The whole group of rebirth will accompany me to abuse the villain [Entertainment]

Memories from the previous life flooded in, Qiao Yixian clenched his teeth, his forehead throbbed.

The situation was so chaotic at that time that he had no time to think about it, so he fell to his death.

Xu Yuchi's ruthless glance was now playing repeatedly in his mind, sending chills.

The relationship with Xu Yuchi is really not good, that guy always likes to do some tricks in private, and Qiao Yixian is always annoyed when he gets involved in it.

In addition, when you turn your head, you will always see the innocent expression of weakness on that face, which makes you speechless.

At first, he thought that the two of them just had different personalities. Qiao Yixian was good at socializing, and could get along with almost anyone, but when he met this timid guy, all his social skills were exhausted——

As long as it was a little louder, the other party felt that he was yelling at him, trembling a few times, biting his lip, with a stubborn face, without saying a word.

But if he spoke softly, the other party could pretend that he didn't hear, and just do what he should do, seeing Qiao Yixian, who came to the side proactively, as nothing, and the atmosphere was once very awkward.

Over time, Qiao Yixian gave up communicating with him.

Although Xu Yuchi lacked talent, he had more than enough hard work. Every time, he came to the training room a long time early. When it was the agreed nine o'clock, Qiao Yixian and Ji Chen stepped on the clock and pushed open the door together, yawning.

There are many flaws in his works, and the progress is not obvious. The good thing is that he will humbly ask for advice, and take the trouble every day to find Ji Chen, who is good at composing, for advice.

Qiao Yixian has always put dreams first. Even if the flirting between the two is interrupted many times, he is not annoyed, but a little relieved, so he keeps persuading himself to treat the members of the group well and be considerate of patients with severe social phobia.

Until one day, the two of them got together again to discuss composition, and Qiao Yixian was idly staring at the side, inadvertently fixed his eyes on it, and suddenly sat up straight in fright——

For convenience, the two discussed head to head for a long time. Ji Chen kept his tone calm and stared at the manuscript. There was something wrong with Chen's eyes.

Something is wrong, something is really wrong.

That kind of look, only when I was extremely lingering with Ji Chen, could I get a glimpse of it.

Not only that, but in the scorching gaze that fell on Ji Chen's side face, there was also a madness that belonged exclusively to Xu Yuchi.

Like an ignorant child who cries and begs for a toy, but if the adult refuses, he will hang himself after crying and making trouble, making you restless and achieving his goal.

Qiao Yixian held back his sourness and observed for two weeks before he had to affirm this terrible guess.

All of a sudden, he turned into a fluffy ball, awkward and pathetic.

But he didn't choose to tell Ji Chen, he was sure that Ji Chen and himself were really in love with each other, and no matter how much other people tried to interfere, they couldn't separate them.

In addition, at that time, the orchestra had achieved great success, and toured one after another, but along with the honor, there was always more or less slander, and as the leader of the band, Ji Chen did his best for it.

Staring at the dark circles under her lover's eyes, Qiao Yixian couldn't bear it anymore, so she had to ignore Xu Yuchi's repeated failures to sow discord.

He is not a good old man willing to swallow his grievances, but he is willing to build a high wall for his lover.

Unexpectedly... Enduring to the end, but in exchange for such an ending.

On that day, Xu Yuchi found himself for the first time. Before the opening, he confessed those shady attempts, apologized and bowed, and did not give up.

Qiao Yixian had a slight cold, and was wondering whether it would affect his singing later, but Xu Yuchi gave him a glass of boiled water with a surprise look, and Qiao Yixian was embarrassed to refuse, so he took it after thanking him, and looked up. Head down.

His voice immediately became more comfortable, he forgot what he said, maybe he sighed and chose to forgive, maybe he wanted to let the other party not be affected by the performance later, maybe he just mentioned a few words about his troubles lightly.

But, no matter what, Qiao Yixian at that moment was truly relieved in his heart.

If it were someone else, he might not forgive so easily, but Qiao Yixian had a deep-rooted belief since he was a child that members of the same orchestra should be partners who create beautiful memories together, not passers-by who part ways for short-term interests.

If you can't communicate with each other, how can you bury your head in the recording studio day and night and create a sound that spreads so far together?

Qiao Yixian chose to forgive, but the reality that followed gave him a heavy shot.

After tying up the shoelaces, Qiao Yixian didn't get up for a long time, his knuckles were so hard that they turned white, recalling the pain of falling apart, he always felt that there was Ji Chen's desperate roar mixed with it.

Since there is a chance to come back...

Opening his dark eyes, he saw Ji Chen stretching his arms, tears streaming down his face, and his heart suddenly throbbed.

Then, no one is qualified to force you to such a level.

Pressing the position of his chest, Qiao Yixian stood up, his eyes fell on the slender back, and he happened to hear Ji Chen asked uncontrollably: "...Have you changed it yet?"

"Okay, okay." He responded, turned around, picked up the half-fallen quilt, and threw it back to the sofa.

Qiao Yixian walked towards the back quickly, and when he heard the footsteps, Ji Chen turned his head hesitantly, and happened to bump into the smiling face of the other party, his face was full of moving expressions.

Qiao Yixian raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his index finger, and turned the ring on his finger a few times. The keys collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Clenching his hand violently, Qiao Yixian smiled and said, "Let's go and find our new members."

When Ji Chen came back with two bottles of water, he saw Qiao Yixian still outside the door, with his guitar and bass leaning against the wall carelessly, holding on to the door frame, most of his body was hidden outside the wall, leaving only his frizzy head, Look inward hard.

Stepping forward with light steps, Ji Chen put his hand, which was icy cold by the water, on the back of his unsuspecting neck unexpectedly——Qiao Yixian was really shocked by the ice, his back tensed, he turned his head suddenly, and punched himself hard. He stared hard.

Slowly withdrew his hand, took back the bottle of water that was temporarily clamped under his arm, and then looked in, Ji Chen lowered his voice: "What are you looking at, why don't you go in?"

"Did you see that guy?" Qiao Yixian didn't hold grudges, pointed lightly, and asked furtively, "How is it?"

Looking along the slender index finger, I saw a thin young man sitting on a chair in the corner, only focused on strumming the guitar, unable to see his expression clearly.

Watching the opponent's movements, Ji Chen replied honestly: "The right hand is not proficient enough to pluck the strings, the big horizontal buttons of the left hand are obviously not pressed, and the sitting posture is not very standard. He should be a novice..."

"What else?" Qiao Yixian squinted and smiled, seeming to be in a good mood.

When I first joined the club, the juniors and juniors all gathered together in twos and threes, some chatting, some exchanging experiences, and some simply fighting hand speed, making the whole room noisy, while the president rubbed his forehead with a headache .

Only that young man chose a corner where no one was around, buried his head in silence, and had no intention of talking to anyone.

Ji Chen replied hesitantly: "...not so gregarious?"

"and also?"

"No more." Not knowing what the other party wanted to ask, he sighed helplessly.

However, Qiao Yixian was very satisfied with this pertinent evaluation, and couldn't help stretching out his hand, and pretended to tug on the other's wrist, taking the opportunity to wipe some oil.

When the opponent's arm visibly trembled, he reluctantly withdrew his fingertips and urged: "Stop dawdling, go in quickly."

As soon as the words fell, he bent over and pulled the guitar bag, and ran away.

Who is dawdling? !

The corner of Ji Chen's mouth twitched, and he saw the other party rushing towards the president with his head held high and his chest held high. The senior sister, who had already stored up her anger to the peak, finally waited for the target to attack, and immediately put her hands on her hips, "suddenly" focused her firepower and mopped up.

Holding the water bottle under his arm, Ji Chen picked up the bass and went to the reinforcements. As soon as he stood still in front of the gun, he saw Ji Chen holding the guitar, blinking his eyes in a well-behaved manner, sticking out his tongue from time to time, begging for mercy .

Of course, begging for mercy is useless to the angry president. On the contrary, Ji Chen, who bears half of the anger, can't help but glance at the other person's small expression, and prick up his ears to listen to his soft voice and the long ending sound.

It was really sweet and joyful, but fortunately the room was full of noise, otherwise the heartbeat would have been heard.

After a long while, the president finally got tired of talking and waved his hand to let them go. The two smiled at each other, immediately oiled the soles of their feet, and rushed to the same place by coincidence.

After sitting side by side, the two of them took out the piano and put it on their laps. Ji Chen handed over the half-thawed water.

Then he shook his head and let out a contented sigh.

Look away and dare not listen anymore, this will make your blood swell, Ji Chen wants to cry, so he has to drink most of the bottle of ice water, until the water is floating around in his stomach, then stop down.

Putting the bottle on the stool, he rubbed his ears.

The culprit, however, had already strummed the strings with great interest, changed the chords with his left hand, and played the famous piece he composed for the orchestra. After playing a section, Ji Chen asked in surprise, "New?"

"Yeah." Clearly feeling the other party's excitement, Qiao Yixian was like a male peacock spreading its tail, shaking its feathers desperately at his spouse, but his face was still pretending to be calm, "I was bored alone last night, so I wrote casually."

"Hey, the progress has been remarkable!" Putting his arm on the neck of the bass, Ji Chen gave a thumbs up and urged, "Come on, play it again, I'll taste it carefully."

Fiddled twice, stopped, and Qiao Yixian started to find fault: "It means that I wrote badly?"

"No, no, every day is fine." Ji Chen lowered his head, pressed the strings, his ears were a little red, "It's just that Qiao Yixian today should be stronger than Qiao Yixian yesterday."

Fireworks exploded in his heart, and the corners of his lips couldn't be restrained, Qiao Yixian coughed lightly, and played the tune just now again.

Before the end note was finished, he touched the vibrating strings with his fingertips, his heart felt numb from his fingertips, and said softly, "Ah Xian."

"Huh?" Ji Chen turned his head, thinking he had heard wrong.

Qiao Yixian buried his head deeply. After being reminded of chewing candy by the music, he felt itchy and couldn't help but go further.

"Can you call me that?" Qiao Yixian's eyes were full of tenderness and anticipation, as well as a trace of imperceptible tension.

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