Rong Yuheng’s hairs on his back were standing up!

He had an instinctive feeling that something was not right, and he wanted to take back those three “Good Person” cards.

“No need, I’m already a mature adult.
I can do it myself.”

Wen Zhecheng’s fingers twitched, but he restrained himself.
He took a small step back.
The sense of oppression caused by the height difference and lighting instantly reduced significantly.

Rong Yuheng was on high alert, especially since he still hadn’t put on his shirt.
The cold sensation from the metal rack against his lower back stimulated his scalp, forcing him to maintain a semblance of calmness.

He clenched the towel in front of him and blocked it, saying, “Move back a bit more.”

Seeing the situation, Wen Zhecheng immediately obediently “retreated” a little.

Just a little larger than half a foot.

Rong Yuheng, “… “Such an aware Wen Zhecheng.

Wen Zhecheng reminded him, “You really should dry off quickly, or else you might catch a cold.”

Rong Yuheng hinted, “I can’t dry off properly like this.”

Wen Zhecheng, “Oh.” He retreated two meters away, thought for a moment, and then turned his back.
“Is this okay?”

Rong Yuheng didn’t answer.
His mind was now in a mess, filled with countless thoughts, such as:

Is Wen Zhecheng lusting after his body?

Is Wen Zhecheng lusting after his body?

Is Wen Zhecheng lusting after his body?

Rong Yuheng found it more and more suspicious the more he thought about it.
Could it be that the earlier words, “Don’t worry, I’m here,” meant that he was going to take advantage of him?

While closely watching Wen Zhecheng’s broad back, Rong Yuheng quickly wiped off the sweat from his body with his other hand, bypassed Wen Zhecheng, and hurriedly grabbed the new clothes from the table.

Just as he was about to slip away after putting them on, Wen Zhecheng called him, “Wait.”

Wen Zhecheng took a step forward and walked toward him.

Rong Yuheng’s heart tightened, feeling like he was suffocating.

The next second, he heard Wen Zhecheng say, “Do you feel suffocated?”

Rong Yuheng was instantly shocked and pale: Wen Zhecheng can even read minds!

Wen Zhecheng said, “Your clothes are on backward.”

Rong Yuheng, “… I give up.”

This time, he didn’t want to take them off again, so he simply tucked his hands into the sleeves and spun around like a washing machine, turning the back to the front.
With a stretch of both hands, he skillfully emerged from the clothes.

Wen Zhecheng cast a concerned gaze at him.
“Are you tired?”

Rong Yuheng hinted, “It wouldn’t have been this tiring if it weren’t for you.”

“…” Wen Zhecheng realized his slip of the tongue and lowered his head in embarrassment, but his gaze still flickered towards Rong Yuheng.

Rong Yuheng had never seen Wen Zhecheng in this state before.
Amidst the chaos in his heart, he also felt a bit soft-hearted.

“What’s with that look in your eyes?” Rong Yuheng asked.

Wen Zhecheng gently closed his eyes.
“There’s no look in my eyes.”

If it weren’t for the inappropriate timing, Rong Yuheng would definitely have applauded and exclaimed, “What a vivid performance of ‘covering one’s ears while stealing a bell’.”

He decided to directly ask for clarification, so as not to make blind guesses.
“Teacher Wen, you’re acting strange today.”

Wen Zhecheng simply replied with a “Hmm.”

Rong Yuheng poked him.
“You seem overly enthusiastic.”

Wen Zhecheng responded with another “Hmm.”

Rong Yuheng felt tired.
He didn’t want to drag it out any longer.
“Pretending to be indifferent now won’t work.
You clearly made physical contact earlier.”

Wen Zhecheng’s “pretense of indifference” was shattered, and he fell into a brief moment of panic!

After a second, he forcibly regained his composure and quickly searched for a solution in his mind—

The main issue was that revealing everything now would be too abrupt.
They didn’t have a solid foundation of affection.
Judging from Rong Yuheng’s guarded attitude, he would definitely be pushed away.

By then, the “Good Person” cards he received would be the “Yearly VIP Edition,” non-refundable!

Rong Yuheng continued to scrutinize him with fiery eyes.
“So, Teacher Wen, what do you mean by all this?”

Wen Zhecheng suppressed his pounding heart and after a while, he finally managed to scrape together a life-saving straw from his vast memories and complex logic.

After contemplating for a moment, he gently shook the straw.
“It’s compassion.”

Rong Yuheng said, “What…?”

Wen Zhecheng enunciated each word, and a faint sense of joy after surviving a catastrophe could be discerned.
“Didn’t you say I reminded you of your grandmother?”


Rong Yuheng’s hesitant and probing expression gradually faded into indifference.

So Wen Zhecheng saw him as a grandson.

Well, what’s the big deal then? He could probably even wear diapers without any problem.

Rong Yuheng understood this point, but he still had a question.
“Then what about the green light in your eyes?”

Wen Zhecheng choked for a moment, almost forgetting about that.

After contemplating for two seconds, he answered, “It’s love and peace.”

Rong Yuheng thought, What a crisis-filled peace!

But Wen Zhecheng had explained everything he could, so Rong Yuheng had no choice but to choose to believe.
After all, he was used to shamelessly thick-skinned situations since childhood, and it wouldn’t be surprising if he was just being delusional this time.

Rong Yuheng apologized, “I must have misunderstood, I’m sorry.”

Wen Zhecheng activated his actor mode again and his eyes revealed love and tolerance.
“It’s okay, I don’t mind.”

At that moment, the previously intense and tense atmosphere in the room instantly dissipated, replaced by a harmonious and gentle ambiance, like a gentle breeze caressing their faces…

Wen Zhecheng probably didn’t expect that he could actually single-handedly reverse the course of events and reset the fast-forwarded love progress bar to zero.

They even changed the script—

As the two of them walked out of the room, they saw Zhou Shubai waiting outside the changing room.

Zhou Shubai’s eyes were still searching all over Rong Yuheng, trying to find something fishy.

Rong Yuheng worriedly touched his eye.
“It seems like your eye is twitching.”

Zhou Shubai, with eyes widened from being exposed, replied, “… It wasn’t before.”

The three of them walked in the direction of the backstage.
Since Zhou Shubai was present, Wen Zhecheng picked a common topic.
“Why did we perform ‘Kamen Rider’ this time?”

Rong Yuheng understood the hidden meaning behind Wen Zhecheng’s words, and he also knew that this choice wasn’t very wise.
They were all about to debut as idols, how could they cover their faces and bodies?

Moreover, Rong Yuheng had already performed three Japanese songs, and it would be easy for people to categorize him in the future.

Zhou Shubai voluntarily admitted, “It’s because of me… My brother didn’t want me to show my face on stage.”

He glanced at Rong Yuheng while saying this.
“Rong Xiaoji, you are partnering with me this time.
If your ranking drops because of this, I…”

Rong Yuheng interrupted him.
“Don’t say things like that.
If we have to measure our friendship based on interests, then what kind of friendship is that?”

Rong Yuheng meant every word he said.
He still remembered the first day he came here, when this pampered young master didn’t distance himself from him just because of his “poor background.” In fact, he even arranged dinner for him when he missed mealtime.

Zhou Shubai had never measured this friendship in terms of interests from the beginning, so Rong Yuheng would reciprocate the same.

Upon hearing Rong Yuheng’s words, Zhou Shubai’s eyes became a bit moist, but he persisted.
“I’m serious.
If you get eliminated, I’ll steal money from my brother to support you.”

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zhecheng, “… There’s no need for that.”

Wen Zhecheng said, “Yuheng’s ranking has always been high, so it won’t be affected much.
Zhou Shubai, you should worry about yourself.”

Zhou Shubai first paused for two seconds due to the slightly different address, but then he understood Wen Zhecheng’s meaning.

“Wen Laoshi, are you saying that I’m dangerous?”

Wen Zhecheng nodded.

Rong Yuheng’s heart tightened, and he grabbed Zhou Shubai’s hand, his voice choked with tears, “No, don’t go, don’t go…”

Wen Zhecheng’s gaze became fixed.

Zhou Shubai was initially feeling a bit down, but when he looked up and saw the scorching gaze from Wen Zhecheng behind Rong Yuheng, his disappointment vanished inexplicably, and he even felt a faint sense of relief—

It’s a good thing he’s leaving.
This young master can’t handle it anymore.

Fortunately, Wen Zhecheng only glanced at him before recalling his position as Rong Yuheng’s “grandmother” and withdrew his gaze with restraint.

“In this talent show, only six spots are available for debut.
Even if you don’t make it to the end, you’ve accumulated a lot of popularity throughout this process.
If you cultivate it well, you can still stand out in other places.”

Rong Yuheng quickly forgot about his past wounds and started daydreaming again.
“Wen Laoshi, are you trying to comfort us? You’re so kind!”

Wen Zhecheng said a cryptic phrase that only the two of them could understand, “After all, I’m the elder here.”

Rong Yuheng, “…”

The three of them returned to the backstage area, where the performance of the fourth group was already underway.

Zhou Shubai glanced at Wen Zhecheng and voluntarily distanced himself from Rong Yuheng, going to find Zou Yi.

Rong Yuheng also wanted to slip away, but he was stopped by Wen Zhecheng.
“We won’t be able to see each other for a while.
I’ve accepted a film role and will be joining the production soon.”

Rong Yuheng activated his social skills and smoothly responded, “With Wen Laoshi starring in the film, it’s bound to be a box office hit.”

Wen Zhecheng was once again pleased by his flattery and couldn’t help but say more, “It’s set in the Republican era.
If you’re free on the premiere day, I can invite you to watch.”

Rong Yuheng was initially pleasantly surprised, but then he remembered that he was still a grandson, so he reassured himself, “Sure, I’m looking forward to it.”

Worried that Rong Yuheng would have overly high expectations, Wen Zhecheng added, “But I play a supporting role, so I don’t have a lot of screen time.”

Rong Yuheng’s quick-witted mind instantly made connections, “You’re being bullied too?”

Wen Zhecheng, “…”

Wen Zhecheng, “No, it was my choice to play the supporting role.
I like this character, and it suits my personality.”

Rong Yuheng asked, “What kind of personality?”

Wen Zhecheng finally seized the opportunity to show off a bit, “Family-oriented and responsible.”

Rong Yuheng, “…”

What an indirect way of praising himself!

Wen Zhecheng keenly raised his radar, “What are you hesitating to say?”

Rong Yuheng replied calmly, “Nothing, I just feel that Grandfather must be living a contented life.”

Wen “Grandma,” “….”

He didn’t like this script, and he regretted it.

There were other contestants around, so the two of them couldn’t chat for too long.
Wen Zhecheng understood this and said, “Contact me on WeChat if you have anything,” before leaving.

Once Wen Zhecheng left, Rong Yuheng quickly retreated to a corner and sent a message to Lu Mingxuan.
He wanted to share today’s encounter with his beloved grandson and let him know that he gained another great-grandmother.

【Rong Yuheng】: Grandson, our family has grown.

Lu Mingxuan had just finished watching Rong Yuheng’s “splendid performance,” and now he really didn’t want to acknowledge this relative.

But when he heard “grown,” he couldn’t suppress his curiosity.

【Lu Mingxuan】: Did you have a son? Do I have a grandson?

【Rong Yuheng】: What are you thinking, grandson? You have a great-grandmother now.

Lu Mingxuan, “…” This was the first time he had heard of “growing the family” in terms of adding relatives from higher generations.

【Lu Mingxuan】: What does that mean? Are you randomly claiming more relatives again? Is our family’s genealogy that flexible?

Rong Yuheng didn’t know how to explain to him.
He was about to send a voice message when he heard Zou Yi calling him from the other end.

Rong Yuheng turned his head and responded.
After thinking for a moment, he succinctly typed two sentences on his phone and sent them.

【Rong Yuheng】: Someone got touchy-feely with me today, and I thought they were hitting on me.
But it turns out they claimed to be my “grandmother” afterward.

【Rong Yuheng】: Turns out they see me as their grandson.
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After sending the messages, Rong Yuheng put away his phone and walked toward Zou Yi and Pu Zaixi.
They were about to go on stage and wanted Rong Yuheng to help adjust their clothes.
Rong Yuheng lent a hand, and once they were done preparing and went on stage, he took out his phone and checked the messages Lu Mingxuan had sent in response.

As he read, Lu Mingxuan was utterly shocked—

【Lu Mingxuan】: They hit on you and then called you their grandson!?

【Lu Mingxuan】: Did you encounter a terrible woman or something???

Rong Yuheng: …

No, it wasn’t like that.
It had nothing to do with being “terrible” or a “woman.”

Author’s note: Wen Zhecheng: The addition of peculiar roles continues.

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