It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

The two were arguing, Song Ruoci's cell phone rang, it was Cheng Liyang calling, Ye Cheng let go of Song Ruoci for the time being and let him answer the phone.

"Hey Director Cheng, what's the matter? Do you need to make up shots?" When filming, it often happens that the director or the investor is not satisfied with the shots, and the actors who are finished will return to the crew to make up one or two shots.

"No." Cheng Liyang's voice still sounded full of energy, "It's a private event hosted by my friend, which is related to "Nanshan", so I'll come to ask you, but this event is a bit urgent, and it will be tomorrow. "

Although Song Ruoci is still an artist of Xinghe, in the entertainment industry, it is not uncommon for artists to receive private goods.

"It's like this." Cheng Liyang took out a planning book and said, "My friend is the chief planner of the game "Nanshan". Next Tuesday will be the third anniversary celebration of "Nanshan". Jiuge Company plans to celebrate both online and offline. The offline host has been decided, but the online one has not yet been decided.”

"So I'm here to ask if you would like to be the online host? You only need to be in the game, in the form of a live broadcast, and the payment can be given in advance."

"You're an actor, you won't be frightened of the stage, and you've played the game "Nanshan" and have cosplayed about it. I think you're quite suitable, but it depends on your schedule." Cheng Liyang said and glanced at the man in a suit and leather shoes beside him. man.

Song Ruoci was a little hesitant, because usually he would stay for several days when he met Ye Cheng's parents in City E. It seemed unreasonable to stay only one night.

But in fact, he fell in love with something a few days ago, and he is in urgent need of money recently, and the film's remuneration will not be credited until it is released, and he doesn't know how Xinghe will deduct it, so the remuneration of this host is quite attractive.

With the phone turned on, Song Ruoci glanced at Ye Cheng, who nodded slightly.

"I can." Song Ruoci said.

"That's good." Cheng Liyang gave an ok gesture to the man beside him, "I'll send you the relevant documents and procedures in a while, you can take a look and we'll get in touch again."

He had just finished filming and rested for less than a week. It seemed that he was going to put himself into intense work again, but in fact, apart from the first year of his debut, Song Ruoci hadn't felt busy for a long time.

But with this remuneration, he can just buy the thing he dreamed of. Naturally, he is busy and happy, but he can't stay at Ye Cheng's house.

"Just wait until the Chinese New Year. If you want to come, I'll bring you back." Ye Cheng kissed his forehead and said.

Song Ruoci yawned on Ye Cheng's body, and said "OK" in a low voice.

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When he woke up again, the room was filled with bright yellow warmth, and the warm air made him unable to realize where he was for a moment.

"Miwu." Seeing that he woke up, Xiaodou jumped onto the bed and pressed his face lightly a few times with a meat pad.

This gave Song Ruoci a feeling of deja vu, as if the same thing had happened before.

Looking at Xiaodou and the wall full of music scores and awards, he realized that he met Ye Cheng's parents in E City.

The sound of the piano came into my ears, and I could feel the joy of the player. Song Ruoci jumped out of bed, opened the door softly, and saw Ye Cheng sitting in front of the piano, playing with his eyes closed.

Song Ruoci has seen Ye Cheng play the piano many times, in concerts, live broadcasts, and on TV, this is the first time he has seen it with his own eyes.

The sun slanted and hit Ye Cheng warmly. He sat in the light and used himself to divide a faintly visible interlacing of light and shadow.

It makes me want to go and hug him.

"Are you awake?" The piano sound stopped abruptly, and Ye Cheng looked up at Song Ruoci with a smile.

"Come here." Ye Cheng patted the piano bench beside him and said.

Song Ruoci obediently walked over, hugging Ye Cheng's waist like a kitten and rubbing against her.

"Did you wake up?" Ye Cheng flipped through the music score with one hand and snorted on his head with the other, "Seeing that you slept so soundly, I didn't want to wake you up."

"It sounds good." He was referring to the piece Ye Cheng played just now.

"New song." Ye Cheng changed the sheet music, "Can my baby play the piano?"

"A little bit." Song Ruoci straightened up, and played a string of notes randomly on the keys with his fingers, "The stave is still understandable."

Ye Cheng flipped through the score, and finally stopped on the page of "Connie's Butterfly".

"I'll play the harmony, and you play the main melody?" Ye Cheng asked with his head sideways, flexing his index finger and flicking lightly on the score.

Song Ruoci looked at his fingertips resting on the black and white keys, this is the rhythm of... four-handed playing?

And when he reacted, Ye Cheng's subordinates had already flowed out a series of melodies.

Song Ruoci hurriedly read the score and followed Ye Cheng's rhythm.

As gentle as the moonlight on a midsummer night, fireflies sprinkled in the evening breeze, blowing along with kisses and love words.

"I'll kiss you if I play a wrong note."

When he was concentrating on playing, Ye Cheng suddenly said something, and Song Ruoci's fingers trembled, making a discordant note.

In the next second, Ye Cheng kissed him on the cheek.

"Concentrate." Ye Cheng smiled.

Who the hell needs attention?Song Ruoci sullenly focused on looking at the score, trying to bring his mind back.

On the other hand, Ye Cheng didn't even read the music score. With one hand resting on his chin, he looked at Song Ruoci who was pretending to be calm beside him with a smile.

And sometimes the more you concentrate on trying to do one thing well, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

In a simple bar, he played several wrong notes in succession, and several light kisses landed on the cheeks one after another.

I can't play this piano!

Song Ruoci, who was blushing, was able to see the fine fluff on the side of the sun, and Ye Cheng saw a burst of small bubbles in his heart, which exploded.

So cute.

Song Ruoci continued to play the main melody with a shy face, and Ye Cheng also played his own. When he played a certain measure, Ye Cheng suddenly accelerated the rhythm, and his slender fingers seemed to dance on the keys, crossing a range to Song Ruoci's. The word here, and then suddenly grabbed his hand.

After he said "ah", he was gagged, the whole person was pulled into his arms, and the hand that could not be removed from the piano in the future slid along the keys, and a large number of dissonant notes echoed in the living room, covering the entire living room. There was some ambiguous kissing sound.

Xiaodou, who was pacing out of the bedroom, saw Song Ruoci who was being bullied, jumped up from the ground and grabbed Ye Cheng's clothes, pushing his face with his paws.

Just at this moment, the door opened, and Mother Ye and Father Ye came home from get off work.

Ye Cheng was still gnawing tirelessly, and Song Ruoci uttered a word or two.

The fruits in Ye's father's hand fell to the ground one by one, and Ye's mother froze for a while touching the pearl on her neck.

"Ye Shuaishuai! I told you not to bully Xiaoci!!!"

"Ye Shuaishuai, did I let you play my piano!!!"

"Meow meow meow meow!"

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At dinner, harmony was restored on the dinner table, except that a classmate named Shuai Shuai had a bag on his head.

"How long do you plan to stay in City E this time?" Mother Ye selectively ignored Ye Cheng who was moaning and screaming in pain, and made a sweet and sour sparerib for Song Ruoci.

"It should be tomorrow." Ye Cheng answered first, with food in his mouth, "I'll be back in a while, if the word is not sure."

"Don't you want to stay for a few more days?" Mother Ye asked with some regret.

"There will be a job in two days." Song Ruoci ate Mama Ye's feed, "I will come to see you after the Chinese New Year."

Afraid that Mother Ye would be unhappy, he added: "Maybe I will take my sister with me."

Knowing that the idol might come, Mother Ye was a little satisfied, but she still couldn't help but say a few more things about Ye Cheng, who usually doesn't go home very often.

Ye Cheng laughed and chatted with Ye's mother, and a few words made Ye's mother feel comfortable, and Ye's father also nodded beside him.

Seeing this scene, Song Ruoci's heart felt sour for no reason, to be exact, it was not for no reason.

How long has it been since I had dinner with my parents? The last time the whole family had dinner together seemed to be two years ago, but there was still some unpleasantness in the end.

Although the relationship has eased under Tang Ruoshi's mediation this year, but...forget it...he will always bring Ye Cheng to his parents.

"Baby?" Ye Cheng tapped his head lightly with chopsticks, "Are you distracted? Mom is talking to you."

"Ah?" Song Ruoci hurriedly sat up straight, "Excuse me, what did you say, auntie?"

"You can come to see your uncle and aunt when you are free in the future. It's like your own home. Don't forget about the holidays. Come whenever you want." Mother Ye smiled, with Ye Cheng Same tenderness.

"Handsome is sometimes ignorant." Papa Ye rarely said so many words, and his blunt gentleness was extremely heartwarming, "You don't have to let him, if he dares to bully you, you can tell me or your aunt directly, We teach him."

"Dad, why am I not sensible?" Ye Cheng was helpless, he stood upright in front of his lover, and in the eyes of his parents he would always be a child who didn't grow up.

"Okay." Song Ruoci nodded hurriedly, feeling even more sour.

Or... let's make a phone call later, after all, I haven't contacted my parents for a long time.

After dinner, it was already 09:30. The elders who wanted to chat with Song Ruoci had to wash up first because they had to work the next day. As a nocturnal animal, Xiaodou was also yawning.

Of the three bedrooms in the house, the master bedroom belongs to the elders, and the second bedroom belongs to Yecheng. The guest room must be used for entertaining guests.

"Go to my place in a while." Under Ye's mother's supervision, Ye Cheng pretended to spread the quilt for Song Ruoci in the guest room, and whispered in Song Ruoci's ear when no one was paying attention.

"I heard it." Mother Ye's ears were very sharp, "You don't need to pay attention to Xiaoci, the bed in his room is too small for the two of you to sleep, and the bed in the guest room is so big that you can roll around without falling to the ground."

Ye Cheng nodded, feeling that what he just said was wrong, he should come over by himself later, this bed is big, so two people should lie on it.

But at this moment, Song Ruoci, who was chatting with Mother Ye, suddenly felt dizzy, and the tingling pain at the top of his head and tailbone was extremely strong.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm sorry I went out during the day and came back too late at night.

Daily transition chapter, guess what Xiaodou is talking about?

"Connie's Butterfly", a very nice piano piece, I listen to this when I code these days.

The part of the four-handed play is purely blind. If there is a little cute who has learned the piano, welcome to textual research.