The Daily Life of Being the Campus Idol's Fake Boyfriend

Ling Ke sat restlessly in the back row of the multi-purpose hall, watching the impromptu pairings of gifted scholars and beauties perform one after another. The well-coordinated performances were applauded, and the messy ones were embarrassing.

The host of the talent show also announces the results on the spot. Those who perform poorly will not be given a second chance and will be eliminated directly. It is embarrassingly cruel.

There was a temporary pair of men and women performing singing and speeches, but the girl among them was not good enough and frequently made mistakes that hindered the boy. When the host announced the result that they were eliminated together, the boy protested unbearably: "I don't think this is right. fair!"

The host who was called "Teacher Wang" by Jiang Ying asked, "Where is it unfair?"

The boy said angrily, "I can do better with another person."

The girl also felt very guilty, drooping her head, almost crying in pain.

The students were whispering in the audience, as if they were all sympathetic to the boy who was imprisoned. Unexpectedly, Teacher Wang asked a young host next to him to come on stage and talk to the girl who was about to cry. While interviewing Ling Ke, Li Xuan rushed to the bathroom temporarily.

Li Xuan came to the stage and said to the girls: "Don't be nervous, let's talk casually."

She was quite restrained at first, but after being guided by Li Xuan for a while, she slowly relaxed. The two teased each other, and they actually spoke in a decent way.

In less than 5 minutes, Li Xuan came down, and the boy next to him stood there watching the whole process with envy and embarrassment, but the trial against him was not over yet.

Teacher Wang tapped the table with a pen, looked at him with a half-smile and said, "See? The host is not a stage for a personal show, but to pay attention to collocation. Your partner made a mistake. Not only are you incapable of saving the scene, you also have to pay attention to it." Let the other party be embarrassed and panicked, do you think this brings out your excellence? No, this just exposes your relatively self-centered shortcomings, which is why we eliminated you, is there any problem?"

The eldest among the people present was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Hearing Mr. Wang's harsh comments, he was shocked.

They are all talented. They are either the apples of the eye in their families or the darlings of the school. To be selected means that they are dragons and phoenixes. How could they ever suffer such kind of disrespect?

The boy's face turned red and pale, and he ran off the stage in a fit of anger, slammed the door and left without looking back.

Teacher Wang shook his head and sighed: "You are not polite at all, you are spoiled."

At this moment, Ling Ke heard some girls in the first few rows whispering.

He turned his head and saw that after the boy ran out, another one came in just outside.

The man was dressed in casual attire, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding a violin. After entering the door, he glanced around indifferently.

Ling Ke was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing the other party's face clearly, he froze in a daze!

...Qi Feng?

The girls whispered because he was very handsome. Even though all the people present here were one-in-a-million handsome men and women, they were still compared to him—not only because of his appearance, but also because of his temperament.

People who have never experienced anything will always have some stage fright when facing a group of strangers. For example, Ling Ke, from the moment he stepped into the TV station, his spirit has been in a state of tension. Instinctively stiff all over, unable to let go of hands and feet.

But the boy who just came in didn't. He was very calm, he was watched by so many people, and he didn't show the slightest expression of embarrassment. For this reason, everyone felt a sense of oppression in their hearts that "a strong competitor is coming".

Compared to them, Ling Ke was even more surprised. He opened his mouth slightly, his eyes fixed on the familiar figure at the door.

It was indeed Qi Feng. Although we hadn't seen each other for a year and a half, in the past four months, Ling Ke had infiltrated "Feng の Isle" more than once to spy on the screen. After a while, he became more and more handsome.

There are many people who look alike in this world, but Ling Ke never believes that there is another one who looks like Qi Feng.

Jiang Ying stood up and beckoned Qi Feng to sit beside her.

This scene seemed to answer some people's doubts, and the whispers in the auditorium became more serious, because in their eyes, this was obviously another guy who came in through background connections.

The poor boy who was eliminated just now was completely forgotten by everyone because of Qi Feng's appearance in less than a minute.

The selection teacher cleared his throat, made everyone quiet, and called the next group to come on stage.

The selection table was in the first row, and there was no obstacle in front of it. Qi Feng leaned the violin to the side, stretched his long legs lazily with his arms crossed, and casually watched the next performance.

Ling Ke sat at the back, both happy and nervous, and at the same time couldn't help wondering why Qi Feng appeared here.

Is he also here for this event?Yes, he can play the piano...but why is he here now?

Linked to Jiang Ying's attitude towards him just now, Ling Ke thought wildly, could it be that he and Teacher Jiang knew each other?So, did Jiang Ying keep her because she wanted Qi Feng to partner with her?Both play the piano, four hands?

... No, Ling Ke suddenly realized that Qi Feng seemed to have come in with a violin just now!

He looked at the other person's back with a look of shock, Qi Feng can play the violin?

As far as he knows, Qi Feng already knows all kinds of weird sports, plus painting, Go and poetry writing, plus the piano, and now the violin... Fuck, how could this person have time to learn such a thing? many things?

This, this is too fucking awesome!

Thinking of the possibility of performing with Qi Feng later, Ling Ke's heart was pounding.

...Can Qi Feng recognize him?

He touched his nose subconsciously. To be honest, he hasn't changed much in the past year and a half.

Junior high school is at the age of growth, no matter the men and women around Ling Ke, they almost change every day. There is even a boy in his class who grows a lot in a month, growing faster than a bamboo shoot.However, Ling Ke's puberty period has not come for a long time. Since graduating from elementary school, he has only grown three centimeters taller.

Thinking of this, he was inexplicably a little annoyed.

There were not many people left, and after another [-] minutes or so, everyone's impromptu performance review and selection was over.

Except for Ling Ke.

Then Teacher Wang turned around and called out, "Where's the student who was left alone? You come up."

Ling Ke slowly walked towards the front desk amidst all the gazes. He didn't dare to look directly at Qi Feng, but he caught a glimpse of Qi Feng getting up with Jiang Ying from the corner of his eye, and he was convinced that the two had a close relationship.

Ling Ke came in front of them, he was still thinking wildly a few seconds ago, what would he do if Qi Feng recognized him, should he take the initiative to introduce himself to Qi Feng before then...

But when he raised his head, what he met was Qi Feng's completely unfamiliar eyes.

Yes, it was as if the other party was seeing him for the first time, and there was no trace of hesitation, curiosity, or even a look in his eyes.

Ling Ke felt as if someone had poured cold water on his head, and his original expectations and anxiety were completely washed away.

——Qi Feng, sure enough, he has already forgotten him.

Although he had this kind of psychological preparation, when faced with this kind of development, Ling Ke still had a little difficulty accepting it.

Especially after he was nervous for a long time whether Qi Feng would recognize him, this feeling of being at a loss became even stronger.

Ling Ke stood in front of Qi Feng blankly, and heard Jiang Ying say, "Come on, you two have a piano and a violin, and you can improvise a song, whatever you want, and I'll give you three minutes to prepare."

Qi Feng didn't talk nonsense to Ling Ke, he directly grabbed the violin next to him, gave him a look on the stage, and turned around first.

This reaction is also different from Qi Feng's first impression on Ling Ke. The Qi Feng in Ling Ke's memory is very enthusiastic, giving people a feeling of warm summer sun, but the Qi Feng in front of him is cold, as if this A year and a half has completely changed me.

But it's not only Qi Feng's attitude that angers people the most, but also the height of the other party.

Ling Ke had seen the photos, and could vaguely see that Qi Feng was growing taller, but he didn't really feel the difference brought about by different growth rates until he stood in front of the other party.

The Qi Feng in front of him is already half a head taller than him!

They were about the same height a year and a half ago...

Now Ling Ke felt that he was not only a dwarf psychologically, but also inferior physically.

There was a piano on the stage, so Ling Ke went around and sat down in front of the piano bench, tilting his head and looking at Qi Feng with the same indifferent eyes.

He knew that his attitude was influenced by the other party, but he couldn't stop the inexplicable anger in his heart.

Qi Feng didn't care, and asked him: "What are you playing?"

The boy's voice had a hint of hoarseness unique to the voice-changing period.

Ling Ke couldn't help lowering his voice deliberately, and said, "Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata"."

Qi Feng nodded, put the violin on his shoulders and neck, and said: "Then play it, I will make music for you."

The routine tone made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

Ling Ke raised his hand, took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and pressed the keys.

The soothing melody slowly flowed out with the dancing of the ten fingers, and after a while, Qi Feng's violin sound also intervened. Ling Ke was startled by the sudden matching, and became nervous, and played a wrong note.

Qi Feng also stopped immediately, looked at him expressionlessly, and said, "Do it again?"

Ling Ke's face became slightly hot, and he didn't dare to be distracted.

Starting from the beginning, Qi Feng still played the violin in the same place, like slowly pouring coffee into milk, blending in naturally...

Ling Ke found it strange that this was the first time he played the piano with someone beside him to make music, and it sounded surprisingly good.

But this bright mood was quickly suppressed by Ling Ke's inner depression.

Displeased, really displeased.

Qi Feng doesn't remember him anymore, so why is he the only one who can't forget him?

Damn... like an idiot.

He was suddenly very glad that he didn't recognize Qi Feng on QQ, and he was also glad that he didn't call the other party's name rashly.

The harmonious piano sound continued, but Ling Ke was in a state of disarray.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but in the next second, he flicked his wrist and changed the tune without noticing Qi Feng.

Qi Feng suddenly stopped the strings, stared at Ling Ke blankly, and after listening to it for a while, asked uncertainly, "Chopin's..."Improvisational Fantasia"?"

Ling Ke raised his eyebrows, admiring Qi Feng's hearing, but he was not surprised when he thought that the other party also learned piano.

This is an amateur level [-] repertoire. Four months ago, Ling Ke practiced it at home dozens of times a day.

The beginning of "Fantasia Impromptu" is the climax, and high-level playing skills such as tremolo, arpeggios and big jumps spanning several octaves allow him to vent his emotions on the keys without restraint.

While playing, he tilted his head and glanced at Qi Feng, with a very childish provocation in his eyes.

——Come on, can you still keep up with this piece?

—Didn’t you forget me?

——I'll pretend not to know you too!Never seen you before!

Qi Feng raised his eyebrows, set up the strings, and started chasing Ling Ke's music.

Ling Ke panicked, as if he was in a hurry to get rid of the opponent, he played faster and faster.

Qi Feng gave up following every little beat, and chose long notes, covering the beating notes like a piece of silk, and followed him closely. In less than a moment, the sounds of the two pianos successfully merged Together.

Ling Ke's heart was beating wildly, he was both excited and panicked, and also had an inescapable sense of frustration.

Why Qi Feng knows everything, why is there such a perfect person in the world...

But at this point, he can no longer be willful, because he can't stop, his whole body seems to be completely wrapped by Qi Feng, and he can only follow Qi Feng forward, forward... forgetting where he is, forgetting What I was playing, I just instinctively sank into this seamless ensemble.

Slowly, calm down.

I don't know whether it was the sound of the piano that healed him, or Qi Feng's cooperation.

He even wanted to shed tears for this kind of tacit understanding that didn't require any prior discussion.

Like a hang glider, after a storm...

Come down slowly and steadily.

Ling Ke was covered in a thin layer of sweat, his brain was buzzing, and his fingers were still trembling involuntarily from playing too much.

At the end of the singing was Qi Feng's tail, and the other party also showed off a skill, coordinating with his body leaning forward and backward, his posture was insanely handsome.

Putting down the strings, his breathing was also a little short. Looking at Ling Ke beside him, whose chest was also slightly heaving, Qi Feng raised the corners of his lips, and said, "You play pretty well."

Ling Ke: "..."

After a period of silence, there was a burst of applause from the audience. No matter whether they had a "backstage" or not, they had conquered everyone with their strength and perfect cooperation.

Jiang Ying and the other presenters looked at each other, as if they had reached a consensus, she stood up and looked at them with a smile, then clapped and said, "It's ok, very good."

Unexpectedly, after Jiang Ying finished speaking, Ling Ke suddenly stood up and faced her, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I choose...abstain from this election."

【Interlude】

Ling Ke: "I also want to pretend that I don't know you!"

Qi Yu: "???"