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In another half a month, Su He's grandmother was transferred from the hospital to a nursing home. The sun was just right that day, and the environmental management of M City had been quite effective. The sky was no longer foggy.

The doctor in charge of the old man personally handled the handover procedures. The second young master of the Long family who was in the middle of the bridge did not show up, but called Su He to ask. The roaring engine sound was deafening from the phone, and Su He had to shout Reply, someone can barely hear it.

After Lin Jianzhong's [-]th birthday, the two never met again.

Long Yaoxuan's competition started again, and he went abroad for training ahead of time, and Su He, with work arranged by Qian Qifeng, and his grandmother in the hospital under the care of experienced doctors and nurses, seemed to have nothing to worry about.

But Su He thought of him more than ever before, thinking of his advances and retreats, his appearance and disappearance seemed to be two seamlessly linked cogs, and the card score was not bad, and then he wondered why he thought about it.

He regretted his slip of the tongue after drinking, and didn't really care what Long Yaoxuan would think of him after hearing his complaints, but what he cared about was the vague but still ringing "Don't embarrass yourself", he can still He made a pot of hot tea, rewashed and ironed the coat he had lent, but he couldn't find a suitable response, maybe there was no need for a response at all?

When he was free, Su He was entangled in these things in his mind. In the end, he decided to be an ostrich and bury his head in the sand. If he couldn't figure it out, if he didn't want to think about it, let it go.

The old man was successfully admitted to the nursing home, and Su He's heart was completely settled. At this time, the recording of the album was coming to an end, and the shooting of promotional posters and brochures was catching up.

Su He's first album is quite ingenious in design, named "Wood Color Four Grass", it contains four styles of music, and carefully selected sixteen songs, corresponding to the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter and four types of trees.

Corresponding to the four-frame picture——

In the first frame, the majestic and tall magnolia tree is vividly displayed in the picture. It blooms first and then leaves. The big flower buds on the top of the branches are pink and tender, and the huge flowers are elegant. The tree is as white as snow. The people under the tree have black hair and white sweaters. Slightly raising his head and rubbing the dark gray bark, the smile in his eyes is warm, and there are floating petals lying quietly on the ground under his feet, all bathed in the warm sun... Only beautiful lyrical love songs can carry it The warmth and tranquility of spring brings new hope.

The second frame is golden and rocky, passionate summer, under the luxuriant camphor tree, the hot beam shines through, even though there is a dense canopy, under the shade of the tree, there is a fiery red guitar in the home field, crystal sweat drips from the forehead Winding down, hanging on the chin, shining brightly together with Mike on the stand in front of him, behind him are his partners, keyboards, drums and bass, blasting heat waves with rhythm, rock and roll is the eternal theme of midsummer.

The third frame is the CHILLOUT (cool electronic) style that I tried for the first time. Among many music genres, CHILLOUT is the one that best embodies the artistic conception of the sounds of nature. The sound, the ethereal sound, restores the quiet and pleasant, original and pure spiritual feelings, especially this kind of music with psychedelic colors. When you are tired, you can relax and enjoy the lazy life. It is the style of autumn. Red Under the maple tree, there was a beige reclining chair. The singer was half asleep and half awake. The sheet music at hand was blown up gently, and it seemed that the red maple leaves were swaying and rubbing against each other, and the sound was rattling...

There are also J-POP style songs that the singer himself likes very much. J-POP is undoubtedly one of the most brilliant music that combines song and dance. Under the cedar trees in winter, dancing with the music on the thin snow, black The boots and skinny jeans fully outline the lines of the youth's legs, and the picture is full of movement. It sweeps away the chill of the severe winter without any sense of disobedience, exuding a youthful atmosphere and infinite vitality and sexiness.

On the large poster, Su He is wearing a long gray windbreaker, standing sideways in the field, the sun is setting, the night is about to drive away Jin Hui, the wind is blowing, the corners of the clothes are flying, and the black background is about to sink, From top to bottom are the pictures of the four styles of music corresponding to the bar.

Unified, it is a singer who is dependent on music.

The picture of the poster is exquisite and fresh, and it can well reflect the overall style of Suhe’s album. However, some staff members feel that such a layout will make the poster look a bit complicated and messy, with more details and less atmosphere. Some changes should be made in the layout , Su He also deeply agrees.

The two parties held their own opinions and insisted on disagreeing, so they had to suppress the report, but the little assistant of the general manager Bai told everyone with a sad face that the general manager Bai didn't come this morning on leave, and even if he called, most of them would shut down the phone.

Helpless can only postpone.

The little assistant murmured in his heart that his boss's mood has been fluctuating violently in the past two days. It stands to reason that Brother Ming Hao has been the president's agent for so many years, and he doesn't come back for a long time every year when the season is busy. Fortunately for the old man, his temper didn't disappear at all, but instead increased.

Speaking of it, the little assistant works here because of the word "chance".

He and Xie Minghao lived in an orphanage since they were young, until Xie Minghao left the orphanage at the age of eight and went to the Long family.

When he became an adult, he left the orphanage and went to work in society. He hit a wall everywhere, and worked several jobs for various reasons. It was not until he met Xie Minghao again that he stabilized.

I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, Xie Minghao has hardly changed, and he rarely talks, but his eyes are still gentle enough to make people feel warm. The two chatted about the situation in recent years, and left each other's mobile phone number It was convenient to contact, within a few days, Xie Minghao called and said that there was a job that was suitable for him, and he could try it.

He was squatting in the basement with a rent of 200 yuan a month, eating instant noodles. When he hung up the phone, tears filled his eyes, and the instant noodles choked in his throat. After so many years, who could talk to him for half an hour? I can figure out that I lost my job and lived on rotten cabbage leaves and a Wuyi packet of instant noodles. Who has the heart to understand?

Just like when he was in the orphanage, the apples that were distributed only half a month were always snatched away. Even though many people knew about it and even slowly joined the team of bullying others, only Xie Minghao, who was also thin, gave half of his total points to him. he.

He thought that even if he was exhausted, scolded to death, and buried to death, he would still be able to show himself in this job, otherwise he would be sorry for Xie Minghao's kindness.

After working by Bai Yufan's side for a long time, he gradually understood the relationship between his grumpy boss and Xie Minghao, but at the moment of confirmation, he was more happy and reluctant, just like someone marrying his daughter In terms of mood, he thought it might be a good thing for such a kind and warm person to have such a strong person like Bai Yufan take care of him.

At this moment, General Manager Bai was burning with anxiety at the exit of the airport, and his feet were about to smash the marble floor.

When Xie Minghao called him the day before yesterday, he said that he had suffered a small injury on the practice field. Although Xie Minghao had used the calmest tone to make the matter sound as insignificant as being bitten by a mosquito, Bai Yufan was still shocked. He was covered in white hair and sweat.

In fact, there was no injury, but when Long Yaoxuan was debugging the car and returned to the pit to communicate with the technicians, the place close to the engine suddenly caught fire. He was listening to their discussion, and was suddenly licked by the flames. After a few mouthfuls, it was immediately sprayed out by the staff with a fire extinguisher.

In fact, there is no need to tell each other about such minor injuries, but ever since he started following Long Yaoxuan in and out of the arena, he had promised that he would tell him as soon as anything happened. He only breached the contract once, and Bai Yufan settled accounts very seriously. Xie Minghao couldn't hold back him, so he could only tell the truth.

What Bai Yufan was worried about was that Xie Minghao's leg had been injured before, and he had to go to the hospital for regular check-ups, and this time he injured his leg again, so how could he rest assured.

However, Bai Yufan became more impatient and the plane was still delayed. After walking for nearly an hour, he finally saw Xie Minghao and the others leaving the customs.

Hastily pulled the person aside, rolled up his trousers and checked carefully, and found that there was indeed no major problem, Bai Yufan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Baofeng never let go of any opportunity to complain, with a face full of jokes, he gave a thumbs up and smiled as everyone walked out: "Brother Yufan, 24 filial piety, does Xinghan have the Hachiko Award for the loyal dog? Definitely I have to give you one!"

Bai Yufan replied carelessly, "Thank you."

Seeing Xie Minghao blushing like a super-sized tomato, Rainstorm kicked Stormwind from behind, and someone rushed towards a modern girl next to him...

When everyone was joking with each other and were about to get into the car, Bao Feng appeared half dead, and after getting into the car, Shuang slumped like an eggplant.

Bai Yufan took the opportunity to take revenge and came back: "It's strange, what happened to the big-mouthed woman who was sucked by the goblin?"

After holding back for a long time, the storm burst out with tears in his eyes: "Women are terrible!"

As for what happened to Little Storm, they didn't pry his mouth open until the end.

In the afternoon, Long Yaoxuan and Bai Yufan discussed with the working team of "Wood Color Four Grass" on the finalization of the poster and brochure, and finally decided that the poster should be simple and elegant, and only selected one frame of the lyric song as the background, and included all the rest Released on CD in brochure.

Su He also heard about Xie Minghao's injury, and called to greet him after work.

In all fairness, Su He feels closer to Xie Minghao than to Ni Qiao. It may be that the two are similar in personality to a large extent. Unless they are working, they don't like to talk much. They are delicate and think too much about life.

But Xie Minghao is gentle and trustworthy, while Su He is stubborn and guarded.

A warm sun, a cold moon.

Taking advantage of no one around, Long Yaoxuan half-seriously said: "Then I am also injured and need comfort."

Seeing Su He's expression of "there's a ghost", he put down the sample picture in his hand, walked up to Su He and stared at his eyes. The pupils of Su He's eyes were black and bright, and the whites of his eyes were slightly blue when he looked carefully. It looks like the eyes are big and energetic, looking into it is like falling into a deep pool, and you will be bound by your hands and feet and drown in it.

"I lost the game, my heart is hurt..." Long Yaoxuan whispered.

Su He lowered his head slowly and remained silent.

Just when Long Yaoxuan looked up to the sky and sighed in frustration, Su He reached out and took out a piece of wine chocolate from his pocket and put it in Long Yaoxuan's hand, and said to a delicate button with slightly lowered eyes: "Don't be sad. , try harder next time."

It wasn't until Su He's back disappeared at the door that Long Yaoxuan came to his senses, smiling at the small candy in the palm of his hand until his eyes crooked.

Outside the window, it is twilight.

The author has something to say: Thank you all for your Huahua, babies kiss each other =3=

Because a certain article has not been written for a long time, I may not have enough grasp of some plots, I will continue to work hard! !

It seems that some tubes are about to start working, come on

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