Jian Xingsui seemed to feel that something was looking at him from behind, but when he turned his head to look over, he saw Fu Yingdi chatting with Shen Xingchen. The two seemed to be talking, but they didn't notice him.
It must be my own illusion...
He shook his head, and couldn't help but sneak a few glances, wondering if he had eaten that throat lozenge, Best Actor Fu, or not. His throat was uncomfortable, and that candy could help him relax.
Tuya noticed his gaze and said softly, "Sui Sui, do you want to go over and say hello to Teacher Fu?"
Jian Xingsui quickly looked back, he hurriedly shook his head: "If there is no one, I will take a look."
Tuya was a little frightened by his extreme reaction.
Soon, the blond female instructor smiled again, and she said: "Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else, I just want to tell you, in fact, Brother Fu, he is not that scary, although he is in your practice Sometimes he will be very strict, but usually he is also very concerned about you, if you like him, you can go over and talk to him, don't be afraid."
Just as Jian Xingsui wanted to say that he understood, An Ran next to him said: "I think Brother Fu is very good. He should be strict with us, and he is not strict at all. I can feel that Brother Fu is actually quite gentle." !"
His voice is not too low, unlike Jian Xingsui who always speaks in a low voice, although An Ran's voice sounds gentle, but the decibels are not low, as if deliberately wanting the people over there to hear generally.
"Sui Sui, don't think about Brother Fu that much." An Ran looked sideways at Jian Xingsui with concern, not giving him a chance to explain: "Actually, Brother Fu is a very nice person."
"..."
I haven't said anything yet.
Jian Xingsui turned his head and looked over there. Fortunately, Fu Jinxiao didn't seem to pay much attention to this place and didn't look over. As for whether he heard it, he couldn't be sure himself. Usually, if it was something else, he would be fine. Don't bother with An Ran, after all, those petty fights are harmless, but when it comes to his idol, and being deliberately misinterpreted, the fire in his heart flares up again.
Jian Xingsui glanced sideways at An Ran, his eyes full of coldness.
The re-recording was about to start again, Tuya was called away, and the other instructors also left, leaving only the students here.
An Ran was frightened by Jian Xingsui's gaze. He looked at Jian Xingsui hesitantly and innocently and said, "I'm sorry, did I say something wrong? I'm sorry, I just want to help..."
"No." Jian Xingsui said, "I don't need your help."
A hurt look crossed An Ran's face.
Jian Xingsui was not moved at all, he said: "Your second brother came to see me and asked me to save you trouble, do you know about this?"
An Ran paused, of course he knew, but it wouldn't be good if he really nodded, so he fell into silence for a while, not knowing how to answer this question.
"Now, I will return this sentence to you." Jian Xingsui looked at him coldly, moved closer, and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Please don't trouble me."
An Ran raised his head to look at him in surprise, but met Jian Xingsui's dark eyes, and heard him say: "What's yours will always be yours, and I won't snatch it from you. Don't be too impatient. Instead, you will eat it." Ugly."
A few short sentences seemed to be wrong, but An Ran understood everything.
This was the first time that An Ran was no longer a soft image in front of Jian Xingsui. He looked at Jian Xingsui with a bit of thoughtfulness in his eyes, and finally turned his head and left without saying anything.
…
At the front desk, all the teams have finished their performances, and it's time for the most exciting votes in the audience to choose the most popular champion of each team.
The director team has already counted the numbers on the big screen, and asked all the students to come on stage, and Teacher Li shouted: "Now, the live audience support king and the best performance king of each group will be announced on the screen. I count three, two, one, please turn around!"
The numbers on the big screen blinked and timed, and all the students turned to look at their own statistics and support values.
This is very important to everyone. The first performance, in fact, the various statistics have already explained everything, and the students in the upper and lower circles will also start to divide at this moment.
When the data was broadcast to the "Youth China" group, the big screen stopped and gave the list of data:
The first place in support value: Shen Xingchen has a total of 132 votes from the audience.
The best mentor in the group to evaluate the performance king: Jian Anran
The moment the words "big" and "big" appeared on the screen, An Ran smiled, but Shen Xingchen looked back at his teammates. The boy who was always sunny and ruffian and always seemed to only care about himself has become a boy now. The audience supported the king, but the first reaction was to look at Jian Xingsui. Even the other teammates in the group did not celebrate the support king and the performance king, but looked at Jian Xingsui.
There is no other reason.
During this period of time, everyone in the team knows who worked the hardest. In order not to slow down the progress of the team, they stayed up until midnight every day. In order to compose songs, they were always the last to leave and the first to come. No one said anything. , but everyone felt that if their team could have honor, this honor should have Jane Xingsui's share.
Only Jian Xingsui smiled, he went over and hugged Shen Xingchen: "Congratulations, I knew you could do it."
Shen Xingchen suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and snorted softly: "That's right, I don't even look at who the young master is."
The audience in the live broadcast room had mixed feelings:
"Although Ran Ran and Xing Chen got a good ranking, I always feel weird."
"The look in Xiaocuntou's eyes when he saw the ranking just now was so heartbreaking."
"Jane Xingsui was a poor dancer."
"The foundation is too poor, and some movements are still not strong enough, so they are not worthy of ranking."
After all the rankings are announced, the recording is basically over.
The backstage exited in an orderly manner, but there were also some players who came off the stage to talk to some fans and relatives who came this time. Jian Xingsui and his team followed the captain Shen Xingchen.
Not far away, the mentors were there, and An Ran ran over to share the joy with his brother Jian Zhi.
Shen Xingchen also came to chat with his mother, and Xu Enzhen happened to be beside Fu Jinxiao. When he saw his son, he inevitably pulled Shen Xingchen over to talk about it.
So Jian Xingsui was left here, a little embarrassed, wondering if he should go back first.
Hesitating on the spot, he saw Fu Yingdi just coming down from the stage, drinking water and resting by the table, he hesitated whether to go up to say hello, and when he was hesitating to take a step forward, someone greeted him from behind. He also took the lead to speak: "Brother Fu!"
An Ran walked over happily, with a smile on his face and full of energy.
Jian Xingsui had no choice but to shut up.
Fu Jinxiao was originally standing there, admiring the tangled expression of Xiao Cuntou, betting on whether the child dared to come over, when he was suddenly disturbed, the film king was unhappy, but he didn't really show it on his face, She just glanced at him lightly: "What's the matter?"
"I'm here to thank you." An Ran looked a little shy and said: "I know that the best performance is voted by the instructor, so I want to thank you for your recognition and thank you."
Fu Jinxiao: "Really?"
An Ran nodded slightly. He stood there, looking very beautiful with red lips and white teeth, but also a little shy and touched, as if he was really touched: "Brother Fu, thank you very much, thank you instructors for your kindness. My acknowledgment, I... I've worked so hard to dance, to practice, just for this day, to be seen, and now it makes me feel like my hard work was not in vain, thank you...”
Fu Jinxiao listened calmly.
In fact, he likes young people who work hard. Logically speaking, An Ran is actually very good, good in all aspects, but for some reason, when he saw An Ran Fu tonight, he was thinking of another person.
Obviously that kid is also working very hard and has no dancing skills, but he would rather sacrifice his dance practice time or contribute to the team, but no audience will remember this, they will only think that he didn't work hard and danced poorly, whether he was successful or not. Failure, the child, never thought of saying anything, and endured silently where he couldn't see it.
An Ran moved closer.
Just when the cameraman came, and when he was about to capture a shot of the two chatting together, Fu Jinxiao dodged and avoided the camera.
An Ran was a little embarrassed.
For many years in the entertainment industry, Fu Jinxiao understands everything. It just depends on whether he wants to understand. In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. It is not wrong for young people to want to climb up, but the problem is, inexplicably, he is very annoying. Looking at the young man in front of him, he is perfunctory and does not want to be perfunctory. .
"You don't need to thank me." Fu Jinxiao said coldly, and the actor's perennial hypocritical smile also looked so cold: "If you have to thank me, you are also thanking the wrong person."
An Ran was taken aback.
Fu Jinxiao raised his eyelids to look at him, and opened his lips: "Voting for the best performance was voted by five mentors together, but you may not have read the voting list carefully. You only have one vote, and Jane Xingsui also has one vote."
An Ran seemed to think of something, and slowly widened his eyes.
"Yes, that's right." Fu Jinxiao curled his lips: "I voted for it."
…
next day
After the first session, all students can take a short rest.
The notice from the program team came down. Because of their shooting time this time, the program team decided to invite some family members of the students to visit, so that they could shoot another interactive video.
Before filming, a questionnaire was sent to each student.
Jian Xingsui took the watch and looked at it, and was stunned: "I still need to fill in the blood types of my parents."
Shen Xingchen also sighed: "The program team's investigation is really detailed, why don't they ask about the constellations?"
The rest of the dorm laughed.
Jian Xingsui actually knew that he had type A blood, but it was embarrassing that he didn't know about the Zhangs. After Li found out about this matter, he contacted the Jian family. At that time, the head of the Jian family, Jian Gu, went to do a paternity test with An Ran overnight, and then confirmed the relationship.
Later, there was a bloodbath.
Because everything was too sudden, the two families were in trouble, and things piled up, but Jian Xingsui himself never went to the Zhang family for a paternity test, and he didn't even know the Zhang family's blood type. I never paid attention to it because Jian Xingsui didn't accept that he was not a child of Jian's family at all, and he was unwilling to go for an appraisal with Zhang's family from the bottom of his heart. In addition, An Ran came aggressively later, and many things were delayed.
blood type
He really didn't notice it.
Shen Xingchen leaned over and said, "You are also A? I am also A, what a coincidence!"
Jian Xingsui regained consciousness and smiled: "Well, what a coincidence."
"You guys fill it out first, I'll go out for a while." Jian Xingsui walked out with small steps. He didn't know that he just took the form and asked An Ran. After all, An Ran must know it well. Fortunately, their dormitory is close.
When he arrived at the place, he knocked on the door: "Sorry to bother you."
Everyone in An Ran's dormitory turned their heads.
This is a private matter and it is not good to face everyone, Jian Xingsui said: "An Ran, please come over here, please?"
Zhou Xun looked at him vigilantly, but An Ran stopped Zhou Xun, came over with small steps, followed Jian Xingsui and left the dormitory, and only asked in the corridor where no one was outside, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Jian Xingsui handed him the form in his hand: "What are the blood types of Zhang and his wife? You can fill this out for me, I don't know,"
An Ran breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was just this, and when he took it, he said, "Oh, that's right, you said it earlier, they are both B..."
Jian Xingsui didn't hear clearly: "What?"
An Ran's words froze when he saw Jian Xingsui's blood type.
A, Jane Xing is A.
But Zhang and his wife are both couples with blood type B, how could they give birth to a child with blood type A
An Ran suddenly remembered that when he got the report, after the Zhangs and his wife talked with the doctor back then, their expressions at that time were a little subtle, and even a little evasive. question!
Could it be...
Not only is he not their own, but is Jian Xingsui
If not, who are Jian Xingsui's biological parents
An Ran's hand holding the paper tightened unconsciously, and he suddenly thought of the time when his teammates made fun of Shen Xingchen and Jian Xingsui's resemblance. Could it be that they are really a family
Jian Xingsui waited for a while, a little suspicious: "What's wrong with you?"
An Ran regained consciousness, and unconsciously began to stammer: "I, I'm fine."
what to do
Do you want to tell him...