Chu Qin silently sipped his drink. In the entertainment industry, a reckless youngster like Wei Yan with innate hubris would easily offend people. If he did not learn to be obedient, he wouldn’t make it far even if his family sought for the best resources. It had to be known that in any team, even a simple handyman could also bring unexpected troubles.
“Oh, he really is stupid,” Zhong Yibin glanced at Wei Yan and agreed with Wu Wan.
Wu Wan was momentarily stunned. He merely showed some self-deprecation and called his cousin stupid, yet this person actually agreed. Wu Qianqian saw her brother’s look of distress and grinned unkindly. She had no liking for this cousin and would not have agreed to bring him along had her brother not supported him.
Once again, Wei Yan’s face flushed red. He yearned to tell his cousin to set the matter aside and stop pleading with the other party, but always swallowed the words when it was at the tip of his tongue. Prior to summer vacation, he had already bragged to his classmates about his family finding a good internship opportunity. He had even promised the class flower that he would pull her into the team after finding an opportunity.
“Even if he has pure intentions, he still needs to rely on Director Zhong’s guidance no?” Wu Wan coughed dryly and smiled cheekily. He nudged Zhong Yibin with his elbow and gave his cousin a look. “Little Yan, come pour a glass of wine for your Bing-ge.”
Wei Yan lifted the beer jar and filled Zhong Yibin’s glass.
“Hey, that’s where you’re wrong. You should take three shots first before pouring for gege,” Bai Cheng said with a smile.
Ji Yao scoffed. Seeing that there was nothing that concerned him here, he rose and walked to Bai Cheng’s corner. Picking up the microphone, he prepared to sing a song. The model beside him had foresight and went to pick the song.
“What does Yao-ge want to sing?” The lady asked him while smiling.
“<You Are Toxic>” Ji Yao hadn’t opened his mouth when Bai Cheng helped him name one. “Our Chicken Yao likes this song the most.”
Cheerful music sounded. Ji Yao elbowed Bai Cheng and their eyes met in secret laughter. Bai Cheng picked up the microphone as well to accompany him in singing.
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You can only admit that you deserve bad luck
Your arrogant appearance really contains a cruel heart
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First, he had to take three shots before proposing a toast. Wei Yan gripped the wine jug in his hands, this was what the juniors in his school who wanted to curry favor with him would do, and now it was his turn. The music that resounded in his ears mirrored his current mood, overflowing with sadness and humiliation.
Zhong Yibin was silent. He leaned against the back of the sofa, two fingers tapping out the beat on Chu Qin’s leg.
He didn’t know how the past him interacted with these people. This group of childhood friends seemed to be experts in eating, drinking, and playing, completely unlike the group of friends his family’s big brother had. It was no wonder his future prospects failed to match up to his brother’s. In other people’s eyes, he was only a hedonistic son of rich parents?
Wei Yan struggled for a long while before forcing down three glasses of wine.
Zhong Yibin leisurely took a sip from his glass. “We happen to be starting filming for a palace drama, I’ll let him try it out.” These words were directed at Wu Wan.
“Haha, all right,” Wu Wan immediately grinned from ear to ear.
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You’re so poisonous, you’re so poisonous, you’re so poisonous wuwuwu
The more you say, the more outrageous it is
The more I listen, the more muddled I am
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Bai Cheng held the microphone and suddenly leapt in front of them, facing Zhong Yibin and loudly clamoring for him to sing. Even after received Zhong Yibin’s kick, he didn’t find it painful and still pestered Chu Qin to sing with him.
Chu Qin was also not someone who would be a wet blanket, so he took the microphone and messed around with them. A host’s voice was very nice to listen to and this did not exclude singing. After finishing this song, everyone urged him to sing another.
“I want to listen to <Sigh of Xiaoyao>, I haven’t listened to Qin-ge’s singing in many years!” Wu Qianqian exclaimed loudly and went to choose the song. This song was one of the sound tracks for an old television drama. It was this piece that Chu Qin sang when he participated in the national broadcasting station’s host competition. That year, he mesmerized countless boys and girls.
Classical, soothing music sounded. Chu Qin sat on the stage, watching the lyrics on the screen as he slowly sang.
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Time rarely reaches silence, the autumn wind drifting wearily
The sunset refuses to leave, hanging at the edge of the wall, unable to part with me
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That year in the national broadcasting station’s performance studio, Chu Qin stood under the bright light, dressed in a simple long-sleeved shirt, with a microphone in one hand and a sword in the other. With the mist curling around him, his young brows resembling the ink in paintings.
His clear and melodious voice carried wisps of entanglement and sighs. At that moment, he seemed to embody the knight in the song. Even his sword-waving arm appeared to be clad in wide sleeves.
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Mocking my lack of words, the empty madness of the past and future
The knife is ready but the blade is tired, all ties broken and dreams destroyed
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In the first row, Zhong Yibin gazed quietly at the youth on stage. His heart was inexplicably moved. In that short moment, he resolved to sign him even if he failed to win the championship. Even if he couldn’t be a host, he could still be a singer.
The scenes of the past coincided with those of reality. Chu Qin sat on the high seat, one leg stepping on the chair and the other naturally stretched out. The more Zhong Yibin looked, the longer Chu Qin’s legs were. He was merely sitting there casually, yet taking their gazes off him was a matter of difficulty. No matter what he said or sang, they could not help listening diligently.
Zhong Yibin was not the only one affected, the others couldn’t resist turning their gazes to Chu Qin as well. For a long time, they were against Chu Qin. It would be hard to accept any good buddy who suddenly started liking men. Therefore, they liked to say a few phrases to incite Chu Qin. After a while, Chu Qin was also no longer willing to mix around with them.
After re-examining Chu Qin today, they had to admit that he was a very charismatic man.
The group of people messed around till early morning. Bai Cheng dragged the two models to the higher floor to book a room while Ji Yao refused Bai Cheng’s invitation to ‘go together’, saying that there would be other activities in the later half of the night.
In order to make things up to Zhong Yibin, Wu Wan fought to get the bill. Zhong Yibin didn’t stop him either. The truth was that even if Zhong Yibin had to foot the bill, he had no money. The credit card given by his brother was still in Chu Qin’s hands.
Shengshi Huange was under the Zhong Family. Zhong Yibin ordered, “No need to give young master Wu a discount, he doesn’t lack money.”
Under the worshipful eyes of his cousin, Wu Wan gnashed his teeth and swiped his card. His allowance for the month was simultaneously emptied out. Wu Qianqian sullenly looked at her brother. “Aiya, ge, can you still buy the bag you promised to get for me?”
“Buy? Can’t you see that your ge is on the verge of eating soil?” Wu Wan said in a huff.
“Then I can only let jiejie buy it for me and tell her where your allowance went!” Wu Qianqian beamed with a raised chin.
“Buy buy buy, I’ll get anything my little sister wants even if I have to eat soil,” Wu Wan’s expression immediately changed, fawningly dragging his sister into the car to go home.
Wei Yan was temporarily living at the Wu house, so he also followed the brother-sister pair home. Before leaving, he looked back at Chu Qin and Zhong Yibin, unable to resist his excitement. He could be considered to have stepped into the entertainment industry today, being privy to so many secrets in a night. Shengshi’s golden microphone actually liked men and was even the boss’ lover, how interesting.
He couldn’t stop himself from raising his phone to take a picture. However, Wu Qianqian grabbed his phone before he managed to do so.
“Wei Yan, let me give you a word of advice. It is better to pretend not to have seen some things after seeing them. Otherwise, you won’t even know how your death came about,” Wu Qianqian said coldly, shaking the mobile phone in front of him.
Zhong Yibin had drunk a bit too much. After giddily taking a bath, he lay on the bed in a daze. Chu Qin came out while drying his hair, and covered him with a blanket.
“Qinqin,” Zhong Yibin grabbed his hand and dragged him into his embrace. Chu Qin’s drenched hair wet his silk pajamas.
“Don’t mess around, I’m going to dry my hair,” Chu Qin smiled and twisted in his arms, struggling to get up.
“Baobei, let me ask you a question,” Zhong Yibin refused to let him leave, stroking his face and lifting his head up to meet him.
“En?” Chu Qin settled his chin on Zhong Yibin’s palm and smiled at him. He was very happy today, in all meanings…
“Did I treat you badly in the past?” Zhong Yibin had been in a dilemma over this question for a night. In the past, he must not have stopped that group of people from treating Chu Qin in such a manner for them to dare to do so now.
Chu Qin was stunned. He reached out and ruffled Zhong Yibin’s head. “If you weren’t good to me, why would you take a hit to the head for me?” The patch of hair that had been shaved off by the doctor had already grown out. The inch-length board-like hair had also become furry and soft.
“That is a man’s bravery!” Zhong Yibin waved his fists in the air. The effects of the alcohol manifested, making him more excited. In the end, he wilted, “You must tell me everything I did that let you down.”
Chu Qin looked at the silly, drunk Er Bing and couldn’t help wriggling up, placing a lemon-scented kiss on those cool, thin lips. The two of them had just brushed their teeth and their breaths carried similar scents.
Zhong Yibin held onto him and deepened the kiss. Fortunately, luckily, he still remembered Chu Qin. If he had remembered someone else, he would definitely receive the wrong information. How sad would Chu Qin be then?
People who drank alcohol were easily excitable. After kissing for a while, Zhong Yibin had a reaction. His breathing became heavy and the hand on Chu Qin’s back started sliding down.
Seeing that the flames were about to erupt, Zhong Yibin gasped for breath and separated from him. “Who was on top in the past?”
Chu Qin’s heart trembled and he looked down at Zhong Yibin, whose face was a shade of crimson and his buttons in disarray. The devil in his heart appeared with a bang and a tiny person with red horns waved a steel fork. “Get on top of him, get on top of him!”
Another tiny person with white wings and a halo looked mournful, “How can you take advantage of him when he trusts you so much?”
“Are you still a man!” The devil villain poked his head with his fork.
Chu Qin swallowed. “Of course I’m the one on top!”
“Really?” Zhong Yibin looked at him and slowly reach out a hand, touching his face, “I will believe anything you say, I only trust you.” The low-pitched voice carried the hoarseness of emotion and sounded incomparably affectionate.
Chu Qin almost shed tears. He sniffed. “I lied, you’re on top…”
Zhong Yibin flipped him around, pushing the person beneath him. He bit his ear and laughed. “En, I know.”
The author has something to say:
Small theater:
Er Bing: Were you the top or bottom in the past?
Qinqin: Oh, this is embarrassing to say
Er Bing: Then you can be the bottom
Qinqin: …Do you really have amnesia?
Er Bing: I only remember the important bits, like the love between the gong and shou ︿(￣︶￣)︿