Ch28 - “Gege, did he just touch you?”

“Ready to leave the turkey team?” Shen Qi watched Lu Tun finish off his last bite of meat and asked aloud. 

His hands were folded beneath his chin, his elbows were on the table, and his big thumb kept stroking against his chin.

For this kind of thing, Shen Qi had never been willing to be careless or make a joke out of it. 

“Burp.” Lu Tun belched and was very satisfied with the meal. His whole person flopped against the chair.

“I’ve thought about it.

“It’s really poor to stay in the turkey team ah, wuwuwu, I want to eat hot pot and barbecue. I miss the days when you would often take us out together to have fun.”

Shen Qi clicked his tongue and said, “I’m also very poor. Follow me, you may end up poorer than in the turkey team.” 

“Then… Idol, do you have the money to buy me?” Lu Tun scratched his head with a puzzled expression. “Do you instead want to wait for the automatic cancellation of my contract after my youth training time?”

He still had half a year left in youth training, but at that time, if they wanted to participate in next year’s competition, they wouldn’t have much time to break in their team. 

Shen Qi chuckled. “It’s okay. Although I, your Gege, am poor, I have enough to buy you.”

He reached out a hand to rub Lu Tun’s head and looked at him with an affectionate gaze. 

Lu Tun’s play style was distinctive. He liked a bold play style, while the turkey team was an old team. They preferred to advance gradually step by step, and pretty much if they could hide, then they wouldn’t come out on their own to attack.

When Lu Tun was in the first-string team, the turkey team lost because he had been too aggressive in a promotional match. In fact, if the players were willing to cooperate with him, the turkey team could have gone against the headwinds and turned the tables that match, instead of being beaten up the entire time. 

Later, Lu Tun became a benchwarmer.

Meanwhile Shen Qi just liked his bold play style. 

“However…I’ll give you the more ugly words first: my team is only there to win the championship. If we can’t get it, then don’t think you can live comfortably.” Shen Qi’s eyes were serious, and he had a rare unsmiling expression when looking at Lu Tun.

Lu Tun nodded. “Aye-aye, Idol.” 

He said it very powerfully, as if giving a pledge.

HUOJ was where his dream had begun, but it wasn’t where his dream would end. 

He sat by Shen Qi and obediently drew his head closer to let Shen Qi make a mess of it.

Before his head reached Shen Qi’s hand, he heard a slight disturbance at the entrance of the restaurant. 

It seemed that a celebrity had arrived.

This place wasn’t far from the place where the program was being recorded, and it was very normal for stars to come here. It happened to be lunch time now, and because the restaurant was expensive, there were few people. 

The commotion at the entrance soon subsided.

Lu Tun, who had curiously stuck his head out to check on the situation, didn’t have time to let Shen Qi rub his head. 

Lu Tun leaned out and looked at it for a while, and then he let out a “wow.” He became a bit excited to the naked eye, and his hands grasping the edge of the table trembled slightly.

Shen Qi clicked his tongue and tugged at Lu Tun’s collar. “Better looking than me, your Gege?” 

Lu Tun blushed. “Fu…it’s Fu Mingyuan himself!”

It really was him! He could see the actual person at close range! 

We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.

Vegf fcbeut, atfgf kjr wfja ab fja jr ibcu jr tf obiibkfv Pvbi!

Lfjglcu atja, Vtfc Hl ifa ub. Lf mjgfifrris geyyfv tlr olcufgr, ibbxfv vbkc, ifa bea j wsrafglber ijeut, jcv vlvc’a rjs jcsatlcu firf. 

Llr qbrlalbc jcv nlfk tfgf kfgf nfgs yjv. Yatfg qfbqif mbeivc’a rff tlw, jcv tf jirb mbeiv bcis rff qfbqif lc j ragjluta ilcf.

The people who had been sitting at the nearby table just now had already disappeared. 

After a while, without needing Shen Qi to stand up and look around, Fu Mingyuan had already come into their sight.

Today, he was wearing a dark blue suit, which made him look more upright and elegant. What was more, he was wearing a pair of gold-wire framed glasses, which covered his aggressive appearance and made him seem more elegant. 

To sum it up, he was mostly like—the refined and dashing type ba.

He walked neither fast nor slow, with his feet hitting the ground at a pretty much uniform pace. 

Following behind him, Du Jing’s expression seemed to be torturous, and he was gnashing his teeth.

After turning the corner, Fu Mingyuan’s eyes fell on Shen Qi. He nodded slightly, as if they were just two friends who had met by chance. 

Behind him, the fans who were quietly taking pictures saw that he was about to take a seat, and they all prepared to leave in a very orderly way.

After all, Fu Mingyuan was a very principled person. He allowed his fans to take photos and was willing to autograph things for them. However, his fans should also give him enough private space. 

For example, when eating, they couldn’t disturb him. All of them had agreed to this.

After the fans left, Fu Mingyuan frowned almost imperceptibly. 

“They’re gone, so you can take pictures.” He turned his head slightly and said this in a voice that only Du Jing could hear.

Du Jing: “….” 

They were in public, so he put up with it.

Fu Mingyuan unbuttoned his cuffs with one hand and slowly rolled one sleeve up a bit, revealing the fan support bracelet on his wrist, and then he followed up to roll up the other sleeve with his other hand. 

He didn’t sit directly at Shen Qi’s table, but sat next to them.

Du Jing sat down reluctantly, biting back his words. 

Lu Tun grabbed Shen Qi’s arm and lowered his excited voice to exclaim, “Idol!!!! Male God is actually sitting down next to us to eat!

“Would he still give an autograph if I go up to ask now?” 

Shen Qi clicked his tongue, his eyes moving away from the man’s side profile. “Is the autograph I got for you not enough?”

He took Lu Tun’s hand away, patted him on the back of his head, and motioned him to make way for himself. 

Lu Tun: “It’s enough…”

It was just that he didn’t write what he had wanted. 

Shen Qi laughed, rubbed Lu Tun’s head, and winked at him. “It’s okay, if it’s not enough, I’ll go help you again.”

Fu Mingyuan glimpsed the scene and pressed the corner of his lips down. 

Du Jing looked at the menu and drew closer. “Would you like something to eat?

“The reviews of this place are actually pretty good. 

“Don’t tell me, you just came to see your family’s…”

Fu Mingyuan looked up at him with some warning in his eyes, and Du Jing grew even more subdued. 

“Sir,” a clear male voice rang out beside them.

An elegant looking waiter smiled shyly at them. 

“Wow, Idol, they seem to be ordering a meal.” Lu Tun pulled at the corner of Shen Qi’s clothes right when Shen Qi was about to make his way over there.

Shen Qi paused in his motions of heading out. He sat down next to Lu Tun again, propping his chin up with one hand, and looked over at Fu Mingyuan and them with interest. 

“I envy the waiter.” Lu Tun propped both his hands under his chin and blinked.

The waiter handed the menu to Fu Mingyuan, and who knew if it was intentional or not, but he rubbed the back of Fu Mingyuan’s hand with his finger. 

The other party seemed to be unaware of it, and the waiter smiled and nodded.

Shen Qi clicked his tongue and said, “Tun’er, what else do you want to eat?” 

His right leg bumped against the leg of the table. He hissed and frowned, then instantly recovered.

Lu Tun let out an “ah” and said, “I can’t eat any more. Idol, why don’t we go first ba?” 

Having said that, he was still looking over at Fu Mingyuan and them. The waiter was smiling even more shyly, and Fu Mingyuan seemed to be saying something. Their side profiles were unexpectedly harmonious under the yellow light.

It was rare to see the real person, so he wasn’t willing to just go. 

Shen Qi let out a cold snort.

Lu Tun was startled by his voice. He drew closer to Shen Qi, looking completely guilty as he smiled. “I…I don’t need another autograph, or…Ge, do you want to eat some more? I’ll buy you a cup of milk tea later?” 

It must have been because he kept going on about his “male god this and male god that,” that he had irritated Idol into getting angry.

Hey, it was already really good that Idol was willing to go ask for an autograph for him, but he actually still wasn’t satisfied. He wasn’t a qualified little apprentice! 

He was wrong, he should die!

He would be sure to buy milk tea later! 

The tip of Shen Qi’s tongue touched the inside of his cheek, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. He raised his eyebrows at Lu Tun and stood up again. “No ah, Gege will definitely help you get an autograph today.

“And a unique one at that.” 

He walked over with a smile. That waiter was still standing in the same place with a little blush on his face. He had stretched out his arm with a pen, as if to ask Fu Mingyuan to autograph his arm.

Fu Mingyuan said something, and the waiter left with some disappointment. 

Shen Qi glanced at Du Jing, who was watching the show, with a faint smile on his face. Du Jing, who originally had a somewhat calm expression, now had an expression of
“I don’t know anything” and immediately turned around.

“Little Gege.” Shen Qi stood at the position of the waiter just now and asked with a smile, “Is there any free space here? 

“Do you mind if I sit here?”

Fu Mingyuan moved in a bit without any change in his expression, letting out a quiet “en.” 

Shen Qi began to smile, his eyes curving, and then sat down beside Fu Mingyuan somewhat impolitely.

The distance between them was very close. 

Fu Mingyuan’s body smelled of cologne, like cool spring water.

Shen Qi originally didn’t like this kind of superfluous smell, but now he found it very attractive. 

He moved in a bit, and the two of them were practically leaning into each other.

The smell got a bit more intense. 

Du Jing sighed. Shen Qie was really good-looking.

“Gege, do you mind if I sit next to you?” Shen Qi propped up his face with one hand and looked at Fu Mingyuan with a bit of a teasing look in his eyes. 

Lu Tun, who had been observing this with his own eyes the entire time: …For some reason, these two had a bit of a CP feel, how to ship? Film Emperor Fu was too amiable and easy to approach ba! He also wanted to sit next to Film Emperor Fu!

Fu Mingyuan pursed his lips, and there was no change of expression on his face. After a while, he let out an “en.” 

After thinking about it, he pushed the menu on the table to Shen Qi. He held onto the pen and leaned close to Shen Qi.

“What would you like to eat?” he asked aloud. 

Shen Qi had eaten just now and wasn’t actually hungry.

He raised his chin and motioned for Fu Mingyuan to look at Lu Tun who hated that he couldn’t turn into a giraffe then and there. 

Fu Mingyuan followed his gaze and saw a big pile of empty plates on the table. He nodded to the excited Lu Tun. “Have you eaten?”

In fact, he had already known just now that Shen Qi had eaten, but he just kind of wanted him to keep him company while he ate. 

The young man’s body only carried the light fragrance of shower gel. It wasn’t like the smell from last night that was mixed with a trace of alcohol.

But it was still intoxicating. 

Fu Mingyuan unconsciously moved his finger, and the pen made a small dot on the menu.

The two of them pretty much communicated almost face to face and could their reflection in the other party’s eyes. 

The atmosphere was ambiguous for a moment.

Du Jing really couldn’t stand it. He coughed and interrupted the calm there. 

It was only then that Shen Qi let out an affirmative sound, covering Fu Mingyuan’s hand holding the pen, the warm palm of his hand against the back of Fu Mingyuan’s hand.

It was a replay of the scene where the waiter’s fingertips had just brushed the back of Fu Mingyuan’s hand. 

Shen Qi held Fu Mingyuan’s hand. His hand was a little smaller than the other party’s, and his fingertips rubbed lightly against the other party’s knuckles.

Fu Mingyuan’s originally straight back stiffened for a moment. 

“Gege, did he just touch you?”

—

The author has something to say: 

Lu Tun: Did you really go over there to get an autograph for me?

—

Juurensha: I guess it’s now time for SQ to chug a little vinegar hahahaha.