"You're being a bit too arrogant." Shen Xunye buttoned his shirt back up, his gaze as tangible as a physical object pressing down on Jiang Yue's face. " Chi Li won't fall in the same place twice. The fact that he chose me means I won't be the next Zhou Yang."
" Zhou Yang or Shen Xunye, it makes no difference to me." Jiang Yue met Shen Xunye's gaze directly, showing no sign of backing down. "You and he are not on the same path, not even you—a newcomer in the film and television department who can't sing or dance and has never acted in a single film."
You probably don't have as many common topics with Chi Li as you do with Zhou Yang, right? It was only a matter of time before you two broke up."
Shen Xunye struggled to suppress the urge to swear. "Don't try to confuse me. Common topics aren't limited to work-related issues. Also, we won't break up, never."
"This isn't just his career, it's what he loves." Jiang Yue subtly gained the upper hand in the conversation. "And what he loves is what will occupy most of his future. I can be the one standing shoulder to shoulder with him on stage, but what about you? Are you going to stay a nobody forever?"
When Jiang Yue first started training the people from the Raising House, he intentionally excluded Shen Xunye.
Even though someone without a trainee background might not be able to keep up with the training intensity, it's incredibly easy to have them casually practice for a few days and then design a few moves to incorporate into their performance.
Why not? Of course, it's because I don't want to.
I have no obligation to teach my love rival.
However, this was also thanks to the fact that his rival happened to be from the film and television department, giving him a perfect reason to avoid her.
"The person standing on the stage with him is a colleague." Shen Xunye's fingers, gripping the corner of the table, turned slightly white from the force. "After he goes offstage, he'll follow him from below, watching and waiting for his 'lover' to come home."
"... ha."
Jiang Yue finally realized that this person in front of him could not be easily persuaded to back down with words.
He simply pulled out a chair, sat down again, and began his closing remarks. "It's okay, I'm still focused on my career and have no plans to date. You're better than Zhou Yang, so you can date him for a while longer... two years at most."
Two years later, his career was stable, he knew better what he needed, and he was able to make more informed choices.
Shen Xunye scoffed. "So, I should thank you for giving me two years?"
"Maybe you won't last two years." Jiang Yue pulled out his phone from his pocket, his eyes downcast as he sent a message, his tone nonchalant. "But I hope you can hold on. Rather than dealing with many rivals, I hope I only have to deal with you."
After sending the message, he looked up at Shen Xunye again. "These next two years, the rest of the rivals are yours to deal with."
Shen Xunye: "..."
He's not angry at all now; all that's left is profound silence.
But Jiang Yue's instructions weren't finished. "I will maintain my cooperation with him; don't use your status as his boyfriend to cause trouble."
Shen Xunye snorted coldly, "If I don't interfere, doesn't that mean I don't value you enough?"
"Fine, I'll do whatever I want." After accepting the hickey, Jiang Yue was very tolerant of everything. "But I'll tell him about it, just to play the victim."
Shen Xunye: "You--"
"Brother Jiang--"
The sound coming from the doorway interrupted Shen Xunye's words.
Someone came running over with a 'tap tap' sound.
"Brother Jiang," a girl said breathlessly, handing Jiang Yue the documents she was carrying. "This is the outline of the interview questions for tomorrow. Please take a look, and I'll go upstairs to help you with your luggage."
Jiang Yue took the document, nodded slightly, and said indifferently, "Hmm."
The girl glanced at Shen Xunye, nodded cautiously as a greeting, and then rushed upstairs.
Just as Shen Xunye was about to continue his interrupted speech, Jiang Yue pushed back his chair, got up, and walked towards the living room.
"One last thing, even if I say two years, I might not actually be able to wait two years. After all... it's really hard to control yourself if you're going to be with him for a long time... right?"
He didn't need Shen Xunye's answer.
There is no second answer to this question.
The next day, everything at the Raising House was as usual.
When Jiang Lele entered the dance studio, Xie Weishui and Fang Jin were each occupying a corner, quietly doing warm-up exercises.
[This couple really seems to be getting a divorce.]
[It's like a couple who broke up in the same office; they ignore each other, but still have to see each other every day and work together...]
[It feels even better to ship them than before.]
I always do it secretly; I just feel guilty doing it openly. [laughing and crying emoji]
[Continue to avoid suspicion like this. [Nosebleed] Once one party takes the initiative, the suspicion will disappear.]
[ The Jinshui Pi is secretly reviving...]
Jiang Lele stood in the center of the field and silently followed a set of warm-up exercises before Chen Anyan and Wei Xuan arrived.
"They say it takes 21 days to form a habit, how come we've already formed the habit of running here after only 7 days?" Chen Anyan raised his eyebrows, raised his hands, and stretched out a long yawn.
"If we don't run here, we suddenly don't know what to do." Wei Xuan stretched his legs. "By the way, there's no teacher today, how are we supposed to practice? Or rather... should we even practice?"
"Of course I want it," Jiang Lele answered firmly. "Don't forget what Jiang Yue said last night."
They're going to be on stage at a concert with 100,000 audience members!
With that hastily put-together stage from yesterday, barely passable, are they planning to embarrass themselves by not practicing?
"Oh, right, right." Wei Xuan quickly corrected his attitude, "So how do we practice?"
Xie Weishui moved from the corner to the center, wiping the thin layer of sweat from her forehead with a towel. "Continuing with the previous intensity definitely won't work... I'm not saying the people can't handle it, but we need to do something else."
Previously, it was Jiang Yue, a member of the rental team, who took the initiative to lead the work, so it's definitely not a problem.
But the next rental member certainly can't be Jiang Yue again; they have to set aside time to entertain and accompany the new member.
"Let's cut it in half then." Jiang Lele opened her previously saved schedule and waved her hand. "Cut the time for all projects in half."
"I think..." Fang Jin slowly strolled over, "Not everyone needs the same training program. After all, everyone's weaknesses are different. You can tailor your training to your own specific situation."
Xie Weishui nodded in agreement with Fang Jin's suggestion. "Then let's set a fixed time to practice yesterday's dance together until we're completely familiar with it."
"Okay, that's settled then." Jiang Lele thought it was a good idea. "As for anything I don't understand... I can always ask Chi Li for help! Perfect!"
"So, what about Chi Li?"
Chi Li was sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast while surfing the internet.
He was browsing topics related to the program, so he didn't specifically cover the screen of his phone.
He had assumed the dance he choreographed the day before would be the most discussed topic among the audience, but it only ranked second in terms of discussion.
The most discussed topic is quite strange; it's called, "Can the production team invite a few more jerks to let Chi Li's mouth fire off?"