One Useless Rebirth
Chapter 52: A Clap (3)

Chapter 52: A Clap (3)

He Bai swallowed the noodles and wondered, “What’s it got to do with Miss Jia? She just turned eighteen. No normal family will marry an eighteen-year-old daughter off. She is still a kid.”

Although had heard the fact of the online incident “Acquainting Elder Brother” from Elder Jia, Di Qiuhe finally dispersed the strange depressed feeling from his heart until now he saw the pup’s wholly casual looks. He then fed He Bai again and said in earnest, “Pup, it’s not good to fall in love at an early age.”

“I agree.” He Bai nodded. Girls of seventeen to eighteen-year-old are fragrant and innocent, whereas may easily be deceived by some play boys. Therefore, it’s better to have parents supervising the girls or try to avoid an early love. If she does like someone, it’s better to first inspect the guy’s character before establishing a relationship.

Di Qiuhe’s smile turned even bigger and he fed the pup with more gusto as he saw the pup agreed with him.

Hence one fed, the other one ate. And when the sheets were cleaned, they had had a chat of the online gossips, and the noodles were finished.

The wind from air conditioner was blowing, and the washed sheets were hung on the clothesline pole, dripping water from time to time. Under the window, a mattress was lying on a chair, being heated by the sun.

“Shall we?” He Bai searched out a horror film and opened a bag of snack for Di Qiuhe. He then took up a mango and dragged over a garbage can, peeling the mango with a knife and saying, “I’ve been longing for watching this film, but I have no time. Now is the time. Would you like to watch a horror film?”

“Ok.” Di Qiuhe narrowed a chair toward He Bai, feeling that everything was fresh at this time, and he talked more than ever before he realized it. “That’s great. Well, I can shoot some horror films later if you enjoy this genre.”

He Bai recalled the classic horror film that Di Qiuhe had invested and performed, which would run a few years later, he nodded with a smile, “Great, your film must be excellent.” Profitable, of course.

Di Qiuhe was in a good mood for he was fondled once by He, then he picked up a snack and fed it to He, filled with the idea that “I should be nice to pup if pup worships me to such an extent.” And then he made an implicit promise that, “I will pick up splendid script and perform it well.”

Staring at the snack for almost three seconds, He Bai then craned his neck and ate it. Then he cut off a piece of mango and fed it to Di, shamming a smile. “Then I’ll wait. Eat now, keep quiet, and hold on to a normal state. “

Di Qiuhe raised his eyebrows looking at He Bai and craned his neck to eat the mango from He. Di was pleasant, which can be sensed from his unconsciously pampering voice. “Take it easy, it won’t be too long.”

He Bai quivered once and then took a pack of snacks and stuffed it in Di’s hand.

Di Qiuhe held the snack and sighed in “distress” while he was cheerful actually. He took his mobile phone and sent a text message to Jiang Xiuwen.

Di Qiuhe: My brother is so clingy. What should I do?

Jiang Xiuwen: Kill yourself and make your brother a dinner.

Ah, what a jealous man.

Di Qiuhe put away his mobile phone and leaned closer to He Bai, who was concentrating on the film.

It was time for dinner when they got through the film. He Bai made some easy bites to feed them up, then found another film to go on watching with Di Qiuhe.

At ten in the evening, He Bai turned off his computer, took off the dried sheet and quilt and made the bed. Then he turned off the light and laid down on Niu Junjie’s bed, he yawned and said to Di Qiuhe, who was already lying on the bed, “Good night.”

Di Qiuhe turned sideways looking at He’s blurred figure, smelling the scent of He Bai on the sheet and quilt, kept smiling and whispered, “Good night, pup.” I wish you’ll dream about me.

There was no reply. And a few minutes later, he heard some smooth breath.

Di Qiuhe waited for a while to make sure that Di was asleep. He then got up with great care, took off He Bai’s pajamas and put on his old clothes, looked around at the sleeping He Bai, said a goodbye in mind, and opened the door and left.

After begging the supervisor of dormitory to open the door, he walked out of the building, took out his mobile phone and powered it on.

He then received a large number of missed calls and text messages of Wang Boyi at once.

He picked up one missed call and dialed it.

“Thanks god, master Di, I finally get on the phone! Have you just got off the plane? I’ll send a car to pick you up.”

“No.” Di Qiuhe looked back at the dormitory building in the dim night and showed off in his unintentionally relaxed voice. “I stayed here for a longer time than expected for He Bai missed me so much. Thus I had to reschedule my ticket.”

Wang Boyi turned his voice up in surprise. “You mean, you’re in City B now? ! And you want to hurry back tonight? But you have a training session of marching on foot tomorrow, if you don’t have a quality rest…

“I know. Send a car in time to pick me up. That’s all.” Di Qiuhe hung up the phone, looked back at the room where He Bai was, and stepped outside the school.

The gossip online had thoroughly fermented. After He Bai’s announcement was found out, his Weibo fans soared by more than 100,000 overnight, and were still increasing. Several younger generations of Jia family and the official account of Yi Ka apparel followed his Weibo for the first time, and forwarded his statement to support him silently.

Shortly afterwards, another batch of B-list celebrities also followed his micro-blog, and blogged to support him. It was as if they and He Bai had become good friends at the first meeting at Jia family’s dinner party.

Compared with the boisterous situation happened to He Bai, the Saint Elephant Studio was somewhat miserable. The Weibo of Ma Qun and Ma Xingtong were all dominated by netizen, while the netizens who paid for the feature of photo reply having tacitly updated the photos taken by Ma Qun for Miss. Jia’s birthday under their account.

He Bai sat in the back row of the bus and cannot get through Di Qiuhe. He then kept on surfing the photos circulated on the Internet. He realized that the boss of the Saint Elephant who had consented Ma Qun to take birthday photos probably had shit in head.

Where did their confidence come from? Insisting on booking a novice Ma Qun to be the main shoot, who was at low level even in the composition of a picture. Was it because the company going too well?

He shook his head, opened his Weibo homepage, ignored the praising comments of netizen. He first back followed the Weibo of Jia families and the official accounts of Yi Ka apparel, then posted a thanks message to his supporters, and finally he posted a message to appease Di Qiuhe’s fans after thinking for a while.

White and Whiter: Thank you, fans of Di’s, for your support and encouragement. Your idol now is a good eater and sleeper, all is well. And he is working hard to make a new start. Take it easy and bless him.

After a brief lull, the Weibo was soon discovered and reposted by Di Qiuhe’s fans, and the number of He Bai’s fans soared…While He Bai, who was preparing to get off, was unaware of all this.

Little Mermaid had come to the final preparatory stage before going to the public, and He Bai had generally accomplished his work. Whereas he went to company every day, and was ready for new ideas that may come out of the Publicity Department.

“I’ve never seen such a dedicated costume photographer like you.” After the successful publicity of the fairy series, Lin Xia was much less stressed and treated He Bai in a more affable manner. “You should have a good rest as you just recovered. You’ll be called if something important happened. There’s no need to come day by day.”

He Bai slouched in the sofa, said in a wilful tone, “Sister Lin, are you trying to drive me away for I enjoyed company’s air conditioner and WIFI? No way, I won’t go for I’m one of the Little Mermaid. I deserve these resources!”

Lin Xia was amused by his words. As soon as she was intended to amuse him back, He Bai’s cell phone rang on the desk. She then shut up and motioned him to answer the phone.

He Bai picked up the phone and saw that it was an unknown number. He answered in doubt, “Hello, who’s that?”

Lin Xia was sensible to get up to avoid listening to his conversation.

“Hold on!” He Bai’s facial expression became weird all of a sudden, motioning Lin Xia to stay, and he asked as confirming over the phone, “Excuse me, you mean to take a set of photos for your daughter, Miss Di Chunhua, by taking the advantage of the Little Mermaid’s main Princess collection?”