Griffin Chu and the Cycle of Rebirth Chapter 9

"0.6cm, passed the test." Mason Xiang put down the ruler and threw the crumbled biscuit into his mouth.

His heart was beating very fast. He glanced at Griffin Chu with a sly look and saw that the other person's neck was red, as if he had allergies. On the one hand, I was annoyed that I had bullied someone so hard, but on the other hand, I was a little complacent.

"Come on, come on, continue." Liang Yu wanted to hand the phone to Griffin Chu and let him draw the lots.

But this man's face was as dark as Bao Gong. Liang Yu was frightened and gave it to Mason Xiang again.

"I won't smoke, you let them do it." Mason Xiang refused.

The turntable spun for several more rounds, and almost everyone was drawn, laughing and joking the whole time.

Leland Qiao was also asked to go for a walk around the street with his upper body naked and put on an apron, which almost killed Wang Anke and Liang Yuxiao.

The last time the carousel happened to turn to Griffin Chu's name, by this time, his mood had calmed down a lot.

"Truth or dare?" Li Lizi asked.

Griffin Chu didn't hesitate too much: "Tell me the truth."

Everyone was chattering about what questions to ask, and Lin Yuchi suddenly spoke up: "I have a question to ask."

What's going on with this guy? Are you really holding on to the 8th power and not letting anyone else see it?

Liang Yu nudged him with his elbow in displeasure.

"Ask." Griffin Chu raised his eyebrows, his eyes were careless, with "don't care" and "it doesn't matter" clearly written on them.

Lin Yuchi didn't like him at first, but now he was even more unhappy. He thought about it a few times, and then asked: "From birth to now, have you ever met someone who is attracted to you?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent.

This question is hard to answer, but it is easy to answer. But for an idol, it’s almost a given.

Griffin Chu was thinking about the past, but Lin Yuchi added: "You will never get on the stage if you lie."

"Yes." He admitted simply. Instead of concealing and deceiving, it is better to be more generous. True fans prefer honest people.

Mason Xiang immediately turned his head to look at him, "When? How come I don't know?"

Griffin Chu said it casually, but also seemed to mean something, "Many years ago, when I was young and ignorant, I was moved by someone being kind to me. It's not like I like him, I just have a slight affection."

"Wow, that's White Moonlight." Li Lizi joked.

Griffin Chu shook his head: "Not really."

"Actually, it's normal for people to have temptations. You should all be here. It's just that artists need to control themselves in this regard. Everything should be career-oriented. It's important to clearly distinguish priorities." Wang An is not an idol. But he also knew that this topic was somewhat sensitive, so he tried to speak smoothly and prevent Lin Yuchi from continuing.

Who knows, this time he handed the other party a paper. Lin Yuchi glanced at Griffin Chu and said: "You really have to be fooled. If an idol falls in love, it is a capital crime. This sentence is not unreasonable. Like me, even I don’t even dare to do it because I’m afraid of letting down the fans’ love.”

... Li Lizi and Gu Xiao looked at each other for half a second, and they both saw "speechless" in each other's eyes.

Lin Yuchi's step was not very clever.

Griffin Chu lowered his eyes and sneered, his voice arrogant and serious: "Idols do not exist to attract fans."

"We sing and dance not only because of love. Standing on the stage, what I think about is, if I sing for one more minute, the fans will be happier; if I write one more word, the fans will get more positive energy; my Three views influence their three views, and my dreams inspire their dreams. "

"I will not change myself because of the deviation of some fans' three views. What I want to do is to tell them and teach them those positive and righteous existences."

Griffin Chu rarely said so many words in one breath. He didn't know whether it was because of Lin Yuchi's rudeness or because of the alcohol-filled Bai Chun that made people accidentally get on their heads. He was still thinking about it.

"When you're old enough, let's talk. Don't hide it, be honest and stand up. Why don't you tell them openly that I'm in love, and I hope you can also find the person you love deeply."

He finally spoke happily, and with a slight tilt of his head, he met Mason Xiang's eyes.

For some unknown reason, he just felt that these puppy eyes seemed to be very aggrieved at this moment, accumulating deep sadness and unwillingness, which made people feel a dull pain in their hearts.

He was afraid of being weak-hearted, so he simply looked away and pretended not to see it.

The game is over and the night is getting late.

The night in the south was still very hot, so Griffin Chu took a cold shower to wash away the heat.

When he came out of the bathroom, he found that the dog was already lying down, lying on its side, a million miles away from his bed, as if it was a ward off evil spirits.

This is best.

Griffin Chu covered the camera with his clothes, turned off the last small orange light in the room, then lifted the quilt and lay down.

The air conditioner was whirring, and the person sleeping at the other end seemed to turn over a few times. Then there was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other, and the noise became louder and louder.

"Do you want to sleep or not?" Griffin Chu turned his head impatiently and almost bumped into Mason Xiang's nose.

How dare this person move into his bed!

"What are you doing?" Griffin Chu suddenly retreated.

Mason Xiang winked: "Do you have someone you like?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" The other person's tone was irritable.

Of course it does matter, Mason Xiang didn't dare to say it, so he could only ask another question: "Are you still angry?"

Griffin Chu didn't answer, so he thought the other party was still angry. When the weather is hot, people's emotions will also be affected. During this period of time, Griffin Chu was as if he had eaten explosives.

So Mason Xiang voluntarily admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you that day."

There were no curtains in the room, and the bright moonlight shone in through the window, making his pupils shine like two obsidians reflecting light.

Griffin Chu began to realize that he always attributed some mistakes that had never happened to Mason Xiang.

Obviously nothing happened here, and there is no point in dwelling on the past that no longer exists.

It's him who has trapped himself.

Griffin Chu turned over, facing Mason Xiang with the back of his head, his voice humming like a mosquito: "Well, I was wrong too."

"Ah? What?" Mason Xiang didn't hear clearly.

It was impossible for Griffin Chu to say it again, "I said, sleepy, sleep!"

"Oh..." Mason Xiang did not move back to his nest, his eyes fell on the other person's slender neck, and the bright pupils in the moonlight gradually became deeper.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and his fingertips suddenly stopped half an inch away from the skin, slowly tracing along the curve of the neck.

The aroma of milk shower gel filled the tip of his nose, and Mason Xiang's heart beat faster. Sooner or later, Griffin Chu would completely belong to him.

The next morning, the air was humid, and there was a scent of dew after a light rain everywhere.

Fortunately, we were not going back to Nantian, otherwise the floor would have been so wet that no one could sleep on it.

Griffin Chu woke up naturally from his sleep. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was faced with a long gun and short cannon. A dark lens was in front of him, illuminating all the pores on his face clearly.

"Wow, wow, your skin looks great."

Griffin Chu rubbed the broken hair on his forehead, pushed away the camera, and saw Leland Qiao's face behind him.

"Get up, let's go pick tea!" Wang Anke stood beside him, holding a long radio equipment in his hand, looking a little struggling.

Griffin Chu frowned and turned his head to find that the right side of the bed was empty, and there was no sign of Mason Xiang.

He stood up, washed and tidied up, then suddenly remembered something and asked the camera: "Picking tea? What kind of tea?"

Leland Qiao also tried his best to act as a photographer against the camera, "Yes, today's task is to go to the tea garden to pick tea, and then sell the tea to earn money for myself."

Griffin Chu paused as he walked downstairs, "A group of two?"

"yes."

Wouldn't he want to be teammates with Mason Xiang again? His mood suddenly became a little complicated.

When you go down to the first floor, you will see two neat rows of bamboo frames and woven hats. Mason Xiang squatted down and looked around curiously. From time to time he asked the people next to him: "How do you make this up? Is it difficult?"

The middle-aged man next to me was a stranger, and he spoke with an accent. I knew he was a local: "It's not bad, the hot pot is hot, the quicker the diang, the better."

Mason Xiang didn't understand it at all, and responded in a special way: "Oh, oh, oh, that's it, it's pretty awesome."

"He said it's simple. If you work faster, you can make several in a day." Griffin Chu said that today he was wearing a light blue T-shirt, his hair was tied into natural curls, and his whole person looked softer.

Mason Xiang was a little surprised that he would interrupt. He kept looking up at him with wide eyes, almost making him angry again.

Fortunately, PD Jiang spoke in time: "Did you see the bamboo baskets and hats in front of you? Our task today is to go up the mountain to pick tea. Everyone assigned tools according to the game rankings. Gu Xiao's group had two bamboo baskets and two hats, and Leland Qiao's group The Lin Yuchi group has a bamboo basket and two hats, and the Mason Xiang group has a bamboo basket and a hat. "

"A hat? How can you survive in such a hot day?" Leland Qiao said.

Mason Xiang picked up the knitted hat and put it directly on Griffin Chu's head, "I don't need it."

The curly hair was pressed down to cover his eyes. Griffin Chu glanced at Yanxu from the cracks in his hair, but in the end he didn't say anything.

It rained lightly in the early morning and the mountain road was a bit muddy. As I walked up the hillside, I looked up and saw a whole patch of green terraced fields.

The program team had already placed the flag at the entrance of the tea garden in a conspicuous position, and everyone consciously lined up in a line at the entrance.

PD Jiang laughed, "Just go in and Master Zeng will teach you how to pick tea."

Master Zeng, who teaches tea picking, is the one who just spoke to me in the same direction. His fingers are tanned and his knuckles are covered with thick calluses. He grabs the leaves and says: "To pick tea by hand, use the "picking" method, using your thumbs. Grasp the stem under the leaves with your index fingers and gently lift it up."

He broke off several leaves and put them in the palm of his hand for everyone to see.

Leland Qiao went up and smelled it, "This tea is so fragrant."

"The whole garden is filled with the fragrance of tea, and you can smell it now." Wang Anxiao said, his voice was a clean and pure boyish voice, and even his complaints were gentle.

Mason Xiang learned how to pick a piece of tea and handed it to Griffin Chu's nose.

"Does it smell good?"

The aroma of tea is wrapped up in the cedar perfume of Mason Xiang, and they are magically blended together to create the refreshing fragrance that originally belongs to nature.

Griffin Chu raised his eyebrows, pushed Mason Xiang's hand away, and said disgustedly: "It's all your perfume."

"It smells like tea." Mason Xiang put his nose on the leaves and sniffed wildly.

PD Jiang ruthlessly interrupted someone who was getting mad, "Okay, you can start picking tea now that you have learned how to do it. You only have one morning, and in the afternoon we will arrange for everyone to go to the fresh leaf market to sell tea."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Lizi quickly pulled Gu Xiao and started running, "Run, there are a lot of them over there! We have two bamboo baskets, and we can definitely pick more than them."

Several other pairs of cps also dispersed and secretly competed with each other.

Griffin Chu was not interested in rankings, but he moved his hands very quickly. He only wanted to sell more money and stop eating and drinking pathetically at night.

After eight years of debut, I can’t afford to lose face again.

However, on the other end, Mason Xiang was leisurely picking tea and chattering: "Hey, master, what kind of tea is this?"

Master Zeng: "Phoenix Dancong."

"Oh, I know. I've heard of that."

Master Zeng: "Our specialty here."

Nodding to Yanxu: "Yes, yes, yes."

Forget about nagging, Griffin Chu couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Mason Xiang, are you here for vacation?"

Mason Xiang felt a little aggrieved and spread out his hands to show the other party, "I am picking..."

With a few lonely tea leaves spread out in his palm, Griffin Chu silently shook the bamboo basket, and the leaves inside made a rustling sound. At first glance, the foundation has been laid.

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll take it seriously... Oh! Beanbag!"

Mason Xiang suddenly threw away the tea leaves in his hand and rushed over.

"There's a snake! Run!"