I went to cp variety show with my idol

Although Fu Yan was very confident in his singing skills, good singing skills did not mean that he could sing well, so he turned on his phone and went to some forums to see what others thought of him.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but after looking at it, some people really scold him, some are purely black and black, and some people are more rational, thinking that Fu Yan's business ability is nothing to say, they just don't like his character.

After summarizing the information, Fu Yan felt that he should not worry too much about his professional ability, but he still asked Jiang Mianshu: "Brother Shu, what do you think of my singing?"

Jiang Mianshu knew that Fu Yan was playing with his mobile phone. Seeing Fu Yan ask this question, he guessed that Fu Yan had seen some bad news: "I guess the teachers who taught you should have praised you. Your singing skills are not top-notch, but they are absolutely You are the best, there is no doubt about it, do you just want to hear me praise you?"

Fu Yan turned over and lay on Jiang Mianshu's body, and kissed Jiang Mianshu happily: "Although I know you are trying to make me happy, I can't believe it, but I am indeed made happy by you."

Jiang Mianshu let go of the tablet, and held Fu Yan's face with both hands: "I'm really not coaxing you, you have to have confidence in yourself. And as far as singing is concerned, except for professionals, most people don't care too much about singing skills. It’s fine to listen to it comfortably. You were not popular before, and your company didn’t pay attention to it. As a result, many songs could not show your advantages. That song "Chasing" is very suitable for you. The reason why that song can be out of the circle is because of your singing It’s also inseparable. Your voice is very recognizable, you have a good timbre, and your understanding and interpretation of songs are also very tasteful. It’s hard for others to sing your songs. Now you If you become popular, the company values ​​you, and more people will pay attention to your works, so, Mr. Fu, prepare to shine."

Fu Yan looked at Jiang Mianshu, who was close at hand, and said, "This seems to be the only time since we have known each other for so long, that you have spoken so much in one breath."

Jiang Mianshu used a little strength to hold Fu Yan's hand, and squeezed both hands together, squeezing Fu Yan's mouth into a duckling: "I've said so much, but here's your main point."

Fu Yan fluttered his arms, because his face was pinched, and he said inarticulately: "I was wrong, I can't pinch it anymore, I murdered my husband!"

Jiang Mianshu let go of his hand, and rubbed Fu Yan's red cheeks, Fu Yan said, "I always thought that your voice is a gift from God, but as for me, at most I ate your leftovers, so You have a lot of songs, but I have such a poor song."

"My songs are popular because most of them are done by myself. Of course I can create songs that suit me. Maybe it's because I have a good creative talent." Jiang Mianshu teased himself, and then answered Fu Yan's "leftovers" Rice" remarks, "As for eating leftovers, maybe we ate together when God rewarded the meal."

Fu Yan went up to steal a kiss again: "I accept this statement."

"Anyway, as long as it has something to do with me, you accept it."

Fu Yan raised his chin proudly, as if it was something very honorable: "Of course."

"The show is almost over, go to bed after watching, or you won't be refreshed tomorrow."

"Yeah." Fu Yan lay back in Jiang Mianshu's arms, looked at the screen, thought of the position just now, Jiang Mianshu should be able to see his screen, and asked, "Did you see the screen of my phone just now?"

"Looked twice," Jiang Mianshu saw that Fu Yan asked this question specially, and was afraid that Fu Yan would be unhappy if he felt that he had violated his privacy, so he explained, "I didn't mean it, it's just that you played with your phone in front of me. When looking at the tablet, sometimes I accidentally see it, but the screen is a bit dark, so I can’t see anything.”

"Of course, I use anti-peeping tempered glass." Fu Yan turned to look at Jiang Mianshu, "But you don't need to explain, and I don't blame you. You can look at my phone casually, and there is nothing shady about it."

The only "shameful" Weibo trumpet is also ready to tell you.

"You can look at my phone as you like." Jiang Mianshu took her own phone, held Fu Yan's right hand, and pressed Fu Yan's right thumbprint on the phone to unlock it.

Fu Yan looked at the phone he had unlocked, and was a little dazed like a piece of dead wood: "When did you record it? Why don't I have any memory."

"The next morning at your house, when you were sleeping."

Fu Yan thought that just now Jiang Mianshu was afraid that he felt that looking at his mobile phone was an invasion of privacy, so he explained to himself, but Jiang Mianshu had entered his fingerprints as early as the day after he confessed, and he was willing to let himself "invade" his privacy. Kissed Jiang Mianshu a few times: "You are so kind, you are the gods in the sky who came down to save me, I like you so much."

Fu Yan kissed really, Jiang Mianshu silently wiped the saliva on his face: "I don't know how to fall in love, but I see that some partners are more concerned about whether the other party shows them their mobile phones, and many people do this, so you don't Say I'm fine."

"I don't care, you're fine, but why didn't you tell me earlier." The opportunity to look at Jiang Mianshu's phone was wasted for so long, not because she wanted to check Jiang Mianshu, but because she was simply curious.

"It's not something worth mentioning. If you want to see my phone one day, just use it."

"Then can I watch it now?"

Jiang Mianshu nodded, and handed the phone to Fu Yan: "Well, whatever you want."

Fu Yan looked at Jiang Mianshu's phone, there were very few apps, and there was no game: "Don't you play games?"

"Not interested, but if you like it, I can accompany you, but I haven't played it before, so you may dislike my food."

"I like your dishes." Fu Yan looked at the WeChat icon, "Can I read your WeChat?"

"You can watch anything on my phone."

Fu Yan opened WeChat happily, swiped around, and saw the content of the chat between Jiang Mianshu and his mother, Fu Yan flipped forward, basically chatting once a month, the most recent chat was just after the broadcast of "Please Vote for Support" That will be.

Mom: Today a friend told mom that you participated in a gay variety show, why didn't you tell mom?How do you let others see you?What do you think of us?

Mom: Why do you want to participate?Just because of your mother's angry words, you will come back to school if you are not popular, and you will participate in this variety show to anger us?With your naive mentality, how can I feel at ease.

Jiang Mianshu: I want to participate

Mom: Why do you want to participate?There must be a reason for doing things, and you must always give me a reason that convinces me.

Mom: Why don't you listen to Mom's advice?I'm doing it for your own good, I don't want you to participate, can I break the contract and stop filming?The liquidated damages mother pays.

Jiang Mianshu: I will continue to participate until the last issue

Mom: It’s not good for you to participate in this variety show. It’s not good for your future career and your image. Mom is from experience. You are still young and don’t understand these things. If you keep recording until the end, mom is afraid that you will regret it in the future.

Jiang Mianshu: I won’t regret it, I’m not young anymore, I’ve already grown up, Mom, don’t always impose your methods on me

Mom: Mom has changed. Mom will not force you. I just tell you my thoughts. If you can listen to me, I will be very happy. At the same time, I also believe that I have enough reasons to convince you. You communicate.

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The next thing is to keep repeating such topics. Jiang's mother still disagrees. While saying that she will not impose her own ideas on Fu Yan, she keeps persuading her, and she will not stop until she achieves her goal. In the end, no consensus was reached.

Fu Yan looked at Jiang's mother's words, and remembered that he had talked about this topic at his home before. Jiang Mianshu said that Jiang's mother still insisted on her own ideas.

Fu Yan didn't feel it at first. After all, everyone has different ideas, as long as they don't force it on others.

But looking at it now, Mother Jiang still wanted to impose her own ideas on Fu Yan, but it was no longer in an imperative tone, but in the name of discussion.

Jiang Mianshu said that Jiang's mother was much more restrained than before. Fu Yan couldn't imagine how depressed Jiang Mianshu's life was before, and at the same time he felt that his living environment was too good.