"Hahaha, it's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that he doesn't dare."


"I don't know why Brother Fu laughed, but I laughed too, and I actually realized it."


"So you are such a Jian Xingsui who wants to see but doesn't dare to."


"Understandable, after all, who wouldn't want to watch it, take me one."


"Pay attention, sisters, we might accidentally see something."


However, the film emperor Fu, who had finished teasing the boy, went into the bathroom and quickly changed his clothes. Because he was taller, even taller than Shen Xingchen, his trousers turned into nine-point trousers. He had to simply roll up the trousers and wear white sneakers, as well as the exclusive white sweatshirt of grade A looking young and handsome. He was obviously nearly thirty years old, but he did not look old at all but emitted a unique sense of maturity and handsomeness.


Jian Xingsui stared blankly.


In a trance, he stared at Fu Jinxiao who was wearing the training suit looking young, as if he was back many years ago. When he had just been chasing his idol, this person was standing on the TV, participating in a singing contest, and he was on the other side of the screen secretly cheering for him. Time flew and they actually were inside the same screen, and the distance between them was also so close. 


Fu Jinxiao tidied up his clothes, and said half-jokingly: "If I go to participate in this show with this look, will I be able to make a debut?"


Jian Xingsui lowered his head hopelessly and his eyes turned slightly red. He took a deep breath, suppressed the heavy emotions in his heart, and smiled: "You will definitely debut winning the center position."


"So sure?"


Fu Jinxiao was originally joking but at this moment, when casually walking out, he joked along the line: "You will vote for me?"


Unexpectedly, a soft response came from behind: "En, I will."


...


The joking words received a solemn response, and Fu Jinxiao's footsteps stopped.


He turned around suddenly and met Jian Xingsui's eyes that didn't have time to recover. Looking at each other, Fu Jinxiao's hand holding the doorknob was slightly tight. In the end, the man's usually deserted eyes became a little warmer, and he hooked his lips: "Well, then thank you."


Different from the previous jokes, this sentence was a little more serious.


It was as if he was really thanking him.


He was not looking at the screen with millions of fans, but looking at the person in front of him, thanking Jian Xingsui.

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