Referring to - 51

Chapter 51

It was almost noon when Lin Zixi woke up the next day, but the thick curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, and the bedroom was still dark; only the dimmed bedside lamp on Gu Zecheng's side illuminated a small space.

Lin Zixi opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the man beside him and found that he was sitting against the headboard and flipping through some files.

"The light is so dim; won’t it hurt your eyes?" Lin Zixi put his arms around his dad's waist and mumbled a sentence.

Gu Zecheng put the files down, bent down, and kissed Lin Zixi’s forehead, nose, and lips lightly, "Awake? Do you feel any discomfort?"

"No, no, I'm fine." That was what Lin Zixi' said, but his face instantly turned red again. Although he had been washed clean inside and out by the man beside him last night, the private part behind him still had an illusion of being penetrated and shot full of load.

Gu Zecheng nodded, "Since Baby’s recovering so quickly, let's continue." 

As he spoke, he stretched his hand into the quilt and stroked Lin Zixi's waist downward.

"Don't, don't, don't! I'm not fine yet, I'm not fine yet!" Lin Zixi immediately grabbed his dad's hand in a panic.

"Haha, who told you to hold back." Gu Zecheng pulled his hand free with a smile, flicked Lin Zixi’s forehead lightly, and then got out of bed, "I’ll tell Wang Yong to bring porridge and side dishes for qi supplement and health preservation. I'll carry you to the dining room to eat."

So Lin Zixi was really like a child who had not grown up yet, being held in his father's arms and fed a very satisfactory meal—if you ignored that Dad Gu touched him everywhere from time to time.

Gu Zecheng had skipped work for nearly three days since he went to B City to catch his runaway lover. Although no one dared to mention the big boss’ attendance problem, no one could replace him to complete the work he had piled up.

So after lunch, young actor Lin nested on the sofa in the living room to read the script, while Dad Gu sat in the office chair in the study for a video conference.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Dad Gu closed his laptop, exercised his muscles and bones, and came out of the study. Then he found that his little lover's expression was wrong, looking a little guilty.

"Tell me, what happened?" Gu Zecheng sat on the sofa, took Lin Zixi into his arms, and asked him while staring into his eyes.

"That... In the afternoon, Chen Yunyun called me and said that the national TV station contacted the company yesterday and invited me to participate in this year's Chinese New Year's Eve Gala. I have to fly to B City early tomorrow morning to participate in the first rehearsal of the party, and then I have to fly directly from B City to H City in the evening." Lin Zixi said.

Gu Zecheng was stunned, "They invited you to… perform a skit?"

Lin Zixi shook his head, "Of course traffic young actors and actresses like us are going to sing.

"So, those who sang badly in the past Chinese New Year's Eve Galas were all actors and actresses?" Dad Gu, who basically had no intersection or interest in the entertainment circle except for young actor Lin, suddenly realized, "No wonder, I also said how the music scene in our country has fallen into this state."

Then he solemnly explained to his son, " Don't learn from them. Sing well when the time comes, and don't let the people of the whole country think that you also rely on relationships to get in."

"The Chinese New Year's Eve Gala is basically lip-synching, and the sound has been repaired at the highest level in the recording studio..." Lin Zixi gave his dad popular science, "Even the old artists don't have the chance to sing for real now."

"This is setting an example to cheat." Gu Zecheng sighed, "Just lip-synch then. Anyway, the singing voice from your recording studio is still pretty good, and you won’t lose face."

Lin Zixi threw himself into his dad's arms, feigning anger, "I'll lose face if I really sing?!"

"You won’t, you won’t. How can our little siren lose face if he sings..." Dad Gu was halfway through coaxing his son when he suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Isn’t it a good thing that you can receive an invitation to participate in the national TV station’s Chinese New Year's Eve Gala? Why’re you not happy at all?

His little siren kept burrowing into his chest, "We originally agreed that I’ll spend the Chinese New Year's Eve with you and Grandma. If I pass the rehearsal of the gala program, it means that I’ll spend the whole Chinese New Year's Eve night in B City…. By the time the gala's over, there won’t be any flight left to S City."

"So that's the reason. You’re really still a child." Gu Zecheng lowered his head and flicked Lin Zixi's forehead lightly, "If we can't celebrate the Chinese New Year together this year, we can do it next year. Isn’t having an opportunity to let the national audience know you more meaningful than seeing in the Chinese New Year with me and your grandma?"

"Also..." Dad Gu hugged him with one hand and picked up his mobile phone with the other hand to make a call, "Cheng Feng, contact the Civil Aviation Administration and the airport in B City and S City, and apply for a private jet route from B City to S City in the early morning of Chinese New Year’s Day."

Gu Zecheng finished his explanation to Special Assistant Xu, ended the call, and smiled at the bright-eyed young man in his arms while saying, "We can't see in the Chinese New Year together, but we can watch the sunrise together on the morning of Chinese New Year’s Day."

"Daddy is the best!" Lin Zixi kissed his dad's face with a "pop" and then got into his arms again.

Partly because of being moved, and partly because of... having a guilty conscience.

"......What program? The gala’s current arrangement is for you and Qiu Lianyi to duet. That’s right, this program is just the two of you and the backup dancers…. Yes, I also think there’re people in the director's group who want to do something big..." There was also such a paragraph during Chen Yunyun’s phone call.

Someone like his dad who really did big things probably wouldn't care about the evil taste and hobby of young girls such as ‘LianXi Fufu’, right? Lin Zixi comforted himself inwardly.

If it was not for the fact that LianXi CP fans could be too crazy, Lin Zixi usually would just smile and shrug his own CPs off.

After all, it was just a special hobby of some fan groups, and it was harmless.

However, when he saw Chairman Feng, Feng Yuan, at the dress rehearsal venue of the national TV station’s Chinese New Year's Eve Gala, he was not one hundred percent sure.

Although Feng Yuan, due to Lin Zixi being cut in the neck and almost died because of him, was polite and restrained towards him, whenever young actor Lin saw him, he felt that the other party guarded against himself like guarding against a thief. Since they saw each other backstage, Feng Yuan never gave him a chance to be alone with Qiu Lianyi.

"Why’s your President Feng here?" Lin Zixi asked Qiu Lianyi in a low voice, taking advantage of the opportunity before going on stage.

"As soon as Jiang Youliang received an invitation from the preparatory team for the Chinese New Year's Eve Gala, he notified Feng Yuan. Feng Yuan didn't dare to stop me from coming, so he had to spend money to advertise at the gala. As a sponsor, he naturally can come backstage whenever he wants to." After Qiu Lianyi spoke, he casted a glance at Feng Yuan and shrugged.

"If you have money, you can really do whatever you want..." Lin Zixi also glanced at Chairman Feng before replying.

Qiu Lianyi chuckled and then turned sideways and said to Lin Zixi's ear, "On the contrary, your President Gu is quite broad-minded."

With Qiu Lianyi's powers of observation, Lin Zixi was not at all surprised that the other party saw something between him and Gu Zecheng when he came to the hospital to visit him before. So he just chuckled too, "I didn't tell him that I’m going to duet with you."

Young actor Qiu immediately gave young actor Lin a thumbs up. After that, the two of them began cooperating with the guidance of the on-site director to do the dress rehearsal.

It was said that it was a duet, but at the venue of the national TV station, it was of course impossible for the director team to arrange for two male stars to sing a love song.

Because both of them had filmed martial arts or xianxia dramas and so had some martial arts foundation, they were arranged to dress up as ancient knights and perform a program with the theme of ‘serving the country with loyalty’ together with the members of the national martial arts team.

Unclear actions did not exist, but CP scenes could be said to exist from start to finish.

As a result, when Lin Zixi and Qiu Lianyi’s program was airing on Chinese New Year's Eve night, the entire network exploded.

"The birth of an officially-approved national CP. [Screenshot] x9"—said a Weibo blogger who got 10,000 retweets in less than an hour.

As this storm swept the fan circle and attracted new fans, one of the national CP, young actor Lin, was full of hope and expectation of "Daddy, you must accompany Grandma. Don't go online" while taking the private jet and the special car prepared by his dad for him to return to Gu's house in S City.

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