I walk the career line in dog blood

On the day when he was going to record a variety show for "Singer and Composer", An Yinong came alone. He pulled the suitcase and drove to the villa park in the suburbs.

There are only a few manors on this not-so-high mountain, and each manor covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, which are bought by rich people for vacation and leisure.And one of the manors was leased by the program group.

"It's all right here, thank you." He got off the Didi car and stood outside the gate with one person and one luggage.When the small wind in early winter blows, it is cold.

The security guard at the door watched him from the house, but he didn't let him through. He couldn't pass here without a pass.An Yinong was about to send a text message to the contact person of the program group.Suddenly, he noticed a black car parked by the side of the road, with the windows rolled down, revealing a familiar face.

"Brother Lu?" An Yinong saw Tang Yu (changed back to his mother's surname), and he trotted over with his mobile phone and suitcase, with a smile on his face.

The white plum blossoms were everywhere on the mountain, and the remnant maple trees were everywhere, but Tang Yu only saw his smile blowing in with the fresh air outside the window.

Holding the steering wheel, he turned his face to the side, and then turned back, his face was a little hot: After living for almost 30 years, it was the first time he felt the timidity of not daring to look at a person's smile.

"Long time no see." An Yinong had already run to the window and bent down to greet him.

An Yinong, who was wearing white thin down and woolen cap, looked like a college student, with a youthful vigor of 'the future is infinitely bright'.Tang Yu looked at his face flushed by the wind, and immediately took off his gray cashmere scarf.

"It's cold, isn't it? The temperature on the mountain is lower than that on the mountain."

"Ah? No need, I..." An Yinong didn't come to refuse, and was wrapped in a warm scarf.

He touched the soft scarf and asked with a smile, "Why is Brother Lu here?"

Tang Yu touched the steering wheel: At first, he just knew that he was going to come here to record, so he came here to take a sneak peek.But in the end, he didn't hold back and pressed the window.

"Hey, I have a house here, let me take you in."

An Yinong looked back at the big iron gate, and then at Tang Yu: "Is it not troublesome?"

"No." I came here just for you, why bother?Tang Yu opened the door directly and reached out to pull the suitcase.

"I will do it myself……"

Tang Yu's warm fingers touched An Yinong's fingers that were blown cold by the cold wind, An Yinong withdrew his hand and watched the man 'forcefully' take away his suitcase and put it in the trunk.

An Yinong sat in the back seat, raised his head, and could see Tang Yu's eyes in front of him in the rearview mirror. They were big and pointed, with majesty in them. They were standard Danfeng eyes, and An Yinong's favorite eye shape.

Today he doesn't wear glasses and looks more mature than before.

"Brother Lu didn't wear glasses today."

"En. I changed my mother's surname back, Tang Yu." Tang Yu carefully glanced at the rearview mirror, only to see An Yinong's eyes, which were full of peach blossom color.

His heart became hot, and he avoided looking at each other: "If it's hard to remember, call me Brother Yu?"

Is the air in the car too stuffy?An Yinong also felt uncomfortable. He could show no mercy to the kind of strong and disrespectful guy, but the gentle one...

"Cough, Brother Yu, Brother Yu." Anyway, the elder brother is always right, An Yinong broke the jar.

"En." Tang Yu was still serious, but his ears were stained red.

Tang Yu really had a house, and the security guard immediately let him go as soon as he saw his license plate. The expensive and powerful car climbed uphill slowly for twenty yards. After climbing for a long time, it finally arrived at the destination.

"It's here, I'm here."

When An Yinong came down, the cold wind hit his face, making him startled, while Tang Yu got out of the car and brought the suitcase.

"I should go." Tang Yu got into the car, put on his seat belt, and started the car.

"Wait a minute, your scarf." An Yinong quickly took off the scarf and chased after him, trying to return it to its owner.

"I'll put it here with you for now, be careful not to catch a cold."

An Yinong chased for a few steps, but failed to catch up. He watched the car drive down the mountain.

At this moment, the people in the villa came out, seeing An Yinong surprised and pleasantly surprised: "Is it Teacher Ke? Are you alone?"

An Yinong nodded.

"This way please, it's too cold outside. I figured it was time to go down to pick you up. How did you get in?"

"A friend took a ride."

"Friend? Is it the owners of these manors on the mountain?" The only ones who can come in, except for those who have been greeted by their program group, are the owners of these manors and their relatives and friends.

An Yinong smiled but said nothing.

"Singer-Composer" is a very special variety show. I already found it very interesting when I watched it, and this feeling became even stronger when I joined it.

"You want to stay here for three days?" An Yinong looked up at the four-story classical European-style building,

"Yes, Mr. Ke, please."

The staff led An Yinong to a small room at the door, and then he saw the full set of equipment for the airport security check. The staff with the scanning equipment in their hands had already stood up with a smile.

"Is it Mr. Ke? People walk here, and put their luggage there."

"Is it so strict?" An Yinong took off his mobile phone and watch and put them in the basket, and stretched out his arms for him to check.

After all the inspections, the staff took away his mobile phone in a sealed bag: "Mr. Ke, you have three opportunities to contact the outside world, but you must be in a specific room. We will take care of this mobile phone for you temporarily. Don't worry, No one else is allowed to touch it except you."

"..." It's really strict, I couldn't think of it when watching the show.

The staff led An Yinong to continue walking. They walked into an empty hall with six huge columns on all sides. The floor was paved with natural marble in symmetrical patterns, and a lady in a maid outfit was walking with a plate. However, their steps are as soft as cats.

There are also specially trained maids, what kind of family is this?

An Yinong looked around, and then found several monitors. He had already seen seven or eight small monitors along the way.

"Mr. Ke, don't be nervous. The official shooting will start tomorrow morning." The staff looked around, "It's a surprise to be able to borrow such a beautiful manor this time. The last few episodes of the show did not have such a generous sponsor."

An Yinong smiled, pulled the suitcase and didn't answer.

This manor comes with a large swimming pool and a large garden, as well as a tennis court and a mini zoo. It is very beautiful and you will not feel bored after staying for three days.

Because the first episode of "Singer-Composer" needs to be filmed for three days, from setting the theme to creation, it takes about two days, and from creation to singer singing, it only takes one day.This has relatively high requirements for creators, and propositional composition is tantamount to.

On the last day of the performance, they came out from here and went directly to the studio, which will be broadcast live at that time.

This is a closed-book exam. From entering the exam room, knowing the exam questions, thinking, to writing the answers, the process is open and transparent, and all the guests are under the monitor.

It can be said that, as far as possible, the program group has managed to refuse 'falsification'.This is also one of the reasons why "Singer-Composer" became so popular.

An Yinong came earlier, and there was only one resident guest at this moment. She was a gentle and beautiful woman. When she was leaning against the door with a coffee cup and smiling, she really felt the peace of time.

"Teacher Bei." An Yinong stopped three meters away, and greeted her seriously.

Seeing his serious look, Bei You laughed: "What's your name, Mrs. Bei, it's too weird, it's called Sister You You."

An Yinong relaxed: "Sister Youyou."

"Oh, a handsome young guy has come to our program group, come and sing with me, what kind of song do you like?"

Bei You took him to sing, and they sang a few duets.

Afterwards, two more resident guests came. They smiled politely, and it was obvious that they had only average impressions of An Yinong, perhaps because An Yinong came from a traffic background, or because the two judges had friendship with him.

But when Zhang Ruojun came over, the three resident guests all turned their faces away, pretended not to see after saying hello, and An Yinong instantly balanced—there was someone more unpleasant than me.

At this time, should the two new flying guests form a team to break through the level?

No, it doesn't exist, An Yinong just has no feelings for Zhang Ruojun, but Zhang Ruojun's rejection and awkwardness towards An Yinong will break through the sky.

"Long time no see. You've been very popular lately. I can see your name everywhere." During dinner, seeing An Yinong and Bei You getting along happily, Zhang Ruojun couldn't control his sourness, "I didn't expect that Even if your voice changes, there are still so many people following you."

An Yinong smiled: "Yes, don't you just pay attention to me?"

Zhang Ruojun's face flushed immediately: "I just saw it by accident, and I didn't pay special attention to it."

"Oh." An Yinong spread his hands indifferently, not caring, but Zhang Ruojun became concerned: what does he mean by this?Is it disdainful?

Zhang Ruojun was in a complicated mood. He entered "Singer and Composer" to overwhelm 'Ke Yinong', but who knows that this person also entered this variety show, and was favored by two big bosses, who spoke online to defend him.

On the one hand, he was secretly happy, as if what he liked was recognized by others.

On the one hand, it is deeply jealous, because it seems that I have lost even more.

"It's very late, everyone go to bed early, and there will be a formal event tomorrow." The person in charge of the program team didn't want to interfere with the internal affairs of the guests. After he said this, the guests dispersed.

A staff dressed as a maid appeared and led them to the guest room.

"Wait, why is he still going upstairs?" Zhang Ruojun noticed that the other guests were all on the second floor, and only An Yinong was led by the maid to continue upstairs.

"That's right, because there are not enough available rooms on the second floor, so a guest wants to live elsewhere." The maid smiled and nodded to An Yinong, "This guest, please follow me."

Zhang Ruojun watched the two of them go upstairs: "What a coincidence?"

An Yinong went all the way to the fourth floor.

The decoration style on the fourth floor was different from that downstairs. He saw that the paintings hanging on the wall did not seem to be imitation paintings.Or, it was imitated by a highly skilled painter, which is more artistic than the oil painting downstairs.

"Here we are." The maid stopped in front of a room.

He looked at the door and found that there was no difference between the door and the one downstairs, so he took out the key and opened it.As soon as the door was opened, the lights inside came on, and a huge modern European-style bedroom appeared in front of you.

The whole is silver-gray, and the low-purity bean-pink lines break the cold feeling, and you can see cute rose decorations everywhere, and there is a bunch of pink roses inside, just at the head of the bed.

Stepping on the clean and fluffy wool blanket on the ground, An Yinong looked around: This house is so new, as if no one has ever lived in it.

There is actually an intelligent control system on the wall covered with wallpaper, and there are also TVs, stereos, projectors and other equipment in the room.

He took down the remote control and looked at it. In addition to controlling the smart home in the room, he could also contact the downstairs.

"It's really convenient. Even the three-layer curtains are electronically controlled, and the transparency of the window glass can also be adjusted." He tried it, and the glass changed from transparent to frosted in a few seconds.

On both sides of the bed, there are two small doors, one for the bathroom and one for the cloakroom.Both the bathroom and the cloakroom are larger than An Yinong's own bedroom.

The strangest thing was that there were already a lot of clothes in the cloakroom. He picked them up to look, and found that they were all young men's clothes. They were all new and about the same size as his.

"I always feel that something is wrong." An Yinong pulled his luggage out of the cloakroom and sat on the edge of the bed thinking about something.Suddenly, he saw a strange mark on the opposite side of the TV series.

Walking over and taking a closer look, it turned out to be a small hidden door. The crack in the door and the pattern of the wallpaper blended perfectly together, making it invisible at first glance.

"What's behind this?"

After all, he couldn't control his curiosity and opened the door.

It was another room, soundproofed all around, with a white piano and guitars hanging on the wall.

"Wow." His eyes lit up.