But unwilling to see the scenery

Jiang Nuo, who is three years older than the 20-year-old Yan Ruoyu: "???"

He thought that Yan Ruoyu would let go soon, but Yan Ruoyu kept pushing his back with the hand on his shoulder, and they walked up to Yan Xuetao together.Tie Laosan and his group were dealt with by bodyguards and village leaders, but Yan Xuetao needed to explain what happened.

"Go back and talk slowly," Yan Ruoyu didn't try to be perfunctory, but really—"Hungry."

Yan Xuetao: "..."

Without further ado, Mr. Yan walked towards the parking lot accompanied by two bodyguards and his secretary. Yan Ruoyu followed behind, and asked Pei Xiaozhao strangely: "His face is so stinky, why didn't he read the truth?" Listen to me."

Pei Xiaozhao hesitated to speak, and twitched the corners of his mouth several times before opening his mouth: "The old man may think that you are a dragon and a tiger, and went to the garbage warehouse in the field. He probably doesn't have the heart to educate you now, and wants to be quiet by himself."

"???" Yan Ruoyu, "..."

Jiang Nuo brushed his hair, feeling at a loss and embarrassed.Yan Ruoyu didn't intend to let him go, and half-forced him into the car.

After returning to Hushan Manor, Yan Ruoyu plunged into the bathroom. If his stomach hadn't been growling, he would have been able to take a bath for another half an hour.After putting on pajama pants and wiping his hair, he came out, and there was already exquisite food on the dining table, which was his usual macaroni, beef and boiled vegetables.

Yan Ruoyu is left-handed, holds a fork in his right hand, and eats slowly no matter how hungry he is. Yan Xuetao is sitting opposite him, raising his eyes from the newspaper, reminding him: "There are outsiders at home, put on your clothes."

Yan Ruoyu guessed that Pei Xiaozhao had already explained to Yan Xuetao that Jiang Nuo was a man while he was taking a bath, so he didn't care: "He's not a woman, besides, I have to wear a high collar to cover up the tattoos." , I was afraid that he would see me completely."

He continued to eat, and reminded Yan Xuetao: "Grandpa, you held the newspaper upside down."

Yan Xuetao coughed twice and turned the newspaper around.

"Xiao Zhao has already told me that you acted bravely today, not bad, not bad."

Yan Ruoyu cut the beef with a knife, and said solemnly: "The money lending company of the top three must be tricky and rampant. If they are willing to dig, maybe they can pull out a big umbrella."

"I'll let them pay attention. It's the end of the year, and it's time to do some cases to set an example."

Yan Ruoyu knew how to measure, so he stopped talking deeply.He had a picky mouth, and he got tired of it after a few mouthfuls. The chef served him a bowl of creamy pumpkin soup, which looked very pretty, but Yan Ruoyu shrugged his nose and pushed the bowl away: "Did you put celery?"

The chef who only dripped two drops of celery juice to enhance the freshness suddenly became nervous. He looked at the old man Yan and then at Yan Ruoyu, and said, "It was my negligence. I just know that you don't eat peas, lentils, soybeans, mung beans, all kinds of beans, turtles, abalones, catfishes, etc. Kind of ugly fish, coriander garlic MSG—"

"It's alright, it's alright, it's alright." Yan Ruoyu interrupted hastily.The chef said to make new ones right away, Yan Ruoyu touched the warm outer wall of the porcelain bowl, and the ingredients in Jiang Nuo's rented room suddenly flashed before his eyes, and said, "Forget it."

Yan Ruoyu asked the chef to bake him some more slices of bread. Yan Xuetao put down the newspaper in surprise, watching the acrobatics show intently, staring at him to eat the bread with pumpkin soup.

Yan Ruoyu's back felt hairy when he saw it, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You kid can actually give in." Yan Xuetao wasn't trying to bury her, but was really surprised.Yan Ruoyu was speechless, and continued to eat, Pei Xiaozhao's voice was getting closer, and he went downstairs with Jiang Nuo after taking a shower.Yan Ruoyu didn't look over in a hurry, but Yan Xuetao's smile was very comfortable, he glanced over in confusion, and after just one glance, his gaze was fixed.

Jiang Nuo changed his clothes, gray cotton round neck overalls, all of which were clothes that Yan Ruoyu didn't fit when he grew up.Yan Ruoyu has been very keen on trends since he was a child, but he will not be too deliberate in dressing. He usually wears Jiang Nuo’s current outfit and then goes out with flip-flops. Casual passers-by will only think he is handsome, not Think of him as a star.

And if this suit is worn by him again, he will be a street basketball boy, with his chin raised all the way on the road, he will definitely be in the second class, and if Jiang Nuo wears it, he will make him restrained and fair.There is a word in Ling'an dialect called "Fen Mian Dan Cui", which means that even if it is not Fen Dai, it is white and tender. As long as Jiang Nuo is willing to dress up, she will be in better condition than those female stars who Yan Ruoyu has seen in real life.

"Let me just say, you must fit the boss's old clothes, and you are not happy." Taking advantage of Jiang Nuo's bewilderment, Pei Xiaozhao finally found a chance to take the changed clothes from him, and walked out of the garden without any discussion. He left the laundry room, turned around and secretly gave Yan Ruoyu an "OK".

Yan Ruoyu understood and called Jiang Nuo to sit down.Yan Ruoyu was on the left of Jiang Nuo, and Yan Xuetao was on the right. He wasn't nervous, but he couldn't say he was comfortable.

"Let me introduce," Yan Ruoyu pointed at Jiang Nuo with his palm, "My new producer, NoA."

Jiang Nuo blinked, opened it again, and straightened his back even more.

"NoA," Yan Xuetao thought about the name, and said, "I've never heard of it."

"Hey, don't pretend you don't understand. You've heard of Hugo last time?" Yan Ruoyu, a young expert who dismantled the stage, didn't play Tai Chi with Yan Xuetao, "He will follow me to make songs in the future, and prepare for next year To participate in competitions in summer."

Co-author Yan Ruoyu planned everything himself, and just informed Yan Xuetao.

"Well, it's good, it's good to have a plan," Yan Xuetao nodded, and added, "I just want you to be happy, Ruoyu."

"Understood, I'm happy, very happy." Yan Ruoyu became impatient before saying a few words, exhaled a little trembling, and continued to eat bread and dip it in pumpkin soup.Yan Xuetao had a lot of business to do every day, if Yan Ruoyu hadn't suddenly emerged from the garbage bin, he was now continuing to discuss the development of the village in the city with the village and town leaders, and after a few more clichés, he left.

He didn't pay much attention to Jiang Nuo, and the two didn't talk.After the old man left, Jiang Nuo opened his mouth, politely said "Thank you today", and then denied: "I am not NoA."

Yan Ruoyu dipped the bread into the pumpkin soup without stopping: "Don't pretend, Tie Lao San and the others have told me that you are the one who mixed and arranged Jiang Shan's music."

"I……"

Yan Ruoyu shrewdly narrowed his eyes: "Sophistry is meaningless, really meaningless. I'm 21 years old, not 1 year old. It's not easy to lie at this age, sister."

Yan Ruoyu deliberately bit the word "sister" very hard. Hearing this, Jiang Nuo slowly withdrew his hand that was originally on the table and put it on his lap, as if shy.This reaction was interesting, and Yan Ruoyu called him like this again: "Sister, if you weren't for NoA, you would have a dormitory in college, why would you still run to Jiang Shan's house every other day?"

"What's the difference between you and those little hooligans when you say such things?" Jiang Nuo was obviously serious.Yan Ruoyu said "cut—" and muttered "boring", and stopped joking.

"Help me make twelve songs."

"I don't really want to make songs."

The two spoke almost in unison.Yan Ruoyu was not discouraged, and asked calmly: "I don't want to make any songs, or do I just want to make songs for Jiang Shan?"

Jiang Nuo scratched his head, trying to be more realistic with Yan Ruoyu: "I can understand your feelings, you listened to Jiang Shan's song and thought it was good, so you wanted me to mix and arrange for you, but— —”

His ability to organize language is actually not bad, but there are more pauses between sentences, obviously thinking carefully about the draft, and he speaks slowly, "You are not Jiang Shan, and I am not the same as before. Jiang Shan and I We have known each other for many years, we know each other very well, and we can help each other catch inspiration, but you and I..."

He lowered his eyes and pondered, and smiled when he realized that he couldn't sum it up. He felt that the past two days had been dramatic and bizarre, "I may not be able to produce the effect you want. I'm serious, and I don't want to disappoint you."

"You're not me, how do you know that I will be disappointed." Yan Ruoyu washed his hands strangely. After eating the bread, he went to the open kitchen behind the restaurant to wash his hands. The water was running loudly, and he also raised his voice, "I don't have any demands. , just make twelve poems, and I will give you a sum of money after I finish."

Jiang Nuo was unmoved: "It's not about money."

"This is about money," Yan Ruoyu said, "You owe me money and favors now, and I am neither short of money nor favors. Be on call before it’s done.”

Jiang Nuo was speechless, and he really had no position not to agree.

"Also, don't worry, the house can help you get back." Yan Ruoyu's accent was on "help".

"As for that little brother of yours... Is that kid Jiang Zhi right?" He continued to add weight during the moment of Jiang Nuo's silence, "How is Ling'an No. [-] Middle School?"

Ling’an No. 2 Middle School is the best public high school in Ling’an City. When Jiang Nuo went back to his hometown for the college entrance examination, he was admitted to Ling’an University by more than 50 points higher than No.[-]. His alma mater, which he did not graduate from.

"Hey, are you hungry? Are you used to Western food?" Yan Ruoyu finally finished washing his hands, sat down in his original seat, finally remembered that he was not polite, and asked Jiang Nuo if he was hungry.Jiang Nuo didn't respond to him, and lowered his head as if he didn't exist.

Yan Ruoyu is happy, he has always been the one who puts on others' faces, but he did not expect that Feng Shui will turn around, and he will have a day of coaxing people.

He slapped the table with a "slap", and the smile on his face was also put away, pretending to be impatient: "We are a cooperative relationship, win-win. Besides——"

He leaned forward a little, palms still on the table.

"Have you ever wondered why Jiang Shan specifically mentioned you after singing "bounce" two years ago? If Jiang Shan is still alive today and sees that the only connection you have with music is going to nightclubs to play discs, what would he think? ?”

"In Jiang Shan's eyes, you are talented and love to rap." Yan Ruoyu shook his head, saying that he has not seen it yet, "If you drink ten glasses of foreign wine mixed with beer and it is worth [-] yuan, you can make twelve songs for me, How much do you think you are worth?"

Looking at him, Jiang Nuo really felt his heart a little bit.

"Don't rush to make a decision, you should think about it, not just for yourself." Yan Ruoyu left Jiang Nuo alone in the restaurant to think.

Jiang Nuo lowered his eyes, put his hand on the table again, and reached out to the place Yan Ruoyu had photographed.

There was a newmine bluetooth headset there, and the one in his pocket was the only thing Jiang Shan left for him besides the manuscript.