The Daily Life of Being the Campus Idol's Fake Boyfriend

In the last few days before going on stage, the two spent almost all their spare time practicing in the piano room, often spending six or seven hours together privately at the end of the day.

Under such conditions, the intimacy and tacit understanding between Ling Ke and Qi Feng has improved by leaps and bounds, and they can often understand what the other party is thinking just by looking at a gesture or a look.

Of course, mental speculation and prediction is the only thing except emotion - this is the forbidden area that Ling Ke isolated.

As a "straight man", no matter what you imagine, you can't go beyond the threshold.

On this day, the two focused on the few bars that were most prone to mistakes in the piano room.

After practicing over and over again, there is a place where the rhythm always sounds wrong.

"In the eighth measure," Qi Feng asked Ling Ke to play it alone and finally heard it, "yes, this is the section, repeat it...every fourth note and fourth note in four or four beats from here on." , you are playing a little sticky."

Ling Ke frowned, and tried a few more times, but he didn't expect that the problem was with himself. He has been playing the piano for so many years, and he never found out that he would make a wrong rhythm when playing short arpeggios.

"It's still not right..." Qi Feng shook his head, got up and walked around behind the piano bench, and instead of sitting down, stood directly behind Ling Ke, bent slightly, opened his arms, and used a kind of gesture to hold the person in his arms. Posture, demonstrate for Ling Ke, "Listen, it's like this."

Ling Ke: "..."

In such a narrow space in the piano room, it is unavoidable for two people to practice together more than a dozen times a day. Ling Ke has already gotten used to it. If his heart beats faster every time he is touched, he would have suffered from premature heart beats.

But this is the first time in two weeks that such an intimate position.

Qi Feng surrounded him from behind, his breath stuck to his scalp and entered his neck, like a net, engulfing him overwhelmingly.

"Is there any difference?" Qi Feng asked in his ear.

"Hmm..." Ling Ke felt that his voice was fluttering, as if it wasn't coming from him.

"Try playing it again, I'll listen." Qi Feng said.

Ling Ke raised his hand to the same position, played it again, and then was covered by Qi Feng, with his two palms stacked together, little finger to pinky finger, ring finger to ring finger...

Qi Feng tapped his last two fingers, and said: "I see, your ring finger is short, and your four or five fingers are not strong enough, so the time you stay on the keys will be a little shorter each time."

"..." Ling Ke just felt that if Qi Feng didn't leave him again, all the bones in his body would melt!

"Hey, this should be a personal habit, and I can't change it for a while, so let it be." Qi Feng finally moved away from behind him.

Ling Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly withdrew his hands to support the edge of the stool.

Seeing this scene, Qi Feng thought that he was upset, and moved closer again, this time to the right, leaning against the other's cheek, sizing up his expression.

"What... are you looking at?" Ling Ke squinted, not even daring to turn his head.

Qi Feng said softly: "I'm not blaming you, don't be unhappy."

"...I'm not unhappy." Ling Ke's heart was beating wildly, and the defense line was in jeopardy.

Qi Feng smiled, and suddenly put his arms around him: "Come on."

Ling Ke was so frightened that he almost shrank into a ball, and his mind was full of "shit".

Fortunately, Qi Feng let him go after hugging him, otherwise Ling Ke would definitely be killed today.

***

The welcome party was on Saturday, and they only practiced twice on Friday in order not to consume energy.

In the afternoon of the next day, the director of the art department of the school called and asked them to go to the auditorium for the final rehearsal.

The rehearsal does not need to play, just go to the field to know the order of appearance, the position of the piano and the approximate time of the program.

"By the way, are you both sure to bring your own clothes?" The Minister of Arts and Culture told the two of them in advance about the costumes for the performance, and said that if they didn't have them, the student union would arrange to borrow them, but the borrowed clothes might not fit well. Can only make do with it.

After learning about it, Qi Feng decided to bring his own. Ling Ke didn't have any concert clothes, and wanted to ask them to arrange them, but Qi Feng took the initiative to say that he had clothes suitable for Ling Ke.

"Well, it's all ready." Yesterday Qi Feng called and asked his family to send them over, a black set and a white set, the same style of tuxedo.

Among them, the black one is a little smaller, it was worn by Qi Feng before when he was not so tall, but he only wore it a few times, and it is still very new, so he lent it to Ling Ke temporarily.

After the rehearsal, the two hurried to have dinner, then went back to the dormitory to pick up their clothes, and returned to the backstage of the auditorium to prepare again.

At that time, a group of handsome men and beauties who were about to perform on the same stage were crowded in the backstage. Most of them were girls, and they were all selected from the best. They all had good bodies and good faces. Some sang songs, some danced, and they were getting together to change clothes and put on makeup .

Seeing Qi Feng and Ling Ke appear, the girls still couldn't help being nympho. After a little probing, they found Qi Feng's easy-going personality, so they came over to take pictures with him.

Qi Feng almost "will not refuse anyone who comes", so taking pictures one by one gradually turned into a group photo, he stood in the middle, surrounded by a group of beauties hugging left and right, so coquettish and chic.

Ling Ke watched coldly, and now he fully understood how Qi Feng's "flower name" came about.

——Just do it, fucking straight man, even if you still have your first kiss and first night, you won't look so virtuous!

However, Ling Ke discovered that there was actually a pretty and pleasant-looking girl in the crowd who ignored Qi Feng and huddled in a corner playing mobile games by herself.

"Yeah Gu Yao! Why are you still playing defending radish here?" Another girl approached her after taking the photo, and excitedly showed her her phone, "Look, the photo of me and the school girl!"

"Ah——! My radish!" Probably because the game was lost, the girl named Gu Yao uttered a scream, and then glanced at her best friend's phone indifferently, and then said "oh" expressionlessly One sound.

"You 'oh' what, don't you think it's handsome?" the girl said depressedly.

"Oh, I'm immune to handsome guys, so be it." Gu Yao waved his hands and continued to play the game with his head down.

"Why are you immune?" the girl asked.

"I have a real brother who is also very handsome, the kind of handsome who both people and gods hate, and he has been pursued by countless people since childhood..." Gu Yao said while playing, a little absent-minded, "But, let me tell you, all of them are like that. It's a good-looking animal with all sorts of bad habits in private."

"Livestock?" The girl's eyes lit up, "How many livestock?"

Gu Yao: "..."

Ling Ke: "..."

Overheard halfway, Qi Feng came back.

"God, the girls are so enthusiastic..." A certain person looked distressed, but in Ling Ke's eyes, he was acting like he was taking advantage of it.

He turned around, walked into the men's locker room, and said coolly, "I think you had a good time taking pictures, didn't you?"

Qi Feng followed in, closed the door, and asked innocently: "How am I happy?"

Ling Ke looked at Qi Feng's face that was also full of anger, and felt angry in his heart. For some reason, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Qi Feng's cheek.

Qi Feng: "..."

Ling could see that Qi Feng, whose face was grabbed by one side, was stunned there, and he was also stunned for a moment, forgetting what he wanted to say, as if he wanted to say that Qi Feng smiled very happily just now, but the appearance of the other party is too cute, He himself couldn't help but let out a "poof" laugh, and immediately let go of his hand.

Qi Feng touched the side of his face that was scratched and hurt, feeling really depressed.

Especially Ling Ke's "poof" reminded him of the "poof" he said before when he said "the first love is still there", but in comparison, if it was a sneaky laugh last time, it is a blatant laugh now.

Qi Feng chased Ling Ke around in a circle, faced him face to face, narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ling Ke couldn't dodge it, so he could only cover his lips with the back of his hand, but he still smiled with crooked brows and eyes, which was very attractive.

Qi Feng's heart was numb and itchy, and he stretched out his hand angrily to pinch Ling Ke's waist.

Now it's all right, Ling Ke is most ticklish, being pinched by Qi Feng, his whole body trembles, almost jumping up.

He was so anxious that he had a conditioned reflex and pinched it back, and pinched Qi Feng's waist, and the touch of his abdominal muscles with one hand was a double blow - he could not live with his own crime, he almost wanted to raise his hands in surrender immediately.

But Qi Feng was stimulated by Ling Ke's pinch back, and his whole body became excited.

Immediately rushed over, hugging Ling Ke was a burst of "up and down"!

"Why are you laughing at me? Tell me or not! Are you still laughing at me?"

"Ah...haha...you let go...fuck..."

The two were arguing, when the door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and two tall boys who were chatting and laughing came in, they stopped when they saw Qi Feng pressing Ling Ke on the dressing table.

Qi Feng and Ling Ke also reacted instantly, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

The four of them froze there at the same time, and there was a hint of embarrassment in the smiles that were too late to put away.

Ling Ke was the first to react, pushed Qi Feng away and stood up, recovering his paralyzed expression.

Before the two had a chance to speak, Qi Feng also greeted him first, pretending to be natural: "Hi, how are you..."

After the four people said hello, Qi Feng and Ling Ke realized that the two who came in were also very handsome, especially one with a stud in his left ear, with long and narrow eyes and a straight nose, "I know you," He looked at Qi Feng with a smile, his light-colored thin lips parted slightly, "The new school grass? His name is Qi Feng, right?"

Qi Feng was taken aback. To be honest, he would not be surprised if he was recognized by a girl, but it seems that boys rarely pay attention to these things. This person in front of him is the first one.

The other person seemed to guess what Qi Feng wanted to ask, pointed at the one with the earrings with his thumb, and introduced, "This guy is your ex."

...Liang Ruixi?

The name flashed across Qi Feng's mind, and he shook hands with the other party.

Whether it's the predecessor or not, it's the senior anyway, Qi Feng respectfully said "Hello senior".

The other party smiled, and said as expected: "Don't be so formal, just call me Liang Ruixi."

Then, Ling Ke and another boy also introduced themselves. Ling Ke was wondering if this person might be Zhou Yan, and the other party confirmed his guess.

Zhou Yan and Qi Feng had dealt with each other indirectly, so he said bluntly: "I heard Xiao Zhi mentioned you."

Qi Feng nodded, as if to clarify something, he asked Zhou Yan in front of Ling Ke: "The last time I had dinner with Minister Xiao, did she tell you?"

Zhou Yan was taken aback, and said blankly, "Xiao Zhi had dinner with you? When did it happen?"

Everyone: "..."

【Interlude】

Ling Ke grabbed Qi Feng's cheek.

Qi Feng: Wow, Ke Ke touched my face, no matter how much it hurts, I will bear it! O_o

Ling Ke: The skin is really good, the hand feels really good, soft and elastic... Wait, why did I pinch his face?