The actor is always coveting me

The reflex arc was lengthened by the singing and screaming. Shen Ji looked at the dazzling heavenly king on the stage, was startled for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses, his lips moved: "...envy."

"Envy is useless."

The singing, accompaniment, and shouts in the venue were intertwined, and the voices were full of people. Fu Zaitong got closer again, and said in a serious tone: "Look there, is it dazzling? Do you want it?"

Shen Ji panicked: "I..."

Fu Zaitong interrupted Shen Ji's words unhurriedly, but very forcefully: "Even a child knows that if you want something, you have to go up and grab it, otherwise you can only sit here and look up for the rest of your life."

Shen Ji fell silent.

"I'll tell you a story."

In this noisy place, Fu Zaitong really told a story.

He said that once upon a time there was a man who was very talented in singing, dreamed of being on stage, and wanted to let everyone hear his singing.

But one day he encountered a misfortune and his younger brother had an accident. He felt that it was because he insisted on pursuing his dream that his younger brother would be like this, so he got into the horns of a dead end. Although he still had the ability, he gave up the stage and hid in the dark to watch other people's performances. concert.

His talent has declined like this, and he also forgot that he can sing. When he grows old, it is too late to regret.

Because there is only one life.

So he regretted and regretted and regretted to death.

Shen Ji: "..."

Shen Ji was silent for a while: "My dad told you?"

"Well, almost, combined with a little speculation," Fu Zaitong said seriously, "This story is adapted from the real experience of a chicken, we can call it the story of a chicken."

It's not straight anymore.Shen Ji was so angry that he forgot to keep a distance, and gave him a black face.

"Ouch," Fu Zaitong pretended to cover his chest, "You beat me up for telling you a story, little white-eyed wolf."

Seeing that Shen Ji lowered his eyelashes, as if he was thinking about something, he pinched the back of his neck: "You guys are going to participate in the platter concert hosted by Zhi Shi next month."

Shen Ji was startled: "How do you know?"

Zhishi belongs to Liqiao Group. Liqiao is one of the largest large groups in China. Of course, the company under its umbrella cannot lose face when hosting activities. Relatively, the confidentiality is much higher than that of ordinary companies.

The list hasn't been announced yet, and Fu Zaitong doesn't seem like someone who will pay attention to these.

Fu Zaitong was vague: "I have a friend over there, so I know a little bit. Well, I want to say, there is a stage soon, Shen Xiaoji, you have to continue to escape, and be the one in the story who regrets to death... umm , chicken, or when..."

He raised his chin and signaled Shen Ji to watch the stage.

The stage was reaching a climax, the heavenly king bathed in lights and eyes seemed to descend from a god, and the screams of countless fans came wave after wave.

The sound of singing lingers in the huge venue.

Fu Zaitong asked with a smile: "Or do you want to be the one who sings on stage?"

Shen Ji clenched his fists.

Fu Zaitong stroked his soft hair: "I'll tell you another story."

Shen Ji looked at him blankly.

"He is also a child. He has admired his elder brother since he was a child. He thinks that his singing voice is the most beautiful in the world. He hopes that his elder brother can stick to his dream." Fu Zaitong almost rested his head on Shen Ji's neck, his voice was deep and his breath was warm, "But a car accident left him in the dark. He fell asleep for several years, but when he woke up, he found that his brother had been stuck in a dead end for the past few years, and hadn't made any progress. He even almost gave up his dream of music—what do you think he would think? "

Fu Zaitong's voice suddenly turned cold: "If it were me, I would throw that brother into the water to wake him up."

Shen Ji's drooping eyelashes trembled, and he slowly raised his eyes: "Then what do you think my brother will think?"

Facing those reddish eyes, Fu Zaitong immediately dissipated the anger that hated him, his movements softened, and he patted his head lightly: "I will definitely think, 'Brother, why didn't you keep the agreement? Waiting to wake up to watch your concert, sit in the best seat and be proud of you, but you actually said give up and give up'."

"Shen Xiaoji, most people who stick to their horns are not thinking of others, but only thinking of themselves, 'It's all my fault, I shouldn't be like this' 'If I didn't, he wouldn't be like that'." Fu Zaitong said deeply The look in the eyes is still gentle, "but why don't you change the angle and think about it, what will your brother think when he sees you like this? Didn't your father say that Xiaoling hopes to see his brother hold a concert the most, and he likes to hear his brother sing the most?" Well, you shouldn't be responsible for that car accident, you didn't do anything wrong."

Shen Ji's heart trembled.

It was not because of Fu Zaitong's eloquent persuasion, but because of the last sentence, which happened to touch his heart.

Over the years, no one has said to him, "You should not be responsible for that car accident, you have nothing to do with it."

On the contrary, Shen Jiangyuan's first words when he woke up were: "It's all your fault."

Although Shen Jiangyuan apologized later, Shen Ji was only 17 years old at that time, and he was at a loss, as if the world was falling down.

He took a deep breath: "Let me think about it again."

"Think hard, don't worry," Fu Zaitong smiled, "After the performance, Chen Xingbai will be waiting for you backstage. You can see him if you want to. If you don't want to see him, just call brother and take you to eat delicious food."

After speaking, he sat back in his seat and lazily watched the performance on the stage.

Because of Fu Zaitong's call, Shen Ji didn't pay much attention to the stage in the second half.

After the concert's original repertoire was sung, the whole venue was full of "Encore Encore".

Chen Xingbai didn't refuse either. He held up the microphone, smiled modestly, and glanced at the seat below - he could vaguely see the person sitting next to Fu Zaitong.

"Before I sing, I would like to introduce a song to you, which was written by me and a friend before." Chen Xingbai looked away, "We are both teachers and friends. He is the most talented apprentice I have ever met. Unfortunately, we Lost contact for a long time, he used to say his dream is a stage, now..."

All the fans subconsciously held their breath.

Chen Xingbai suddenly lowered his face: "Now that I have found someone, I will wait for him to sing by himself. You don't think I'm going to sing that song, do you? No, no, no."

Fans: "..." I'm sorry.

Shen Ji: "..." I really owe it to you.

Fu Zaitong was gearing up next to him, grinding his teeth: "If he dares to sing, I'll knock him down."

A song came to an end soon, and no matter how reluctant the fans were, the concert should also end.

Fu Zaitong glanced at Shen Ji: "Have you thought about it?"

Shen Ji pursed her lips and nodded.

Fu Zaitong smiled with satisfaction, and took him for a stroll backstage.Seeing Fu Zaitong, the staff did not stop him, and the journey went unimpeded.

Chen Xingbai had already reached the lounge first, Shen Ji thought he was the one who was going in, but found that Fu Zaitong also followed in, feeling a little confused.

Chen Xingbai was holding a cup to drink water, when he heard footsteps, he turned his head, his gaze first slid over Shen Ji, and then at Fu Zaitong, he clicked his tongue, "Why are you following me?"

"Hush," Fu Zaitong sat down on the sofa, "I'm just a background tree, you say what you want."

"..." Chen Xingbai immediately rolled his eyes, "Fuck you, I don't want you if you watch so closely."

Shen Ji watched him approaching slightly nervously, and silently moved toward Fu Zaitong.

Chen Xingbai looked him up and down, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, last time we met, we kept it a secret, even the friend application was not approved!"

Shen Ji: "...passed 3 minutes ago."

"Is this the point?" Chen Xingbai was happy and angry at the same time, pointing, "tell me clearly, why did you run away in the first place? Contact me all the time, and still want to lie to me, can you lie to me!"

Shen Ji thought for a while, and his face was heavy: "I'm sorry, I lost my memory."

Chen Xingbai, who was flaring his teeth and claws, froze for a moment, frowned slightly, observing his expression: "Really? Then you remember now?"

Fu Zaitong almost spit out his mouthful of water.

Unexpectedly, this could also deceive people, Shen Ji looked at him in surprise, patted Fu Zaitong on the back, covered his lips and coughed dryly: "...it's fake."

Chen Xingbai immediately began to bark his teeth and claws again.

Shen Ji rubbed his forehead.

Chen Xingbai is a very good master, he taught him a lot back then.

Apart from talking too much and being a bit of a middle school student, there is nothing wrong with it.

When Chen Xingbai calmed down, the water was almost cold.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye." After Shen Ji apologized, he answered a question that everyone except Fu Zaitong had asked, "To be exact, I almost quit the competition with money back then."

Chen Xingbai frowned: "Is it because...your brother and your father need money for a car accident?"

Shen Ji nodded: "I need it very much." He lowered his head, staring at the cup filled with hot water and smoke curling up in his hand, "It just so happened that that person came up again. I thought about it all night, but I didn't want it. In the most urgent time, there is An old friend I haven't seen in a long time contacted me and gave me a sum of money."

Facing the gazes of the two people in the room, he twitched the pale corners of his lips: "It's my mother, who reappeared after nine full years of disappearance. She remarried, married a rich man, and gave me this money. If you want me to take Xiaoling there, don't worry about my father's life."

Of course Shen Ji refused.

His reply was: "I will pay back the money, including the principal with interest, and return it to you exactly."

His withdrawal was not due to receiving money, but because he was tired of traveling around during that time, and he had psychological problems.

At that time, he didn't realize that his psychological problems were serious, and it didn't matter if he thought about signing a contract with the record company.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I looked at the dark heads in the audience, I would be so frightened that I couldn't hold the microphone steadily.

Chen Xingbai opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He was pampered since he was a child, and even in the years when he fell out with his family, he had enough money to live happily. He never knew that money was a mountain that could crush people, and he never experienced this kind of pain.

On the contrary, Fu Zaitong leaned over and patted Shen Ji's shoulder lightly: "Then do you still want to sing now?"

Shen Ji blinked hard, nodded: "I think."

Fu Zaitong hooked his lips, and slowly rubbed his hair, with a mellow and gentle voice: "Good boy."

Chen Xingbai suddenly felt like a sparkling [-]kW light bulb.

He coughed twice, and drew Shen Ji's attention back: "Xiao Ji, since you still want to sing, you might as well join my company."

Shen Ji was stunned: "What?"

"A few years ago, I set up a company by myself," Chen Xingbai rubbed his nose, "but my vision is quite picky... I didn't sign anyone, and you met my requirements. I remember you are in a group now? "

Some powerful celebrities have prejudices against idol groups, as soon as Chen Xingbai opened his mouth, Shen Ji smelled that smell.

Sure enough, Chen Xingbai's eyes were sincere, and his words were reserved: "It would be a waste if you stayed inside. Being a singer might be more suitable for your development. Do you want to..."

"No need." Shen Ji's tone was inevitably a little cold, "Senior Chen, thank you, I don't have the idea of ​​solo flight yet. My teammates are very capable, and I have been holding back these few years, and they are also holding me."

Chen Xingbai found out that he said something wrong, and couldn't bear to apologize, so he sighed: "Well, if you change your mind, you can come to me at any time."

Fu Zaitong leaned on the side to watch the show, and lightly pulled Shen Ji's braid along the way: "Don't be angry with him, he's just a dog."

Chen Xingbai: "Get lost."

That's all there is to say, Fu Zaitong had enough of the background board, stood up and loosely embraced Shen Ji's shoulders, and raised his hand: "Then we'll get out first, goodbye."

This day, the temperature has dropped, and we talked for a long time in the lounge, and when we came out, the venue was already quiet, only the logistics staff were left.

The two of them didn't have dinner, and when they came out, they were slapped in the face by the cold wind, and Shen Ji felt hungry.

He quietly glanced at Fu Zaitong beside him, and carefully looked away.

It feels amazing.

Fu Zaitong actually relieved him all night, hoping that he would continue to pursue his music dream.

...Is his Bai Yueguang also a singer?

He turned his eyes away, not wanting to admit that he was a little jealous of that Bai Yueguang whom he had never met before.

The considerate Fu Zaitong is a creature that even straight men can't resist.

Fu Zaitong was so keen, he immediately noticed his sneaky sizing, narrowed his eyes and pulled the hair on his cheek: "Why are you peeking at me?"

"...Brother," Shen Ji quickly stopped his wandering thoughts, afraid that Fu Zaitong would notice something, smiled shyly, and quickly changed the subject, "Take me to eat something delicious."

three hours later.

Shen Ji, who had slept lightly in the car for a while, opened his eyes, stared blankly at the front for a while, and pointed to the single-family villa in front with a wooden face: "What is this?"

Fu Zaitong got out of the car with a natural look, walked around to the passenger seat, and opened the door in a gentlemanly manner: "My home."

The author has something to say: Xiaoji will become a singer in the future. XD There will be no love triangle and forced to quit. Qi Lin's liking for Xiaoji is also a kind of love for idols, such as "xxx married I, I will give you a monkey!"... In this way, there will be no ugly scenes.

感谢在2020-10-2123:21:28~2020-10-2223:25:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Ah Le Xi Bing, Oh Oh Poker, and Mirror Yan 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Senchi; 10 bottles of Jing, Ruanjiu, and Ye; 2 bottles of Lin Qi and shentea; 1 bottle of San;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!