What's wrong with rapper being 0!

Yang Fengyu met Qin Fangcong when he was three years old, and then he changed his status as a bully in the yard, like a dog in the hands of his master, "bullying" with his power, and walking sideways.

In fact, it's not that arrogant, but Yang Fengyu is very proud, because Xiao Bingshan only cares about him in the eyes of others, and with such a big backer, no one dares to bully Yang Fengyu.

Finally, one day, Yang Fengyu was led by his parents to report to primary school. The parents on this side were still receiving textbooks and homework, while Yang Fengyu on the other side had disappeared.

The other children were crying with their parents in their arms, only Yang Fengyu trotted upstairs to the door of Qin Fangcong's class, trying to poke his head on tiptoe to look inside.

It's the break time at the moment, and the elementary school students are very noisy during the break, playing and fighting in the classroom.

Yang Fengyu saw his brother sitting by the window, who was out of tune with the surrounding environment, so he sat on the seat and watched the scenery outside the window, still spinning his pen.

Qin Fangcong's birthday was late, and he went to school a year later. Although he was only in the fourth grade, he was already a bit taller than his peers. Yang Fengyu stood with him like a chick.

"Hey, little brat, where are you from?"

Someone stood at the door with arms crossed and asked Yang Fengyu. Yang Fengyu looked back and saw a boy with two bars on his arms.

"I'm here to find my brother." Yang Fengyu patted the ashes on his hands, tilted his head towards him, his voice was crisp and crisp, which attracted a lot of attention.

The man walked up to Yang Fengyu proudly: "Who is your brother? Have you graduated from kindergarten?"

Yang Fengyu was quite unconvinced, just as he was about to say that he was going to elementary school soon, the back of his neck was pinched suddenly, and his whole body was taken backward.

Turning around, he happened to see Qin Fangcong, with one arm with three stripes resting on Yang Fengyu's body, and said to the man, "Me."

Yang Fengyu suddenly felt complacent, and made faces at the man.

"Squad, monitor? I never heard that you have a younger brother."

"Pictured on the roadside."

Yang Fengyu's smile froze, and Qin Fangcong pinched his face again, "Is the report over?"

Yang Fengyu: "! Forgot! Bye bye brother, I'm going down to find Mom and Dad!"

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Qin Fangcong felt helpless, lowered his head and smiled, and returned to the classroom.

After that day, the little fourth-grade male god and school grass had a baby-sounding but fierce little follower beside him, and he could be seen everywhere.

There was a precocious little girl who handed a love letter to Qin Fangcong, but the little girl returned fiercely: "My brother doesn't fall in love early!"

A little girl gave Qin Fangcong a gift, and the little one said sourly to himself: "I gave this to my brother a long time ago."

Qin Fangcong has never accepted gifts or love letters, and has always rejected people thousands of miles away, with a cold face at all times - except when Yang Fengyu is around.

The little girls who had a crush on him were shocked.

This situation lasted for three years. Qin Fangcong graduated from elementary school and was admitted to the junior high school of the city's No. [-] Middle School.

Without a backer, Yang Fengyu was decadent for several days, and then started to catch up, and because of his growing appearance, he gradually became a new generation of little male gods.

It's just that Yang Fengyu was also not interested in these things, so he plunged into his studies. With Qin Fangcong's guidance and Yang Fengyu's own efforts, he finally jumped directly to the sixth grade after the fourth grade.

In this way, the gap between him and Qin Fangcong is only two levels!

Later, Yang Fengyu was successfully admitted to No. [-] Middle School and became Qin Fangcong's junior.

It was still the day of enrollment, and Yang Fengyu followed Qin Fangcong enthusiastically, with half a fried dough stick in his mouth and soy milk in his hand, just as he was about to speak, Qin Fangcong plugged in an earphone.

There was a very strong drum beat from the mp3, which was incompatible with the quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the early morning. Yang Fengyu was taken aback, "Why do you listen to such an explosive song so early in the morning... Hey, it's quite nice."

Qin Fangcong said lightly, "This is called rap, it's refreshing."

This is the first time Yang Fengyu came into contact with rap, on the way to school in the early morning in the southwest of September, from Qin Fangcong's mp3.

Most of Qin Fangcong's facial lines have faded away, and his height is almost 1.8 meters. Yang Fengyu is still not tall, and with that beautiful and cute face, he is often taken as a primary school student.

On the day of enrollment, Yang Fengyu stood on the playground and looked up at Qin Fangcong who was speaking as a student representative, just as proud as the day of enrollment in elementary school.

His brother is really good.

The third year of junior high school ended later than other grades. Yang Fengyu didn't know it at first, so he waited for Qin Fangcong at the back door of the classroom, but when the evening self-study was over, he had already fallen asleep in the corner with his head tilted.

The students passing by laughed and laughed, Qin Fangcong glanced at them coldly, walked up to Yang Fengyu and knelt down, patted his face lightly, "Miao Miao, you're home."

Yang Fengyu woke up in a daze, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said in a sticky voice, "Are you finished?"

Qin Fangcong saw that he was so sleepy that he walked like he was boneless, so he simply picked up Yang Fengyu on his back and supported him firmly.

"Don't wait next time."

Yang Fengyu shook his head.

"Then wait for me in your classroom, and I'll go find you after the end."

Yang Fengyu nodded, another earphone was stuffed into his ear.

It's not traditional pop music, but with a quiet melody.

"Is this also rap?"

"Well, this is melody."

Yang Fengyu and Qin Fangcong will go to a vocal class every Sunday as a way to adjust their study and life.

During this process, Yang Fengyu also began to listen to singing, and gradually learned about this form of music.

Later, Qin Fangcong was admitted to the high school directly under No. [-] Middle School.

The distance between junior high school and high school was less than 50 meters, and Yang Fengyu also started to grow taller. He ran to the high school every two days and met many people over time.

Some of them are also interested in rap, and some even record very simple MVs by themselves, wearing fake gold jewelry that sells for [-] yuan at the canteen outside, with a strong atmosphere of the market, "rap" full of foul words, thinking they are cool .

Yang Fengyu didn't like it very much, he couldn't tell, but he felt something was wrong.

Ask Qin Fangcong, he also thinks so.

"If I also do music, I will definitely not do this style!" Yang Fengyu said casually.

Qin Fangcong asked back: "Do you want to?"

This stopped Yang Fengyu from asking.

Ordinary people who go to ordinary middle schools, it is actually difficult to have other ideas, because everyone seems to think that 12 years of study is to get into a good university and find a good job. Few people sincerely discuss their dreams, and even a few sporadic They were all called Arabian Nights.

Yang Fengyu didn't want to think about the fact that the distance was too far, he just said: "I like it."

Qin Fangcong responded without saying a word.

Yang Fengyu also successfully entered high school. During the summer vacation after the high school entrance examination, Qin Fangcong called him to the top of the community, and the two sat side by side to watch the moon.

Qin Fangcong found a can of beer out of nowhere, opened the can with one hand, raised his head and took a few sips.

Yang Fengyu was dumbfounded after seeing his actions, and was about to snatch the soda can from his hand while talking, "When did you learn to drink!"

"I'm an adult."

Qin Fangcong raised his eyebrows and raised his arms, but Yang Fengyu couldn't reach them.

"Who said that!" Yang Fengyu looked serious, "You are only 17 years and seven months old!"

"Miao Miao," Qin Fangcong rolled his Adam's apple up and down, "I plan to take the art test."

"what??"

This matter is a bit beyond Yang Fengyu's cognition, but Qin Fangcong often listens to him the tunes he composed, which are very nice.

The age gap is here. Yang Fengyu has just turned 14, and Qin Fangcong is already preparing for the college entrance examination.

"Have you discussed it with your uncles and aunts? What if they don't agree?"

"No," Qin Fangcong took another sip, "I'll break my leg at worst, it won't stop me."

"That won't work!" Yang Fengyu became serious in an instant, "It's true, can't you discuss it with them?"

Seeing his serious look, Qin Fangcong couldn't help pinching his face with a smile, "Just kidding, I'll go back and tell them tonight."

That night, Yang Fengyu sneakily followed Qin Fangcong home, put his ear on the door of his house, and listened intently to the movement inside.

Nothing was thrown, no fights were made, not even a sound was heard.

Just as Yang Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief, the door was suddenly pulled open.

Yang Fengyu howled in fright, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on, and when he saw that it was Qin Fangcong who was intact, he said angrily, "You scared me to death!!"

"I told you everything is fine."

Yang Fengyu thought of something and sighed lightly.

"What's wrong?" Qin Fangcong saw that he was not very happy, and his emotions were written all over his face.

"If you go to the training camp, won't you be away from school for several months? It will be very tiring..."

And I can't see each other anymore.

"Well, leave in September and come back at the end of the year."

Yang Fengyu lowered his head lower and lower, "So it took so long..."

"Miao Miao."

"Ok?"

"I come back every weekend."

"what??"

Yang Fengyu raised his head in surprise and joy, "Really! Then we can still meet!"

"Well," Qin Fangcong rubbed the top of his head, "Study hard at ordinary times, and ask me if you don't understand on weekends."

"Okay—" Yang Fengyu dragged his voice, "Then what should I do if someone bullies me?"

"Go to my class teacher, I left him a phone number."

Yang Fengyu burst out laughing.

Rounding off, Qin Fangcong has been his bodyguard for so many years, and Yang Fengyu's seedlings are now so red, it is probably due to Qin Fangcong's contribution.

The academic burden in high school was much heavier, and the evening self-study was extended to nine o'clock in the evening. After Yang Fengyu finished his homework, he would think of Qin Fangcong and the things he told himself about the training camp at the weekend.

Yang Fengyu also began to think about what kind of person he wanted to be in the future.

However, this question is too far away for a child who has just turned 14. The most important thing right now is to think about Qin Fangcong's birthday present.

Qin Fangcong's birthday happened to be Saturday, Yang Fengyu spent a huge sum of money to buy gifts a week in advance, and was absent-minded on the last night of Friday's self-study, wishing he could fly home directly.

After finishing his homework, Yang Fengyu couldn't learn, so he just stared out the window in a daze.

The classrooms for the lower grades are on the second floor, not too high. Unfortunately, it's pitch black outside, with only a few street lamps that have almost no lighting effect.

Then, Yang Fengyu saw a person.

The man was dressed in black, so he couldn't see clearly, but there happened to be a car whizzing by with high beams flashing, and Yang Fengyu saw the familiar figure clearly, so he couldn't admit his mistake.

It's Qin Fangcong!

Yang Fengyu straightened his back abruptly, looked down almost against the glass, and could vaguely recognize it under the dim light.

It's really Qin Fangcong!

Yang Fengyu can't wait to fly out now, but there are still 10 minutes before the end of evening self-study, which is the most difficult 10 minutes for him growing up.

Finally the bell rang, Yang Fengyu grabbed the bag and ran, the speed was so fast that no one else could react, he had already descended the stairs, ran towards Qin Fangcong, and was hugged in his arms.

"Why are you back!!"

Qin Fangcong just hugged him and turned around twice easily, then put it down, took his backpack, "Let's go, go home."

In the past, Qin Fangcong's birthdays were very simple, and there were not many exceptions, except that Yang Fengyu stayed at his house overnight.

Sending blessings at the zero point is a sense of ritual that children have.

It's just that the kid used his brain too much, and fell asleep lying on Qin Fangcong's bed before twelve o'clock, and didn't forget to ask Qin Fangcong to wake him up in a daze.

At [-]:[-], Yang Fengyu woke up by himself. Qin Fangcong was sitting by the bed, with a cake box on the desk.

"The gift is still at my house. It's too big for me to carry alone. Would you go and see it with me tomorrow?"

"it is good."

Seeing that the time was getting closer, Yang Fengyu became more and more nervous, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to put candles and take pictures.

As soon as he took a picture of Qin Fangcong holding the cake, Qin Fangcong motioned for him to come over, and the two got together to take a selfie.

"Brother! Happy birthday!!"

The pointer pointed to zero, and the candle was lit. Yang Fengyu clapped his hands and sang a happy birthday song to him, and urged, "Quickly make a wish!"

Qin Fangcong didn't really believe this, but he still closed his eyes, put his hands together, and made a solemn wish in his heart.

After blowing out the candle, Yang Fengyu asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"It won't work if you say it." Qin Fangcong said.

His dream is simple.

Hope you and your family get what you want.

I hope Yang Fengyu will grow up quickly.

Qin Fangcong applied for the comprehensive university of Haida University. Its music department ranks first in the country. Qin Fangcong's final performance in the art test is very good. It is said that it is the No.1 professional course.

As the college entrance examination was approaching, Yang Fengyu didn't dare to disturb him, but just waited in the classroom for the third night of self-study in the classroom as before.

In order to save time, Qin Fangcong bought a bicycle and drove Yang Fengyu back and forth every day.

The college entrance examination is approaching, which means that parting is also approaching.

Haicheng is far away from their home, it takes two hours by plane.

Yang Fengyu was a little bit reluctant.

Qin Fangcong seemed to be able to tell that, when he was riding home, he was riding very slowly, and the evening wind gently blew his school uniform jacket, Yang Fengyu took the opportunity to sneak in, hugging Qin Fangcong's waist tightly.

"What?"

Yang Fengyu shook his head and refused to let go.

Qin Fangcong let him hold him until he returned to the community. After parking the car, he patted the top of Yang Fengyu's head.

This state lasted until the day of Qin Fangcong's college entrance examination.

In the third year of senior high school entrance examination, other grades were on vacation. Qin Fangcong rode his bicycle to the examination room early in the morning. Before entering, he left the bicycle with Yang Fengyu and gave him a quick hug.

"Brother!" Yang Fengyu yelled at him while supporting the car, "Come on for the exam!"

Then, Yang Fengyu mixed into a large group of parents waiting eagerly under umbrellas at the entrance of the test center, until the bell rang, and candidates came out one after another.

Qin Fangcong was no different than usual, he still drove Yang Fengyu home and bought him an ice cream along the way.

At the last test, Qin Fangcong didn't ride his bike, and after he got out of the test, he hugged Yang Fengyu and walked around twice. Yang Fengyu was startled, and quickly wrapped his arms around Qin Fangcong's neck.

"Go, brother will take you to the playground."

Yes, they have seen the big one since they were young, and the large playground that has been repaired for many years has finally been completed.

Yang Fengyu had a great time playing and took a lot of photos. When the sky darkened, there was a fireworks show in the playground.

There were many people wishing on the fireworks, and Yang Fengyu imitated them, making fists with their fingers intertwined, with a solemn expression on their faces.

Yang Fengyu made two wishes.

I hope my brother is admitted to Shanghai University.

I hope my brother will not forget me.

Yang Fengyu entered the second year of high school, and Qin Fangcong successfully entered the school gate of Haicheng University. Yang Fengyu wanted to be closer to him since he was a child. Unlike some rebellious and idle classmates, Yang Fengyu concentrated on his studies while continuing to listen to rap. I even found the rhythm of learning in it.

Haicheng is a city with a very developed economy and many good schools.

The university holiday was early, and when Qin Fangcong came back, Yang Fengyu was still in class, so the person waiting for him to finish class became Qin Fangcong.

Qin Fangcong gradually faded his greenness and gradually matured, showing that he directly ignored the opposite sex or same-sex overtures, but he still had the spirited vigor, especially when he was with Yang Fengyu.

During the half day of rest, besides tutoring Yang Fengyu with his homework, Qin Fangcong would also tell him some knowledge he learned in college and listen to the tried-and-true tunes.

Every time Yang Fengyu would be very excited, wanting to pick up a pen and write songs by himself, but he was really lacking in technique.

When he entered the third year of high school, Yang Fengyu also made a major decision—he also wanted to take the art test.

Not following the trend, nor because of Qin Fangcong, but simply because he likes it.

It was just because of Qin Fangcong, it seemed that something else was inexplicably covering this matter, Yang Fengyu couldn't figure it out.

Yang Fengyu's parents were noncommittal about this matter, only saying that he would bear the consequences himself.

Perhaps because of Qin Fangcong's presence, the art and college entrance examinations went smoothly unexpectedly.

After the college entrance examination, Qin Fangcong came to accompany him to pack his things, but found two or three notebooks from the hole in the table. Qin Fangcong asked casually, "What is this?"

Yang Fengyu glanced at it hastily, "Ah, look at the lyrics written by fishing in Chinese class."

Qin Fangcong just opened one of the blue-covered books, and before turning two pages, the book in his hand was suddenly snatched away by Yang Fengyu.Qin Fangcong looked over in surprise, Yang Fengyu blushed, pointed to the remaining two books, "Look at that one!"

This is his diary, it's a big deal for Qin Fangcong to see it.

Qin Fangcong didn't change his expression, he picked up another book and flipped through it.

Yang Fengyu was a little guilty, and asked: "Brother, didn't you see anything?"

"Class [-], classmate Miao Miao."

Yang Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the content of the first page. It is good that Qin Fangcong didn't turn the page any further. The rest are all his thoughts.

The expression on Qin Fangcong's face was a bit subtle, but he didn't say anything, and easily picked up several large bags of Yang Fengyu, "Let's go, go home."

On the day of the results, Qin Fangcong took Yang Fengyu to the Internet cafe.

At the beginning, the two played a small game for two to relax. As the time drew closer, Yang Fengyu dropped the mouse and grabbed Qin Fangcong's hand.

"what happened?"

"Nervous!!" Yang Fengyu hadn't held hands with Qin Fangcong for a long time, and his heart beat faster, "I'm so nervous!!"

Qin Fangcong patted the back of his hand and looked at the time: "There is still an hour and a half."

"Will he leave early?"

"Why is no one talking in the class?"

"I'm so scared!"

Qin Fangcong was amused by him, and called out in a low voice: "Miao Miao."

"Ok?"

"no problem."

Seeing that Yang Fengyu was really uncomfortable, Qin Fangcong simply got on his bicycle and took him for a ride by the river.

The bicycle seemed to be a bit difficult for carrying two tall people. Yang Fengyu could only hug Qin Fangcong tightly, and his upper body was tightly attached to him, and he could even hear his heartbeat clearly.

The wind by the river blew Yang Fengyu's bangs, revealing clear and beautiful eyebrows.

But at this moment, Qin Fangcong was in his eyes.

"Brother, did you fall in love when you were in college?" Yang Fengyu asked suddenly.

"No." Qin Fangcong replied, and the speed of his feet accelerated.

Yang Fengyu subconsciously hugged him even tighter, felt his neat and tactile abdominal muscles through a layer of fabric, and smiled cheerfully: "Me neither!"

"How old are you, what kind of love are you talking about?"

"Student Miao Miao turns 17 in just over a month!"

Qin Fangcong laughed, thought for a while, and still didn't intend to tell what he saw in the notebook.

The car stopped by the dam, Qin Fangcong and Yang Fengyu found a seat on the grassy beach, and then took out their mobile phones.

"At this point, the result should be out!"

"Fuck, there is no signal!"

Qin Fangcong patted the back of Yang Fengyu's head, took out his mobile phone, boarded the official examination website with ease, and handed it to Yang Fengyu: "Check it yourself or should I help you?"

"I'll come by myself..."

Yang Fengyu entered the account number and password, and the moment he clicked to confirm, he grabbed Qin Fangcong's hand and covered his eyes, and couldn't help opening them through his fingers.

The eyelashes lightly scratched Qin Fangcong's fingertips, and it was a little itchy.

"Out."

Qin Fangcong took advantage of the situation and pinched Yang Fengyu's face, "It's [-] points higher than Haida's admission line."

"I go!!"

In this way, they became seniors and juniors again.

Qin Fangcong brought Yang Fengyu into the club, met Tian Yuyang who also just entered school, and learned that he was in a label called TAX.

Qin Fangcong's choice of direction is obviously biased towards production, but Yang Fengyu is not. He prefers to sing.

Under Tian Yuyang's warm invitation, Yang Fengyu joined the label TAX, and will release some songs on the Internet one after another.

Time flies, a year passed, and Yang Fengyu was about to become an adult. He felt that the dormitory was too small to do his best, so he went out and booked a homestay, and planned to invite all his roommates and friends over for dinner.

Of course, only Qin Fangcong was with him the day before.Just like Qin Fangcong's birthday four years ago, he wanted to accompany him until midnight, a wonderful sense of ritual.

Qin Fangcong lit the candle, turned off the light, and said to Yang Fengyu, "Make a wish."

Yang Fengyu was not in a hurry, tilted his head and said to Qin Fangcong: "They all said that wishing won't work, I don't believe it."

Qin Fangcong showed doubts.

"I'm going to make a wish, listen up!"

Yang Fengyu clasped his hands together with a solemn expression, but he didn't close his eyes, but looked straight at Qin Fangcong: "First, I hope my brother can be my boyfriend."

"Second, I hope we will be successful in our careers, in good health and in good health."

The fire was reflected in the eyes of the two of them, and Yang Fengyu blew out the candle with a smile on his face.

Just when he was about to speak, a kiss was lightly placed on his lips, and he left quickly.

"I will work hard for the second one, and I promise you the first one."

Qin Fangcong said.

"Also, when I helped you pack your things last year, I saw "Little Sapling's Secret Love Diary"."

Yang Fengyu was taken aback, and was kissed again in surprise.

God!Then he struggled with it from the age of ten, accepted it at the age of 14, and made up his mind at the age of 16. Qin Fangcong saw all of the awkward adolescence does not hurt literature in the middle!

However, Yang Fengyu didn't know it at the time. Later, he participated in a very popular rap show, and he was upset.

Later, he and Qin Fangcong got the certificate. At the wedding, Qin Fangcong said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "'I really like Brother Xiaoshu, and I will marry him in the future——16-year-old Miao Seedling'."

"I am willing."

Later, this little sapling "diary" can expand a lot of content. Their ordinary life continues, and the whole world is spelled out with fragments of many rap songs.