Disguise the opponent [entertainment circle]

"You're talking nonsense!" Xia Huaixing blushed instantly, "You...why didn't you do anything? You...you gave me the paper and the pen."

The question is not whether to be disappointed, but to...prove what you did?

Chu Yunyuan looked at Xia Huaixing, smiled and said nothing.

Xia Huaixing's face became more and more red from his smile, and he said, "Anyway, don't talk nonsense, I... Even if I am annoyed, it is because of your strong sense of existence."

Right, that is it.

There are so many people in the practice room, and the sense of presence is too strong, so he can't continue writing.

That's why I changed my pen and got upset.

It's definitely not because Chu Yunyuan didn't do anything just now, he was upset because he was lost!

Hearing what Xia Huaixing said, Chu Yunyuan still smiled and nodded.

Xia Huaixing suddenly realized - it was too much for him to say that.

His elder brother is also in this team. He said that his brother's sense of presence is too strong. Didn't he mean...wish him to leave?

Xia Huaixing just wanted to say something to make up for it.

But Chu Yunyuan had already stood up—holding his book, he walked out.

"No bro, I—"

"Shh."

Chu Yunyuan pointed to the camera, indicating that the camera was still filming, and told him not to reveal such an intimate address.

Xia Huaixing was wronged, so he could only keep his mouth shut obediently, seeing his brother holding a book, and seemed to be walking towards the door.

Xia Huaixing felt that he was going crazy, why was he so strange recently, sometimes his heart beat very fast.

Seeing Chu Yunyuan leave, I felt unspeakable pain in my heart.

Xia Huaixing watched his brother pass him by, his self-esteem prevented him from turning back and watching his brother go out.

Then, he felt Chu Yunyuan's footsteps stop, and then, a warm back was pressed against Xia Huaixing's back.

Chu Yunyuan bent his knees, opened the book, and tilted his head back.

It's been a while since he picked up his hair, and the long hair that fell swept down Xia Huaixing's back of the neck.

It made Xia Huaixing's nape itch.

But Xia Huaixing did not escape.

He was leaning on his brother's back, and the back of his head was against each other.

"Now, the sense of existence is not strong?"

Chu Yunyuan said, "Let's write, my brother is with you—when you need me, just call me."

The training room in early spring did not turn on the central air conditioner, and the high-ceilinged training room was filled with cold air, which made people feel a little chilly.

Chu Yunyuan's back was warm and broad.

Leaning against him through the thin clothes, from his back, slowly and softly radiated warmth.

Cozy and warm feeling inside.

"Brother." Xia Huaixing called him.

"what happened?"

"You...are you not mad at me?"

"I'm... angry with you?" Chu Yunyuan hesitated slightly as he flipped through the book.

"It's what I just said, that you have too much sense of existence..." Xia Huaixing said softly.

Hearing Xia Huaixing's words, Chu Yunyuan did not speak.

Xia Huaixing felt anxious for a moment - his brother is not a grass, how could he not care about this sentence.

Silence spread in the practice room, and Xia Huaixing couldn't help but say something to make up for it.

From Chu Yunyuan's side, there was an inadvertent crisp sound of pages vibrating.

Chu Yunyuan turned a page of the book, lowered his head and smiled: "I have a strong sense of existence in your heart, so is this a bad thing?"

Chu Yunyuan said: "I can't wait to be so strong—as long as I'm here, you won't be able to see others in your eyes."

Xia Huaixing: "..."

Chu Yunyuan's words were very flat, like saying to Xia Huaixing: "I got No. 1 in the exam again yesterday" kind of flat.

But Xia Huaixing's heart was beating uncontrollably.

Xia Huaixing tightened his grip on the draft paper Chu Yunyuan gave him, but he couldn't calm down his beating heart.

"I'm writing a song!" Xia Huaixing suddenly lowered his head, pressed the pen, and poked heavily on the paper.

It seemed that the more noise he made, the more justified his writing would be.

Chu Yunyuan gave an "um" without disturbing him, lowered his head, and turned a page of the book.

Xia Huaixing lowered his head and scratched on the paper. After scratching a few strokes, he stopped.

But on Chu Yunyuan's side, the sound of turning the pages of the book did not stop, and the rustling of paper lingered in Xia Huaixing's ears.

Xia Huaixing couldn't calm down.

The words of Chu Yunyuan just now kept repeating in his ears——

Can't see others, can't see others, can't see others.

Xia Huaixing's heart circled, and suddenly, Chu Yunyuan began to read the contents of his professional book. Xia Huaixing looked back at Chu Yunyuan, but found that he was studying very seriously.

Chu Yunyuan had the habit of reading books since he was a child, Xia Huaixing saw that he was studying hard, so he didn't bother him.

He listened carefully, and found that what Chu Yunyuan was babbling were all very awkward words.

It makes people wonder how to understand the sentences of this article.

Xia Huaixing didn't know why these professional books just didn't like to speak human words.

Probably with a mouthful of expressions, first screen out a batch of poor Chinese?

Xia Huaixing was thinking wildly, but this kind of random thinking stopped after a while.

This kind of professional and tongue-twisting thing is an artifact to keep people's attention. Xia Huaixing listened for a while, and those impetuous thoughts just now disappeared.

He began to immerse himself in his heart flow, and in the world of thinking, he found a piece of music that he thought passed the test.

Xia Huaixing leaned on Chu Yunyuan's back, thinking while writing and drawing on the draft paper.

While writing, his elbow kept touching Chu Yunyuan behind him. The first time Chu Yunyuan was touched by him, he turned to look at him.

Chu Yunyuan looked at him, but he didn't stop reading the awkward article in his hand. Chu Yunyuan didn't stop reading the article until he saw that Xia Huaixing was really immersed in flow.

Chu Yunyuan closed the book and leaned against Xia Huaixing.

There is a mirror in front of him, and he can see a little bit of Xia Huaixing.

He just looked at him quietly.

Xia Huaixing stayed in the flow state for five or six hours. If Chu Yunyuan hadn't called him to eat, Xia Huaixing wouldn't have felt it at all.

After returning from dinner, Xia Huaixing stopped leaning on Chu Yunyuan.

He lay down on the ground, in a half-dream and half-awake posture, and continued to write.

Chu Yunyuan came over with a pillow for him, and stayed beside him, replenishing his draft paper at any time.

One afternoon passed, and Xia Huaixing had piled up a sea of ​​draft papers around him.

Xia Huaixing lowered his head and wrote until night fell, when his mobile phone rang, Xia Huaixing raised his head from the pile of papers beside him.

The phone rang because of the alarm clock—he was due for dinner.

At noon today, Xia Huaixing almost forgot his meal time. Although Chu Yunyuan didn't say anything, Xia Huaixing was thinking about their three chapters of the agreement, and consciously set the alarm clock in the afternoon.

Xia Huaixing got up from the ground.

As soon as I got up, I felt a pain in my lower back.

After lying down all afternoon, this posture is definitely not excellent.

Back pain is also normal, Xia Huaixing didn't take it seriously, and lowered his head to sort out the messy manuscripts around him.

However, just as Xia Huaixing was about to lower his head to pick it up, he saw——

Except for the few sheets he just wrote that were scattered around him, the other manuscripts had already been collected into a pile, which was stacked under the book Chu Yunyuan read in the morning.

It should have been taken by his brother.

correct……

What about his brother?

Xia Huaixing looked up and found that the practice room was empty, and Chu Yunyuan was not there at all.

went to the toilet?

Wait for 5 minutes first, and go to eat by yourself if you don't come back.

While thinking, Xia Huaixing walked to the pile of music scores that Chu Yunyuan had packed up.

His score looks messy when written, but actually has its own order, Xia Huaixing is going to check it and adjust the ones that don't match the order.

Xia Huaixing's fingertips had just touched the stack of scores on the ground when he heard the door of the practice room.

Chu Yunyuan carried two lunch boxes and pushed open the door of the practice room.

"elder brother?"

"Written?" Chu Yunyuan came in with a lunch box and asked.

"No."

Speaking of this, Xia Huaixing immediately picked up his mobile phone.

Show the reminder of the alarm clock to Chu Yunyuan: "My alarm clock is ringing."

The alarm clock rings because someone has set the alarm clock, and setting the alarm clock means that he remembers their agreement.

Xia Huaixing begged for praise in a roundabout way.

I don't know if his brother can understand or not.

Chu Yunyuan came over, took his mobile phone, and hung a lunch box on his slightly open hand.

Chu Yunyuan: "Come, reward."

This is to understand the meaning.

Xia Huaixing sat down on the floor contentedly, put oil on his clothes, opened the lid and started eating dinner.

After dinner, Xia Huaixing was going to sort out his score to see what he wrote today and whether he could achieve his goal.

However, just as he picked up the stack of scores, Chu Yunyuan volleyed him over.

Chu Yunyuan took the score and walked to the piano, and put the score on the piano stand: "I'll play it for you—you take a break."

Xia Huaixing wanted to remind Chu Yunyuan that there was an order, but when Chu Yunyuan played the first song, Xia Huaixing knew there was no need to remind him.

Chu Yunyuan arranged them according to the order in his heart.

The fragmented melody belonging to one song will stop after playing, and the next song will be played after a while.

Familiar as if these clips were written by him and himself.

Xia Huaixing's heart skipped a beat for joy.

Chu Yunyuan caught a glimpse of his raised eyebrows, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and continued to play.

Playing the score written by Xia Huaixing is a very enjoyable thing.

In just one day, Xia Huaixing was able to create so many impressive melodies.

There are many passages in it, which can be extended to make a song. Chu Yunyuan believes that it will become a hit this year.

but……

Chu Yunyuan glanced at Xia Huaixing's expression—his expression didn't look like he was listening to a nice melody, but rather as if he heard something horrible.

His brows were tightly frowned.

The joy between the eyebrows just now seems to have never appeared like that before.

Chu Yunyuan played the piano without stopping his fingers, and only after he finished playing did he ask, "What's wrong? Do you think this music is bad?"

Xia Huaixing nodded: "It's not enough."

Not enough... Chu Yunyuan was a little surprised when he heard this.

This kind of music is far from enough. In Xia Huaixing's heart, what should I do?

"If it's not enough, continue writing?" Chu Yunyuan didn't ask why, nor did he persuade him to settle down, just asked.

Xia Huaixing shook his head: "I'll go for a walk."

After Xia Huaixing finished speaking, he opened the door and went out.

Chu Yunyuan didn't follow him obnoxiously, but gave him a little independent space.

This little space allowed Xia Huaixing to recover from the frustrated feeling.

Half an hour later, Xia Huaixing came back, this time he chose to sit by the mirror, and wrote until late at night.

After finishing writing, Chu Yunyuan still took his score and played it for him.

But the fate of these scores was no luckier, and in the end, they were denied by their masters.

Xia Huaixing threw away those manuscript papers and continued to write.

In this way, stop writing, stop writing again.

Chu Yunyuan never asked why, and would only provide another stack when he didn't have enough draft paper.

Behind it is the formula written by himself.

For Xia Huaixing, he abandoned the ball score.

Chu Yunyuan unfolded them, flattened them, and pressed them under his book, and when they became flatter, put them into the box he brought.

The sun rose and the moon changed, and three days passed quickly.

On the morning of the fourth day, Jing Xing, who hadn't shown up all this time, finally came in for a walk.

As soon as Jing Xing came in, he saw a pile of manuscripts in the box next to Xia Huaixing, and a pen with little ink left in his hand.

Jing Xing asked: "I see the situation is very bad."

Only then did Xia Huaixing realize that Jing Xing was coming, and raised his head: "Teacher Jing Xing."

Jing Xing let out a "hmm" and asked again, "How much have you written?"

Xia Huaixing clenched the pen in his hand tightly, and finally, trying to hurt his self-esteem, he answered honestly: "...Zero."

zero? ? ?

Jing Xing and the photographer who took the photo were all shocked, and planned to take a close-up of Xia Huaixing's profile.

At that time, subtitles will be added, which will have a more sense of story, ensuring that fans will be distressed to death.

But Jing Xing waved him out.

He walked up to Xia Huaixing and looked down at Xia Huaixing's face - writing scores in the practice room all night, his peerless appearance became a little haggard.

Of course, the haggardness of a beauty is a haggardness that I still feel sorry for.

But I see pity, the final point is still pitiful.

Jing Xing thought for a while and said, "Friendly reminder, sometimes, giving up is also a kind of ability."

Xia Huaixing looked up at Jing Xing: "Mr. Jing Xing, do you think I should give up?"

"One-sixth of the time has passed." Jing Xing was rare to be tactful, "Other teams have basically handed in rough drafts."

"But that's not how time is calculated. If it goes well..."

"If it goes well, it will take two hours, but if it doesn't go well, it may take two or three years."

Why is the score so difficult that it can trap Xia Huaixing.

As Jing Xing said, he walked over curiously, and flipped through the handwritten score next to Xia Huaixing. He randomly picked out a copy to read the score, and just after humming it in his heart, his pupils widened slightly.

Jing Xing quickly took out a few other copies to read, and then he held up those scores and asked Xia Huaixing: "Do you think there is any problem with these scores?"

"Not good enough." Xia Huaixing said succinctly.

"Are you not good enough from the perspective of the public, or are you not good enough from the bottom of your heart?"

"Not top-notch." Xia Huaixing commented.

"But it doesn't have to be top-notch." Jing Xing said, "You just need to pass the competition - I can assure you with years of stage experience that these songs are definitely much better than other people's songs."

Jing Xing said so, but Xia Huaixing didn't.

Seeing that he didn't cooperate, Jing Xing could only say in the end: "Anyway—if you can't write it by the weekend, you can think about it—at least I don't see anything wrong with these songs."

What Xia Huaixing responded to him was the head that continued to write the score.

However, even if Xia Huaixing was so persistent, he still couldn't write the score he wanted by the end of the weekend.

They went to record the group performance this weekend, and they will rely on this group performance for next week. On the way to record the group performance, Xia Huaixing was still thinking about his music.

Still nothing.

The only good thing is that Wang Xiangxi told them when recording the group comprehensive, because of schedule conflicts, the EB tutor group is in the next province tonight, and there is no way to come back.

If EB is not here, it means Jingxing is not here.

Xia Huaixing breathed a sigh of relief, but when he returned to the practice room, he was blocked by an unexpected visitor——Yan Lianggong.

Yan Lianggong's attitude was a hundred times tougher than Jing Xing's.

He sneered at Xia Huaixing's behavior of writing repeatedly but without any results, and said angrily: "You are trapped by your demons. I read for you what you wrote this week. More than five poems have reached my goal. standard, and there is nothing wrong with it.”

Xia Huaixing just said lightly: "It's not allowed, teacher, these songs are not melodies that can be given to him."

"Him?" Yan Lianggong thought for a while, "It? The stage? The stage is not so sacred, so you can't go on stage without any flaws!"

Xia Huaixing still wanted to explain, but Yan Lianggong said simply and rudely: "Don't talk about it, there is no room for negotiation, choose a song, come to see me in composition class tomorrow, and grind out the composition tomorrow."

"I absolutely can't watch perfectionism kill you!"

After Yan Lianggong finished speaking, he took away Xia Huaixing's score with his big hand, and was going to study it to see what the problem was for him.

Xia Huaixing also knew that what Yan Lianggong said was correct.

It's just that they are too obsessed with the fact that their works must be flawless. Some creators go crazy because of this, and some creators never create again because of this.

but.

This time on the stage, he said that he couldn't let it go, but he just couldn't let it go.

because……

This is a two-person stage for him and his brother.

There are still 12 hours before class tomorrow, Xia Huaixing didn't say anything, he took the draft paper and pen, and got into the stairwell.

Spreading the pen and paper on his knees, Xia Huaixing lowered his head, ready to continue writing.

The stairwell is dimly lit, but the place is if not looked for carefully.

Neither Yan Lianggong nor Jing Xing could find him.

"found it."

Just as Xia Huaixing lowered his head to write, a calm and smiling voice came from above his head.

Xia Huaixing looked up and saw Chu Yunyuan's face on the corridor.

"Brother." Xia Huaixing called him.

"How did you hide here?" Chu Yunyuan walked down the stairs and sat next to Xia Huaixing.

"No……"

"Nothing?" Chu Yunyuan said, "Okay, if you don't want to talk, I won't ask - I'm here to read, so I'm not bothering you, right?"

After Chu Yunyuan finished speaking, he really opened the book in his hand.

However, he just turned a page, and his slender fingers held down his flipping hand.

Chu Yunyuan looked up and saw Xia Huaixing staring at him.

"I don't mean I don't want to tell you." Xia Huaixing said, "I just... don't know if you can understand."

"Tell me." Chu Yunyuan was still smiling, "I will try my best to understand what you said."

Xia Huaixing: "It's just... I've been writing songs this week, but I haven't written what I want."

"Ah."

"Teacher Jing Xing and Teacher Yan said that if you can't write it, you should give up. It's good to settle for the next best thing. What do you think? If you write it, you should give up."

Xia Huaixing looked at Chu Yunyuan with cautious inquiries in his eyes.

Actually... Xia Huaixing also felt that maybe he should give up.

Maybe those scores weren't so bad, it was his obsession to give Chu Yunyuan the best that affected him.

however.

Chu Yunyuan shook his head firmly.

"No." Chu Yunyuan said.

"Why?" Xia Huaixing said, "Can you explain why?"

"Because I trust your judgment." Chu Yunyuan said.

"Believe……"

Xia Huaixing let out a sigh of relief.

He's not a boyfriend either... a little girl who cheers up after a few nice words from her family.

"Believe" is an obviously emotional word.

For Xia Huaixing, it was hard to believe.

"Do you think the word "believe" is too light?" Chu Yunyuan asked.

"A bit."

"But I don't believe you because I'm your brother." Chu Yunyuan said.

"what?"

"I believe you because you are destined to make this circle a different idol."

"Different atmosphere, different era, different quality..." Chu Yunyuan smiled and stared into Xia Huaixing's eyes, "I can see that you have the ability to bring these differences to this circle."

"And no one else has done such a thing, so in my heart, your judgment is more convincing to me than others."

"So do you believe in the investment vision of the Chu family?"

"I don't believe the Chu family." Xia Huaixing was silent for a while, and then said, "I believe you."

Chu Yunyuan laughed.

Xia Huaixing also smiled, but when he finally saw the manuscript paper on his knee, Xia Huaixing sighed again: "But I really can't write it now, so what should I do?"

Chu Yunyuan caressed his hair, and then said, "Then let's go out and play for a while?"

"Okay." Playing for a while can really relax and get inspiration.

Xia Huaixing stood up, "Small forest? Administrative building? Canteen?"

Chu Yunyuan said: "Shanghai, Hunan or Beijing."

Xia Huaixing: "...what?"

They are a closed program, and it is impossible for him to use his brother's privilege to go out and play around.

Just as Xia Huaixing was about to veto, Chu Yunyuan showed his phone.

The title of the background interface is "WAKE" three foreign affairs cooperation plans.

The way of participating in foreign affairs is like this - after fans vote, the team with the most votes can go to the project to carry out foreign affairs, and the team that has already participated in foreign affairs cannot participate repeatedly.

Drag down and you will see three buttons.

They are respectively written about the three cities of Beishangxiang.

"These are the three foreign affairs cooperation plans I passed." Chu Yunyuan said, "Go to three different cities."

"According to the plan, one will be launched today - just press the button in whichever city you want to play."

Chu Yunyuan put the phone on Xia Huaixing's palm.

Then she walked behind him and hugged him.

"Press it." Chu Yunyuan pulled Xia Huaixing's wrist, and gently rubbed the back of his hand, "My little friend."

The author has something to say: I (hesitant to speak)

Chu Yunyuan: What's your opinion?

Me: Talk when you talk, press buttons when you press buttons, why do you have to hug your back?

as well as!I wish the readers of the college entrance examination a good luck in the college entrance examination!Gold list title! ! !

感谢在2021-06-0515:46:20~2021-06-0616:38:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Rain in the Shadow, May 2th; 1 bottles of the rich brother's little padded jacket; [-] bottle of Sijiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!