Dust's Perjury

Lin Sha's New Year's Eve dinner was rarely peaceful.

He tried his best to treat each other with courtesy, but still rejected Zhang Yifeng's concern, and went upstairs in the wheelchair alone.

While waiting bored in the elevator, I realized that there were a lot of Wu Chen's news on my phone.

In addition to the popularity of new songs and appearances in the Spring Festival Gala, there are also rumors of playing big names in the background.

Lin Sha cares and clicks to enter.

It was an entertainment blogger's so-called internal news, saying that Wu Chen was bossy at the backstage of the Spring Festival Gala, and left after arguing with his manager.

Lin Sha refreshed Wu Chen's homepage again, and carefully noticed that the new song that was originally sent at [-]:[-] was changed to [-]:[-].

Is it...

The elevator dinged.

He immediately dialed Wu Chen's phone number, but the other party didn't answer.

Thinking about it, I was really worried. After frowning, I had no choice but to turn the wheelchair and go downstairs again.

But Wu Chen, who was still angry, was driving around the streets.

To do this special job, I am not afraid of fatigue and occasionally go against my will.

But he still hates being manipulated the most, let alone taking advantage of others.

Talent is not worthy of fame, so work hard.

Why do we have to take the so-called shortcut?

The phone in the coat kept ringing, causing the temperature of the machine to rise.

Wu Chen was driving on the side of the road, annoyed to take it out.

Sure enough, many companies called, with the names of parents and Lin Sha mixed in.

It's a bit ashamed to say it.

There is a sense of shame about stealing from others.

But you have to face it no matter what

Wu Chen hesitated for a moment before dialing back, and said in an embarrassing tone, "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry..."

Lin Sha was anxious: "Where are you?"

Wu Chen said, "It's not there."

Lin Sha on the phone seemed to be sighing: "I have something to say face to face."

Wu Chen vaguely heard a few car horns, and worried: "Teacher...are you outside?"

Lin Sha: "Well, what else? I have to find you, right?"

Wu Chen became anxious again: "Send me the address, and I'll go there now."

Drifting in the cold wind pushing a wheelchair in Dali, the feeling is really unbearable.

Lin Sha's hands were frozen stiff, and every breath he took was the white air that blurred the way ahead.

He knew Wu Chen's upright personality very well, and he was most afraid of that guy doing something wrong impulsively, so he didn't feel at ease going home at all.

Fortunately, Wu Chen, who was missing, finally arrived in a car in a hurry, and slid down the window to call Han: "Teacher Lin!"

Lin Sha, who was full of worry, froze for a moment, then smiled.

That smile is just like spring flowers blooming on a cold winter night.

Wu Chen was even more upset, put on a mask and got out of the car, looked around to make sure there was no one around, then approached uncomfortably and asked, "You are looking for me... for the new song?"

Lin Sha asked back: "Otherwise? Did you quarrel with the company? If it's a signature issue, it's really unnecessary. Su Qiu had already greeted me, and I agreed."

"Why did you agree?! Did they put pressure on you?" Seeing that Lin Sha didn't misunderstand him, Wu Chen felt a little better: "The teacher helped me to change the song, and you are also the creator, so joint signatures are only natural. "

Lin Sha still smiled slightly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Wu Chen slowly squatted in front of Lin Sha: "It's not that I understand other people's thoughts, but I can't behave like this."

Lin Sha said warmly: "But you have to admit that everyone doesn't follow the rules but you have to abide by them. It is unavoidable that it is out of date. This kind of industry that competes desperately is going backwards if it is not moving forward crazily."

"I also want to be successful in my career. I don't need a company to create public opinion. I don't have to post pictures every time I open Weibo. I want to have my own work, keep my back straight, and speak loudly... I am looking forward to all of these! Wu Chen insisted: "But I—"

Lin Sha suddenly touched his wind-blown hair: "Then work hard to do it? Become a strong man with unquestionable abilities, and then such things will never happen again. It's really unnecessary to Give me that name at the moment, I just understand your work, and support it a little technically, it belongs to you, and I also have something I want to write, and I will support you a little when you really become Wu superstar I'm not too late."

Hearing his heartfelt words, Wu Chen fell silent.

Lin Sha said: "Go and contact the company, everyone treats you well, even if you have different ideas, you have to learn to be grateful."

"Mr. Lin, why are you being so nice to me?" Wu Chen couldn't help asking.

Lin Sha didn't answer.

Looking at his handsome face in the dark, Wu Chen faintly realized that maybe he was right, but... some feelings were so far from the past, that he didn't know how to deal with them for a moment.

Fortunately, Lin Sha came to his senses and changed the subject: "Let's go, I'm too cold."

"Then I'll take you home first." Wu Chen immediately pushed the wheelchair: "I will work hard in that direction, you have to continue to accompany me."

Lin Sha looked back apprehensively.

Wu Chen smiled: "I saw a fortune-teller on the show two months ago, saying that I would meet a noble person recently, so it turned out to be the teacher."

As he spoke, he parked the wheelchair beside the car, and hugged Lin Sha as usual.

But accidentally touched his hand, but was shrunk by the ice, and asked nervously: "Teacher, why are you so frozen?"

It's nonsense on a windy day with seven or eight degrees below zero.

Wu Chen was very frustrated: "I'm sorry, I will definitely not lose contact in the future."

Lin Sha sat on the passenger seat and raised his head. In fact, he wanted to ask Wu Chen why he was so close to him. With his worth, he wouldn't be able to treat everyone like a spring breeze, right?

Although this time it was a small mess again, fortunately Musie dealt with it in a timely manner, and Wu Chen "discovered his conscience" when he returned to the company to communicate clearly with his colleagues, and finally explained the reason for deleting Weibo on the grounds that "the sound quality of the first MV is not good". Behavior, please ask Sina to restore the data, and everything will be settled.

After finishing work, it was late at night, and Mr. Wu finally found time to go home and get together with relatives and friends playing mahjong.

After eating the fresh shrimp dumplings made by the nanny, the sky turned pale.

The snow outside the villa was so clean that it glowed, and he stood by the window to admire it. .

The nanny brought hot tea: "Xiaochen, drink some ginseng tea. There are many people who have been sick due to the flu virus recently."

After Wu Chen took it, he suddenly thought of Lin Sha, and ordered, "Pack two boxes of dumplings and side dishes for me. I have to go out, hurry up."

The nanny has been in his family for many years, and her hands and feet are very dexterous. Hearing the words, he immediately obeyed.

Recently, there are so many commutes to and from Lin Sha's house that even the security guards recognize Wu Chen's low-key car.

It was only six o'clock when he took the elevator to the upper floor. He played with his mobile phone in the corridor for a while, and waited until the sun had risen outside before pressing the doorbell impatiently.

As a result, no one answered.

Wu Chen was a little worried, so he could only bite the bullet and call him.

He could vaguely hear the phone ringing through the door, but Lin Sha didn't respond.

ahhh-

It's not really sick, is it?

Wu Chen hurriedly lowered his head to search for the locksmith's phone number.

Fortunately, the phone was connected at this time.

Lin Sha's voice was weak: "Hello..."

"Ms. Lin, I brought you dumplings, are you okay?" Wu Chen asked immediately.

"Hmm..." After Lin Sha answered like this, there was no sound.

"Are you sick? What's wrong?" Wu Chen said, "If you can't get up, I'll find someone to break the door. I can't let you suffer at home."

Lin Sha said weakly: "3587...password..."

Wu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, immediately unlocked the combination lock and opened the door to enter.

He was right to be worried, Lin Sha lay on the bed without even taking off his sweater last night, his lips were pale, his cheeks were flushed, and his skin was terribly hot.

Wu Chen stretched out his hand to touch it: "Are you okay?"

The truth is of course not good.

Wu Chen, who had figured out the situation, didn't bother anymore, and immediately supported him to lie flat and covered him with a quilt, then called a doctor he knew well, boiled water, and looked for medicine, and he calmed down after tossing for a while.

Lin Sha, who knew nothing, fell into a coma.

While waiting for the doctor, Wu Chen leaned against the bed and flipped through Weibo in boredom.

Paparazzi are always everywhere.

A hot search unexpectedly showed a sneak shot of him meeting Lin Sha last night, the content of which was to speculate about the song deal.

Wu Chen curled his lips and raised his hand to repost, "What nonsense, don't destroy our relationship between master and apprentice."

Then it comes with a doge expression.

Maybe Wang Zhi woke up and saw that he had a myocardial infarction again?

But Wu Chen, who responded without authorization, was getting tired of obeying him, or since the incident last night, he already had a heart of "betrayal".

This is true of people and people, people and things.

Different road non-phase plan.

Wu Chen took a deep breath, turned around and looked back at the sleeping Lin Sha.

He was worried, hesitant, and had all kinds of messy thoughts in his head, but because of the close company at this moment, he was inexplicably happy.