Why can't the lead singer control himself

Wan Jingjing knew that Li Dafu was always particular about his clothes and liked to do things that would add icing on the cake, but this was the first time he saw him wrapping himself up like this.

Those who didn't know thought some big star came to the hospital for an abortion.

The "big star" probably didn't expect to bump into Wan Jingjing at the elevator entrance, and he was called out, and was also taken aback for a while.

Then he pulled down his collar a little calmly, and said Hi to both Wan Jingjing and Zheng Jing, whom he didn't know.

Zheng Jing is very witty, but also a little mean-spirited: "It's such a coincidence that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, so Xiaojing, you can talk, I will go to the doctor first."

Without waiting for Wan Jingjing to decline, he stepped into the elevator after speaking.

Wan Jingjing looked down at the fruit Li Dafu was carrying: "Are you here to see Zheng Hao?"

An ordinary sentence fell into Li Dafu's ears, as if he was accusing him of crying like a cat. He glanced to the side and said, "How do I know that he is just holding something and will fall..."

Wan Jingjing sighed silently, and said, "I mean, I just want to talk to you too."

Li Dafu was flattered: "Huh? Oh, good"

Wan Jingjing raised his hand to press the elevator, and Li Dafu said, "Well...can you find a place where there are no people, it's not convenient for me to be seen."

Wan Jingjing had no choice but to know how remote the hospital was, so he had to take him to the parking lot downstairs, where Qin Dongwen borrowed his car and parked there.

Out of concern, I asked about his situation first: "What happened to you? Why are you hiding like this?"

Li Dafu was not willing to talk about his predicament, he just answered vaguely: "I am afraid of being photographed."

Wan Jingjing glanced at him and said, "I want to thank you for the manuscript, but if it will cause you trouble because of this, I won't make it public, so I might as well suffer it myself. "

"Really? Is it unnecessary for me again?" Li Dafu opened his mouth and asked.

If Wan Jingjing hadn't been thinking about the love of the manuscript, he would have got off the car and left right now.

The atmosphere was a bit uneven, Wan Jingjing didn't speak, and Li Dafu didn't know how to find a way for himself. The two of them just sat coldly, just like every time they quarreled in the past.

The phone rang just right, Wan Jingjing answered the phone, it was Xiaojie.

The girl suppressed her voice mysteriously: "Hey Brother Wan, I have arrived at the inpatient building, and I bought the mobile phone for you. Are Brother Hao's parents still there now? Will we bother you if we go straight up?"

Wan Jingjing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, I'm not in the ward, you can go directly...Wait a minute, who else is here?"

"Gu Yao, the two of us."

"Well, you go up first, his parents and elder brother are here, and the ward is..." Wan Jingjing said halfway, then suddenly regretted: "Hey, you should come and find me first, I'm in the underground parking lot. "

He hung up the phone and fiddled with his phone interface with his head down, as if the person next to him didn't exist.

Li Dafu: "Are you angry?"

"I don't get angry that easily," Wan Jingjing put down his phone, "I want to wait for you to calm down, can we have a serious and honest chat?"

After Li Dafu heard this, he was a little dazed, at this moment Xiaojie and Gu Yao arrived, Wan Jingjing got out of the car to meet them, leaving him to calm down in the car.

"Jing! Imissyouso!!!" Seeing him from a distance, Gu Yuanyuan ran over, and was about to fly on his upper body, but was stopped by Wan Jingjing.

Wan Jingjing put his hands on her shoulders: "HiAmos, long time no see."

Gu Yao didn't hug, nor was he embarrassed, he asked cheerfully, "Why are you here, why don't you go upstairs?"

Before he could speak, Xiaojie asked worriedly: "Did uncle and aunt treat you...?"

Wan Jingjing patted Xiaojie's head with a smile: "Don't worry about it, why don't you say hello to me first?"

Only then did Xiaojie remember that this was the first time she saw Wan Jingjing after so many days. Ever since she joined the company, Wan Jingjing had been with her, and she hadn't been separated for such a long time, so she felt a little embarrassed: "Wan Jingjing Brother, I miss you too."

Wan Jingjing finally answered their question after reuniting after a long absence. He raised his chin towards the car and pointed to Li Dafu who was sitting in the co-pilot: "I have nothing to do with Zheng Hao's family, I have something to talk to him about."

Gu Yao only learned the reason for Zheng Hao's injury in the morning. He originally believed that Li Dafu framed Wan Jingjing, but he was a little shaken when he heard about the manuscript.

Feeling a little conflicted for a while, he frowned and asked, "What exactly does he want?"

Wan Jingjing didn't answer, and no one could answer this question, except the man in the car himself.

He waved at Xiaojie: "Where's the phone?"

Xiaojie hurriedly handed over the phone. Wan Jingjing asked her to buy the phone last night, and she went to run this errand early in the morning.

If it was handed over to Wan Jingjing, it might be that this person is no longer the leader. She was a little courageous and dared to joke, "Brother Wan, you asked me to come down just to ask for a mobile phone? You also want to give a gift yourself?"

After hearing this, Gu Yao also booed, with a bit of jealousy: "Heh heh heh, you really like him, why don't you like me?"

Wan Jingjing was helpless. At first he asked Zheng Hao what was the rivalry with a little girl like Gu Yao, but now he wanted to say to Gu Yao, "What is the rivalry between you and the two gay?"

Gu Yao immediately retorted: "Battery is not, he still..."

Halfway through the speech, she closed her mouth with her eyes wide open.

Wan Jingjing: "What else?"

Gu Yao shook his head violently: "It's nothing." After speaking, he pulled Xiaojie and ran away.

Wan Jingjing looked at the red hair flying away, and stood there thinking for a while.

Until Li Dafu started coughing loudly.

He shook his head, first settle the matter in front of him, and then go to settle accounts with that one.

"Could you please stop playing tricks?" Li Dafu couldn't bear it when he saw him come back.

Wan Jingjing also calmed down for a while, and still wanted to finish his sentence properly.

He sat down and said slowly: "I used to not think about other people's feelings when I said and did things. I liked to make my own decisions. At that time, I didn't realize the harm to others. I owe you an apology."

Li Dafu turned his head in a panic, looked at him, looked away again, and talked nonsense, a little at a loss: "No, what are you talking about, what time is it now? If you don't come out to clarify, they will become more and more dirty. "

Wan Jingjing continued on his own: "There is also the matter of resigning from the group. I owe you an explanation."

Li Dafu bit his lip, turned his head to the other side, and looked out the car window: "No, I didn't know how badly you were injured until later."

"No, it's not just for this reason," Wan Jingjing said, "After my car accident, I got PTSD and couldn't make music anymore."

Li Dafu suddenly turned his head back: "What?"

Wan Jingjing took a deep breath and touched the steering wheel in front of him: "Well, it's been better until recently. Before, I couldn't mention it, listen to rock music, or take a car."

"Then why didn't you say it then? If you made it clear, I wouldn't..." Li Dafu was a little annoyed: "Then why tell me now?"

Wan Jingjing lowered his eyes: "I'm telling you now, not to make you feel guilty."

"I just feel that at the beginning, whether it was not daring to sign, or leaving the group, or hiding these things from you.

I can say that I have no choice but to be selfish, cowardly, and evasive.

Because of my problems, you have suffered so many years of slander, and now it rebounds on me, maybe it is some kind of cleansing. "

Wan Jingjing thought for a while, afraid that he would think wrong again, so he added:

"So, I don't want to owe you any more favors."

After Li Dafu listened, he looked out of the car window and said after a long time:

"But if it weren't for you, there would be no Stable album, and I wouldn't rely on it to form the band I am now signed to the current company.

What's the point of being so clear? "

Wan Jingjing smiled, recalling Zheng Hao's words, and said, "It's meaningful, my brother will settle the score."

He thought about the second half of the sentence in his mind—this way the family can be separated.

But Li Dafu was obviously moved by the word "brother", and he was short of breath: "No, but you have to think about it for the future. Plagiarizing manuscripts is not a trivial matter, and it will have a great impact on your future reputation."

But Wan Jingjing was unmoved in the slightest, as if he was ready to never stand up again.

Seeing him like this, Li Dafu became more anxious, gritted his teeth, and said: "Let me tell you, the ultimate target of this matter is not you.

My company and the program Fang Tiansheng Communication are almost in a holding relationship. They saw the potential of summer ice fans, and from the very beginning, they planned to support our band with summer ice fans.

Letting you plagiarize this time is actually trying to pull Battery into the water, and then use it to promote me, if you don't act quickly, there will be more later..."

In the middle of speaking, Li Dafu looked at Wan Jingjing who had already understood it, and suddenly realized it.

He swallowed back the words that followed, and said with some uncertainty: "Are you so sure that he is willing to accompany you to be poked in the back? And what about the rest of their band?"

Wan Jingjing raised his eyebrows: "They have to be willing if they don't want to."

Only then did Li Dafu understand that Wan Jingjing didn't want to get involved because he regarded him as an outsider.

And Zheng Hao, who is tied to him, and even the whole band, is a group that shares weal and woe.

the two of them,

It used to be a group.

"Jing", Li Dafu called him.

But then I thought again, what's the point of saying this?

He shook his head, denied his thoughts, and finally said:

"I really hope that you will continue to make music."

Wan Jingjing smiled, held a brand new mobile phone case in his hand, and tore off the plastic film one by one: "Maybe, I also hope... I can be brave."

Li Dafu looked at him, thinking of all the past, the changes that had happened to him in these years, and this was clearly revealed in front of his eyes——

"I didn't understand how you could like someone like Zheng Hao."

"I get it now?"

Wan Jingjing pressed the power button and set up the phone step by step.

Li Dafu didn't want to admit it, so he changed the subject directly: "You will also write songs for him in the future, right?"

Wan Jingjing was fiddling with the new mobile phone, and his fingers stiffened when he heard this, but he still couldn't hold back his venomous tongue: "What do you mean? Why do you ask that? I haven't written a song for you, I wrote it for the band." of."

Li Dafu rolled his eyes angrily: "I don't want you to write yet, I have changed a lot now."

Wan Jingjing nodded sincerely: "It can be seen that I recently..."

He looked up at Li Dafu, then continued to play with his mobile phone, but still said:

"I listened to your new album recently, it's good, really."

Li Dafu didn't know how to accept as soon as he was good, so he wanted to humiliate himself, and asked, "Do you often praise him like that?"

Wan Jingjing ignored him, turned on GarageBand on his new phone, and brought up the piano function.

Li Dafu finally closed his mouth when he heard him playing a melody, and asked in surprise, "What is this? Newly written?"

"Yeah," Wan Jingjing fiddled and replied, "It's written for Zheng Hao. I didn't expect you to be the first listener."

"..."

Li Dafu threw the fruit he brought in the car, and didn't plan to visit Zheng Hao, so he got off the car and left.

Wan Jingjing didn't send him off either, and concentrated on playing with the phone in the car, debugging, exporting, and setting it up.

When it's done, put the phone back in the box.

As a result, he turned his head, and before he opened the car door, he was startled by the person standing in the delivery room.

"Why did you get down?" Wan Jingjing opened the car door and asked.

Zheng Hao was still in a state of fluctuating brain, and his anger was also very calm. He said very euphemistically: "I heard that you and Li Dafu were chatting in the car, so I wanted to come down and have a look."

"And then? What did you see?" Wan Jingjing sat still and raised his head to ask him.

Zheng Hao racked his brains and thought for a while, and said, "Seeing him go, you are still sitting in the car thinking about it."

Aftertaste?You're pretty good at making up your mind.

Wan Jingjing thought to himself.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zheng Hao felt a little anxious.But he didn't dare to bow his head indiscriminately, so he could only stretch out his hand to hold Wan Jingjing, wanting him to come out and say it face to face, his words were slower than before, but the questions came one after another without pause:

"What are you talking about? After talking for so long, you can't tell me in front of me, did you ask him to come to see you?"

After listening to this series of questions, Wan Jingjing sneered, and patted Zheng Hao's grasping hand away.

Zheng Hao originally thought that Wan Jingjing would come to coax him, but was obviously taken aback by this answer.

Then Wan Jingjing got off the car seat and closed the car door with a bang, he was so frightened that he shivered.

Immediately a little wronged: "What are you doing? I can't be jealous anymore?"

"Are you jealous?"

Wan Jingjing leaned against the car door, stood with folded arms, stared at him and asked:

"Zheng Hao, tell me, where was the first time you and Gu Yao met?"

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ah!I originally wanted to post it earlier today, but the paragraph with Li Dafu has been revised several times. The emotions are too complicated, so I don’t know if I can pass it on.