"I … I'm going to the bathroom. You guys go ahead. Don't wait for me."
Qi Xingchen suddenly stood up and left the activity room with his head lowered.
Bai Ye looked at his back and frowned. He continued, "But my face is Xing Xing's position. Brother Yang, you can draw on my hand."
Jung Yuyang opened the pen cap. Bai Ye watched him finish and said, "Wei Qin's face is allergic. Don't play. Have a good rest. Let's go check on the students."
After that, Bai Ye left the activity room and walked towards the bathroom.
The skinny man turned into the practice room and locked the door.
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As expected, Class F was very scattered. Almost every group in the twelve groups had students. Fortunately, Qi Xingchen used the time after the recording to finish learning the remaining four songs. Otherwise, he would not have been able to guide them.
At 10: 30 pm, the students returned to Class F one after another. Qi Xingchen was afraid that they would not be able to keep up if they stayed up late to practice. He prepared porridge and side dishes early and waited at the door. He gave one to each person who came in.
The assistant held the prawn biscuit and said in a muffled voice, "It's so late. The other teachers seem to have left. How long are you going to stay?"
Qi Xingchen did not say that he was going to stay until the end. Otherwise, when it was broadcast, people would definitely think that he was putting on a show.
"Let's see how it goes," he said. "If everyone has no problems, I'll go back to sleep."
However, how could there be no problems in Class F?
After receiving the porridge, no one was in a hurry to eat it. One by one, they sat cross-legged against the wall. Their faces were so sad that it was as if they had not taken the second exam for ten years.
Qi Xingchen was curious. "What's wrong? Tell me."
"… There's nothing to say." Wu Qian lowered his head. "Teacher Xiao Qi, you guessed right. We're dragging the team down."
Qi Xingchen couldn't help but sigh. He thought that by giving them a heads-up, they would feel less depressed. Unfortunately, the children were still shocked.
"Based on the current situation, mourning is the most useless emotion," Qi Xingchen said. "Every second you mourn means you've wasted a second to practice and catch up with the rest of the team. Do you want to waste your time blindly? "
"No!"
"If you don't want to eat, then hurry up and eat!" Qi Xingchen clapped his hands and said sternly, "Hurry up and eat. After eating, get up and train!"
“.....”
The students were spurred on by him. They wolfed down the food and lined up in front of the mirror in high spirits.
Six songs, six different sets of dance moves. In order to show the diversity of the music style, the music arrangement teacher covered almost all the elements of the current songs. Trap, R&B, Blue, Jazz …
In order to match the arrangement of the music, the choreography was even more varied. Before the start of the training, the students of Class F were a little worried.
They were worried that they wouldn't be able to learn, but they were also worried that if they asked a question and Teacher Qi was stunned and recorded by the camera in the practice room, it would have a bad impact on Teacher Qi.
After the first episode of "Time" was released, Qi Xingchen was scolded because of Kevin. They all saw it. Although they hadn't known each other for long, in their hearts, he was already a teacher, a friend, a teacher, and a friend. They respected and liked him.
They didn't want to see him get scolded again, so they asked very carefully.
What made him happy was that when Wu Qian asked him how to sing the chorus, he was able to answer it. When the students asked him how to sing the high notes, he showed them how to sing them. When the two dance moves couldn't be connected, he guided them step by step …
The students of Class F thought, Oh, Teacher Qi isn't just saying. Teacher Qi has practiced for them! Teacher Qi is the best!!!
Everyone's enthusiasm for the practice rose. They abandoned all their scruples and only had one goal in front of them, exerting their strength and sweat.
At one o 'clock in the morning, Wu Qian wiped the waterfall on his face and advised him, "Teacher Qi, we're almost done. You should go back and rest first."
"It's okay. I'm not sleepy."
At two o 'clock in the morning, Wu Qian couldn't help but say again, "Teacher Qi, we've learned everything. We just need to practice. We'll go back to the dormitory after a while. Don't worry about us. Go to sleep. "
"Shut up." Qi Xingchen threw a towel over. "Practice for another half an hour. Everyone go back and rest."
Wu Qian was crying from being flung around. Everyone was laughing at him, but their actions did not stop.
Qi Xingchen looked at these guys and felt a lot calmer. He leaned against the wall to help them count the beats, not daring to let himself be idle.
When he was idle, the scene of Bai Ye agreeing to be punished for Wei Qin would unconsciously replay in his mind.
Even though he knew that Wei Qin needed help for his face allergy in public and in front of the camera, Bai Ye could only choose to agree, whether out of sympathy or friendship.
But he always wanted Bai Ye to be special to him, even more special.
He might … really like Bai Ye.
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After driving with Class F for a few days, the second episode of "My Time" was released.
The main episode lasted three and a half hours, from learning the theme song to the release of the first round of competition tasks. Just like the previous episode, it dominated the weekly number of views on the Internet.
Ever since he offended Kevin last time, Kevin's fans would go to the "Time" topic square or Qi Xingchen's homepage from time to time to scold him.
But after two or three minutes, before the passers-by saw it, the Weibo post would mysteriously disappear, and even the account would be banned for seven days.
Over time, Kevin's fans became rabid. They secretly sharpened their knives, waiting for the second episode of "My Time" to be released so that they could take over the bullet screen and catch Qi Xingchen off guard!
At the same time, Xing Guang had already expected this to happen, so he expanded the anti-defamation team from five teams to ten teams in advance. They gathered 20 minutes before the start of the broadcast to copy anti-defamation and popular science.
Therefore, when the second episode was released, in addition to a large number of night sky comments, the bullet screen instantly became a battlefield between Xing Guang and K's fans!
[Mirror mirror mirror, tell me, will Brother Ye become my husband?]
[Sister, you're dreaming. Brother Ye and I have already registered our marriage, hehe. But recently, I realized that little brother No. 7 is not bad. Why don't I commit the crime of bigamy?]
[Xing Guang's observer's evaluation is unfair. Resources are biased towards Nuoya Entertainment. Kevin's ability is obvious to all, but he's only a B-level Qi Xingchen. Qi Xingchen has no competitive spirit. Get out of "My Time"!]
[Qi Xingchen has no competitive spirit. Get out of "My Time"!]
[Qi Xingchen has no competitive spirit. Get out of "My Time"!]
After a large number of K's fans flooded the screen, Xing Guang's popular science explanation and clarification followed.
From time to time, night sky, who had enjoyed the benefits of Qi Xingchen's live broadcast, helped to say a few words. Most of the fans and passers-by held a wait-and-see attitude, watching the show while watching the two sides fight.
Soon, the content of the performance trainees' hard work was over, and they entered the acceptance segment of the theme song.
Han Qing was the first to appear. After watching, the passers-by said:
[Xing Guang's observer's evaluation is good. This little brother is very good.]
[He's a little silly and cute. I'm a fan!]
Ke Ke from Class F appeared and confessed to Teacher Little Qi. After watching, the passers-by said:
[I can feel that Class F has deep feelings for Qi Xingchen.]
[I cried when Little Seven said those words. He's so warm. 1551]
[He scolded them sternly before the practice and comforted them carefully after the acceptance. Xing Guang put in a lot of effort.]
[It's a blessing for Class F to be able to meet such a mentor:)]
When it was time for Kevin to appear, K's fans were ready to fight the hardest. Xing Guang was ready to fight back the most tiring criticism. The passers-by and other fans were ready to eat the sweetest melon. Hundreds of millions of viewers were ready —
Kevin sang a muffled Chinese theme song.
K's fans: [He's already working very hard to speak Chinese like this! Rap exploded. Risibai!! Qi Xingchen, that college student, probably doesn't understand. Ugh!]
Xing Guang: [Don't use your diploma to attack people.]
Passers-By: [The melon is ripe.]
Kevin insisted that he didn't know that the chorus had changed.
K's fans: [He's new here and has no one to help him. He's super pitiful. Qi Xingchen, that college student, only knows how to take advantage of his Chinese. Ugh!]
Xing Guang: [Don't use your diploma to attack people.]
Passers-By: [The melon can be picked now.]
Qi Xingchen scribbled down a perfect English annotation, then explained to Kevin in fluent English and gave him a rating.
K's fans: […]
Passers-By: [… F * ck, the melon is rotten!]
Xing Guang (hands on hips): [I said, don't use your diploma to attack people! Who dares to say that my brother is uncultured?]
Passers-By & other fans: [I wouldn't dare. Sorry for the disrespect.]
[Even I can't speak English as well as Little Seven!!]
The bullet screen was occupied by more and more praises for Qi Xingchen. K's fans saw that things were not going well and left in a mess. They wanted to save their energy for the next battle!
The bullet screen finally returned to the world of "Hahaha" and "Ahhhh".
However, just as the audience thought that they were going to spend the remaining hour in peace, something even more frightening happened.
When the trainees were being divided into groups, a certain Xing Guang observer who had just started a bloodbath had an extra microphone in his hand.
From afar, it was bright, but from close up, it refracted thousands of beams of light. The curious female audience couldn't help but take screenshots and enlarge them to the maximum to observe and discuss.
[I thought it was a Czech diamond, but it doesn't look like it.]
[Could it be an Arcanite? Even Arcanites don't seem so bright.]
[Well, I want to say that these should be real diamonds, and they are high-quality diamonds with extremely high clarity. I'm a receptionist in a jewelry store and deal with these things every day. My judgment can't be wrong.]
[F * ck, f * ck, f * ck! I wanted to buy a blue diamond for a long time, but I couldn't find one. I didn't expect Little Seven to embed it in his microphone. What a waste! What a waste!]
The male audience who didn't know about diamonds felt their scalps tingle as they watched the female audience speculate.
[Xing Guang observer's microphone. It sounds very expensive.]
[Why don't we go to Weibo and ask? With everyone's wisdom, we can basically figure out how much this microphone costs.]
[We really want to know what kind of life rich people live.]
Soon, Weibo was flooded with screenshots of the microphone. Curiosity was the primary productive force. In less than half an hour, an employee of the diamond appraisal agency gave the answer:
[203 diamonds of 1-2 carat, average market price of 40,000 yuan per piece, total of 8.12 million yuan; 31 diamonds of 2-3 carat, average market price of 100,000 yuan per piece, total of 3.1 million yuan; 22 diamonds of more than 3 carat, average market price of 200,000 yuan per piece, total of 4.4 million yuan; one blue diamond, analyzed to be about 8 carats, auction price starting at 2 million yuan. (Note: the market average price above is calculated by rounding down.)]
A long list of numbers appeared in front of their eyes. The netizens were dizzy and turned on their calculators with weak limbs.
812 310 440 200 = 1762
Unit: 10,000 yuan.
… So, what kind of life was rich people like?
F * ck, a microphone cost 17 million yuan!
F * ck!
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The moment he decided to use the microphone, Qi Xingchen guessed that it would cause a lot of discussion. He obediently locked his phone and tactfully chose not to surf the Internet for the time being.
The next night, it was time for the banquet set by Camilla. Qi Xingchen arranged for Wu Qian to look after the students while he asked for leave to attend the banquet.
For such an occasion, men did not need to dress up too exquisitely. They just needed to be solemn and gentlemanly. The stylist, Jiang Jiang, chose a smoky gray checkered suit. It was a casual style with a slightly tight waist.
He did not wear a tie and a hand-embroidered silk pocket handkerchief was inserted in front of his chest. A rose that had not yet bloomed extended diagonally from the bottom corner of the handkerchief, revealing half a tender and beautiful bud on the side of the pocket. It was as if a drop of blood had dripped onto his clean and pure temperament, adding a bit of brilliance to it.
Jiang Jiang finished tidying up his hair and clicked her tongue. "Little Xing Xing, you can't lose any more weight. If your butt is not perky, you won't look good in a suit. "
"…" Qi Xingchen blushed at her words. He ran out of the hotel and drove to the city center by himself.
It was a private trip, so he did not let An Ran and Old Qin follow him. Anyway, Manager Wu was going today. When he came back, he could ask Manager Wu to send him back.
Camilla chose the banquet to be held at the rooftop garden in S City. She took the sightseeing elevator up. Ka Mier and her husband were standing at the door, greeting the guests.
Seeing Qi Xingchen come over by himself, Ka Mier asked curiously, "Sweetheart, you came alone?"
"It's not convenient for me to bring a female companion. You know that." Qi Xingchen communicated with her in English.
"Yes, I invited some media. I hope it won't cause you any trouble." Ka Mier paused. "Why didn't you come with Wei Qin? I heard that you two are filming in the same program."
"We left the program at different times …" Qi Xingchen could not answer. "I'll go in first."
As one of the main characters of the banquet, Ka Mier asked her husband to personally lead Qi Xingchen into the venue. She opened the curtains. There were food and wine racks around the venue. On the side of the window were tables of different sizes for dinner and rest.
In the center of the venue, there was a three-story stone table. On it, the new products of Après were displayed in order. As the main product, the siren blue bottle was at the top.
Qi Xingchen came later. At this time, there were already more than a dozen groups of men and women standing together, chatting and drinking.
Seeing that Camilla's husband was personally leading a handsome young man, most of the attention was focused on Qi Xingchen.
Camilla's husband was Chinese. He introduced in a low voice, "The two groups standing by the window are media reporters and editor-in-chief of magazines. The tables on the right are mostly Internet celebrities, self-media, and artists. On the left are businessmen, young masters, and socialites. Oh, by the way, there's a man you know, Wei Qin. He's also among them. "
Wei Qin was the son of Appointment Jewelry. He was not among the artists but was automatically listed as a businessman. Qi Xingchen was not surprised.
After all, rich businessmen had a much higher status than artists. In the eyes of many rich businessmen, artists were just playthings.
Qi Xingchen expressed his understanding. Camilla's husband finished his task and left. Qi Xingchen picked up a glass of juice and found a corner with fewer people. He drank while looking for Manager Wu and his wife.
He did not find them. The couple came later than him.
After a while, almost everyone had arrived. Camilla decided not to wait any longer. She first said a few words of courtesy. "Thank you for coming. Please continue to support Après." Then, the Siren's commercial and behind-the-scenes footage were played live, and Qi Xingchen's performance was greatly praised.
Qi Xingchen's face was hot from the praise. He thanked her. Camilla took his arm and smiled as she pulled him down to greet the guests.
After getting drunk last time, he knew that he could not hold his liquor. He only took a small sip each time. After a round, he felt a little dizzy, but his stomach was not uncomfortable. He was clear-headed.
Soon, the Internet celebrities came to ask him to take photos. Qi Xingchen declined, and Camilla followed them to a place with a good view.
Qi Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief.
He did not like to socialize, mainly because he did not know the art of speaking. The more he spoke, the more mistakes he would make. It was better not to speak.
Unfortunately, his peace did not last long. A well-dressed woman raised her glass and walked to him. She smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Qi. I'm the editor-in-chief of Fashion Cosmo Magazine. Why didn't you eat anything? "
Fashion Cosmo was one of the top five fashion magazines in China. The cover was unimaginable. If one could be on its centerfold, it would be a first-class fashion resource.
Qi Xingchen did not read magazines before. He did not know what it meant for the editor-in-chief of Fashion Cosmo to take the initiative to talk to him.
Seeing that the other party was older than him, he quickly replied, "You can call me Xiao Qi. I ate before I came. I'm not too hungry. Thank you for your concern. "
"I thought you were trying to maintain your figure." The editor-in-chief clinked her glass with him. She could not hide the admiration in her eyes. "Your face is in line with the golden ratio. Your head and body ratio are also quite good. You're very suitable for the big screen. Maintain your current figure. You don't need to lose weight. If you lose any more weight, you'll lose your looks. "
Qi Xingchen did not know how to respond to the compliment. He smiled gratefully. At this time, the other editor-in-chief of the magazine, artists, and media people also came over.
They did not have a common language with the rich businessmen. It was more useful to socialize with the industry.
This was Ka Mier's place. For Ka Mier and for Qi Xingchen's stunning appearance in the commercial, everyone could not help but praise him.
"Xiao Qi has good taste. Today's dress is generous and special. Especially the finishing touch, the handkerchief. It's beautiful! "
"I don't know when I can work with Brother Xiao Qi. I want to play your sister, hehe."
"I found that I have a lot of affinity with Xiao Qi. I went to the group interview for 'Heart of the Ocean' last time. Those parrots … Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter."
Qi Xingchen waved his hand. "Brother, don't talk about it. It's too embarrassing."
"Hahahaha, okay, I won't talk about it." The reporter stopped laughing and did not forget to dig for more news. "Then tell me, what's wrong with your microphone?"
Qi Xingchen rolled his eyes and quickly thought about how to respond.
He seemed to be unable to find a better answer than a gift from his family.
He opened his mouth. Suddenly, Wei Qin's voice came from behind. "What are you guys talking about? You're so happy. I can hear your laughter from the stage."
Wei Qin was in the industry. Naturally, he was welcomed by the media. Everyone made way for him and he easily blended in.
With his participation, the media forgot about the microphone in the blink of an eye. Qi Xingchen dodged a bullet.
The circle of people chatted for a few minutes. Qi Xingchen inevitably heard a familiar question. "By the way, Xiao Qi, aren't you and Wei Qin filming 'My Time'? Why didn't you come together? I saw that you guys were playing separately just now. "
Qi Xingchen paused. Although he did not know the identity of the woman who asked the question, it was obvious that she was an entertainment reporter or a self-media person.
The question implied that he was not on good terms with Wei Qin.
Ka Mier held the celebration banquet mainly for publicity. It was not a private matter. The more the news spread, the better.
Therefore, everything that happened at the banquet could be posted on social media. There was no need to keep it a secret.
Qi Xingchen knew that he had to answer carefully. He thought for a few seconds —
Wei Qin spoke first before he could, "I'm here to attend the banquet on behalf of the jewelry company. Before I left, the second young master of the Zhang family invited me. I didn't wait for Xing Xing. After I arrived, the second young master of the Zhang family kept chatting with me. Now he has time to look for you and Xing Xing. Sigh. "
In the end, Wei Qin sighed rather helplessly. Everyone understood in their hearts —
Wei Qin meant that he was going to the banquet as a young master, while Qi Xingchen was going to the banquet as an artist. They were of different levels and had different social circles.
Of course, they could not be in the same frame.
The meaning of this paragraph was too obvious. The media immediately touched the recording pen that they had turned on when they came in. They were going to organize a draft when they got home. They wanted to take advantage of the popularity of the microphone and Wei Qin's rising popularity.
No one noticed that a couple had arrived late. With the gift in hand, she hurried to the venue.
Manager Wu was mainly accompanying his wife. Seeing that his wife had gone to look for Ka Mier, he tidied up his appearance and caught a glimpse of an acquaintance.
Hey, wasn't this their little President Qi?
Hey, wasn't that the young master of the jewelry company, Wei Qin?
Why were they all here?
Manager Wu quickly walked over. Wei Qin saw him first and greeted him with a smile, "Uncle Wu, are you here with Auntie? You're dressed very gentlemanly today. Did you receive the appointment email from my father's assistant? "
Wei Qin's tone was very polite. The media looked at Manager Wu curiously, trying to figure out who this person was.
Manager Wu said awkwardly, "Uh … Thank you, thank you for the compliment. I didn't have time to check my email today. Wait for me to go back and check …"
Speaking of this, he nodded at Wei Qin and then turned to Qi Xingchen. "Little President Qi, why didn't you tell me that you were coming to the banquet?"
Wei Qin was stunned. "… Little President Qi?"
"Yes, don't you know? The diamond mine that you want to cooperate with is under the name of Little President Qi! "
As if struck by lightning, Wei Qin instantly froze in place.
Media: F * ck! They bumped into a piece of news while having a meal! Awesome!
Three minutes later, Sina News:
[The story behind the 17 million handset: Qi Xingchen is actually the owner of a diamond mine in South Africa. He's so rich!]
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The media didn't know the inside story of the appointment with Qi Corporation, so they happily posted the news.
Wei Qin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He barely maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and left with the excuse of going back to Second Young Master Zhang.
Qi Xingchen could guess that he would face a storm of media bombardment. While no one was paying attention, he escaped to Ka Mier and used Ka Mier as a shield.
The good thing was that the media couldn't harass him anymore. The bad thing was that Ka Mier asked him to drink with him again.
After a while, Qi Xingchen started to get a little carried away.
He motioned to Ka Mier to go to the bathroom. Ka Mier nodded in agreement. As he walked to the bathroom, he vaguely felt a gaze following him.
After entering the cubicle, he sat on the toilet lid and massaged his temples to stimulate his brain while taking out his phone to check the time.
He saw that there were 12 missed calls.
Two of them were from An Ran.
The remaining 10 were from Bai Ye.
… Why was he looking for him?
After figuring out his feelings, Qi Xingchen had been looking for opportunities to distance himself from Bai Ye for the past few days. Firstly, he wanted to confirm whether his feelings for Bai Ye were real or fake feelings of dependence brought about by long-term close contact.
Secondly … Bai Ye was a 2D character and the male lead. How could he fall in love with the male lead of a 2D character?!
Qi Xingchen looked at the words "10 missed calls" and his eyes became more and more teary.
"Zizi — Zizi —" Suddenly, the phone in his hand vibrated.
Bai Ye called for the 11th time!
Qi Xingchen was flustered. He didn't know what to do with this person. He subconsciously pressed the answer button.
The male voice he liked sounded from the receiver. "Is the banquet over?"
"No … How did you know?"
"An Ran told me." Bai Ye paused for a moment. "Did you drink?"
"Just a little, not much."
"Mm, okay. Try not to get drunk and go back to the hotel as soon as possible. "
"Got it. Then … I'm hanging up."
"Mm."
After getting an affirmative answer, Qi Xingchen hung up. The smell of alcohol dissipated a little, but his mind was even more muddled.
He suddenly felt bored. He got up and walked out of the bathroom to ask Ka Mier to leave the banquet.
Ka Mier tried to persuade him to stay but failed. He wanted to send him off but was rejected. He walked slowly into the elevator. Just before the elevator door closed, a man squeezed in.
They had met at the banquet. It was one of the rich businessmen. Qi Xingchen ignored him.
Outside the banquet hall, Bai Ye sat in the driver's seat with his elbows on the steering wheel. He looked at the entrance quietly.
For the past few nights, the little fan was not in the room when he delivered milk. Today, he found out from An Ran that the little fan was attending the banquet, so he drove here himself.
He had seen his little fan get drunk twice, so he couldn't be at ease.
Moreover, the little fan was not in a good mood recently. When he practiced, it was like his life depended on it. It was easy to get drunk in this state. If the media caught him drunk, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He tapped the steering wheel again and again to relieve his boredom. Not long after, a familiar figure appeared at the door.
Just as he took out his phone to make a call, he saw a man following closely behind the little fan …
The little fan's footsteps were frantic. It seemed like he was avoiding him.
Qi Xingchen was indeed avoiding the man behind him. As the elevator went down, he felt that the man kept looking at his lower body. It was disgusting.
After they got out of the elevator, the man knew that he would not have a chance to attack him. He reached out his arms to hug him. Fortunately, he was agile. He twisted his body and dodged, running all the way out!
Unfortunately, he was not completely sober. His legs were a little weak. The man was not drunk at all. He ran very fast.
He was only a few steps away from catching up with him!
Qi Xingchen sped up again and ran wildly to the place where he parked his car. The man was getting closer and closer …
A second before his hand was about to grab the hem of his shirt, Qi Xingchen felt his vision go black. Then, there was a "thud" —
The man fell to the ground with a thud, and he screamed incessantly!
Everything happened too fast. Qi Xingchen had no idea what had happened. He looked up blankly.
Bai Ye kicked the man and felt that it was not enough. He added another kick and wrapped Qi Xingchen's head with his jacket.
He whispered, "Don't be afraid. It's safe now. Follow me."
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