Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Chapter Ch112.2 - Not Allowed To Misbehave

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

The suspension car finally arrived back at the base.

During the time when Caesar and Red were still laughing so hard their hands and feet were like jelly, Wu Jin fled out the car so fast he was practically flying. His head wasn’t clear due to the alcohol––he quickly shook awake the Ming Yao who was still in a stupor and reminded him, “Candles, candles, candles!”

Ming Yao had still been as drunk as a shiba inu one second, but he became as energetic as a husky in the next. He clapped Wu Jin on the shoulder, his words slurred, “It’s been hard... on you... for remembering, your brother, I, haven’t cared about you in vain... I’ll take the team captain up now, and when the window opens, you can sing the happy birthday song. Also, remember, remember, remember to––”

Wu Jin perked up his ears and listened hard.

Ming Yao gave a drunken hiccup, “Remember, you definitely can’t––can’t sing out of tune! Alright, see you later!”

“......” You rich second generation people really have high requirements!

After Ming Yao left, Wu Jin could only pull Caesar and Red together to quickly do a rehearsal. Caesar seemed to already have one foot in the clouds, “Hahahaha what kind of immortal joke is this, ah, Contestant Wei isn’t singing with us?”

Red quickly diverted his fellow brother away from this topic.

The three of them managed a rehearsal during the time it took for the Jingyi team to head upstairs, but their tune wasn’t completely in sync.

Wu Jin was going crazy: It was just a happy birthday song!

He had no choice but to temporarily become a male group’s vocalist in order to fix up the singing of the other two . Beneath the light from the flickering candles, Wu Jin forcefully turned a survival show men’s group into an acapella chorus group all by himself. However, Red had already gotten high from the drinking and would start randomly rapping in the song whenever Wu Jin wasn’t paying attention.

Wei Shi stood there in the shadow beneath the trees, a faint hint of a smile on his face.

They waited until the Jingyi dormitory lights turned on.

Wu Jin lifted his head up with a swish, “Get ready! Get ready!”

Red called out with a drunken breath, “DJ, drop the beat!”

The window swept open.

Zuo Botang looked down from upstairs and scolded, “What’ll you do if you fall out? If you end up going head first from the window, you’ll be playing in the next round in a wheelchair––”

The bright, heart-shaped candles outside seemed like an interwoven cluster of stars.

Zuo Botang stilled.

Wu Jin: “One, two! Happy birthday to you~”

Wu Jin, Red, and Caesar followed with the second sentence, “Happy birthday to you~~”

Ming Yao pounced over and pulled out a paper crown colored with crayons from the drawer, wanting to place it on his captain’s head. Zuo Botang reflexively tried to hide, but Ming Yao jumped up and down and messed about endlessly, causing Zuo Botang to give him a steady look. His expression seemed to be six parts touched, two parts helpless, one part awkwardness, and one part stiffness––

Just like a male protagonist in a quantum romance novel that could be infinitely divided up.

Downstairs.

Wu Jin and Caesar: “Happy birthday to youuuuuuu~”

Red was freestyling, “Hey, check it out, what’s up buddy, yo yo yo today’s our Captain Zuo’s birthday, let’s have a segment of freestyle for our fellow brothers, skrskr&#k2026;”

Zuo Botang ultimately accepted the paper crown.

Ming Yao was satisfied and laughed out loud.

When the celebrations came to an end, Red easily headed to Caesar’s dorm to spend the night. Wei Shi very naturally arranged for himself to stay with Wu Jin––

Ming Yao was already fast asleep in his own bedroom. When Zuo Botang headed downstairs to deal with the candles, he tried to vaguely remind Caesar again, “Are you guys having Contestant Wei and Little Witch to stay together?”

Red was a little dizzy as he grabbed Captain Zuo, “Yes, yes! Hey, brother, how about you also squeeze in for the night? We can wake up Little Ming and put together a table of four for mahjong...”

Wei Shi stood there silently beside Wu Jin.

Zuo Botang glanced at him, and the sniper’s intuition for danger immediately surged up. He made a gesture to indicate he meant no hostility and sighed as he went back to bed.

Caesar and Red disappeared. When Wu Jin opened up the door to the dorm, he fell into a trance, and it felt like they’d returned to the R-Code Base.

The youth bounced and jumped onto the bed, rubbing himself into the quilt.

Wei Shi drove Wu Jin out to go and take a bath.

Wu Jin struggled with his pillow, “Sleep, sleepy... I’ll wash up tomorrow...”

Wei Shi indifferently dragged the pillow and the person stuck to it out of the corner, leaving a long smear of Little Witch on the sheets.

Finally, Wu Jin could only take the pillow with him to the bathroom, but a fluffy pillow was soon tossed back outside, “How did that get in? I forgot about it!”

Wei Shi caught the pillow and glanced at his watch, “Five minutes left.”

Wu Jin put a lot of effort into making bubbles with the shower gel, “What!”

Wei Shi: “Five minutes. If you don’t come out, I’ll go in.”

The shower was turned up to the max, and three minutes later, Wu Jin stepped out gingerly. The messed up sheets on the bed had been tidied up.

Wei Shi lowered his head. The 20% proof rabbit had been washed down to 4% or 5% after the shower and was more like a newly opened bottle of cider.

He gave it a taste. Wu Jin struggled at first but after muttering against his lips for a while, he opened up and enjoyed it thoroughly.

The kiss ended. The man took off his coat and unbuttoned his shirt down to the third button. Wu Jin stared at him in a daze, and when the big boss reached to undo the metal buckle of his belt, he suddenly jumped up, “You, you, you want––”

Wei Shi: “Shower.”

Wu Jin’s head turned red. He pretended to be calm as he patted his little tummy that had been washed soft, then pattered off to bed, tucking himself in at the innermost side, rolling himself up in the quilt to make room for the big boss.

After rolling himself up, Wu Jin grew drowsy within a few seconds. When a hot and steamy body pasted up against him from behind, he turned around in a daze and rubbed over with his soft, small curls.

The lights snapped off.

Wu Jin kicked out his legs subconsciously, acting like a little blind guy in the dark. The man’s low voice slid across his ear, “Open your eyes. Let me check your eyesight.”

Wu Jin opened up his eyes with great effort, his eyelids drooping as he hovered on the edge of sleep.

Big boss: “How many.”

Wu Jin naturally couldn’t see anything clearly, but from a psychological point of view, when playing rock paper scissors with a man, they would always use stone in the first round. When gesturing numbers, they would habitually stretch out two fingers first!

Wu Jin was satisfied with his own logic. “Two!”

Big boss: “I haven’t reached out yet.”

Wu Jin: “......”

Wei Shi understood and no longer asked. Wu Jin’s entire person was soft and fragrant from the bath, and now that he was wrapped up in the blankets, he let out a soft hiccup.

Wei Shi: “How much did you drink?”

Wu Jin counted, “Just three glasses of milk!”

Wei Shi: “And then you were drunk?”

Wu Jin was serious, “No!”

The man raised his lips. Wu Jin was dissatisfied, “You’re not allowed to laugh!”

Big boss: “Aren’t you unable to see.”

Wu Jin shifted his legs for emphasis, “I can feel it!”

When the big boss started laughing, his scent carried the soft fragrance of sun-drenched hay and nuts.

The next moment, the man whispered, “Hey, little shortie.”

Wu Jin raised his head.

Wei Shi pronounced every word with care, “When your eyes are healed, come with me to get a marriage certificate.”

Wu Jin’s breath caught.

Wei Shi looked at him steadily, “When the Crosson Show is over, if you want to compete, you can compete. If you don’t want to––”

Wu Jin, “Ah?”

Wei Shi: “I’ll back you for an entertainment circle debut.” The man gave an analysis, “We can also form a boy group for you. If you want to be a producer, you can write songs at home. Even if nobody wants to listen to your songs, we’ll just smash it up on the leaderboards.”

Wu Jin was dizzy and dazed from what he’d just heard. He quietly tried to explain himself, “My, my songwriting is actually pretty decent!”

Wei Shi: “Mm. Gunpoint butterflies, Red tomatoes. Spending Children’s Day together.”

“!!!” Wu Jin immediately pounced on the big boss despite being wrapped up in the quilt, “Forget that! Forget that!”

Wei Shi let him pounce for a while, until the little fool was once again drunk and drowsy.

Before falling asleep, Wu Jin didn’t forget to mumble, “If only I could sleep close to you like this every day...”

Wei Shi thought about it, “Then come closer.”

The man reached out to lift up the youth’s pajamas, acting as though he was about to bully him again. Wu Jin shrank his head back and cried out incoherently, “Aaaahhhh don’t squeeze me, I’m going to turn flat! It’s tough trying to become round again!”

Wu Jin immediately reprimanded him and expressed that he would obediently get under the covers and go to sleep. He wasn’t allowed to misbehave or do anything.

Wei Shi: “Nothing?”

Wu Jin managed to find the willpower to criticize, “What can you do?! You’re only a 16 year old cub, you can’t be like this!”

Wei Shi: “......”

The head that was supported on the crook of his arm sank down, and Wu Jin fell happily into dreamland.

Juurensha: If Zoe was there, he would have instantly figured it out. Ah well, the double C CP is still cute, and it looks like we got a marriage proposal for Scarf CP!

xiin: Wu Jin effectively keeps Wei Shi the wolf at bay with one ‘you’re only a 16 year old cub’~ hahaha