…

Niu Xiaojun sighed deeply behind the glass.

Zhong Zheng shook his head, “He’s still too polite to Shen Zui. If it were me, I would’ve cursed him out long ago. He’s been acting up in the band all the time, I don’t know what’s gotten into him, using other people’s scores to please Shi Ye, making the whole world think that our Aviator is at his level, damned if we didn’t run into such a lunatic.”

“…Zhong Zheng, I don’t care how others talk about Shen, but we can’t keep talking bad about him all the time. Have you forgotten what Shi Ye instructed before? The deceased has passed away, let go of the grudges.” Xiao Xiang frowned, “Stop mentioning those things.”

“I… I’m just talking about his previous nonsense, nothing else, just being fair to Shi Ye, right? He’s gone, leaving Shi Ye and the band in a mess… we’re in a bad situation too! Everyone says it’s Shi Ye who drove him to death…”

“I told you to stop mentioning it!” Niu Xiaojun snapped, “Shi Ye is such an impulsive person and he instructed you all to be cautious. Is it appropriate to joke about life and death?”

“Okay, okay, I won’t mention it anymore….” Zhong Zheng sighed, “I… I just feel aggrieved. Not only for Shen, but also for Shi Ye, for myself, and for the band.”

This topic made the atmosphere heavy for a while, and no one spoke up.

Sheng Xia pressed his hand against the glass to look inside. He couldn’t see Shi Ye’s face clearly, but he could see him frequently touching his throat, and later, Shi Ye’s voice became much hoarser.

Sheng Xia felt uncomfortable listening to that voice and couldn’t help but ask, “Is the interview going to take a long time?”

Niu Xiaojun turned to look at him and patted Sheng Xia’s shoulder reassuringly, “A little over an hour. It’s okay, I’ve informed Xu Jing, Shi Ye isn’t that delicate.”

Just as Sheng Xia was about to say something, Zhong Zheng exclaimed while holding his phone, “Is this live broadcast so good? Just by searching Shi Ye’s name, all the comments below are praising…! Did the company buy press releases online?”

“I don’t have the money to buy for him,” Niu Xiaojun retorted, glaring at Zhong Zheng, “Stop looking, I can guess how they’re talking about him online. Anyway, Shi Ye hasn’t done anything wrong to Shen Zui these years, and he also has a say in his circle, has many friends, and the winds are blowing in his favor, so don’t worry.”

Xiao Xiang looked at the reposts and comments under the topic and chuckled, “Interesting, Shi Ye has a big face, even Zhou Baiyan came out to speak. But why do I feel something’s off… it’s a bit strange for us, band members, to be mixed up with Zhou Baiyan, an actor and internet celebrity.”

“A few years ago, the soundtrack of Zhou Baiyan’s movie used our songs, and Shi Ye even wrote him a few songs, remember?” Zhong Zheng chuckled, “Shi Ye may not have much else, but he has the most friends.”

“We find it amusing, but Shi Ye may not think so. He probably still feels indebted to others, annoyed by meddling in these matters.” Xiao Xiang looked mischievous, “I bet he’ll come out and get angry later, wanna bet?”

After listening for a while, Sheng Xia finally hesitantly asked Niu Xiaojun, “Do you need any help?”

After speaking, he pointed to the screen of his phone, where there was the homepage of the Weibo account ‘Galileo-S’ with over a few million followers…

Niu Xiaojun couldn’t help but find it funny seeing Sheng Xia’s serious and solemn expression, “Don’t bother, whether you post or not doesn’t matter, everyone in the world knows you’re a fan of the band. How about this, um… go get some drinks for Shi Ye? Milk perhaps?! Milk is good! Get it hot if possible! Go on, go on…”

As Sheng Xia went to get the milk, Xiao Xiang twisted Niu Xiaojun’s arm, “Are you crazy?! Shi Ye doesn’t drink milk, and you’re sending a kid to vent your anger on Shi Ye?”

“No no no, just wait and see.” Niu Xiaojun’s face was full of confidence, “I think it’s quite interesting to have a little fool in the team now, to deal with that guy’s bad temper… You’ll see in a moment, don’t speak, let’s bet a hundred bucks.”

Zhong Zheng sighed, “I understand now, as soon as Sheng Xia encounters something related to Shi Ye, his IQ drops from 0 to negative, and then he can return to normal when composing and singing.”

“It’s good to be a little dumb,” Xiao Xiang comforted Zhong Zheng, “Think about it, as long as he doesn’t screw up when doing real work.”

As Sheng Xia came back with the milk, the few people with malicious intentions didn’t speak anymore, just watching Sheng Xia squinting his eyes as he looked towards Shi Ye, eagerly waiting to see the show that Niu Xiaojun promised.

The interview lasted for an hour and a half.

When it was over, Shi Ye got up and walked out. A young girl who seemed to be a staff member suddenly stopped him, blushing as she began to express her long-time admiration for him and cheered him on.

Niu Xiaojun and the others were used to it and didn’t approach.

Xu Jing lit a cigarette on the side, nodded to the staff, and also handed one to Shi Ye. He didn’t refuse, took it and held it in his hand, listening earnestly to the girl in front of him, then signed his name in her palm.

Sheng Xia felt anxious on the side. There were many people around who seemed to want to chat with Shi Ye, but he felt that Shi Ye had already spoken for a long time today, his throat must not be comfortable, and Niu Xiaojun and the others didn’t react, nor did they go up to take over the conversation.

When he couldn’t bear it any longer, he strode forward through the crowd, walked to Shi Ye’s side, and separated himself from the people who wanted to talk to him.

The people around them all looked over in surprise.

Sheng Xia leaned away from the others’ gaze, trying to lower his presence, and cautiously said to Shi Ye, “Ge… let’s leave when it’s over, you don’t need to speak anymore.”

After saying this, he pushed the thing he was holding towards Shi Ye.

Shi Ye didn’t take it.

He furrowed his brows, lit a cigarette, and asked, “What’s this?”

“Milk,” Sheng Xia’s voice remained small, “Have some, it’ll soothe your throat.”

Then, Sheng Xia made a move that surprised the onlookers outside—

He quickly snatched the cigarette from Shi Ye’s fingertips, held it in his own hand, and pushed the milk towards Shi Ye…

Though his expression showed a bit of nervousness, his eyes were determined.

Shi Ye was taken aback.

His gaze fell on Sheng Xia’s slightly red ears for a couple of seconds, then he looked at the cup of white liquid he was holding with a complex expression.

Xiao Xiang couldn’t help but whisper outside the door, “He won’t drink it, Shi Ye hates milk the most, he’s thrown up from drinking it before.”

Niu Xiaojun’s tone was casual, “If he doesn’t drink it, I’ll livestream him eating dirt.”

Then, the next moment, Xiao Xiang saw Shi Ye, who had previously thrown up from drinking milk, calmly take the cup of milk and, with a furrowed brow, start… drinking… milk…

Niu Xiaojun looked pleased and understanding, saying, “Hmm? Xiao Xiang, is your face hurting?”

Xiao Xiang: “…”

As Shi Ye was halfway through drinking, an accident occurred. A few photographers carrying equipment passed by behind Sheng Xia, and one of the machines accidentally bumped into him, hitting Sheng Xia’s head precisely.

He was knocked into Shi Ye’s arms, and also knocked over the cup of milk Shi Ye had been drinking halfway.

For the sake of the camera, Shi Ye happened to be wearing an expensive black shirt… which was now completely soaked and sticky from the milk, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Sheng Xia knew he had caused trouble, so he stepped back, holding his head in shock, stuttering, “I… I didn’t mean to, I… that…”

Shi Ye was nauseated by the taste of milk and was caught off guard by being drenched in milk… completely losing his temper.

Frowning, he looked at Sheng Xia, who had a terrified and anxious expression, thinking that no matter how many more years passed, he would still be so foolish, beyond redemption.

But even in such a situation, it was still himself who first looked away under the gaze of the two.

He handed the cup back to Sheng Xia, slightly lowering his head, and said in a slow and deliberate tone next to Sheng Xia’s red ear, “Stop… bothering… me.”

After saying this, he turned around and left. Even his departing figure seemed extremely angry, leaving Sheng Xia standing there dumbfounded.

The people outside the door, who were watching the scene through the glass, were dumbfounded.

After Niu Xiaojun finished exclaiming, he turned his face and spread his hands to Xiao Xiang and Zhong Zheng, looking satisfied, “He drank it, you’ve lost the bet. Each person owes 100 yuan, you can transfer it via WeChat.”

Xiao Xiang was still a bit puzzled. He transferred the money while going to look at Sheng Xia, who was standing there in a daze, and exclaimed, “This is the first time I’ve seen Shi Ye suffer a loss, this Sheng Xia has some guts… impressive…”

This was not about making Shi Ye drink milk, for Shi Ye, the disgustingness of milk was almost equivalent to… this was practically like forcing him to drink a glass of that thing.

Zhong Zheng also nodded in agreement, “Really impressive!”