87: So kind and sensible, Tang Chen had only two words in his mind: touched!

After a tour, the two arrived at a private restaurant downstairs from the company, walked into a private room and sat down. After ordering, and exchanging a few pleasantries, Tang Chen got straight to the point.

"Teacher Chen, we've only been in contact for a week, and time is tight, so currently we only have a preliminary team. There's a full-time assistant and temporary makeup artist and stylist. Within the next half month, I will adjust and complete a more suitable team for you."

Chen Fang nodded, "No rush, I want to rest in late May. the adventures involved early mornings and late nights, climbing mountains and going underground; I need some time to recuperate."

In reality, he wasn't tired, but ever since he transmigrated, he had been working hard. He finally had a chance to relax for a couple of days. Let him enjoy life.

"That's good. You rest first, then come to the company in June."

Chen Fang shook his head slightly, "To be honest, I have to come again tomorrow. Teacher Yue is going to record 'flammable and explosive,' and I'm coming to discuss it with her."

Tang Chen poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him, "This really needs to be expedited. June is the season of change in the music industry, and there are only about ten days left. But you don't have to worry, although Yue Qingzhu has high standards, she won't make things difficult for you, so it shouldn't take up too much of your time."

"Oh, Tang Ge, there's something I need to tell you."

"Go ahead."

"Morning Sunshine contacted me before…" Chen Fang recounted Morning Sunshine's agreement with him.

Tang Chen smiled with satisfaction, looking at Chen Fang, not hiding his admiration at all, "Teacher Chen is very good at seizing opportunities."

To be able to find a brand with a similar experience during a collapse, cater to its preferences, and seize the opportunity to perform, this requires a high degree of sensitivity and proactiveness.

Ah! Finally, there's a smart and hassle-free person on the team.

Every day, with Yu Mengmeng and Jiang Haotian, he felt like he was becoming a kindergarten teacher.

Finally, in this person, he saw himself standing on the podium.

Ah, so happy.

Chen Fang, basking in Teacher Tang's admiring gaze, showed a steady smile.

Teacher Tang is very satisfied, isn't he?

Then let you be happy for a few days, and after I get familiar, I'll fleece you.

As he spoke, a knock sounded at the private room door, and the waiter began serving the appetizers.

Tang Chen scrutinized Chen Fang's young face, deciding to test him one more time.

Watching the waiter close the door, Tang Chen smiled and asked, "There are still spots left for 'The Voice of Nature' this summer. Do you want to go?"

Chen Fang shook his head.

Filming for a month, dozens of people scheming against each other, it would be exhausting.

Besides, singing in front of the camera every day, how could it be as good for creating buzz as variety shows and film/television works?

Chen Fang inwardly grumbled about being tired, but on the surface, he smiled faintly, "No, I don't think so. Given my current popularity, if I were to go, it wouldn't be fair to the newcomers."

Tang Chen nodded with satisfaction, "Hmm, that's good too."

If it were someone else, they might have chosen to go, to dominate the novice village and enjoy the feeling of being idolized by their juniors. But he would also empathize with his juniors.

This shows that he indeed has great ambitions and not a strong sense of vanity.

Very good!

Finally, a kind and sensible good child has come to the village, that's great!

Teacher Tang felt only two words: moved!

...

Chen Fang pretended to finish his meal, and after parting ways with Tang Chen, he sat in the nanny van and let out a long sigh of relief.

As soon as he sat down, he received a call from his dad.

His parents were probably too worried about him, so they stayed at the villa today since there were no classes.

Chen Fang pressed the answer button, and his dad's voice came through the phone.

"Do you need me to scoop the litter? The litter box in the master bedroom bathroom. Can I go in?"

Chen Fang thought for a moment, and after confirming there was nothing unsightly in the bedroom, he agreed, "Go ahead. I can scoop it when I get back too."

"When are you coming back?"

"In half an hour, I just finished eating."

"Alright, then we'll be eating and you'll be smelling it."

"Oh." Chen Fang hung up the phone, yawned, and closed his eyes.

At the same time, in the villa, Chen Heng hung up the phone, picked up the trash can, walked into the master bedroom bathroom, and squatted down to clean out the litter box.

Just as he stood up, intending to leave, he suddenly saw a small sign hanging on the wall with a line of text: [The wise do not fall in love; drowning is not my responsibility.]

Chen Heng paused, his brows slightly furrowed, and fell into thought.

...

Half an hour later, Chen Fang stood at the door and rang the doorbell.

His mom's voice immediately came through the microphone by the door: "Can't you open the door yourself?"

Chen Fang shrugged and pulled the key from his pocket.

The student returning home videos were true. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, special treatment only lasts one day.

As he walked through the door, he smelled the aroma of seafood lingering in the air.

His dad sat on the sofa and waved to him, "Son, come here."

Chen Fang slipped on his slippers and sat next to him, "What's wrong?"

"Dad wants to ask you something. Tomorrow is 520. I know you don't have a partner now, but... will you still be alone on 520 next year?"

Chen Fang's heart sank.

Was this the legendary parental pressure to marry? Like NPCs, they wanted to complete the task of getting their child married, regardless of time or place.

Usually, it would be fine, but he had just experienced a triple-hit of rumors, and now they were pressuring him to marry?

Chen Fang decided to pretend not to understand, playing tai chi, shrugging his shoulders and saying matter-of-factly, "Otherwise? Can I turn into a dog?"

[Chen Heng negative emotion value +66!]

His dad had just narrowed his eyes when his head was smacked by his mom, who was passing by.

His mom, holding Xiaobai, continued walking, "Did your brain go into the trash can with your hair? Look at what you're saying, anyone would think you're trying to pressure him to marry. You might as well just say it directly."

Chen Fang looked at his mom in confusion, realizing things weren't that simple, "Dad, just say whatever you want to say."

Chen Heng took a breath and moved closer to him, "I saw that sentence posted in your bathroom when I went to scoop the litter."

Chen Fang quickly thought, and a moment later realized his dad was talking about the sign that said, "The wise do not fall in love; drowning is not my responsibility."

His dad continued: "I wanted to tell you not to have a bad impression of girls because of what happened last month. Those bad people's teams have both men and women, and they will stop at nothing for profit. This has nothing to do with love. Dad hopes you don't resist dating normal girls because of this incident, and don't resist love."

Chen Fang's heart warmed, and he also felt a little guilty. Just now, he shouldn't have directly assumed it was pressure to marry, thinking his dad was rubbing salt in his wounds.

"Hmm, don't worry, Dad."

"You see, Mom and Dad's relationship is pretty good, right? Your aunt and uncle, and your paternal uncle and aunt, are all pretty good, right?"

"Hmm, I know," Chen Fang stood up, grabbed his bag, and walked towards the stairs. After two steps, he turned back and said, "That sign was just a free gift when I bought a non-slip bath mat."

Chen Heng: "..."

Well, all that worrying and choosing words for nothing.