chatter [entertainment]

The corner of the bookshelf on the entire wall, step on the shelf carefully, try not to touch the books.A door shape then peels away from the bookshelf and pivots inwards to reveal the inner chamber within.

The room is smaller than the study room, about [-] meters wide, and three of the four walls are occupied by bookshelves, which are filled with comics, old records, models, toys, etc.Another wall is a floor-to-ceiling window cut from the study, narrow and tall, with thick curtains on one side.

In the middle is a workbench whose desktop can be lifted around an axis. The narrow space adjacent to the bookshelf is busy with a floor lamp. On the other side, there is only an aisle more than one person wide.

The desktop still maintains the slope he adjusted before, and the iPad with the leather protective case is placed on it.

Shell raised his foot and closed the door again, and casually put the cup in the shelf space within reach on the left hand side of the workbench, then sat on the chair and stared blankly for a while.

The curtains were not drawn, which was a little harsh when facing the window, but it was comfortable.

The sky outside was blue and there was not a single cloud to be found.

In the small and crowded space, he was wearing soft home clothes and sitting by the window basking in the sun.

There was a one-eyed little monster speaker on the shelf next to it. Sher turned on the tablet and connected it to the speaker to play a song.Strictly speaking, it's not actually a song, it's the original sound when recording the song. There is a conversation between Wu Fuyang and him that was accidentally recorded.

Shell: "I'm a little tired and I really want to sleep."

Shell: "Are you okay?"

After three seconds.

Wu Fuyang: "Huh?"

Wu Fuyang: "Me?"

Shell: "Yeah, are you sleepy?"

Wu Fuyang: "Sleepy, hold on for a while."

Shell: "I can't hold on anymore."

Wu Fuyang: "Come here."

Shell: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Wu Fuyang flicked his forehead with his fingers.

Shell: "Oh, what are you doing?"

Wu Fuyang chuckled, then stretched out his hand to remove his head covering his forehead, and blew on it casually.

Wu Fuyang: "Immortal Qi bonus."

Wu Fuyang: "Okay, you are not sleepy anymore, you can still persist."

After two seconds of silence, Shell also smiled.

Shell: "Dog talk dog talk."

In the front is the singing with soothing melody, and in the back is the daily conversation.Because of the equipment, every turn and ups and downs of the sound were clearly recorded.

After a long time, Xie Er could still recall Wu Fuyang's expression at the moment the voice sounded.

At the same time, because it was late at night, everyone was exhausted physically and mentally, and the voices of the two chatting were much softer than usual.

It sounds very warm.

At the end of a section, Shell pulled back a little half when there was only one second left on the progress bar. After repeating it three times, he let it automatically switch to the next song.He picked up the milk tea next to him, took a sip slowly, it was no longer hot, and it was just right for the mouth.

Xie Er raised his head and drank it down, put the cup back to the position just now, and then opened the Weibo account.

There were batch after batch of private messages, Schell clicked on them one by one, picked a few good pictures and saved them.

Seeing those two photos from the concert again, Schell was still moved.

When a person maintains one style all the time, and one day suddenly shows another side, this contrast will make people want to explore.When a certain aspect of contrast suits your appetite, it will inadvertently pull people into a subtle cycle-the more you explore, the more you can't control yourself; the more you can't control yourself, the more you want to explore.

That was the case with Shell.

He saved one of the pictures, stared at it for a long time, and finally decided to paint another one.

There are quite a few people asking for manuscripts, but most of the photos are recent, and the previous pictures are probably deleted.Xie Er took two photos, one was a long panoramic picture taken by Qiao Yufan, and the other was also taken by Qiao Yufan... The one Wu Fuyang suspected was hugging him.

Schell didn't care much about money when he accepted the manuscript, but it is estimated that his level is not bad, and the price offered by the people who came to him to ask for the manuscript is not low.After discussing the price and time, Shell posted a Weibo.

@话猫话不多: I’m back, I’ve received two drafts, don’t bother me soon~

Comes with an emoji pack of cats begging for life.

The people who came to him to make an appointment were all small fans, who usually spoke cutely and cutely, and Xie Er also learned something from them. Generally, the Weibo posts on this account will have wavy lines, or dog heads, or other things. A small expression, but also an expression pack.

It's almost equal to wearing a layer of cute girl's skin.

The WeChat notification interrupted Schell's thinking process. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and was speechless for a moment.

[Yangyang]: What are you doing...

[Yangyang]: Picture.jpg

The photo is of a clean dining table and an empty trash can next to it.

He seems to have overestimated his image in Wu Fuyang's heart.

Chapter 26

Shell became angry for a while, and swiped dozens of emoticons.

Then he threw the phone aside, turned on the floor lamp, got up and closed the curtains.After the heavy curtains were drawn, only the circle of light from the floor lamp next to the workbench was left in the room.

Shell sat there drawing until late at night.

Financial reports are playing on the TV in the living room.

Wu Fuyang looked down at the dozens of emoticons sent by Xie Er on the phone and flipped through them one by one, all of which he often sent.

With his fingers on the keyboard, he typed two words and deleted them. After repeating twice, he closed WeChat.

"How is it? Have you considered it?"

Wu Hai changed into the clothes of a literary youth, sat on the sofa in pajamas, and held a plate of melon seeds in his hand.

Wu Fuyang pressed the black screen of his mobile phone, sat beside him, quietly looked out of the window, "Not yet."

Wu Hai spat out a handful of melon seeds, the dark color was not angry and pretentious, it didn't seem to be eating melon seeds at all, but it seemed to be holding a contract worth hundreds of millions.

"Then think about it again. I just heard that you are not too busy recently."

Wu Fuyang nodded.

Wu Hai started from scratch at the age of 20, founded his own company, and has developed a huge Haiyu Group so far.Although it is far from the richest man, it can be regarded as a big company.

Wu Hai is not an unreasonable person, and he will not force children to do things he does not like.But sooner or later, the company will be owned by the two brothers. Now Wu Fushi obviously doesn't care about the company. He guards his small business and small family to live a peaceful and beautiful life, leaving only Wu Fuyang himself.

In the past two years, Wu Hai occasionally asked Wu Fuyang what he thought.

But he was always too busy to think.

He doesn't rule out taking over the company, it's just that there are other things to consider.

There were only group chat messages on the phone, and Schell leaned back in the chair and looked through the chat records twice, but found nothing interesting, so he quit again.

Wu Fuyang's profile picture lay there quietly. After sending dozens of emoticons in the afternoon, he didn't reply.

Shell turned off his phone in boredom, then got up and stretched his neck.He felt that this was not enough. No matter how the table was rotated or raised, he still had to look down.

Have to buy professional drawing tools.

With no job and no one to care about, Shell drank a bottle of fruit wine indulgently, and then did a wave of passion shopping at this time when he was already very impulsive.

With his drinking capacity, fruit wine and beer can be considered very indulgent.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Schell struggled and rolled on the bed for a long time, groping in bed for a long time like a blind massage master for the first time, and took out the cell phone that was covered warmly.

This time, there were a lot of missed calls, unread WeChat messages and text messages on the phone.Xie Er only had time to take a look at the red dot behind Wu Fuyang's name, and when he saw the number 11 on the small red circle behind Tian Ge's name, he woke up instantly.

It's not like his trumpet can't cover it! ! !

He tremblingly clicked on WeChat first.

[Brother Tian]: The variety show that you recorded with Yang Zai changed the director and is going to start filming again. I want to invite the two of you to go on.

[Brother Tian]: I think it's because you two are getting more CP fans now, and everyone's enthusiasm has not gone down. If you really go, you will probably be called a hype.And if the follow-up popularity continues to rise, accidents are prone to happen, which is not good for you.

[Brother Tian]: Besides, we are not short of traffic.

[Brother Tian]: So I mean no answer, but I respect your wishes.

[Brother Tian]: Think about it carefully.

Shell had no time to breathe a sigh of relief before being hung up again.Unable to say what it felt like, he hesitated to open Wu Fuyang's dialog box.

[Yangyang]: Where are you?

[Yangyang]: Why didn't you answer the phone?

Without mentioning the program, Schell was like a student who was notified the day before the exam that the exam would be postponed for two days.

He didn't want to participate, but he was a little afraid that Wu Fuyang would not record the show with him as Brother Tian worried, so as to avoid too many sharing the same stage.

Shell dialed his phone, listening to the beeping sound, the slightly flustered heartbeat gradually eased.

"What happened? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Wu Fuyang's deep voice came over, and there was the faint sound of going upstairs and closing the door.

Shell suddenly wanted to laugh, and he curled up his lips, "I accidentally drank a bottle of fruit wine yesterday and overslept."

Hearing Xie Er's voice that obviously just woke up, but with a hint of coquettishness, Wu Fuyang chuckled for no reason, "Is fruit wine turned into essence and turned into cola to lie to you? How can you be so careless."

Shell turned over, buried his face in the quilt, and hummed.

Wu Fuyang's side became quiet, only the faint sound of his breathing could be heard.

"What are you doing?" Shelly asked softly.

After two seconds, the other side said, "I'm calling you."

Shell's calm heartbeat was instantly out of balance, and he froze for a moment, "You're lying, you didn't answer right away just now, you must be doing something else."

Shell is a little more sober now, but his speech is still a little softer than usual, a little cute.

Wu Fuyang stood up and put his hands on