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    Chapter 71

    I learned that Fang Xingcheng was in Shanghai.

    Wang Jianye is scheduled to arrive in Shanghai on the earliest flight.

    Chen Cheng helped the two of them make an appointment at a members-only coffee shop.

    Extremely private.

    After all, one of them is a popular movie star and the other is a top-level singer.

    Together they are very topical.

    Except that there will be no scandals, everything will be spread.

    …Yes, no one can imagine any scandal between Wang Jianye and Fang Xingcheng.

    Pure brother.

    Wang Jianye arrived earlier than Fang Xingcheng.

    He didn’t even put his luggage.

    When Fang Xingcheng arrived, Wang Jianye was already waiting for him in the box.

    “Teacher Wang, long time no see.”

    They met on the talent show and now have a relationship as if they were classmates ten years ago.

    It’s just that their life experiences are different at this time.

    After careful calculation, in fact, only Wang Jianye is still on the road of being a singer.

    And going further and further.

    Wang Jianye was the first to be eliminated back then.

    Sometimes Fang Xingcheng really wants to sigh.

    Life.

    The duo composed of Zhao Yun and Jiang Zhou, who won their debut seats that year, only became popular for one year.

    It died down soon. I heard that he is still in the entertainment industry, but he is not much different from an amateur.

    He didn’t pay much attention.

    “Long time no see.”

    Wang Jianye smiled and gave Fang Xingcheng a hug.

    Fang Xingcheng was Wang Jianye’s favorite brother back then…the clingy guy around him.

    That’s right.

    Among the nine brothers who recorded “Big Star”, Wang Jianye likes Bai Song the most.

    Many years ago, Wang Jianye was devastated because Bai Song left.

    He was willing to use his own resources to help Bai Song.

    But he failed to contact Bai Song.

    When Bai Song left the group, he deleted all their contact information.

    Then disappear.

    Later, Wang Jianye heard about Bai Song’s return to the entertainment industry. He contacted his friends and contacted Bai Song, but Bai Song declined.

    At that time, Wang Jianye had already consolidated his position in the music industry.

    Bai Song refused to accept Wang Jianye’s help.

    Face old friends with different status.

    Bai Song hopes that they can maintain their current distance.

    Wang Jianye respects his ideas.

    The two of them never met again.

    But Wang Jianye still helped Bai Song more or less openly or covertly.

    Until Bai Song and Fang Xingcheng contacted each other again, they became famous on the Internet again.

    Wang Jianye…sometimes he gritted his teeth with hatred.

    Why is it that his precious brother Bai Song can resist anything he encounters and refuses to accept anything, but he can do anything when encountering Fang Xingcheng?

    Sure enough, there is still a difference between closeness and distance.

    Maybe it has something to do with his face, after all, Fang Xingcheng is handsome.

    “Come on, Blue Mountain.”

    Wang Jianye had already ordered coffee and held a cup of latte in his hand: “Since we are so familiar with each other, I won’t beat around the bush and get straight to the point.”

    “Thank you.”

    Fang Xingcheng took the Lanshan and before taking a sip, he immediately became serious when he heard the tone of Wang Jianye’s words.

    The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind fills the building. Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.

    Fang Xingcheng said solemnly: “You say it.”

    “I hope you will withdraw from the recording of “Relics from the Sea”.”

    Wang Jianye said bluntly.

    “What’s the reason?”

    “For White Pine.”

    “Bai Song… I hope I can do another variety show like this with him.”

    It is precisely because of this that he chose to join the recording of “Shifts from the Sea”.

    In fact, for the positioning of this program team, Fang Xingcheng’s role is too big, but of course the program team is even more satisfied with Fang Xingcheng.

    It’s famous and has traffic, who wouldn’t want to use it?

    Anyway, Fang Xingcheng’s identity as a singer has not been used since a few years ago, so it is reasonable to say that he is a singer who “can be found in the sea”.

    After all, they are a variety show team and they are the best at justifying themselves.

    “I know that you two have a good relationship. It’s been this way since before. Back then, you had to do everything together, and I didn’t object. But things are different now, do you understand, Fang Xingcheng.”

    He even said in Cantonese, “Today is different from the past.”

    Fang Xingcheng remained silent.

    It’s not that Fang Xingcheng didn’t know the meaning of Wang Jianye’s words.

    Everyone who has been in the entertainment industry for a long time is a good person, especially Fang Xingcheng. How could he not understand what Wang Jianye meant.

    Bai Song’s enthusiasm at this moment is indeed a gift from Fang Xingcheng.

    This is a double-edged sword, a good thing and a bad thing.

    Because of Fang Xingcheng, Bai Song attracted the attention of many people.

    It was also because of Fang Xingcheng that the attention Bai Song received had nothing to do with him, and was all a derivative of Fang Xingcheng.

    Rest of the aspects aside, they can be tied up.

    But if the music that Bai Song devotes himself to is also labeled as “Fang Xingcheng”, is that really a good thing for Bai Song?

    Is this really the result that Fang Xingcheng wants to help Bai Song achieve?

    Wang Jianye felt that Fang Xingcheng needed to think about this carefully.

    But Fang Xingcheng didn’t need to think too much.

    In his heart, after doing so much for Bai Song, he only hopes that Bai Song can continue to shine on the stage.

    “Or would you rather he become your accessory?” Wang Jianye asked.

    The answer is self-evident.

    “Chen Cheng.” After coming out of the coffee shop, Fang Xingcheng dialed Chen Cheng’s phone number directly, “Help me cancel the contract with “The Lost Relics from the Canghai”, but I have to ensure that Bai Song can be hired. Go ahead and negotiate.”

    Wang Jianye is right.

    He couldn’t keep Bai Song tied to him all the time.

    This is not the best choice for white pine.

    Always learn to let go.

    Fang Xingcheng didn’t go home until nightfall.

    Return to Bai Song’s home.

    Bai Song is playing with Bai Bai.

    “Hey, look, I just said Uncle Fang will come back.”

    “It turns out dad really didn’t lie to me!”

    Baibai’s calves are squeaking.

    Quickly ran to Fang Xingcheng.

    He raised a smile and looked forward to it: “Uncle Fang, dad said you will live in our house from now on, is that true?”

    Fang Xingcheng knelt down and touched Bai Bai’s little face.

    “Really, how could your father lie to you?”

    “Okay!” Bai Bai cheered and spun twice, staring at Fang Xingcheng eagerly: “Then can I tell the female classmates in the class?”

    “Of course.”

    “No.”

    Fang Xingcheng and Bai Song said in unison.

    Fang Xingcheng asked Bai Song, “Why not? Can’t I take action?”

    Bai Song: “…”

    This is nothing.

    “No.”

    Bai Song held Bai Bai’s hand: “We can’t cause trouble to Uncle Fang, you know, Zai Zai.”

    “No trouble.”

    “Dad, look, Uncle Fang said so, so don’t worry! Go, go, go, let Uncle Fang and I talk alone.”

    When my son gets older, he can’t help his father.

    Bai Song was helpless: “Then I’ll pack your schoolbag. Don’t talk nonsense when you go back to school tomorrow.”

    “I know it!”

    Bai Song leaves.

    Bai Bai’s eyes were always fixed on Fang Xingcheng.

    Fang Xingcheng has never been so restless while acting.

    I was a little nervous for no reason.

    Fang Xingcheng poured himself a glass of water to relieve this strange tension.

    “What’s wrong, Zai Zai?”

    “I have a very serious question to ask you, Uncle Fang.”

    “Ask.”

    Bai Bai said bluntly: “Uncle Fang, do you want to be my stepfather?”

    “Ahem…”

    Fang Xingcheng almost choked on the water.

    Bai Bai has quick eyes and quick hands.

    Pat Uncle Fang’s back and wipe away the water.

    Fang Xingcheng glanced at the door, ensuring that the soundproofing was safe enough that Bai Song couldn’t hear it: “Honestly, I have this plan.”

    Bai Bai understood: “You’re still hiding it from my dad?”

    “You’re a little kid, but you know everything?”

    “Of course, tell me, future stepfather, maybe I can help you!”

    Fang Xingcheng pinched Bai Bai’s little face.

    What can the little kid do to help him?

    But he really wanted to have a good relationship with Bai Bai.

    First of all, Bai Bai is Bai Song’s son.

    Secondly, Fang Xingcheng wanted to know how Bai Song had been living these past few years, and no one knew better than Bai Bai.

    “Okay, then you can’t tell your dad, this is our secret.”

    “Hang yourself with a hook!”

    Bai Bai was very excited.

    “Actually, your dad and I have been talking for a while.”

    “Wow, I’ve guessed it a long time ago. He put your photo in his wallet. He’s either an ex or a dead person.”

    Fang Xingcheng:……

    Children’s words are unbridled.

    The words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.

    But this is too rough.

    Bai Bai: “But isn’t our beautiful uncle Fang living a good life? So he can only be his ex.”

    “Yes, we had conflicts and broke up in the past. If we don’t resolve it properly this time and decide to be together hastily, we may break up again in the near future.”

    Fang Xingcheng thought: Besides, what Wang Jianye said makes sense.

    Fang Xingcheng didn’t want Bai Song’s career to bear his mark.

    If he didn’t want others to mention Bai Song, the only option was Fang Xingcheng’s boyfriend.

    “Then how did you break up back then?”

    Bai Bai pretended to be a gossip.

    “Want to know? If you want to know, I–I’ll tell you next time!”

    Fang Xingcheng has quick eyes and quick hands.

    Seeing that Bai Song was about to come out after cleaning up, he decisively changed the topic.

    As expected, Bai Song didn’t hear: “What did you two say?”

    “Secret, this is the secret between Uncle Fang and I!”

    “Yes, yes, this is a secret between me and Zai Zai.”

    “You two are quite familiar with each other now, Bai Bai, let me tell you…”

    Bai Song didn’t care.

    Fang Xingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

    Good risk, good risk.

    night.

    Bai Song puts Bai Bai on the school bus back to school.

    We won’t be able to see each other for a long time.

    A second later, Bai Bai was sent away.

    The next second, Bai Song’s mouth pursed.

    Seeing this, Fang Xingcheng first said, “Hey, I quite miss him.”

    “…”

    “?”

    “Zai Zai just left.”

    Fang Xingcheng blinked and said nonsense without changing his expression: “Ah! This is what it feels like to be a father.”

    Like reading.

    Will anyone really watch you go out to act like this, Brother Xingcheng?

    Bai Song couldn’t help laughing.

    This defeat completely wiped out Bai Song’s “sad” mood.

    Just sending my son to school.

    Also too sensitive.

    Bai Song takes Fang Xingcheng home.

    The food for two people is not as good as that for three people.

    Bai Bai was not at home, and Bai Song didn’t even cook two dishes.

    One dish and one porridge is enough.

    Fang Xingcheng opened his phone and took photos.

    “When Zaizai comes back, I have to show him. If he is not at home, his father will give me something to eat.”

    I also want to complain to Bai Bai.

    Bai Song made a “please” gesture: “The kitchen door is open for you at any time.”

    Just kidding.

    As much as two people could eat, they were already full.

    What’s more, as an artist, you have to stay in shape, and you can’t eat too much.

    Fang Xingcheng consciously washed the dishes.

    They used to live together like this, one person cooked and the other washed the dishes.

    It was quiet, as if I had returned to my previous life in Beijing.

    Fang Xingcheng put the dishes back into the cupboard and wiped the water off his hands. Bai Song was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

    “Bai Song, I have something to tell you.”

    Bai Song sat up straight: “What’s the matter, Brother Xingcheng?”

    Fang Xingcheng hesitated for a moment and decided to confess.

    “I won’t go with you to the show “Collections from the Sea”.”

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