Mr. Qin is always serious

Once the head of the family passed this test, Wen Lang instantly changed from a melancholy little milk dog to a fearless gluttonous cub.

Ten minutes later, Wen Lang came out of Wen Rong's room with a can of tea in his arms.

Qin Jingshen was waiting outside. After hearing the voice, he raised his eyes and looked over. His brows were deep, like the sea, and also like the dawn sky on the mountain in the mist.

What a beautiful person.

It's mine now.

Wen Lang walked over with a smile: "Mr. Qin, let's go home."

Qin Jingshen hummed lightly, turned around and walked outside together with him, just after taking two or three steps, he suddenly stopped.

Wen Lang looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

When the voice fell, I felt that the hand was gently held by the person in front.

Wen Lang raised his head in a daze.

Qin Jingshen held his hand and said in a low voice, "This is going home together."

Pound, thump.

His Majesty Taotie was turned into a fool all of a sudden, and nodded subconsciously following his words.

Qin Jingshen took him out and got into the car.

It wasn't until he sat on the co-pilot that Wen Lang realized that he grabbed the pillow behind him and covered his face.

How to do?

Suddenly a little shy.

Wen Lang buried his face in the pillow and calmed down for a while, and gradually felt that his heartbeat had eased, so he put down the pillow and glanced to the side secretly.

Qin Jingshen sat there, staring seriously at the front, his hands were well-articulated and very beautiful.

Wen Lang couldn't help but wanted to smirk again, forced his hold back and turned his head: "Mr. Qin, when do you plan to let uncle and my brother meet?"

"They went on a trip some time ago and don't know when they can come back. I will ask first."

Qin Jingshen said, and then added: "It shouldn't be too late."

Wen Lang nodded, and quickly became nervous again: "Should we go there too?"

"Well, don't you want to go?"

"Yeah, it's not that I don't want to." Wen Lang hugged the pillow tightly, "I'm just nervous, after all, after all..."

After all, it is a big event to meet the parents.

What he said was weak and weak, not at all the momentum he had when he was a fan on Weibo, it was painful to watch.

Qin Jingshen's eyes gradually became warm, and he said softly, "It's okay, Wen Lang."

Wen Lang raised his head: "Huh?"

It just so happened that the red light arrived at this time.

Qin Jingshen stopped the car, reached out and rubbed his hair: "Because everyone knows that I only like you."

Wen Lang's face turned red, and while his heart beat faster, he felt something was wrong.

Did Mr. Qin secretly look at something when he was waiting for him outside?How can the skill of love talk be so full all of a sudden?

Shouldn't shouldn't.

Wen Lang stared blankly at the person in front of him, and the tens of seconds of the red light slowly came to an end in this gap.

With only the last two or three seconds left, Wen Lang finally came to his senses, stood up and leaned forward, and kissed Qin Jingshen deeply on the cheek.

After a chirp, the red light turned green, and there was a constant flow of traffic around.

Wen Lang squinted and looked out the window with a smile, his eyes were filled with the darkness of the night, and his heart was filled with the tips of Mr. Qin's ears that turned red just now.

He still couldn't help chuckling.

how nice.

I like you so much, Mr. Qin.

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The days that followed were smooth sailing.

Although there is actually no real progress, just kissing, hugging and holding hands, but people in love don't pay attention to these at all, and they feel sweet in their hearts when they sneak a glance at each other.

Besides, Wen Lang was still on vacation.

The two kinds of happiness are stacked together, and it is even more beautiful.

But the mood of the fans is very anxious.

They have been waiting on Weibo since the last time their idol's live broadcast was lost. They chattered every day, and after Wen Lang finished chatting, they chattered to His Majesty, but in the end there was still nothing.

Wen Lang doesn't blog.

Your Majesty does not update.

Even the paparazzi stopped making up stories.

Fans: Huh.

It's sad, but we don't admit defeat.

A group of people were waiting to be fed, acting coquettishly and cutely on Weibo, and continued to groan. After a few more days of suffering like this, the dawn finally ushered in.

——The trailer of "Mountain and River on Earth" has been released.

The fans were so moved that they almost cried, and clicked in full of anticipation, and then saw the streets of Luoping City in the light humming sound at the beginning of the video.

The surrounding wind is very light, and the sun is also good.

Then someone appeared in the daylight and walked towards the end of the street step by step.

His steps were steady and his eyes were calm. When he looked up, he looked like a sharp knife. Every step he took seemed to leave a mark on this land.

People looked over with these imprints, and then caught a glimpse of his life in the wind around him.

That is, those two 12 years.

12 years of joy and worry-free.

12 years of struggle and ups and downs.

There is also Huo Zheng who is lonely, tough, and has always been the most magnanimous.

The design method of this short film is still Chen Jia's usual style. The whole process is flat and straightforward, and even the special effects are not used. place.

Many people actually have Huo Zheng living in their hearts.

So even if they don't see much now, they can empathize enough.

The number of comments on Weibo began to increase rapidly.

@郎市No update today: I don’t know why, but I suddenly want to cry.

@今天跑马没有: Me too, especially Huo Zheng’s three turns of his head in it, I felt very distressed when I saw the GIF on Weibo before, but now watching the trailer, it’s less than 3 minutes, obviously there’s no particularly intense emotional collision place, but just a little teary.

Followed by a series of plus one.

@路人君: Don't say anything, wait for the release.

@文郎郎的小笑妹: The movie will be released on December 20th, fellow Taoists, see you at the cinema in [-] days.

@摩宝儿的小丝蜜: Crazy call for my Mr. Lang!But there is one more thing I want to know, this humming sound seems to be from two people, could it be Mr. Lang and Fu Tong?

The official blog replied with a check mark under the Weibo that said humming.

At almost the same time, Fu Tong's studio released the song MVs of "Human World" and "Mountain and River", circled Fu Tong and Wen Lang, and called for charts.

The two fans were instantly excited.

@复同同的Acoustic Guitar: Oh my God, it sounds so good to cry!

@陈郎郎的小咪圾: Wow, wow, I didn’t even know my singing was so good!

@一硕小饼干: It's pretty good. Passers-by originally wanted to hear about Fu Tong's part, but they didn't expect to be hooked by Wen Lang when they came in. Lu Zhuanfan.

@汪早早早早: It's a pity that Fu Tong and Wen Lang's CP is cold now, sigh.

@秦先生的大长脑: Come, fellow daoists above, do you want to eat the official candy?

So listen to the Gebo comment area well and become a scene for CP fans to eat sugar.

Of course Wen Lang knew about these things. When the official blog of "Mountain and River on Earth" first released the trailer, he forwarded it and read a lot of comments, but he couldn't reply no matter how cute it was.

The reason is very simple, Mr. Manager refused to let him go, and threatened with death.

A kind-hearted little boy like His Majesty Taotie naturally chose to agree to him.

Wen Lang shook his legs, rubbed the egg yolk and Ju Baoer a few times, took out the tablet, found a hand-painted basic teaching video, and started watching.

He's been watching these a lot these days.

In order not to be too stupid when I learn to paint with my boyfriend later, I also took great pains.

But this time Wen Lang couldn't watch for too long.

The video had just been broadcast for more than ten minutes, when I heard the phone ringing next to me, and the sound of the Twelve Soul Requiem song suddenly woke up the egg yolk who had just fallen asleep.

The little animal's ears are folded up, super cowardly.

Wen Lang rubbed its ears with a smile, and connected the phone: "Hello?"

The call was from Fu Tong.

"Little Taotie, have you checked Weibo?"

"Look." Wen Lang patted the dog and said, "I reposted the official Weibo of "Mountain and River on Earth", didn't you see it?"

"Then should you consider retweeting my studio's Weibo post?" Fu Tong clicked his tongue, "If I don't make it to the list, I won't be the only one who will be ashamed."

"But I don't have to sing for a living."

"Then what do you rely on, acting skills?"

Wen Lang smiled calmly: "No, I rely on my face."

Fu Tong: "..."

All right, I lost.

Mr. Yazi sighed: "Forget it, I actually came to you for something."

"what's up?"

"This weekend at five o'clock in the afternoon, I will hold a concert at the Longdu Gymnasium." Fu Tong said, "You are a special guest, remember to come when the time comes."

Wen Lang: "...wait a minute."

He took a deep breath: "When did I become your special guest?"

Fu Tong thought about it for a while: "Probably from the day you agreed to sing "Human World" with me, anyway, that's it, and you are a full-time guest, so to put it bluntly, it's almost a concert for the two of us, remember to prepare more songs , don’t keep repeating the song “The Wind from the Old Times” over and over again.”

If you don't like it, don't let me go!

Wen Lang was about to die of anger: "Can you be reasonable? This weekend's concert is less than five days away, so you're telling me?"

"Actually, I wanted to tell you a month and a half ago." Fu Tong said, "But didn't I get entangled in the monster bureau at that time? I also met Fu Qianyuan, so I forgot about it."

"...Should I applaud your righteousness?"

"You're welcome, you don't have to."

Wen Lang snorted: "Then here comes the question, who is Fu Qianyuan, Fu Ergou?"

Fu Tong: "..."

The microphone was silent for a few seconds, and after a long time, Fu Tong's voice sounded again, slightly stiff.

"It's not important, but you can find out about another thing."

"Ok?"

Fu Tong laughed: "I also invited Mr. Qin, and he agreed."

Wen Lang:! ! !

"Don't try to escape, just now I have reposted the studio's Weibo about this matter, your fans are looking forward to it, okay?" Fu Tong laughed, "I will send mine later The song list will be sent to you, don't worry, the number is not much."

Wen Lang was so shocked by Fu Tong's thick skin that he couldn't speak, but he had no choice.

He could only sigh: "Okay, you are really amazing."

"I think so."

Fu Tong frankly admitted that he hung up the phone in front of Wen Lang, and sent over his playlist.

After the WeChat ding-dong sound, Wen Lang poked open the message box and enlarged the picture.

Then I was stunned by the dense number of tracks on it.

Roughly, there are more than 30 poems.

It takes five days to finish the study, and there is still time for rehearsal.

Wen Lang: "..."

with all due respect.

You are embarrassing me, Fat Tiger.

The author has something to say: Fu Tongtong: "I'm giving you a chance to practice singing with your wealthy family, why don't you understand my hard work?"

Wen Langlang: "The other party didn't want to talk to you, so he threw a Fu Ergou backhand."