After being divorced by the top streamer, I became his white moonlight

Lin Yaoran's voice raised an octave, "Why would someone vote for me and He Qiudu?"

Hua Hua scrolled through the netizens' comments on her mobile phone, not knowing how to explain it to her boss.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"He Qiudu didn't smile the whole time, only Qin Shan laughed once when talking about Teacher Azure's first love. Even if he knew he didn't like Teacher Azure, wouldn't this reaction be too honest?"

"Let's not talk about the above, even if the two people are thick arrows in completely opposite directions, I will live and die."

"This couple really only has faces to suck on..."

"Isn't it enough to have a face? Standing together, I can make up [-] words!"

"Gentlemen, in fact, the opening method of this pair should be reversed. Don't you think the atmosphere of being forced to put your head on the same stage, and the atmosphere of 'let's live together, can we still be far away' is very interesting?"

"It's true that twisted melons are not sweet, but thirst-quenching."

"It's already been officially stamped as BE, what are you afraid of when the stock price drops, sisters, hurry up!"

"Divorced couples are penalized!"

"Crazy, the remarriage party is crazy."

"If Teacher Azure and He Qiudu remarry, the believer would like to be a vegetarian for the rest of her life."

"#今天AZURE的教师和阿秋渡都婚婚#"

"Sisters, come on, vote, maybe if you vote for Red Heart CP, the two of you will remarry!"

"Wake up, there is nothing in the dream."

"Even if they won't remarry, at least they will be given a luxury hot spring travel experience if they vote in the Red Heart CP program group. Is it an opportunity for them?"

"Ning is too simple. How could someone like He Qiudu, who hates contact with outsiders, be willing to soak in the hot springs with Teacher Azure? Isn't this killing him?"

"Cherish the present, sister, it's nice to see two people in the same frame more often."

Hua Hua sighed, and told Lin Yaoran as simple as possible, because of the delicate relationship and distorted atmosphere between him and He Qiudu, a large number of "remarriage parties" emerged, and now the momentum has far surpassed the other two couples, ranking second. Bit up.

Lin Yaoran couldn't wrap his mind around it, "No, there are only three groups of guests in total, what the hell is the other pair?"

Hua Hua: "It's indeed a ghost..."

Lin Yaoran was a little horrified, "What do you mean, don't scare me."

Hua Hua: "The most out-of-the-box couple is actually the two in Min Chun's story."

Lin Yaoran almost spit out mineral water, "What are you talking about?"

Hua Hua repeated it, and said, "I was really shocked when I saw the photos and portraits. If Min Chun hadn't said that the girl was gone, I almost thought it was you..."

"Not long after that episode aired, Min Chun's storytelling part got out of the circle and became a hot search. Although some people questioned that the story was made up and was a trick of the show crew, many people were still moved. Wow, I almost cried too."

Lin Yaoran: "..."

Hua Hua: "The Internet is not good here, or you can search it. A lot of scissors have cut this story, such as Douyin and Bilibili, and they are all in one swiping."

Lin Yaoran: "..."

Hua Hua: "Boss, all of your shots in this show are live female protagonists. As for the male protagonist... so far, I have only seen [-] or [-] versions."

Lin Yaoran: "..."

Hua Hua: "And they're all popular traffic in the circle, of course, except for He Qiudu. After all, the Remarriage Party and the Zhuma Party are at odds with each other. It is absolutely impossible for the Zhuma Party to replace He Qiudu as Brother Firefly."

Lin Yaoran's head buzzed, he couldn't understand more and more!

Hua Hua: "The Remarriage Party is the CP fan who supports you and He Qiudu, and the Zhuma Party is the fan who likes the pair of protagonists in the story. Because you look so much like that girl, the Zhuma Party assumes that you are one of the protagonists, and you Brother Firefly, my first love, also naturally became the nickname of another protagonist."

Lin Yaoran: "..."

Hua Hua: "Anyway, the battle between the Remarriage Party and the Bamboo Horse Party is in full swing. God knows that one day He Qiudu will compete with a man who lives in his memory."

Lin Yaoran: "..."

Hua Hua: "By the way, besides the Remarriage Party and the Bamboo Horse Party, there is actually a single-handed outlier. She violated the big taboo of both parties at the same time, and even replaced He Qiudu as Brother Firefly. She even posted on Weibo claiming that He Qiudu is Brother Firefly."

"What's even more funny is that that person has always been a loyal fan of the show. The cold CP she took the lead in before became the emperor of the United States. But this time it was too against the sky and completely capsized."

But that person has a lot of fans himself, and he is not afraid of CP fans coming to encircle and suppress him, so he still takes the lead every day and kowtows. "

Lin Yaoran: "... who is this person?"

Hua Hua: "He Qiudu's mother."

Lin Yaoran: "..."

Hua Hua: "At that time, the Bamboo Horse Party accused her, saying that her mother's filters were too severe, and anyone could be Brother Firefly, except He Qiudu."

Lin Yaoran: "So... why can't He Qiudu?"

Hua Hua: "Boss, what do you think after listening for a long time?"

Lin Yaoran: "..."

Hua Hua: "Actually, I also think that He Qiudu can't do it. Anyone can replace him, but He Qiudu can't do it. Think about it, according to the setting in Minchun's story, how much the male lead likes the female lead, how much can he like a single person?" This level can be called belief. How can such a person be like He Qiudu? Retiring an engagement is the ultimate OOC behavior, right?"

Lin Yaoran: "That's all in the past..."

Hua Hua: "Boss, something is wrong with you. Why are you focusing on He Qiudu?"

At this moment, noisy voices came from the common room outside, Lin Yaoran hung up the phone first, and as soon as she went out, she saw Qin Shan and Ding Shasha huddled together watching iPads, they seemed to have finally connected to the WiFi egg.

Lin Yaoran approached, "What are you looking at?"

Qin Shan was a little embarrassed, but also a little excited, "The latest mixed cut of the Bamboo Horse Group has already received more than 100 million views within an hour of its launch."

Lin Yaoran walked away, "Excuse me."

Qin Shan held onto his sleeve, "Of course, brother, as the party involved, which one do you stand for, the bamboo horse group or the remarriage group?"

Ding Shasha also looked at him with great interest.

The corner of Lin Yaoran's mouth twitched, "I don't want any of them."

As a result, Qin Shan and Ding Shasha were reluctant to let go, and he must choose a pair.Lin Yaoran faltered and hawed for a long time, then bit the bullet and said, "Then it's still the remarriage group..."

"Huh?" The two girls were disappointed.Qin Shan stared at him: "Of course, brother, you don't really want to remarry He Qiudu, do you?"

Lin Yaoran coughed violently, her face flushed, "Are you kidding me, didn't you force me to choose?"

Ding Shasha said: "Then we didn't expect you to choose the remarriage group."

Qin Shan nodded desperately.

At this moment, the three of them were all facing the iPad, completely unaware that He Qiudu had also entered the lounge.

"The story Min Chun told has nothing to do with me." Lin Yaoran said.

"Then you didn't feel touched at all after hearing it?" Ding Shasha didn't give up.

"So what?" Lin Yaoran bit her lip, "The past cannot be changed, if you don't find it, you haven't found it, if you don't catch up, you haven't caught up."

"What didn't catch up?"

Behind him, a familiar Qingyue voice suddenly sounded.Lin Yaoran was startled, and turned around to meet He Qiudu's face.He knew that his mouth was bald, and his ears were completely red.Just kidding, how could He Qiudu know the embarrassment that he ran after the car, fell into the mud and cried in a mess!

On the iPad, the mixed-cut video is still playing in a loop. The BGM is sweet and greasy, and the filter is also pink and tender. In just a few seconds, n popular faces have already appeared.

He Qiudu frowned, raised his chin and asked, "What is this?"

"The plot of the bamboo horse group is mixed." Ding Shasha laughed, "The fifteen candidates for Brother Firefly will start a fierce battle around the protagonist, our teacher AZURE. Choose the one and only Mr. Right."

What kind of ghost story is this from the ancient Mary Su girl comics!Lin Yaoran's goosebumps exploded when he heard it, and he didn't know whether to cover his ears or He Qiudu's.

Qin Shan added fuel to the fire, "Anyway, Brother Firefly can't be someone."

He Qiudu snorted "boring" coldly, went straight to the refrigerator, opened it and took a bottle of mineral water, then turned and left.

Qin Shan and Ding Shasha looked at each other, thinking that He Qiudu was really calm, not to mention jealous, he didn't even react at all, as if Teacher Azure had nothing to do with him.

The shooting in the afternoon went smoothly and ended early. The director clamored for a dinner party, so everyone planned to go to the hot pot restaurant in the town to enjoy the spicy and delicious taste.

Lin Yaoran also likes spicy food, but he loves it, his stomach can't bear it, and his stomach hurts when he eats it.He didn't want to spoil everyone's interest, and he was too tired after recording the program for a day, so he went back to the residence alone.

The ancestral hall was quiet, and as soon as he stepped in, he felt a sense of time and space upside down, as if he had been staying here for more than ten years, and what went out was the body, and what was trapped was the soul.

After all, the weather was still hot, and all the way back, his back was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his long hair covered his head with the hat all the time, making it even more damp and uncomfortable.As soon as he entered the door, he hurried into the bathroom to take a shower.I took a shower for 5 minutes, and dried my hair for 10 minutes, but it was still only half dry.He couldn't stand the hot wind on his face, so he simply wiped it with a dry towel, and then walked out with a head of damp black hair.

Passing the living room on his way back to his room, he saw the grand piano in the corner.The afterglow of the bleak evening came in, and a layer of enamel-like oily light burned on the pitch-black body of the piano.At that moment, this grand piano suddenly became alive in his eyes. Before that, he only regarded it as a dead object, an antique left in the old age, and the inside had long been rotten, but now, he suddenly felt that it could be Sounded like any normal piano.

So, he walked over with his slippers, lifted the cover of the piano, and tapped lightly——

The first thing to feel the sound of the piano is not the ears, but the fingertips.The vibration and resonance seemed to reach the heart all the time, thick, bright, precise, and full of vitality.

Its outer shell has been very old and old after more than ten years, but the sophisticated soul inside is still fresh.

The piano is the most delicate and complicated thing, and it takes a lot of effort to maintain. Humidity, dust, sunlight and insects are its natural enemies, and it needs to be tuned at least twice a year.

This piano, which he abandoned as scrap copper and iron, was not only picked up like a treasure, but also carefully maintained year after year, as if waiting to be played by him again.

Lin Yaoran sat down on the piano bench and lightly touched a set of chords.

Smooth and fluent, gurgling like water, each note is so bright and childish, time is unbelievably invalid on them, the past and present are easily connected, making him smell the midsummer of that year.

In the gloomy time, the only goodness that I have had for a short time.

Lin Yaoran took a deep breath and slowly relaxed.His heart was hot and sore, beating violently, as if something was about to burst out of the ground.The strength of this struggle spread to his ten fingers, and the fingertips seemed to be manipulated by transparent silk threads, jumping uncontrollably on the black and white keys.

There is no need to specify the theme of creation, now, he has composed a new melody.Even without forming a few simple chord progressions in his mind, he has already extended the tune he wanted.

In fact, for the songwriting task assigned by the program group, he couldn't even write three or two basic chords.He has never been stagnant in writing songs, let alone this kind of propositional songs.However, just this time, he didn't even have the slightest vague inspiration.

It must be, the song based on that story can only be performed on this piano.The fleeting glimpses from the past can only be carried by the things of the past, and once they come into contact with the air of the present, they will immediately oxidize.

Lin Yaoran played almost instinctively, completely ignoring the changes of chords and the flow of the melody.He has been used to producing finely crafted and perfect finished products for too long, and it is almost impossible for him to play such a rough and complicated piece.However, when he hit the keys with both hands, he really felt like he was running, running forward at a speed that surpassed time, running back to the summer more than ten years ago.

The only real summer.

Knowing that it is futile and illusory, but still can't help but fantasize, if at that time, if I can catch up with the car leaving Tartary Buckwheat Village, will everything be different?

Can I grow up without being alone, even if it is a bad seed that is sick and dead, can it still have a chance to bear healthy and sweet fruits?

Lin Yaoran raised his eyes, and the rays of the setting sun poured into his vision like water.Everything in front of my eyes became very blurry, I don't know if it was because of my poor eyesight, or because of the choking at the moment.

It wasn't until he struck the last key that all the drowned senses resumed functioning, and a familiar sweet fragrance penetrated his nostrils, hooking him to find the source of this alluring fragrance.

"Lin Yaoran."

Shen Yue's voice sounded above his head, and Lin Yaoran looked over subconsciously.For a moment, the eyes couldn't adapt to the afterglow that just shrouded in, and a clear afterimage was printed in the eyes that were closed immediately.Opening it again, he saw He Qiudu as expected.He stood in the backlight, his outline was coated with a layer of dazzling light, his eyebrows were thick and black, his skin was as white as jade, and his black hair was shining with a magnificent luster.

Such a scene almost made Lin Yaoran no longer know what was going on.In the past, whenever he opened the gate of the ancestral hall, he could never see a similar picture.After hearing the sound of the door knocker knocking on the door, he would silently count for 20 seconds before opening the door—although he was excited and looking forward to it, but he always wanted to hide a little, and he didn't seem to be discovered by the other party.

Then, the boy could be seen standing there against the light, with a warm halo all over his body.

Same as He Qiudu.

Really similar.

"What are you thinking about?" He Qiudu raised his hand and held a paper bag in front of him, "Here."

The sweetness at the end of the nose increased sharply, and Lin Yaoran came back to his senses, opened it, and found a box of creme brulee inside.

"You went to the county just to buy a box of this?"

He Qiudu said, "Don't you like eating this the most?"

Lin Yaoran looked at him, "How do you know?"

For all sweets, he showed equal love, and he never remembered which one was his favorite in front of He Qiudu. He felt that He Qiudu had no reason to be so sure.

"Guess." He Qiudu said lightly.

Lin Yaoran put the paper bag aside, "I didn't expect this piano to be in good condition, do you want to play a piece with me?"

He Qiudu sat down beside him, "Which song?"

"casual."

"Then Schubert's Fantasia in F Minor."

"Fantasia in F Minor" is one of the most classic pieces among the works for four-hand instrumentation. Although it is a single movement, it has various levels of dynamics and very frequent changes, making it very difficult to handle.Especially the use of pedals can easily affect the overall performance of the music.

Lin Yaoran sits on the left, the low voice part, and the task of stepping on the sustain board naturally falls to him.However, there was a big gap between the two of them in stature, and there was only one piano bench, so it was not easy to accommodate his height completely, so stepping on the pedal suddenly became a bit inconvenient.

"Do you want to tone it down a little?" He Qiudu saw that he was restless.

Lin Yaoran snorted, "It's not necessary." He kicked the burden of the slippers, and he simply stepped aside, stepping on the pedals with his bare feet.

Sensing the movement under the qin, He Qiudu lowered his eyes and saw the two delicate white feet in the dim light.The slender ankle that was once held in his palm kicked leisurely and lightly, and touched the smooth and shiny dark golden pedal with the tip of the pink toe one after another. Fish, swimming in the shadows.

Looking up, there are thin and straight legs.Perhaps it was due to the heat in the room. Instead of being tightly wrapped with long-sleeved trousers as usual, he rarely changed into cooler knee-length shorts, exposing his round knees that were soft and pink.Because he was sitting, his trouser legs had shrunk up a little bit, and the lower half of his thigh was dazzlingly white against the black piano bench.

He Qiudu's throat was slightly dry, and he was slightly thirsty.

It's not like I haven't seen him kick off his little leather shoes and play wildly.But at that time they were half-baked childhood sweethearts, little playmates who met by chance.Of course, more importantly, he is a moody and beautiful god, and he himself is his devout and taciturn believer, as long as he can be by his side, he will be satisfied.

But now, I no longer want to be a humble believer who can only watch from afar.In a sense, when Yao Yao turned into Lin Yaoran, the pure and innocent feelings changed, and rapidly expanded into a greedy and distorted true face——

I want to grab a lot from him, and I want to give him a lot of things from myself. From the inside to the outside, all of them are branded with indelible unique marks.

Lin Yaoran didn't notice anything, seeing He Qiudu's gloomy expression, he thought that the other party was getting nervous before the performance, so he smiled to show encouragement.The pear vortex is looming, embedded on the side of the lip, like the imprint of a petal gently falling into the snow.

But unfortunately, the kind encouragement he gave didn't help, and Schubert's classics were still played by them in a mess.The fast and long-breathed phrases became wild dogs, and the rhythm and breathing points were completely out of control.

It's no wonder that in the four-handed playing, one party should know everything about the other party, down to a phrase, and even the position and movement of the fingers.However, he didn't know He Qiudu well enough, and He Qiudu didn't know him well enough either. They almost played and thought differently, interpreting a lyrical and romantic piece like a portrayal of ups and downs, chaotic emotions.

"It sucks." Lin Yaoran closed the lid of the piano.However, despite such an evaluation, he seemed to be in a good mood.

It really is this familiar feeling.Four-hand bombing has never been successful before.

Glancing at the paper bag containing creme brulee, his heart seemed to be affected by the lingering rhyme of the rhythmic phrase, and he was beating hard - he only dared to jump a few times before being forced down by him, just like some things , he only dared to fantasize a little.

With a bit of secret excitement, Lin Yaoran seriously finished eating four creme brulee, brushed the sugar from his mouth carefully, and prepared to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

After baking pancakes on the bed for a while, he suddenly thought that there might be another mosquito biting him at night, so he sat up and sprayed himself with toilet water.I sprayed it on my arms and legs, it was fragrant and cool, and it was chilly.

Just as he was feeling sleepy again, He Qiudu dragged his family in.I saw him holding the pillow in one hand and the quilt in the other, making up his bedding next to him as if no one else was there, then laying down straight in it, and said to him in an anticlimactic manner: "I turned off the light."

Lin Yaoran slowly made a question mark.