If you don't play the game well, I will diss you

Jiang Chenyuan had changed, and Xuan Que really felt this.He became less talkative, and spent more time talking with books than playing games. Everyone in the team felt a little uncomfortable, but they didn't know how to speak.

Sometimes it is like this, obviously sometimes I feel that a person is very noisy, but once the person changes sex and stops being noisy, I feel uncomfortable anyway, I still hope to keep the original appearance.

It was precisely because Jiang Chen was far from noisy this time that everyone suddenly felt that the usual atmosphere was driven by him, and they felt that the place was extremely lively and warm.

Qiao Sheng was especially frightened. He harassed Nangong Xiang every day. After getting a blank stare, he turned his head and placed his hopes on the sensitive and gentle Li Xiao. Of course, he was also driven away by Nangong Xiang.

Nangong Xiang, the king of wives and slaves.Qiao Sheng couldn't help cursing in his heart.It is said that brothers are like brothers and wives are like clothes. He felt that for Nan Gongxiang his wife was like brothers and brothers were like clothes, but he himself was just a worn-out piece of clothing.

bah bah bah!

Qiao Sheng lived every day sadly, eating and sleeping.

All this is extremely difficult for Xuan Que, whenever he wants to speak, that person always looks at him with a pair of cold and distant eyes, blocking all he wants to say.

Apologize?It seems unnecessary, but no apology?Seems to be needed again.

Xuan Que looked at the figure of the man sitting quietly on the sofa with a wry smile, listening to the request of the talk show that Qiao Sheng gave them.

The book in Jiang Chenyuan's hand was closed and put on his lap. Qiao Sheng mentioned it before in the talk show. This time, all the members will make an appearance. This is a rare opportunity for them to MAZE appear in public. in view.

"Do you understand?" Qiao Sheng took a sip of water after speaking, "The talk show will be in the afternoon, so why don't you try to be positive?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Chenyuan habitually, and only after meeting his calm eyes did he realize in embarrassment that this person had been autistic for almost half a month.

Jiang Chenyuan nodded, seeing that they had nothing else to say, he opened the book and continued reading.

Seeing him like this, the others exchanged helpless glances.

I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing for the interview in the afternoon.Qiao Sheng took pleasure in bitterness.

The staff of the talk show came quickly, with two cameras, a host, and an assistant. The equipment was also portable, so it was very convenient.

After the person with the video camera came in and adjusted the equipment in charge, he casually glanced in the direction of the members, and fixed his eyes firmly on the ancient and calm figure on the sofa.

Sunlight poured in from the window of the living room, one or two o'clock in the afternoon was the bright time, the man held the book and tilted his head slightly, the golden light flooded his whole body without knowing it, quiet and harmonious, so beautiful.

Probably because the gaze was too intense, the people around noticed his mistake, and the person reading the book also looked at the people around him suspiciously, and then turned his head to look over.

The four eyes met, and the book fell to the ground.

"Long time no see." The photographer walked over with a smile on his face, and Jiang Chenyuan was so excited that he froze and couldn't move, "Jiang Chenyuan."

They all called each other's stage names in their circles, and few of them knew their real names, so when he said Jiang Chenyuan's name, no one reacted.

"Okay, long time...no see, Zhang Xiuyuan." Jiang Chenyuan's smile was uglier than a ghost.

Qiao Sheng looked at the two suspiciously: "Do you know each other?"

"know."

"I don't know!!" The knuckles of Jiang Chenyuan's hands clasping the sofa turned white, and his voice was rare and loud, startling everyone around him.

Xuan Que glanced back and forth between the two with a paralyzed face, such an obvious tricky fool couldn't see it.

Zhang Xiuyuan smiled politely, walked slowly in front of Jiang Chenyuan, and stared firmly into his eyes: "How can you say that you don't know each other? I'm so sad. The last time we parted, there was a mess." It's been a year, and you don't go home to have a look."

Jiang Chenyuan looked at the smiling face in front of him, tearing off the last whitewashing arc little by little: "It's not my home, there's no need."

"At least I lived there for two or three years, so why isn't it your house?" Zhang Xiuyuan looked at Jiang Chenyuan carefully, with a sudden smile in his eyes, which made Jiang Chenyuan very uncomfortable.

Xuan Que was also uncomfortable, there was an atmosphere between the two that he couldn't get involved in.

"Don't be self-righteous, what you think now must be inconsistent with the facts." Jiang Chenyuan bent down and picked up the book on the ground, patted it and put it on the coffee table.

Zhang Xiuyuan was amused when he heard it: "You know what I'm thinking?"

"Anyway, it's definitely not what you think."

The host was ready and informed everyone that the interview could start. Before Zhang Xiuyuan went back, he leaned into Jiang Chenyuan's ear and whispered: "Everything is as I said, right?"

Jiang Chenyuan had already taken care of his emotions at first, but after hearing this, his hands were tense, stiff like a sculpture, Nana shook his hand worriedly, Jiang Chenyuan said it was fine, and at the same time showed A ghostly smile successfully frightened everyone.

But he quickly suppressed his emotions, just like he has been for many years, proficient and fast, but he has recovered in a few breaths.If they didn't know what he was like before, everyone would really think that he is such a mature and restrained person.

Xuan Que walked last, his cold eyes turned a few times on the man named Zhang Xiuyuan, and then looked at the same figure in front of him as usual.

Who is this guy?

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Chen showed a kind of extravagance in the distance. The host liked it very much, but Xuan Que felt that it was against harmony. He felt that his little fighting Buddha was like that annoying person at this time. The temperament is exactly the same.

Host: "I heard that you went to Tibet before becoming a rapper and wanted to worship Buddhism. What's going on?"

Jiang Chenyuan: "You know all this!?"

The host smiled slightly: "You have to do some homework."

Jiang Chenyuan rubbed his nose: "At that time, something happened at home, so I went to Tibet. The Rinpoche who received me said that I was not suitable for Buddhism, so he let me go. Rapper was also the way he pointed me to."

Host: "I've heard some of your songs, except for the diss songs of course. My favorite is your original Dou series. How did you come up with the idea of ​​writing such songs?"

Hearing this question, Jiang Chenyuan subconsciously looked at Zhang Xiuyuan who was taking pictures, and finally smiled at him, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "An aunt with early menopause, a confused uncle, a schizophrenic obsessive My cousin with the disease, probably the inspiration from them."

The scene fell into silence, and the host quickly reacted and enlivened the atmosphere: "That's why you went to Tibet at that time?"

Jiang Chenyuan nodded.

The entire interview lasted for an hour, and the host was covered in both rain and dew, but the last question was still asked by Jiang Chenyuan: "Hey, I have asked so many questions, I still want to ask you, what did the master say to you at that time, you know what we have for you The master is very curious about this kind of unknown thing, is it convenient?"

Jiang Chenyuan did not expect to ask such a question at the end. In fact, he was almost irritable after staying in this emergency state for an hour, but this question still made him return to that ancient temple almost instantly, his simple teacher Sitting on the futon, she looked at him with muddy but wise eyes, fingers like dead wood moved the beads in her hand one by one, and the other hand touched his heart.

"Your eyes see beauty, but your heart sees suffering. Your soul is full of fear and anxiety, and your life is full of turmoil and courage. You are not suitable to be the Guanyin who can transform the misery in the world, but you are a fighting Buddha who can break through lies. Holy monk, you are not suitable for pure cultivation here, but you are going to experience the indestructible body in the world of mortals, and you will know whether it is a calamity or a destiny."

Jiang Chenyuan came back to his senses, and just said the first half with a smile.

"There is beauty in the eyes, suffering in the heart, fear and restlessness in the soul, and life is full of turmoil and courage."

The interview was over, and everyone relaxed. The interviewers were packing their things. Jiang Chenyuan stretched his waist, revealing a small piece of skin under the sweater. Zhang Xiuyuan's eyes were glued to the white patch, and he pretended silently. equipment.

His line of sight was suddenly blocked, Zhang Xiuyuan looked up and saw a dead face.He remembered that this was a rapper named Xuan Que.

"Do you remember what I said before you left? I know you haven't forgotten, and I haven't forgotten either." Zhang Xiuyuan walked towards Jiang Chenyuan, "Don't even try to escape, you know it's not so easy to escape if I find out dropped."

Jiang Chenyuan smiled softly: "I won't run away, I won't be able to bear it any longer on the Long March."

Xuan Que tugged him from behind, stared at Zhang Xiuyuan firmly in Jiang Chenyuan's puzzled eyes, and didn't speak.

It happened that another photographer was telling Zhang Xiuyuan to leave, and he responded, showing a smug smile at Xuan Que, and said goodbye and left.

"...Jiang Chenyuan?" Xuan Que looked at the man in his hand complicatedly. The slender and thin man was not making noise, and looked at him obediently.But this is not his little fighting Buddha, not the little fighting Buddha who will shout, blow his hair and puff up like a little puffer fish when encountering things, that real little fighting Buddha, now this person is really like the expectations of the people around him He doesn't diss others like that, he is quiet, and the songs he writes also bring out the temperament of the songs he wrote when he was not in MAZE or when he first joined MAZE.

This makes him uneasy.

In fact, he had noticed just now that the current Jiang Chenyuan was very similar to the masculinity just now, so the little Doufo's stress state was that man named Zhang Xiuyuan?

He was very upset.

Jiang Chenyuan tilted his head and looked at the man with an uneasy expression. After calling his name, he didn't speak, and he didn't let go of his hand.The impact he received during the day is enough for him to say a few words and write songs for several days. The violent beast in his heart hit the cage one after another, but he was overwhelmed by the few words Xuan Que said that night. no.

It's really like Monkey King, who has been suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years.

Smiling slightly, Jiang Chenyuan broke away from the held hand a little rudely, picked up the book on the coffee table and walked into the room without looking back.

Xuan Que looked at the closed door, the smile just now hurt his eyes.Li Xiao, who accompanied Nan Gongxiang for a while, approached him and said softly: "Although I don't know what happened to you two, you should solve it. I know you don't want the story to stop here, and I also He knows that you are different in his heart. Xuan Que, sometimes it is because you are different that you are severely injured."

Surprise flashed in Xuan Que's eyes, followed by a lot of thanks.

Li Xiao returned him an innocent smile and shrugged his shoulders: "Sometimes Qiao Sheng's words should not be taken seriously, his pleasure in life is to whine and meddle in his own business."

Everyone left quickly, Xuanque tidied up the messy living room at home, walked gently to Jiang Chenyuan's door, lightly touched the wooden board with his palm, and pressed his forehead against it: "Come back soon!" , my little fighting Buddha."

The afternoon passed quickly, and the night dyed the entire living room in a gloomy color, and the moonlight barely covered the two closed doors.

Jiang Chenyuan rolled impatiently on the bed. He finally couldn't bear the hunger, so he decided to go out to the kitchen to find something to eat.

As soon as he came out, Xuanque's room door opened in response. Jiang Chenyuan didn't even look at him, and walked straight towards the refrigerator, and the little tail behind him naturally followed.

There are still some tomatoes and a few eggs in the refrigerator, Jiang Chenyuan looks at these two things with satisfaction, everything is ready, the only thing he owes is noodles.

Then...there were no noodles at home, not even instant noodles.

Jiang Chenyuan raised his body with a dark face, the people behind him were already blushing from laughter, don't think he didn't hear Xuanque's muffled groan!This person just wants to see him make a fool of himself, childish!

He kept cursing in his heart, but put the water-soaked tomatoes and eggs back into the refrigerator without showing any signs of expression.

Xuan Que had seen enough, stepped forward to hold his hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't look for it."

Jiang Chenyuan was cursing in his heart, and was taken aback when he was pulled back. He didn't expect to have a warm part tonight.

Xuan Que felt his struggle, and felt bitter in his heart: "Jiang Chenyuan, it's my fault, don't do this."

When Jiang Chenyuan heard this, his nose was almost crooked. He is obviously a sharp-tongued person, so why can't he speak so much when facing him!Stepping into his minefield every time, he is a pioneer in demining.

"What about me! What do you say about me!" Jiang Chenyuan endured it for so long, but today he was defeated by this person with one sentence. He really lost in his hands. No, what do you think of me, if you don't like me, just tell me, I promise I will stay away from you and never let you see again... oh!"

All Jiang Chenyuan's words were swallowed into his throat, his eyes widened, the hand holding him gradually became hot, his lips were tightly held by the other, sucking and gnawing non-stop , Xuan Que stretched out his right hand to hold the back of his head, preventing him from escaping.

He licked his face punitively for a while, the tip of his tongue gently broke through his teeth, touching the soft tip of his tongue, both of them were shocked.Like oil meeting water, the kiss instantly changed from a temptation to a tongue-to-tongue struggle. In the end, Jiang Chenyuan, who had zero experience, was defeated, allowing the man to bully him with his lips and tongue, and put the mouth in his mouth. Every place was licked meticulously and domineeringly, and after leaving all his breath, he slowly withdrew from his lips, rubbing against his lips gently, his black pupils looked at the person below him His face was flushed, his eyes were full of spring, and his slightly parted lips breathed out bursts of panting, which made him want to kiss again.

Jiang Chenyuan was dizzy from the kiss, and at some point his hands were tightly grasping his chest, his legs and feet were so weak that he could barely stabilize himself by hanging on Xuan Que.

This is different from what he thought, what about sitting on the sofa and talking to each other to untie the knot? !How did it become a passionate short film! !

The man's hand on the back of his head rested on his chin along the curvature of his face, and he stretched out his thumb to gently press on his lower lip, his forehead was against his forehead, and his pure black pupils were full of desire to suck him away. Li Li stared into his eyes so hard that he had nowhere to escape.

"You can blame me for beating me, and have a cold war with me, but you absolutely must not admit that I love you."

Jiang Chenyuan opened his eyes slightly, as if to see the person in front of him clearly. Before he could ask anything, Xuan Que kissed him again with the strength to tear him apart. Jiang Chen After a long period of defeat, he finally found support on the sink.

He felt Xuan Que's uneasiness and cautiousness in this kiss.It was obviously a domineering kiss.

It was really a strange experience. The person who only knew his name today said he loved him, but he didn't know anything about the person who said he loved him.It's not the first time Jiang Chenyuan has been confessed to, his mentally handicapped cousin is one, but what did he say at the time?He said that even if he died, he would not be with him.Then he went to Tibet, where he thought he could find a place to hide himself.But there was none there, and later he felt that he had found a safe place where he could release his nature to the fullest, and there were even a group of like-minded people with him, who would not find him strange and showed great friendliness, so he gave himself The little indulgences pressed for a reason "real".But he still caused trouble for everyone, and this person told him that he exposed his little thoughts and made him feel ashamed and embarrassed.

Those words let others say that he would not have such an overactive reaction. He was so overwhelmed that Bara armed himself in the way he hated the most at the beginning, but this person, this person can’t do it, this person can’t do it... How could he? After putting on an appearance of tolerating himself to death, no matter how noisy he is, he stabbed himself so painfully, how could he not recognize his original appearance after he put on the mask, How could he... how could he...

Xuan Que kissed and tasted the salty and wet taste, left his lips in doubt and froze, Jiang Chenyuan cried, his face was covered with tears, Xuan Que wiped him with his hands at a loss, his mouth I was so flustered that I didn't know what I was talking about: "You... don't cry, it's okay if you don't like me, if you don't like me kissing you, I won't kiss you, don't cry, although I have no way not to like you but I try not to like you that much, do you think you don’t know me well enough to kiss you, my name is Mo Qu, it was my fault at the time, it was me who said it was serious, don’t you Get into a fight with me, okay, don't cry, I'm also sad if you don't talk, oh why do you cry more and more fiercely, don't cry baby..."

Jiang Chenyuan listened and cried more and more fiercely, as if he wanted to cry all the grievances of the past few days to this person, the feeling of being held in his arms made him feel at ease and miss him, this person is his, This person is his.

This grim man said he loved him because he was so flustered.

Xuan Que felt that the cry of the person in his arms gradually subsided and he also closed his mouth, he patted his back lightly.I never dreamed that kissing my beloved could make him cry, what a failure.

"You...you say it again." There was a muffled voice in his arms, Xuanque froze for a moment, but soon realized what Jiang Chenyuan was saying.

"I love you."

Jiang Chenyuan was so ashamed that even the tips of his ears turned red, he tightened his grip on his back, and let out a barely audible "hmm".

Xuan Que couldn't believe his ears, his love seemed to come suddenly, and it directly crossed the entanglement of gender, and it was like that.

Jiang Chenyuan waited for a long time without waiting for a response, and raised his head impatiently to see what happened, but he saw a face smiling like a fool, and slapped Xuan Que softly on the face: "Clean up quickly!" Pack up and go out to eat, I'm starving to death!"

Seeing his stern face and red ears, Xuan Que couldn't help laughing again, and went out with his soft little paws.

The sun was shining brightly that day, the unmelted snow on the snow-capped mountains was dazzling under the sun, and the colorful flags fluttered in the wind. Rinpoche was wearing a Tibetan robe and sitting on a futon, twirling Buddhist beads in his hand, beside Jiang Chen who was lying on the ground and rolling Rinpoche raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "The ground is dirty."

"But you don't dislike it."

"Many people dislike it."

"But you don't dislike it."

Jiang Chenyuan lay on the ground, staring at Rinpoche intently.

Rinpoche covered his eyes with the hand that was not holding the prayer beads, as if he was experiencing a great struggle in his heart: "I'm already sixty years old..."

Jiang Chenyuan's veins bulged: "Fuck you! Does the Bodhisattva know that you are old and disrespectful!"

"Bodhisattva knows you're swearing."

Jiang Chenyuan: "..."

The room was silent again. After a long time, Rinpoche's wise tone sounded again: "Your eyes see beauty, but your heart sees suffering. Your soul is full of fear and anxiety, and your life is full of turmoil. And brave, you are not suitable to be the Avalokitesvara who can transform the misery in the world, but you are a monk who can break through the lies. Fate will eventually know."

Holding Mo Qu's hand and walking in the evening breeze, Jiang Chenyuan once again dreamed of that quiet afternoon and that peaceful and peaceful place.

The first hometown was given to the tomb of his parents, the second hometown was given to Rinpoche, and the third hometown... Jiang Chenyuan shook the slender skin in his hand, and he felt that he wanted to try it.

"Go to experience in the world of mortals, and you will know whether it is a calamity or a fate."

The author has something to say: the random update has caused trouble for everyone, there will probably be a side story, but I don’t know when it will be written, I just want to write some rapper’s daily life, but the battle line is too long and I still haven’t written As I thought, Fanwaili will explain everything that was not clearly explained in the article, such as Zhang Xiuyuan, and Jiang Chenyuan's past, just update with fate... Thank you for watching!