The sick beauty became popular after she brought her ex to the show

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the guests gathered again in the public lounge of the club.

The host got a little excited and said, "The deadline for forming teams has come. We will also officially announce the team formation of the guests!"

Su Ye sat on the sofa in the corner, and An Sijia sat down on his left as a matter of course. Jiang Congfeng turned around, nodded and greeted the other newlyweds, then sat down on Su Ye's right.

[Some of the youngest ones have really many tricks hhh]
[I have to walk around to cover up my mistake. I won’t tell you who is laughing to death.]
[Sijia is so warm, 555 feels that Oril really has a sense of team building! ]
Shu Ling and another newcomer were sitting not far away. They would glance at Su Ye from time to time, and when Su Ye looked up at them, they would look away and quietly click their tongues in dissatisfaction.

In front of the lounge, behind the host, there is a large screen, and the announcement order scrolls in the order in which the guests report their teams.
The guests of Meteor are either high-profile or very popular. After the team formation of each group is announced, they will receive a lot of cheers and flowers.

"Hey, Ye, did you find that person you mentioned before?"
An Sijia exchanged pleasantries with the people around her, then asked Su Ye quietly, her voice full of worry.

Su Ye is quite popular now, but his connections are a weakness. The big screen has already announced the team formation of nearly half of the guests. The guests who are singers are very popular and have almost all been incorporated into their respective teams.

Su Ye's eyes curved up and he whispered, "Well, we've got the group."

An Sijia looked around, hesitant to speak.
If it’s not him, and it’s not Jiang Congfeng, then who else could it be?
Just now, An Sijia heard about Su Ye's team formation from other guests and staff. She was worried but also very curious.

Apart from them, Song Xian, the only one who was relatively familiar with Su Ye, formed a team with another veteran golden song singer from the Greater Bay Area.

Although Shu Ling was rejected by Su Ye, she was quite popular among the newcomers and was teamed up with an artist who came from a talent show.

"Group Six: An Sijia Anle"

Su Ye was a little surprised when he saw the golden font on the screen.
"Scarlett, are you and Anle forming a team?"

An Sijia rubbed the back of her neck and said, "Well, I wanted to be on the same team with you, but you already have someone to choose from, so I went to ask Anle."

"I thought you guys..." Su Ye didn't finish his words, but it was enough for people to understand.

He remembered that when he met Anle in Ji Ru's crew before, Anle's attitude towards An Sijia seemed quite ordinary. An Sijia also said that she and Anle were brothers from a reunited family, and it sounded like their relationship was not particularly good.

"Hahahaha, since you rejected me, let's team up together."
An Sijia's answer was very vague. Su Ye didn't ask any more questions after hearing it. He guessed that the process of An Sijia and An Le forming a team might be very dramatic.

After the announcement, Su Ye saw Anle clapping lively as usual, but he and An Sijia did not hug each other or high-five like other teams, and there was no eye contact throughout the whole process.

Jiang Congfeng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, "Brother, are you sure there's no problem with forming a team?"

Su Ye came back to his senses, "Yeah, no problem."
He couldn't help but smile again, "The other party has already promised me."

Jiang Congfeng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The result of Jiang Congfeng's team was also announced. Su Ye found Jiang Congfeng's teammate familiar. "Is this the rap instructor of Group B in the show you participated in two years ago?"

Jiang Congfeng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Su Ye to know all this. He lowered his head and took a sip of coffee, hiding the momentary brightness on his face uncomfortably. "Well, our relationship is okay."

"Oh, why are you still embarrassed to go up?" An Sijia joked from the side.

The team formation was in full swing, and when each group was announced, cheers and blessings could be heard in the lounge.

[Oh my god, it’s already the 19th group, why hasn’t SY’s group come out yet]
[The host just said that the announcement will be made in the order of reporting time]
[Fuck, so Ye reported it at the last minute, you are amazing]
[Why report so late? Who is so hard to hire?]
[To be honest, I was more worried because I was left alone.]
[Yeah, yeah]
The host has already announced the twentieth group of guests in a playful tone, "At this point, most of our guest team formations have been announced. Only the last group is left. Let's guess which brother it will be?"

The main event is usually the most dramatic, and the guests present are more or less whetted by the host's words.

Anle sneaked over from the other side, forced his way in between An Sijia and Su Ye, hugged Su Ye's arm and lowered his voice.
"Who did Teacher Su reject me for? I'm really curious!"

An Sijia, who was pushed aside, had no choice but to quietly talk to Su Ye. She was worried for Su Ye, "Ye, is it really okay?"

Judging from the situation, three of the guests present have invited external aid, and the rest have already formed teams, with no lone guests. Everyone is sure that Su Ye should have also invited external aid to form a team.
Now the key question is who this foreign aid is.

Jiang Congfeng didn't speak as energetically as An Sijia, but there was obvious worry in his eyes.

For this kind of warm-up session, teaming up with the guests on the show is the best solution. Although foreign players sound good, if you can't invite big names or people with high popularity, it's probably better not to invite them.

After all, the word "foreign aid" is an easter egg for the audience, and the expectations will be very high. Ordinary artists may not be able to withstand such expectations.

Unlike the guests around him who were either nervous or curious, Su Ye still sat on the sofa, his body not tense.
"Yeah, no problem."

Su Ye stared at the big screen with a firm tone, and the smile on his face became more and more vivid, and there was even a slight blush on his cheeks, which seemed to be caused by excitement.

Jiang Congfeng was stunned for a moment, suppressed his worries, and looked in the direction Su Ye was looking.

The barrage of comments was in a mess.

[??? Who is it? I’m so anxious! Hurry!]
[Don’t be alone, I can’t stand this stimulation]
[I checked and found out that Suye Company Yaotian has signed singers, but they are all newcomers and can’t make the grade!]
[Alas. I have to pack up and prepare to comfort Ye Ye.]
The host's voice became louder and louder. "Now let's announce the 21st group of guests. Everyone, please look at the big screen!"

After a series of special effects on the screen, a row of golden words appeared in the title position:
[Group 21]
Two names slowly emerged below the golden characters, gradually becoming clearer from light to dark.

[Su Ye Xi Yu]
".Ah?! Xi Yu?!"
An Sijia took a breath and stood up from the sofa in shock, "Xi Yu? The person you are talking about is Xi Yu?"

Several guests at the other end had already prepared to applaud, but after seeing the words, they were stunned for a moment and then started to applaud loudly.

Song Xian said cheerfully, "No wonder Xiao Su Wan refused. It would be best if Xi Yu could come."

Several guests made good-natured jokes, "Oh, Xi Yu is here. I'm just packing my bags and getting ready to go home."

Jiang Congfeng breathed a sigh of relief silently, and when he saw the word "Xi Yu", he tilted his head and smacked his tongue.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, it's Teacher Xi? I should have guessed it a long time ago!" Anle shook Su Ye's arm exaggeratedly.

The happiest person was definitely the host.

Xi Yu is well-known for not participating in variety shows. Even programs of the level of Meteor have been rejected by Xi Yu time and time again.
God is truly merciful. I didn’t expect that we could invite Xi Yu this time!
The live broadcast screen was blank for a moment when Su Ye's group made the announcement, and then countless barrages of comments popped up.

[Fuck]
[You thought he was unprepared, but in fact he was in the atmosphere]
[Ahhhhh Xi Yu ahhhhh]
[Okay, hahaha, okay! Okay! Hello, Xisu! I’m in good spirits!]
[Damn it, I said before that it was impossible for someone of Xi Yu's status to be like this. I'm sorry, I'm going to go to the fan group to admit my mistake.]
Surprised congratulations and cheers rang out one after another.

Su Ye sat in the center of the noisy crowd, looking at the row of neatly-arranged names on the screen, with a warm look in his soft eyes.
Five years later, his name was listed side by side with Xi Yu again.

The photographer quickly took a close-up of this smile.

Amid the noise, An Sijia leaned over and whispered in Su Ye's ear, her tone full of emotion.
".Ye, it still has to be you."

The night of the announcement of the competing teams ended in a lively and unexpected atmosphere.

After returning to the dormitory, Su Ye washed up and curled up in bed.

The quilt on the bed was sometimes quiet and sometimes rustled. Su Ye buried his head, as if he was thinking of something happy. He laughed softly from time to time, and his shoulders trembled slightly with joy.

He recalled Xi Yu's jealous tone on the phone before, and a sweet emotion filled his chest, almost overflowing, and he couldn't hold it back.

The buzzing of the cell phone interrupted Su Ye's happy thoughts.
He took it out and looked at it.

[Stop laughing and go to bed early.]
Su Ye was confused for a moment, then immediately sat up and looked around.

Without cameras, this program does not disclose the guests' daily rest time, and it is impossible for anyone to see his current state.

Su Ye unconsciously pulled at the corner of his clothes that was wrinkled in the quilt, smoothed his hair, lowered his voice and sent a voice message.
"how do you know?"

Xi Yu leaned against the head of the bed and clicked on Su Ye's voice. He heard Su Ye's furtive tone, like a thief. His voice was lowered and sounded a little hoarse, but still moving.

He smiled silently and replied in the same tone as Su Ye.
"My guess."

After listening to this, Su Ye felt annoyed, pursed his lips slightly, and lay back down, with the quilt kicked up into a mess.
Is he that good looking?

Xi Yu sent another message, "Cover yourself tightly with the quilt, be careful not to catch a cold."

Su Ye resigned himself to his fate and pulled the quilt back, wrapping himself tightly, leaving only a few fingers exposed, and sent the message word by word.
[I know.]
Xi Yu saw this message and glanced at the time.

It was almost Su Ye’s usual rest time, so he didn’t send any more messages. He exited the interface and called Xi Niao.
Xi Niao sent a message at night, saying that there was some progress in Lin He's matter.

"Didn't I tell you to call earlier? Why are you so late? I just fell asleep."
Xi Niao on the opposite side yawned loudly, with an obvious complaint in his expression.

Xi Yu said as a matter of course, "I just watched the live broadcast."

Xi Niao was convinced, "Being in love is awesome."

After making a few impolite remarks, Xi Niao got straight to the point.

"Lin He's background is quite difficult to check. He must have intentionally concealed a lot after changing his career, but I was able to find out some of it. Before he got involved in the media industry, he worked in a securities firm for a while."

Xi Yu paused, "Securities Exchange?"
Is there any need for this industry to switch to the media industry?
Xi Niao snorted, "On the surface it's a securities firm, but in fact it's very small, just a small studio, and the securities firm is just a listing, and the specific work is just like you guessed, debt-related."

Xi Yu frowned.
That's right.

It seems that Su Ye’s family debt during his childhood was indeed related to Lin He.

But debts must be paid back, even if it involves usury in the gray area. As long as the commotion is not too big, the debt collection companies have reasons and means to collect the debts.
In the final analysis, it was Su Ye's scumbag father who was in the wrong. Why should Lin He still be afraid of Su Ye after so many years?
"Is the debt of Su Ye's family directly related to Lin He?"

Xi Niao thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure. The studio itself is not very formal, the records are not detailed, and many debt relationships are no longer clear. I can only guess that Xiaoye's debt is related to Lin He."

Xi Yu thought of the scar on the back of Su Ye's head, "Do they have a criminal record?"

"Yes, a lot." Xi Niao sighed, "There are some loans like this, but they are usually not listed on the studio, but only on the debt collectors. The records are scattered and difficult to check."

"Yeah." Xi Yu responded, "Su Ye's injury was probably caused by the debt collection back then."

"By the way, speaking of this." Xi Niao paused, his voice became serious, "I checked Xiao Ye's background by the way, and found some things. They may not be relevant, but I thought you might want to know."

Xi Yu calmed down and waited for Xi Niao's next words.

"Xiaoye's maternal grandfather, the Su family, is quite well-off. I told you this before, right? But Xiaoye's mother seems to have lost contact with the Su family for a period of time in her early years, and the Su family didn't like to mention their eldest daughter to the outside world at that time."

Xi Yu hummed, somewhat knowing the answer, "Because of marriage problems."

"Yes, Xiaoye's mother, Su Yun, seemed to have eloped and left the Su family when she got pregnant out of wedlock."

With a swish sound, it seemed that Xi Niao turned a page of a document.

"The above is not the point. The point is that I found out that his mother Su Yun has a court record."

Xi Yu sat up straight unconsciously, "Court record?"

"Yes, the Su family has managed it very well, and most people wouldn't think of checking these things." Xi Niao's tone was a little heavy, "Did Xiaoye mention it to you?"

Xi Yu's throat tightened, "No, he didn't mention it."

"Well, I understand. It's not something worth mentioning." Xi Niao sighed again, "I don't know if these things are related. I'll check it out later."

Xi Yu leaned back on the bed and thought of something, "Where is Su Ye's father?"

"I only know that he is a scoundrel, but I don't know where he is living now. After Su Yun's accident, the Su family arranged for a divorce certificate. I guess they felt it was shameful, so they handled it very carefully. It is almost impossible to find this person, but I heard that his surname is Gu."

Gu.
Su Ye mentioned that his old surname was Gu, and Xi Yu took note of it silently.

Xi Niao then mentioned some more details, said good night and hung up the phone.

Xi Yu listened to the busy tone on the phone, put his hands down and put them aside, leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the terrace with no curtains drawn.
The lights are bright, dyeing the night sky with some light purple, making it look prosperous and peaceful.

There were still many things about Su Ye that he didn't understand, and Su Ye's unfinished words might touch upon his heavy past. Xi Yu quietly lit a cigarette.

He suddenly missed Su Ye very much. He missed Su Ye's soft long hair, the cool scent of cedar with a hint of white roses, her snow-white and soft skin, and the way she would look away and remain silent when embarrassed.

Xi Yu exhaled a misty smoke.

He might really be a little love-minded.
Even the scar on Su Ye's head and the secret that made Su Ye unable to speak of made Xi Yu feel pity for him.
He really wanted to hug Su Ye now, comfort Su Ye in a low voice, caress Su Ye over and over again, and tell Su Ye that it was okay, not to be afraid, and that he would always be by his side.

I miss Su Ye so much.
Miss him so much.

When the thin cigarette burned out, Xi Yu's cell phone dinged.

Xi Yu clicked it and a voice message popped up.

Su Ye's voice was light and ethereal, with some suppressed shyness, and a rare warmth and boldness, echoing in Xi Yu's ears deep into the night.
"I really want to see you."

Xi Yu laughed.
He crushed the cigarette butt and threw it away, and a voice message popped up directly.

"Shuishui?"

Su Ye seemed to turn over, burying his face in the quilt, and said in a hazy voice, "Well, why are you calling?"

Xi Yu laughed softly, "Oh, my question. I'll hang up now."

Su Ye was stuck for a moment, holding the phone, the warm quilt made his palms sweat thinly and slippery.

Xi Yu's voice sounded again, "Good night?"

Su Ye was a little at a loss. He didn't expect Xi Yu to be so decisive this time. Unlike before, he didn't tease him with a few rude words, but let him go easily.

Su Ye felt a strange feeling of reluctance and dashed expectations.

He couldn't help but rub it with the quilt wrapped around him, and the long hair rubbed into his mouth. Su Ye pushed it out with the tip of his tongue, making those strands of hair wet, as if covered with a thin layer of sweat.

His heart skipped a beat shyly because of this strange thought, and his blood rushed up, making Su Ye feel a little dizzy for a moment.

Su Ye whispered: "No."

Xi Yu said, "Hmm?" His magnetic voice was filled with hormonal tension, "What's not?"

Su Ye's voice became even softer, his heart was pounding, and he opened his mouth in shame and embarrassment.
"I'm the one who asked you to call me, not your problem."

Xi Yu's tone was surprised, "Really? But you sound very sleepy, aren't you going to sleep?"

After that, Xi Yu muttered to himself, "You have to practice and record a show tomorrow. You must be very sleepy. You should hang up the phone and go to sleep."

"No—I'm not sleepy!"
Su Ye raised his voice, then realized that he had lost his composure and curled up in the quilt.

After a while, Su Ye's voice became very soft, and his face turned red with embarrassment.
"Xi Yu, don't hang up. I want to hear you talk."

Xi Yu seemed to be keeping it a secret, "I don't believe it. You must be too sleepy to open your eyes, and you said that to take care of me."

Su Ye argued in bed, "My eyes are open."

Xi Yu acted like a scoundrel, "How should I know? I'm not with you now."

Su Ye pursed her lips, and after a long silence, she moved her fingers and tapped the screen.
"I show you."

The voice interface suddenly switched to video.

The unbridled smile on Xi Yu's face froze when he saw Su Ye's face in the video.

Oh my god, water.
Xi Yu said silently in his heart, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

He originally just wanted to tease Su Ye. He really just wanted to tease Su Ye out of habit and listen to Su Ye's annoyed but shy voice.
But I didn’t expect Su Ye to be so straightforward and directly turned it into a video.

Su Ye's face was very close, her long hair was messy, and her beautiful eyes did not look directly at the camera, but turned away slightly embarrassedly, and the mole at the end of her eyebrow was visible between the hair.
There was a startling redness under her eyes and on her cheeks, which made the red mole seem to melt into it.

Xi Yu's breathing tightened and he called out "Shui Shui."

".Um."
Su Ye agreed, raised his eyes to glance at the camera, then quickly looked away, moving restlessly, with one side of his cheek pressed against the pillow, causing that eye to narrow slightly, and a sense of confusion for no reason.

Su Ye seldom video calls with others, so he felt a little embarrassed and a little weird at this moment.

He was the only one who switched the video, while Xi Yu was still on the voice chat. Su Ye couldn't see Xi Yu's face, and couldn't guess what his expression or emotion was.
But Xi Yu could observe him completely, see every subtle change in his expression, see the look in his eyes when he spoke, and see his hot cheeks.

This gave Su Ye a feeling of being "completely controlled".

This feeling prompted Su Ye to speak softly despite his embarrassment.
"Xi Yu, why don't you turn on the camera?"

It was clearly a question, but because it contained an overly obvious urging, it almost sounded like the person was enduring an impulse and craving the other person.

"You want me to drive?"

Xi Yu saw Su Ye purse his lips quickly in the dim light, and when he opened his lips, there was a flash of water.

"Yeah, I want to see you."

Shi Yu's face finally appeared on the screen, leaning against the head of the bed. Because he was holding a mobile phone in his hand, he looked a little condescending from Su Ye's perspective.

Xi Yu spoke very objectively, but the expression on his face was not very objective, "Shui Shui, you are wrapped so tightly."

Su Ye's eyelashes moved, "I'm cold."

Xi Yu's face moved closer, and Su Ye had the illusion that he was really lying in front of Xi Yu, being carefully observed by him.
"Are you cold? Your face is almost steaming."

Su Ye's face turned a little redder and he stopped talking.

"If you don't talk, you must be sleepy. Would it be better if you hang up?"

Su Ye endured the humiliation and spoke again, "I'm not sleepy. I'm not sleepy."

Xi Yu let Su Ye go and smiled unreasonably, "I really thought you were sleepy and was about to hang up."

Su Ye opened his mouth, then closed it. Rou Lan closed her eyes as well, then opened them again, her eyes evasive.
"I sent you a voice message on purpose."

Xi Yu raised the corner of his mouth, "Really?"

Su Ye felt like his heart was about to burst from shame.
Admitting your hidden thoughts is like taking the initiative to strip yourself naked in front of the other person so that the other person can see clearly.

"I--" Su Ye whispered, "I want to talk to you, but we just chatted and it's getting late. It would be embarrassing to call you again. So I sent a voice message. Maybe you will call me after you hear it."

"It's not that I might." Xi Yu corrected, "I know I will call you. Teacher Su is so scheming."

".Yeah." Su Ye curled up in the quilt and admitted, with obvious shame on his face.

Xi Yu lit another cigarette and bit the popping bead, "Teacher Su can't even wait for half a day."

Su Ye was so embarrassed that he was too embarrassed to speak. He was silent and only could breathe.

"The team has been confirmed and we can meet tomorrow, but as soon as the night comes, he wraps himself in the quilt and can't wait to use tricks to seduce people."

Su Ye couldn't help it, "I didn't seduce anyone."

"I'm not seducing anyone." Xi Yu tilted his head and spit out a puff of smoke, then turned back and said meaningfully, "Shui Shui, don't take advantage of the fact that you can't see what you look like now and start fires everywhere without fear."

Su Ye pulled the quilt down a little, trying to cool his cheeks a little, "I didn't set fire to anything."

He was provoked by Xi Yu's words and blurted out.
"Didn't I just order you?"

There was a moment of silence.

Xi Yu stared at Su Ye's face in the video with a sticky gaze, and finally spoke.
"Shuishui, if you have the guts, say these things to my face next time."

To Xi Yu's surprise, Su Ye did not turn his head away and spoke after a while.
".Yeah, okay."

Su Ye's voice was so soft that it sounded like a whisper. "I just want to hear you speak. Your voice is very nice and attractive. I like it very much."

Su Ye took great effort to put his true thoughts into words, trying to convey them to Xi Yu.

He finally admitted in person the hidden pleasure in his heart.
"I don't hate it. I like you talking to me like this."

After saying this, Su Ye felt his whole body getting hot, as if he was about to burn and turn into a piece of hot carbon.

Xi Yu's voice came from the phone, low and whispering, "What?"

Su Ye tried to hold it in, but he couldn't bear the emotions that seemed to be about to burst in his heart.
He said softly, gently and shyly, "Yes, those are too much."

Xi Yu reached out and pressed the remote control, opening all the windows on the terrace, letting the biting cold wind blow on his face and calming his excited brain.

After a moment, Su Ye heard Xi Yu's voice.

".I really don't understand why this show has to have a training camp."

Su Ye's cheeks were burning and he hummed softly. For the first time in his life, he faced his own instinctive impulses because of Xi Yu.

Although it was only verbal, Xi Yu understood how rare it was.
Su Ye did not speak empty words. Everything he said and promised was carefully put into practice in his own way.

"Shui Shui."
"Ok?"

"Don't hang up, I'm going to take a shower and come back to sleep with you."
".Um."

On the second day of the variety show "Meteor", the first public song selection and rehearsal stage officially began.
Foreign guests arrived at the show one after another under the attention of the public.

"Wow, it's Xi Yu, the living Xi Yu." An Sijia waited at the door with Su Ye. When she saw Xiao Yang driving the nanny car in, she said sarcastically, "I invited him so many times before but he ignored me. It's really Teacher Su who has the upper hand."

Su Ye smiled without saying anything and subconsciously clenched the phone in his hand.
In WeChat, there was a call record lasting more than seven hours.

When Xi Yu got out of the car, he was warmly welcomed as expected. After greeting a few senior colleagues, he reached out to take the violin case handed to him by Xiao Yang in the car.

Xi Yu grabbed the strap with his fingers and pulled, but it didn't move.

Xi Yu turned around, pressed down the black mask with his fingers, and said calmly, "Xiao Yang."

Xiao Yang came back to his senses and let out an "ah", but still did not let go of the guitar case in his hand.

At the last wrap party, Xi Yu and Su Ye both disappeared and were out of contact for most of the day before returning.
Later, Xi Yu went to Su Ye's house and stayed there for two and a half days before he remembered to go back to his own home.

Xiao Yang faced Xi Yu's calm but intimidating gaze, glanced at Su Ye who was smiling in the distance, and then thought of Shen Meng's hesitant advice, and said tremblingly: "Brother, this is a variety show, remember. Control yourself."

Xi Yu smiled at Xiao Yang calmly, "Xiao Yang, I'm interested in knowledge. I'm a human being, not an animal."

(End of this chapter)