All the cubs I raise have become giants [Entertainment]

1.

"It's not what I believe in."

"……It's you."

Ye Yuyuan's voice was very low, and a slight sigh at the end was scattered in the wind.

After he helped the young man brush off the petals, his fingers suddenly froze, and a thin layer of red appeared around his ears.

Ye Yuyuan had no expression on his face, he took half a step back, looked away unnaturally, and pursed his thin lips slightly.

There was a bit of distress and embarrassment in the dark eyes, which disappeared in a flash, and soon returned to calm.

Fang Huai: "...?"

He didn't hear clearly.

But he is not a character who likes to get to the bottom of it. After thinking about it, he just said: "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly."

"fine."

Only then did Ye Yuyuan's tense back relax a bit.

The two looked at each other for a while without speaking.

After a while, Ye Yuyuan said in a low voice:

"Don't be too nervous."

His eyes fell on Fang Huai, his dark eyes looked gentle at first, but after a while he felt that it was an illusion.

Listening to Ye Yuyuan's words made people feel very comfortable.

Fang Huai smiled and nodded: "Well, good."

Fang Huai thought that if they could become friends in the future, he hoped that Ye Yuyuan could talk more and let him listen more.

Forget it now.

The summer breeze blows some petals, and the deserted corner of the city is so quiet that you can almost hear the sound of light falling slowly.

"Then I'll go get ready first," Fang Huai saw that he seemed to have nothing to say, so he smiled and waved, "See you later?"

Ye Yuyuan hummed lightly.

He didn't look back until the boy's figure disappeared and turned the corner.

And Fang Huai went to the lounge that was cleared out backstage, and began to prepare for the talent show for a while—his 'talent' had high requirements for clothing and appearance.

He is already familiar with the singing, but the movements are still a little rusty. After all, he didn't start training his figure since he was a child, and he is still far behind the professional ones. Fortunately, the selected part is mainly literary opera.

This is one of Fang Jianguo's few hobbies besides playing mahjong, and it is also Fang Huai's.

Now that he has the opportunity, he wants to... let more people see it.

after an hour.

The filming team came to the Grand Theater with the equipment, set up the equipment, and looked for angles.Chatting while working:

"What exactly is Fang Huai?"

"This place...is he going to perform a play or something?"

"Hope nothing goes wrong."

Many players didn't explicitly state their talents, but it can be seen from the chosen venue.

Some players will deliberately not say it to keep it fresh.

As for Fang Huai?

80.00% of people on the Internet guessed that he would blow a leaf and tease a bird. Although that would be a bit boring, it would not be wrong.But it is conceivable that the final score will not be so high.

Live webcasting has been going on for a while now.

A skater named Xu Lufeng showed his figure skating, which created a small climax on the show——Xu Lufeng is a young man with wheat-colored skin. He just signed a contract to debut this year. Someone found out that his father is a retired figure skater who won a gold medal in the Winter Olympics. people.

This time the order was decided by lottery. Interestingly speaking, the top three in the primary election happened to be next to each other.Xu Lufeng first, then Fang Huai, and finally Lu Yu.

And this time Fang Huai was also very unlucky, he happened to be the last one in the figure skating, so that when it was his turn, the barrage was almost immersed in the surprise just now.

Occasionally, one or two items of 'Looking forward' and 'Come on' are quickly brushed past, and at first glance it seems that no one cares about them.

【Ahhhhhhh so handsome! ! 】

[Damn, is this level enough to be professional? !Handsome and beautiful. 】

[Cubs will be at my house soon! 】

【Your cub?who? 】

[The figure skating guy is so handsome, woo woo woo, I want to marry. 】

At the skating rink, Xu Lufeng was holding a skate in his hand, and when he saw the barrage, he felt extremely embarrassed.He was just about to log on to the trumpet to recharge and scan a deep-water torpedo, when suddenly there was a special effect on the screen, someone smashed ten giant deep-water torpedoes.

I rely on.Xu Lufeng was dumbfounded.

5 yuan...

There are only two simple words on the scroll screen - "Come on."

[Thank you big brother!Come on Huaihuai! 】

[It turns out that the next one is Zai Zai.expect! 】

[Come on, let your family show us an acrobatic walking bird and blowing leaves, Keke.It's these little tricks that come and go, and I'm almost tired of watching them. 】

[Row upstairs, tired to death.Is it amazing to be able to do acrobatics?It is an idol, not an acrobat, I laughed. 】

Every time a new contestant starts to perform, the room management will silence for ten seconds.The messy barrage was finally cleared up. Many people let out a sigh of relief and looked towards the stage.

The camera angle was found very well, it was level with the floor of the stage, and it had an inexplicable taste.

The abandoned grand theater, the empty stage, vines and unknown flowers growing on the edge, and the sky with a hole in it is slowly shedding light.

This scene gives people a wonderful feeling, and it makes people feel peaceful in an instant.

There is no singing.

Ten seconds later, the room manager opened the bullet screen again, and the bullet screens flashed quickly.

[Pfft, where are people? 】

【Late again like last time?Some people haven't had many works yet, so they're starting to play big names first. 】

[It's only ten seconds, can't you be patient? 】

When Li Yun turned on the live broadcast, she was seeing unfriendly bullet screens. Her hands were shaking with anger, and she subconsciously sent out bullet screens to fight back.After posting, she carefully looked at the scene in the picture.

"Huh." Li Yun stroked her chin.

Her father Li Su is a performing artist of Kunqu Opera, and her father's master is Professor Dong Rulan. She went to see Professor Dong's performance with her father when she was a child, and she vaguely remembers... At that time, it was in this theater?

It turned out that it was so broken.The busiest place in Nanshi used to be so desolate now, maybe it will be demolished and built a building tomorrow.Li Yun sighed in her heart for a moment.

She suddenly realized something again.

Fang Huai picked this place, could it be...

"No way." She thought to herself, "This is very difficult. If you don't make it right, you will make a fool of yourself. You don't want to be brilliant, just don't make mistakes."

Father Li Suyou turned over a page of the newspaper, made tea, and scolded her again: "What 'variety show' are you watching again? Can you do some studying when you have time? I see what 'idol' you are chasing. One by one, they don’t sing like they sing, they’re weird, they’re empty and have no connotation.”

Li Yun turned a deaf ear and only held her breath, staring at the screen.

The next second—

"The spring breeze ascends to the sky, and the petals of a peach are as light as a shovel."

Singing "Peach Blossom Fan" Yu Furong.

This sound is like brocade and flowing water, tactful and smooth, the breath is extremely steady, coupled with the effect of the opera, it makes people feel like an electric current rushes behind them!

Head start.

The barrage was quiet for a moment.Many people behind the screen opened their eyes slightly and lost their words for a while, including Li Yun and Li Su.

But Li Su's reaction was more excited.His expression gradually turned blank from 'disdainful'. The next moment, his eyes widened and he almost broke the tea bowl. He suddenly got up and asked in a voice:

"Yunyun, who is this?!"

He can't hear it wrong, the singing is clear, it's clearly...

Li Yun had no time to answer him, just staring at the screen.

A person came out from behind the curtain, dressed as a dan role, from head to clothing, walking like a cloud-you know, Kunqu opera appearance is not in line with the aesthetics of many young people now, some people think it is too exaggerated, or it is outdated , I can't appreciate it.

But looking at that person, there is no such feeling at all.

Just feel amazing.

There was even a moment of stagnation of breathing—maybe the venue was chosen too well, on the abandoned theater stage, the sky slowly shone down, suddenly blurring the boundaries of time.

[? ? ?Don't lie to me with the original singing, it's 100% fake singing, right? ? ! 】

[Okay, I was still watching Teacher Dong's previous video yesterday, the voice and singing are similar. 】

[Who is this? ?Tell me who is this?I'm mad? ? ? 】

【Sounds good ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah】

Fang Huai's figure is not very good. After all, he didn't learn this since he was a child. He can't handle his femininity and frailty anyway. If he tries to distinguish it, he can see that he is still a tall and thin boy wrapped in a costume.

He had discussed with the teacher before, to maximize his strengths and avoid weaknesses, minimize his movements and emphasize his libretto.

But for the appearance, he can get full marks.

"This," Li Su looked at the screen with extremely complicated emotions, "this child is too malleable."

He is a professional, so he can see the slight stiffness of the opponent's body at a glance.But that appearance... For Qiandan, there are only a handful of people who can reach this level.

Fang Huai's plasticity is too strong.

He usually looks clean and tidy, but when he puts on his school uniform and earphones, he looks like a handsome and rebellious young boyfriend.

Very beautiful.

It's hard to think of any other way to describe it.That kind of beauty is not weak, with a certain quality that people can't take their eyes off, and those eyes seem to glow with brilliance.

[Is it too six? ! 】

[23333 I found that Huaihuai's movements were a little stiff, did I try to reduce the movements and focus on the lyrics?so cute】

[Fake singing is real, I will go to the video of Mr. Dong's performance for audio comparison. 】

"It's making continuous snow, falling red into hail."

Kunqu Opera is sung slowly and has a long charm.

But "Peach Blossom Fan" is not a slow, gentle and happy play.

At this moment, countless people held their breaths, and their eyes were all focused on Fang Huai.

Of course Fang Huai's fans and program team were very happy - Fang Huai gave them another surprise.And one person was standing at the entrance of the abandoned theater, listening silently, with a soft color in his eyes.

Fang Huai on the stage seemed to be glowing.

He was born to stand there, loved by all, with all the lights and cameras.

Li Yun hugged the tablet, so excited that she wanted to jump up.And Li Su, who has always been strict with her, didn't say anything this time - rather, he himself was more excited than Li Yun.

The child's surname is 'Fang'.

If he guessed correctly...

The father and daughter stared at the screen intently, wishing they could get close to the screen to watch it.

And Li Su completely forgot what he said just now, "You young people chasing idols, it's all a waste of time", and when Fang Huai successfully completed a certain transfer, he couldn't help shouting hello.

But at the same time, there are a few people who are in a terrible mood.

"This sentence is followed by a chant." The manager put down the phone, ground his teeth, and said, "That paragraph is the most brilliant. We can't let him sing there, or it will really be hard to stop."

The gentle young man didn't speak.

While pressing on the phone, he whispered:

"Of course. Besides that, there's also... the tag of 'lip-synching', let's brush it up."

This is too similar to Dong Rulan's style in the early days.

Moreover, there were only Fang Huai and a few photographers at the scene. In such an environment where cheating is easy, it would be difficult for Fang Huai to prove his innocence—anyone who cares can see that his movements are only average, but his singing is so exquisite. Who would believe it? ?

And Dong Rulan has been hiding from the world for many years, and he doesn't even give lectures very much, so how could he stand up and help Fang Huai to clean up his grievances?

impossible.

2.

There were three photographers on site.

One of them is the chief photographer, and the other two are photography assistants. The equipment has been adjusted in advance.When Fang Huai sang 'Mian Feixue', a camera assistant suddenly staggered and bumped into the camera!

The camera flickered suddenly and went dark.

【what happened? ! 】

[Damn, I want to hit someone, and I'm heading to a wonderful place? ? ? 】

[The following part of the chanting ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah don't disturb me listening to the music! 】

[Don't disturb me sucking cubs! !You fucking return my cub! 】

The chief photographer's eyes widened for a moment.

While supporting the instrument with a blue face, he scolded people: "What the hell is going on with you?! Don't you want your job anymore???"

And the camera assistant didn't know what was wrong with him—just now, he lost consciousness inexplicably as if he had been hit by a demon, and walked forward. At this time, he was about to cry.

next second.

The chief photographer and assistant stared wide-eyed at the same time.

A silent and handsome man in a neat suit came with long legs, walked to the camera in a few steps, and took the equipment from the photographer.Behind him, the secretary smiled and invited the two of them aside for a detailed discussion.

President Ye...why are you here?Both of them froze.

It felt like seeing a paper man stepping out of a financial magazine, which was extremely unreal.

Everything happens in seconds.

Ye Yuyuan took the instrument silently, his thin lips flattened, and there was no special expression on his face.The bony index finger tapped on the instrument, and after a while decisively removed a few things and pressed something.

He had nice fingers, and he did them with such determination that it was almost pleasing to the eye.

The people on stage didn't notice this.

"Peach Blossom Fan" is not a soothing, complete and relaxing piece, on the contrary, it is very heavy, and even every word is crying blood.But the libretto had already reached the point of "falling into red", the boy closed his eyes slightly.

That person should have sung this sentence many years ago.

The screen emerges little by little...

In just a few seconds.

The broadcast room has exploded.

[Damn, complain! ! !I want to complain! ! ! 】

[@program group, please give me an explanation. 】

[Stuck and wasting time, let's cut to the next show first, I want to see our family deer. 】

[Row upstairs, change to the next one first, don't waste time. 】

Li Yun was also shocked by this sudden change. When she saw the barrage, she gritted her teeth again—if she switches to the next player at this time, it is still unknown whether Fang Huai will make up time. The attention of the audience The force was completely attracted away, Zai Zai's previous efforts were in vain.

But Li Su's reaction was even bigger.

Associate Professor Li, who was over [-] years old, stood up suddenly, shaking his fingers on the screen: "Who did it? I'm going to call the TV station to complain!"

Li Yun: "..."

At this moment, the program team also became a mess.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, the assistant director gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't we switch to Lu Yu's next one first? There are hundreds of thousands of viewers, so it's not an option to just procrastinate."

The chief director's face is serious, his jaw is stiff, and he is about to nod——

The phone suddenly rang.

The chief director looked at the remarks above, panicked, and hurriedly answered: "Hello, President Ye?"

There came a low and indifferent voice, like frost and snow.

Only two words...

"No change."

Switching to the next program is not allowed.

Fang Huai has worked hard and prepared for so long, and he wants everyone to see it.

——I can see it clearly.

The AI ​​automatically dialed the number on the Bluetooth headset. When Ye Yuyuan said these three words, there was no special expression on his face, and his hands kept moving.The slender fingers with distinct joints quickly adjusted and operated the instrument.

Ten seconds later.

In the abandoned theater, the silent man straightened the instrument, let go of his hand, and said in a low voice:

"All right."

This sound was very soft, cold and deep, and the mellow voice was special and ear-catching.

Everyone in the live broadcast room saw a clear picture again.

In less than half a minute, the camera and radio facilities were all ready, and almost nothing was delayed.Someone with sharp eyes saw the hand passing by in front of the camera.

[This hand is so pretty, is it the assistant brother? 】

[Voice, voice is also very nice...Su's ears are about to fall off. 】

[Thanks to the assistant brother! !I can happily suck cubs again]

[You guys, are you sure, are you the assistant brother? 】

Part of the audience fell silent.

Is it what they think?

But how is that possible? ? !

On the other side, Lu Yu and his manager's complexions instantly sank.

"Didn't you say that there will be no problems?" The manager was a little out of breath.

They all made up their minds, let the camera over there malfunction for a while, and then use this to ask the director to change the program.At that time, the attention of the audience will definitely be on Lu Yu. Even if the equipment over there is repaired, it is unknown whether it will be repaired again in the future.And the audience didn't have the surprise at the beginning, so there would be much fewer votes for Fang Huai.

Lu Yu's complexion is not very good-looking either.

After a while, he said: "Weibo round topic, go now."

The manager nodded grimly.

In the live broadcast room, the picture became clear again, and even the sound was completely restored.

After a brief discussion, the attention of everyone in the live broadcast room was once again attracted by the stage——Fang Huai seems to have such a quality, as long as he appears in sight, you won't think about other things.

He has a special magnetic field of his own.

A young man dressed in a play costume, with his eyes half closed in the dim light, looks so good-looking that it doesn't make sense.Yu Furong's singing in the first two sentences is quite soothing and contemptuous, even if she doesn't listen to the lyrics, it is a bit like a charming spring dream.

Until this sentence.

The people on the stage suddenly opened their eyes, and the speed of their speech changed suddenly:

"There is a slanted path between Zhulou and Wang Sunchu's Fuping chariot."

"Qingxi is full of magnolia trees..."

A big hole was broken in the sky, and the soft light fell down, dyeing the whole picture with an unreal color.When Fang Huai opened his eyes, tears gushed out of the corners of his eyes unexpectedly.

——"Not as good as Dongfeng Peach and Plum Blossom."

The sobbing voice suddenly rose at this moment.The young man hastily read out these words, weeping blood every word, almost breaking his voice.

Many people look at the screen and forget to type.

The live broadcast room, which had been in chaos just now, became inexplicably quiet at this moment, as if it was an appointment.

It wasn't until the end of the chanting, when the next low-pitched singing "Blood Splattered Dots Make Peach Blossom Fan" came, that the barrage suddenly burst out like an explosion! !

【what happened? ? ? ?Goosebumps on my back? ? ? ! 】

[He read "The Peony Pavilion" during the primary election last time. I thought there was something there, and it sounded pretty good...Is it improved or something? !Nianbai's kung fu is perfect. 】

[Stop talking, I'm going to find the Kunqu opera discs collected by my grandfather, it's so fucking good. 】

[Of course the lip-syncing sounds good hhhh I laughed so hard, do you really believe it?This is Mr. Dong's disc, he just lip-synced it.How could it be possible to make zero mistakes if they sang live? 】

"..."

This section of "Peach Blossom Fan" Yu Furong is not long, and it will end soon.

But the enthusiasm for the barrage never faded.Rather, after that brief shock, the barrage grew wildly like an explosion.

【Ahhhhhh I want to marry him, no I want to marry... marry...】

[Anyway, I want to be with him! ! ! 】

[Wait, what happened to Huaihuai? ? 】

Someone keenly noticed that when Fang Huai sang the last sentence, his feet suddenly staggered, and he was about to fall!

But people don’t know much about it, and more people just think it’s a way to call a curtain call—like those tragic dances and dramas, don’t the actors often end up falling or lying down at the end?

They thought it was the same this time.

Only a few people realize that Fang Huai's state... is really not quite right.

[Why does it feel like you're about to fall? 】

[People around you hurry up, help me! 】

[Can't make it, the camera assistants are all in the audience, it's a bit far away? ! 】

next second.

The man in suits and leather shoes seemed to appear on the stage out of thin air—he was tall and standing straight. From the perspective of the camera, the tailored high-end suits outlined the beautiful shoulders and back lines.The man curled his fingers slightly, and hugged the boy who was about to fall into his arms.

He hugged her tightly, and his knuckles were slightly white.

Fang Huai's eyelashes drooped, and the corners of his lips were pursed, not knowing the specific situation.

Everyone in the audience and off the screen was silent for two seconds.

【How did he appear there? ? ?Or is it my eyesight? ! 】

[I feel sorry for my son, QAQ, what's wrong? 】

[Looking at the back is so handsome, I want to see the front face. 】

【Want to see the face 1】

After the man embraced Fang Huai, he seemed to realize something, and turned around——

The screen suddenly went black.

"..."

[I rely, I rely, I rely. 】

[I seem to see eyes just now?So handsome ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a little familiar? ? ? 】

【I am more concerned about what is going on now QAQ】

[It's the deer's turn! ! !The deer rushes to the duck! ! ! 】

Lu Yu's team had been prepared for a long time. As soon as the switch was made, they immediately took the rhythm, controlled the comments, and brushed the Sinicization of deep-water torpedoes. Therefore, those who were still discussing the last thing were quickly suppressed.

A netizen recorded the video, but soon discovered that his video was only up to before the man appeared, and the later scenes were inexplicably cut out, which is really a bit weird, as if everyone had hallucinations at the same time.

On the screen, Lu Yu has already started.

When he played the piano, he didn't intend to win in form, he was almost entirely showing off his skills.I have to say that the difficulty of the song is very high, and even one note is correct, it is indeed very powerful.

【Deer 66666】

[Hahahaha is much better than some people's stiff singing. 】

[To be honest, I really couldn't appreciate the last one, and the singing was fake. 】

[The Spring Festival Gala really deserves its reputation]

[Is it just me who thinks the piano angle is a bit weird?This way you can't see the person's face at all. 】

As soon as this barrage was posted, it was quickly deleted by the housing management.

Some people also had doubts, but they didn't get to the bottom of it - the person playing the piano really didn't show his face, it happened to be blocked, and he only showed his back.

However, the back is indeed a slender young man, and many people don't doubt it too much.

3.

Fang Huai felt a sudden blackness in front of his eyes.

He lost consciousness for a few seconds, dizzy, tinnitus, completely unsteady on his feet.

But only for a few seconds.

When he regained consciousness, he was already held in someone's arms.

To be precise, it wasn't a hug, because Fang Huai quickly woke up and took a step back.

"Ye Yuyuan?" For the third time, he said these three words still a little awkwardly, "We meet again."

Very nice, he thought suddenly.

Fang Huai has slight face blindness, but can distinguish between beauty and ugliness.Ye Yuyuan's skin was very white, not delicate porcelain white, and the tone was cold, which seemed unnatural at first glance, but when he got so close, he looked like a handsome god statue, with a hint of coolness in his pitch-black eyes.

It's just that when he looked over, his indifferent expression would fade a lot, showing a little softness.

Hearing this, Ye Yuyuan hummed lightly.

He paused and asked again:

"uncomfortable?"

Fang Huai shook his head: "It's okay, thank you."

He has been in good condition since he took the stage, and he hasn't caught a cold recently. It was really, really strange just now.If I had to say it, it was a bit like Fang Jianguo's 'bumping evil'.

However, people nowadays don't advocate feudal superstition, right?He thought about it, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The photographer and assistant came over to say hello, with a little embarrassment in their eyes:

"Fang Huai, our program team is fine now, you can arrange it freely later."

They were being questioned by the secretary just now, and they didn't see what happened on the stage—however, they still felt quite guilty about what went wrong during the live broadcast just now, even though they didn't mean it.

Fang Huai nodded.

"What are you going to do?" the photographer asked casually.

"First," Fang Huai smiled, pointing to his face, "wash this off."

He is in a costume, from the hair to the makeup, it is indeed time to take off the makeup.

"Yeah." The photographer nodded, feeling a little regretful.

Fang Huai's costume looks really good, so just take it off?

Fang Huai couldn't hear what the other person was saying, so he waved and turned around.

turn around...

Followed by a small tail.

In terms of size, it should be a big tail.The man who was close to 1.9 meters followed Fang Huai silently - and his expression was very natural, as indifferent as ever, with the corners of his lips flattened, as if this was the direction he was going in the first place.

Fang Huai: "..."

secretary:"……"

The secretary thought, Manager Li and Mr. Zhang are waiting outside?Is this really good? !This time I came here to talk about a project involving land development, which was only related to Ptah's branch project, and Ye Yuyuan didn't use it in the first place.

Three hours ago, we had just finished talking about serious matters here, and there were still some minor details that had not been dealt with. Ye Zong had disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He is no longer that workaholic Mr. Ye, the secretary thought.

"Ye Yuyuan," Fang Huai turned to look at him while walking, a little wanting to laugh, his light amber eyes were bright and clear, "What are you here for?"

"Talking about life..." means.

The secretary subconsciously said.

"Walk." Ye Yuyuan said lightly, and then glanced at the secretary.

secretary:"……"

He stopped, sweating a little on his back, and watched the two walk away.

"En." Fang Huai nodded.

Not long after walking, the backstage lounge has arrived, where he changed his clothes at that time.

The house is a bit cramped, still the old-fashioned small panes, a small mirror.A magnolia plant by the window has already bloomed, and sparrows are standing on the window sill and chirping.

Ye Yuyuan still followed and stopped at the door, the corners of his lips pursed slightly.

Fang Huai hadn't said a word to him since the beginning.

His fingers curled up slightly, his eyes darkened a bit.

"Aren't you going to come in?" After sitting down, Huai looked at the door and was taken aback.

He was already pouring tea for the other party - hot tea in a thermos.

He and Fang Jianguo lived in the mountains when they were young, and there was a village nearby, where Fang Jianguo went to play mahjong.Occasionally someone came back from a stroll with Fang Jianguo and had a sip of tea at home.Although this is not his home, it can still receive guests.

Fang Huai is very polite.

Hearing this, the man was startled.

After a while, he walked in.

He took the cup from the boy.This cup is actually the lid of a vacuum flask. The employees of Ptah probably would not have imagined that their serious, cold, rich and unkind boss would one day sit in a small and simple room, licking his lips and drinking hot tea from the lid.

And there was no discomfort on his face.

The dark eyes were filled with water vapor, and softened a little.

After a while, Ye Yuyuan said in a low voice:

"It's sweet."

"Is the tea very sweet?" Fang Huai was taken aback.

Ye Yuyuan was silent for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

He looked at Fang Huai fixedly.

"Not tea."

The deep and mellow voice, with a slight hoarseness at the end with some tenderness, disappeared in a flash.

Fang Huai didn't notice it, and smiled at him with his eyes bent. He took off the head decoration, breathed a sigh of relief, and then picked up a towel to wipe off the makeup on his face.

The porcelain-white skin was exposed little by little, the corners of the young man's eyes and brows were shining in the faint light, his light-colored eyes were like amber, clean and lovely, and there was a hint of sweetness from head to toe.

He is like a piece of shiny candy in the window, as bright as the stars, but soft and sweet.

Like a wish within reach, a dream that is not far away.

Fang Huai looked at the bottles and cans on the small table.Shi Feiran had something to do at home today, so he couldn't accompany him, but he prepared things for him.There's a bottle that says 'I'm done washing my face with this' and it's a makeup remover.

Fang Huai hesitated for a moment, opened the lid, thought for a while, and poured it directly on his face.

next second.

--"hiss."

Fang Huai gasped, and immediately closed his eyes.

……pain.

That liquid poured into the eyes!

It feels a bit like pouring chili water into the eyes, sour and stinging, and it really hurts.Fang Huai opened his eyes tentatively, his eye sockets were completely red, and physiological tears filled his eye sockets.

Ye Yuyuan's eyes froze, and his brows frowned slightly.

"do not move."

As he spoke, he took the towel from Fang Huai's hand and helped him wipe away the water stains around his eyes little by little.

His movements were very light. He had just wiped it twice when his hand suddenly stopped.

It seemed... too close.

Fang Huai still closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor.And Ye Yuyuan leaned over, and the two got very close, almost breathing together, soft light came in from the small pane.

The man's ears suddenly felt slightly hot.

"It's a very suitable position for kissing." AI's mechanical voice said flatly in the headset, "Sorry, I accidentally read your brain waves just now."

Ye Yuyuan: "..."

It's time to consider another AI.

On the other side, on Weibo.

The tag of #方怀假唱# was quietly rotated, and within half an hour, it had already been among the top five most searched.

[? ? ?what's the situation】

[It is said that it was lip-syncing in a talent show.It's really unscrupulous for the red. 】

[Didn't he rely on unspoken rules before? ?Buying hot searches, how did you pass the primary election and audition? I don’t have any ac points in my heart?His foundation is rotten, how can he be expected to be better. 】

[Upstairs looks like a sailor, take my cub away.Wasn't your family the one who mocked him the most from the migrant workers?In the blink of an eye, he became a related account airborne? ?Your Lulu family is quite unlucky, it was actually shady by migrant workers, Keke. 】

"This is a comparison with the audio of Mr. Dong's works. Please feel free to testify if someone faked it. [Audio]"

This is a certain Weibo big V, and I haven't done any audio analysis, but just listening to the sound... it really looks like it.The recording conditions of Dong Rulan's early works were not good, and they sounded a little fuzzy, but many details of articulation and breathing were correct.

【? ? ? 】

[It’s not that I said it, there really is a resemblance. 】

Seeing these rhythmic remarks, Fang Huai's fans were blown away - who doesn't feel sorry for their child being bullied?

[Anyone who has watched the live broadcast knows it's not fake singing, right?He didn't make mistakes in the whole process because he worked hard and practiced sixteen hours a day to understand. 】

【Are you all deaf? ?Where does this look like? !Splash dirty water NMSL]

[Is someone's fan too unqualified?The ginseng rooster comes up, and the rice comes with idols. 】

[It's really lacking in quality, just like a certain migrant worker. Sure enough, nine-year compulsory education is indispensable. 】

This wave of rhythm was naturally brought about by Lu Yu fans, and they didn't intend to hide it.

Talent shows require public votes, and now, the less popular Fang Huai's popularity is, the more profitable they will be.Moreover, Fang Huai's fans have already been irritated, which is even better for them - Fang Huai's fans have lost their minds and attacked indiscriminately. Instead, they themselves became targets and lost popularity.

The program team probably didn't expect that the well-planned competition system they originally planned turned into a vicious competition.

Li Yun opened Weibo and looked at it twice, and there was a bang in her brain.

Like many of her fans, she was nearly blown away.But she quickly forced herself to calm down and looked at her father:

"Dad, Fang Huai's lip-syncing is spreading rumors online, saying that what he just played was Professor Dong's audio."

Li Su was dialing Professor Dong's number, and it happened to be connected at this moment.

Li Su: "..."

There was silence on both ends of the phone for a while.

After a while, an old but kind voice came from the phone:

"...Fang Huai?"