Although the 'free teaching' is torturous, it also has real benefits for them.
This one thing alone is enough to make many people say that Jiang Yue is doing charity work.
But this action at least has a positive impact on him personally, so it cannot be considered charity.
But this concert invitation... is a bit unreasonable.
At his solo concert, the audience was filled with people who had come specifically for him.
Generally speaking, the guests who can perform on stage at a solo concert are either senior figures in the industry or people with whom you have a very good relationship.
They only spent seven days together in front of the camera; that hardly qualifies as having a 'good relationship', right?
After the live stream ended, this person rarely interacted with others.
This "good" is indeed a bit abnormal.
"What? You have a problem with me being nice to you?" Wei Xuan pouted, afraid that Jiang Yue would back down and take this good opportunity away. "This proves that our performance was worthwhile!"
They've been practicing almost all day, and this is when the team's spirit is at its strongest. It's perfectly normal for Jiang Yue to extend an invitation; why remind him?
"This is my..." Jiang Yue glanced at Chi Li, then quickly looked away. "This is our first collaboration, and I would be very disappointed if we couldn't bring it to the stage."
"That's true." Jiang Lele accepted this explanation. "Then I'll take it seriously."
"I wasn't being polite," Jiang Yue smiled, showing no airs of a top star. "Actually, before coming here, I mentioned this possibility to my agent, and she supported it. I'll have her contact your company later to send a formal invitation."
"Then I'm going to start eating healthy meals, exercising regularly, and choosing nice stage costumes..." Jiang Lele solemnly counted on her fingers the things she needed to do next. "And skincare..."
Chen Anyan couldn't help but laugh, "My timing for arriving is just too perfect."
He's still in a period of dormancy, not yet revealing his ambitions, but he's already unknowingly reaped so many benefits... making him almost want to give up.
"What about the live stream of the Raising House?" Xie Weishui asked.
Wei Xuan: "Isn't there Shen Xunye? Why don't we just focus on him?"
Fang Jin: "... He wants to be a cabbage."
"The concert stage definitely can't be broadcast live," Jiang Yue said, resting his chin on his hand as he thought of a solution. "But the backstage area can be broadcast live. I'll talk to the production team about it then."
" Jiang Yue!" Jiang Lele's face lit up with admiration again. "How can you be so good! Indeed, a man's greatest charm lies in his problem-solving abilities!"
Wei Xuan pouted, "... a lovesick fool."
Jiang Lele rolled her eyes at Wei Xuan with practiced ease. "Anyway, I'm not a fangirl over you."
Chen Anyan, joining in the fun, chimed in, "You can do it to me."
Jiang Lele shook off the goosebumps on her body and yelled, "Get out!"
The lively chatter at the table continued until the early hours of the morning.
Shen Xunye escorted Chi Li back to her room to rest, then came downstairs to tidy up the messy table.
Jiang Yue was sitting in one of the chairs.
As you get closer, you can hear him calling his assistant, asking someone to come and pack his luggage.
"Aren't you going to take a nap before you leave?" Shen Xunye asked casually as he emptied the trash from the bone dish.
"No, thank you." Jiang Yue also got up and helped pack. "I have an event to attend tomorrow, so I need to drive there now."
Shen Xunye wasn't interested. "Oh."
"I've been here for seven days, and I don't think I've exchanged more than seven sentences with you." Jiang Yue continued the conversation, unfazed by Shen Xunye's coldness. "I didn't expect to have a chance to chat before I leave."
Shen Xunye raised his head, his gaze calmly landing on Jiang Yue's face before lowering his eyes again. "A few polite words will suffice. We're not close; there's no need for a long chat."
Jiang Yue, however, seemed quite eager to chat. "But we have mutual friends we know, don't we?"
"Are you very close to him?" Shen Xunye didn't even bother to consider the possibility that this 'mutual friend' was someone else. "You've only spent five days together, not even a week."
"As long as our personalities align, we can become good friends even if it's just for five hours, let alone five days," Jiang Yue said logically. "Besides, this isn't just five ordinary days; it's five days of spending every day together."
A flicker of anger rose within Shen Xunye.
He was indeed looking at Jiang Yue with the eyes of someone looking at a love rival.
But seeing that this person was well-behaved and didn't say anything inappropriate in front of Chi Li, they didn't pay much attention to it.
But now...
"There are six more people here who spend every day with him." Shen Xunye continued tidying up. "You're not the special one."
Jiang Yue's expression softened slightly. He took a small step forward, closing the distance between them.
His voice was lowered, but clearer. "But only I can understand him."
That was said with a hint of disdain.
But he certainly had the right to be contemptuous.
The Raising House is not a good place. Chi Li shouldn't waste his energy on such trivial matters.
Jiang Yue was waiting. He believed that once Chi Li had experienced the stage with 100,000 people, he could easily pull him out of this 'quagmire' and move forward together.
"Really?" Shen Xunye slowly raised his head, his gaze returning to Jiang Yue's face. He curled his lips into a mocking smile. "You know him so well, but have you noticed that he already has a boyfriend?"
He tore a piece of paper from the table, wiped the oil stains that had accidentally gotten on his hands, and slowly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.
The movements were unhurried, carrying a sense of nonchalant display.
As his collar was pulled open, the skin near his collarbone was exposed to the light.
There was a clear hickey there.
It wasn't an ambiguous pink, but a deep, almost purplish-red bruise, with even the edges showing the outline of tiny teeth marks.
The color is fresh, and the marks are deep, clearly the result of recent intense kissing.
Jiang Yue's pupils suddenly contracted.
He stared intently at the hickey, as if trying to burn it away with his gaze.
The entire space was deathly silent.
But the smile quickly returned to Jiang Yue's face, though it didn't reach his eyes.
"You said it yourself, he's just my boyfriend." He paused, shifting his gaze from the hickey on Shen Xunye's collarbone, his tone even carrying a hint of pity. "He's still young, playful, and it's normal for him to be blinded by appearances."
Before Shen Xunye could speak, he continued, "He needs to experience more, to have comparisons, so he can know who is most suitable for him. You are just the next Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang slightly better than him."
Hearing himself described as "the next Zhou Yang," Shen Xunye was so angry he laughed.