The two boats fell in love [entertainment]

The identity of the special guest is actually quite embarrassing.In a sense, it conflicts with the functions of the judges, and can comment on the singing ability of the contestants.

The program team invited them, no matter what the judges thought, they still had to be friendly on the face, and everyone greeted each other, this teacher and that teacher.

Qiao Jin didn't want to be called Teacher Hou Jie because he was not worthy.But when one is alive, one has to learn to endure, and in the entertainment circle, one has to know how to look good.

So he curled the corners of his lips and smiled harmlessly, one teacher at a time.

Lu Yu looked at him twice, others couldn't tell, the actor's eyes were poisonous, he could tell at a glance whether he was acting or not.

But thinking that he didn't mean to call others "teacher", Lu Yu felt quite at ease.

Three years have passed, and Hou Jie has aged a bit. On TV, he looks very gentle and kind, but in real life he is skinny, with nasolabial folds on the side of his nose, and sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks at first glance.

He sized Qiao Jin up with ambiguous eyes, "You've been doing well recently."

Qiao Jin didn't forget that Xinglong and Jieyin still have an album connection, he smiled: "Mr. Hou is too."

Hou Jie laughed twice: "I can't compare to you young people."

Qiao Jin: "It's all about leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, otherwise I'd be too irritable."

What he said, on the surface, sounded like self-deprecation, but in fact, he insinuated that Jieyin would not be able to survive without the big tree of Xinglong. He tried several times in a strange way, and his anxiety made people laugh.

Hou Jie's face froze, he curled his lips coldly, and didn't answer any more.

Others don't know the twists and turns, but Lu Yu just thinks that the eloquent Qiao Jin is cute.

Qiao Jin sat on the guest seat with a famous sign, with Fu Qing in his left hand and Lu Yu in his right. He became a sandwich cake.

It seems that the director of "I Sing, You Listen" is determined to learn "Coming Soon", and hope that Qiao Jin and Lu Yufu will collide with each other at the same time.

He still has something to say with Lu Yu, and with Fu Qing, he really doesn't know what to say, for fear of accidentally poking the girl's fragile and sensitive mind.

Fortunately, he didn't need to worry too much about language arts, and the recording officially started soon.

Although the outside world's evaluation of "I Sing" is getting lower and lower, but when you arrive at the scene, you will find that there are still a lot of contestants who can break into the top [-].

It's a pity that the more final, the more brutal and fierce the competition.

Before the recording started, each special guest was stuffed with a small note. On it was a list of several players who must "be" in the top ten. Don't press the wrong button when selecting the button.

The buttons on the table are one red and one blue, and the blue one means pass.

Qiao Jin did not make a mistake, because he passed all twenty contestants.

director:"……"

It's not easy to get to this point, and he doesn't want to dampen anyone's enthusiasm.Even if there were only ten people left in the end, he said to the other ten people: "You guys are great, really. There is still a long way to go. Even if there is no glory to accompany you, as long as you believe that there is light ahead, your hearts will be brighter." There is the bright moon, poetry, and wine."

"Don't give up, don't drag on, don't settle for it, and don't forget your original dream for the sake of temporary greed. It may be difficult to walk, but as long as you have no regrets, one day, you will come to the end of your hardships, stand in front of everyone, and say, I did it."

The ten eliminated contestants bowed in tears: "Thank you, teacher."

The judging panel, rendered indifferent and ruthless: "..."

Fans in the auditorium: Ah, I can do this chicken soup!

The stage lights were bright, and Lu Yu looked at Qiao Jin beside him with soft eyes.

This recording lasted for one day, until [-] o'clock in the evening.Except for a half-hour break for lunch, Qiao Jin's butt seemed to be stuck to the seat, and when he stood up, his waist was sore.

He hammered his lower back with a backhand.

Lu Yu caught a glimpse and whispered in his ear, "Come to my room at night."

The slightly hot breath sprayed on the pinna, and it took two seconds for Qiao Jin to realize what Lu Yu said, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

Before they could find out why, the director cheerfully called them to dinner.

In a five-star hotel, not to mention the Manchu banquet, delicacies from mountains and seas are indispensable.

Seeing it was so gaudy, Qiao Jin didn't know where to start.

In addition to the director and judges, the director of the TV station also came, giving them enough face.Qiao Jin claimed that he was not some important person who had to be seen. After three rounds of drinking, he saw the clue. The director was a fan of Lu Yu's movie.

Lu Yuyan smiled at Yanyan, and talked with the director in a dignified and elegant manner, and his drinking capacity was also very popular.

Qiao Jin can't do it, he pours three cups.

After the double image appeared in front of his eyes, he knew he couldn't go on like this, so he tilted his head and pretended to be drunk to death.

Lu Yu looked funny, but the little trick couldn't hide it from him.

"Yo, is he drunk now? Young man, you need to practice more."

Lin Yi and Fang Fei helped Qiao Jin into the car and drove him back to the hotel.

"...I'm fine." Qiao Jin shook his head, "Go back to sleep."

Fang Fei looked at him worriedly, "Are you all right? Can I take a shower by myself?"

Lin Yi: "Why don't you wash it for him?"

Fang Fei: "..."

Qiao Jin smiled: "Don't worry, I'll wash it myself, I won't drown."

Fang Fei rolled her eyes at Lin Yi.After making sure that Qiao Jin was not too drunk, the two returned to the business hotel.

Qiao Jin lay on the sofa for a while, and after recovering from the alcohol, he went to the bathroom to take a bath feeling dizzy.The water is not adjusted to be very hot, half-warm and not cold, just refreshing.

Mostly awake, he put on a thick cotton bathrobe, poured himself a glass of water, drank it slowly, and the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the rolling appearance of his Adam's apple.

Holding the glass, he stared at this face for a while, and sighed.

Wei Lun, Wei Lun... When can he be Qiao Jin again?

Soon, soon.There seemed to be a voice telling him in the dark.

Even if the boat is broken, even... is scolded.

It's about the essence of a singer-songwriter, the more lonely and sensitive he is, the more inspired he is.

He wanted to find a pen to write songs, but found that he did not bring a pen.

So he went to the next door, and Lu Sheng had a lot of pens.

Moreover, Lu Yu asked himself to go to his room... With Lu Sheng around, it's better not to think about it.

It was Lu Sheng who opened the door.

Sitting on the sofa, one big and one small, Lu Sheng hugged the sketchbook and watched Qiao Jin compose music on the paper curiously. The notes were like black butterflies flapping their wings in the snow, lingering and winding.

I can't read it, but it's beautiful.

Lu Sheng approached him, his nose twitched twice, his brows and eyes widened, as if he liked the smell of the shower gel on Qiao Jin's body.

Qiao Jin's writing was full of thoughts, and he finished writing a song in less than 10 minutes.

Passionate creation made him excited, he said to Lu Sheng: "May I hum it to you?"

Lu Sheng nodded obediently.

Before filling in the words, Qiao Jin hummed softly with his voice, the calm and quiet tune, as soft, hazy and melancholy as moonlight.

Lu Sheng was fascinated.

"...does it sound good?"

Tears welled up in Lu Sheng's eyes.

Qiao Jin was at a loss, "What's the matter? It's not good, I won't sing, don't cry."

Lu Sheng took a pen and wrote on the paper: It sounds good.I think of my grandma.

Qiao Jin: "..."

I don't know where to complain.

Qiao Jin put away the score and changed the subject: "Have you eaten?"

Lu Sheng wiped away his tears, nodded, and then his stomach rumbled.

Qiao Jin: "..."

Lu Sheng: "..."

Qiao Jin went to look in the refrigerator and found that there was rice, vegetables and soup in it, but he didn't move a single bite.It must have been given by Lu Yu, but Lu Sheng didn't eat it.

"How can you not eat?" Qiao Jin said, "You are still growing."

Lu Sheng lowered his head.

Qiao Jin saw that there was a lot of cold rice left, and the ingredients were all ready-made. There was a small kitchen in the suite, so he said, "Let me make you some fried rice."

Lu Sheng still bowed his head and remained silent.

Qiao Jin sang and danced by himself since he was a child. When he was hungry, he cooked food in the kitchen of the orphanage. The cooking skills were taught by the cook of the orphanage. It is not very good, but he thinks that the simple daily meals are no better than those on the roadside. The small restaurant is poor.

Dice the ham, wash a small green vegetable and chop finely, a little green onion, and two eggs.

When the oil in the pan was hot, he took the egg with one hand and tapped it lightly on the side of the pan. The egg yolk and egg white slipped into the oil with a splash, and soon became bright yellow and fragrant.

Add shallots and stir-fry with a spatula. It takes less than half a minute to heat up and put on a plate.

Then he sauteed the ham cloves, and added rice, salt, and green vegetables.

The open kitchen couldn't stop the smell from spreading. Lu Sheng was listless, but suddenly he was aroused by the smell and looked around curiously.

A bowl of ham and egg fried rice was placed in front of Lu Sheng. The rice grains were wrapped in golden color, the small green vegetables were decorated like jasper flakes, and the diced ham added a bit of meatiness to the plain color.

Qiao Jin tasted it in the kitchen and found it to be about the same level as usual.

He propped up the dining table with both hands, and his lowered eyes were gentle: "Little friend, can you save me?"

Lu Sheng: "..." Who is the kid?

But Qiao Jin said so, and the fried rice looked pretty good, Lu Sheng held the spoon and tried to take a bite out of it and put it in his mouth.

Chew once, twice, three times... Tears welled up in Lu Sheng's eyes again.

Qiao Jin: "...is it hard to eat?"

No, he has tasted it. Could it be that people have different senses of taste? ?

Lu Sheng took the sketchbook and wrote: Delicious.I think of my grandma.

Qiao Jin: "..."

Grandma is grandma.

There was a lot of fried rice, Qiao Jin didn't eat anything at the banquet, and he was hungry now, so he also made a bowl for himself, and had a meal with Lu Sheng face to face.

This scene that Lu Yu saw after entering the door.

One big and one small, sitting quietly and eating egg fried rice, the elegant and rich fragrance in this luxurious suite was completely replaced by the smell of egg fried rice.

More warmth from Si's family.

Qiao Jin stood up in a little embarrassment: "Teacher Lu..."

Lu Yu drank a little too much, he said: "You eat yours." He said and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Lu Sheng didn't lift his head from the beginning to the end, just caring about the rice.

The sound of water rushing by the sink, Lu Yu washed with cold water for two or three minutes, finally sobered up a little bit after being stunned by alcohol.

He took out a few tissue papers and casually wiped the water droplets on his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, raked his slightly messy hair back, loosened his neckline, exposing the honey-colored collarbone fossa, and then went out.

Qiao Jin poured him a glass of warm water, "Mr. Lu, do you have any hangover medicine? I'll get it without you."

"Yes." Lu Yu went to the bedroom to get the medicine, took out two pills and took it with warm water, looked at Lu Sheng who was eating happily, and asked Qiao Jin, "Did you cook the fried rice?"

"Yeah." Qiao Jin opened the window a little, and went to taste the smell of rice in the room, "Do you want to taste it?"

Lu Yu didn't answer, his eyes were rather complicated.

Qiao Jin went to eat the leftover fried rice by himself.

"Lu Sheng." Lu Yu called his younger brother, "Is it delicious?"

Lu Sheng nodded.

Lu Yu just watched his younger brother eating in silence for a while, then got up and went to the kitchen to get a spoon, propped one hand on the side of the table, and took a small bite out of Qiao Jin's bowl as if in a half-hugged position.

Qiao Jin was flattered, like a little chef looking forward to being evaluated by a famous teacher, staring nervously at Lu Yu's lips, Adam's apple, and collarbone...

Lu Yu tapped his forehead with his fingers, with a smile hidden in his tone: "It tastes good."

"..." He was obviously saying that fried rice with eggs tastes good, but Qiao Jin couldn't help but want to look elsewhere, and the roots of his ears were slightly hot.

Lu Yu thought for a while, and seemed to feel that such praise was not enough, and added: "It's amazing. I can actually make Lu Sheng kid eat."

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Qiao Jin originally thought that it was normal for children not to like to eat. While washing the dishes, Lu Yu leaned against the cooking counter and said, "Lu Sheng has anorexia."

Qiao Jin was stunned.

"That's why he's so thin and small, like a dehydrated diced bean."

"..."

Probably in the eyes of the elder brothers all over the world, the younger brother is stinky and can be entertained at any time.

"How did you do it?" Lu Yu asked.

Knowing that he was asking about fried rice with eggs, Qiao Jin said truthfully, "Make it whatever you want. But...he said he thought of grandma."

Lu Yu suddenly fell silent and did not continue the topic.

There are two bedrooms in the suite. Lu Sheng is full and has already brushed his teeth and gone to bed.Lu Yu took a special look at his younger brother's bulging belly, tucked him in the quilt, and gently closed the door.

Qiao Jin nervously sat on the sofa and pressed the remote control, and the temperature of the air conditioner jumped back and forth between 27 and 28.

It wasn't until Lu Yu came out that he put down the remote control. He stood up and was about to say goodbye when he heard Lu Yu say, "Wait for me, I'll take a shower."

Qiao Jin: "..."

The frosted glass door of the bathroom was closed, and there was the sound of splashing water.

Qiao Jin stood in the overly hot air, and felt as if he had been scalded, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his legs were numb and his waist was weak, and his heart was beating like a drum.

Is there something wrong?

Lu Yu asked himself to come to his room at night, Lu Yu asked himself to wait for him, and then went to take a shower... No matter how you look at it, it seems that something is about to happen.

Why did it become like this? ? ?

Qiao Jin's head was dizzy, his thoughts were in a mess, and he could hardly think calmly.Rationally, he felt that he should run for the door, but his feet seemed to be stuck with glue, and he couldn't move even a centimeter.

Maybe I misunderstood myself.

Well, it must be a misunderstanding.

Teacher Lu is not that kind of person.

Ten minutes later, Lu Yu came out in a pure black bathrobe and said to Qiao Jin, "Lie down on the sofa."

Qiao Jin: "........."

The author has something to say: Qiao Jin: Are you going to be...? (O_O)