The actor only wants salted fish

??It's winter, if I wish Yu alone, I won't feel cold when I wander around.

??Being blocked from the road, I felt uncomfortable everywhere in the cold, so I just asked, "Master Chi, what exactly do you want?"

??These words are a bit ear-piercing, Jin Shengchi: "I have a name."

Whether in school or outside, there are many people who call him Young Master Chi, but when they come out of Zhu Yu's mouth, they feel that he is too far away and outspoken.

??Obviously when he was on the set, he still called him by name, beat him with mice, and had motorcycles...

?? With inexplicable grievances and fear of being kicked out again, Jin Shengchi said neatly what he had been thinking about for a long time: "I didn't think about what to do, how dare I... In the past I belittled you, mocked you, let I know I was wrong when someone bullied you, and I regret it, Zhu Yu...yes...sorry."

?? I have never bowed my head to anyone since I was a child. Even if I was taught by my elder brother, I can only be convinced or not convinced. I wish Yu here, this is the second time.

?? Zhu Yu was a little surprised.

?? Xiaobawang is... apologizing to him?

?? Such an arrogant and willful person, with his head hanging down and his shoulders slightly slumped, revealing his vulnerable side, the impact is doubled.

?? Zhu Yu couldn't help but wonder, did he read a fake original work, or was he cut off by Jin Shengchi because he hadn't grown up yet?

??Ah no, it's right.

??Looking at Shangjin Shengchi's expectant eyes, he couldn't help sighing.

??The original owner is gone.

?? In the past, the original owner may not be wrong, but it is true that he was bullied. Forgive me...Zhu Yu doesn't think he is qualified to say "It's okay."

??Just said: "I see, let's go."

??This is... unforgive?

Feeling empty in his heart, Jin Shengchi took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "Here, I hope it can help you."

??Afraid that Zhu Yu would refuse again, stuffed things into Zhu Yu's hands, and strode away.

??Zhu Yu opened the paper, and wrote it like a small essay: "...the diet is light, I like vegetables, except carrots... Meat likes beef... I like quietness, I hate noise... I like black, white and gray , hate bright colors..."

??Remarks on the bottom line: Brother Zhou's preferences and my brother only know so much. If you need help, please call me at any time.

??Understood, this is a piece of information about Mr. Zhou's likes and dislikes.

??It seems inaccurate. Yesterday I ate Kung Pao Chicken, the day before yesterday I ate sweet and sour fish, and before that I ate hot and sour golden needle beef. The taste of the boss is quite varied, and the meat is not limited to beef.

?? Also, he wore a bright red sweater on weekends, and the boss said it was not bad.

?? But there are some accurate points, for example, the boss’s clothes are indeed a lot of black, white and gray, and moreover, he really doesn’t eat carrots at all.

??Writing a lot on paper, a few words are just a point, very cumbersome.

?? If someone else gave this thing, Zhu Yu would have to treat someone to a meal no matter what he said, regardless of whether it is useful or not, at least he has a serious heart.

??Ke Jin Shengchi...

?? Find an opportunity to quietly return it to others.

?? After school in the afternoon, Zhu Yu was blocked by Zhu Shaoran.

?? Zhu Shaoran: "Let's talk."

??Zhu Yu: "..."

?? What evil is he committing today? Everyone wants to come over and have a chat.

?? Two people went to the music room in the west.

??quiet.

?? Zhu Yu went in first and sat in front of a piano.

?? Touch the keys, want to play.

??In his previous life, he knew a lot of things, but he was not proficient in anything other than acting, such as dancing, playing the piano, playing the violin, as well as Guqin and Guzheng. point.

??I can't learn more, I don't have enough time, and I delay earning money, as long as there are no obvious flaws in the play.

?? Coincidentally, the most abundant thing in this life is time.

?? Some thoughts began to stir around the corner.

Seeing that Zhu Yu was absent-minded, Zhu Shaoran took a deep breath: "What exactly do you want?"

??Pressing your finger, a musical note ding sounded. Zhu Yu looked at Zhu Shaoran: "You talk to me and ask me what I want? I want to go home for dinner, can you be satisfied? It's not your home, don't get me wrong."

??Zhu Shaoran: "..."

?? What do you mean, showing off how well you are doing now?

?? The window was gray, and a layer of cold fog played.

?? I wish you a look at the time, there are still 25 minutes.

??The boss said that he would pick him up a little later today, about half an hour late, and asked him if he would wait for him, or let the driver pick him up first.

??He said he had to wait, but he thought that the homework would be over.

??Otherwise, there would be no time to pay attention to Zhu Shaoran.

??The protagonist Shou's speech has always been meandering, and he always misses the point for a long time. The original work is stamped and certified.

??Zhu Yu was originally a little patient, but when he saw the piano, his hands were itchy, and his patience was gone.

??Amid the other party's stare, he took the initiative to improve his efficiency: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, in 3 minutes, if you don't say anything, I will leave."

?? Zhu Shaoran: "How did you become like this?"

?? I wish Yu Fan such a natural accusation. What happened to him growing up like this? How many people liked him in his previous life.

??Even in this life, there is no difference.

??Just said: "I like it, what else?"

The familiar feeling of boredom came again, Zhu Shaoran: "Have you met Dad? I didn't mean to let you not meet, you are also Dad's son, I just want to ask you not to say too many bad things, Dad and Mom Because you always quarrel and almost divorced, if you did it on purpose, I...I won't let you go. "

??Afraid that Zhu Yu would refuse, he said again: "You are not happy, if you have anything you can come to me."

??Zhu Yu: "..."

??In his memory, Zhu Shaoran was a coquettish, but these two sentences were a bit tough, which was not bad.

??No matter what your attitude is, you should have a sense of responsibility.

?? Not so perfunctory, just said: "Adults' business, children... I mean, at our age, it's better not to interfere too much. I didn't say anything bad, just seek truth from facts. If there is any dispute, it's just Feel guilty, it will be fine after a while."

?? It doesn't take a while for Xindao, at most a week, Zhu Shaoran should know what Feng Wan has done.

??Based on the moral standards accepted by the protagonist, of course, if there are no major problems in the original work, then Zhu Shaoran should not bother him again.

??Zhu Shaoran: "What do you mean? What are you guilty of, and what is seeking truth from facts?"

??He couldn't understand Zhu Yu's words, but the other party showed that kind of overlooking look, as if he knew a lot of things and didn't care about a lot of things, but...why?

?? Disturbed his life, and then said nonchalantly that children should not meddle in the affairs of adults.

?? Mystery!

?? Brother Ming is right. If you want to know something, you have to ask.

??Zhu Yu sighed, why did you suddenly get to the bottom of it?

?? Shouldn't he run away with two bags of tears?

?? At the age of seventeen or eighteen years old, it seems nothing to say, so he could only say: "The conflict between your parents is probably because of two things. One is that your mother called me a bastard in public, and the other is that I was My mother met Zhu Xiaoshen first, but ended up marrying your mother, that's all."

?? Zhu Yu said this long series of words without any certainty of swearing to the sky. It was as plain as a glass of white water, but it was this plainness that made Zhu Shaoran even more afraid.

?? Fear the enormity of the truth in it.

??Zhu Shaoran: "You are talking nonsense!"

??Zhu Yu: "I thought that the correct way to judge is to go home first to verify."

??With red eye circles, Zhu Shaoran ran away with her schoolbag.

??He walked away in a hurry, but he didn't notice Zhou Ming who quickly dodged aside.

?? Zhou Ming didn't mean to follow, he was just very upset and wanted to play the piano.

??There is a piano room at home, but the atmosphere in the old house is depressing...

?? I didn't expect to run into this conversation.

?? He recalled what Zhu Yu said, and what left a deep impression on him was not the phrase "my mother met Zhu Xiaoshen first", but Zhu Yu's every word said "your parents".

?? Zhou Ming now understands why my uncle kept Zhu Yu by his side.

?? When mentioning grandpa and father to him, my uncle said "your grandpa, your father", never father or elder brother.

?? Uncle and Zhu Yu, both spontaneously separated themselves from their original families.

?? The same lonely and tough.

??Zhou Ming sighed, and was about to leave quietly when suddenly the sound of a piano came from inside.

??I haven’t heard the song before. I stumbled a bit at the beginning, but then it became smoother.

?? It's just that the joyful ones are ridiculous.

??After all, although I haven't heard this piece before, it should be very sad in terms of tune, but Zhu Yu played it with hype and lightness, as if the piano is... a very interesting toy that I haven't touched in a long time.

?? He couldn't help but look over.

??The boy behind the piano, his eyelids droop slightly, his skin is white enough to glow, his eyelashes cast two curved shadows, and his thin but full lips are also curved, showing a kind of innocent happiness.

??It turns out that Zhu Yu can play the piano, and it turns out that he looks so good.

?? Why didn't you find it before?

??Zhu Yuhui doesn't have many piano pieces. This one was played as a pianist. After the lover left, the pianist had to play the piano crazily, silent but lonely, so he practiced it.

?? For this song, he didn't sleep well for half a month, and he could play it with his eyes closed.

?? I played it twice at once, and the restless feeling in my fingers disappeared.

??Comfortable.

?? He opened his eyes, startled, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated: "Zhou Ming?"

?? When did he come?

?? Zhou Ming was embarrassed for a moment, even though his cold face did not reveal anything, but the feeling of not knowing how to react, did exist for a moment.

?? A faint reply: "Public places, why can't I come?"

??Zhu Yu: "..."

?? Unable to refute.

??Remember, one of Zhou Ming's Su points in the original work is that he is good at playing the piano, like Jin Shengchi, he is good at basketball.

??In the original book, Zhou Ming seems to often play the piano at school.

?? He also played enough, picked up the schoolbag on the ground: "Then you come."

??Walking to the door, Zhou Ming stopped him again: "Wait."

?? Zhu Yu turned around.

??The fingertips touched the keys, and after a few clicks, the notes had begun to show charm. Zhou Ming: "The music just now is very nice, but the fingering seems a little rusty, and needs more practice."

??Zhu Yu: "..."

??He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face. Although Zhou Ming didn't smile, his words were to the point, and he only said, "Yes."

??strange.

?? You don't seem to know each other very well.

?? Zhou Ming: "Can you tell me the name of this song?"

?? This level of music, how could he have never heard of it? Sure enough, there is a sky beyond the sky. If he can find a piece of music to learn and play it well, I hope that if there is a need, for my uncle's sake, it is not impossible to teach him.

??Zhu Yu suddenly realized that he was so polite because he wanted to know the origin of the song.

?? Really not.

?? He is the muscle memory formed by rote memorization. If he wants to say one, two, three, he doesn't have the ability to teach Zhou Ming how to play... he doesn't have the patience.

?? Shaking his head: "No."

?? Zhou Ming, who has never been rejected: "..."

??Stand quietly in place for a while, sit in front of the piano, and press your fingers on it after a long time of contemplation.

?? Notes pour out, pause quickly, then continue.

?? If Zhu Yu was here, he would definitely feel unbelievable, because what Zhou Ming played was exactly the piano piece he had just played twice.

??Zhu Yu feels that this day is very mysterious.

??Study is going well, but the protagonists appear in line, which is a bit annoying.

??He worked hard and only slept for a few hours for several days, but now he is lazy, and he feels that his life is wasted if he listens to irrelevant people.

?? After getting into the car, Zhu Yu felt calm when he saw the boss's face.

?? It's a very down-to-earth feeling.

??Life is calm, comfortable and reliable, which makes people feel satisfied.

?? Yu Sheng said softly: "Master Zhu, wait a long time, the boss is drunk."

?? In the back seat, the man who had closed his eyes and meditated. He always fastened his buttons neatly. The top button was torn open. He opened his eyes with the usual cold expression: "I'm not drunk."

?? Then the eyes closed again.

?? Zhu Yu witnessed the whole process and felt very novel.

??Since Yu Sheng never tells lies, especially in front of his immediate superiors, so is the boss really drunk?

?? Can't see it at all.

?? All the way without words, until home.

??Zhu Yu was a little unsure whether the boss was drunk or not. After all, the other party walked steadily and pressed the elevator accurately.

?? Except, Yu Sheng was not allowed to enter the house.

??Yu Sheng who was locked outside the door: "..."

??He stood at the door and called Zhu Yu: "Young master Zhu, the boss is really drunk, the wine is very good, just..."

??Zhu Yu: "What?"

?? Yu Sheng: "Emotions will be enlarged a little bit, for example..."

?? For example, the mistakes he made a long time ago will also be brought out, and occasionally he is unlucky, and his salary will be deducted after the fall.

??Zhu Yu didn't hear the latter words, because a hand came out from behind him and accurately pressed the call.

??Zhu Yu: "..."

?? Turning around, the handsome face of the boss is close at hand, with a faint smell of alcohol: "Yu Yu."

??The voice is light and ethereal, but there is a very familiar feeling in it.

??Zhu Yu hummed: "Uncle Zhou, let's sit on the sofa for a while? Do you want some water?"

??He didn't dare to talk about being drunk. According to experience, drunk people generally don't admit that they are drunk, and they will continue to prove it.

??Zhou Jiarong looked at the boy in front of him, and raised his hand to rub his hair.

??It’s not like before, rub it once and give up, once, twice, many times: "Do you think I'm drunk?"

??Zhu Yu shook his head.

??Inner heart: I treat him like a cat, he looks really drunk.

??Extroverted emotions... Is it true that the usual boss is already very restrained in masturbating him?

??Zhou Jiarong lowered his head, met the boy's black and white eyes, and asserted: "Lie."

?? Some vague memories swayed in my mind, and Jin Chuan held up his glass to show off triumphantly: "It's okay to be drunk. The devil king in my house is only half obedient when I drink. He will follow me around, take off his clothes, and wipe his face , Pour water...you don't have a little one by your side, I don't know..."

??Zhu Yu was thinking about tricking the big brother to the sofa first, or directly tricking him to sleep on the bed, when he was suddenly ripped off in the face.

?? Not pulling, just pinching.

?? The big guy who pinched his cheek, as if he was competing with someone, had a slight pleasure: "I have."

??Zhu Yu: "What?"

??The man looked at the young man in front of him, his light-colored eyes narrowed suddenly, like a school examiner: "Who am I to you?"

?? Zhu Yu: ... This question sounds familiar.

??He answered honestly: "Uncle."

??Zhou Jiarong nodded in satisfaction, his cold and solemn eyebrows were very handsome under the light, and unexpectedly soft: "You are so good."

??He looked up, opened his arms slightly, someone took off his suit, and someone poured his water...

??Zhu Yu: "...?"

?? Emotional release... Emotional release... He understands.

?? After drinking, it is usually either manic or lonely. A high-ranking person like the boss is probably the latter.

??piece of cake.

?? The night wind is howling outside the window, and the room is warm as spring.

??In front of the porch,

??The boy stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

??He hugged the man's waist, and asked with some uncertainty: "Is this... okay?"

??The author has something to say: what~

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