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Idol, You’re Acting OOC – Intimacy is Prohibited in the Group (2)
Going back to the main topic, Lu Shijin was getting choked in Tao Qinghong’s “hug of love.” He hurriedly tried to look up to take a breath.
“Taotao, Taotao, let go of me first, I can’t breathe!”
Tao Qinghong realized that he was grabbing Lu Shijin too tightly and hurriedly let go, taking a step back as he scratched his head apologetically.
“Sorry, Shijin-ge. I was too excited when I heard that you’d be going out with Xu Yifan and didn’t watch my strength. Are you okay?”
Lu Shijin patted his chest and said, “I’m fine.”
The talent show that Xu Yifan and Lu Shijin participated in chose the six most popular trainees to debut as a boy band.
In order to make the group more well-known, the company planned a variety show. The six members would go on a trip of seven days and six nights, and be streamed 24/7. Fans would be able to see the most realistic side of their idols.
Although it was said to be “realistic,” the company had long set personas for them.
The general plan for the variety show had probably already been planned, maybe even what they were going to say.
“Shijin-ge, I’m so jealous. You can debut with Xu Yifan and be his teammate, fighting toward your dreams together!”
Tao Qinghong’s expression showed a lot of yearning, his eyes, which were squeezed into a thin line by his fat, shone with light. This was the boundless love he had for his idol.
Lu Shijin turned around and found a suitcase lying on the ground, clothes randomly scattered in it. They were the clothes he was going to wear in the variety show.
He couldn’t handle the suitcase being so messy, so he knelt down and began tidying it up.
“You can do it too.” Lu Shijin told Tao Qinghong seriously as he packed, “If Taotao loses some weight, I’m sure you’ll be super handsome, and with your family’s company, it would be easy to debut. Maybe you’ll even be more popular than Xu Yifan.”
Tao Qinghong smiled shyly, “Thanks, Shijin-ge. I know you’re just comforting me. Xu Yifan is so perfect and good, I don’t think anyone can match up to him. I’m satisfied with just watching him from afar. I won’t expect anything more.”
“I’m not comforting you, I’m speaking the truth.” Lu Shijin looked at the little fatty seriously, “Taotao, have you never thought about losing weight before? Whether for your future or health, it would all be good.”
“I have, but losing weight is so hard.” Tao Qinghong grimaced, listing off his stubby fingers, “I can’t eat my favourite hotpot, spicy crayfish, teppanyaki, red braised pork belly, ice cream . . . I can’t eat this or that, what’s the point of living then?”
Lu Shijin: . . . Well, I guess that’s why he’s so fat.
It seemed as though he doesn’t have much dedication to losing weight.
That wouldn’t do, the most important part to complete the task was to make Tao Qinghong skinny.
Unless Xu Yifan was blind, he would never accept someone so stocky.
Lu Shijin frowned, then suddenly got an idea.
“Taotao, do you only want Xu Yifan’s autograph?” Lu Shijin smiled like a fox, “Are you sure you don’t want anything else?”
Tao Qinghong fell for the bait and excitedly went towards Lu Shijin, “Something else? What?!”
“Hold on!” Lu Shijin felt the floor quake and quickly put out a hand to stop Tao Qinghong, keeping him from excitedly choking him again, “How about we make a bet?”
Tao Qinghong blinked, “What bet?”
“I can let you meet Xu Yifan one-on-one.” Lu Shijin saw even more excitement on Tao Qinghong’s face and continued slowly, “As long as you lose 20 pounds within a month.”
“Really?” Tao Qinghong was a bit dubious. “You’re not lying?”
“Of course not, I’m Xu Yifan’s bandmate, how could you not believe me?” Lu Shijin finished putting all the clothes in the suitcase and closed it, standing up. “As long as you lose weight, I’ll definitely be able to do it!”
Tao Qinghong was torn. On one side was the pain of losing weight, and the other was the temptation of being in close contact with his idol.
He was only a seventeen year old fatty, why would he need to make such an important decision?
Hotpot, crayfish, red braised meat, or Xu Yifan?
Lu Shijin felt despair, he’s already given such a tempting offer, but he still won’t lose weight?
It seems like Xu Yifan isn’t more important than food in Tao Qinghong’s heart yet.
“How about this.” Lu Shijin clapped, thinking of another plan, “As long as you work to lose weight everyday, I’ll send you a picture of Xu Yifan. They’d be exclusive photos of his daily life! It’ll give you more insight into your idol!”
Tao Qinghong’s eyes widened at this and the fat on his face trembled, his heart feeling moved.
“Alright!” Tao Qinghong made his decision. He’d do it for exclusive photos of Fanfan!
Lu Shijin was overjoyed, “That’s a promise! You have to start from today!”
“Today? Can’t I start tomorrow?” Tao Qinghong rubbed his stomach, trying to bargain, “I booked dinner at a really delicious hotpot place tonight . . .”
Lu Shijin choked with anger. “What happened to losing weight?”
“It’s my last chance to enjoy food . . .” Tao Qinghong straightened up, and said righteously, “Besides, how would I have the strength to lose weight without having eaten my fill?”
Lu Shijin was speechless.
He still wanted to remind Tao Qinghong to lose weight properly when his phone on the bed rang.
Lu Shijin answered it. It was his agent urging him to go to the company immediately. Their plane would be taking off in two hours.