C202 Knock on the Wall

"Shu and the others finished the competition just like that?" Yee Fann had a reluctant expression on his face. It was not easy for him to come to the scene, but in the end, he could only listen to one song. He thought that after entering the top ten, there would be fewer contestants than before, so he could listen to one more song.

"Don't tell me you want them to enter the knockout round? If you want to listen to them, you can pay for the tickets when they hold concerts in the future." Qin Lang deliberately argued with Yee Fann.

"Aunt doesn't have to pay to listen to uncle sing," Yu suddenly interrupted.

Hearing this, Yee Fann was overjoyed. He rewarded Yu with the hot orange juice that he had just asked his assistant to buy.

Just as Yu bit the straw, Qin Lang glared at him.

Yu realized that he had probably said the wrong thing. "Hehe, Daddy listened to Uncle sing. Not only did he not pay, but he even took a good seat."

He thought that after saying this, he would get some snacks from his father, but in the end, the orange juice that was already in his mouth disappeared.

Yu immediately pouted and pretended that he wanted to cry but had no tears to shed, "Dad and Uncle don't care about me anymore. I'm going to find Dad Qiao Lin."

The little guy immediately jumped off the chair and went to look for Qiao Lin.

Fortunately, Qin Lang was quick to pull him back and carried him back to the chair. The two of them then started to serve him with good food and drinks.

The race had started at 7: 45 P.M. and ended at 9: 30 P.M., saving a lot of time.

Ten minutes before the end of the competition, Qin Lang and Yee Fann left through a special passageway. Outside the broadcasting building, Liang Xiao had already come to pick them up in a nanny car that could carry a lot of people. Last week, Qin Lang found out about Qin Shu and Yee Fann, so the celebration was delayed. It was still early tonight, so Liang Xiao decided to finish what he didn't finish last week.

After leaving the studio, Qin Lang sent Qiao Lin a text message saying that he would wait for him in the car downstairs.

Since Liang Xiao had already told him about tonight's celebration, Qin Lang decided to go with them. Since Yu did not have to go to school tomorrow Sunday, he could take his children to play for a while.

It wasn't until ten o'clock that everyone arrived. Two cars drove to the hotpot restaurant that Liang Xiao had ordered in advance.

Because Liang Xiao's car was big enough, Qin Shu and Chen Zhe both got into his car.

Only Qiao Lin and Yu were sitting in Qin Lang's car.

Along the way, Qin Lang noticed that Qiao Lin had been staring out of the car window ever since he got into the car. He looked tired and depressed.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Lang held the steering wheel and followed closely behind the car in front, worried about Qiao Lin, "Are you tired? If you're tired, I'll let Qin Shu and Liang Xiao know so that we won't be participating in the celebration."

"It's all right, I'm not tired. It's just that I'm not used to the sudden quiet." Qiao Lin pretended to smile casually. Indeed, it was not because he was tired, but because when he calmed down, he thought of his parents again. Qin Lang had already treated him with utmost care. There was no need for him to tell Qin Lang every time he received a call from his family. This would only make Qin Lang worried and unhappy for him.

"That's right. We should have a good meal with them. In a few days, we'll be going back to the set. We can still go out of the cinema city at night to watch the competition next week, but after that, I'm afraid we'll have to watch them on TV.

Qin Lang had wanted to see Qin Shu enter the top five, but he returned to the set earlier than he had expected and earlier than the original time. This was all because of the rookies who were always making mistakes. After two or three months of training, their acting skills had improved greatly and they had sped up the filming progress.

In fact, it was a good thing, because maybe when they got back to the set, the shooting time would be shortened.

Ten minutes later, the two cars stopped in front of a popular Sichuan hotpot restaurant in the city.

At this time, there were only one or two tables of customers in the hotpot restaurant. Under the guidance of the waiter, the group of people went to Liang Xiao's original room.

Liang Xiao helped to order the dishes. When Qin Shu saw the bottom of the mandarin duck pot that the waiter brought, he knew that half of the white taste belonged to him.

So, he couldn't help but complain, "Liang, since it's a celebration, let's eat as much as we want. Also, there's no reason for us to eat Sichuan hotpot. Let's do it once today. I want to eat spicy food."

"No." Liang Xiao rejected him mercilessly, "Recently, you must have read the comments online about you, right? Tonight, during the competition, the hostess said that your voice charmed a bunch of men, women, and children. Did you want to ruin your voice and lose fans?"

"Sigh ~" Qin Shu let out a long sigh. For the sake of popularity, he could only accept his fate.

"Don't worry, Qin Shu. I have a cold and my throat is uncomfortable. I'll accompany you to eat spicy food." Chen Zhe comforted him from the side.

"That's enough. Eat whatever you like. When we were PKing with others just now, you shouted the loudest. Is this called a sore throat? " Qin Shu did not want to celebrate, but in the end, everyone could not even eat properly.

"You brat, I was kind enough to accompany you, but you exposed me like this. Eat your white soup." Chen Zhe was so angry that he threw a green vegetable into the bottom of the white soup pot and used a spoon to pull it in front of Qin Shu.

Looking at the vegetables floating in the soup, Qin Shu frowned. He took a plate of beef from the shelf and prepared to put it in.

However, he was once again stopped by Liang Xiao, who forcefully took away the beef in his hand. "After you moved out of the dormitory, no one could help you control your diet. Yesterday, after training on the scale, I heard that you weighed five pounds, so I listened to your friend and ate more vegetables. If you haven't lost weight by the end of the race, go to the gym and train me. "

"Manager Liang is right," Qin Lang suddenly chimed in from the side. "As an artist, it's not good to not be able to manage your own figure well. However, not many fans like fat people."

Qin Shu pinched his stomach in dissatisfaction. He could indeed pinch a handful of meat, but he was still unconvinced, "Our LP walks on the path of strength."

"But the company hopes that your strength and appearance are equal."

"Alright, stop struggling." Yee Fann placed the fungus and tofu in front of Qin Shu. "Now that you have the strength to struggle, I think you should eat more tofu to fill your stomach."

They were all artists, so they naturally knew how to control themselves. Although Yee Fann's heart ached for Qin Shu, who was gluttonous, to be told to keep his mouth shut, he couldn't allow his heart to ache. Otherwise, he would have to work even harder in the future.

Since no one at the table wanted to help him, Qin Shu could only accept his fate.

"I need to go to the bathroom," Faang Su suddenly interrupted and left the room.

"I also need to go to the bathroom to wash my hands. I've been holding up the lamp all night. My hands are so dirty," Chen Zhe also left.

After the two of them left, Qiao Lin also wanted to go to the toilet. After watching the competition all night, he had yet to go to the toilet and needed to relieve himself.

"I need to go to the bathroom too." Chen Zhe and Faang Su had only left for a minute or two when Qiao Lin followed them to the bathroom.

The location of the bathroom was not easy to find. Qiao Lin walked around the hall and asked the waiter before he found it.

However, he did not see Chen Zhe and Faang Su on his way back. He thought that the two of them had gone the same way as him. However, as soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw the two of them standing opposite each other.

Chen Zhe leaned against the wall with his head lowered. Faang Su leaned his arms against the wall and wrapped him in his arms. Neither of them spoke as they stood there motionlessly.

Faang Su against the wall, what was going on? As far as Qiao Lin knew, the two of them did not seem to be very familiar with each other. Chen Zhe had only met Faang Su a few times when he came to watch the LP competition.