Mr Prejudice

Before Zhuang Lin had time to sort out his boyish feelings, he was about to turn around and get into work.

Under Zhuang Lin's repeated and strong request, the "Music Movement" that Guan Lan sang to him that day will also be added to this EP.

Guan Lan: "People release EPs or mini albums, either three songs or five songs. Here you come with four songs. It's ok. It's very individual."

Zhuang Lin: "We make music, the fourth is publishing."

Guan Lan: "...you went to the fake America, right?"

Zhuang Lin: "Well, maybe."

Guan Lan felt that Zhuang Lin was a little scary recently.

I don't talk sideways when I talk to him, and I don't habitually contradict him anymore. It seems that I have suddenly turned back from the previous state of being competitive. Now my words are gentle and my behavior is submissive. He does what he says, and he is very obedient.

Guan Lan didn't think that he had suddenly realized the traditional etiquette of ordering the old and the young, and decided to start to be a three-good newcomer who was civilized and polite.But he didn't know why, so he felt a little nervous.

Guan Lan: "Okay, let's post it. You go and have a good meal, and you are ready to enter the shed."

At first, Zhuang Lin didn't understand why he had to have a good meal when he was only in a recording studio.

By midnight, he understood.

He's still in the studio.

Guan Lan didn't get angry or scold anyone, he just rolled up his sleeves and put down the score: "Say the chorus again."

"Zhuang Lin, go drink some water, rest for 10 minutes, and then do it again."

"The takeaway is here, don't eat it in the shed, come back in 10 minutes, let's do it again."

The other staff members are obviously very used to his way of doing things, without saying a word of nonsense, and they all seem to be ready to fight until late at night.

As a singer, Zhuang Lin can't eat too much, otherwise it will affect his vocal state for a while.Guan Lan ordered a sumptuous supper for everyone, and there was only a glass of lemonade and a small convenience store sandwich at his place.

Zhuang Lin was biting the small sandwich, watching Guan Lan grabbing the coffee with one hand and the cake with the other, with a little bit of black pepper sauce on the corner of his mouth.He watched him finish the piece of cake in two or three bites, and then brushed Weibo with the coffee in his arms, his serious expression stretched out, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Zhuang Lin just looked at him like this, ate a small piece the size of a palm for half an hour, and finally bit his hand.

On the one hand, Zhuang Lin felt that it was inappropriate for the people in this room to stare at him like this, and on the other hand, he also felt that it can't be my fault, he is so good-looking, and I am not blind.

Finally, tossing until the early morning, it was finally finished.

Guan Lan: "Thank you for your hard work today. Shall I take you back?"

Zhuang Lin: "Okay."

... Guan Lan felt that he might be thinking too much, this person clearly hasn't become sensible at all.

He didn't know that Zhuang Lin simply didn't want to say goodbye to him. At this time, even if he said "Let's go for a run around the second ring", Zhuang Lin would agree without thinking for a second.

There are very few cars on the second ring road.

Zhuang Lin: "I have seen Beijing at three o'clock in the morning."

Guan Lan smiled: "Actually, you recorded very well today, and you can't make it so late according to the normal schedule. But you, Mr. Yang, gave me a deadline. Before the end of the month, the new song must be launched online. We can't wait for the heat to cool down a while ago. .We have to catch up with work.”

Zhuang Lin: "I understand. I'll be fine if it's a little later."

Guan Lan: "It seems that Mr. Yang is very optimistic about you, and wants to spend his time in supporting you."

Zhuang Lin: "It's all about your face."

Guan Lan: "I never asked him to take special care of you. Yang Peiqing is not very special in other aspects, but he is definitely very accurate when looking at an artist."

The alarm light in Zhuang Lin's heart lit up with a "beep".He remembered that Qi Fei said before that Guan Lan had a relationship dispute with Yang Peiqing.

Zhuang Lin: "What other aspects are you talking about?"

Guan Lan turned her head and looked at him teasingly: "Are you asking me about your boss' gossip?"

Who the hell cares about Yang Peiqing's gossip!

But seeing the bright smile in Guan Lan's eyes, he was stunned again and forgot to refute.

Guan Lan drove into the community, slowed down and stopped downstairs of Zhuang Lin's residence.

Zhuang Lin changed the company, so naturally he didn't live in the original place, and moved to Tianlong's artist apartment.

Guan Lan: "Okay, I've worked hard today, go back and have a good rest."

Zhuang Lin didn't want to go upstairs at all, he would rather sit in the car with Guan Lan overnight.

Zhuang Lin: "It's so late, do you still have to drive the night train back? Why don't you just stay with me for one night."

Guan Lan looked at him in surprise.

Only then did Zhuang Lin realize that what he said was an international sexual suggestion.

His current feelings for Guan Lan are still in a state of pure and noble spiritual love, and he has not thought about further issues at all.Therefore, he suddenly lost his word, and he was a little panicked.

However, Guan Lan didn't think in this direction at all, he just felt that Zhuang Lin seemed to have suddenly opened up the two veins of Ren and Du in the world in the past two days, and became so talkative and capable, which is really a very miraculous thing.

Guan Lan: "Come on, what's the matter with me staying at your house. There is no car on the road now, and I will drive back in 10 minutes."

Zhuang Lin: "It's not like I haven't lived there before."

Guan Lan: "Well, the last time I stayed there, your manager looked at me as if I had slapped her Chinese cabbage."

Zhuang Lin: ...

I have seen self-defeating, but I have never seen such a ruthless one.

Guan Lan: "You have a lot of people here. You are now a person who needs to cover your face when you go out. What should you do if you are photographed? This kind of news broke out when you just debuted. Yang Peiqing has to tear my hands apart. Even if you can public relations If you don’t publish the news, it’s hard to be caught by the reporters.”

Guan Lan: "Hurry up and go upstairs, get a good night's sleep, and you can go to the company later tomorrow."

Zhuang Lin is only a ghost if he can sleep well.

Qian Zhongshu said that a boy who is eighteen or nineteen years old and has no girlfriend is sometimes as filthy as a public toilet.

A 23-year-old single boy is not far behind in this regard.

He has no thoughts about Guan Lan for the time being, because he is still in the aftermath of a double shock of art and soul, and he hasn't recovered yet.Tonight he suddenly had a change of mind in this regard, it was like a flash flood, and the image in his heart immediately became obscene.

However, the material in his mind is really limited, and he recalled over and over again that their physical contact was just the same two times: he sent the drunk Guan Lan home, looked for the key on him, and slightly touched Guan Lan's waist , he avoided it; the other time, of course, was when he carried Guan Lan across the river and touched his thigh.

What kind of physical contact is this? It's all through clothes!Not through the fabric, but not once, not even touching hands!

He hated himself for being so rude when he first met Guan Lan and didn't even shake hands!

In the end, Zhuang Lin thought about Guan Lan's neck and collarbone exposed in his white shirt today, and he was stiff all night.

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Zhuang Lin found out that Guan Lan was right last night, and Yang Peiqing seemed to be optimistic about him.

Zhuang Lin went to the company today and was called into Yang Peiqing's office alone.

His boss first talked with him about work and life in a futile manner, and then he started asking about Guan Lan.He first asked him how busy he was with Guan Lan last night, and then asked if Guan Lan treated him well, how much he communicated with him, and whether he walked around when he was not working. Zhuang Lin almost thought that this was a half-way show His rival in love, changed the subject, and began to teach young people to be good at learning. A high-level and excellent producer like Mr. Guan wants to take you. This opportunity is very rare. You must seize it, communicate more, and ask for advice. Spare time is also used; Mr. Guan is prone to forgetting to eat and sleep when working. You young people don’t have any objections no matter how late you stay with him.

In the end, Zhuang Lin had given up thinking about his purpose. He felt that this should not be a rival in love, so he would like to do whatever he wanted. Maybe he is just like a mother-in-law.

After finally getting out of Yang Peiqing's place, Zhuang Lin walked around to Guan Lan's office, wanting to go in and say hello to him, but saw Guan Lan eating inside.

He thought about it, counting last night, this was the third time he saw Guan Lan eating takeaway.

Zhuang Lin didn't go in, but chatted with Ren Xiaofei at the door: "Mr. Guan, do you eat takeaway every day?"

Ren Xiaofei: "As long as there is no meal, eat twice a day. I don't know about breakfast, but I guess he can't make it himself. He should buy it."

Zhuang Lin inquired with ulterior motives: "Does he live alone?"

Ren Xiaofei: "He is not married, and his parents are not in Beijing, so of course he lives alone."

Can't live together without getting married?Zhuang Lin felt that the assistant Guan Lan's world was really simple.

Zhuang Lin: "His work is too hard."

Ren Xiaofei: "Actually, he's not so busy that he doesn't even have time to go out for a meal. He's just lazy."

Zhuang Lin: ...

In the afternoon, Zhuang Lin will be interviewed by a website to promote the new song.On the way, Qi Fei explained to him the main points and precautions of the interview later, his lips were burning, but he saw Zhuang Lin's expression of wandering.

Qi Fei just had a snack.

Zhuang Lin: "...I want to learn how to make soup."

Qi Fei's eyes were scratched like a knife: "Are you in a relationship?"

Zhuang Lin looked back without guilt: "Where did I get the time to fall in love? Can't I improve the quality of life?"

In fact, he pays attention to the quality of life. When he is abroad, he eats whatever he can, and he can survive with one bite. The old godmother who eats bread and fried chicken, orders a large pizza for a day, and does not become a greasy face. The fat house with acne is all due to good genes.

But Qi Fei didn't know about this.

Qi Fei: "Then find an aunt for you, who is good at cooking."

Zhuang Lin: "I haven't made much money yet, but the score is not small. What kind of aunt are you hiring? I want to learn by myself."

Qi Fei: "Then don't look for me, I'm not the one who cooks in our family. Why don't you bring your mother over here, her cooking skills are amazing."

Zhuang Lin: "She has her business, and I can't let her throw everything down and cook for me."

Zhuang Lin: "Forget it, that's what I said."

He thought about how Guan Lan was eating lunch today, and decided to go home and call his mother.