The Best Actor and the Non-Captive Canary

Early the next morning, four people sent Wang Le and Chen Mian to the gate of the training camp.

Chen Mian, who knew he was going to be eliminated until this morning when he was packing his luggage, has been holding back without shedding a single tear. When he saw the fans waiting outside the gate in the cold wind, they shouted "Come on" in unison holding a banner with his name Sometimes I burst into tears.This cry even brought Wang Le, who had been holding back his tears for a long time, to cry.

Wang Le rubbed his swollen eyes and said to them: "I don't know if we can meet again after this walk..."

Li Yangxu hugged him with red eyes, and patted him on the back: "Why can't we see each other, we will definitely meet on a bigger stage in the future."

It was also rare for Ling Mu to take the initiative to reach out and hug Chen Mian. After racking his brains, he could only come up with a barely consoling sentence: "I will go to your restaurant for dinner in the future."

Chen Mian, who was crying, couldn't help laughing, he put his arms around Ling Mu and complained, "It's really hard for you. But thank you."

"Chen Mian, you really don't want to sing anymore!" A girl cried and shouted.

The tears that Chen Mian had just withdrawn flowed again. He walked over and said, "If you want to hear a song I sing, you can tell me on Weibo. From now on, I will only sing it for you. In such a cold day, everyone Thank you for your hard work, I will invite you to dinner when my restaurant opens."

The four watched the two cars drive out of sight before walking slowly to the cafeteria.

Li Yangxu suddenly asked, "If you don't make your debut this time, what are your plans for the future?"

Zhao Chengze said without thinking, "My plan is the same as yours."

Li Yangxu laughed and said, "You know what I'm planning, are you just like me?"

"Well, I will plan whatever you want." Zhao Chengze also smiled and said, "It's just like you anyway."

"I really have no idea." Li Yangxu smiled helplessly, then turned to Yuan Lai and Ling Mu, "What about you two?"

Yuan Lai rubbed his red nose, which was blown by the wind, and said, "I'm going back to form a band."

Ling Mu thought for a while, then said lightly, "Maybe I want to be an assistant."

As soon as the words came out, the other three looked at him in horror, and Li Yangxu asked, "Assistant?"

Ling Mu smiled invisibly, and replied: "Well, make an umbrella fan, buy a coffee or something."

Several people were taken aback by his seemingly serious expression, Zhao Chengze said slowly: "...Fortunately, we are about to debut."

A ray of morning light that came in after the curtains were drawn cast a soft filter on Yan Qiujing's face on the hospital bed.As if his eyes were pierced by the sudden light, his long and thick eyelashes trembled a few times, and his brows furrowed involuntarily, but they soon relaxed again.

He looked very gentle when he was asleep, just like how he appeared to the outside world, with a very friendly appearance.The boy cautiously stretched out his hand to touch Yan Qiujing's hand on the side of the bed, but unexpectedly the hand quickly pulled away as soon as it touched his fingertips.

The boy raised his head in astonishment, and was facing the cold eyes of the person on the bed, those eyes were quickly closed again, and when they opened again, the eyes had returned to their usual gentle and distant eyes.

Qiao He stammered: "You, are you awake?"

Yan Qiujing reached out and pressed his temple, and said, "Well, you woke up when you came in, why are you here at this hour? I thought it was a nurse."

Qiao He bit his lower lip and said in a low voice, "I'll come to see you... I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yan Qiujing felt uncomfortable for a while because of the undisguised goodwill in his tone, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, I have nothing to do, thank you for making a special trip."

Qiao He shook his head, and while helping Yan Qiujing get out of the hospital bed, he said, "It's not hard. I brought you breakfast, do you want some?"

Seeing the spoon being fed to his mouth, Yan Qiujing felt a chill in his heart, and immediately sat up straight, took the bowl and said, "I'll do it myself."

Joe and the spoon in his hand were still stuck in the air, a little embarrassed.Yan Qiujing could only act as if he didn't see it, drinking porridge from a bowl.

Qiao He paused with his hands, and quickly asked with normal expression: "How does the porridge taste?" He threw the spoon into the trash can next to the bed without a trace.

"Not bad." Yan Qiujing said.

Qiao He smiled, with a gentle tone: "If you like it, I will do it for you every day."

"Cough," Yan Qiujing heard, a mouthful of porridge choked in his throat and he couldn't swallow it any longer. He coughed and asked, "This...you made it?"

Qiao He leaned closer and patted him on the back, saying, "Yeah, I woke up early in the morning."

Yan Qiujing also followed his movements and leaned forward, dodging the hand on his back that was more suitable for stroking rather than patting, and casually put the bowl on the table, and took the mobile phone from the table .

He ignored Qiao and his somewhat unsightly expression, leaned on the bed and lowered his head to swipe on his phone, seemingly casually, but in fact he said seriously: "Xiao Qiao, in fact, every actor will have a stage where he can't make a play after entering the situation. It takes your time to adjust your emotions. Confusing drama with reality is the saddest thing an actor can do."

He didn't say this implicitly, and Qiao He's face quickly turned red.

Yan Qiujing heard him say softly: "I've never been in a play before, so why do I come out in a play?"

Yan Qiujing felt that if Director Wei heard this, he might be very angry. He raised his head and glanced at Qiao He: "Then you are really not suitable for this profession. Dancing is suitable for you."

Qiao He forced a smile and said, "I thought this would bring you closer..."

Yan Qiujing smiled and said: "The farther away you are from chasing stars, the more vigorous you will be. Is it disillusioned to be so close?"

Qiao He shook his head and sighed softly: "No, I still like you very much."

Yan Qiujing was a little helpless: "Don't like it."

Qiao He didn't answer, and lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.It took him a long time to raise his head and say, "I want to pursue you."

Yan Qiujing was stunned, a little surprised that he expressed it so bluntly, and secretly wanted to cut off his thoughts from the root.

He thought for a while, then slowly said, "Uh, sorry, I'm a straight man."

Qiao He stared at him suspiciously for a long while, but finally said indifferently: "Okay."

After Qiao He left, Yan Qiujing breathed a sigh of relief, and after making sure the door was locked again and again, he lay down and continued to sleep in his cage.Before falling asleep, he thought of the nonsense he just said, and couldn't help but deny it in his heart: the farther away you are from star chasing, the better. Of course, the closer you are, the more fulfilling you will feel.For example... Negative distance or something.

In the evening, Yan Qiujing told Ling Mu what happened today, but Ling Mu just said, "You can handle your own affairs."

Yan Qiujing hurriedly said: "You prepare for the finals well, I promise I won't bother my darling with this little matter here."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Mu turned on the faucet and took cold water to wash his face, only then he relieved the boredom that had been stuck in his heart since just now.

The source of this boredom was not because he didn't trust Yan Qiujing, nor was he jealous.

It was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Ling Mu recalled the unobtrusive gaze of the boy behind Yan Qiujing's back when Yan Qiujing closed the door in the video that day.

He had a hunch that this matter might not end so easily.