Idol and I are the hottest in the whole network [Entertainment]

After a long period of training by the Chinese teacher, the students in Class [-] and [-] of senior high school are very good at reading comprehension, such as those words after the power amplifier.

"Then please, everyone, help me take good care of Xie Zhi." This sentence was for my roommate.

"I'll be back soon." This sentence was definitely not meant for roommates.

Ha ha.

The roommates finally saw it through - what was the president's show of affection? ? ? ?It's nothing more than a person carrying a bag of dog food to sprinkle a little bit.

Yan Si and Xie Zhi are really different!That is a fully automatic, high-frequency, sugar-sprinkling machine blessed by modern AI? ? ? ?

After the roommates exchanged several glances with each other, they replied tearfully: "Boss, don't worry."

"We will take good care of him."

"I guarantee that when you come back, he will definitely have a full beard and a full tail, and he has gained weight."

Yan Si's laughter came from there again, and he said, "Thank you."

Everyone: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Yan Si said again: "Okay, the hands-free can be turned off."

Xie Zhi stretched out his hand, pressed the lit speakerphone until it was turned off, and when he held the phone to his ear again, his favorite voice lingered in his right ear again.

"Go to bed early." Yan Si whispered into the phone while watching the night view of the city passing by outside the window.

Xie Zhi: "Okay."

Yan Si: "Wait for me to come back."

Xie Zhi: "Okay."

Yan Si was sitting by the window of the RV, and the car was driving on the highway, only a small piece of light was shining in the distance, it was the light of this city that stubbornly refused to sleep forever.

Yan Si looked at the small piece of light, his heart moved slightly, and he said, "Keep thinking about me."

Xie Zhi held the phone loosely and tightly with his fingers, and finally replied: "Okay."

Yan Si laughed again: "Say good night."

Xie Zhi: "Good night."

Yan Si: "Then, hang up the phone."

Xie Zhi: "..."

Xie Zhi: "You hang up."

Xie Zhi didn't want to hang up on Yan Si's phone. What he disliked the most was the sudden silence inside after being hung up by others.

Therefore, he didn't want Yan Si to experience it either.

Yan Si: "No."

Yan Si: "I won't hang up the phone - only when I'm on the phone with you."

Yan Si: "Hurry up and hang up, I'll call you again tomorrow."

After Yan Si said so, Xie Zhi could only hold his hands in his hands. He turned on the hands-free first, listened to Yan Si's soft breathing inside, took a deep breath, then stretched out his fingers, and pressed the hook button. broken.

The phone was very sensitive, almost the moment he pressed it, he exited the phone interface and returned to the empty phone desktop.

Xie Zhi held his phone and stood there with his head down, the hair on the top of his head looked very lonely.

The roommate who was still complaining about dog food just now felt that Xie Zhi was a little pitiful, and was just about to go up to pat Xie Zhi when he heard his cell phone ding-dong.

Xie Zhi's expression brightened instantly.

Xie Zhi quickly clicked on WeChat, and saw that the person who was on the phone with him half a minute ago sent a photo.

The photo was taken on an ipad screen, and above it is a table, which is divided into four columns. The first column is the date, the second column is the content of the program, the third column is whether it is live broadcast or not, and the fourth column is the specific time.

Spanning one month, this is the advance arrangement of all the programs that will be broadcast and the materials that will be launched next month.

Xie Zhi hurriedly saved the picture, and the next moment, Yan Si sent a new message.

Four: [Have you received it? 】

Xiao Zhi: [Received. 】

Four: [This is the specific content of "Keep Missing Me", understand? 】

Xiao Zhi: [Understood. 】

Four: [Find time to watch by yourself, at least on par with variety shows, and I'll test you when I come back. 】

Xiaozhi: [Okay. 】

Although he only typed a key on the keyboard to send it, in fact, Xie Zhi's expression was already flying. He stood on the spot, holding the phone in his hand, and looked at the few messages repeatedly, revealing a smile that he couldn't hide.

Shen Feiyu, who was about to touch his head just now, withdrew his hand, and almost couldn't hold back his tears.

Don't feel sorry for Xie Zhi anymore!It's clearly us single dogs, the most pitiful ones!

For Xie Zhi, there are three most important tasks in December, first, to write the script, second, to update the code, and third, to miss Yan Si.

For Yan Si, there are three most important tasks in December, first, to chat with Xie Zhi, second, to chat with Xie Zhi, and third, to hold a concert.

Yes, Turnon will hold a concert in mid-December.

Although the development strategy of Turnon's entire team is to do separate activities, they actually have a lot of group fans, so there must be several combined concerts every year to meet the growing needs of fans to "look at them".

So, after recording the two announcements, there were no other arrangements for this month. Yan Si flew to City B, returned to the dormitory where he had not seen for a long time, and received a warm welcome from the members.

Wang Ping: "Comrades! Duck! It's his bag, do you see it! Grab it!"

As soon as Yan Si pushed the door open, he saw Wang Ping, the dog, jumping up from the sofa, pointing at the canvas bag that Yan Si bought recently when he went abroad, and ordered other members who hadn't returned to the dormitory for a long time to grab it.

Bi Fang: "I see! Duck!"

Zhou Qixuan: "Down with Yan Si and grab the bag!"

The members were excited, got up from the sofa in an instant, and rushed towards Yan Si like a city surrounded by zombies.

Some passed over the back of the sofa, while others crawled across the ground, and all of them ran directly to him by sprinting.

Several hands reached out to the blue and white cloth bag that Yan Si was carrying on his back at the same time. Seeing that the white and beautiful fingers of the idols were about to touch Yan Si's bag, they heard a sneer at the same time.

Yan Si sneered, turned slightly to one side: "Try a move?"

Everyone's hands froze.

Yan Si: "Tomorrow I will send the chef away."

Everyone looked at Yan Si helplessly.

Yan Si: "Then cook for yourself."

! ! ! !If you cook by yourself, what's wrong with that? ? ? ?

The fingers that were about to move just now retracted instantly, and everyone held hands together, hand in hand, heart to heart.

Bi Fang: "Ahaha, I was joking with you. How could I touch your bag?"

Zhou Qixuan: "That's right, this is just the way brothers greet each other warmly."

Bai Yi'an: "It's not, it's not, it's not to let others pay the price of losing their jobs."

Wang Ping, the dog-headed military strategist, followed at the end, mourning his misfortune, and angrily watching the idols in the team who were brilliant on the bright side but actually cowardly, sighed heavily, and almost jumped.

Wang Ping: "Don't listen to him!! He is a paper tiger!"

Bi Fang hurried over and covered Wang Ping's mouth with his hand: "Don't dare to talk nonsense, don't dare to talk nonsense-yellow-mouthed children, talk without intention!"

Wang Ping, whose mouth and nose were covered, almost rolled his eyes, exhausted all his strength to rub member A's phone down, even if Wang Ping was nailed to the coffin board, he still had to make his own voice: "Don't be afraid of him! !! Yan Si knows how to cook, he has learned more than a dozen dishes for the monitor!"

Bi Fang, who was covering Wang Ping's mouth just now, suddenly put down his hand, including the one who was still kneeling and standing upright next to Yan Si, all of them froze.

Everyone looked at Yan Si in disbelief, as if they were not looking at Yan Si, but watching a sow climbing a tree and a dinosaur swimming in the Himalayas.

Bo Yi'an knelt on the ground, cautiously: "You... really know how to cook?"

Yan Si took off his shoes and put on slippers: "Well, yes, any questions?"

Except for Wang Ping, all the staff sucked in a mouthful of Liangpi—oh no, cold air.

After Yan Si changed his shoes, he walked straight into the living room. After a while, Zhou Qixuan, who was standing upright behind him, let out a faint moan of his own: "Yan Si can cook...it's like an orangutan turning into a human. It's terrifying. too much……"

Yan Si, who was more frightening than the orangutan turning into a human, walked slowly to the sofa and sat down, first glanced at Wang Ping, who had a bad mouth and a bad brain, and then lifted his bag.

Yan Si: "Do you want to see them all?"

Everyone: "Don't dare to think, don't dare to think."

Yan Si: "If you want to see it, bring a handkerchief over here and tidy up this coffee table."

Right in front of Yan Si, there is a coffee table full of healthy snacks like cucumber, milk, chicken breast, and dried fruit. Although the snacks are healthy, if they are piled up in a mess, it doesn't mean that at all.

Hearing Yan Si's words, everyone hurried over, clearing the table and taking the handkerchief.

After everyone cleaned up, they sat around the coffee table and looked at Yan Si eagerly.

Yan Si pulled up his sleeves, stretched out his hand, wiped the table, raised his hand to see - "There is water".

Yan Si handed Wang Ping his hand.

Wang Ping was absent-minded and patted his hand.

Yan Si: "...Give me a piece of paper."

Wang Ping said to Bi Fang next to him, "Give him a piece of paper."

Yan Si: "I mean you."

Wang Ping: "He meant you."

After Wang Ping finished speaking to the air, he suddenly found that almost everyone was silently watching him.

Only then did Wang Ping come to his senses, pointed to his nose, and asked, "Me?"

Everyone nodded.

It was too difficult for the group to bully Wang Ping, so he stood up, threw a pack of napkins to the group Chong Yan Si, and cursed: "Son, I know how to get your father off."

Yan Si took out a napkin, wiped the table carefully, then threw the wiped napkin to Wang Ping, then took his bag off his shoulder and placed it in the center of the coffee table.

The canvas bag with blue and white pattern opened the zipper and pulled out a small bamboo flute, which was obediently placed beside the strap of the bag. At first glance, both items were very ordinary.

"This one was bought by the squad leader on the mountain and given to me." Yan Si introduced the bamboo flute.

"Wow!" Everyone except Wang Ping.

"This one was made for me by the monitor in art class."

"Wow——" everyone except Wang Ping spoke for the second time.

When Yan Si said something, a few people uttered wow, like elementary school students who have never seen the world.

Ji Zeyang opened the door and came in, and what he saw was the continuous "wow" in his ears. When he walked to the coffee table, Ji Zeyang took a condescending look, his head grew big.

... This love is deeply rooted, how will the public relations be publicized?

Just forget about it.

"Kids." Ji Zeyang said, "It's time for training, so get ready."

The time for retreat training always passed quickly, more than ten days flew by, and soon, the day of the concert was brought.

After placing pig heads in the parking lot of the concert, lighting incense, and praying from all directions, everyone went backstage to put on makeup.

Wang Ping checked Weibo while doing his hair.

Just as Yan Si was about to send a message to Xie Zhi, he heard a swear word from Wang Ping.

Wang Ping squeezed the phone, zoomed in on the picture with two fingers, looked at it once in disbelief, clicked on another one, and looked at it again: "Fuck."

Yan Si glanced at Wang Ping from the corner of his eye, and said calmly: "Wang Ping, you must always remember that you are an idol, can idols swear? No."

Wang Ping lifted his face from the phone, and looked at Yan Si blankly: "? I'm an idol of swearing, aren't my fans used to it?"

I've been with someone like Xie Zhi who is civilized, elegant and good at Chinese for a long time, and I forgot that you are a swearing idol.

Yan Si glanced at Wang Ping and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Yan Si was about to end the topic, but Wang Ping didn't want to. He handed the phone to Yan Si, and the anti-spy screen worked, and it was black all the way.

"Look at this, I just saw someone post this in the topic of our concert on Weibo." Wang Ping said.

Yan Si looked at the darkness, really didn't know what to look at.

Yan Si: "I said..."

Just when Yan Si was about to question Wang Ping, Wang Ping's mobile phone was finally handed over to a suitable angle, and the black screen of the mobile phone began to brighten.

I saw an enlarged photo that gradually became clear with Wang Ping's explanation.

Wang Ping said, "Did you see that? Xiao Xiaoxiao is at the concert."

Yan Si looked at the screen, the well-dressed Xiao Xiaoxiao who was clearly prepared, nodded, and cursed: "Fuck."

At this moment, Xie Zhi secretly turned on the live broadcast, only to see the camera turn around and give Xiao Xiaoxiao a big close-up.

For a while, Xie Zhi didn't recognize that it was Xiao Xiaoxiao—to tell the truth, Xie Zhi was a bit face-blind, except for Yan Si of Turnon, and Wang Ping was not much different from the orangutan.

So Xie Zhi just glanced at the close-up, and felt that the girl was still pretty, so he pressed the mobile phone that was still playing in the auditorium under the draft paper, and continued to pretend to be his good student.

Xie Zhi did two math problems. Hearing that the airpods hanging under his hair hadn't announced the start of the show, he couldn't bear it anymore. He took out another mobile phone and opened Weibo.

The page is still in the circle of friends, click on it, and it will automatically refresh. The first Weibo is a close-up screenshot of Xiao Xiaoxiao just now, adding fans to complain.

Moments of friends: [Wow, Xiao Xiaoxiao is amazing, last time the scenes were all cut out, and he went to the concert with the cheek, absolutely, really absolutely. 】

Moments of friends: [Is this going to carry the post back to the end? 】

Xie Zhi looked at the photo with a dazed face, only to find that the good-looking girl who appeared just now was actually Xiao Xiaoxiao, and Xiao Xiaoxiao...was deleted from Yan Si's program ?

Xie Zhi looked back in a daze, and found that in the next few issues, Xiao Xiaoxiao did not seem to be there.

Xie Zhi couldn't remember much either. When he recalled the show, the only thing he could think of was Yan Si's performance.

After Xie Zhi posted a few circles of friends, he finally decided to post one himself.

Hold on to this: I haven't seen brother Yan Si on stage for a long time, so I miss him who shines brightly on stage.

A Weibo message was sent out, and the Weibo reminder came immediately.

【Carnival commented on your Weibo】

Xie Zhi opened the comment:

Comments: [Xiao Zhi is big! ! !What have you been up to lately? ? ? ?Why is it not even updated? ? ? 】

Comments: [Catch Xiao Zhi Da Da, Xiao Zhi Da Da, did Ning forget to go home after participating in the [-]th anniversary?How long has it been since it was updated? ? ? 】

Comments: [Now that Ning is online, can I make a wish tonight? Can Yan accompany me to sleep? 】

Comments: [Xiao Zhida is online, what are you urging, urging, urging, urging! !Listen to me, the reminder must be accurate!Xiao Zhi Da Da - I want to watch the campus class, sweet, do you remember my request? ? ? 】

After being urged by fans, Xie Zhi remembered that he hadn't posted a post for a long time.

There was still some output before and after the women's clothing, and when I thought I had become Yan Si's obstacle, I just murmured for a few days. Later, although I reconciled with Yan Si, I was busy with cultural festivals and writing scripts, but I didn't have time to write an article.

I have been playing with the trumpet.

Trumpet, how, how happy.

Xie Zhi looked at these comments and really wanted to reply to one received, but he put his phone on his lap and looked at it for a long time, Xie Zhi still closed the comment box he wanted to comment on.

He took out his precious book with wrong titles from the bookend, Xie Zhi turned to the back, and wrote more than a dozen pages of the b5 format book in dense handwriting, with several different colors of pens in the middle to approve the drawing. Obviously changed and changed.

Xie Zhi stroked these words, took out his mobile phone, opened Momo, clicked into a file called Script 4.0, read a few lines in a hurry, took a screenshot, blurred it, and saved it to the gallery.

Xie Zhi clicked on Weibo, uploaded the picture, and after a while, posted a new Weibo.

Hold on to this: [Sorry, I have a very important work to write recently. This may be the most important creation in my life, so... I have to wait a little longer. 】

While Xie Zhi was posting on Weibo, Yan Si's cell phone was put aside at the backstage of the turnon concert, and he was arguing with Ji Zeyang.

Yan Si: "Can't we just drive Xiao Xiaoxiao out?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao was really annoying, like a piece of dog skin plaster.

Ji Zeyang analyzed Xiao Xiaoxiao's tactics, and felt that he could no longer offend Yan Si after offending Yan Si to such an extent, so he just went all out, came to the concert, and continued to buy hot searches.

Ambiguity can be said to be a strict gift, at least it can gain some popularity.

Ji Zeyang really wanted to drive Xiao Xiaoxiao out, but in this way...

Ji Zeyang: "No, it's too much of a fight, and it will make it appear that you care about her."

Yan Si: "I care about her?"

Ji Zeyang: "It just seems—you think, why can't you even tolerate people coming to your concert? When people sell badly, it will be yellow mud sticking to the crotch, isn't it..."

Wang Ping was eating a boxed lunch. Hearing the manager's handsome remarks, he almost spit out his meal.

As a top group bully, Wang Ping raised a hand tremblingly: "Brother, we are idol groups, can we not use such down-to-earth allusions?"

Ji Zeyang was kind, and shrugged his shoulders at Yan Si.

Yan Si didn't expect this matter to be so difficult, he frowned: "What exactly does she want to do???"

Ji Zeyang: "I'm afraid I just posted you."

Yan Si: "So, I have nothing to do with her?"

Ji Zeyang: "I can announce at the end of the concert that there will be no free tickets this time."

Ji Zeyang: "In the future, I will also ruthlessly drive her out of the group, but generally speaking this time..."

Ji Zeyang means, you have to bear with it.

Yan Si closed his eyes, and opened them after a while, revealing an astonishing cunning.

"Forget it." Yan Si suddenly became amiable, "Don't bother with her."

Ji Zeyang: "...what do you want to do?"

There must be demons in every case. Ji Zeyang has followed Yan Si for a long time, and he has never discovered that he has such integrity as magnanimity.

Yan Si smiled slightly, more kindly: "I don't do anything."

Yan Si: "I just want to add a paragraph in the solo session, and I just want to talk to the squad leader. Brother, don't you disagree?"

To be honest, Ji Zeyang didn't really agree with Yan Si's request, but he was also very clear—whether he agreed or not would have no influence on this matter.

If he agrees, everyone is happy, but if he doesn't agree...that's to make trouble for himself!

Yan Si would not listen to him.

Ji Zeyang could only bitterly go to negotiate with the director, while notifying the public relations team to make preparations and get vaccinated in advance, so as to control public opinion for Yan Si's next behavior.

Although Ji Zeyang agreed to Yan Si, the tone in Yan Si's heart did not go well.

Patrolling around the backstage, Yan Si faced Wang Ping and fired with precision: "Son, look at your appetite, do you look like an active idol?"

This is a hypothetical question, because Yan Si immediately asked and answered himself: "You don't look like you, you look like a pig."

Wang Ping accurately picked out a shrimp from the high-end lunch box, peeled the shell with his mouth, and said unceremoniously: "Everyone, someone who ate all the meals in the cafeteria is more like a pig."

canteen?Finished eating?

That can only be called "Star at the same table".

Thinking of this, Yan Si's expression suddenly became a little more relaxed.

Yan Si: "You speak well."

Holding the lunch box, Wang Ping stared at Yan Si in disbelief—has this person finally lost his mind?I was scolded by myself as a pig, saying that I... did you say it well?

Worried, Wang Ping ate another chopstick of pork belly and said worriedly, "Your brain is fine."

Yan Si: "I have no problem."

Yan Si: "I just think that I am a pig because someone is willing to order a table of dishes for me. Has anyone bought you a table of dishes? No."

Yan Si: "So, you are just a pure pig."

Yan Si: "Be high and low."

Xie Zhi used his meal card to swipe a table of meals for himself. It was hospitality, enthusiasm, and liking. After eating by himself, it was respect for the monitor, a gift, and love.

It's too late for Yan Si to be complacent, and he just thinks that Wang Ping can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

With his much smoother mood, Yan Si walked to the window, took out his mobile phone, and found a phone number, ready to call the person who made him feel better.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Yan Si knew that Xie Zhi hadn't finished his self-study.

Xie Zhi had just finished editing Weibo, just sent it, and before he had time to look at the comment section, the phone rang.

The bell that exploded in his ear was very abrupt, class was about to start, Xie Zhi was startled, he pressed the switch hastily, and didn't even look at who it was.

Xie Zhi: "Hello... hello."

Yan Si: "Hello, my name is Yan Si, I'm fine, how are you?"

With two elbows propped on the window sill, Yan Si regained consciousness when the cold winter wind blew in. Hearing Xie Zhi's breath in his ears, his mood became clearer in an instant.

Xie Zhi finally realized that it was Yan Si who called him. He quickly opened a Chinese book and stood up, pretending to hide behind the book, and pressed himself to "bang bang bang", suddenly his heart beat too fast.

Xie Zhi: "Yan Si? Aren't you... Aren't you going to hold a concert?"

How do you still have time to call?

Xie Zhi: "Are you... nervous?"

On such a huge stage, facing tens of thousands of spectators, even if Yan Si is such an experienced artist, maybe... he couldn't help being nervous?

Thinking of this, Xie Zhi became worried.

Yan Si is actually not nervous, he is the one who enjoys the stage, the more people there are, the crazier he is.

Yan Si: "Yeah, I'm so nervous."

As soon as Xie Zhi heard it, his heart immediately hung up—he used to just look at Yan Si from the audience,

Yan Si: "So? How is the squad leader going to encourage me?"

Xie Zhi: "Come on..."

Yan Si: "Huh?"

Xie Zhi: "I will cheer for you, don't be nervous."

Yan Si looked at the night sky that was completely dark but was dyed red by the lights of the stadium, and when he heard Xie Zhi's words, he smiled and didn't speak for a while.

But Xie Zhi thought that he had missed the point.

Xie Zhi thought for a while, then quickly said, "There is another way."

Yan Si gave a lazily "hmm" and asked, "What can I do?"

Xie Zhi: "You first draw the letter e in the palm of your hand."

Yan Si didn't move, but said earnestly in a coaxing tone for children: "Okay, I've drawn it, and then?"

Xie Zhi: "Then, put it to your mouth, ahh, take a bite, and eat it——ahhh, a bite."

Xie Zhi put the phone on the table, drew an "e" on his palm, then opened his mouth and let out an "ahhhh".

It seems that this can make Yan Si feel more empathetic, and immediately understand the essence of this move.

Yan Si smiled until his eyes narrowed, and obediently said to the phone: "Ah, it's done."

Xie Zhi asked, "Are you still nervous?"

Yan Si: "Don't be nervous, thank you monitor."

Xie Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear Yan Si ask again: "By the way, monitor, are you watching the live broadcast tonight?"

... This must be something to watch.

Looking at the draft book covered on one side, Xie Zhi felt a little guilty.

Yan Si didn't hear Xie Zhi's answer, so he thought he didn't hear, and asked, "Look?"

"I..." Xie Zhi hesitated for a while, "If I look at it, you will think... I am a bad student who is not doing my job properly?"

"See how I can be called a bad student who doesn't do his job properly?" Yan Si said immediately.

Xie Zhi: "Then, I'll just watch."

Yan Si: "From the beginning to the end?"

Xie Zhi: "From the beginning to the end."

As soon as Xie Zhi's voice fell, he heard a call from Yan Si's manager. The manager seemed to be calling the team to check and was ready to play.

Yan Siyao responded, and then put the microphone back: "Hang up later."

Xie Zhi: "Okay."

"Oh, that's right." Yan Si suddenly thought of something, "I didn't invite any guests for this concert, whether on or off the stage."

Therefore, no matter what announcement Xiao Xiaoxiao sends, don't believe it.

Xie Zhi understood Yan Si's meaning, and felt sore in his heart.

Xie Zhi: "Yes."

"From the beginning to the end, remember." Yan Si gave a last warning, and then seemed to put the phone on a certain table, and then hurried away.

Xie Zhi hung up the airpods, and very small sounds could be heard from the earphones. He could hear the hurried steps of everyone in the background, the staff could not help cursing, and the crunching of clothes hangers and iron hooks.

These noises converge into symphonic music, which seems to be written, which is a strict life.

Xie Zhi listened for a long time, and he reluctantly hung up the phone five or six minutes after the class bell rang.

Turnon's stage tonight can still be described as "exploding". Although the five people have been separated for a long time, the effect is still extraordinary when they are combined.

From the k-pop fast song at the beginning, the audience was quickly drawn into the atmosphere of the concert, and then to the c-pop national style link in the second part, and then into the sunshine campus link wearing simple t-shirts. .

A few hours almost passed by in a flash, and soon, it was the fourth part, the solo session.

Yan Si was the third to appear on the stage. Today, he was wearing a sleeveless toga sponsored by a well-known brand. His beautiful muscles showed on both sides of the toga. The belt was tied around his waist, which made his waist very tight. neat.

The black hair was highlighted in blue, sprinkled with glitter, and it seemed that the hair was burning all the time.

The moment the elevator pulled Yan Si out, the fans in the stands went crazy. The central control instantly turned all the lights and fluorescent lights into blue, turning them into a magnificent blue ocean.

Yan Si stood on the stage and smiled at the camera: "Next, it's my time, are you looking forward to it?"

Fans in the audience: "Look forward!!!"

Yan Si: "Sing a song quietly for everyone tonight, for you, for the people I met during this time, Class [-] and [-] of high school, traveling companions during the trip, all the staff in the restaurant, especially... Xie Zhi."

Yan Si: "The name of this song, thank you for meeting me."

As Yan Si announced the title of the song, the gentle piano sounded, and the whole stage was plunged into darkness. A blue fish swam across the large LED screen behind it.

When the chasing light landed on the stage again, Yan Si had already sat on a large whale conjured out of thin air, and the whale rose slowly, taking Yan Si into the air.

Yan Si raised the microphone.

"From summer to winter, what remains the same is the you around you.

It's a miracle or luck, it's not easy to meet you. "

The huge truss is hidden in the sky. At this moment, it slowly flies towards the middle with Yan Si, flying over everyone's heads.

There is a small mechanism under the whale's belly. When it is opened, golden powder flies down from the whale's belly.

"There are 65 billion people in the world.

What was it that caused us to meet.

I don't know, and I don't want to find out.

After all, the best thing is just meeting you"

Xie Zhi was still holding the pen in his hand, but he didn't notice that the tip of the pen was touching the paper.

Xie Zhi just stared blankly at the phone screen, the camera raised by the crane could still capture Yan Si, Yan Si was looking at the camera, smiling, his eyes sparkling.

It seemed that Yan Si wasn't looking at the camera, but actually passed the camera and saw Xie Zhi behind him.

In the opening remarks just now, the only one whose name was called.

"Thank you for meeting, you turned the desert into an oasis.

How many barren sand dunes in my heart are full of immortal roses. "

"Thank you for meeting me and swimming with you on a whale ride.

There are so many wonders in the world that turn absurdity into romance. "

The whale had already taken Yan Si back, chasing the light followed him, and he just floated back into the deep sea.

Getting off the whale, Yan Si walked to the edge of the stage and sat down, shaking his long legs, and waved to the camera below the stage.

"What is it that caused us to meet.

I don't know, and I don't want to find out.

After all, the best thing is just meeting you"

Xie Zhi felt liquid in his eyes, he lowered his head and raised his hand to wipe it away, and then new liquid gushed out.

A large area of ​​the homework paper had been stained by the pen, but Xie Zhi had no time to take care of it. He threw the pen away, took out another mobile phone, and quickly opened Weibo.

Do this: [I am also very grateful that I met you. 】

Then there is WeChat.

Xie Zhi to Yan Si: [Thank you for meeting, thank you. 】

The author has something to say: Lao Yan: Thank you for calling my little friend by name.