canine boyfriend

The boy tried a few more times, but he was still unable to pay attention.I fuck?He looked at the man next to him who was singing a song to his grandpa and grandma, and felt that his boyfriend... could not be moved.

With this little thought, can he break into the entertainment circle?In the future, how savvy will he have to find an agent to escort him?The young man clicked into the Weibo just now, copied a section of what other fans said, and added various colors of little heart emojis, at least he made a section for his boyfriend.

Born to Sing (Red Exclamation Point) Return of the King (Pink Heart) (Red Heart) (Green Heart)

Natural voice (red exclamation point) beautiful singing voice (purple peach heart) (blue peach heart) (orange peach heart)

The teenager didn't know how to shout cheers in the comments. Anyway, he couldn't play basketball league like school, waving his arms and shouting awesome. There must be some formal format.After this article was distributed, he picked up the bowl and continued to cook. The man changed to another song and sang. The boy saw the man's tense fingers on his knees and began to beat his singing.

His throat, which he couldn't let go just now, began to open, and his face, which he didn't dare to lift, slowly turned to the front.Only then did grandma and grandpa take a closer look at the little teacher's face, and they felt familiar, but at the same time thought it was strangely beautiful.

The living room, which hadn't been sung for a long time, was filled with singing again. The man specially picked out some old songs to sing, so that the two old people could resonate with him.He was afraid that the songs he sang were too new and the old people had never heard of them, and he was afraid that there would be a generation gap all of a sudden and they would not be able to come to the stage.It has been a long time since he sang one after another, and he sang what he wanted to sing with a very relaxed mind.

And these songs.Many of them were never heard of by teenagers.Because his mother likes to sing and sings well, he deliberately didn't explore the adult's past, dug a hole in his heart, and buried everything.But the man's singing at this time turned into a small shovel. It wasn't an excavator digging him with great fanfare, but rather like an archaeologist. hold out.

"I can also play this song." When the grandma was happy, she grabbed the little teacher's hand, and the two sang along with each other, one sentence at a time.The elderly grandpa in the back laughed unknowingly. He didn't beat the time or sing along. Instead, he looked over from the silhouette of his wife and saw a place in his heart that he couldn't touch.

The tuanhua that he once wrote more than 500 love letters to pursue is old, but in his eyes, he is still a little girl who loves singing, admiring flowers, and wearing red scarves. She doesn't bother to study anything and throws it to herself To do it is actually lazy.Talking about her, she still didn't admit it, and she didn't even cook when she got angry.In the eyes of others, the old professor and old actor are still the little girl and girl in his eyes.

But their real precious little girl has turned into a puff of green smoke and floated into the sky.He looked over and saw his lover, who was also searching for traces of his daughter in his lover's facial features, after all, they were so similar.

The young man silently put down the bowl and chopsticks, as if the scene was very familiar, very familiar, and had long been in his memory.The family eats around the dining table, eats and talks casually, even if they don't speak, just move their chopsticks and eat a meal seriously.

The man finished singing the last song, and stopped singing. The old man held him by the hand, and there was a gold ring on his ring finger. "The food is cold, let's eat first."

"Yes, yes, eat, eat." Grandma withdrew her hand, but did not take the chopsticks immediately, but looked at the little teacher with the eyes of an elder. There is no elder who does not love such a good boy, "You eat more... ...I think you are so thin, and you usually make the students angry." After finishing speaking, he glanced at his grandson.

As soon as the boy put the meat slices into his bowl, suddenly the pot flew over. "I'm not mad at him."

"I think you are angry with him." Grandpa frowned, not angry and arrogant, "What have you learned from your little teacher?"

Chew the sliced ​​meat in his mouth, let's chew, the boy wiped his mouth, what did he learn from the "little teacher", I dare to say, do you dare to listen?What if your blood pressure goes up to Tianling Gai after listening to it?Every step from kissing to going to bed and undressing is taught by the little teacher, that is to say, masturbation is realized by my puberty development, and I am self-taught.

He definitely didn't dare to say that. After thinking about it, he said solemnly: "He guides me in writing essays for the college entrance examination, and occasionally teaches me to sing."

The man just passed the prawn to the old man, huh?He almost blurted out to retort, he can teach you anything, don't say that I taught you how to sing, because the singing of teenagers is very, very unpleasant.

"Really? You will too?" Grandma is interested in listening to music again. In her opinion, it shouldn't be difficult to inherit the genes down the line.

"Yes." The young man was not stage-frightened, the man's singing just now had broken the deadlock between him and his grandparents, and he opened his mouth and sang.The song is still Jacky Cheung's "Blessing", and he has already memorized the lyrics.

"My friend, I will always bless you..." The young man began to sing with a broken voice.After singing a few simple verses, grandpa and grandma seemed completely unresponsive, with a hesitant expression, and did not give any comments.

The meal was eaten slowly, as if no one was in a hurry, every dish was eaten up, and the young man refilled the meal twice, was responsible for cleaning the dishes, and came up with a CD operation.The man's craftsmanship is good, most of the dishes he cooks are what he likes to eat, and he will never put the dishes he doesn't like on the table.When it was time to say goodbye, the two old people came down to see them off together, and they were reluctant to part with them at the gate of the community.

"Little teacher, if you have time tomorrow, come and sit at home. I still have a few good music books at home. I will look for them when I go back tonight." Grandma took his hand, "You are at the door, please ask the security guard to open the door according to the house number." Just talk back, we'll know it's you. At night...if at night..."

"If you don't bother me in the evening, I'll ask your grandson to come up for dinner." The man understood what they wanted to keep, so he quickly tied the thread, since he had nothing to do anyway.The boy beside him lowered his head, kicking the toe of his shoe on the curb involuntarily, just about to say that I am not coming, but he didn't say it.

They didn't dare to hold hands until the old man went upstairs and they were out of sight. The man had been soaking in the kitchen all afternoon, which smelled of oily smoke.

Back at the hotel, the boy went to the bathroom first, was washing his hands after finishing the work, and picked up his phone to see if anyone replied.If someone replied, he immediately wrote an 800-word argumentative essay to introduce his boyfriend to others.

But no one cared about it, and the comments sent fell into the sea.He returned to his page again, and was surprised to find that he had one more follower.

Now I am an official support club account with 5 fans.He quickly clicked in to make sure that this person was a zombie account. After a look, he said, "Isn't it? Not only is it a living person, but a new photo was posted just now."But the one in the photo... seems to be a junior high school homework?

Sure enough, he gritted his teeth, his boyfriend is a killer of all ages, even junior high school students have fans.Under such complicated emotions, the boy posted the first Weibo of the official support club account.

"Is the big star coming back today? No."

Outside the bathroom, the man was also holding a mobile phone. It was the official staff of the competition program group who was contacting him, and he was about to prepare for the announcement and rehearsal.I used to be so familiar with these things, but now it sounds like I am going to war.His wechat was pulled into an official group, which was full of players participating in the group stage, there were more than forty people.

Everyone Aite came and went, they seemed to be familiar with each other, and there were a few people who were Aiteed very frequently, obviously they came here with fame.

"Please change your name and introduce yourself by the way." The staff member said.

So the real names popped up one by one, some men had never heard of them, and some had an impression.They were introducing themselves, as excited as good friends who haven't seen each other for a long time. Only the man was hesitating, not knowing what to say in the first sentence of his self-introduction when he came back.

After half a minute, he changed the WeChat name to his own name.Others' introductions have been completed, and he is the only one left.

"Hello everyone." He sent the first message.

The wechat group suddenly entered a quietness that had never happened before. There was no new news, as if they were all waiting for his next sentence, or who this person was on Baidu.

The man smiled, and it was a reality to leave the tea to cool down. He sent another hello everyone, this is his own battlefield, the battle he wants to fight, it is useless to escape, it is time for him to play.

The group was still silent, the man looked at himself in the hotel mirror, and landed his fingertips on the phone screen again.

"I am back."

The author has something to say:

Once a big star has figured it out, he is very rigid, and he has a good temper.

Wolfdog: I'm like a high imitation account... Hey, look at me, wife.