interstellar player

Yanmu's appearance looks very young and not old, although I don't know if it is his real appearance, but Ai Yaxiu thinks that Yanmu will not be the old and immortal in the interstellar group.He stared straight at Yan Mu's face, trying to find a clue from his subtle expression, but unfortunately, the other's face was still calm.

In fact, at this moment, Sang Yan's heart is like this.

Why do you ask which waiter I am?

I'm not a waiter I'm just a normal guy...

Sang Yan, who didn't know how to answer this question, just stared at Ai Yaxiu habitually. He was taught that "no need to say too much, just look enough", so now when he doesn't know what to say, he will They stared at each other motionlessly.

Ai Yaxiu was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the boy's clean and pure black eyes: "Ah, I've convinced you, and I won't ask any more." Ai Yaxiu turned his head and didn't want to look at the other party's appearance: "It's almost dawn and you should go offline. Next time, don't disappear for so long. My uncle has been waiting for you here."

Every time Yanmu enters Star Trek at night and goes offline during the day, Ai Yaxiu is very aware of this habit of the other party.

"Then I'll go first." Sang Yan didn't say any more, and logged off from Star Trek, leaving Ai Yaxiu alone still struggling with the question just now, which family's waiter Yanmu is, so powerful He shouldn't have heard of it.

The real 'ordinary' Sang Yan who was mistaken for a 'waiter' woke up from a deep sleep. The overdraft state has disappeared, but his body is still weak. He estimates that he will return to normal tomorrow.

He was too reckless these days, because he was eager to show all kinds of music without considering the actual physical condition, and he used his mental power indiscriminately, which caused something to happen.He didn't expect that he would have such a messy day. This seems to be a little different from his nature, or... His heart was originally restless?

After taking a shower to wash away the sweat and fatigue from his body, his face was slightly red because of the heat, and he no longer looked pale and weak.

After breakfast, Sang Yan logged into Starnet, but his private message was blown up by Jing Chengzhi, and the other party's profile photo kept flashing.Ever since they knew each other's identities, Jing Chengzhi added Sang Yan with his tuba.

Jing Chengzhi: Big and big, is your body okay?

Jing Chengzhi: You are big and big, you must take good care of your body for us.

Jing Chengzhi: Big, big, woo woo, I won’t be able to hear your music in the future, right?

It's not that he's terminally ill, why Jing Chengzhi said that he seemed to be dying.

Sang Yan: I'm fine.

After a few minutes, Sang Yan was immediately replied from the other side.

Jing Chengzhi: You have finally appeared again (┯_┯), I miss you so much.

Jing Chengzhi: Don't work so hard in the future, we will feel distressed.

Jing Chengzhi: Take care of yourself.

Sang Yan: Yes

Jing Chengzhi: If you don't want to make a video today, you should have a good rest.

Sang Yan: Good.

Sang Yan was still wondering why Jing Chengzhi's speaking style was a bit weird today. On the other side of Xingwang, the Chief Xingcheng heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the word "um" in reply from Youyan.

It's really difficult to reply in the tone of his younger brother... But fortunately, he was not discovered.

That's right, the first four sentences were from the interstellar chief and Jing Chengzhi's older brother, Jing Yuzhi.

Because Youyan was sick, Jing Chengzhi, who admired Youyan, couldn't sleep all night. He kept sending messages to Sang Yan to know if Sang Yan's health was getting better. He was anxious and wanted to do something for Youda, but he couldn't do anything. .

'Suddenly I feel so useless', 'I'm getting better soon', 'I can't do anything', 'Non-genetically adjusted human beings are very sick', 'I'm so worried and big...' In such self-blame Jing Chengzhi gradually fell asleep in the mood, but his star network private message interface was not closed.

At the same time, in Jing Chengzhi's next room, Jing Yuzhi was also very worried after seeing Youyan's latest news. He heard the other party's voice still attracting him in Heyan's latest uploaded video, but the voice was obviously the same as usual different.Although Heyan's voice was the same as usual and had been processed, he could feel the discomfort and fatigue in Heyan's voice, and his heart was suspended because of it.

I like your voice: Are you okay!Rest a lot, the sound in your video is not quite right.

Love your voice: slow down, we're all behind you, don't push yourself.

His two messages were quickly submerged in the fans' messages, frowning, feeling a little unhappy.

He never wanted Youyan to notice him or get anything in return. He watched Youyan with the mood of a fan yearning for an idol, liked Youyan's voice, and even fell in love with Youyan, an online character without any information , but at this moment he saw that more and more people liked Youyan, and Yanyou treated everyone the same, so he had an urge to just look at him.

This feeling of 'wanting something' was extremely strong, strong enough to break the shackles that imprisoned him.

He also said that everyone has seen his recent efforts. He has never seen someone post video after video and reproduce music one after another in such an efficient manner.So when he said that he was unwell, the first reaction of all those who followed him and liked him was 'I'm too tired, let's rest', and then 'It's all because of their weakness that made Youda work so hard. sick. '

It is also said that there are more and more messages under the feed, and Jing Yuzhi's mood is becoming more and more out of control.

Uncontrollable worry, uncontrollable anxiety, uncontrollable restlessness.He opened Youyan's song, listened to his fascinating voice and tried to calm his heart, but he, who had always been very self-confident, collapsed all his barriers after hearing Heyan's voice, and he was no longer the admired person. The interstellar chief is no longer the established heir of the Jing family, and is no longer the most standard textbook in the eyes of others.

He is just a fan who simply likes Youyan, and his heart will be affected by Youyan's every move.

Admit it...you just can't help yourself...

...Yeah...he can't control himself at all...

So... why did he escape?

As if he had figured something out, Jing Yuzhi curled the corners of his mouth, his smile was full of undisguised confidence and certainty.

Go to his house rules, go to his rules, go to his position.

If he, Jing Yuzhi, wants to get close to and understand a person, does he still need to look forward and backward like this?Just someone... who attracted him because of the sound.

He just cared too much about the rules, that's why he didn't take the initiative to contact the owner of the voice that attracted him. He watched his video silently, listened to his voice silently, supported him silently, and suppressed the undercurrent in his heart silently.

Now, he has decided not to abide by the rules, and if he can't restrain himself, he should strive for it. This is what he should do.

After figuring it out, the interstellar chief remembered that his younger brother seemed to know Youyan's true identity, so he walked into Jing Chengzhi's room to ask him.The chief lord apparently forgot that it was past five o'clock in the morning. When he entered his brother's room, he was not surprised to see his sleeping brother who had kicked the quilt.

He really... didn't think about it...

This point... really...

Holding his forehead with one hand, he laughed lightly. Although he was so reckless and hot, he was strange but very real.

Approaching Jing Chengzhi, he helped him cover the quilt, picked up the other party's client by the way and wanted to close it for him, and a large private message interface suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

Jing Chengzhi: Big, big, woo woo, I won’t be able to hear your music in the future, right?

The recipient of the message was a person named Sang Yan.