Chapter 300 Accident

Chapter 300 Accident

It wasn't until the glittering golden trophy actually fell into Fang Langxing's arms that he felt the reality. It turned out that they had really done it.

Fang Langxing could not clearly remember what happened next. In short, he was immersed in the joy of winning the award and was unable to extricate himself.

After the Star Glory Ceremony ended, they returned to the lounge together. Mu Tianya put his hand on Fang Langxing's back soothingly: "Lang'er? Why are you in a daze?"

Fang Langxing finally came back to his senses as if waking up from a dream, and his tone was still a little dreamy: "No, did we get this award just like that?"

"Of course, what else could it be?" Mu Liunian also came over and ruffled Fang Langxing's hair: "Oh, it turns out that our Lang'er has no sense of reality yet?"

"I just didn't react for a moment." Fang Langxing was stubborn and refused to admit it.

Lin Jingmo and the others watched the three people playing and laughing. Everyone was in a good mood and very relaxed.

Tonight's Starry Ceremony has ended, and Fang Langxing and his friends plan to get off the boat and go home directly. In fact, according to the organizer's plan, the guests could stay longer before going back, but Fang Langxing and his friends felt that there was no place more comfortable than their own home, so they left early.

Everyone has their own habits. There are many people like Fang Langxing, and An Lingyun is one of them.

When they arrived at the door of their home, Fang Langxing suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his head when he got out of the car. The pain made him dizzy for a moment, his feet slipped, and he fell directly to the ground.

"Lang'er?!"

"Brother Lang?!"

"Longxing?! What happened?!"

The exclamations of the members and the agent reached his ears, and this was the last sound Fang Langxing heard.

When Fang Langxing regained consciousness, he was already standing in a familiar place. His clothes had also changed into pure white clothes and pants, which made him look quite ethereal.

Where is this place? Fang Langxing didn't know, but he knew that if he didn't find a way to go back quickly, the members would definitely be worried.

Just as he turned around to find an exit, the surrounding environment suddenly changed and a figure appeared on the stage.

Wait? What is that?

Is it... Zhao Zhao?

Fang Langxing had never seen the usually lively and cheerful Yun Zhao like this. He was like a dying flame, with residual warmth but no nutrients to burn.

How could this happen? Yun Zhao has never looked so sad before? Fang Langxing felt confused. He had been living with the members for a long time, but suddenly he found that he didn't know them as well as he thought.

Wait a minute, in his confused thoughts, Fang Langxing suddenly found something wrong. What Yun Zhao was wearing was clearly a "Project Star" sweatshirt, and it was the gray color representing Class F.

But in Fang Langxing's memory, Yun Zhao had never fallen out of Class A, let alone entered Class F. This was clearly something that had never happened.

Yun Zhao sat blankly in the corner of the room, hugging his knees with his hands, staring at his reflection in the mirror, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fang Langxing turned his head and noticed that it was dark outside the window. It was already very late. Why did Yun Zhao come to the practice room alone?

Yes, Fang Langxing discovered that the place he was in was the practice room of "Star Project", and the current time should be when they participated in the competition.

Fang Langxing slowly approached Yun Zhao and squatted down beside him. He also felt that Yun Zhao could not see him, and there was no figure of him in the mirror. His trace could not appear in this world.

But even so, Fang Langxing still wanted to comfort Yun Zhao, so he gently sat down next to him: "Zhao Zhao, although I don't know what happened, I hope you can be happier. There will be many people who like you in the future."

Fang Langxing didn't say anything else after that. He just sat quietly with Yun Zhao, and Yun Zhao just stayed there quietly, neither making a sound nor moving.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the door. Yun Zhao still did not move, and Fang Langxing turned his head to look over.

Under his surprised gaze, my younger self walked in from the door. It seemed that he did not expect that there was someone in the practice room. He paused for a moment before walking in.

When I was younger, I wasn’t as cheerful as Fang Langxing is now, nor did I have his soft temperament that comes from being spoiled. I looked a little difficult to approach.

But how could Fang Langxing not understand himself? Because of his early life experiences, the young him was very sensitive to emotions and had already discovered that something was wrong with Yun Zhao.

It’s just that he didn’t know how to start a conversation. If he were the Fang Langxing now, he would definitely come over and ask immediately, but his younger self could only secretly observe Yun Zhao in the mirror, like a small animal judging the safety factor.

Seeing that Yun Zhao's condition was not very good, the younger self finally moved. He slowly approached the dazed Yun Zhao, but didn't know how to talk to him and looked a little embarrassed.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, his younger self took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to Yun Zhao hesitantly: "Um, do you have low blood sugar?"

Fang Langxing suddenly felt that he was really bad at making excuses when he was young. This excuse was really bad, but maybe it was also the most effective one, right?

Because Yun Zhao did react to this question, his eyes slowly turned to the young Fang Langxing, looked at the lollipop in his hand, and did not intend to take it. He replied coldly: "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Fang Langxing, who was not seen by everyone, felt a little strange. After all, his Yun Zhao had always been a cute and spoiled younger brother in front of him, and this was the first time he saw him look so cold.

The younger self was choked, but he had a good impression of Yun Zhao, who was clearly tricked on the first stage but still fought hard to get an opportunity for himself.

Even if the other party did not get a good result in the end, it did not prevent Fang Langxing from admiring him.

So when he saw Yun Zhao who was obviously in a bad mood, the young Fang Langxing, who usually didn't have much contact with others, took the initiative to come over.

After being coldly rejected by Yun Zhao, the young self obviously didn't know what to do. He could only put the lollipop back into his pocket and start practicing on his own.

My ability was pretty good at that time. Judging from the color of my clothes, I should be in Class B. As for why I was not in Class A.

Sure enough, it's because I'm missing a lot of things, right? Fang Langxing looked at his younger self and touched his chin. Although he had enough skills at this time, there was obviously nothing of his own in his movements. He just mechanically used what he had learned.

In Fang Langxing's own opinion, he is indeed not yet able to reach the threshold of Class A.

Watching the young Fang Langxing practicing the theme song of "Project Star" over and over again, Fang Langxing roughly guessed what time it was.

It should be after the initial evaluation of "Star Project" was over and before the C position of the theme song was selected. Somehow, Fang Langxing had such confidence that he guessed right.

Seeing Fang Langxing practicing with great enthusiasm, Yun Zhao seemed to be moved by him and slowly stood up. However, he didn't know how long he had been here. He could not support himself when he stood up all of a sudden and was about to fall down.

Fang Langxing wanted to help him anxiously, but he couldn't touch anything in this space and was very anxious.

However, Yun Zhao's condition was discovered by his younger self who had been watching him in the mirror. He quickly ran over and supported Yun Zhao.

"See, I told you you had hypoglycemia?" The younger self muttered, took out the lollipop and stuffed it into Yun Zhao's hand.

In fact, Yun Zhao just felt dizzy and his legs were a little numb because he hadn't slept all night and had been keeping the same posture. But when he heard the young Fang Langxing's mumbling, he suddenly wanted to laugh for some reason.

It was that smile that seemed a little forced. Young Fang Langxing thought, "Okay, you don't have to smile when you don't want to."

"Can I help you get something to eat?" The young Fang Langxing looked at the sky outside the window and choked: "Uh, the cafeteria may not be open yet, shall we go to a convenience store?"

"No, I'm not hungry." Yun Zhao refused again, but seeing the young Fang Langxing's somewhat lost expression, Yun Zhao asked inexplicably: "Let's practice together?"

"Okay!" My younger self agreed instantly, and even looked a little happy.

"But wait for me." The younger self ran out, leaving Yun Zhao alone in the practice room.

But he came back soon with a bottle of warm strawberry milk. He stuffed the milk into Yun Zhao's hand and said, "Drink it and we'll practice again."

His tone was somewhat unquestionable, as if he would not start practicing unless Yun Zhao drank. Yun Zhao suddenly found his expression funny, but he still drank it obediently.

After that, the two of them suddenly became familiar with each other very quickly. It only took them one day to go from being strangers to being inseparable.

To be precise, Yun Zhao was very attached to Fang Langxing, and they had to be together during practice, otherwise he would feel uneasy.

Fang Langxing, who was not seen by everyone, smiled and poked his head when he was younger: "It seems that I appeared at a good time?"