Double King Concerto Op. 192

Three days later, Yu Zhen got the party ticket from Qiu Weiran.

Holding a handful of admission tickets, Qiu Weiran dangled nervously in front of Yu Zhen, desperately trying to attract Fa Xiaoer's attention.

——But the enemy's willpower is too firm, and I haven't seen him look up for half an hour.

So Xiao Qiuzi silently raised the white flag, and handed the ticket to Young Master Yu: "Hero, please accept it!"

"So many votes?"

"Only one is yours." Xiao Qiuzi patted his chest, feeling proud, "The rest are the benefits of our internal staff~"

"Your insiders?" Yu Xiaoye was scribbling and drawing on the sketchbook, but it did not prevent him from extracting important information at once, "Hey, traitor! Be honest, when did you jump into the job?!"

——If you can put down the pen and paper, raise your head, and take a picture of the table, the sound will be louder, which may be more deterrent.

But the traitor Xiao Qiuzi was very wronged: Lord, you are the only one who sold himself to the school radio station, okay?

"Hero, Lulu asked me to bring you a sentence."

"Hey, as long as I join the imperial army, there will be great benefits, such as letting me set up a table and chairs at the door and sit there as a ticket office, and then the profit will be [-]% of the good job?" It doesn't prevent him from finding Xiaoqiuzi happy.

Qiu Weiran: ...

"Don't bother me about this matter. The official ticket sales center has been set up. The price of cabbage is a cost, and there is no profit. You just need to be responsible for arriving half an hour in advance."

——Even if you want to be a scalper, you must let me do this kind of thing, okay?After buying a keyboard and mouse, I have to decide whether to eat meat or two vegetarian meals. Even for supper at night, I can only buy a bottle of Laoganma to eat steamed buns. Calling it simply torture is torture is ruthless abuse!

Even if it's made by myself.

Although Yu Chun is young, he is not stupid.

Not only is he not stupid, but he is also a genius.

——So once again caught the crux of the problem.

This time he stopped writing, raised his head and stared at Fa Xiaoer, and before he almost ran away ashamed, he showed his signature smile.

"Go half an hour earlier?" The child blinked her beautiful brows and smiled very warmly and touchingly, "Come on, give me a reason that convinces me."

According to the previously agreed procedure, the awards are presented in the middle of the party, if it's just to avoid delaying the stage, there is no need to be so troublesome.

If it was for makeup, Yu Chun would definitely drag the person who made such a proposal out of the Meridian Gate and behead him: You go, I am born with beauty, Dabao will see you tomorrow Dabao will see you every day!

Even if it's for a backstage rehearsal, it's impossible to just arrive half an hour in advance.

Everyone knows that half an hour before the start of the show is the time when there are the most people and the most crowded scenes, and even the backstage will be in chaos under the tossing of various actors.

Yu Zhen knows that he now has a lot of hero fans, which can be seen from the fact that he has gotten used to all kinds of gazes full of fanaticism and love (?) within a few days after he came back from the hospital.So Yu Zhen is usually very low-key, even on the school radio station, he just positions himself as a behind-the-scenes editorial officer responsible for writing manuscripts—if he is a child under the age of 12 from an ordinary family, don’t take this honor as a halo and wear it every day It's no wonder that the colorful holy light goes out nodonodie.

——So whether it’s public or private, it’s best to enter the venue quietly after the party starts.

"Because of our more than ten years of revolutionary friendship, I decided to remind again our purpose of doing things in good faith: confession is lenient, resistance is strict, hand over the gun and don't kill, children and old people are not deceived~"

Qiu Weiran: "..."

——Mom, if your godson bullies your own son, I ask you to take care of it. QQ

At home, Qiu's mother watched the youth group singing and dancing on TV, and sighed: Our little boy is much more handsome than them!Alas, I miss that child so much, and I don’t know if I will be homesick if I have a good life in University A.

——As for his own son, he has long been abandoned in the distant place deep in his memory.

"Well, I admit," Qiu Weiran surrendered, "There is indeed a reason, Lulu said that she wants to discuss something with you."

"She lives upstairs, so she can just say no if she has something to do, why do you have to go half an hour earlier?"

"It's because I'm afraid that you will temporarily make Xiao Xing'er not even attend the party because of your unhappiness."

"You go, am I that ignorant?" Yu Zhen pouted, "Besides, if I really don't want to go on stage, it's more than enough to run away."

Qiu Weiran looked at Fa Xiaoer with some sympathy: "She said, when the time comes, there will be a dozen or twenty strong men behind you, at least you won't be allowed to slip away."

"Mist Grass! Do you think you are Xiang Yu and still hold a Hongmen Banquet!"

——This time not only raised the decibel, but also knocked the sketchbook on the table——How painful it is to slap the table with your hands, this kind of self-abuse would not be done by Mr. Yu.

The innocent sketchbook wants to cry but has no tears: so you abuse me?

Qiu Weiran is embarrassed, Yu Zhen looks really subtle like this.

"Be honest, how do you guys want to sell me!"

Qiu Weiran lowered his head and did not speak, secretly raised his eyes to see Yu Zhen's expression.

"Don't tell me?" Yu Zhen smiled beautifully, got up and walked slowly to the window, opened the window suddenly, and howled out the window at the top of his voice——

"Qiu Weiran is happy—"

Hurriedly rushing over to cover Yu Zhen's mouth, Qiu Weiran can be regarded as completely convinced by this unlucky boy.

"I said I said, don't shout."

Yu Chun smiled: Fighting with me?

Qiu Weiran looked miserable: You brat!

In fact, seeing Xiao Qiuzi afraid of being like that, Young Master Yu was quite speechless.

——Don't you just like Wen Lulu, this kind of thing is no big deal, even if Wen Lulu has a boyfriend, why don't you dare let her know?

I like men, so I have to refrain from provoking straight men, because my dad said that it is not kind to bend straight men.

Obviously Qiu Weiran and Wen Lulu are both as straight as that little Bai Yang, why should they be taboo?

However, after holding back for a long time, Qiu Weiran didn't say a word.

——what should I say?After all, no matter how you think about it, it seems that you can't control yourself.

"Forget it," Yu Zhen waved his little hand, very stylish, "I won't make things difficult for you. The old rules, let me guess, you just need to let me know whether the guess is right or wrong. That's okay, right? "

Xiao Qiuzi gave Xiaoye Yu a thumbs up in his heart: he is really a little angel!

"You want me to go to the door as a welcoming pine?"

"No."

"Want me to perform temporarily?"

Qiu Weiran froze for a moment: "Ah, yes."

"Interview?"

Shaking his head.

"Stand-up comedy?"

"You still know this, why don't I know?"

Yu Zhen also felt that it was impossible, so he continued to guess: "Singing?"

"It's fine if your voice is as high as it is low, if the high pitch doesn't go up and the low pitch doesn't come down, do you want you to sing "Little Star"?"

"..." An electric spark flashed in my mind.

--No way.

"Why don't you guess?"

"Do you want me to play the piano?" Yu Zhen kept staring at Qiu Weiran's face, not letting go of Fa Xiao'er's subtle expressions.

Qiu Weiran: The fog grass is so accurate!

Seeing the surprised expression flashing across Qiu Weiran's face, Yu Zhenxin understood.

I saw the child burst into a smile, with an angelic demeanor: "I have already robbed Moss' dormitory, and I can't rob him of his program."

It's not the music department's gala, how could there be two piano programs.I also knew that if I nodded, then Moss' show would definitely be squeezed out.

—Are you kidding me?Do you know about Work Eighteen?Have you considered his feelings in the mood of Work [-]?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

As soon as he heard Yu Zhen's words, Qiu Weiran knew that this unlucky child was indeed the Holy Mother again.

It was the school's decision to change the dormitory. If Yu Zhen must be found responsible, then Yu Zhen can only be blamed for being too good.

——As long as this kind of excellence exists, even if there is no self-deserving but well-deserved rescue operation, even if there is no heroic halo of "doing what is right", even if there is no title of child prodigy, the preferential treatment that the top can get is Yu Zhen. No less.

But is excellence wrong?

——It’s not the era when Mu Xiuyu Lin Gong’s masters will be destroyed by wind and disaster. Is there anything wrong with being outstanding?

Will Yu Chun with an IQ of 192 understand this question?

——Qiu Weiran doesn't believe it, not everyone else.

But Yu Zhen just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, stuffed all the problems into his baggage, and carried them one by one on his back.

To put it bluntly, this kind of situation is called too much kindness, but it is stupid to put it bluntly.

Qiu Weiran felt that a large part of the reason why he was able to bear the pressure of "a good friend is a child prodigy" and have been brothers with Yu Zhen for so many years and will definitely continue to be brothers in the future is because children are so stupid, so stupid. Distressed.

"Yu Zhen, you should really change your name to Yu Shengmu, Yu Mary, Yu Jieke, Yu Su!"

"You only have fish crisps, but you also have meat floss!"

"Okay, okay, I'm meat floss."

"..."

——Godmother, please persuade Xiao Qiuzi not to give up the treatment, please?

"Do you know why I didn't study architecture with you when I volunteered?"

The topic changed too quickly, Yu Zhen looked at Qiu Weiran, and found that Xiao Qiuzi's expression was very serious, it didn't look like he was joking at all.

"Didn't you say before that you are yearning for this profession because of the high consultation fees of psychologists?"

"Aren't you very smart, guess again."

Thinking back to the time when he volunteered, Yu Zhen frowned, and when he looked at Qiu Weiran again, his eyes changed, with surprise, doubt, contradiction, and even fear.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Qiu Weiran stretched out his hand and silently slapped the child's head: "192 IQ is just a number to you, a corpus for gags and jokes, but it is an unattainable talent in the eyes of others. The perception of art is also , Things that others can't even ask for, but you regard it as commonplace, and still move forward steadily at your own pace. You are not yet 12 years old, Yu Zhen, in fact, you don't even know how good you are, even terribly good. "

Yu Zhen felt agitated in his heart, with an expression of disbelief: "I thought at least you wouldn't be afraid of me, are you really afraid of me?"

"You are too dazzling. If the people around you can't complement you, they can only become a shadow under your light." Qiu Weiran's eyes are very gentle, "I'm not afraid of being your shadow, but if it's just a shadow How can I fight side by side with the dazzling you?"

——"Yu Zhen, you are my brother, protecting you is my whole life's homework."

——"So I'm afraid of you, not because I'm afraid that you will take away all the attention, but because I'm afraid that I will lose the ability to continue to protect you by your side after that."

Hearing this, Yu Zhen's nose became sore, the tip of his nose became red all of a sudden, and his eyes felt a little hot, as if he was about to sweat.

——Never thought that Qiu Weiran always said "you are my brother" has such a heavy weight behind it.

Seeing Yu Zhen's expression of pursing his mouth to cry or not, Qiu Weiran was choked with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I want to accumulate energy in different time and space, until I can finally stand with you - this is my responsibility as a brother."

Taking out the mobile phone hidden behind him, Qiu Weiran asked the person on the other end of the phone with Yu Zhen's puzzled expression: "Hey, don't you want to say something?"

Then, a poisonous voice came from the phone that had been connected for an unknown amount of time——

"Yu Zhen, you are the light source, light cannot be hidden."

——So you just need to keep going forward at your own pace, without feeling guilty or carrying burdens that don’t belong to you.

"As for me," Moss smiled suddenly, imagining the child's possible expression at this moment. The laughter was deep and resonated in his chest. "You have to believe that you can't take what belongs to me. Even if you accidentally take it away temporarily, it will return to me soon."

——You have to believe that I am a light that can stand shoulder to shoulder with you in the same dimension.

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#Actually, when I wrote this, I had the urge to promise Yu Xiaozhen to Qiu Weiran, but Mo Bingshan said with certainty and affection that the official CP cannot be dismantled.Then the poisonous voice came out again. #

#Although it's a bit too big, but you have to believe it if you are bored, grandpa's golden finger is the little publicity in this series, and you can provoke a little bit of self-willedness. #

#And the theme of this article itself is [Genius×Ghost Talent], um, you understand. #