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Professor Xiao can't hide anymore

Xiao Shuyuan drove Zheng Yao home first, the air conditioner in the car was still cooling and couldn't be turned off.On the way home, Zheng Yao was forced to put on a coat by Xiao Shuyuan.

The car stopped at the gate of the community and did not drive in. Xiao Shuyuan watched Zheng Yao get out of the car and closed the car door. He slightly lowered his head and made eye contact with Zheng Yao outside, "I'll go to the repair shop."

"Wait, brother," Zheng Yao took off his jacket repeatedly and stuffed it into the passenger seat, "Put on your jacket, it's quite cold in the car."

"Okay." Xiao Shuyuan raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "You order takeaway for lunch, there are still some leftovers in the refrigerator, you can warm them up before eating."

"I know bro."

"I'll be right back when I fix the car."

Xiao Shuyuan turned the car around, then turned on the mobile phone navigation, and went to the car repair shop.

He didn't go to the car 4S shop, because it would take at least a week to get the car after going to the car for maintenance. One is the inconvenience for him to go to work, and the other is the inconvenience for Zheng Yao to go out.

Xiao Shuyuan navigated to a car repair shop with a high rating. Along the way, there was a commercial development zone with many shops.The voice in the navigation said that the destination was about to be reached, so Xiao Shuyuan slowed down the speed.

Due to the wide field of view, he quickly saw the repair shop he was going to, and there was a special parking space at the door, so Xiao Shuyuan drove the car up and parked it.

After getting off the car, Xiao Shuyuan saw a second-hand DVD store next to the repair shop.

He didn't pay attention to it at first, but just glanced at it lightly, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a face he was very familiar with printed on the clearance goods at the door of the store.

Before the FORCE group disbanded, they released about five physical albums in total, including EP, mini album and regular album.

Because of Zheng Yao's outstanding strength in the team and his popularity that cannot be underestimated, he has personally released an album, which contains six songs written by Zheng Yao himself and four songs produced by the company.

The cover is a close-up of a cyberpunk style, with a strong sense of the future.Zheng Yao's expression changed from his previous friendly image, he put on half-effect makeup, and looked at the camera without any emotion in his eyes.

Xiao Shuyuan walked to the door of the second-hand bookstore, and talked to his uncle who was sitting at the door, "Boss, how do you sell this album?" He said, pointing to Zheng Yao's cover.

"This is second-hand. You want to buy it. I'll sell it to you for 20 yuan."

Xiao Shuyuan stood at the door and glanced into the store, "Are there any non-second-hand ones in your store?"

"This brat still has a lot of room left," said the boss, a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, who didn't seem to pay much attention to the current fashion trends, so he couldn't call out Zheng Yao's name.

He scratched his head and seemed to be trying to remember, "I remember that their combination was very popular a few years ago. When I bought the goods, I didn't know what would happen later. I just followed when I saw which one made more money. Who knew they would disband soon, damn it, I lost all my money! In the era of big data, idols change too fast!"

Xiao Shuyuan didn't talk to him too much, and asked straight to the point, "How much is left? I'll buy them all."

The owner of the bookstore seemed a little surprised, his face full of disbelief, probably because there was really a lot of room left, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him, "Are you kidding me?"

Xiao Shuyuan smiled lightly, "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

As he spoke, he took out a few red bills from his pocket, handed them to the shopkeeper, and slapped the other party's palm twice, "This is the deposit, please pack it all for me."

"I'm fixing the car at the auto repair shop next door, and I'll come to you later."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he saw the banknotes, "Well, well, I'll make sure that none of them fall to the ground and I'll pack them up for you!"

There was no major problem with Xiao Shuyuan's car. Some antifreeze was added to the cooling system, and then the maintenance personnel checked the air intake filter, condensing coil and heat sink, and there were no major problems.

The albums he bought in a second-hand bookstore totaled a thousand. The bookstore owner helped him pack four full boxes in cardboard boxes, and dutifully moved them to the trunk of the car.

It was already evening when Xiao Shuyuan drove home, and the sun in the sky had set by a third. After he drove to the underground garage, he didn't take the elevator upstairs immediately, but opened the trunk door, got out of the car, and used the irregular key Cut a slit in the sealed tape.

He pulled out a brand new album from it and went back to the car.

After tearing off the outer layer of plastic, Xiao Shuyuan held the album in his hand and looked at it silently.In fact, he has watched this album no less than a hundred times, and today is by no means the first time.The photos on the inside page are very beautifully photographed, in the same style as the cover, showing Zheng Yao's ever-changing charm to the fullest.

The car music has always been some lyrical English songs, which were originally Zheng Yao's songs.After Xiao Shuyuan and Zheng Yao lived together, he deliberately concealed all traces of Zheng Yao in his life.

Xiao Shuyuan took out the CD from the album. It is not uncommon for an old-fashioned car to have a record player, but Xiao Shuyuan’s car model was only released in recent years. He spent a lot of money to modify the car to play The function of the record.

The disc was carefully placed in the record player, and then Xiao Shuyuan pressed the play button.

He leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and listened quietly. The memory of Zheng Yao in his mind was like a movie, and with the pouring music, scenes began to play.