Chapter 25: Starting a Course

Qi Xingchen's hand shook, and his cell phone fell onto his face.

Qi Xingchen's eyes were starry-eyed from the pain, but he still couldn't believe it, so he poked into Bai Ye's homepage and clicked on "his followers".

"Qi Xingchen" was lying at the top in big, bold letters.

Yes, the hero did pay attention to him.

As a top traffic flow with more than 80 million and nearly 90 million followers, Bai Ye's traffic attraction effect was unprecedented, just by clicking a follow, Qi Xingchen's homepage instantly boiled up.

The one with the most comments is the one he just tweeted:

[Night sky sightseeing tours come to visit]

[Night sky +1]

[Wow, this little brother also roars to see, are handsome men only friends with handsome men?]

"I suddenly remembered that this little brother was in Night's car.

The bottom one is about going to the headquarters of McMansion TV to record an interview with the narrator of "Poor Traveler". Qi Xingchen didn't have a car that day, so Bai Ye gave him a ride.

[ah ah ah ah I remember too, he also brought water to Brother Night, right?

"Yes, in that case, I suddenly think there might be something wrong with them.

I've been looking at the six guests in the "Poor Traveler" program! I saw that out of the six guests on "Poor Traveler", Night only follows Qi Xingchen!

[rwkk...... It's true! If there is really a problem ...... Nightstar these two face is also too good knock bla! kswl ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!]

...... only focus on him alone?

Qi Xingchen thought about it, just now Bai Ye's attention really did not have other poor traveling guests, what does this mean?

Immediately after Qi Xingchen's face turned red, what do you mean there is a problem, they two men can have what problem?

Besides, Bai Ye will end up with Tao Tao in the end, okay, she's got an official pairing, okay?

These fans are really ...... blindly knocking what □□□!

Luckily, the two of them hadn't had much contact before, and the ones who had sex with each other were in the minority. It didn't take long for members of Bai Ye's anti-triad group and Poison Wee to come over and control the comments, pushing the CP comments to the bottom.

Among them there is no lack of scolding Qi Xingchen dumping, he chose to ignore, thinking for a moment, back off Bai Ye.

When he was done with that, he cut to the small number "even the night rose to love". Lately he's been going to this number once a day, and forwarding some news about Bai Ye, so as to fulfill his identity as "Night Sky".

With the help of the buyers, the number has nearly 50,000 followers. Qi Xingchen opened his cell phone's photo album and picked up two photos taken from afar of Bai Ye in Denmark.

--- After all, the evening started to think of each other: brother's "poor travel" roadshow, I'm huge handsome! Face huge small skin huge good! I can I can I can I want to love my brother for the rest of my life ah ah ah ah ah! [photo][photo][photo][photo

When it comes to the three words "I can", he is a little hard to get down. In the past, the real Ai Dou did not say these, and even forwarding and so on are rarely, has always been a silent attention.

...... It's really cheap fake Ai Dou.

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Yesterday, I promised Xiao Tie's classmates a lecture at five o'clock, and the following day Qi Xingchen struggled to get up and washed his face carelessly.

Yawning as he walked out, the children were already waiting in the yard. Xiao Tie asked, "Brother Xingchen, have you had breakfast yet?"

"No, I'll eat after I give you the lecture."

"I brought my mom's pancakes," Xiao Tie said, pulling a tin lunchbox from behind her, "if you don't mind ......"

"Cake?" Qi Xingchen interrupted him with a smile that curved her eyes, "I like pie the best, thank your mom for me."

Saying this he opened his lunchbox and stuffed a large piece into his mouth. The biscuit noodles were of average quality, rather hard, and not comparable to the ones he ate at Qi's house.

But he was quite content, and the wary look on Xiao Tie's face instantly faded when she saw it.

Seeing him eating happily, the last little girl yesterday suddenly took out two eggs from her pocket: "That ...... Xingchen teacher, in fact, I also brought you food, is my home chicken just laid the earth eggs."

Qi Xingchen: "Bring it."

The dark-looking boy behind the girl: "Miss Xingchen, I brought milk from my cow."

Qi Xingchen: "Bring it."

"Mr. Xingchen, I brought apples!"

"I brought tomatoes!"

"I brought pickles!"

"I brought ......."

Qi Xingchen : "...... Bring it!"

But he couldn't eat all the ones the kids gave him, or he was afraid he'd brace himself on the spot before he finished the questions.

The food ended up being cheaper for the guests.

Two hours later, Luo Qiuman finished a set of health exercises, touched the table, and let out a cry, "Brother Zeng, are you having a happy day today, such a sumptuous breakfast."

"Not from me, but from Xingchen's students," Ceng Er said, "which saved me from having to do it."

Liu Ziyu picked up a piece of pickle and threw it into his mouth, "Don't say, it's quite delicious."

"If it's good, eat more, so as not to waste their thoughts." Qi Xingchen, who has just sent the children away, said.

"Not only is it delicious," Ceng Er's wife smiles, "but children who can eat a hundred different kinds of rice are greatly blessed!"

If he was blessed, he wouldn't have somehow worn into the book as cannon fodder.

Qi Xingchen thought to himself as Yu Guang drifted towards Bai Ye, who was slowly eating his breakfast.

This guy on last night's microblogging attention thing did not say a word, Qi Xingchen couldn't help but whisper, "Last night your attention ...... I'm not a hand slip, right?"

"No." Bai Ye stares ahead.

"That ...... was ordered by your agent?"

Bai Ye squinted at him, "Neither."

"Did you order it yourself," Qi Xingchen said in a bit of disbelief, "but why are you only following me and no one else?"

Bai Ye: "......"

He realized that this little fan was witty when he was witty and really extra silly when he was silly.

He fished a tomato off the table and shoved it into the other man's mouth, "Because you're blessed."

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As is customary, after the meal, it is time to post tasks.

In order to have more to watch, the four members of the directing team changed the mission last night, making it more difficult and confrontational, and burying a couple of triggers.

Hmph, I don't believe I can't cure that little goblin.

Director Zhao picked up the loudspeaker with a smug look on his face, "I'll talk about today's mission ha--"

"Aigoo, you guys are busy?!"

At that moment a woman ran in the doorway, in her fifties, dressed in shabby and clean clothes, her hair meticulously coiled behind her head.

It was the widow who lent Qi Xingchen the quilt.

The courtyard was full of people and she paused, rubbing her fingers on the hem of her dress, "Excuse me, I'll come back later."

"No!" Qi Xingchen hurriedly called out to her, "Aunt Sun, just say it."

He had promised the Sun Widow that she could come to the Zeng family to find him if there was anything. Now that she was on fire, there must be something urgent she needed help with.

As expected, Widow Sun said, "My daughter is having a wedding banquet tomorrow, and the MC ended up in the hospital this morning with bad food and food poisoning. I see you're a pretty kid with a brittle speech, see if you can help Auntie make a scene?"

The fact that a big video platform had come to record the program had spread in the village early on, and Widow Sun was aware of Qi Xingchen's status as an entertainer.

The scheduled emcee was suddenly hospitalized, and when she couldn't find anyone else, her first reaction was to come to Qi Xingchen.

Qi Xingchen was always a man of promises, and immediately agreed, "Okay, I'll go with you."

"Ugh?" Director Zhao hurriedly blocked him, "You're recording the program!"

"Oh oh, I'm sorry Director Zhao," Qi Xingchen drew out a card, "I'll pass with a PASS card for today's assignment. You guys record it first, and I'll apologize to you later in the evening."

After saying this, Qi Xingchen and Sun's widow left in a hurry.

Director Zhao, who had a hard time adjusting to the difficult task and was eager to pit Qi Xingchen, cried without tears.

This kid, is pretty fucking lucky ......

Director Zhao crossed his arms in anger, and Bai Ye swept his eyes in the direction Qi Xingchen had disappeared and frowned.

But Qi Xingchen didn't see any of this. He had already arrived at the widow Sun's house.

In the neat and bright hall, the relatives of both men and women gathered together, hot and anxious.

Sun widow just pushed open the door, the man s mother immediately greeted: "Found someone ...... how is a child?"

Sun Widow smiled, "He's a star, his eloquence is absolutely fine!"

"Star? I've never seen one on TV either ......"

The man's mother looked right and left, and the more she looked, the more she thought Qi Xingchen looked like a flowery, hairless man who couldn't do anything right.

But a time can not think of other ways, the man's mother reluctantly waved her hand: "Forget it, I hope it will be like you say. Hey, look, my son wants a house and a car, married your girl, and did not let you do anything else, just invite a master of ceremonies can go wrong. I'm telling you in-laws, if the wedding banquet is not well organized, I won't pay a cent for the emcee."

Upon hearing this, Widow Sun had a difficult expression and didn't say anything.

From the attitude of the man's mother toward Sun's widow, Qi Xingchen can see that the man, on the basis of his own conditions better than the woman, has already taken Sun's widow and orphans in hand.

"OK."

Without hesitation, Qi Xingchen agreed on behalf of the Sun Widow, "But my price is twice that of other emcees, and if I conduct the ceremony well, you must pay according to the rules. With your family's condition, you should be able to afford this small amount of money."

"......" The man's mother froze and gritted her teeth, "What's not to give!"

"Xingchen," Sun Widow pulled Qi Xingchen back, her voice urgent.

Qi Xingchen patted her arm, signaling her not to worry.

Although this child was young, he gave people a very down-to-earth feeling. Widow Sun's heart returned to her stomach, acquiesced to Qi Xingchen's statement, and began to familiarize him with the customs.

This side of the custom is not complicated, it did not take long Qi Xingchen finished learning, the widow of the Sun took him to the ceremony hall step again.

The auditorium is located between the village of Sheep Goat and another village, with an open-air stage and a red carpet on the spacious floor.

Sound, microphone and other equipment is complete, the effect is not good, but the victory is loud enough, howling a voice, a mile radius all hear.

After looking at the front desk, Qi Xingchen ran around backstage. There were plastic fake flowers, bubble machines and other odds and ends in the outdated cabinets.

Immediately afterward, his eyes were caught by the red hillock piled up in the corner - a complete set of props for the lion dance, which had been left out for too long and was covered with a thin layer of dust.

Qi Xingchen took them out one by one, gently wiped off the dirt on the eyes of the lion's head, listened to the administrator of the auditorium say that no one wanted this thing, so he packed it up and brought it back to the Zeng family.

By the time he had finished writing his lines and designing his program, the clock hand had gone to twenty-one. He put on his lion's head and made a few gestures in the yard by moonlight.

Then remorsefully patted his head.

If you don't count the ball-attractor, the lion dance requires at least two actors to perform in concert!

How can he dance now that he's the only one!

"What's wrong?"

He was worried when Bai Ye's voice came from behind him, "Are you in trouble."

"...... Well," Qi Xingchen responded, truthfully, "I wanted to do a lion dance for Auntie Sun's family's wedding banquet, but there weren't enough hands."

Bai Ye looked at the corners of his eyes as they drooped, "What are the terms of the lion dance?"

"Soft and flexible, preferably with a little dance foundation, I can teach the rest."

"Good."

Bai Ye said, picking up a lion's coat off to the side and pulling it over himself in three tries.

He has an excellent figure and still stands tall in this kind of costume. It's not like a lion dance, it's like a catwalk.

Qi Xingchen's eyes fluttered about, a little unsure, "Elder, you ...... want to help me with the lion dance?"

Hey, Bai Ye couldn't help but sigh.

Unfortunately, this is his own fan, can not scold or hit, Bai Ye reached out to correct the lion head on the other's head, whispered:

"It's late, Mr. Xingchen, hurry up and start the class."