Qiu Qiu only thought he was joking. He was already twenty-one. How could an adult have a chubby butt like a child? Sitting on the beam would hurt his butt.

He put on his helmet and carefully climbed onto the back seat of the motorcycle. Fu Ruien twisted the accelerator, the engine thundered, and it galloped out of the garage like a wild horse.

Qiu Qiu was startled by the strong momentum, and quickly lowered her body and lay tightly on Fu Ruien's back, holding the clothes at Fu Ruien's waist firmly with both hands.

The nimble motorcycle zipped through the traffic, leaving the dust and noise behind.

Fu Ruian's body stood in front of Qiu Qiu, protecting him from the wind and rain. He hides peacefully in his own small space, like a baby bird hiding under the wings of its parent bird. Qiu Qiu leaned his head against Fu Ruien's back. In the airtight helmet, all the noise seemed to fade away. When he closed his eyes, only the sound of the heart beating in the chest could be clearly heard. 

It was as if a tune sounded in his mind, from far to near, from shallow to deep, each note flowing in the tip of his heart. Qiu Qiu collected this fleeting inspiration, refined it repeatedly in his mind, and gathered the leaves and petals of this flower. Get up and unknowingly compose another song.

When Fu Ruian's car stopped, Qiu Qiu was still immersed in the music atmosphere.

Fu Ruien actually wanted Qiu Qiu to hold him for a while, and he didn't mind being looked at at the TV station gate. Unfortunately, the gathering time set by the program team was coming, so Fu Ruien could only push him gently to wake him up.

Only then did Qiu Qiu realize that he had arrived at his destination. He jumped out of the car in embarrassment and panic, and said goodbye to Fu Ruien with his guitar on his back.

Previously, the assistant director said that the financial backers of the Enrui Group would come to watch the finals. Qiu Qiu mistakenly thought that the person coming was his godfather. It was not until the day of the rehearsal that he realized that the person coming was a team responsible for the investment. That's right, what is Fu Ruien's identity? If he is going to be present at a regional final, it would be too low-level for him.

Just thinking that his godfather couldn't be there to watch him play made Qiu Qiu feel a little depressed.

"Sing well," Fu Ruian saw that he was not very interested and promised him by pinching his fingertips. "If you win, your godfather will give you a reward."

"What reward?"

"I haven't decided yet. But Qiuqiu can think about any wishes she has, and her godfather can fulfill them."

Qiu Qiu immediately raised his hand: "I want to move the tent..."

Fu Ruien interrupted directly: "Change your wish, this one won't work."

"Don't give me a massage that night..."

"If I change my wish, this one won't work either."

Qiu Qiu felt extremely wronged. His godfather was really a big bastard, always going back on his word and not keeping his word.

Don't stay in front of the TV station for too long. After a few careful words, Fu Ruien rode away. Qiu Qiu waited until the exhaust fumes from the motorcycle were no longer visible, then turned around and walked into the TV station.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the hall, he bumped into acquaintances - Da Xiong and Xiao Li.

This time the two of them were wearing identical pink support uniforms. The pattern printed on the chest was no longer Qiu Qiu's ID photo, but a cute and playful Q-version cartoon. The style of the painting was clearly created by Da Xiong. They held several cardboard boxes in their hands, which were filled with lantern signs, fans, and bracelets. Qiu Qiu only glanced at them and felt that he was about to be blinded by the color pink.

Daxiong greeted warmly: "Qiu, is it our father who sent you here again?"

"...That's my godfather..."

"We are a family, why are you so polite?"

Xiaoli on the side stared at her big eyes and suddenly threw the things in her hands to the ground. Tears fell down her eyes in a flash, but even though she was crying so earth-shatteringly, her eyeliner remained motionless.

Qiu Qiu hadn't seen her ex-girlfriend for many days, and she almost forgot how good she was at drama. She cried whenever she wanted to, while others were still brewing feelings. She had already played out the whole story of birth and death in her mind.

Qiu Qiu didn't know how he touched her sentimental nerve, so he accompanied her carefully and asked her what was wrong.

Xiaoli said bitterly: "Qiu Qiu, we haven't seen you for so long, why have you changed your sexual orientation?"

Qiu Qiu blushed and stumbled, "My godfather and I have a pure father-son relationship."

"This way you can deceive the straight bear."

Daxiong rushed to answer: "I was not deceived. The vice president wanted to sleep with him as soon as he saw it, and only he didn't know it."

...Actually, Qiu Qiu also knows...

But if you know, you know, and you can't say whether we can stay apart or not. 

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