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Cai Kun practiced for two and a half years.

Singing, dancing, rapping, basketball – he's good at everything.

He had never seen anything like this before!

"Buhou..."

"I think I've stumbled upon some earth-shattering news."

Cai Kun shuddered, his survival instinct kicking in instantly.

Without saying a word, he pressed the hang-up button with lightning speed.

My hand trembled, and I almost threw my phone away.

Just then, a teammate came over.

"Kun-ge, how's it going?"

"Did Brother Yu answer the phone? Did he watch the show? Did he praise you?"

Cai Kun's face was pale, and sweat was still dripping from his forehead.

He looked into his teammate's clear yet foolish eyes and remained silent for several seconds.

Finally, Cai Kun raised his hand and patted the other person's shoulder in a heavy tone.

"Brother, listen to my advice."

"The entertainment industry is too complicated."

"There are some things...it's better if you don't know them."

teammate:"??"

No.

All you did was make a video call.

Why are you acting like you saw Brother Yu commit murder?

……

East Fourth Ring Road.

Liu Yifei's apartment living room.

On the sofa, Fang Yu and Liu Yifei, who were in the midst of a fierce "hand-to-hand combat," suddenly stopped moving.

The two remained in a wrestling position, exchanging a glance.

Just now……

Did your phone vibrate?

Fang Yu used one hand to hold back Liu Yifei's head that was about to bite down, and used the other hand to take out his phone.

The screen was still lit.

On the WeChat page.

[Note: Chicken Bro.]

Call duration: 00:06.

The living room fell silent instantly.

The cheers on television were still deafening.

The two people on the sofa were both stiff.

Liu Yifei silently released her grip on Fang Yu's collar and sat up straight.

She first brushed aside the stray hairs that had fallen in front of her face, then swallowed hard.

"This chicken guy..."

Who is it?

Fang Yu didn't say anything, but raised his hand blankly and pointed directly at the TV on the wall.

It couldn't be more coincidental.

The live broadcast director happened to switch the camera to the backstage waiting area.

In the footage, Cai Kun received a huge close-up of his face.

Just moments ago, Chicken Bro was radiating confidence on stage and securing the first unanimous A grade, but now his face was deathly pale.

His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed.

He looked like he'd just been struck by lightning, his soul still lingering outside.

Liu Yifei stared at Cai Kun on the TV for several seconds.

She didn't scream, nor did she panic and cover her face.

On the contrary, he was frighteningly calm.

After a moment, she took a deep breath and uttered two words expressionlessly.

"Ban"

She paused, then added another sentence.

"It must be banned."

Fang Yu was taken aback at first, then nodded frantically.

"right!"

"This kid knows too much; he must not be allowed to live!"

As he spoke, he moved closer to Liu Yifei, deliberately lowering his voice and speaking in a sinister tone.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll bribe the production team to cut all of his remaining scenes."

"Find a dozen more marketing accounts and spread rumors that he's cheating on eight women at the same time."

"Finally, we sent a few fellow villagers from Yanbian to put him in a burlap sack and throw him into the Huangpu River overnight to feed the fish!"

Liu Yifei listened thoughtfully.

After carefully considering it for a moment, she offered her suggestions for revision.

"The Huangpu River won't do, it's too far."

She pointed out the window.

"Just throw it into the moat of the capital; it'll save on transportation costs."

That makes sense.

Fang Yu nodded in deep agreement.

"It has to be you, you know how to manage a household."

The two men, with stern faces, seriously discussed for a long time how to "silence" each other.

The atmosphere was so intense that they managed to create the tension of a gangster or police film.

After making those harsh remarks.

They both turned their heads at the same time and looked at each other.

Fang Yu's hoodie collar was pulled askew, revealing a large area of ​​his collarbone.

Liu Yifei's usually smooth long hair was now a mess, looking like a bird's nest.

The two of them still had the blush on their cheeks from their earlier playful fight.

No matter how you look at it, it's a sorry sight.

They stared at each other for three seconds.

"Pfft!"

Liu Yifei couldn't hold back at first; her shoulders slumped and she burst out laughing.

Fang Yu also lost his composure on the spot.

The next second, the two of them pointed at each other and burst into laughter.

The laughter grew louder and louder, completely drowning out the cheers from the talent show on TV.

Liu Yifei laughed so hard she fell onto the sofa, tears welling up in her eyes.

She laughed as she reached out and punched Fang Yu's shoulder.

"It's all your fault!"

"How can you blame me for this?"

Fang Yu looked aggrieved and immediately tried to defend himself.

"It was you who insisted on looking at overalls!"

"You still dare to talk back!"

Liu Yifei grabbed a cushion from the side and pretended to throw it at him again.

The pillow was raised high, but it never came down.

Fang Yu didn't dodge.

Instead, he took a step forward.

The distance between the two people quietly shortened with each step forward and backward.

The laughter on the sofa gradually subsided.

Their breathing became clearer and clearer.

Fang Yu lowered his head slightly and gently pressed his forehead against hers.

The smile in Liu Yifei's eyes hadn't completely faded.

She looked at Fang Yu, who was so close to her, her long eyelashes trembled a few times, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Fang Yu smiled.

He then tilted his head slightly and naturally kissed her.

The boy group talent shows on TV are still as exciting and lively as ever.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights of thousands of homes along Beijing's Fourth Ring Road illuminate the night.

The two people, tightly embracing on the sofa, temporarily shut out the storm on the internet and the noise from the outside world from their living room.

This moment of silence belongs only to them.

……

The next morning.

It was still that same black Alphard van, and it was still the same route to the Forbidden City.

But the atmosphere inside the carriage was completely different from yesterday.

Fang Yu leaned back in his chair, holding a cup of hot soy milk in his hand, slumped down as if he had no bones.

Occasionally, he would turn his head and steal a glance at Liu Yifei, who was looking at her phone beside him.

Liu Yifei wore a beige trench coat today.

She appeared to be diligently browsing the news, but in reality, she didn't scroll the screen at all for a long time.

Occasionally, when she noticed Fang Yu's gaze, she would pretend to be nonchalant and turn her head away.

Eyes facing each other.

Neither of them mentioned the kiss on the sofa last night.

But the moment their eyes meet, the corners of their mouths will turn up in perfect unison.

Then they both looked away.

One continued drinking soy milk, while the other continued staring at the motionless phone screen.

The driver in the front seat kept his eyes on the road ahead and drove very steadily, seeing nothing and knowing nothing.

Their professionalism is off the charts.

This morning, Director Shen Weimin had an urgent meeting and couldn't get away.

Assistant Zhang accompanied the group throughout the field trip.

Without that famous CCTV director watching over him, Fang Yu was noticeably more relaxed.

However, he didn't miss any of the important details about the ancient buildings.

His eyes were busy, but his mouth wasn't idle either.

Before long, he approached Liu Yifei and began to act as a tour guide in a serious manner.

"Fairy Sister, come quick, come quick!"

Fang Yu stood in front of an ancient well and mysteriously waved to Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei walked over curiously and looked inside.

"Isn't this just an ordinary well?"

"ordinary?"

Fang Yu lowered his voice, his tone exaggerated as if he were about to uncover a palace secret.

"This is the famous Zhenfei Well!"

He pointed to the well opening, which was not much bigger than a washbasin.

"Look, this well opening is so small, an ordinary person can't even squeeze their shoulder in."

"Do you know how Consort Zhen fell in back then?"