Three Hundred Love Songs [Entertainment]

After filming the last scene, Ying Changqing went straight back to the company to meet the boss.Lu Chenghui tried his best to persuade him to stay, and he also thanked him again and again for his face, but in the end he naturally insisted not to renew the contract.

After the matter was settled, he came down from upstairs, and Lu Shaoqing was already waiting.

After getting into the car, he asked, "What's the specific situation?"

Lu Shaoqing's expression was a bit dignified, "Xiao Xia may have a psychological shadow. She was fine when she practiced at home before, but she couldn't sing when she got on stage. She was afraid, couldn't let go of her voice, and didn't dare to sing too loudly. These days Today's activities were cancelled, and the company sent him home, but Mr. Yu was too busy to come back, so I asked Xie Lan to send him to you. The news has been leaked a long time ago, and he sang on the Internet. No more songs. Don’t let him watch it after you go back, I’ll find a way to suppress the news.”

"Okay." Ying Changqing looked down at the news on the Internet, the topic of "Xia Xingge lost his voice" was overwhelming, and he didn't know how their company was doing.

His heart was also a little heavy: "I'll stay with him for a few days when I go back, and see if I can help him untangle his heart. If not, take him to see a psychiatrist in a few days."

"Okay." Lu Shaoqing said, "Don't rush, take your time. Contact me anytime if you need anything. If you need a doctor, let me know in advance, and I'll go find it."

On the way, Ying Changqing bought some food, and when they got home, Lu Shaoqing took Xie Lan away, leaving the young couple to live together.

Xia Xingge did not show a look of disappointment, but still gave him hugs and smiles when he came up, and climbed onto his back from behind, hanging on his body, saying that he missed him very much after a long time no see.

"I miss you too." Ying Changqing put the dishes into the kitchen, turned his head and kissed him on the cheek, asking for his opinion, "Should I eat first or eat you first?"

Xia Xingge bit his ear lightly, "I'll eat you first..."

"Okay." Ying Changqing walked to the bathroom with him on his back, taking off his trousers, panties and socks all the way.

After entering, Ying Changqing put the person on his back down, adjusted the water temperature, put the shower in his hand, and said to him, "I'll give you a chance to eat male god tofu."

Xia Xingge took off his coat and left a thin cotton shirt on, then took the shower at him, got him completely wet, then leaned over to kiss him, and gnawed on the two sides of his chest through the clothes. point.

Ying Changqing helped him take off his clothes, touched his smooth skin with big hands, pinched his chin and stared at him and said, "The male god will not go out to show his face from today onwards, the heart is covered by the male god." How about a stamp?"

He raised his head and pointed to his neck, "Here. Build a bigger one. Make the male god feel like being possessed by you."

Xia Xingge giggled, then hooked his neck, and moved his mouth to suck a kiss.

Ying Changqing hugged him with one arm, making the two of them close to each other, and gently patted his buttocks with the other hand, panting and said, "Try harder...do you dare to be more presumptuous?"

Xia Xingge went completely crazy, and opened his mouth to crazily mark the male god.The male god was also very cooperative, grabbing his hair and panting generously, and responded to him.

When he licked the male god's abdomen, he flicked his hardened thing with his fingers, and said eagerly: "Man god, I want to suck your microphone."

Ying Changqing couldn't help laughing, "Do you want to sing with my microphone?"

Xia Xingge looked up at him, and said with some frustration, "Maybe it was because I was scared that time and had a psychological shadow. I couldn't even sing on stage recently, and I couldn't sing the chorus..."

He guessed that the other party must have known about it, so there was nothing to tweak, so he just said it.They had agreed before that the two of them had nothing bad to say before.

"Is it okay to hurt your throat?" Ying Changqing gently pinched his cheek, "Open your mouth wide and let me see."

Xia Xingge opened his mouth obediently, "Ah—"

Ying Changqing kissed him, put his tongue into his mouth, and kept exploring.After kissing him until his whole body became limp, let him go, frowning, "It's too deep, I can't check it. Then listen to your advice and let the male god's microphone go in and check it for you."

"Okay." Xia Xingge was about to kneel down, but Ying Changqing held him back, "Wait a minute." He picked up the clothes in the laundry basket and folded them on the ground, then helped him kneel down, scraped Touching the tip of his nose, he said, "If you hurt your little knee, the male god will feel distressed."

Just this time, he thought to himself, he would never let his sweetheart kneel down for him in the future, let alone enter his throat.

This time, he wanted to fulfill his wish and see if he could relieve his psychological pressure.

He supported his shoulders and straightened his waist.

Xia Xingge held his microphone and looked up at him, "I still want to drink the male god's milk, maybe it can moisten my throat."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ying Changqing gave him a doting smile, "The whole body of the male god is yours, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay." Xia Xingge opened his mouth.

There was something wrong with his throat, and he wanted the other person to go deep and open his throat for him.

Both of them are very careful, afraid of hurting each other.Ying Changqing was tortured almost to the point of madness, and it was really with tenacious perseverance that she restrained the urge to mess around regardless.However, he didn't hold back much, instead, he held the other person's head and moved in and out of his mouth slightly to check his throat.

His lover is trying to please him, and of course he has to let him know he's enjoying it.Love needs to be magnanimous, right?This kind of thing naturally needs to be frank, he makes himself comfortable, he makes himself crazy, so there is no need to endure it at all, you have to respond to him frankly, and let him know that he is great.

In the end, as he wished, he fed him a throat of milk.

Xia Xingge leaned against his legs and panted, but she was very satisfied in her heart.

Ying Changqing found a towel to wipe him, stretched him carefully, and carried him out when he was ready.

When passing by the living room, Xia Xingge yelled again to discuss the mysteries of performance with him while watching TV.

"There is no more of my drama on the air!" Ying Chang said angrily, "Aren't real people enough for you to watch?"

"I want to read it!" Xia Xingge said, "Then you go and turn on the computer, and put the notebook by the bed for me to read."

"abnormal!"

"It's not the first time I've been so perverted, hum~"

Ying Changqing had no choice but to do it.After throwing him on the bed, he went to get his notebook and found a play of his own to play for him.

For the convenience of watching the drama, Xia Xingge lay down at the end of the bed, and folded two pillows under his head.

"You give me enough." Ying Changqing took the pillow away and put it under his waist, and said with his body against the computer, "Just listen to the sound, don't look at the computer, and concentrate."

"Isn't it you I was looking at? You're still jealous of yourself." Xia Xingge kicked him lightly, "Don't block everything."

"Don't go too far relying on the male god's favor on you! When the male god goes crazy, he insists on doing so that you can't watch the drama."

"Go and create a membership for me! Don't wait for the next advertisement to ruin my interest!"

Ying Changqing gritted her teeth: "Okay! Bear with you..."

He turned around to open a membership, and had to use his mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay.Xia Xingge couldn't help laughing watching him running around naked.

Ying Changqing glared at him vigorously, "Smile for me, and you will cry later!"

After the member opened, he immediately turned around and threw the person down. Xia Xingge said again, "Wait! Help me set it up to skip the opening and closing credits! It's the last time! It's okay again!"

Ying Changqing was almost pissed off. After setting it up, his microphone was already soft.He sat on the head of the bed and stared at the life at the end of the bed sulking. "Hurry up and coax your man."

Xia Xingge was busy watching the drama and didn't want to go, so he slid down a little bit, his feet stretched out and moved gently on his chest.

His absent-minded appearance made Ying Changqing even angrier. After standing up the microphone, he broke his legs and inserted it directly into the interface below him.

Xia Xingge let out a scream and burst into tears.

Anyway, the male god was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. Later, he really did what he did so that he didn't watch it as a drama.I don't know when he made a big move, Xia Xingge accidentally kicked off the computer.At that time, his heart tightened and he wanted to take a look, but he angered the male god again and was dragged back to kill him.

Afterwards, the male god went to cook. He picked up the computer and wanted to watch something refreshing, but he didn't expect that the computer broke and couldn't be turned on.It's useless to tap it a few times, it just doesn't light up.

Hey, lost a computer.

After lying on the bed for a while, he propped himself up and went to the living room to watch TV.Ying Changqing came out to get things, he looked up at him, pinched his Adam's apple and said, "My voice is hoarse..."

Ying Changqing poured him a cup of hot water and put it aside, "Be careful it's hot." He rubbed the other person's head and said to him, "There is oily smoke. I close the kitchen door. I need to knock on the door."

He went back to the kitchen to continue cooking, and he didn't put chili in all the dishes for the evening.Since he was with Xia Xingge, he didn't eat spicy food at home.

Lu Shaoqing called him and asked how the situation was.He was talking on the phone with his earphones on and said, "I can call. I can make a high pitch."

Lu Shaoqing didn't quite understand, "Does it mean that there is no barrier to singing in front of you?"

"No, it's on the bed."

"Oh...then, you continue to observe."

After hanging up the phone, Ying Changqing stuffed the earphones into his trouser pocket, continued to cook, and continued to think about his Xiaoxia's voice.In the past, when they were making out, he would seal his mouth with kisses, and he was not allowed to yell to avoid hurting his throat. This time, he was allowed to yell throughout the whole process, and he deliberately did not restrain himself. He did it a few more times to please him as much as he could. Just let him yell it out loud.Although I don't know if it can break through his psychological barrier, but at least it can relieve him a little bit of pressure.

Xia Xingge himself realized this, and mentioned it to him during the meal, saying that he felt very comfortable after shouting, and wanted to try singing to him when his voice got better.

"Yes." Ying Changqing scooped up a small bowl of soup for him and handed it to him, "Let's take our time, don't be impatient."

"Okay." Xia Xingge picked up the soup bowl and took a sip, "Because it's not a physical problem, it should be overcome slowly. You don't have to worry too much."

His own mentality is not bad, Ying Changqing was a little relieved, and advised himself to be positive and optimistic, not to put more pressure on him.

Yu Yin came back the next day, came to see them, and brought some food.

Xia Xingge didn't go home with her mother either, and was tired of spending time with her boyfriend all day.

He asked: "When will you join the company and start a new life? I want to see you make some good scripts."

"No rush. I'll talk about it when you get well." Ying Changqing was sitting on the sofa, holding a new laptop and writing. "I'll finish this script first."

Before, Lu Shaoqing gave Zheng Xingrong a story outline and asked him to ask his wife to write the script. After a while, Zheng Xingrong took the things back and said that his wife had encountered a bottleneck and couldn't write it, so he took over the job due to love. come over.He is very interested in martial arts stories and has shot a lot, so he wants to try.

He took the introductory screenwriting guide book he had picked up from Hei Mei to study, and also learned from the screenwriting teachers he knew online. He took the time to write a draft and showed it to Lu Shaoqing.Lu Shaoqing sent someone to print a copy and took it back to the old man. The old man was quite satisfied and gave him some suggestions for him to refine it slowly.

Xia Xingge sat next to him, looking at the little notebook he had when he was wandering, on which he wrote many things and drew pictures.

Draw his portrait.

He couldn't help laughing, "So you were thinking about me all the time? Hehe~"

"Look how beautiful you are." Ying Changqing turned his head and pointed to a blank space in the notebook, "Give me a mark."

"I'll give you a score of 100." Xia Xingge took a pen and gave him a score in the blank space. He flipped through several paintings and wrote the scores one by one.After finishing writing, he asked, "You have written a lot of stories, do you want to develop into screenwriting in the future?"

"I can't tell." Ying Changqing flipped through his notebook, "These are all stories I made up based on other people's messages. At that time, I was listening to the music in the store while watching the rain outside, and felt very I have an artistic conception, and then I frantically fill up these stories of sadomasochistic love in my mind. Sometimes I am moved, and I can’t help being filled with emotion and tears. At that time, I thought, these stories are really great. If I write A good script team will definitely move the audience to tears!"

He paused, and then said with emotion: "Actually, I gained quite a lot during that time... Although I was very depressed, I saw a lot of people and things, and I felt that I was relatively lucky. I thought about it carefully, My sister and Sister Chan asked me to be an actor, even if they really expected me to win an actor or something, if I think about it further, I want to see me bring more excellent film and television works. Because the actor is not the end, it can even be said to be A new starting point. After I figured this out, I felt that I should go back, continue to experience, continue to learn, whether it is writing stories or performing, I will try my best to bring you better works."

Xia Xingge looked at him and smiled: "Then ask me to make the soundtrack? I will also study hard to further improve myself."

Ying Changqing smacked his face, "Okay, let's study together and make progress together."

After Xia Xingge's voice got better, he tried to practice singing. There was nothing wrong with singing in a low voice, but he couldn't do it when he sang at a normal volume.His mother and boyfriend quit the karaoke room and asked him to sing by himself, but he still couldn't do it after several attempts.

Later, with their company, he could barely finish singing soothing songs, but it was still difficult to sing the high-pitched ones.The company is pressing hard, he still has a lot of work tasks, if they cancel all of them and let him recuperate slowly, the company will lose too much.The boss also hoped that he could show up to appease the fans, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and record a video to post on Weibo.

In fact, he felt that his recovery was not very good, but the company still sent someone to pick him up and go to work.He thought that he might find a little confidence when he returned to the stage, so he went.It was inconvenient for Ying Changqing to go with him, so his mother accompanied him.The result was not good, something went wrong during the rehearsal.He left dejectedly, very depressed.

On the way back by car, I also saw a suspected staff leaked the news on the Internet, saying that his singing was almost at the scene of a car accident.The comments were ridiculed, and he was in a terrible mood.

Suddenly, I felt that it was nothing to be blackmailed before. After all, those were just gossips, and the fake ones couldn't be true.But now, it's no longer a rumor, he really can't sing well.

He silently calculated in his heart, calculated his age, and found that he was so young.It's really a pity if I can't sing anymore.

He just didn't dare to think about it.