LUCKY

Qi Xingchen wasn't really scared, mainly because this thing appeared so suddenly that he wasn't prepared for it.

But the next moment, when he felt the warmth that passed through his clothes to his back, as well as the warm touch on his eyes, he purposely paused for more than ten seconds before he began to save himself: "No, it's okay, I'm not afraid."

"Well, you're not afraid," Bai Ye was quite cooperative, "so I'll take my hand away now?"

"...... Nonsense, it's not that I'm a coward, if Stallone suddenly looked at a thing like this, he'd be scared too."

Bai Ye dropped his hand, and Qi Xingchen gently broke free. Having prepared himself mentally, he was indeed much more calm when he stared blankly at the shark again.

Running a hand over the back of his heart, he felt the lingering warmth, and was even a little grateful to Shark.

...... Waiting for me to serve you dried small fish tomorrow haha.

After the marine life exhibition hall, he took Bai Ye to the fossil hall.

These are the only two venues in Baisha Harbor that are suitable for adults, while the rest are just for kids. It was hard to bring Bai Ye to his own place, Qi Xingchen didn't want to leave too early, so he had a bright idea: "Brother Night, why don't we go to see the jellyfish? Jellyfish don't sleep at night!"

Bai Ye skeptical: "Really?"

"Really don't sleep." Qi Xingchen affirmed.

Anyway, jellyfish don't have eyes, so you can't tell if they're sleeping or not.

As he talked, he led Bai Ye to the entrance of the Oceanarium. Outside the door, Bai Ye realized that he kept his hands in his pants pockets.

He doesn't usually walk like this, but he's probably cold from the wind and his hands are cold. So Bai Ye took off his jacket and threw it to Qi Xingchen.

Qi Xingchen quickly refused, "...... I'm not cold, you wear it."

"It's okay, it was meant to be brought for you."

"Oh, this looks like it ......"

Qi Xingchen puts on her clothes, lowers her head and purses her lips to collect her smile, then raises her head again, "You kept it on, I thought you were cold."

"I'm wearing something thicker," Bai Ye paused, "The jacket should be warmer when it comes off of me before I give it to you."

At that, Qi Xingchen realized with hindsight that he really wasn't cold anymore.

Because the jacket was warmed up by the other guy.

"Thank you, thank you, I'll go ahead and open the doors to the oceanarium then haha."

Before the words left his mouth, he ran off on his own. Seeing no one coming up behind him, he covered his face and grinned a silly grin for a few seconds.

His face stiffened with a smile, Bai Ye was almost behind him, Qi Xingchen rubbed his wooden cheeks and unscrewed the door lock.

Jellyfish base on the promenade not far from the entrance, Qi Xingchen turned on the light control valve, dozens of transparent glass columns suddenly flashed a blue-purple halo.

The columns were tall and short, thick and thin, and the thickest one was about two meters in diameter. Inside the column, one by one, large or small jellyfish swam along the light, not knowing whether it was Dao losing sleep or being awakened in the middle of their sleep, curiously surveying these two uninvited guests.

Unlike the crowds of people in the daytime, the empty corridors look like kaleidoscopes opened for them alone. Through the misty halo of light, the jellyfish show off their softness, beauty and vitality.

The two men just looked away for a moment.

It wasn't until they had walked the entire length of the corridor side by side that Qi Xingchen braced his hand against the wall and asked for advice, "Stay a little longer, or go on to the next place?"

"Stay a while."

After a pause, Bai Ye suddenly remembered something, "Did East Orange contact you?"

Qi Xingchen froze, and then reacted to the fact that Bai Ye was the initiator of My Time, similar to the chief tutor, at the core of the entire variety show, and naturally knew who the other guests the program group wanted to invite were.

"Contacted. An Ran-san told me the day before yesterday."

Bai Ye "hmmm", "Starlight Observer risks and rewards go hand in hand, think about it before you make a decision."

When he first heard the assistant manager of East Orange, it was clear that Starlight Observer wasn't that good. He recommended Qi Xingchen just to help Qi Xingchen to get a chance. In the end, it was Qi Xingchen's decision to go or not to go.

Qi Xingchen, however, said, "It's already decided, I'll go."

Bai Ye raised an eyebrow as Qi Xingchen continued, "An Ran-san and I analyzed the risks of participating in the show, and it's just a matter of flopping and being mocked all over the internet. But--"

He raised his snow-white chin, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly, and the light of his eyes poured out from the slits in his eyelashes with a little bit of stubbornness and defiant teenage intent:

"But who says I'm bound to roll over? I recognize that I'm not good enough, but I still have a lot of time to spend polishing myself and improving."

I'll bring a better version of myself to the audience.

"Good," Bai Ye said as his eyes fell to the shallow creases at the ends of his eyes, smiling a moment later, "I look forward to seeing a better you."

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The two of them went for another drive to the beach and returned to the gate, Qi Xingchen was a little regretful, "I was going to treat you to a good time, but it turned out that you didn't get to go on any of the interesting places."

"That's okay, I'll catch up with you sometime."

Qi Xingchen especially likes to hear Bai Ye say things like "Next time you treat me" and "I'll see you again when I have the chance" and can't help but grin again.

Luckily, he held his tongue, biting his lower lip, always mindful of debt collection, "So ...... Isn't it time you gave me something."

Like the gift that was promised to me.

"I haven't forgotten," Bai Ye couldn't help himself, "come with me to the car and get it."

In order to prevent paparazzi, Bai Ye's driver parked his car in the owner's special garage.

Qi Xingchen followed Bai Ye and kept guessing what Bai Ye would give him. In all his life, it seemed that he had never had such an urgent expectation and desire for anything outside of himself.

Stepping into the garage and opening the door, Bai Ye pulled a simple shopping bag out of the backseat. Qi Xingchen thought he was buying skin care products or small accessories.

As a result, the moment he opened the bag and saw the contents, his heart barely jumped out of his throat!

--That's one album, and two rolled up posters!

"You're the first fan in the world to get my new album," Bai Ye jokes, "and I don't even have it myself."

New Specialty ...... Qi Xingchen couldn't wait to unfold the poster and the man's sharp side face immediately came into view.

In front of the owner, he was embarrassed to look closely, little by little smooth edges and corners, carefully rolled up, and then took out the album, held in the palm of the hand before and after measuring, love.

Oh my god, he actually got the new Bai Ye album early, he's actually the first person in the world to get the Ai Dou album!

Was he struck by the arrow of fortune? What makes him God's favorite?

"...... Well," Bai Ye said helplessly as he watched his little fan's look of happiness to the point of passing out, "It's getting late, go back to rest."

"Well, you have an early night too." Qi Xingchen reluctantly put away the gifts and bid farewell to Bai Ye.

Back at Qi's home, the first thing Qi Xingchen did was to tell An Ran that he had decided to act in My Time, and to ask her to contact Chen Nuoya and arrange for the company's best dance, voice and acting teachers to help him with his tuition.

The second thing I did was to get the albums and posters out and look at them over and over again for a long time. Then went to the bookcase and cleared out a piece of feng shui for dedicated album storage.

Yes, Ai Dou's albums are meant to be collected, so who can afford to take them apart and listen to them!

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That night, Qi Xingchen slept well.

When An Ran yawns into Noah's practice room at 8 a.m. the next morning, he's sprawled out on the floor sketching forms.

"Xingchen, you're here early ...... Getting what?"

Qi Xingchen sat up and shook the small notebook in her hand, "Scheduling."

An Ran crooked his head and read, "First period of vocal music, 7:00 am to 11:30 am; second period of acting, 1:00 pm to 5:00 pm; third period of dance, 5:30 pm to 10:30 pm ...... Xingchen, your class schedule doesn't make much sense, does it?"

"Holding up the teacher's life?"

"That's not ...... true." An Ran frowns a little, "I talked to the teachers yesterday and they all said they would be willing to work with your schedule. And with only four or five hours per class, the teachers won't be very tired. But ...... But you will be tired!"

An Ran sputtered, "From 7 a.m. to 10:30 p.m., even if you take an hour and a half break in the middle, you still have to keep up fourteen hours of intense study, can you stand it?"

"Nothing I can't stand, just don't interfere with the teacher, then I'm so settled haha."

Qi Xingchen ignored An Ran's yelling, in his mind, problems that could be solved by suffering were not problems.

He took back the schedule and added two items: morning study from 6:00-7:00 and evening study from 22:30-23:30.

The look An Ran gave him went from heartache to horror.

Because the schedule had just been arranged and the teacher had not been notified in advance, the first vocal lesson was postponed to 9:30pm. At nine o'clock, Qi Xingchen had finished practicing two dances by herself when she saw an acquaintance.

Han Qing -- the original owner's only friend at the company, and the first one he had just worn into Peaches of Night -- passed by the door of the practice room with his bag on his back.

"Xiao Qing!"

Qi Xingchen quickly ran out and called out to Han Qing.

Han Qing saw him and froze for a moment first, "Xingchen, you're back."

"Back. Come in, I was just looking for you."

Because of Qi Xingchen's intensive curriculum, Chen Nuoya had specially set aside a multi-purpose practice room for him. Han Qing walked in with his hands tied and stood a meter away from Qi Xingchen.

People come and go in the entertainment industry as a matter of course, and it's not unlikely that any of your friends will be on fire one day.

Over time, the differences in their situations and levels of insight make it difficult for them to remain friends.

That's why since Qi Xingchen appeared on Poor Traveler and became a frequent guest on Hot Search, Han Qing has voluntarily withdrawn from his social circle to save both of them from embarrassment in the end.

Not expecting Qi Xingchen to call him today, Han Qing opened his mouth to exchange pleasantries, "Xingchen, what day did you come back to the office?"

"Just came over this morning."

Qi Xingchen guessed what he was thinking and cut through the bullshit, "Xiao Qing, My Time gave Noah quite a few entries, you know that."

"Know, gave five."

"Have you?"

"The information has been submitted," Han Qing said knowingly, "but I can't guess who the company will choose in the end."

Han Qing is a good businessman with a good nature, and Qi Xingchen has always wanted to give him a hand.

Moreover, during the most confusing period of his book wearing, Han Qing had always accompanied him in practicing and laughing. No matter what Han Qing thinks, Han Qing is still one of his most important friends.

Qi Xingchen's tone was sure: "The company will definitely choose you, and now we have five weeks before the first recording, so you must practice hard."

"...... I'll practice." Han Qing didn't understand.

"I'll also be taking lessons in this practice room until the recording, so you can come over and listen when you're free."

"Really?"

It's hard for unappreciated trainees to meet a good teacher, and Han Qing is thrilled: "That's great, thank you Xingchen!"