Chapter 14 Brothers’ Performance and Mic Slip
My expression didn't change much. I stubbornly insisted, "I wasn't feeling wronged."
Back then I had said everything that needed saying and retorted everything that needed retorting.
If my contract hadn't still been active and I actually found it quite relaxing, I would have quit the industry already.
Ji Mingxu gave a perfunctory hum.
“...”
It was my turn to draw the next card. I got a yellow heart one.
I raised an eyebrow and looked toward the director. "Director, randomly picking someone for truth or dare works too, right?"
"Correct."
The corners of my mouth began to lift again. My gaze lingered on the twin brothers.
"Brother, can you sing your younger brother's group songs or dance?"
Su Lanyu paused, then nodded reservedly amid the expectant gazes. "A bit."
"Can you perform a segment?" I rubbed my hands expectantly.
I knew I wasn't the only one eager to see the performance. I was truly curious what someone with the same face but different vibe would look like on stage.
Su Lanyu was refined and scholarly. Despite the identical face, I just couldn't picture him performing.
Su Jingyu clapped and cheered. "Go on, let me see if you've been secretly practicing."
I actually didn't know if Su Lanyu truly could or not.
One second he was standing up elegantly and walking to the open area.
The next, he launched into it a cappella, singing the first song his brother released after debuting with the group.
His dance moves were spot on too. His speaking voice differed a bit, but singing made it seem alike.
Wow.
Cheers filled the site. The atmosphere was perfectly built. Su Jingyu stood up and joined his brother for a part.
From the smile at the director's mouth, I could tell the live stream numbers were soaring.
Su Lanyu's singing and dancing foundation was solid.
The performance was captivating to both eyes and ears.
This live stream hadn't even ended yet, but the twins' a cappella collaboration clip was already circulating.
Who wouldn't love watching such fresh handsome guys up close?
By the end of this segment, my hands were sore from clapping.
Ji Mingxu stood up next to me and said he was going to grab some iced drinks. I sensed something off about his expression, so I said I'd help.
In the ingredient pickup area out of camera range, I reached out and poked Ji Mingxu. "Ji Mingxu, what's wrong?"
Ji Mingxu said, "... Don't call me the way my mom does."
"Why are you unhappy all of a sudden? Because I brought up that childhood story about you and the dog?"
He ignored me.
"You talked about my Idol Survival Show thing and I didn't hold a grudge against you either."
Ji Mingxu turned to look at me. "You're holding a grudge now? I've told you countless times to terminate the contract and switch companies, but you refused to listen. You've wasted these years there."
"You only care about food and handsome guys. Haven't you seen enough handsome guys in your life? I'll generously let you look more. Go ahead and look."
He was even lecturing me now.
"I've been looking at you for so many years. No matter how handsome, I've gotten tired of it, okay?" I wasn't convinced. "Besides, I still remember you running around naked playing with poop as a kid. What's so great about looking at you?"
Ji Mingxu said, "..."
I could tell he was very angry. "Jiang Dai..."
A weak voice rang out nearby. "You two, your mics aren't off..."
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