never go up [online game]

Adore?

The room was as bright as day, but Wu Zhanzhan's eyes were filled with emptiness, and his peach-colored lips in early spring were lightly pursed, showing that the master was in a state of wandering in the sky.

Although he doesn't know much, fans in the usual sense should only describe their feelings in terms of admiration, love or admiration.

The word 'love' is obviously deeper, more surging, and more private.

If you put it on young girls who don't have much experience and their minds are not yet fully mature, that's all.

Falling in a place where things are calm and steady, there is no corner of the sound, and it is inevitable that there will be a sense of incompatibility.

Especially when the person who was confessed was himself...

When Yu Ji came back to his senses, he realized that he, who was sitting in front of the piano, had been in a daze for nearly 10 minutes.

Another unprecedented thing.

Yu Ji lowered his eyelids, looked at the fingertips that fell on the black and white keys, and the coolness penetrated into his fingertips, his mind was still not fully recovered, and he was still thinking about the conversation just now.

He was stunned for a while staring at the word 'love', then suppressed his bewilderment, and pretended to be calm and replied: "I see."

Worried that these words seemed too indifferent, he added: "You also know that I am engaged in music-related industries, and I should have the opportunity to get in touch with Yu Ji in the future. Do you want me to help you get autographs or merchandise?"

Qin Zihan on the screen couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

Everyone knows how it is possible for an ordinary musician to have the opportunity to come into contact with Yu Ji who has been in seclusion all year round?

Only Yu Ji himself didn't know.

It is for this reason that saying such words is tantamount to trying to cover up.

Qin Zihan replied slowly: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's really not necessary."

The limited peripherals with the idol's autograph may be enough to make most fans ecstatic.

Just like being obsessed with a star hanging in the sky, as long as you are illuminated by that gentle glow, you will feel satisfied.

He is too greedy.

What he wanted was far more than that.

It is impossible for a person who reaches the stars to imagine that the other party will generously give him away.

So no one can help him... except years of persistence.

After getting the unexpected rejection, Yu didn't know how to answer, and after a "oh", he left the study behind "Then I'll hang up first" and fled.

Why is there such a reaction?

Yu Ji couldn't figure it out.

Although he seldom interacts with the outside world, he is by no means not connected to the Internet, and occasionally reads content on social software.

He has seen countless expressions that are more sensual than the word "admiration" in the comments, so there will be no more waves in his heart.

How could it be different on Yin Wuyu's body?

While thinking about it, Yu Ji subconsciously pinched his ear tips that were inexplicably hot with his cool fingertips.

perhaps……

It was the overall feeling that Yin Wuyu gave him, like a sixteenth note that he liked the most.

Except for the occasional one or two "abrupt" words that reveal the strength in his bones, he is not like the person he is closest to.

When Yin Wuyu's words finally faded away, he put on his earphones and listened to the fragments of inspiration he used to create "Ru Yue Lin Yuan" a few days ago.

The finished product is condensed in just four to five minutes, and there are as many as nearly a hundred other short pieces of music that were discarded under his strict standards.

Yu Ji knew in his heart that unless there was that kind of strong inspiration that can't be found in the air, it would be absolutely impossible to complete the creation of a complete new song in just [-] hours.

So he decided to adopt a tricky method that he had never used before, but he knew how to do it - piece together from the previously discarded clips, and then write lyrics according to the background information of "A Line of Sky", which can be regarded as the result of "recycling waste". defective product.

As for the cover...

Yu Ji is naturally not good at cheating with the original voice.

Instead, he deliberately changed his voice to a deeper one, lowered the original tone by a full tone, and re-arranged the music. To be on the safe side, he also specially changed a performance method that mixed with a section of opera singing.

After the recording, Yu, who was a little guilty of doing this kind of thing for the first time, listened carefully four or five times and was finally satisfied.

After such a makeover, he is very sure - even if he is asked by a senior musician to comment, it is almost impossible to judge that it is him.

Once Yu is immersed in the working state, he has no other thoughts and is unaware of the passage of time.

It wasn't until the hazy aroma of food came through the crack of the door that aroused his rumbling hunger that he suddenly realized that it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Among all the people around him, not even the agent Qian Xi had full access to his residence.

Only Qin Zihan.

Yu Ji's eyes lit up, and he immediately put down most of the arrangement work that he had completed, put on his slippers in a hurry, and hurried to the kitchen on the first floor.

Sure enough, the aroma that could make him want to move hungrily permeated the air, and the figure busy in the open kitchen was the one he was most familiar with.

"Xiaohan."

Almost the moment Yu Ji opened the door, he heard the movement, and Qin Zihan, who cast a glance there, was hugged softly from behind, dumbfounded, and was made hot by the shout.

He coughed lightly and reminded: "I just handled seafood and my body is dirty, don't hug me."

"It doesn't matter."

But Yu Ji didn't let him go, sticking to him like a baby koala, following every step.

Qin Zihan tried his best to relax the muscles of his upper body, and he hugged him. The two of them moved to the front of the induction cooker, and the little fish behind him poked his head from his shoulder: "Why didn't you tell me when you got off work? I can pick you up."

"Are you here to pick me up?" Qin Zihan said with a smile, "It was luck to pick me up that time. Do you really think there are no reporters outside the community? If you came to pick me up, we'd probably still be stuck on the road."

Yu Ji's eyes fixed on the fragrant steamed pork with lotus root slices, and he replied absently: "Oh."

"Besides," Qin Zihan picked up a slice of steamed meat that was soft but not greasy at all with his chopsticks, blew it gently, and brought it to Yu Ji, who rested his chin on his shoulder, and said with a smile Wan: "I can't find the way to your house."

He intended for Yu Ji to take the chopsticks by himself, but Yu Ji moved forward without blinking.

With a mouthful of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yu Ji didn't notice the sudden tremor of the originally stable chopsticks, he chewed slowly for a while, tasted the rich taste thoroughly, and then swallowed it with satisfaction.

"good to eat."

After giving an honest evaluation, he urged: "More."

Qin Zihan, who had talked too much just now, was like a silent puppet, letting him put his arms around his thin and powerful waist, repeating the feeding action just now with every word and movement.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that he could pass the chopsticks directly to Yu Ji, and let the gluttonous one steal his fill.

In the end, the "careless chef" forgot to turn down the fire, which caused a "sizzling" sound and the crucian carp tofu soup that burst out suddenly awakened the two.

Yu Ji finally let go of the arms around his waist, and when he worriedly went to the casserole to check the condition of the fish soup, Qin Zihan, who looked normal, struggled to calm down his beating heartbeat.

He stared at the back of his sweetheart without blinking, and said with a smile for a while: "Don't steal it, quickly help put down the tableware, and get ready to eat."

After Yu Ji answered "Yes" crisply, he walked to the cupboard with a speed that anyone could see impatiently, took the tableware for two people with ease, and set it on the dining table.

They have experienced this kind of dinner together countless times over the years.

Qin Zihan looked at him who was only an arm's length away, obviously ignorant of his true intentions, but trusted his sweetheart immensely, and secretly sighed.

But it didn't show at all on the face, just asked with a smile: "Do you remember what time the plane is the day after tomorrow?"

Yu Ji squinted his eyes slightly, like a kitten whose tongue is particularly afraid of scalding, carefully sips the still hot fish soup, his voice was a little hazy from the heat: "9 o'clock sharp."

Qin Zihan said naturally: "Then I'll see you off."

"No, an assistant is here," Yu Ji put down the soup bowl: "You still have to go to the company, it's too troublesome."

Qin Zihan shook his head: "You are going to record a program in City A this time, and I won't see you for at least three months. How could I not send you there?"

"It's not too far from city B to city A, and it's only a three-hour flight." Yu Ji was surprised by his friend's seldom-to-seen clinginess, thought for a while, and seriously promised, "The show doesn't have to be recorded seven days a week... Tell me when you want to see me, and I'll come back to see you as soon as I'm free."

Qin Zihan suddenly stretched out his right hand and covered his eyes.

After a while, he smiled slightly and said, "...OK."

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