Chapter 30 – Si Fuqing’s benefactor (2)
Yu Xiheng was still calm, he took out a paper towel and wiped the table and benches, and said: “A basket of vegetarian buns.”
Feng San quickly told the merchant and also ordered two baskets of meat buns for himself.
Soon, several baskets of steamed stuffed buns were served.
“Hey, I didn’t see that you are a down-to-earth person, boss.” Si Fuqing took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun. “I thought you wouldn’t know how to eat at the roadside stall.”
To be able to afford a bodyguard with a daily salary of 100,000, he must be from a wealthy family background.
The young master and young lady of an aristocratic family were very particular about what they ate.
Yu Xiheng paused and said softly: “This is nothing.”
Although it had been 1,500 years long, he often thought back to the battles of those years.
The loyal ones were buried in Qingshan, they were fighting bravely and died on the battlefield.
If life could end at any time, how could you care about what to eat?
“That’s right.” Si Fuqing took another sip of the porridge, and said indifferently, “Compared to the soldiers stationed on the border area in ancient times, this food is already very good.”
But she had always been not very picky about food.
She used to spend a month in the laboratory, drinking only nutritional supplements to replenish her energy.
She was unlike her prodigal second senior brother and third senior sister that were called the Prodigal Combination. Even the accountant who was in charge of her reimbursement hugged her leg and cried several times for her stinginess.
Yu Xiheng raised his head and his gaze fell on the girl.
At that moment, his light brown eyes seemed to have darkened, as if the rain was falling wildly, with a strong sense of oppression in his eyes.
Si Fuqing picked up another bun and noticed his gaze: “Boss?”
He was not trying to deduct her money, was he?
“Eat well.” Yu Xiheng looked away, his tone was not high, but it was powerful. “Don’t talk when you eat, don’t talk when you sleep.”
Feng San was startled, and reflexively covered his mouth with a steamed bun, expressing that he would never say a word.
Si Fuqing let out a leisurely sigh and continued to enjoy the breakfast.
After eating, she took out her makeup bag and drew herself a new killer makeup, and got into the car satisfiedly under Feng San’s blank gaze.
**
08:20, <Youth> training camp base, backstage area.
The director and producer were checking the latest voting rankings.
“This Xie Yu is so good.” The director sighed, “This trainee is valiant.”
The producer slowly exhaled smoke from a cigarette: “But still, he’s suppressed by votes.”
The director looked at the real number of votes backstage, and he couldn’t help being terrified.
He was voted down, but he still ranks second?
“By the way, Si Fuqing only took three days off, and she must be present for the second evaluation today. ” The producer asked. “What did Tianle Media say?”
“It’s still going according to the previous plan.” The director said. “All the black spots1 in the program will be created by Si Fuqing, and even if there are no black spots, they will be edited to increase the popularity of the program.”
1Black spots: A metaphor for fault.
Only when there were black spots and tears2, the popularity of the show could be raised.
2Tears : a hot word on the Internet, originally meant the struggle between people. It can also be used to describe the phenomenon that the two sides attack each other to expose shortcomings and scold each other.
Unlike the fans, they knew that Si Fuqing was actually a victim of the program <Youth>.
After all, Si Fuqing’s resume was the worst among the four mentors.
Not only did she not have any significant awards, she had debuted for two years, but she couldn’t sing, dance, or rap.
Every time the Starry Sky Girls group performed on stage, she dryly served as a backdrop.
Such a person was going to be the dance mentor for the boy group audition? And she was also commenting on students?
It was laughable.
If she didn’t become a victim of the program, what else could she be?
Author’s Notes:
Si Fuqing: There is no girl that is more straightforward than me
This is not a conventional entertainment circle, it should be an anti-entertainment circle~