Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

"I wonder if Teacher Lin is interested?"

Zhu Ming twirled her fingertips, narrowing her eyes slightly to appreciate Lin Yao's unpredictable expression.

In a way, he's a vengeful man.

Just now, Lin Yao's unexpected coquettish words made him blush, and now he is going to fight back with an eye for an eye, trying to tease him to pieces.

The scorching, unwillingness to be outdone that the opponent had cultivated in the past ten years was still strong even after realizing his own intentions.

Liking is liking, desire to win is desire to win, there is no conflict at all.

Even if he used himself as a weapon to fight back, he would not hesitate.

He saw a wave of heat welling up in Lin Yao's eyes, but it dissipated in an instant, and he changed into an expression of an old monk in meditation, quietly waiting for his action.

The smile when he looked down was full of provocation.

He even took the time to raise the wine glass, slightly tilted the mouth of the glass towards him, and lowered his head playfully to swallow.

Zhu Ming's face froze slightly, she was grinding her back molars, and wanted to take a step closer, but she saw Lin Yao suddenly put down his wine glass, raised his hand to wrap his hands around his chest, slowly got up, and gently pulled him , into the bosom.

He himself sat on the dining table and looked at him leisurely.

Zhu Ming stared wide-eyed, and before he had time to react, he pulled her onto the table, her feet dangling in the air, her thighs against the edge of the table, her body leaning back, relying on the strength of her lower abdomen to hold on.

The two sat on the table facing each other, his center of gravity was brought backward by Lin Yao, extremely uncomfortable, while the culprit was sitting on the table chicly, the chair he was stepping on was shaking slightly.

He tried hard to jump off the table, but Lin Yao gripped him even tighter, gritted his teeth and tensed his whole body, and suddenly he was greeted with a sweet and sour taste, and a sweeping softness in the clearness.

The fish moisten each other with foam, and they embrace each other with wine.

The tip of Lin Yao's nose lightly swept over his, and slowly pressed against his cheek, the intensity of tequila mixed with the sweetness of orange juice and pomegranate, flowing in each other's breath.

Candle tea flicked, as if the whole person was imprisoned, his spiritual consciousness was vague, and he could only feel the wine rolling down his chin from the corner of his mouth.

The mischievous drop of wine slowly fell, stopped on his neck, and was sealed with a kiss.

Backtracking step by step, the neck, jawbone, dimple, and lower lip were put into the abdomen in sequence.

Zhu Ming grasped Lin Yao's strong arm subconsciously, and then felt a little resentment at the moment of being overwhelmed.

He was taken away again!

He lowered his head and bit it unhappily. Lin Yao paused and let go of his hand.

Lin Yao leaned against his head, his voice low and hoarse: "Of course I'm interested, but I don't know if you can afford it."

The so-called more exciting.

His hands slowly climbed onto the back of Zhu Ming's neck, and the pads of his fingers gently rubbed the dimples behind his ears, as if he wanted to melt his whole body into the palm of his hand.

The other hand hangs down...

Although Zhu Ming has always been stubborn, he was unexpectedly unable to stand up in front of Lin Yao. He slid his fingers into his hair, buried his head in his palm, and sighed heavily.

He should lift a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

Spit at yourself in your heart, hoarse voice, and said in a messy breath: "No, there are still many things to do tonight."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was a burst of embarrassment. In this atmosphere, everything seemed to be malicious.

After a moment of silence, Lin Yao's subordinates stopped moving, slowly placed his head on top of his head, lowered his head slowly, pressed his shoulders, and kissed his soft hair.

He didn't want to do anything in the first place.

After candle tea and wine, it is always different from the past, more passionate, more clingy, and easier to talk to.

He is not a person who is impatient, and he doesn't want to conquer the drunken candle tea just like this.

"Okay. Listen to you, do what you say, do it."

The wine is really a goddamn magical thing, he can coax candle tea without blushing or beating.

It seems that seeing each other and hating each other for ten years is already a matter of the previous life.

"..." And his engrossing gaze towards Jia was about to tear his heart out.

Lin Yao couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth: "Is it really good to stop here?"

"Say it as if I can't bear it." Zhu Ming looked at him.

"But I can't bear it, can you help me?"

"Your uncle, solve it yourself."

"Aren't you the one who said you wanted some excitement?"

"..."

Lin Yao smiled, and before the smile could reach the corners of his eyes, Zhu Ming kicked him into the bathroom.

After the two of them calmed down, they tacitly didn't bring up the matter again, and Zhu Ming took Lin Yao directly to the recording studio upstairs.

He was asked to come to cooperate, not to play tricks.

Zhu Ming, whose professionalism has overwhelmed her love brain all her life, silently dragged her state back on track.

He went downstairs to grab some snacks and drinks, and when he came up, he saw Lin Yao was seriously thinking about the golden shell drum inside, touched it curiously, and took out his phone to take a picture.

Zhu Ming remembered the drum set he saw in Lin Yao's bedroom, and curled his lips: "Play it, don't be so cautious."

After getting permission, Lin Yao sat down, groped for the edge of the drum, and raised his hand to pat it.

Without drumsticks, different pitches can be struck on different parts with bare hands, and the drum sound is loud and textured.

It's like opening a door to a new world.

Candle Tea let him beat the drum behind him, while she fell into the swivel chair and turned on the device.

"I probably have some ideas. I simply made a version. You can listen to it first? If you have other ideas, we can discuss it."

Lin Yao stopped and waited quietly for him to play, but his eyes sank.

It was only a few days before the end of the first competition. Not only did he get the authorization, but he even made the first version of the adaptation.

I'm afraid I didn't sleep well.

After listening, Lin Yao didn't recover for a long time.After a long while, I asked, "What do you mean... just did it briefly?"

He had to admit that Candle Tea's "do something more exciting" was really exciting.

He changed the warm atmosphere of the original song into a different color, and when people listen to it, countless stage ideas will come out.

"The ones that were driven out can be more detailed. I'm afraid you have other ideas. I should be able to improve them tonight."

Lin Yao remained silent.

If there is anything he is inferior to Zhu Ming, it is probably his creative ability.

Although he was also the ace of the group, the lead singer and rap leader, he could write rap lyrics, and also released solo songs, but after all, he was not as good as Zhuming, a human-shaped self-propelled all-in-one machine.

On the other hand, there are actually many singers with all-in-one machines, but like him, there are very few who do both acting and creation, and go to guest hosts when they have nothing to do.

This person grows in all aspects of others' envy, jealousy and hatred.

His talent is like being enlightened by a fairy, and he will always be inspired. He is extremely envious, but he can't imitate it at all.

In recent years, there are often newcomers who try to set up a character like "Little Candle Tea", but in the end most of them are rushed and confused, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Everyone can be a part of him, but no one can be him, replace him.

He is not like anyone, he is himself.

Lin Yao straightened his expression, sorted out his thoughts, and began to share his thoughts with Zhu Ming.

"In the beginning..."

"I think the introduction of props will better explain this..."

Even if you admit that you are not as good as him, you still have to do your best and do better, for fear that if you slack off, you will be left far away by him.

Those harsh words from Zhu Ming's mouth, the evaluation that he "doesn't fit in this circle", is enough to hear once in this life.

For a whole night, the two people's creative desire reached its peak under the stimulation of alcohol.

One inspiration after another, the notebook on the table is densely remembered.Even if it was a collaborative stage, the two of them didn't want to show weakness in the slightest, so much so that even the stage layout, stage lighting and lighting were drawn for three full pages.

"Tired?" Lin Yao asked.

"Not tired." Zhu Ming shook her head, and wrote the last stroke on the paper, "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to sleep."

Both of them drank, and it was impossible to chase Lin Yao away.

Lin Yao supported his forehead, and said helplessly, "I've been tormented by you, and I don't feel sleepy at all."

Zhu Ming's bright eyes rolled slightly, she was speechless to this ambiguous and ambiguous words.He turned on the pen and turned on the lights in the recording studio: "Record songs if you're not sleepy, don't waste time."

Lin Yao: "..."

He finally knew why this person was able to keep spinning continuously. I am afraid that all the work was pushed forward by himself, right? !

"Are you sure you are recording now?" Lin Yao asked back, to make sure he was still awake.

The two of them drank, and they were vaguely drunk, lazily and hoarse, not the usual state of voice when they sang.

"Well, let's record it now. Doesn't this state fit our vision?"

Candle Tea pushed him in, saw that he was ready, and put on the earphones: "Sing a song first, and then start the whole song from the beginning."

"Ah."

The two people who entered the working state in an instant changed their expressions, focused and serious.

Lin Yao took a deep breath, and entered the first sentence after the prelude.

Candle Tea gasped, looked up at the man singing with closed eyes inside, and pressed pause: "As expected of Teacher Lin, speaking is art."

After admiring, he raised his voice and said, "If the voice line changes again, the sentence just now is too [-]-year-old and inappropriate. It's almost the same if I hide it by myself. Can we start from the beginning?"

Lin Yao's eyes flickered, his head turned slightly to the microphone, and he looked at him outside the recording studio through the glass: "Say it again?"

"Can we start from scratch?"

"The previous sentence."

"Too eighteen forbidden?"

"No."

"...I hide and listen to myself."

"Hey, I'll record it for you alone later."

Zhu Ming coughed lightly, slapped the table and vibrated: "Teacher Lin! Concentrate on your work!"

"Okay, Teacher Zhu." Lin Yao teased and laughed.

Mature singers often know what to do without the guidance of a music producer.

Like Lin Yao and Zhu Ming, they can complete the recording by themselves. The two can not only complement each other's shortcomings, but also secretly improve their own level in cooperation. The final effect even exceeds their expectations.

At three o'clock in the morning, the final version of the recording was finalized, and while waiting for the mix, Lin Yao recorded the entire song alone for Candle Tea's archives. Only then did the two of them feel their eyelids fighting, unable to hold on, and both yawned.

"I'm going to sleep first." Zhu Ming pressed her temples, feeling a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell where the discomfort was. "Every cabinet has clothes, you can pick whatever you want."

"have a good rest."

Zhu Ming nodded and went into the room, wrapped up the quilt and closed her eyes.

It was difficult to fall asleep before, but after staying at Lin Yao's house for a period of time, he was still full of energy in the middle of the night, but the sleepiness hit him too violently.

Even the people who came to the hotel for the first time failed to entertain them well.

Lin Yao, who didn't expect to stay overnight, took out Zhu Ming's pajamas by himself, washed up, dried his hair, opened the door and entered the bedroom.

Candle tea bedroom.

"...?" Zhu Ming opened her eyes in a daze, and watched Lin Yao unceremoniously sit down on her bed, and lay down on her own.

"Sleep with you." Lin Yao put one arm around his waist and whispered in his ear, "I'll just hug you."

"Heh, you're lying to ghosts." Zhu Ming, wrapped in a quilt, turned sideways, turned her back to Lin Yao, and muttered.

The person behind leaned up, put his upper arm on his lower abdomen, found the back of his hand with his palm, and crossed them.

"Ms. Lin, can I discuss something with you?" The voice of the person in his arms was hazy, and it was unclear whether it was a dream or a sober one.

"Say." Lin Yao responded in a low voice, bent slightly, and buried his chin into the hollow of his neck.

"Will I be up there in the future?"

"..." The air froze for a second, "You are dreaming."

There was no response from the other side, only the sound of Zhu Ming's breathing.

After a while, Lin Yao was about to fall asleep, when suddenly he heard Zhu Ming struggling to make a sound: "...Mr. Lin, I'm in pain."

"??? I didn't go in." I just thought about it!

"...it's the system."

"Damn, does this thing still have the function of protecting your chastity?"

"It's not...heart...heart..."

Zhu Ming turned over with difficulty, and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her heart. The expression on her face was distorted, and she even had difficulty breathing.

Holding his hand tightly, a thin layer of sweat broke out behind him.

Lin Yao pulled up his cuff and watched the pattern on his arm flashing red quickly. Although the value did not change but the red light was still on, he couldn't help but swear.

"Fuck you stupid bastard."

"I didn't scold you, I scolded the system."

"It's time to punish people to death."

Fortunately, he just finished filming a medical drama set in cardiac surgery the year before last. He felt that Zhu Ming's reaction resembled the symptoms of angina pectoris.

"Is there any nitroglycerin?"

Zhuming shook her head with difficulty.

Also, if one person is healthy, who would prepare such a thing?

Lin Yao put him flat and said seriously, "Don't be afraid, leave it to me."

As he said that, he turned over and got out of bed, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the emergency number.

"do not……"

"Shh, life is important." Lin Yao looked serious, "I can't put the hope of saving you on me alone."

Zhu Ming's breathing became more and more difficult, and the whole breastbone wrapped her heart constricted, causing a burning sensation.

Lin Yao in his vision became more and more blurred, and he became inexplicably afraid.

Suddenly, his face was covered with a stream of liquid.

...Why is he crying?Why are you crying?

Zhu Ming felt the tears slipping from his eye sockets into his mouth in a daze. The pain in his heart made him unable to wipe away the tears that even he didn't know why.

He hasn't cried for a long time, even when he fell from upstairs that day, he didn't cry because of the pain.

Suddenly there was a burst of warmth on his face, Lin Yao leaned over and kissed his tears away: "The ambulance will be here soon, just hold on."

Lin Yao's murmur lingered in his ears, and the melody of the ballad he recorded just now also echoed faintly.

Zhuming's consciousness became more and more lax, and the second before he passed out, he subconsciously grabbed Lin Yao's hand tightly.

It's like the winter day when you fell from a building, grabbing a life-saving straw and putting all your eggs in one basket.

It's not like that winter day, when I tried my best and trusted with my whole body.

The author has something to say: Candle Tea: I want to be on it.

Lin Yao: Just dream, there is everything in the dream.

Candle Tea: My heart hurts.

Lin Yao: This is the system's retribution for your dangerous thoughts. Do you dare to think about it in the future?

system:?I can fuck you, you stinky man.

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感谢在2020-03-0509:16:13~2020-03-0608:57:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 guard;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Shou Que; 2 bottles of Qi Baobao and Lori of Brother Chen; 1 bottle of Niu Huluan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!