100 ways to fall in love with a gold master

This hot search was not what Jian Jian'an thought, what operation bought it for him.If you think about it, you know, is the operation blinded by lard? Why do you buy this kind of hot search for no reason.

It was purely Zhu Yun's fans and passers-by who were so angry with his new fans that the three corpses jumped up and joined forces to brush up.

Jian Zhi'an also saw some of his fans' remarks, and they played him as gaudy, awesome, what a new generation of national style singers, what kind of talented niche students, looking at it, even he himself is happy up.

If he was really that awesome, why would he not be able to sleep the night before the game and harass the president until midnight?

It's good if you don't lose so embarrassingly!

Compared with the outraged fans, Jian Zhi'an is in a calmer mood.Originally, he still had such fantasies in his heart, wondering if he could turn himself over like a salted fish, and the dragon wagged his tail, kicking the senior off the stage.

Look at it now, hey, people don't let themselves fall too badly, because they are scruples about a one-sided relationship, and they are merciful.

The upper limit can't compare with other people's lower limit, how can this be messed up.

Just as he was sighing, the door of the room was knocked three times. Judging from the attitude of knocking on the door, he knew it was Lao Ran.

After opening the door, An Yiran stood at the door expressionlessly, pointing behind her.Jian Zhian probed his head, and found that the man whose strength made him unattainable was standing in the living room of the dormitory, holding a bouquet of flowers, with a polite and gentle smile on his face, looking at himself, with the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, and with his eyes and Jane An said hello.

"I have to go out first, you can talk."

An Yiran shrugged, looked at Jian Zhian meaningfully, and walked out of the dormitory with her mobile phone.

Jian Zhi'an was suddenly left behind by her roommate, and received Zhu Yun in a hurry.

He first poured a glass of water for the other party, then turned around and realized that the man was still holding something in his hand, and it was inconvenient to pick it up, so he hurriedly put down the water glass, trying to pick up the flowers, but when he stretched his hand halfway, he realized something was wrong.

Zhu Yun didn't seem to see his embarrassment, so he handed the flowers to Jian Zhi'an naturally, and seeing that the other party didn't pick it up, he smiled and said: "This is a flower that my fan gave me. I'm a little allergic to flowers, and I'm afraid of throwing them away." Hurting other people's hearts, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, won't you do me this favor?"

Zhu Yun has said so, Jian Zhian can't refuse anymore.The other party's way of dealing with people and affairs was much higher than him, and he held Jian Zhi'an in his palm lightly and deftly, yet he couldn't say anything wrong.

Jian Zhi'an took this bouquet of roses, which was actually pretty pretty.Maybe it's because I'm worried about the flowers for men, but the most beautiful ones are just a few purple forget-me-nots mixed in.The white lilies and the champagne roses are nestled against each other, which is beautiful without being ambiguous.

He stared at his unexpected gift for a few moments, then remembered that Zhu Yun was still in the company, how could he still receive flowers from fans?

"You fan..."

"He came in secretly, and now he was invited out by the security guard."

It's a illegitimate meal...

Jian Zhi'an has not yet had a illegitimate meal, but listening to others describe those fanatical actions, just thinking about it makes her head ache.

Zhu Yun was preparing a program at the company, and suddenly a stranger appeared and wanted to send him flowers. It was quite scary to think about it carefully.

But Jian Zhi'an couldn't see even a trace of displeasure on the other party's face, and even asked with a smile if there was any vase in the dormitory that could be plugged with some water.

He is a very good-tempered person, so he should be able to understand Zhu Yun's calm and breezy attitude.But for some reason, the other party's good temper is different from my own silly good temper....

Always felt a little scary.

Jian Zhian shook her head, putting away her wild thoughts.The dormitory of the three big men naturally didn't have any vases for arranging flowers. Jian Zhi'an recalled for a moment and remembered that he still had vases at home, so he said: "I don't have any here, but it doesn't matter, I will put the vases in when I bring them home tomorrow." and it won't wither."

"I would like to trouble you to make a special trip home. I might as well not send it away."

"It's okay, I was going to go back to pull! It's not a loss to be sent back by you, it's a lot of face to compete with Zhu Yunda on the same stage!"

Jian Zhian said with a smile, walked back to the room, made a space on the bedside table, and put the flowers gently.Thinking that he had nothing to entertain him, he bent down and pulled out his snack box from under the bed, and carried it to the living room.

"There is nothing in the dormitory. Healthy food such as fruit tea has nothing to do with me. There are only some snacks and dried fruit. If you like it, you can eat some..."

Thinking about other celebrities who usually eat fruits that are imported from the country of origin, but now they can only eat their own messy snacks, Jian Zhian scratched his face embarrassedly, and then comforted himself confidently.

Snacks are one of the greatest inventions of human beings!Without snacks, you can’t still eat with the rice cooker while you are working, studying, watching dramas and reading novels. You will eat everyone into a big rice bucket.

Thinking of this, Jian Zhi'an's heart settled down, her back straightened up, and she was about to introduce the taste of these snacks to Zhu Yun, when the other party took a pack of mangoes and dried them, she opened them up and ate them without being polite to him at all. one slice.

Huh!People who like to eat snacks are not bad people!

Jian Zhian, who was forbidden to eat snacks by the people around her, was overjoyed, and her favor towards Zhu Yun also increased by several percentage points.

Poor Bai Yan, who squatted in the meeting room and worked overtime, was deducted from the airport and sneezed several times for no reason.

"Today is going to be on the show, how are you preparing?"

"This week has been tossing me to death! But fortunately, I have made great progress!"

Speaking of her own program, Jian Zhi'an has a lot to say.

Don't look at his understatement during this period, except for Lao Ran who applied the plaster and knew that Jian Zhi'an went out vertically and returned home sideways every day, everyone else thought that his training was similar to usual.

The song Bai Yan arranged for Jian Zhi is a light national style song, "Being a Hero".

Purely in terms of the quality of the songs, there is absolutely no way to compare with those written by Zhu Yun.But the special thing about this song is that he choreographed the dance first, and then wrote the song. The lyrics and beats are in line with the dance steps, and the performance on stage is quite eye-catching.

The only problem is that this choreography incorporates a lot of elements of classical dance and martial arts. Although it does not have the rhythm and basic skills of serious classical dance, it still requires Jian Zhian's own life.

There is a whole set of martial arts movements in the interlude, one of which is the basic martial arts performance routine of falling straight down in the posture of a reclining Buddha, and then jumping up.

The movements looked very handsome. On the first day of study, Jian Zhian didn't have the determination to throw herself on the floor.

I did it the next day, but I fell too badly, and the rest of my movements were distorted.He once wanted to tell Bai Yan to forget it, we don't have the ability to control this heroic song.Bai Yan's one sentence made Jian Zhi'an shut up.

Bai Yan asked: "Don't you want to win?"

This question made Jian Zhian speechless, and she silently swallowed the bitterness she planned to have with the CEO.

I want to win.

I miss it so much!

It turned out that the feeling of winning was so good that it made him a little addicted.

It may not be so difficult to change to another song, and there is no possibility of making a fool of myself on stage, but I just can't win.

Jian Zhian still wants to win.He gritted his teeth and silently smashed against the floor for a whole week in that small practice room.

Thinking about it now, Bai Yan really has secret confidence in himself, and actually believes that he can master such a difficult choreography within a week.

Thanks to Bai Yan's willingness to believe in him, Jian Zhi'an finally managed to win his breath, and used his previous skills of squatting on horseback to forcefully swallow the date thoroughly.

Thanks to Uncle Wang for pulling himself in the morning exercises!He no longer said that Uncle Wang's military boxing and martial arts are the hobbies of middle-aged and elderly people!

"I've barely managed to practice the song "Being a Hero" in the past few days-in fact, I feel that I have practiced pretty well!"

"I've heard about it. You can't even keep up with the music at first. I went to see the last practice yesterday. It's great. You can reach this level so quickly. You're very talented. Have you ever learned to dance? .The action looks professional."

"You came to see me! I don't even know!" Hearing Zhu Yun praise herself so much, Jian Zhi'an's mouth was almost crooked.

His mind is very simple. Whoever praises himself for practicing "Being a Hero" is his half-brother: "Hey, I have practiced a little martial arts before, so I can be so fast. But the teacher also said that I am not as good as a professional Dancers are far behind!"

"Being an idol, you don't need to compare yourself with those professional people."

Zhu Yun kindly followed Jian Zhi'an's words, and asked him if he knew that the fans of the two of them had been arguing violently recently.

Of course I know!I was still watching it before you came!In fact, what's the fuss, you are indeed much better than me!

Jian Zhi'an fully explained her thoughts to the other party, but saw Zhu Yun showing a dumbfounding expression.

The man's brows and eyes are warm, reflecting an ambiguous halo under the indoor light.

He asked Jian Zhian.

"Don't you want to win?"

"I..." Of course I want to!

It's just that what's the point of the opponent asking himself such a question, he can't just show mercy just because he wants to win, right?

"There is a resurrection match in this program, do you know?"

"Oh, I know! But it's not my turn! The resurrection match is a pure popularity vote, and every time the old man kills the list, Mengxin doesn't want to!"

"You are very popular now, why did you give up so easily?"

"The high popularity depends on my good performance. If I don't perform well, this popularity will disappear in minutes."

"Whether a performance is good or not depends on the opponent's performance. If I want, you can lose embarrassingly if you lose."

"......"

At this moment, Jian Zhian thought that she had heard wrongly.

Zhu Yun, who has always been gentle and polite, and always speaks in a good voice, is talking to herself!

Say... can make yourself lose very embarrassingly?

"Then you..."

Unknowingly, Jian Zhi'an put on the honorifics again.

"Don't underestimate yourself. If there are no accidents, even if you lose, the popularity vote will still enter the rematch. I see your level. It is still very easy to get first and second in the rematch."

"That...that..."

"Then do you want to consider my suggestion again? I usually don't embarrass the younger generation."

Jian Zhian was silent for a while.

Let yourself lose so embarrassingly...

He is actually ready to lose, but he has practiced the song "Being a Hero" seriously, and he still wants to get some affirmation from everyone.

only....

How could it be possible, for such an illusory ranking...Even if he enters the rematch, whether he can come out is not based on Zhu Yun's words!It's not about your own efforts!

Jian Zhian stood up, walked back to the room, and took out the bouquet.

"Sorry, I..."

There was a smile on the corner of Zhu Yun's mouth: "Are you still unwilling? Of course, with the support of the boss, you really don't need me very much."

"Hey, you..."

"As long as there is a heart in the circle, there are no secrets. It is rare for a person like the boss to come out to stand for an artist."

Zhu Yun also stood up, but didn't take the flowers in Jian Zhian's hand: "But his help to you is actually very limited, otherwise you wouldn't bump into me. I think there are several benefactors at the same time , it is not difficult for a young man like you."

Jian Zhi'an was severely hurt by Zhu Yun's evaluation of herself.

Even in the first few months of getting along with Bai Yan in a trading relationship, the other party never used this tone to judge himself.

It's just like...

Jian Zhian didn't want to say that word.

"Sorry... let's see you tonight." Jian Zhian wanted to put the flowers back to Zhu Yun

"You should keep it." Zhu Yun sighed: "You seem to have never inquired about it. In Guofeng's circle, why am I the only one who is so popular?"

As expected, the boy's eyes widened in a daze, and he still looked a little cute.

Zhu Yun felt a little regretful.

He didn't deliberately make things difficult for the other party's rejection of him, but he just thought that if Jian Zhi'an accepted him, he wouldn't make things difficult for the other party so much.

Why are the national style singers praised so much, but none of them can catch on?

Is there no one who works hard and has better talent than Zhu Yun?

Of course there are.

It's just that Zhu Yun doesn't want people to share a share with him in this niche circle.

The author says:

A long chapter!

Sweet talk is not necessarily a good man!After losing the outline, it’s a rare chapter that was written smoothly, happy~

I want to reply to QAQ, so many, many, many replies to QAQ