The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

After the opening of the recording studio at home, Shen and Qiu never went to the company again, and ran to the recording studio whenever they had time.

Sometimes when Aunt Liu was not at home, she would go upstairs at the meal time to remind them to eat, and Shen and Qiu might get so involved in forgetting to eat.

When Yi Sheng came back, he heard Aunt Liu complaining, "Mr. Xiao Shen is ignorant, and the food doesn't taste very good."

Aunt Liu compared the bowls in her hands: "He couldn't even eat the bowl of rice that Mr. Shen was carrying."

She was very worried: "Make things for him in different ways. It doesn't seem to have any effect."

The place where Yi Sheng┳Pai Hao Tiao Liu Yuan Gu Bi Bu squatted was empty, and the children who were supposed to come to eat did not come on time.

"Aunt Liu." Yi Sheng said, "Didn't you invite He Qiu to have dinner today?"

Aunt Liu, who was complaining, stopped her head: "Ah, yes, when you come back, you will be very jealous!

"Look at my memory, I'm willing to thank you—"

"No need." Yi Sheng stopped him, "Ahem, please!

Shen and Qiu sat quietly in front of the microphone.

His skin was already white, but now it was too pale. Beads of sweat were beaded on his pale skin, which rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

Shen Heqiu's eyes flickered and flickered, and his eyes fell on the ground unfocused.

His crumpled sheet music was also thrown on the ground.

For a while now he has been in the recording studio at home

But there is no merit or demerit.

At the best of times he's finally able to sing a short full line of the melody, but soon he can't hear the accompaniment in a chaotic heart throbbing, his breathing and voice messed up.

Can he really...can sing it?

Yi Sheng raised his hand and knocked on the door of the recording studio: "He Qiu."

He waited for a while, there was no response in the recording studio, and there was silence.

Yi Sheng frowned, and just about to continue knocking on the door, the door opened from the inside.

"Aunt Liu..."

Shen Heqiu poked his head out from the door, thinking that Aunt Liu had come to urge him to go down for dinner, but instead saw Yi Sheng who was unexpected.

"Yi Xianjun is contemptuous and despicable, but the tone is weak.

Yi Sheng┳Pa Chengxian, the man who is jealous of the twisted man, the man who is so jealous, and the man who is so jealous: "If I knew it, I wouldn't have built a recording studio for you, and once I went in, I wouldn't know how to eat?"

Shen Heqiu would not lie. Hearing Yi Sheng's question, he just lowered his head guiltyly, not daring to look at Yi Sheng.

Like a child who is called by teacher H in class but can't answer.

It's not bad enough to say it's bad, but it's good enough.

Yi Sheng had nothing to do with him. He didn't want to be the homeroom teacher that the children were afraid of, so he had no choice but to condone the above behaviors that were barely tolerable: "Okay, let's go eat."

Shen Heqiu took a deep breath and ran away.

Yi Sheng helped him close the door of the recording studio, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a few pieces of paper falling on the ground, and the movement of closing the door stopped.

He went in and picked up the papers.

It was probably crumpled and unfolded vigorously by someone, and the white paper with the lyrics and score printed on it was crumpled.

Yi Sheng stood where he was, ┝tearing up the papers and putting them on the ground.

He exited the room, closing the door behind his back.

Yi Sheng took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket, and went through all the videos and photos that Lin Chengjun sent over not long ago.

The person who messed with Shen and Qiushui Cup at the Binshi concert was more cautious. He asked Lin Chengjun and Assistant Cheng to investigate together.

The security measures on the night of the concert were indeed very complete. If outsiders above U sneaked into the backstage, it would not be feasible to implement.

But if it is an insider.

Although there are quite a few people, they can always find out the rats after checking them one by one.

In addition to this matter, he probably has to do something more serious.

On weekends, Shen and Qiu went to the coffee shop to work part-time during the day, and after returning home and having dinner at night, they wanted to bury themselves in the recording studio.

But was stopped by Yi Sheng.

Shen Heqiu lived here for so long, and it was the first time that he knew that there was a small projection room in the villa, which could be used to play movies.

", ┑ valerian austere jun despise oyster decadent Щ 蟮匚 province

Yi Sheng avoided answering: "Does He Qiu like movies?"

Shen Heqiu thought for a while: "... like?"

"Then take you to the movies next time." Yi Sheng said, he adjusted the projector and turned on the projection.

Shen Heqiu listened to it in his heart, he was puzzled sitting on the sofa, next time?Not now

Yi Sheng pressed the play button, got on the sofa, and then answered Shen and Qiu's question: "Not today!

The picture on the screen gradually became clear, and the sound was full of voices.

Shen Heqiu raised his head, and saw a group of cheering signboards as brilliant as the Milky Way, as well as the dazzling lights on the stage not far away.

He was standing on the stage.

There are thousands of listeners and fans in the audience.

"Does Heqiu┕have his own stage?" Yi Sheng sat aside, ┳ zooming in on the screen.

The light of the screen was reflected in Shen Heqiu's eyes, the roar of people's voice gradually weakened in his ears, but the sound of music gradually became louder.

He murmured: "No..."

Was this what he looked like when he was on the stage?

Shen Heqiu looked at it curiously for a while.

The camera panned the auditorium, and then zoomed in on the faces of the people on the stage.

Shen Heqiu:! !

He ┳ covered his own face, and then slowly felt shy and embarrassed.

It's so strange to feel like I'm about to sing!

Shen Heqiu's earlobe was flushed red with shame, his eyes glanced at the remote control, and he got up eagerly to take it over to turn off the playing video.

Yi Sheng sensed his intentions, before Shen Heqiu stood up from the sofa, he grabbed the man's hand, pulled Shen Heqiu back, and hugged him into his arms.

Shen Heqiu slumped down on the sofa in a daze, a little confused why they stood up by themselves, but sat down on the side of Yi Xianchen.

Yi Sheng thought it was cute, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Silly.

Shen Heqiu came back to his senses, and when he saw Yi Sheng┳Pan, his face turned red immediately.

"No, no┱飧gong! I don't want to look at the screen.

Do not?

Yi Sheng┝Searching for a school had Shen Heqiu's beautiful profile faces on the screen, so I understood.

This is shy?How come it's so easy to be shy.

Yi Cheng hugged Shen and Qiu Ban in his arms, coaxing him softly: "Why don't you want to watch?"

"Heqiu looks great on the stage, and you sing, everyone likes you very much."

Probably to prove Yi Cheng, Shen and Qiu hid in Yi Cheng's arms, their eyes were closed, but their ears could hear the voice on the stereo.

"Chirp chirp!

"It sounds so good!"

"Ahhhhhhhh is the debut song!"

"Autumn ah ah ah!"

Shen Heqiu couldn't hold back and turned his head, wanting to ┮ Lie Di

Just take a look.

Yi Cheng watched Shen Heqiu's side faces, and saw that he didn't react too aggressively, so he knew that he wasn't really afraid of the stage and the audience.

It may just be a lack of positive feedback from these, and U doesn't have enough courage to speak up in front of others.

Shen Heqiu watched it for a long time.

His eyes stayed on the countless light boards lit up on the screen, and what he heard were the joyful crowd shouting his name.

"Why show Jun... this." Shen Heqiu asked softly.

Yi Sheng's sharp outline was softened by the blurred shadow: "There is a disobedient kid who has been eating badly because he can't sing."

"Really?" He squeezed Shen Heqiu's fingers.

Shen Heqiu lowered his eyes, the emotions in his light amber eyes were covered by his slender eyelashes and disappeared in the darkness.

"But I've been, always been, unable to sing."

"Is there a talk about Kang's exchange for Shenglao and Jiji?"

The moment he asked, his tone was panicked.

Too many failures piled up frustration and discouragement, which almost exceeded Shen and Qiu's load.

He couldn't handle so many negative emotions in the first place, and he was almost at the limit of what he could bear.

Yi Cheng held Shen Heqiu's face, lifted it up slightly, and sighed when he saw the reddish eye circles.

"Why are your eyes red?"

He stroked Shen Heqiu's reddened eye corners comfortingly, with gentle pressure on his fingertips.

"Cough ス and Qiu U have concerts." Yi Sheng said, "Except for the recent one, there is no way for Kan Hui to go."

Shen Heqiu: "Mr. Yi...has been there?"

Yi Sheng smiled: "Don't believe me?"

He raised his head,

"For this concert, Chandiao is at the rightmost position in row 2c."

"Afterwards, the world will be happy again!

Yi Sheng fell into memory: "Only during the first concert, Kong was at 11b, relatively back row."

The first time was Lin Chengjun who dragged him to listen.

At that time, Yi Sheng was confronting Yi Pengcheng. He was too young and his foundation was not stable. To tear Yi Pengcheng away from the position of the Patriarch of the Yi family would be a terrible thing to hurt the enemy.

Ke Yisheng had to do it.

During that time, he was so busy that he took sleeping pills too frequently and lost its due effect, so that his insomnia worsened to the point where he couldn't sleep all night.

Lin Chengjun was really afraid that he would be exhausted to death, so he dragged people to the concert, in the name of relaxing.

In the end, he really hit him on the wrong side. Yi Cheng, who couldn't close his eyes and fall asleep for four consecutive days, fell asleep at Shen Heqiu's concert.

Because Shen Heqiu sang a soft song "Sleep".

Since then, Yi Sheng has asked Assistant Cheng to grab every concert ticket for Shen Heqiu.

Then sit in the rightmost position in the front row, put on a blindfold in a hidden corner, and listen to music with your eyes closed.

It was Shen Heqiu's singing that allowed him to survive those too difficult days.

Yi Sheng thought Shen and Qiu didn't believe it, and joked, "If I still have the ticket stub, it will prove my innocence."

He is a little regretful, tickets for the concert are still quite hard to get

After all, when Cheng Ming robbed tickets, he cast a wide net, leaving the best seats, and returning the remaining tickets.

The platform once wanted to blacklist Cheng Ming as a scalper, thinking that he bought so many tickets to resell them.

"Every song I have engraved on you is very nice."

"Tarta call the tortoise, the pretty artist, the pure and the 膯!

"You, you are entitled to be liked by so many people."

The video was broadcast to the end of a concert, and the applause and applause of the audience was deafening and overly enthusiastic.

"Chirp!!"

"Jijiu look here!!"

"Jiujiu, let's sing another song! It's so good, woo woo woo—"

"I like Jiujiu now!

Shen and Qiu looked at the light boards swinging left and right, and clusters of waving fluorescent sticks on the screen.

His eyes seemed to be filled with streamers.

The heartbeat speeded up slowly and regularly, and the eye sockets and the tip of the nose were sore.

It turned out that when he sang, so many people in the audience were watching him.

When did he forget?

I forgot that there was such a group of people watching him under the stage, applauding his performance happily, and feeling sad and lost when he was injured.

The video continues to play slowly.

The camera faithfully records every smiling face.

"Chirp!"

"The autumnal equinoxes will always stand with you!"

"You've been fine!"

Shen Heqiu raised his head and was in a daze for a moment, as if sparks were dancing in his eyes.

On the screen, the person standing on the stage bowed his head.

The lens zoomed out, shining countless twinkling stars in the sky.

At this moment, Shen and Qiu on and off the screen were watching the vast sea of ​​stars together.

That look was probably quiet and gentle.

The video froze here for a moment, then cut to the next concert.

"Yi Xianyou...where are you sitting?" Shen Heqiu suddenly asked.

Yi Sheng┳Pan raised his finger to the upper right corner with slightly red eye circles: "Here."

He laughed: "I'm the only one in the field who is sleeping."

Shen Heqiu stared at the upper right corner, and vaguely saw a blurred and shrinking figure. When everyone was waving light sticks, only he was relaxing on the seat, as if taking a nap.

"Really sleeping." Shen Heqiu pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

Yi Sheng pinched the tip of Shen Heqiu's nose: "I can help you sleep better with a wave of your heart."

Shen Heqiu didn't hide, but tears flashed in the amber eyes.

The accompaniment at the end slowly flows in the room, the night outside the window is getting darker, and the street lights are reflected on the glass window brilliantly, creating a halo of light.

In a peaceful atmosphere, the music slowly ended.

The video also played to the end, and the screen was blankly lit, illuminating the two hugging each other on the sofa.

Shen and Qiu leaned against Yi Sheng's chest, and could hear each other's steady heartbeat.

The man has broad shoulders and long arms, and when he is hugged, he seems to be able to keep everything out of U.

Shen Heqiu actually liked his embrace very much, it always made him feel at ease, like a protective umbrella that could firmly protect him inside.

He heard Yi Cheng seem to smile, and there was a slight chuckle in his chest.

The man's voice was low and slow: "Forgive me!

"Can Jiujiu coax Ke to sleep?"

The author has something to say: Today is a little thicker!I am awesome!

Because of helping Yi Sheng to grab tickets, Assistant Cheng once thought of becoming a scalper and making a fortune ×

感谢在2020-12-2117:04:01~2020-12-2216:45:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 inside;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of summer memories; 5 bottles of Jiajia; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!