One is better than the other!

Pei Xu's brows furrowed, and her palm abruptly loosened.

Di Xingchen hurriedly got up, grabbed his wrist and looked at it, then gathered Pei Xu's head to look at it and asked, "Where did you fall?"

Hu Ying also rushed over at this time, "Are you two alright?"

Because all three were wearing skates, Hu Ying and Di Xingchen joined forces to help Pei Xu up.

"I didn't fall, he might have fallen." Di Xingchen said, "Actually you don't have to protect me, we can skate, we know how to protect ourselves when we fall." Di Xingchen said.

The two of them helped Pei Xu back to the entrance, and Huo Cheng and Yan Zhi immediately surrounded them with concern.

"Is everything okay?"

"Why did you fall when you were standing properly?" Tuan Yihua asked.

Pei Xu said, "I accidentally brought him down."

"It's a good thing you all brought your protective gear." Huo Cheng said.

When she regained her senses, Di Xingchen was suddenly embarrassed.

Actually, Pei Xu put it very lightly.

But he heard it all.

He actually secretly said he liked him.

Spoken so softly and with such fervor.

"The ice of the skating rink is still hard." Hu Ying said, "Are you really okay?" .

"It's fine." Pei Xu says and glances at Di Xingchen, "Are you alright?"

Di Xingchen pursed his lips and shook his head, his heart beat faster when being questioned by Pei Xu in front of so many people.

It feels similar to making secret passes in public, especially in front of a bunch of love interests.

He glanced at Pei Xu and pursed his lips, his face steaming. Suddenly someone drapes a down coat over him, and he looks back to see that it's Tuan Yihua.

Duan Yihua glanced at him, averted his eyes, and handed over Pei Xu's and Hu Ying's down coats.

They had a pot of tea in a nearby lounge area, and Hu Ying asked, "Are you all done with your dates? I mean appointments."

Di Xingchen then looked at Yan Zhi.

"Yan Zhi and Star have not." Huo Cheng said faintly.

"Then you guys hurry up and go." Hu Ying said, "We can still get together sometime later."

"Where are you going, is it far?" Huo Cheng asked Yan Zhi.

"It's a bit far, we'll try to get back early." Yan Zhi said, "There's a show later, you can watch it first."

"You guys should be back by six or so, right?" Huo Cheng asked in a prude manner.

Yan Zhi looked at Huo Cheng, and Huo Cheng smiled.

"Pretty much." Yan Zhi said.

Huo Cheng then said, "The show ends around seven o'clock, so we'll be able to have dinner together then."

"The show's about to start already, isn't it, I thought it started at five?" Di Xingchen said.

"We'll go over later." Huo Cheng said, "You two hurry up, go early and come back early."

"Then let's go." Di Xingchen said.

The crowd watched the two of them go out, Yan Zhi and Di Xingchen didn't walk next to each other and didn't look close, but maybe because everyone knew that the two of them were going on a date and were alone, everyone's mood was a bit mixed and no one said anything for a while.

Hu Ying was scary, Huo Cheng was scary, and Pei Xu was scary, but in the end, they all regarded Yan Zhi as their strongest opponent.

Especially Pei Xu.

I don't know what Yan Zhi will do this time and where he will take Di Xingchen.

Luckily this time it was only for an hour, if this were a day and a night, he probably wouldn't be able to eat or sleep.

The time when love is still undecided is the most abrasive time, and with Love Heal giving everyone an equal opportunity to pursue it, this frequent dating can exacerbate the abrasiveness instead.

As Yan Zhi and Di Xingchen emerged from the rink, it seemed like there were more people outside, heading for the sculpture park in droves.

"So many people." Di Xingchen said.

"I'll take you somewhere less crowded." Yan Zhi said.

Yan Zhi walks him over to the program's car, and Di Xingchen asks, "Do we have to drive?"

"Uh-huh."

Di Xingchen then got in the passenger seat.

Yan Zhi fastened his seatbelt and started the car. Only after turning the corner and pulling out of the congested traffic did Yan Zhi smile and say, "It's been so long before I finally had my first date with you."

His words were emotional.

Not only was it actually the first date for the two of them, but it was also the first time the two of them had been alone since his mind was made clear.

The love affair is so short and there are so many people, that's why each of them treasures the opportunity to date and be alone so much.

Di Xingchen froze at the words, then smiled, pursed her lips, and took the mask off.

This kind of consecutive dating puts a lot of pressure on him, as if one moment Pei Xu is standing in front of him saying she likes him, and the next moment he is sitting in a car with Yan Zhi. When he used to watch love variety shows, sometimes several male guests would chase after a female guest, and the female guest would cry all the time, unable to make a choice, and some viewers would even scold the female guest, King Neptune, for having a heart, but now he, as a person involved in this case, can say one thing for the female guests: there is really a lot of pressure! Ten thousand fans of the bitter only know themselves!

It seems like it's not right to treat everyone the same, it's not right to have favorites, it's not right to behave appropriately whether you like it or not, and the awkwardness of it can only be overcome by yourself.

It might take a little while for him to calm down and commit to another appointment.

For example, he is now sitting in Yan Zhi's car, thinking about Pei Xu's confession to him.

He felt that Pei Xu's fall was quite heavy, was it better to go to the hospital?

"Tired?" Yan Zhi suddenly asked.

Di Xingchen thought that in case Yan Zhi arranged a trip that was more physically demanding, such as sports or a haunted house, and he said he was tired, wouldn't it be difficult for Yan Zhi to say that he was tired?

He just said, "It's okay, it's not tiring."

Hu Ying They were all out of the rink even after their tea, they were planning to go to the Sculpture Park to see the show, and had only just come out when they heard a cheer, the festival had started.

Because of too many people, the west gate was jammed, they passed through the traffic, Pei Xu raised her hand and looked a little gloomy.

Huo Cheng saw this and asked, "Does your hand still hurt?"

Pei Xu says, "Kind of."

It was fine when he first fell, but when he drank he felt the pain getting worse.

He didn't want to interfere with Yan Zhi's date and held back a bit.

Huo Cheng pinched his wrist and saw that the back of Pei Xu's hand was swollen.

"You're a little hurt here."

Tuan Yihua looked at it and said, "Why don't we go to the hospital?"

"I'll accompany him then. You guys go watch the show." Huo Cheng said.

Huo Cheng then hailed a cab.

He accompanied Pei Xu to a nearby community hospital to take a film, but it was good that the bones of the hand were not injured, the doctor prescribed some medicine, Huo Cheng also asked again and again to confirm everything, like an old father.

"It's really not a big deal, if you're still uncomfortable tomorrow, you guys can come back for a checkup and put some medicine on it and you should be fine." The doctor said.

When the two of them came out of the hospital together, Huo Cheng stood at the intersection and smoked a cigarette.

"This side is not far from the sculpture park, let's walk over." Huo Cheng said and let out a cigarette, Pei Xu shook his head.

"Have you never smoked before, or did you stop smoking when you got on this program?" Huo Cheng asked.

"I've always smoked very little." Pei Xu said, "You smoke less too, it doesn't do any good."

Huo Cheng, with the cold wind at his back, took a few steps backwards and said, "I have a smoking habit, and I only started to quit this year. Because of recording this program, I smoke much less, one or two a day."

He said to look at Pei Xu, narrowed his eyes, looked at Pei Xu in the smoke for a while, Pei Xu a black, cool look, handsome face, white, looks quiet very "big family withdrawn good brother".

He hardly seems to have the same animosity toward Pei Xu that he has toward Yan Zhi.

This could be a result of their different personalities from each other.

The two of them didn't seem to get a chance to have a proper conversation the last two days.

But when he does get the chance, he doesn't know what to talk to Pei Xu about.

People come and go on the street, the cold wind blowing, he suddenly remembered Di Xingchen at this time, this feeling of people coming and going still makes him feel a little sad, he was silent for a while and said, "I don't know where Yan Zhi and Xingchen have gone."

"It's just an hour, he can't waste an hour of his time on the road, he must not go far." Pei Xu said.

And there aren't too many places to go on a date in this neighborhood.

Yan Zhi also felt that an hour was too short a time, destined not to get out of the city, coupled with a temporary change in schedule and hasty plans, the big move was definitely not going to work, he could only try to arrange a meaningful date within the limited time and conditions.

It makes sense, the distance can't be too far, and Di Xingchen has already had two dates in a row and may be tired, so it's best if the dates he arranges are quieter. Preferably indoors and not so cold.

He looked around the neighborhood and finally found a drawing room.

Di Xingchen was surprised to see Yan Zhi bring him to the studio.

That studio is located in the northern suburbs of North City, further north is the mountains, the terrain is very high, the view is unusually wide.

Yan Zhi asks, "Can you draw?"

Di Xingchen shook his head, "I wouldn't."

Because Yan Zhi had come to say hello before, the store owner recognized him and was excited to greet him personally at the door.

There was not a single customer in the studio, just the owner and her daughter. Di Xingchen took off her coat and asked, "Do you want to paint?"

"I want to draw a portrait of you." Yan Zhi said.

Di Xingchen froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yeah."

He didn't even know Yan Zhi could draw.

They really have a hidden gem of a guest this season.

"Why don't you sit by the window, it's a nice view over here."

Di Xingchen nodded and took a seat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, only to realize that a bunch of pale red, full-bodied stars had been placed on that windowsill.

This shouldn't be here by accident, should it?

"How do I sit?" Di Xingchen laughs, "It's the first time I've ever had my portrait painted."

Yan Zhi said, "Sit however you're comfortable, I'm a little pressed for time, I'm only going to draw the top half of the body."

The owner of the studio lifted the drawing board over and looked at Di Xingchen, who smiled at the owner, who blushed with excitement and couldn't help but say, "You're even more handsome in person than on TV!"

Di Xingchen smiles and says, "Thank you."

The boss looked at Di Xingchen and then at Yan Zhi, and his heart became even more excited.

Both of these guys are way too good looking, aren't they!

One ascetic senior, one bright and handsome, and then the thought that the two of them might be in a relationship, she couldn't help herself.

"I'll leave you guys alone, if you need anything, just mention it."

"Thank you." Yan Zhi and Di Xingchen said almost simultaneously.

The owner smiled and went off to the side, and for goodness sake, both were so good looking, and both were so polite!

Yan Zhi picked up the pen and looked at Di Xingchen for a while, and Di Xingchen was embarrassed by his look. Yan Zhi laughed and said, "Don't be nervous."

Di Xingchen blushed even more and said, "I'll try."

He sat up straight, hands on his knees, he used to travel, in the scenic area, saw a portrait of people, sketches, five dollars ten dollars a piece, basically a few minutes to draw, Yan Zhi Since he wants to sketch him, it must have two brushes before he draws him, and it certainly does not take too long.

Yan Zhi picks up a brush and begins to draw on the board, the brush rubbing against the paper with a rustling sound, his movements seeming wide open, supposedly roughly sketching out the outline. Di Xingchen suddenly reached out and took the starry sky sitting on the windowsill and placed it on his lap.

Yan Zhi froze for a moment, then smiled, he actually rarely smiled like this lately, round-necked sweater, revealing a white shirt collar, gold glasses clear, that pair of good-looking hands holding a paintbrush, sitting in front of the drawing board, looking not at all like an electric campaigner, but more like an artist, literally elegant and elegant.

After about a couple minutes, Di Xingchen was less embarrassed and licked his lips, feeling a little thirsty.

"There's tea on the table." Yan Zhi said suddenly.

Di Xingchen's pink, fleeting tongue kept coming to mind.

"Can I move?" Di Xingchen asked.

Yan Zhi said, "Feel free to move."

Di Xingchen then picked up his teacup and took two sips of tea.

After drinking, he returned to his old self, Yan Zhi sometimes just staring at the drawing board, sometimes staring at him while drawing, his eyes sharp and direct, as if he could see through him. When they looked at each other, Di Xingchen lowered his eyes and looked at the stars in front of him.

The starry sky actually had a scent, but it was very light, but he especially liked the light aroma, reminding him of the bottle of his homemade perfume that Yan Zhi had once given him.

Yan Zhi is not only a game player, he can ski, paint, play guitar and perfume.

He is as good as Huo Cheng and Pei Xu.

All those people on the internet are going crazy for him, saying he can do everything, but Di Xingchen still feels that he's not really a standout among the eight guests. They just didn't have the chance to perform, unlike him who danced for the whole world to see.

His native identity really took a lot of advantage. And people like Tuan Yihua, Lin Qingning and the others, Mingming, who are also so good in their respective fields, don't get to show it through the audiovisual language.

Xiao Li, his followers' portrait, is standing behind Yan Zhi, staring at the panel even though the camera is pointing at him.

Di Xingchen couldn't help but ask, "How's it going, how's Yan's drawing?"

"You can see for yourself when the drawing is done later." Xiao Li looked strangely surprised, as if she was stunned.

Yan Zhi's sketch took a little longer than he expected, about half an hour had passed and Yan Zhi was still not done.

Di Xingchen wanted to ask a question, but he was afraid that Yan Zhi would be embarrassed. He sat there and thought, "How is he going to react if Yan Zhi's drawings are very ordinary, or do not resemble him in particular?

"Wow, that's too much of a likeness." Would that be too fake.

Coldness is definitely not cold, but there's a limit to enthusiasm... is he going to act it out? He had a feeling he might be awkward acting it out!

He could only pray in his heart that Yan Zhi's drawing would be better than he expected.

He eventually got a little tired of holding his back, and slowly leaned back into the back of his chair, the tea in his cup changed three times, and he pursed his lips, glancing towards Yan Zhi and the others every now and then.

The owner of the studio was also attracted and stood behind Yan Zhi. The studio was quiet, with only the rustling sound of Yan Zhi's hands. Yan Zhi's expression became more and more focused and serious.

About forty minutes later, Yan Zhi put down the pen in his hand.

He used mostly charcoal briquettes, and his white fingers were blackened in a big way.

"Is the painting done?" Di Xingchen asked.

Yan Zhi nods.

His cameraman immediately turned the camera on him, and Di Xingchen put down the full sky star in his hand and slowly stood up.

He was a little stressed at that moment.

He thought that no matter how well Yan Zhi drew, he would make a stunning face.

Yan Zhi takes the drawing paper off the board and hands it to him.

Di Xingchen took over under two camera shots, pursing her lips as she glanced toward the painting.

At this look, he was stunned.

Is this really a sketch?

He finally realized why Yan Zhi had been drawing for so long.

This is a black and white photo, right?

Yan Zhi used gray hard cardboard, dark surface spot highlights, chalk with charcoal strips as the main tool, the drawing was really amazing, the light and shadow and three-dimensionality of the drawing, especially the eyes, shy and bright, the corners of the lips to smile, almost immediately made him think back to his mood just now.

The beauty of a painting is that it conveys beauty better than a photograph, and Di Xingchen looks at it and wonders if he's really that good looking.

He is bright and dazzling in the black and white sketch.

Painted in the plainest colors, but with the brightest light.

The full sky in his arms was instead painted roughly, just a cloud of floral shadows.

He was truly touched and amazed.

He looked up at Yan Zhi, utterly convinced.

He didn't even know what to say, just said with some excitement, "You draw too well, don't you."

He didn't even know sketching could be so evocative and realistic.

Even the owner of the studio said, "To be able to draw so evocatively in such a short time is really, really impressive."

"Please frame it for me." Yan Zhi said.

Di Xingchen, still in the throes of excitement, asked, "Did you specialize in painting before?"

It's so tightly hidden that fans don't even know about it!

"I used to study with Ms. Zhang Feng. She is a close friend of my mother." Yan Zhi said lightly.

"Ms. Zhang Feng?" The studio owner asked in surprise, "No wonder."

Di Xingchen didn't know this person, but even from the tone of the boss, he could hear that she was a big person.

Men with talent really shine.

Di Xingchen is looking at Yan Zhi and feels that Yan Zhi has become more advanced.

Yan Zhi took the soap and rubbed his hands, the white foam covered the lead dust on his fingers, this pair of hands that caused countless people to scream is really a treasure ah, can kill on the keyboard, but also can quietly pick up the brush and draw such an amazing painting. When this scene is broadcasted on TV, I wonder how many hearts Yan Zhi, the girl killer, will kill.

After the owner of the studio gave them a framed picture, the two of them took a picture with the owner of the studio. The owner was not reserved at all, and when she looked at Yan Zhi, her eyes were full of admiration, and she was simply full of praise for Yan Zhi: "His painting skill is really beyond the reach of those who graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts, not to say that it is at the level of the masters, but it is really very, very awesome."

It was close to stomping and screaming.

Di Xingchen doesn't know any painting techniques, he just has the most intuitive feelings of ordinary people.

That's just good bull.

After finishing the painting, they had more than an hour, Yan Zhi took the handful of stars, and the two of them came out of the studio together.

The sky has already dimmed, the top of the snow-covered mountain is a Wan Xia, the setting sun shines on their faces, Di Xingchen looked at the portrait in his hand, his heart was stirred by the talent of the painting surging up.

Really well drawn.

He thought he looked better in this painting than he did in person.

It looks as if it's exactly like him, and as if it amplifies a certain quality in him, but if you want to find that quality out, you can't. This may be the way Yan Zhi sees him, and only those who love him will find it and magnify it.

The large trees in the sculpture park blocked the light of the setting sun, leaving only half of it shining on the stage. Hu Ying felt a little cold, looked back at the almost disappearing sunlight, and said, "It's been more than an hour, why aren't they back yet."

Hu Ying couldn't stand it anymore and urged the camera behind them, "You guys call and ask."

The cameraman called Yan Zhi and the others. The festival was too noisy, so he simply ran out, and went out for a while. About ten minutes later, Hu Ying saw him walking through the crowd toward them, followed by Yan Zhi and Di Xingchen.

"Back." Hu Ying said.

Huo Cheng and Pei Xu turned around and saw Di Xingchen and Yan Zhi walking through the crowd. Yan Zhi looked back and put his arm around Di Xingchen's shoulder, who was wearing a mask and carrying a beautiful log-colored paper bag.

"You guys are finally back." Huo Cheng said.

The lights on the stage shone down, purplish-red, sweeping over the crowd, and the singer above them was singing an extremely upbeat ballad, and the crowd was swaying to the chorus. A few of them stood together, and Tuan Yihua and Hu Ying both glanced toward the bag in Di Xingchen's hand, vaguely seeing a picture frame and a bunch of stars inside.

The night came up, the sky turned a deep blue, and the light brushed their faces, each one as obscure as the other.

Pei Xu and Huo Cheng were both checking out Di Xingchen and Yan Zhi, trying to see from their expressions how their date had turned out. Thousands of people have started to sing along, and Di Xingchen looks up towards the stage and says, "I know them!"

He recognized the band, he just couldn't recall their name, but the song they were singing was familiar to him. The fervor quickly engulfed everything, and everyone was infected by the excitement, standing together to watch the show.

Pei Xu suddenly felt someone touch his arm, he turned his head and saw that it was Di Xingchen.

Di Xingchen approached him and asked over the loud music, "What happened to your hand?"

Pei Xu raised his hand.

He smeared purple potion on the back of his hand.

He shook his head a little and noticed someone watching them and looked up, it was Yan Zhi.

Purple-red light flicked over Yan Zhi's eyeglass lenses, and the red light covered Yan Zhi's eyes, like weeds covering a jackal's figure, but he knew that the more invisible the place, the more hidden the danger that could not be seen.

"The hand hurt, went to the hospital." Pei Xu stretched out her fingers and said to Di Xingchen.

He could have said it before.

He was kind to Yan Zhi.

He doesn't want to be merciful to him now.