I heard that I don't sing love songs [Entertainment]

It's rare for Zong Yuan to have a scandal, but who knows that the actress in the photo didn't make any noise, and was robbed of the limelight by two men, Qin Guan and Yi Zhou, and finally evened out when Huashang Entertainment dealt with the mess for its artists Storm, this actress is probably one of the most insignificant heroines in the history of gossip.

The rumored actor has been at Yizhou's house for three days now, and they all say that Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, but the first day they get along is decorated with lights and festoons, the second day is a long stream, and the third day Zong Yuan thinks of Yizhou How do you feel disgusted.

For no other reason, when he was creating, Yi Zhou could not help but touch this and that by his side, as if he would never be able to toss enough, if he inadvertently wiped the gun and misfired, half a day passed, what a waste of time .

"Brother, I'll go back to City A tomorrow morning." At night, Zong Yuan said while lying on the bed.

Yi Zhou just came out of the shower and was drying his hair by the window. He didn't listen to what Qing Zongyuan said, so he turned off the hair dryer in his hand and asked, "What?"

"I'll go back tomorrow." Zong Yuan repeated, after thinking for a while, he added, "Next week, I'll have to cram for the cover of a magazine to keep fit."

Yi Zhou lightly raised his lips and asked him with a smile: "Do you think you haven't exercised enough these days?"

Zong Yuan glanced at Yi Zhou coldly, Yi Zhou restrained his smile and said solemnly, "I won't make trouble with you tomorrow."

Zong Yuan didn't say any more about whether he wanted to leave, Yi Zhou continued to dry his hair, and reflected on whether he had really gone too much these days, and finally came to the conclusion: no.

But he definitely wouldn't tell Zong Yuan, otherwise, with Zong Yuan's temper, whether he could go to bed tonight would be the same thing.

He dried his hair and lay down on the bed, hugging Zong Yuan's thin waist from behind. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Yi Zhou always felt that Zong Yuan's body was cold, and it was very comfortable to hold him in summer.

"Yuan'er will stay with brother for another two days, huh?" Yi Zhou whispered in his ear.

Zong Yuan turned over and turned to look at him, "Are you leaving the day after tomorrow?"

Yi Zhou thought for a moment, "Yes."

Yi Zhou was invited to participate in the European Fashion Week. The schedule in mid-September has already started preparations a few days ago. If he didn't want to stay with Zong Yuan for a few more days, it would not have taken him so late to start.

"I will stay in Europe for about a month. There are a few cooperations I want to talk about. You can contact me when you have time and don't care about the time." Yi Zhou told him.

Normally, Zong Yuan doesn’t actively contact Yi Zhou many times. Even if he mentioned it many times, he can count on his fingers in a week. Don't make a phone call just because you're worried about disturbing him.

Zong Yuan let out a "hmm", which sounded perfunctory, and Yi Zhou rubbed his head, feeling a little helpless.

Two days later, Yi Zhou and Zong Yuan boarded the plane one after the other. Zong Yuan returned to City A, and Yi Zhou went to Europe. The two had no intimate behavior at the airport. Although Yi Zhou said that he wanted everyone to mention Zong Yuan I can still think of Yi Zhou when I was young, but when it comes to Zong Yuan's development, he should or must restrain himself.

Both of them understood that they would have to wait until the National Day in October when they saw each other again this time. During the nearly one-month vacancy in the middle, neither Yizhou nor Zongyuan had as much time to spend together as expected. , the reason why Zong Yuan was willing to stay for another two days.

Without saying a word, Yi Zhou looked back at Zong Yuan after walking all the way. Zong Yuan was carrying his luggage and walked with his head down. Suddenly he felt something and turned his head. Sure enough, he saw Yi Zhou smiling at him. Zong Yuan could not smile. Come out, raised his hand and waved as farewell.

On the journey back to City A alone, it was quieter than expected. He was sitting by the window, and the girl next to him recognized him as he spoke several languages ​​excitedly. Finally, he took out the sketchbook from his bag and held it carefully. He asked in front of him if he could sign her autograph.

Zong Yuan didn't hesitate, took the pen and paper and skillfully signed his name, and when returning it to her, the girl told him that she had collected all his albums since his debut.

"Brother, when can you hold the concert?" The girl asked him in a low voice.

Zong Yuan lost his mind for a moment. The taxi driver asked the same question last time, and the girl in front of him also asked the same question. He selectively avoided many facts that he did not want to accept, but he had to admit that even if he chose to forget, as long as he When he was still singing, someone helped him remember it.

"I don't have any plans for this at the moment, but I don't think I'll keep you waiting too long." He answered her with what he usually said to reporters, and he saw a hint of disappointment in the girl's eyes.

The girl hid it well and smiled brightly at him, "It's okay, I'll wait for brother."

Zong Yuan suddenly felt guilty, different from the carelessness and perfunctory when facing the reporter, when he saw the innocent eyes of the girl, he felt like a sinner, struggled for a moment, closed his eyes and looked out the window.

Zong Yuan was wearing earphones, playing Yizhou's piece repeatedly. When Yizhou asked him how he felt after playing for the first time, he said that it was like a battlefield for fighting, it was the vigor and stillness of life, but with Playing it on a loop again and again, he seemed to hear some other feelings. He always felt that what Yi Zhou wanted to express was not just those.

The girl next to him has been quietly looking at him, but she never picked up her mobile phone to secretly take pictures of him or disturb him. Zong Yuan was so moved that he took the initiative to take a photo with her before getting off the plane, and listened to her saying goodbye to him Said: "Brother, in fact, I have read every interview of yours. We know that many things have gone against our wishes. I will always be with you. You must continue to sing."

Zong Yuan nodded, the face under the mask was expressionless, but the stars and the sea were hidden in his eyes.

During his interview, the most embarrassing time was when he was stopped by several reporters and asked harshly: I haven't released a new song for more than a year, and I have been relying on frequent variety shows to gain my sense of presence. Is it not doing business properly?

He had just finished recording a variety show. He hurt his throat by eating a lot of lemons. He bowed to the camera without saying a word, and walked out of the camera under the escort of security.

Some people scold him for not repenting, some say he does not accept criticism, and some people tell him that it’s okay and we can wait, but it’s a pity that he is drowned in gossip.

In fact, he occasionally checked his Weibo on Bai Lin's mobile phone, because he didn't take care of it himself, and Qi Gaoyang didn't post on Weibo when there was no commercial significance. There was a group of people who encouraged him over and over again without getting bored.

Qi Gaoyang never bothered to reply to them, and they didn't feel left out.Zong Yuan can see it, so every song of his contains his own creation. He wants to sing it to them in this form, hoping that they will understand it one day.

He has never sung love songs in the true sense, and each song hides his feelings privately. In his eyes, he does not understand love, and those who accompany him are more like relatives, distant relatives , Encourage him, also made him.

Zong Yuan took the initiative to go to the company to find Qi Gaoyang's office. He rarely took the initiative to step here, but the situation forced him, maybe he really couldn't wait that long, because one day he couldn't convince his heart to hide it from the fans. Sooner or later, he will hide in the sea of ​​people because of love.

He likes music, he likes to sing, and he is willing to let go of everything and start over every three years, but for him, Yizhou is the kind of existence that can make him give up everything just to get him.

I didn't dare to think extravagantly before, and I dare not live up to it later.

"I heard that you have changed a lot recently, and now it seems that it is indeed as others have said." After talking about his request and chips, Qi Gaoyang looked him up and down, and said with a natural expression, "Your face It’s much better, the long vacation I gave you should be very comfortable.”

Zong Yuan remained indifferent as always, sitting opposite him neither humble nor overbearing, as if he wasn't the one who gave the other party a step today, "For the remaining year or so, you and I should hope that our cooperation will go smoothly."

Qi Gaoyang laughed twice, "That's right, but you think too much, it's hard for me to believe you."

"My sincerity is here, believe it or not." Zong Yuan didn't intend to speak again after finishing speaking, half leaned on the office chair, tapped the cold armrest with his fingers, waiting for a reply.

Qi Gaoyang looked at him for a while, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Lu Xingyan said that you and Yizhou are getting closer, and you didn't take advantage of the vacation I gave you to fall in love. You surprised me a bit. The lover I have been in love with for seven years is worth it. But you want to sing?"

Zong Yuan frowned. Yi Zhou's name, which he didn't want to hear, was spoken out of his mouth. After a few seconds of silence, he calmly said, "He has nothing to do with my music."

Qi Gaoyang tried several rounds but couldn't figure out his thoughts, Zong Yuan looked clean and transparent, and he really relied on this transparency to disguise himself.

Some people hide too deeply and make people more defensive, and some people protect themselves by throwing out some weaknesses.

Zong Yuan is the latter.

"I'll think about it." Qi Gaoyang said.

Zong Yuan nodded, opened the door and went out.

He was walking on the promenade, and people who passed by occasionally were familiar with his face and greeted him when they passed by.

When Zong Yuan walked out of the gate and saw the sun outside, he suddenly felt his body warm again.

Zong Yuan left, Lu Xingyan came out from the lounge, glanced at the closed door, "President Qi wants to promise him?"

Qi Gaoyang raised his eyes and looked at Lu Xingyan, "What he wants is to have a song and hold a concert, and I can get more than that from him."

To put it bluntly, it is a business that is sure to make money without losing money. For a while, he wanted to teach Zong Yuan a lesson to make him succumb, and transferred the resources that the company handed over to Zong Yuan to Lu Xingyan. A lot of mind, but it can't always be like this.

He has a lot of artists under him, but there are some high-end resources that no one else can replace.

Two days ago when I heard Lu Xingyan talk about the unusual relationship between Zong Yuan and Yi Zhou, I felt a little headache. He knew too well what Yi Zhou meant to Zong Yuan, and his suppression this time might have been self-defeating to make Zong Yuan feel like a fish in water.

Unexpectedly, Zong Yuan took the initiative to come to give the steps today. Could it be that he and Yi Zhou have not yet spread out?

Qi Gaoyang was thoughtful, but Lu Xingyan on the side was a little anxious, "President Qi gave him a chance to develop, and he won't stay when the contract expires."

Qi Gaoyang sneered when he heard the words, "I'm not going to let him leave in a glamorous manner at all."