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Thinking of deer Fei Fei

 

Chapter 1 Part 2

 

Yesterday was Chen Yue Yang’s birthday. The company organized a birthday party where he could interact with the fans. All of the attending 500 fans were drawn by lottery from the fanbase. One could not buy the ticket with money, as it was bound to the ID card and could not be transferred. The security check was very strict, no ticket scalper would dare to show up.

After the fan birthday party ended, Chen Yue Yang went back to the company to talk about some work matters. Some fans wished to continue celebrating and followed his car all the way. Chen Yue Yang was in a good mood, so he did not let the bodyguards act. As a result, an accident happened when they just arrived at the company.

A crazy fan suddenly took out a bottle of dark red liquid from their bag and splashed it towards Chen Yue Yang. At that moment, the bodyguards couldn’t react; and Chen Yue Yang was exhausted, so his reactions were slow.

Fei Chang, who originally laid in ambush at the entrance to produce a chance encounter to wish a happy birthday, immediately rushed there!

He blocked Chen Yue Yang with his body and grabbed him by the shoulders to protect him behind himself, relying on height advantage to safely block for him.

However, he could not avoid it himself and was splashed by the dark red liquid head-on.

It was blood, animal blood.

Most of the fishy-smelling blood splashed on Fei Chang’s body, only a small portion splashed on his face, streaking across his resolute outline and then winding down.

His eyes seemed electric, watching with vigilance the crazy fan who was being restrained.

He lifted his hand to wipe the blood on his cheek, but it resulted in a picture that added a unique wild charm. Fei Chang bowed his head to look at the frightened youth behind him, and asked in a low voice: “Senior brother, are you ok?”

And then?

Then, Fei Chang immediately became hot.

_(:з)∠)_

 

Everything that happened was completely recorded by the camera of the fans at the scene. Titles such as “Chen Yue Yang was attacked” and “Chen Yue Yang’s frenzied fans splatter blood” were hyped by the media.

Chen Yue Yang was the most powerful young god at the moment in the singing and dancing field. He had both real strength and fanbase. His every move would hit the headlines, and such a frightening attack would trigger a large discussion among people. The top half of the ten hottest searches were related to him.

Fei Chang, who in the video bravely stepped forward and became the ‘hero rescuing the beauty’, also followed in the hot search. Since he had addressed Chen Yue Yang with  “senior brother”, everyone guessed he was an artist from the same company. Furthermore, his performance in the video displayed a cool man. The scene where he used his finger to wipe the blood was extremely domineering, and it was cut into a gif that was shared thousands of times.

Therefore, the fans began to “crowdsource information” about this 1.95m-tall giant junior. The result? Nothing except for the name.

Had not debuted.

Had not debuted.

Had not debuted.

He had been a trainee for 3 years but had never appeared as a dance partner with any artist of the company. After all, if someone so high stood on the stage, it would snatch their spotlight.

The official website’s profile of Fei Chang only had a few lines. Name, age, body weight, school where he graduated, what he was good at, his goals, his life’s motto. Oh, there also was his idol, Chen Yue Yang. That was to be expected.

So, in the end, everyone could only look up his name. As a result, they dug up a horrifying big surprise—

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Fei Chang was in his manager’s office, trembling in fear and crestfallen, his heart drumming. A comic was thrown in front of him.

It wasn’t thick, over 50 pages. In black and white. With some adornments glued. Weight around 120 g. The ring lined with star sand. The inside made with special paper imported from Japan. On the cover, the male lead fucking resembled Chen Yue Yang very much. There was a glittering pseudonym printed below, called “Deer Fei Fei.”

The manager said: “Explain it.”

Fei Chang did not speak. Little fawn Bambi’s tears ready to drop.

 

The manager kneaded his temples: “I am really curious, you trainees only get 6 hours of sleep every day, where did you squeeze the time to draw comics from?”

“…” Fei Chang mumbled, “Just, every day I only sleep four hours and a half.”

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