
The "sincerity" that they wanted was here. Xing Guang's fans quickly clicked on the picture and followed the string of numbers with their fingers, counting from the last digit to the front.
One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand … 5.21314, 5201314 Chinese New Year's money.
Xing Guang: Oh. Very good. We agree to this marriage. [Smile]
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