Overtone

Facing the screen, Xiao Cheng just smiled, and took out a round bowl-shaped packing box from the bottom of the bag: "Are you still working?"

"No way." Qi Ye said, "Being a worker, rest and work cannot be separated."

When he said this, he looked at Xiao Cheng's eyes and smiled.

Well, I must still laugh at the incident just now.

But to be honest, Xiao Cheng is really good at taking pictures, otherwise he wouldn't be able to resist taking so many pictures.

Xiao Cheng's eyes fell on the screen again: "This is... a photo of the autograph session?"

Qi Ye: "The photos just came out, I have to sift through them."

Xiao Cheng smiled lightly, but didn't continue.

He didn't know if he was pretending to be stupid, but Qi Ye thought he was pretty stupid anyway.

Qi Ye took advantage of the situation and scrolled down with the mouse, thinking that something else should come out after this round, but the result is still Xiao Cheng's photo.

Oh, he forgot, in the last 5 minutes, Xiao Cheng was all shot.

The reason is also simple, because there are many flowers sent by fans, which make people look good.

Who doesn't love beauties.

Qi Ye thought that he had always been quite thick-skinned. After nearly 30 years of experience, he had seen many embarrassing scenes, and this time was not bad.

But for some reason, this time he felt a little helpless.

Maybe I really fell in love with him secretly, and I don't even know where to put my hands.

Perhaps seeing Qi Ye like that, Xiao Cheng didn't continue to tease him, he pushed the bowl of packed food towards him: "Eat it quickly, it's cold and hurts your stomach."

"This is?" Qi Ye was slightly taken aback.

"Corn rib porridge." Xiao Cheng gently put the spoon aside, "You are sick, it's not good to eat too greasy or cold food."

"Thank you, Boss Xiao."

Qi Ye smiled, pulled out the chair and sat down opposite.

Perhaps because he was afraid that it would be too bland, besides pork rib porridge, Xiao Cheng also served Qi Ye side dishes and steamed dumplings.It has to be said that in terms of this caring index, it is already the standard for a perfect boyfriend in Qi Ye's mind.

"Do you just eat this?" Qi Ye looked at the vegetable salad in Xiao Cheng's box, "This tastes so monotonous."

Xiao Cheng opened the bottle of oil and vinegar, and said flatly, "I'm used to it."

This is the sentence again.

For successful people, it may represent self-discipline, but for Qi Ye, it is equal to the law of the devil.

Life can be ideal, but not boring.

If you let him live an unchanging life, it would be better to kill him.

"It's so monotonous to just eat vegetable salad." Qi Ye said, "If it were me, I would add something else."

"With what?"

"Barbecue, the kind of pork belly sizzling in oil."

Xiao Cheng smiled: "This way of eating is similar to Korean barbecue?"

"Do you like it? Go and have a meal another day. I have done the most research on this. I have tried many stores, and there is a long list of white and black lists."

Seeing Xiao Cheng smiling and not saying a word, Qi Ye said again: "I'm not researching for nothing. I usually sleep until noon to discover new stores, which stores can eat M8M9, and whether there is self-service... These experiences are all accumulated. of."

Having said that, it seems that he is too lazy to do it.

However, if Xiao Cheng likes it, he can eat a few more restaurants to test the waters, just for the purpose of dedicating himself to eating.

Xiao Cheng just laughed when he heard it, he pushed the steamed dumpling forward, and took a bite of purple cabbage by himself, it was obviously a simple salad, but in Qi Ye's eyes, it tasted like high-end western food.

"Farewell, Professor Xiao, let's talk." Qi Ye propped his head and looked at him, "Shall we talk about barbecue?"

"Have a meal."

The tone is almost commanding, but I really like it.

Only then did Qi Ye open the lid.

The porridge is still warm, and the ribs are plenty. The corn is dotted on it, which looks delicious.According to the standards of chain porridge shops, it is almost perfect.

However, Qi Ye remembered that there is no such a down-to-earth porridge shop in this area, and chain stores like this for takeaway can't deliver here.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, let's eat." Qi Ye smiled.

Seeing Xiao Cheng take a sip of his coffee, Qi Ye stopped talking and began to eat pork rib porridge in suspense.

To be honest, porridge is delicious.

In addition, there is a handsome guy who raises his eyes.

It's worth the cold.

"I have medicine and hot water in the lounge, why don't you go to my place to rest?" Xiao Cheng packed up the empty plastic box in front of him, and was about to reach for the finished porridge bowl, but was stopped by Qi Ye.

"I'll do it myself, and I'll bother Professor Xiao." Qi Ye stood up and tidied up quickly.

In all fairness, he wanted to go to the lounge, but he always felt that he would disturb Professor Xiao.After all, he is at the elite level, he is just a lazy bum, and he still plays at night, so it's embarrassing.

"There is no performance tonight." Xiao Cheng seemed to know what Qi Ye was thinking, looked at him and said, "The lounge is also private."

Qi Ye was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing what was happening, he was amused and shook his head.

What was he thinking about?

Isn't it just getting together in a room alone, sitting up straight, and not afraid of being misunderstood what they have.

Besides, not at all.

"Let's go." When Qi Ye came back to his senses, Xiao Cheng was already standing at the entrance of the cast and crew, holding two full garbage bags in his hand.

Not to mention, anyone who finds Xiao Cheng as a boyfriend must have made money.

Xiao Cheng's lounge is not far from the entrance, and he didn't see anyone along the way. The lounge is simple, except for some things that should be there, there are neatly folded music scores, a few iron frames, and a place on the sofa. case with violin.

When Qi Ye put the laptop on the dressing table, he smelled a faint smell of cedar.

"Is the air conditioner hot?" Xiao Cheng put the medicine and hot water beside Qi Ye, he took off his black coat and put it on a hanger beside him, "It's a bit cold outside, I'm afraid you'll catch another cold."

"It's okay, not so delicate." Qi Ye glanced at Xiao Cheng, and suddenly noticed a few sheet music on the coffee table.

It looked like it was handwritten, and it was not the same as the neatly typed manuscript of the orchestra.Even though a glass is pressed on it, the title of the score is still slightly visible.

Of the four characters, the first two characters are suppressed, but the last two characters can be guessed.

A "Zhi" and a "Night".

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Qi Ye stunned, Xiao Cheng asked.

Qi Ye smiled: "It's nothing, I should work."

After finishing speaking, he really sat in front of the computer and began to pick out photos. The room suddenly became quiet, only the sound of the mouse and Xiao Cheng occasionally flipping through the music score remained.

Qi Ye moved the mouse and clicked it.

From the looks of others, he didn't know if he was serious or not, but Qi Ye himself thought it was quite perfunctory, not to say that he was just working casually, but his mind was indeed not on editing pictures.

"Zhi" and "Night".

What would the first two words be?

Also, the score looks handwritten. What kind of person would ask Professor Xiao to write the score by hand, and put it under the cup he used so carefully?

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.

Qi Ye wanted to know, but didn't want to know.

Although I feel that I am not the kind of gossip person, but the whole afternoon passed by like this, and when I checked the time, it was already 03:30.

He quietly glanced at Xiao Cheng, still focusing on the music score.

His gaze returned to the screen again.

After a few seconds, Qi Ye couldn't resist opening the search box and typing those two words.He tilted his head and thought for a while, then added a violin search item.

With the crisp confirmation sound of the mouse, red and blue search items appeared in front of his eyes one by one.

——In addition to the four characters, there are also "violin night" and "military night" put together.Move the mouse to the bottom, and the title of a music score website appeared in Qi Ye's field of vision.

Qi Ye's heart skipped a beat.

He had thought about the possibility of a lot of music scores, or maybe Professor Xiao was creating some music scores, but the appearance of these four words at this time was like a brand in Qi Ye's heart, and he couldn't get rid of it, even It became hotter and hotter.

——"The Night of Confessions".

Just looking at these four words, Qi Ye's breathing became slightly rapid, and he didn't recover for a long time.At this moment, the mobile phone rang untimely, Zhou Qun's call.

"Brother, where have you been?" Zhou Qun asked on the phone, "I didn't see you after looking around, did you go home with your notebook?"

"What's wrong?" Qi Ye was afraid of being seen by Xiao Cheng, so he quickly clicked on the search page.

"It's all right. I'm just asking when the photos will come out. A colleague from the Propaganda Department asked me to ask."

"Tomorrow morning, I will rush to fix it after get off work tonight."

"Oh yes, you have to go to work at night, I crossed it." Zhou Qun said, "Don't be in such a hurry, you can email your colleagues later tomorrow."

"Row."

"Brother is really reliable. I will definitely come to you again if I have this job in the future. The reward is also indispensable."

"Farewell, I can't afford to bother." Qi Ye was afraid of disturbing Xiao Cheng, so he lowered his voice and prevaricated a few words, then hung up the phone hastily.As soon as he looked back at the screen, he heard Xiao Cheng ask: "What time do you go to work at night?"

"Six o'clock." Qi Ye turned on the screen again to check the time, "I can stay here for another hour."

"are you better?"

"It's completely fine, Professor Xiao don't worry." Qi Ye leaned back in the chair, looked sideways at Xiao Cheng, and glanced at the pressed piano score.

After chatting with Xiao Cheng for a while, he asked Qi Ye how to go to work, and if it was inconvenient.But Qi Ye's mind was still stuck on the search results just now, like the clouds in the sky were erratic, and when he regained consciousness, most of the one-hour countdown had passed.

"I should go." Qi Ye hurriedly packed up the computer while looking at the time.

Before leaving, he seemed to see what Xiao Cheng wanted to say, but before he could say it, he smiled, put his backpack on his shoulders, and left the lounge.

It was dry and cold in early winter, especially when I just came out of the warm lounge, the contrast was obvious.

However, this cold wind woke up Qi Ye a lot, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't be sure that it was "The Night of Confessions", and he couldn't take everything for granted.

It might be "Night at the Fiddle," or it might be "Night in the Army," who knows.

Qi Ye suddenly regretted not asking Xiao Cheng directly.

However, he didn't seem to be so cranky anymore, and really had to rely on the cold wind to cool down.

—Four twenty in the afternoon.

This was a time Qi Ye was very satisfied with.

It's almost just right to go to the bar, which is the perfect working time to avoid the evening rush hour.And if you ride a bicycle here, you can get there within half an hour if the road conditions are good.

Qi Ye breathed a sigh of relief into the palm of his hand, and planned to drive a shared bicycle parked on the green belt. It is economical and affordable, and it is his first choice for North drifters like him.

Just as he unlocked and opened the app, the sound of a car starting came from the garage not far away, and then, a car figure appeared in Qi Ye's field of vision.

Audi A6.

Qi Ye is no stranger to this model, the last time I saw it was when Xiao Cheng sent him home.

After a few seconds, the car stopped beside him.

Xiao Cheng rolled down the car window, he didn't wear the black jacket, only the shirt he wore in the lounge just now.Looking at Qi Ye with those deep eyes, it didn't look like he was dropping by someone: "Send you to work?"

Qi Ye was taken aback: "Huh?"

Grass, this is really a bit ambiguous.