[Starry KRAY] Jacaranda

He didn't eat well either, so he couldn't drag him out to find clues anymore.

But Chu He couldn't keep things in his mind, and Wan Qifeng noticed his little entanglement of worrying about the country and the people that was about to scratch the wall.

Wan Qifeng went to the bathroom to wash his face, he was refreshed, his bangs were wet with water, and he stopped beside Chu He who was sitting beside the bed, who was wondering what he was thinking, and asked softly, "What are you thinking?" Woolen cloth?"

Chu He was in a trance just now, and didn't notice that it was Wan Qifeng who was asking himself, and replied without raising his head in a daze: "How can I go out without being discovered by the boss."

Wan Qifeng's laughter brought Chu He back to his senses in an instant. After realizing what he said, Chu He covered his mouth with both hands, his cheeks flushed.

"I'm sorry, boss, I didn't mean it. I..."

Wan Qifeng rubbed Chu He's hair, and took Chu He's thin coat aside, "The wind is still a bit cold at night, put it on, don't freeze."

"This is?"

"Go out and find clues."

"Boss, are you not tired?"

"Change your mouth."

"Ah?" Chu He followed Wan Qifeng's footsteps, and asked cautiously, "What change?"

The room of the two of them was not photographed. Tonight, the two of them did not call the staff when they were looking for clues. Wan Qifeng did not expect to find any clues in one night, and if any clues were found, if they were not photographed, then Chu He Naturally, there are fewer shots and they are not coherent.

He just wanted to take Chu He out for a walk. He didn't fool him when he said in the car that he wanted to take him around, but Chu He was actually nervous being in the same room with him, and he could tell.

"Either call me Wanqifeng, or call me Brother Feng. I changed it before, why have I changed it back now? You choose yourself, it depends."

Chu He changed his words obediently, and was dragged by Wan Qifeng to go shopping in the snack street.

Wan Qifeng actually didn't expect that the real opportunity for Chu He to no longer be alienated from him turned out to be a bunch of roast sausages.

The shop that sells grilled sausages is not big, and it has various flavors, and the smell of each flavor makes people drool.

The big roast sausage is as thick as three fingers and the length of an adult's palm. The meat is very fresh, and there will be juice inside after being roasted.Grilled sausage skewers are placed on bamboo skewers in boxes the size of takoyaki.Topped with various sauces, not to mention how delicious it is.

Chu He ordered a Japanese-style teriyaki flavor. In addition to the sand tea sauce, he asked the boss to put yellow mustard sauce on it, and finally sprinkled seaweed and bonito flakes on it. He Guang swallowed twice just looking at it.

Wan Qifeng saw that Chu He liked it, so he bought him a corn-flavored one. Chu He had a grilled sausage in each hand, and he ate happily, and he was not so restrained in front of Wan Qifeng.

"Brother Feng, what do you want to eat? I invite you."

Wan Qifeng took the milk tea packed by the clerk, turned around and said with a smile: "You just eat tonight, your boss is rich."

How do you think of playing this song?

Wu Yifan turned on the screen all morning and didn't see any reaction from Zhang Yixing. When he was learning to make mooncakes with his master, he was taught a few words because his hands were too clumsy.

Wu Yifan felt depressed, Zhang Yixing definitely secretly laughed at him, he saw it.

Afterwards, Wu Yifan also took a break from being a monster, except for the lunchtime lunch, there was almost no communication between him and Zhang Yixing.

Although he didn't say a few words to Zhang Yixing, he listened to the conversation between the pastry chef and Zhang Yixing with his ears up all the time, although usually the pastry chef was pulling Zhang Yixing to talk.

……

When teaching mooncakes——

"The strength of your hand is stronger, and it can be smaller."

"Yes, I said you have spirituality."

"It looks like you can cook normally, how are you doing?"

"Knowing how to cook is pretty good. Now some kids can't even tell the difference between sugar and salt. You're doing really well."

Zhang Yixing pursed his lips and smiled, a little embarrassed, Wu Yifan slandered him, he could blush, his face is made of glutinous rice paper, right?

While slandering him, Wu Yifan did not forget to adjust the strength and strength of his hands. Although he is clumsy, he is not stupid, so he is stealing from his teacher.

……

During the lunch break—

"Oh, you child eat too little. You are also working hard. Can you usually have enough food?"

"It's better for you, kid. Eating is eating. My kid plays with his mobile phone every day while eating."

Listening to the pastry chef praising Zhang Yixing's eating habits in a serious manner, Wu Yifan's face was tense, and he ate without changing his expression, while the hand that was about to reach for the phone retracted silently.

……

At the end of the day, Wu Yifan was also very tired. Although the pastry chef didn't say anything to him, he always felt like the naughty son that the pastry chef said he was a bit middle school, clumsy and addicted to the Internet, and Zhang Yixing was the neighbor next door The child of someone else's family is white and clean, not mischievous and polite, and is good everywhere.

When he was about to leave, the pastry chef took out a small notebook and a pen from nowhere, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Yixing, can I sign my uncle's name?"

Zhang Yixing can chat well with the pastry chef. He also knows that although the pastry chef is a bit nagging, he has a good heart. Even at lunch, the pastry chef specifically told him to have breakfast, saying that young people nowadays don’t like it. After breakfast, the stomach is too prone to trouble.

"Of course you can!"

Zhang Yixing took the pen and notebook, and after writing his signature, he drew a cartoon head with curly hair beside him.

"Well, my son is your fan. He really likes your songs. Let's take a photo with uncle again, okay?"

"Okay, this is also the first time I know that I have male fans, oops, I'm still a little embarrassed."

Wu Yifan watched Zhang Yixing's ear tips turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, that well-behaved and cute appearance gradually coincided with his in high school, and Wu Yifan felt that why did he still have to compete with him?

I am really exhausted.

"How about I help you take pictures."

Wu Yifan walked over, took the mobile phone from the pastry chef, and after focusing it, took a few photos in succession for the chef to choose.

Only then did the pastry chef realize that Wu Yifan is also Shidi, but unfortunately he doesn't watch TV dramas on weekdays. His impression of Wu Yifan is that this guy is quite handsome, he needs to be tall, but his hands are a bit clumsy. If it wasn't for the program team coming to communicate , the pastry chef may also know that he is a star.

After thanking the pastry chef, he returned to the back kitchen. Wu Yifan and Zhang Yixing took the nanny car back to the small villa.

When Zhang Yixing and Wu Yifan returned to the small villa of the program group, they saw the raw materials for making mooncakes on the table.

"This is..." Zhang Yixing rummaged through all kinds of flour and ingredients for the usual fillings, "Are they going to empty the supermarket?"

Wu Yifan walked over, moved all the things on the table to the kitchen, came out and caught a glimpse of the piano in the corner of the living room.

"They are also very efficient. I don't know where I got this piano."

Zhang Yixing followed Wu Yifan's gaze to a corner of the living room, and he saw a white piano.Although it is not a world-renowned brand, Zhang Yixing still feels quite satisfied after the audition.

He has just washed his hands, his hands are fair and slender, and his nails are round and clean. At this time, he took off his outer shirt and only wore a simple white T-shirt with ripped jeans. appearance.

--clean.

Wu Yifan leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, folded his arms and listened to Zhang Yixing's music.

"Why do you want to play this song?"

"I'm used to it, I'm too lazy to change it."

The first time Wu Yifan heard Zhang Yixing play this piece was at a high school music festival.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is becoming more and more slender and tall. Zhang Yixing, who is tall but not fat, is like a small green bamboo after the rain, with tenderness and freshness, appearing crisply on the stage.

A white shirt, jeans, and a pair of clean white sneakers. Her hair was deliberately combed, and her black bangs slanted over her eyebrows and eyes.

At that time, Wu Yifan's impression of Zhang Yixing was nothing more than two words.

--clean.

But these two words, no matter where they are placed, are enough to be highly praised.

The second time Wu Yifan heard Zhang Yixing play this piece was at Zhang Yixing's home, just the two of them, Wu Yifan was still cheating at the time, saying that from now on, he would only play this piece for me, okay?

Zhang Yixing thumped Wu Yifan's shoulder, laughing at him being domineering, even this had to be marked.Just when Wu Yifan thought that Zhang Yixing would not agree, Zhang Yixing said that he would only play for you after that.

When I was young, the loves were overbearing and straightforward, and the vows I said in my mouth would be engraved with eternal labels.But it was because it was at the purest and most romantic age that many foolish thoughts could be conceived for the person he loves.

Wu Yifan has to admit that Zhang Yixing at that time had honey in his dimples and eyes.

And this time, Wu Yifan listened to this piano piece for the third time.

This is also the second time Zhang Yixing played this piece when it was just the two of them.

Of course, Wu Yifan will no longer narcissistically think that Zhang Yixing only played it for him.

Wu Yifan watched Zhang Yixing walking towards the kitchen, shook his head, followed up, and called out, "Let me help you."

That piece of music lingered in Wu Yifan's mind for a long time, and Wu Yifan felt that the word lingering sound was not an exaggeration.

As a complete layman in music, all the piano pieces Wu Yifan knows are all played by Zhang Yixing for him.

□□ Butterflies, life and dreams.

He especially likes this one, "Blessed Lovers".

kinda handsome

Wu Yifan followed Zhang Yixing to work in the kitchen, Zhang Yixing naturally had no objection, not to mention, he also needs a helper now.

When Chu He called back just now, he and Wan Qifeng had already got off the expressway and would be back soon.

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