Save a giant as a bamboo horse [rebirth]

In the third year of junior high school, the schoolwork became much tighter. Fortunately, Wu Xiaofeng has always followed the art route, and the cultural class scores are not required to be high. His current excellent grades continue to be enough to allow him to be admitted to the best high school art class in the country.

After the Spring Festival, and the winter vacation is not yet over, the teachers of the Provincial Arts Association organized contestants who had qualified for the national competition to go to the imperial capital to participate in the National Youth Singing Competition.

Wu Xiaofeng was listed as No.1 in the provincial competition, and his art teacher Yang Ping also followed him.

When she came to Beijing, in the hotel room, Yang Ping happily explained to Wu Xiaofeng the information she had collected, the situation of outstanding players from other provinces, and a series of other matters.

Wu Xiaofeng sat opposite her and listened earnestly. Chen Jiacheng, who was next to him by the window, was fiddling with the thermos he had brought. It contained a throat-smoothing drink he asked a nutritionist to make, which could help Wu Xiaofeng better protect his throat.

"Nothing else, pay more attention to the player named Luobei in the Beijing division. He is the strongest among them. I heard that his twin brother was last year's national champion and was selected as a trainee in the entertainment company. Fang Qiong from the competition area, Doji Benma from the Tibet competition area, and Lin Baihan from the Shanghai competition area are also not to be underestimated. I copied their game videos to a CD, and you can find a computer to watch later." Yang Ping said Pulled out the CD from the bag, and said, "The neighborhood is quite prosperous, there should be an Internet cafe."

Hearing that last year's champion was selected as a trainee, Wu Xiaofeng was very envious. This is a reserve for professional singers.

Wu Xiaofeng took the CD, and Chen Jiacheng took out a square black bag from the large suitcase, and pulled out a black laptop from it.

Yang Ping's eyes lit up, "You brought a computer, it's more convenient, come and put the CD in, and I'll point out to you what they have worth thinking about."

Since the last competition, Yang Ping had deliberately inquired about Chen Jiacheng's identity, and finally got the news that he was Chen Mingli's only grandson, so it's no wonder that she got so close to Chairman Li.

After all, his grandfather has a wide network of contacts and has a good relationship with the governor.

So Yang Ping unconsciously became a lot more cautious when talking to Wu Xiaofeng. She could see how harmonious the relationship between the two was, and she knew very well that she could not afford to offend her.

Fortunately, Wu Xiaofeng has a kind personality, he doesn't care about the past, he still respects her very much, let her take a higher look, like him from the bottom of his heart, and is willing to impart all his knowledge.

Yang Ping watched Wu Xiaofeng snap off the computer screen, and looked at the logo on the laptop, feeling very strange.

But she saw that this computer was obviously different from ordinary computers in terms of running speed and screen resolution. Although she didn't recognize the brand, she could guess that it must be expensive.

Yang Ping looked at the clothes Chen Jiacheng and Wu Xiaofeng wore, all of which were the best, and couldn't help feeling a little envious in her heart.

It's nice to be rich, this is the most common thought of an ordinary person like Yang Ping.

"En, good." Wu Xiaofeng nodded hurriedly, took a sip of his drink, turned on his laptop, and transcoded the video on the disc to the computer for viewing.

Chen Jiacheng saw the two of them studying the videos of other contestants, opened another suitcase, and arranged the daily necessities one by one according to Wu Xiaofeng's habit.

Wu Xiaofeng didn't know that the original provincial association arrangement was not this five-star luxury hotel located in a prosperous area, but an ordinary three-star hotel.

Knowing that Wu Xiaofeng was going to Beijing, Chen Jiacheng had investigated the hotel they were going to stay in in advance, and immediately decided to change to another one after seeing the environment.

It's not that the environment of this hotel is so bad, it's just that Wu Xiaofeng was raised by him as a delicate and fleshy man, and Chen Jiacheng was secretly afraid that he would not be used to living in it.

The logistics management teacher of the Art Association explained the situation to him enthusiastically. Their business trip funds were limited, and this hotel had a good environment and a reasonable price, so it became their first choice.

The teacher's voice on the phone sounded a bit embarrassed, and Chen Jiacheng politely sent the hotel information he had chosen to the teacher, and told her that all the board and lodging expenses of all the players and teachers going to Beijing would be borne by him.

His arrogance stunned the logistics teacher. Seeing that he was so polite and sincere, and he was able to leave a sum of money for the association, the logistics teacher readily agreed to his proposal, chose the hotel designated by Chen Jiacheng, and according to his explanation, gave Wu Xiaofeng arranged the best room.

Chen Jiacheng busily packed his things and helped Wu Xiaofeng hang up his clothes. It was past three o'clock in the afternoon, knowing that he would be hungry at this time, so he ordered afternoon tea for him, and brought it himself and put it on his right hand.

Yang Ping stared dumbfounded at Chen Jiacheng's series of actions. If she hadn't known the inside story a long time ago, she would definitely have thought that Wu Xiaofeng was the young master of that wealthy family.

She watched Wu Xiaofeng staring intently at the screen with a nonchalant expression, as if she had long been used to this kind of life.

"Mr. Yang, the coffee you want." Chen Jiacheng put down the coffee cup, and Yang Ping immediately responded, "Ah, yes, thank you."

Yang Ping picked up the coffee cup politely, glanced at Chen Jiacheng's elegant back, her face blushed unconsciously.

When such an outstanding child grows up, how many girls should be heartbroken for him.

Yang Ping couldn't help but smile as she thought about it, if she was ten years younger, she would probably be his fan too.

Turning her head to look at Wu Xiaofeng next to her, Yang Ping chuckled, this is a child.

"How? Are you confident?"

After seeing off Yang Ping, Chen Jiacheng walked into the room with Wu Xiaofeng in his arms, and asked softly.

"Well, fortunately, those players are really strong." Wu Xiaofeng said, walking towards the computer, "But I am stronger."

Chen Jiacheng liked him the most and liked his confident look. Seeing him going to use the computer, he took his arm, "I just watched the computer screen for so long, let your eyes rest."

Before Wu Xiaofeng could react, he had already hugged him horizontally.

"Hey, put me down!"

Chen Jiacheng put him on the bed with a smile, pushed him up, and lay on the soft and comfortable big bed with his arms around him.

The moment Wu Xiaofeng was hugged by him and about to be thrown onto the bed, he still wanted to leave the big bed so as not to be harassed by him again.

As a result, as soon as my body touched the bed, I immediately collapsed and didn't want to move.

so comfy.

Wu Xiaofeng almost snorted.

"This bed is so soft." Wu Xiaofeng said, "The bed board in our house is so hard."

Chen Jiacheng smiled, one leg pressed against his, making him unable to move.

At this time, Wu Xiaofeng didn't have the heart to push his legs away, sinking into the soft mattress, feeling so good, he closed his eyes comfortably.

"Let's replace the bed at home with something like this." Wu Xiaofeng suggested.

Chen Jiacheng rested his chin on his hair, and stroked his baby-fat cheeks. The skin was smooth and felt very comfortable.

"You're still growing. Sleeping too soft is not good for your spine."

Wu Xiaofeng made sense when he heard it, so he could only sigh regretfully.

"It's okay." Chen Jiacheng squeezed his chin, "When you grow up, I'll buy you the softest bed."

Hearing his tone as if coaxing a child, Wu Xiaofeng couldn't laugh or cry, and he was getting used to him more and more.

"That's settled." He turned sideways and fell into Chen Jiacheng's arms.

Wu Xiaofeng was held in his arms, comfortable and warm. He gradually became sleepy, closed his eyes, and breathed calmly.

The body of the person in his arms was very soft, Chen Jiacheng pulled the quilt, covered the two of them, kissed his hair, hugged him and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

While falling asleep, Wu Xiaofeng heard someone calling his name softly, opened his eyes, and saw Chen Jiacheng's handsome face.

He was looking at himself intently, calling his name softly.

Chen Jiacheng's blue eyes seemed to be filled with the ocean. When looking at him, Wu Xiaofeng sank into them unconsciously, his heart beat violently, and his face turned red.

"What's wrong?" Chen Jiacheng asked, "Why is your face so red?"

"It's nothing, it's hot." Wu Xiaofeng hurriedly lifted the quilt up, trying to cover his face.

"Hot? Is the air conditioner turned up? Then I'll open the window to get some air?" Chen Jiacheng said as he got up.

"No need." Wu Xiaofeng hurriedly stopped, "It's cold when you open the window."

"Then I'll turn down the air conditioner." Chen Jiacheng said.

Wu Xiaofeng stopped again, "No, that's it."

Chen Jiacheng looked down at his rumpled skirt, and smiled, "Shall I lie down with you for a while?"

Only then was Wu Xiaofeng satisfied, and lay back down again.

As soon as he let go of the hand holding the skirt, Chen Jiacheng held it.

Wu Xiaofeng stared at him blankly, Chen Jiacheng lowered his head and kissed his palm.

My palms were itchy, and my heart was beating even harder.

Wu Xiaofeng looked away from Chen Jiacheng's face, and subconsciously looked up again.

"Ms. Yang came to ask us to eat just now. You were sleeping soundly. I didn't want to wake you up. Are you hungry? Go eat later?" Chen Jiacheng said.

Wu Xiaofeng didn't speak, but stared at his face close at hand, felt his breathing, and his body became hot unconsciously.

He seemed to accept Chen Jiacheng's intimacy more and more, and liked his intimacy more and more.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Chen Jiacheng lowered his head, his face was almost touching him, "You look at me like this, I can't help it."

Wu Xiaofeng was taken aback, and buried his head in the quilt.

His heart was beating so fast and his body was so hot, something was clamoring to jump out of his body.

He knew very well that it was not only Chen Jiacheng who had desire/desire for each other between the two of them.

Wu Xiaofeng pulled down the quilt a little, staring at Chen Jiacheng with bright eyes.

The body that had just woken up was sensitive, vaguely expecting his touch.

Chen Jiacheng smiled softly, and pulled his quilt below his nose, "Be careful."

Wu Xiaofeng looked at him and pulled the quilt up to his chin.

"Shall we get up and eat?" Chen Jiacheng turned around and took a look at the watch on the bedside table, and was about to sit up.

Wu Xiaofeng took his hand.

Chen Jiacheng was taken aback, and looked at him, "Xiaofeng hasn't slept well yet?"

Wu Xiaofeng held his hand and kept staring at him.

Chen Jiacheng looked at him for a while, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, pulled his hand away, and slowly stretched it under the quilt.

"Hmm—" His actions made Wu Xiaofeng snort comfortably.

Chen Jiacheng stroked his sensitive parts up and down, sighed softly, and looked at him dotingly and helplessly.

"You're always so awkward."

Wu Xiaofeng's comfortable moans were blocked by Chen Jiacheng's passionate kiss, he couldn't help stretching out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, and unconsciously opened his legs, allowing Chen Jiacheng to bury him in his body.

The two had been arguing in the room for a long time, causing each other to smell of each other.

After taking a shower, it was almost eight o'clock, and the two of them walked out of the room and went to the cafeteria on the second floor of the hotel to have a rich dinner.

After eating too much, Wu Xiaofeng suggested to take a stroll nearby. He lived in the south and had never been to Beijing in his two lifetimes. Chen Jiacheng had changed planes here, but he had no chance to walk around.

It was a rare visit, and the two felt that they should go out for a walk no matter what, to experience the night view of the imperial capital.

"Where are those uncles?" Wu Xiaofeng looked back curiously.

"They're hiding it, we'll just play with ours." Chen Jiacheng said.

"Going out with bodyguards, it's like making a movie, it's really good." Wu Xiaofeng sighed, Chen Jiacheng accompanied him to participate in the competition, Chen Lisha and Chen Mingli did not object, but sent a few extra bodyguards with extraordinary skills to follow them.

But these bodyguards don't know what their background is, and their hiding skills are excellent.

Wu Xiaofeng has never seen their faces so far.

Chen Jiacheng smiled, "There are many people on this street, follow me closely and don't get lost."

Wu Xiaofeng sneered, "You are ancient, don't you still have your mobile phone if you get separated?"

Chen Jiacheng smiled and pinched his waist, "It would be better if you didn't get separated from me."

Wu Xiaofeng didn't have time to hide, he made it look normal, such an ambiguous gesture made him push him hastily, "It's outside, pay attention to the influence."

Chen Jiacheng hurriedly clung to him again, and said with a smile, "Okay."

The two went shopping for a while, bought a few books and some daily necessities, and the middle school they passed by was much quieter on the way back, and the lights in the teaching building were also dimmed.

Seeing that there were no people on the road, one of Wu Xiaofeng and Chen Jiacheng wanted to hold the other's hand, and the other was worried about being seen and would not hold the hand. The two were laughing and arguing as they walked.

Passing the back gate of the school, rounding the corner, under the street lights, Wu Xiaofeng was startled by two people who were close together next to the iron fence. A man in a black down jacket and a peaked cap was pressing down on a smaller man in a white padded jacket. girls.

Wu Xiaofeng glanced at Chen Jiacheng in surprise, and thought that this was too open, and he began to gnaw on the street.

Chen Jiacheng looked at him amusedly, took his hand, and wanted to go around to the side.

"let me go."

Before the two left, they heard a struggle, which seemed to be from the girl in the white padded jacket.

Wu Xiaofeng felt that something was wrong, the girl's voice was a little low.

"Help!" The girl struggled to push away the embrace of the man in front of her, and asked Wu Xiaofeng and Chen Jiacheng for help.

Wu Xiaofeng was taken aback for a moment, and thought to himself, this turned out to be sexual/harassment!

In his life, he hated seeing a woman being sexually harassed by a man, rushing forward to pull away the man who seemed to be kissing her.

"What are you doing!" The man was caught off guard and was almost pulled to the ground by him. He roared angrily and was about to punch him.

Wu Xiaofeng was about to fight, when Chen Jiacheng quickly blocked his fist, and then the man screamed for a lifetime, and his hands were thrown behind his back.

"What are you doing! Who are you?" The man took a mouthful of Beijing slices and struggled with his body bent.

Wu Xiaofeng ignored him, and said to the girl who was bullied just now, "Sister, are you okay?"

As he spoke, he almost went up and kicked the man, "Are you a lunatic? Harassing little girls in the street in broad daylight!"

The girl was arranging her white padded jacket, and the padded jacket was almost open just now, she was stunned when she heard the words, then raised her head and said to him, "I'm not a girl."

"Ah?" Wu Xiaofeng blushed and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're wearing a hat, your skin is so white, and it's too dark, so I didn't recognize you."

Seeing him apologizing, the boy hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, I still have to thank you."

Wu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and stared at his face carefully.

Although this boy looks ordinary, he is unforgettable, with single eyelids and dark and bright pupils, especially his skin.

That's really a white.

Wu Xiaofeng thought, finally seeing someone with a fairer complexion than him, a person with the wrong talent.

However, Wu Xiaofeng frowned, as if he had seen this face before.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" The man struggled to break free again.

"Why howl?" Wu Xiaofeng glared at him angrily, but he was stunned by this stare.

He thought that he had misplaced his talent for appearance, and his face looked like a big girl, but this man was not as good as him. He was beautiful after all, but this man was extraordinarily feminine.

Wu Xiaofeng burst out laughing, and the man became even angrier when he heard his laughter, "Hey! What are you laughing at, let me go."

Wu Xiaofeng saw that although he was tall, his face was still immature, and he looked young, so he smiled and said, "Why are you so fierce, harassing others in the street, be careful and arrest you at the police station."

The boy in the black down jacket gave him a hard look, "I'll kiss my boyfriend, don't care about your business."

"Ah?" Wu Xiaofeng was stunned on the spot, "Are you a couple?"

The boy in the white padded jacket immediately replied, "No!"

"I've kissed you before, you are my boyfriend." The boy in the black down jacket insisted.

"I never promised." The boy in the white padded jacket said.

"It's useless if you don't agree, I agree with you." The boy in the black down jacket said firmly.

Chen Jiacheng's face darkened, and he let him go.

The corner of Wu Xiaofeng's mouth twitched, and he almost didn't touch his forehead.

What the hell, are couples having a fight?

"I'm not." The boy in the white padded jacket turned his head and was about to leave, but the boy in the black down jacket quickly reached out to stop him.

Wu Xiaofeng saw that the boy was really troubled, and stepped forward to persuade him, "He doesn't like you, so it's useless for you to pester him so much."

"None of your business!" The boy in the black down jacket scolded him angrily, "Who are you, I want you to mind your own business!"

Chen Jiacheng's face darkened, he reached out to pick up his collar, and said coldly, "Apologize."

He was tall and strong, the boy was almost lifted off the ground by him, he stretched out his foot to kick Chen Jiacheng, but he dodged him, he was thrown out instead, and fell backward on the ground unsteadily.

"you!"

The boy in the black down jacket looked Chen Jiacheng up and down, knowing that he would not be able to please him, so he held back his breath and said to the boy beside him, "Come back with me."

The boy in the white padded jacket took a step back, avoided his hand, and hid behind Wu Xiaofeng, "I don't want to be with you."

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

Wu Xiaofeng felt very embarrassed, and he didn't make a big fuss to understand the situation at this time. After thinking for a long time, he said to the boy hiding behind him, "Why don't we send you back."

The boy seemed to really not want to be entangled anymore, so he nodded quickly, "Thank you so much."

Wu Xiaofeng said, "It's okay, where do you live?"

The boy reported the name of the hotel, "It's right in front."

"Oh, that's fine." Wu Xiaofeng said, pulling down Chen Jiacheng's sleeve, "Ah Cheng, let's take him to the hotel first, and then come back."

Chen Jiacheng nodded and said yes.

Wu Xiaofeng said to the boy, "Let's go."

The boy thanked him again, and followed closely behind Wu Xiaofeng.

The boy in the black down jacket was completely ignored from beginning to end. Just as he was about to get angry and catch up, Chen Jiacheng stood in front of him, looked at him with cold eyes, "Don't follow."

This warning made the boy feel a deep chill on his back for some reason, and subconsciously stopped in his tracks.

By the time he realized it, Chen Jiacheng had already walked away behind Wu Xiaofeng.

At the entrance of the hotel, the boy in the white padded jacket stopped, "Thank you so much for today."

"You're welcome." Wu Xiaofeng said, they didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

"What about you? Where do you live? Does it matter if you go back so late? Do you want to call a taxi for you?"

Wu Xiaofeng hurriedly said, "It's okay, we live not far away, it's just around the corner from the hotel, and we're only two steps away."

"The one around the corner? Kaibin Hotel?" The boy said, showing a little surprise, but didn't say much.

"By the way, I've known you for a long time, and I still don't know your names." The boy said, looking at Wu Xiaofeng, "My name is Lin Baihan, what about you?"

"You are Lin Baihan?" Wu Xiaofeng was surprised, and then smiled, "I said why do you look so familiar."

Lin Baihan was taken aback for a moment, he was so preoccupied all night, with his head down, he finally stared at Wu Xiaofeng carefully,

"You are Wu Xiaofeng?"

Wu Xiaofeng was taken aback, "You know me?"

"I've seen the video of you singing." Lin Baihan said.

"Coincidentally, I am too." Wu Xiaofeng said, laughing, "Your stage makeup, if you don't look carefully, you can't recognize it."

Lin Baihan also laughed, "I can't help it, I'm a teacher, I must say that the stage effect is beautiful."

Wu Xiaofeng smiled understandingly, "My teacher in primary school also liked this."

Lin Baihan smiled and looked at Chen Jiacheng.

"Chen Jiacheng." He replied briefly.

"Thank you just now." Lin Baihan nodded, and then said to Wu Xiaofeng, "Your singing is very good, please work hard for this competition."

"You too." Wu Xiaofeng smiled, "You are my strongest opponent."

Lin Baihan smiled, "I can't, I'm not as good as Luobei."

For some reason, Wu Xiaofeng felt that when he mentioned the name Luobei, there was a hint of resistance on his face.

"It's getting late, you go in." Wu Xiaofeng said, Beijing's winter is too cold, he couldn't stand it for a while.

Lin Baihan hurriedly said, "Okay, you guys go back quickly, it's cold."

"Well, goodbye." Wu Xiaofeng said, greeted him, and turned to leave with Chen Jiacheng.

Before taking two steps, Chen Jiacheng held Wu Xiaofeng's hand in his own.

Wu Xiaofeng was about to pull it back, but he put his hand in the pocket of the down jacket.

"Your hands are so cold." Chen Jiacheng said.

There was finally warmth in his hands, and the chill in his body dissipated a bit. Seeing that there were not many passers-by at night, Wu Xiaofeng let him go.

Chen Jiacheng paid attention to him from time to time, and after walking for a while, seeing his scarf unraveled, he stopped to fasten it for him.

Wu Xiaofeng tucked his hands into his cuffs, raised his chin slightly, and let him tidy up.

After fastening it, Chen Jiacheng moved his gaze upwards, looked at his frozen red nose, felt a little distressed, lowered his head and kissed it.

"Why?" Wu Xiaofeng said, but he didn't push him away.

"Warmer?" Chen Jiacheng smiled.

Wu Xiaofeng touched the tip of his nose, feeling warm in his heart, and held back his smile, "I knew I would have gone out with a mask."

Chen Jiacheng stroked his other hand on his face, "I'm still a little warm here."

The warmth of his palm eased Wu Xiaofeng's frozen face a lot, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, pretending to boast, "Not bad."

Chen Jiacheng smiled dotingly, touched his face with one hand to transfer heat to him, and held his hand tightly in his pocket with the other.

Wu Xiaofeng raised his head, his gaze met his, and a strong affection swam between the two.

Chen Jiacheng lowered his head and kissed his lips, but Wu Xiaofeng ignored him for a while.

Anyway, no one here recognized him, so he let go of his courage and took the initiative to kiss back.

His reaction made Chen Jiacheng even more emotional, and the two of them leaned close together under the tree, feeling each other's hottest warmth.

The dim light elongated the shadows of the two of them. Wu Xiaofeng opened his eyes, with a smile swimming in his eyes, thinking happily:

Although it is somewhat like an idol drama, it is quite romantic.

Early the next morning, Wu Xiaofeng and Chen Jiacheng, along with other contestants, came to the TV station where the competition was held under the guidance of their teacher.

Many staff members come and go, explaining what they need to pay attention to in the game.

Although this game is not a live broadcast, it also needs to be properly arranged, which is the basic rule of TV programs.

"Wu Xiaofeng."

Hearing someone call his name, Wu Xiaofeng turned his head, saw the person coming and said with a smile, "Lin Baihan."

Lin Baihan walked up to him and greeted Chen Jiacheng.

"Wu Xiaofeng, how are you preparing?"

"Not bad, how about you?"

"I'm still a little nervous, especially facing an opponent like you." Lin Baihan said bluntly.

"You are so polite." Wu Xiaofeng smiled.

Perhaps it was fate, after last night, when the two met again, they became very acquainted and chatted happily for a while.

"Xiaohan."

A voice came between the two of them, and Wu Xiaofeng turned his head to see that it was the feminine boy in the black down jacket from last night.

Why is he here?

When Lin Baihan saw him, his expression changed, and he wanted to leave immediately.

"Xiaohan!" The boy trotted over and grabbed him, "Don't keep avoiding me."

"Let go." After Lin Baihan finished speaking, he shook his hand away forcefully.

The boy was not annoyed at him, but just sighed helplessly, turned his head and saw Wu Xiaofeng, backed his neck, and said in surprise, "Why is it you."

"I still want to ask why you are here." Wu Xiaofeng said.

"I'm here to participate in the competition." The boy was annoyed.

"Me too." Wu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes at him.

The boy stared at him carefully for a while, and Wu Xiaofeng also stared at him for a while, and they both said at the same time.

"do not know."

"Luobei!"

Seeing him call out his name, Luo Bei frowned, then quickly let go, and smiled triumphantly, "You have heard my name before, it seems that I am very popular."

"It's really you!" Wu Xiaofeng said in surprise, and then he laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Luo Bei looked at him puzzled, like looking at a psychopath.

Just as Wu Xiaofeng was about to say, his eyes rolled, and he held back his smile after thinking about it, "It's nothing."

Luo Bei squinted his eyes and stared at him, not bothering to pay attention to him anymore, and continued to pester Lin Baihan, "Xiaohan."

After they left, Chen Jiacheng asked curiously, "Xiaofeng, what are you laughing at?"

Wu Xiaofeng said with a smile, "Go back and show you the video of him singing before. The make-up is the same as that of an opera singer. I didn't recognize him at all. It's so ridiculous to match him up."

Chen Jiacheng didn't think it was funny at first, but seeing Wu Xiaofeng smiling so happily, he couldn't help laughing after being infected.

After a while, Luo Bei came back, looked Wu Xiaofeng up and down, raised his chin, "Are you Wu Xiaofeng?"

"What's the matter?" Wu Xiaofeng looked at him like he was looking at a fool.

Luo Bei looked at him arrogantly, "I heard that you sing very well? Are you the most likely candidate to win the championship?"

Wu Xiaofeng was taken aback, the most hopeful to win the championship?

This is the first time he has heard of it.

"Who said that?" Wu Xiaofeng thought it was funny.

"It doesn't matter who said it." Luo Bei said, "You will definitely lose to me today."

Wu Xiaofeng glanced at him, "Why? Can you predict the future?"

Luo Bei saw the disdain in his eyes, put his hands on his chest, "I sing better than you."

Wu Xiaofeng glanced at him speechlessly, wondering why this kid is so stupid.

Luo Bei poked his neck, showing an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, looking determined to win, and rolled Wu Xiaofeng's eyes with a look of contempt.

Wu Xiaofeng knew that at this moment, Chen Jiacheng's hands were itchy, and so was he, but his reason still made him put his hand on Chen Jiacheng's hand, to stop his possible behavior that would cause a sensation.

Wu Xiaofeng pursed his lips into a smile, which was ironic no matter what, he patted Luo Bei's shoulder, and said, "We'll see then."

This time will come soon.

Wu Xiaofeng stood on the stage, glanced at the side beside him, his face flushed with anger and he had to hold back, Luo Bei, who was holding the No.2 award, deliberately raised his eyebrows at him, and the corners of his mouth rose triumphantly.

It feels so good to see such a bear child admit cowardly.

Holding the No.1 award certificate, Wu Xiaofeng thought to himself. By the way, he switched on the control panel in his brain and accepted the reward of another main task.

"Singing Talent" has reached level [-], and the skill "Creative Talent" can be unlocked by upgrading to another level!

He checked the lower panel again, and the three passive skills: "Singing Talent", "Creative Talent", and "Playing Talent" all had upper limits.

"Singing Talent" has an upper limit of [-] levels, "Creative Talent" has an upper limit of [-] levels, and "Playing Talent" has an upper limit of [-] levels.

And below the three passive skills, there is a straight line connected to a gray button, but there is nothing written on it.

Wu Xiaofeng had noticed this button a long time ago, and he secretly wondered whether after the three passive skills were full, another main skill would be activated.

But right now, he still has a long way to go before reaching full skill, so he turned off the panel and made persistent efforts.

"Congratulations, Wu Xiaofeng." When taking pictures, Lin Baihan beside him said sincerely.

"Thank you, and congratulations to you too." Wu Xiaofeng said, Lin Baihan won No.3.

"By the way, did you know that, like last year, many entertainment companies, including the largest KS company, have come to this competition, and they want to select capable people to join the company and train them to become singers." Lin Baihan Xiao Said, "Although they are here for the youth group, I think you also have the hope of being selected."

Wu Xiaofeng was taken aback. His biggest dream in his previous life was to be able to sign with a record company and become a professional singer, but the demos he sang were returned time and time again. The road to becoming a singer was bumpy and hopeless.

Lin Baihan's words brought back his memories, and also stirred his mind, ready to move.

If he can really be picked up by the entertainment company, he will not be far from being a professional singer.

A wave of excitement slowly welled up in Wu Xiaofeng's heart. He had worked so hard for this goal.

Backstage, Chen Jiacheng was still the first to greet him, smiling brightly, looking happier than Wu Xiaofeng, "Congratulations, Xiaofeng."

"Thank you." Wu Xiaofeng said, stuffing the certificate into his arms, "Go back and treat you to something delicious."

Chen Jiacheng took it happily, like holding a baby, "Okay."

At this time, Yang Ping, the other two contestants who came together, and the teacher came over to congratulate Wu Xiaofeng.

Seeing that he was surrounded by the crowd, Lin Baihan didn't step forward to disturb him, but waved to him, indicating that he was leaving and would call him when he was free.

Wu Xiaofeng quickly gave him an "ok" gesture.

Luo Bei passed by them, glared at Wu Xiaofeng again, and quickly chased after Lin Baihan.

When Wu Xiaofeng was congratulating everyone, a man in a suit came over, followed by a man and a woman, two elites.

"Hello, Wu Xiaofeng."

Seeing him talking to Wu Xiaofeng, everyone retreated to both sides.

"Hello, who are you?" Wu Xiaofeng looked at him and said, not knowing who this stranger was.

The man smiled and handed over a business card.

Wu Xiaofeng took it, and saw a row of eye-catching dark red English characters printed on it:

"Xiaofeng, are you going?"

Wu Xiaofeng was taken aback, and looked up at Chen Jiacheng, knowing that he was referring to the invitation from ks company.

After the competition, the staff of ks company said that they liked his singing talent and appearance and wanted to invite him to be their company's trainee.

At the same time, an invitation was also sent to Chen Jiacheng, because his figure and appearance are very eye-catching, and if he packs it well, he has the potential to become a new generation of popular idol.

Wu Xiaofeng wanted to respond on the spot, but after thinking about it, he still wanted to report to his parents, but Chen Jiacheng remained silent.

The staff heard Wu Xiaofeng's words and said that they would give him an answer after they went back to discuss with their parents.

Wu Xiaofeng was very excited when he received the invitation. Ks Company is one of the largest entertainment companies in China, and unlike the three major entertainment companies Jiahua, Longtu, and Huasheng, Ks focuses on the record industry and the idol market. Over the years, it has cultivated many Popular idol group in Asia.

If you want to become a successful singer, ks is a good starting point.

"I want to go." Wu Xiaofeng smiled excitedly, "Being a singer has always been my dream after all."

Chen Jiacheng nodded, and put the folded clothes into the suitcase. They were going back tomorrow, so he had to tidy up first.

"Xiaofeng." Chen Jiacheng said softly, "I will support you no matter what you do."

Wu Xiaofeng looked at him, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Of course."

Chen Jiacheng lowered his head and kissed his lips, and continued to tidy up.

"Ah Cheng, me too." Wu Xiaofeng said, Chen Jiacheng stopped his hands and looked at him.

"I'll support you too, no matter what you do."

These words made Chen Jia's heart tremble slightly. He put down the things in his hands, walked to the bedside, and suddenly leaned over to press Wu Xiaofeng, pressing him into the soft bed.

After the kiss was over, Chen Jiacheng lay down with his arms around him for a while.

"Xiaofeng, this company is in Beijing. If you join, will you stay in Beijing?" Chen Jiacheng asked.

"En." Wu Xiaofeng responded, "Director Chen said so just now, it seems that I'm going to be admitted to a high school in Beijing."

Chen Jiacheng didn't say a word when he heard his reply.

"Ah Cheng, what about you?" Wu Xiaofeng said, referring to the fact that he was invited to be a trainee, "I probably won't agree, after all, you will take over the family business in the future."

"Does Xiaofeng want me to go?" Chen Jiacheng asked, turning to look at him seriously.

Wu Xiaofeng shook his head.

Chen Jiacheng's eyes dimmed.

"I hope you do what you like, just like me." Wu Xiaofeng said, turning his head to look at the gorgeous crystal chandelier on the ceiling, and said seriously, "I look forward to the day when Ah Cheng and I can achieve our wishes .”

Chen Jiacheng's eyes lit up again because of his words. He looked at him and rubbed his chin with his fingers. He was fascinated by the touch of his fingertips, but his heart trembled more.

He didn't respond, he lowered his head and kissed his lips, and said in a hoarse voice with a trace of tension, "Xiaofeng."

Wu Xiaofeng looked at him.

"It's my birthday this year, you give yourself to me, okay?"

Wu Xiaofeng was stunned for a while, then turned his head away in embarrassment.