The God Who Sleeps on the Piano

This is an unfair deal for Cheng Lang, but if Lu Ansen can play the piano for him, it will be worth it.

Cheng Lang estimated the deal, and urged with a smile: "How? Brother Lu?"

Lu Ansen paused in picking up vegetables, and looked up at him, feeling heavy in his thoughts.He asked him to compose a piece of music for himself, just to divert his attention.

In his opinion, Cheng Lang has created a few more songs, one is to concentrate and not pay attention to the news from the outside world; the other is, when those outsiders accuse him of plagiarism, he can use his own songs to beat them hard Face.

But he can't say it now, it will add pressure to him.

Cheng Lang is too young and has an unstable temperament. If he knows, he will definitely mess up his rules.

However, if you don't say it, you must play the piano for him once.

Playing the piano is a simple matter, but he has sworn never to play the piano, otherwise——

There is a price for breaking an oath!

Lu Ansen pursed his lips and squeezed the chopsticks tightly with his fingers.He looked at Cheng Lang, and said slowly: "Alang, I swore to Gu Yanchuan that I would never play the piano. Do you know what the price of the vow is?"

Cheng Lang swallowed a mouthful of soup, and asked with interest: "What is it?"

"Losing the one you love the most."

"..."

"You know I can't. It's not feudal, it's not ignorance, it's just... Aaron, I don't want to do anything against us."

Even if it's just an illusory oath, he doesn't want to be contaminated with such bad luck.

Faced with this reason, Cheng Lang couldn't say no to it.He hated Gu Yanchuan to death in his heart, this person is really disgusting.He indirectly erased Lu Ansen's most glorious side.

What does Lu Ansen look like playing the piano?

He always likes wild, passionate and passionate piano music, which shows that he is an emotional man, not the upright and serious one he is acting now.

So, when you play the piano, will you stand up emotionally and cheer and jump?

He was full of curiosity, but it seemed that he would never have a chance.

All of this is Gu Yanchuan.

A man who once occupied an important position in Lu Ansen's life.

Just because of his words, he gave up playing the piano for him.

The more Cheng Lang thought about it, the more he felt frustrated.He shook the spoon, stood up, pointed at Lu Ansen and laughed: "Okay, you are amazing. Lu Ansen, if this is the oath you made, I respect and support it. But you, don't fool me. If I am not you Dearest, if you lie to me, Lu Ansen, you will be finished!"

Lu Ansen remained silent, eating and drinking porridge in silence.

He filled his stomach under Cheng Lang's scorching gaze, then picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and asked slowly, "Are you full?"

Cheng Lang was naturally not full, but he couldn't let go, so he could only drink in a low voice: "I'm full of you!"

Lu Ansen frowned and asked, "Why are you angry? What's there to be angry about? Cheng Lang, that's all you have?"

Cheng Lang refused to accept it: "Yes, that's all! I'm just stingy, I just like to use my temper, and I just... just want to see you play the piano for me."

"why?"

I want to see you playing the piano, I want to see your most dazzling and confident appearance.Gu Yanchuan has seen it like that before, but I have no chance.

But how can this be said?

Cheng Lang was so angry that his handsome face turned red, and he missed Gu Yanchuan tens of thousands of times in his heart.This kind of urge to beat him up without seeing a real person is unprecedented.Obviously he was once his male god and his idol.

Were my eyes just for decoration?

He was ashamed of himself for being so stupid!

"Young master doesn't like Gu Yanchuan, and you have a close relationship with him, so I feel all sorts of displeased."

After being ashamed for a long time, Cheng Lang said this sentence.

Lu Ansen felt that he was making trouble for no reason, so he pinched his aching temple and said in a low voice, "Okay, stop making trouble."

When arguing, you are most afraid that the other party will say that you are making a fuss.

It's like you've put all your energy into talking and arguing with the other party, but others just think you're joking.How can you not be angry?

Cheng Lang's anger rose up: "I'm making a fuss, what should I do?"

Lu Ansen: "..."

He admitted that he made trouble, what else could he do?

Follow along?

Lu Ansen was silent for a while, and frowned to comfort him: "Don't be angry, you are the one who suffers if you get angry."

Cheng Lang sneered: "That's natural. Can you still feel ashamed and agree to play the piano for me again?"

have to!The topic is back again!

Is he competing with Gu Yanchuan?

At this time, no matter how low EQ Lu Ansen was, he could vaguely guess that Cheng Lang was jealous.But there is really no need to eat this vinegar!Gu Yanchuan is just a friend, a brother, and he is a confidant, a lover, and even a future partner.

Lu Ansen wanted to tell him this, but the phone in his pocket was vibrating.

Charlene should have found out the news.

Thinking about it, he hurriedly took it out and looked at the notification of the incoming call.

It was indeed Charlene.

Lu Ansen didn't answer, but stepped forward, looked at Cheng Lang and said, "Don't think too much, if you compose a song for me, I will promise you three requests."

Cheng Lang was in a fit of anger, and seeing him answering the phone with his face made him feel even more ghostly.In a moment of anger, he said casually: "Including when I fuck you?"

Lu Ansen was stunned for three seconds: "What?"

Cheng Lang snorted coldly: "I want to fuck you, this is my request. The only request."

He really wanted to fuck him, um, possess him like he possessed him.

From Cheng Lang's eyes, Lu Ansen understood, and his face instantly turned red.He lowered his head, surprised that Cheng Lang still had such thoughts about him, and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Cheng Lang saw that his face was blushing, and his anger disappeared, and the fun of teasing people came up.He stretched out his hand to pat his butt, his tone was a little foolish: "How? Brother Lu, this is my request. I will compose a song for you, and you let me fuck you once."

"You want to fuck me?"

"Well, I really want to."

"How much do you think?"

"Fuck you, die without—"

Lu Ansen interrupted coldly: "Don't say anything unlucky!

Cheng Lang swallowed the word "regret" and urged him: "How? Is this request too much?"

Too much doesn't count.

No one stipulated that he must be at the top and Cheng Lang must be at the bottom.

Especially Cheng Lang is such a proud man who is willing to bow down for his wife.

He loves Cheng Lang, respects his ideas, and respects his needs as a man.If he wants to be on top, that's fine.

It's just that he's never been prepared to be next.

After hesitating, Cheng Lang urged again: "What? Don't you want to? Lu Ansen, if you dare—"

"No."

Sensing that Cheng Lang was in a hurry, he hurriedly explained: "I'm just not used to it."

"You are used to being down there as a young master?"

If it is not too much love, who would be willing to succumb to a man?

Cheng Lang felt a little wronged, he could be below, but it should never be that he has to be below.

Lu Ansen naturally understood his thoughts. After thinking for a while, he said, "See if your song satisfies me."

"what?"

Does this mean agreeing?

Lu Ansen didn't say it clearly, but changed the subject: "Go back and play the piano, I'll wait for your good news."

If he can really compose a piano piece that astonishes the world, then the matter of being framed for plagiarism can be easily resolved.And as long as he can play the piano well and not be disturbed by this scandal, even if he gets fucked, he is willing.

After all, Cheng Lang went upstairs with satisfaction, jumping up and down, his steps were brisk as if he was dancing.

Lu Ansen was not as relaxed and happy as he was. On the contrary, he called Charlene back with a serious face.

It was quickly connected over there, and Charlene said: "President, it has been found out."

Lu Ansen's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

"The scandal of Master Cheng's plagiarism was first reported by an authoritative newspaper in Kyoto, and then it was reprinted by newspapers around the world."

"What do you mean? Make it clear."

"It's like this. Based on what you said, I have hinted that the major media in Lin'an City are suppressing some news about Master Cheng. It stands to reason that they will give Lu's face. Even if the news about Master Cheng in other places breaks out, They will not follow soon after. However, as soon as the news from the capital came out, Lin'an City heard about it. A certain media even went straight to Qinglang Studio, and pointed their finger at Master Cheng's manager. And Mr. Xu also issued a personal apology statement at the first time... This is a conspiracy, someone is framing Master Cheng. Your previous guess is Mr. Xu, it seems not advisable. Mr. Xu has a little ability in Lin'an City, but he still can't command The media over there in Kyoto. You...do you understand what I mean?"

How can you not understand?

Cheng Lang offended the powerful people in the capital, and there were people in the imperial city who were unhappy with Cheng Lang.

who is it?

Whose way is Cheng Lang standing in the way?Whose eyes are in the way?

Things are difficult!

Lu Ansen held the phone tightly, his eyes were as dark as the night.

Charlene was still saying, "I just talked to the editor-in-chief of Lin'an Daily, and I confirmed my guess. Master Cheng offended the people in Kyoto."

Lu Ansen clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Who? Offended whom?"

"It's not clear yet. The editor-in-chief is very secretive and refuses to disclose."

"Give me his contact information."

"Ok."

Charlene quickly sent a text message.

Lu Ansen hung up the phone and dialed the string of numbers: "Hello—"

A middle-aged man's surprised voice quickly came from over there: "Mr. Lu? I haven't contacted you for a long time. What is this?"

Lu Ansen interrupted his pleasantries and got straight to the point: "I want to know about the recent news about Cheng Lang. As far as I know, he offended the people in Kyoto."

"Who said that? Ha, how come?"

"I want to hear the truth. Editor Qin, you can't hide it from me."

There was a long silence over there, before he said: "Okay. But, Mr. Lu, come over, let's have an interview, okay?"

Lu Ansen frowned and agreed: "Okay. I'll be in your office in half an hour."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and hurried out of the villa.

He went back to his home, took the car keys, and went straight to Lin'an Daily.

Along the way, I was unspeakably restless, always feeling that something big was about to happen.

Cheng Lang seems to be getting more and more difficult.