Chapter 434: We Each Have Our Own Definitions

In Sun Yanzi's impression, Zhou Yi and programs like "Artistic Life," which exude an overwhelming artistic atmosphere just by their title, were definitely worlds apart.

Setting aside everything else, just looking at the way he currently sat in the chair with his legs crossed, acting carefree and lighthearted, where was even a trace of an artist's aura?

Let alone "life."

In private, Zhou Yi played games quite enthusiastically; there was no "artistic life" to speak of, but "a life of games" might be worth filming.

"Elva is right; you didn't actually adopt someone as a godfather, did you?"

Since there was no one else in the dressing room anyway, Sun Yanzi simply propped herself up with both hands and sat on the makeup table, her dangling legs swinging freely. Glancing at her own little cake, she grinned and slandered, "Or perhaps a godmother?"

"Isn't that something you should be worried about?"

Wiping crumbs from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Yi glanced sideways at the two women and turned the tables: "Do you believe or not that rumors are already spreading outside that I am the godfather of both of you?"

As the nominally biggest pop star of this year's Spring Festival Gala, Zhou Yi's status backstage had made significant progress compared to the previous year; last year he had merely a separate dressing room, but this year he directly had an exclusive private dressing room.

From the start of the first rehearsal for this year's Spring Festival Gala, the door to this dressing room opened only for Zhou Yi; without his permission, even if Zhao Benshan came, he would not be able to push this door open.

Even though Zhou Yi himself did not come to the scene to participate when the first rehearsal began, this large dressing room could not let anyone in even if it stood empty.

Naturally, Sun Yanzi and Watching Xiao Yaxuan, who were openly using this exclusive dressing room, were clearly the subject of much gossip behind their backs.

During the first two rounds of rehearsals, this large dressing room, which should have been used by Zhou Yi alone, was directly borrowed by Sun and Xiao's teams with Zhou Yi's own authorization, leaving everyone's jaws dropped.

If it were used solely by Sun Yanzi or Watching Xiao Yaxuan, they could still understand, since after all, they were the two top-tier figures with the most CP fans involving Zhou Yi in the rumor world. But for the two women to use it together, without even avoiding others...

"If it were just me, then being gossiped about would be inevitable. But with Elva's addition, people outside are even less likely to say this or that." Sun Yanzi proudly shook her head: "You agree, right, Elva?"

Watching Xiao Yaxuan shrugged noncommittally: "I don't care; their mouths are on them. As long as it's not too excessive, I'm too lazy to deal with it."

What kind of scenes had she and Zhou Yi not done? The netizens' understanding was still too shallow.

In fact, a large amount of news regarding this year's Spring Festival Gala had already been leaked by reporters almost completely, and various discussions on the internet about this year's Spring Festival Gala had never stopped.

Especially regarding Watching Xiao Yaxuan.

Due to the introduction of online voting to collect songs and participate with singers, Zhou Jielun's name had actually once threatened Watching Xiao Yaxuan.

However, in the final stage of the online voting selection, Zhou Jielun's fans still fell short by a single move, once again losing to Watching Xiao Yaxuan, causing her to miss out on this year's Spring Festival Gala again, and she could only hope to win the revival match in the next one.

For this reason, many Zhou Jielun fans believed it was because Zhou Yi had interfered.

Zhou Yi's influence was right there, causing many troublemakers to look forward to seeing whether any rumors of fighting or discord would break out between Watching Xiao Yaxuan and Sun Yanzi, the two giants of Zhou Yi's CP world, backstage at the Spring Festival Gala, so naturally they voted for Xiao.

After all, in the past two-plus years, the number of times these two appeared together, except for the period when Zhou Yi first debuted, basically belonged to the legendary "kings who do not see each other."

This year's Spring Festival Gala, plus the deep-pocketed China Mobile stepping in, finally gave a huge number of netizens what they expected.

However, the current result actually disappointed many netizens.

The two women, who were supposedly kings who did not see each other due to their achievements, not only did not break out with any rumors of discord, but were frequently photographed holding hands shopping in the Imperial Capital, with their deep sisterly affection visible to the naked eye.

As for Zhang Shaohan... she, who was also photographed by the media, was directly cropped out of many reports.

The reason was very simple—she was not worthy.

Although she had the halo of a duet with Zhou Yi and the closed-door Golden Melody Awards, Zhang Shaohan's current fame and fan count on the mainland were completely incomparable to the two women, Sun and Xiao, and even had fewer fans than Fan Xiaopang.

Both were idol types; Fan Xiaopang had at least vigorously刷ed up a huge wave of face with "The Young Justice Bao 2" and "The Lion Roars East," let alone the old capital of "My Fair Princess" that she herself was unwilling to mention.

"To speak reasonably, I feel this group of reporters' reporting is really excessive; don't I deserve to have a name?"

Evening, Zhou Yi's home.

Zhou Jielun, feeling indignant that the news of him going out to play with Zhou Yi these days had not appeared in the newspapers at all, put down his beer can and cursed with a laugh: "I thought I could make the news headlines too."

"Is there a possibility that you, who didn't make the Spring Festival Gala, really have no status?"

Sitting on the rocking chair on the balcony, Zhou Yi smiled and bit into a skewer of meat: "Next time, get your fans to vote harder online; maybe then you'll make it."

"This kind of thing, let it be natural; these past few days I've seen Yanzi and Elva so stressed for the rehearsals that they haven't thought about tea or food." Zhou Jielun shook his head.

"The mutton and beef are all sliced; who will come and carry them?"

In the kitchen, Cheng Hao, wearing a plaid apron around her waist, put down the knife in her hand and turned her head to shout loudly towards the balcony direction.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

Sun Yanzi, with a chicken leg bone in her mouth, took off her gloves, jumped up from the plastic chair, and quickly darted into the living room to busy herself with Cheng Hao.

The noisy and lively atmosphere dispelled the emptiness of the large house; the bright lights and laughter combined to form the atmosphere named "New Year."

For Watching Xiao Yaxuan, she had not experienced this kind of atmosphere for a very long time.

Was it since she went to Canada to study abroad?

Or since her father abandoned her mother and abandoned this home?

She couldn't remember.

Her mother always had endless work; she went to Canada to study abroad, and her younger brother also had his own life.

After returning to the country, her mother still had endless work, her younger brother also started being busy with work, and she also started new work under the arrangement of her teacher Yao Qian.

The only pity was that today was not New Year's Eve; it was merely a small gathering organized by Zhou Yi, serving as a farewell for Zhou Jielun and Zhang Shaohan, who were leaving the Imperial Capital to return to Taiwan; the two of them had no Spring Festival Gala activities, and after filming China Mobile's advertisements and promotional photos and videos, they would return to Taiwan to spend the New Year with their families.

"Let me tell you, when my family celebrates the New Year, my mom will..."

Zhang Shaohan, whose eyes were like porcelain dolls, ate hot pot while recounting interesting stories about her family during the New Year amidst laughter and joy; Zhou Yi, Sun Yanzi, Cheng Hao, and even Zhou Jielun could all bring up "embarrassing incidents" that happened during the New Year to add to the conversation.

Only she had none.

She could only respond to her friends' family lives with a smile, like a ragged beggar squatting in a dark corner, looking up at the children and parents playing in the snow, with unspeakable bitterness between her pressed lips.

Did her mother love her?

Of course she did.

But her mother had to be busy with work; this was a truth she understood at the age of ten or so. If her mother hadn't been busy with work back then, she and her younger brother would not have survived.

Because her father abandoned everything and ran away to the United States.

After eating and drinking enough, she used the excuse of going to the toilet, washed her face, leaned against the sink alone for quite a while, then rubbed her face, pushed the door open, and returned to the guest balcony outside the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows to blow the wind alone.

"If you don't want to catch a cold and cause problems with your throat, then my suggestion is to take a shower immediately, go back to your room, and rest well."

The man leaning against the door hinge knocked on the glass and joked: "Respected Young Lady Elva, you wouldn't want your performance state for your first Spring Festival Gala to have problems, would you?"

"... That's a good suggestion, but I suggest you don't make suggestions next time."

Watching Xiao Yaxuan smoothed her wind-tousled long hair, turned around, and said, "Chinese New Year is coming soon. Saying such unlucky words—aren't you even Chinese?"

"If you want to scold someone, tonight might be the last chance. You can't scold people during the big New Year celebration."

Zhou Yi smiled, stepped aside to clear a path, and said, "Of course. If you want me to help scold someone, that'll cost extra."

"Then just let me scold you instead. Either way, someone has to pay."

Watching Xiao Yaxuan smiled noncommittally and rested her arms on the balcony railing: "Anyway, you're both men."

"That's not entirely impossible. We can each call each other what we want. You call me Dad, and I'll call you Boss." Zhou Yi pretended to think for a moment and suggested.

And then he received Watching Xiao Yaxuan's sudden justice...

"Be careful, or I'll go tell your parents about your corrupt lifestyle."

(End of this chapter).