accidental preference

Jiangchuan University's annual New Year's Gala is comparable to the Spring Festival Gala. Every college puts all its energy into preparing the program, and the colleges and departments whose programs are of poor quality actually plan to invite alumni at the level of a master.

Yun Chen was personally escorted by the dean of the Journalism Institute to apply for the name. A week before the official performance, the dean came to inspect the rehearsal results in person several times, and each time before leaving, he would pat Yun Chen on the shoulder and explain earnestly , Fighting for the honor of this hospital.

Yun Chen looked at the program list that senior sister got from somewhere, and he was in a bad mood. This is not a New Year's party, this is the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, okay?

"Sister, is the program reliable?"

The senior sister had a lollipop stuffed in her mouth, and she was typing quickly on the computer keyboard with her hands, she gave Yun Chen a naughty look, "The host of the party is my boyfriend."

Yunchen: ...

It is no surprise that the Academy of Art can invite old actors with both virtues and skills and big stars in the sky. It is barely acceptable that the Academy of Mathematical Sciences can invite drama masters to stand on the platform. The winner of the Clown Award, Yun Chen said in shock: "If you tell me now that the Faculty of Arts has invited a Nobel Prize winner, I won't be surprised."

The senior sister looked calm, "It's okay, Xiaoyun, we are all optimistic about you. Don't feel inferior, at least you will be the number one male star in star dramas when you debut, and your weight is enough."

Yunchen: ...

On the last day of the end of the year, Jiangchuan University's New Year's Party officially started. Push to the climax/tide.

Yunchen stood nervously waiting in the background, and the students from the School of Journalism cheered him up, "Relax, it's really a small scene for you."

Yun Chen was very speechless, "If you had just watched the acrobatic performance of the medical school seriously, you wouldn't be so confident."

A chubby senior brother sneered and said, "It's only the C position, and it's foreign aid. We didn't even notice the crooked ones, and they're not as good-looking as the cheerleaders from the Engineering College."

A thin boy wearing black-rimmed glasses kindly reminded: "We have also invited foreign aid, and the proportion of foreign aid is as high as 50.00%."

Crowd: ...

Ruthless Senior Sister: "Shut up those who can't speak!"

When the cold-hearted senior's boyfriend called out Yun Chen's name, there was warm applause in the auditorium. Yun Chen took a deep breath and walked onto the stage with a smile.

The soft prelude slowly flowed out, the stage lights were as soft as spun yarn, Yun Chen stood in the center of the stage, holding the microphone and singing softly.

The previous performances were almost all festive and lively, but the current stage is soft and quiet, like warm tea in winter, giving people a very comfortable feeling. The boy in a white shirt has a soothing voice, and every sentence he sings Gently swept over the tip of the heart like a feather.

After the first verse ended, another boy slowly appeared on the big screen behind the stage. His face was covered by a thin layer of white mist. The boy stood alone in the center of the screen, talking with Yunchen. Sing duet.

The picture on the big screen is ingeniously integrated with the stage in front of it, making people feel like they are on the scene, like returning to the middle school campus, and those passionate years of fighting for their dreams seem to be just yesterday.

Suddenly, the boy on the big screen walked out of the screen and walked onto the stage. There was a slight panting sound from the audience, and then the audience finally saw the boy's face clearly. It turned out to be Zhuang Xiayang!

Zhuang Xiayang held an acoustic guitar to accompany Yunchen, with a gentle smile on his face, he looked into Yunchen's eyes for a moment, and when it came to his solo, all the teachers and students in the audience held their breath , Zhuang Xiayang's timbre is round, the treble part is full and strong, the low-middle and high-pitched areas are smoothly connected, and the change of the timbre volume can be controlled freely. The strength is too strong!

When the two sang together, the audience was completely immersed in it. This is an original song by Zhuang Xiayang, with a beautiful melody. The harmony between the two is as clear as a stream in the mountains. Small memories, at this moment, condense into small grains of dust, slowly frozen in the gap of time.

After the song was sung, the students of Jiang University burst into thunderous applause, and everyone generously sent cheers and screams to the two people on the stage.

Yun Chen and Zhuang Xiayang bowed and thanked again and again, and finally waved away with smiles amid everyone's reluctance.

The younger brothers and sisters of the journalism institute, who were noisy just now, were more articulate than the other, and now they are all blushing and quiet, obediently queuing up to take a photo with Zhuang Xiayang, until everyone's requirements are satisfied , the party is almost over.

Yunchen took Zhuang Xiayang to leave through the secluded side door, and Zhuang Xiayang's assistant had already parked the car on the path next to the auditorium.

"Xia Yang, thank you, Vocal is in charge, there is nothing to say!"

Zhuang Xiayang hammered Yunchen's shoulder, "Singing has improved quite quickly, yes."

Yun Chen smiled and said: "I have liked singing since I was a child, but I have no talent. This time I was forced to go on stage, and I even hired a vocal teacher to help me one-on-one."

"Are you trying to drive us contemporary artists to extinction?" Zhuang Xiayang raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, I dare not make trouble in front of you, our level is not a heavyweight."

Looking at Yunchen's smiling face, Zhuang Xiayang was also in a good mood, "I've been doing well recently, I feel happy just looking at it! What's the matter, the scumbag has changed his ways?"

Yunchen rolled Zhuang Xiayang's eyes.

Zhuang Xiayang's heart fluttered twice at this glance, and it took a few seconds before he said: "The scumbag messes up again, you tell me, and I will help you deal with him."

Yun Chen raised his forehead, "Don't call him a scumbag! Let's go."

Zhuang Xiayang got into the car with a smile, and then pushed down the window of the back seat, "Throw it away when you're done using it, there's nothing nice about it, you're also a scumbag!"

The scumbag stood on the side of the road and threatened with his fists, "You can try to yell again, I will let you go out sideways today."

The scumbag was happy after threatening himself, his eyes were smiling like crescent moons, "Xia Yang, thank you, happy new year."

Zhuang Xiayang also smiled, "Yun'er, you must be happy in the new year."

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On the top floor of the Jiangchuan Center Building, Yunchen nestled lazily in Qi Qinghong's arms. He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Qinghong raised Yun Chen's chin, and kissed the corners of his bright red and moist eyes.

"Thinking of asking my brother when I first came here, Mr. Zhong is not your leader."

Qi Qinghong also remembered, smiled and bit the tip of his nose, "Stupid."

When the midnight bell struck, the New Year's fireworks bloomed in the sky, echoing the splendid night scene of thousands of lights, and Yunchen's eyes shone with radiant light.

"Brother..." Yun Chen turned his head and buried his cheeks into Qi Qinghong's neck, the line of his neck was like a beautiful and slender string.

The two lips rubbed against each other and melted in each other's hot breath. Yunchen's eyes floated a layer of light, and when he looked carefully, it seemed to be full of joy and affection that was about to overflow. Qi Qinghong I only wish to indulge in it in this life and not wake up drunk.

Qi Qinghong held Yunchen's face in the palm of his hand, his eyes lingered along his eyebrows and lips, and his voice was hoarse, "Baby, I love you."

Yun Chen trembled all over his body, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, "Husband, I love you too, always love you, love you forever."

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Splendid and grand fireworks are in full bloom in the sky, Yunchen's wet eyes are projected by the gorgeous fireworks, every corner of the body is filled with love, and only the lover's hasty and powerful words can be heard in his ears. heartbeat.

The soft waist was sunken into a crescent moon, and the deep affection was burned into the flesh and blood. This affection was so turbulent that it was almost unbearable, and he could only deliver himself time and time again without reservation.

Qi Qinghong looked at the person in his arms, his eyes were gentler than Yuehua's, but the hands around his waist frequently lost their sense of proportion, he pressed the person in his arms to him, closer, closer, closer Until there is no gap between each other, even the souls must fit together.

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At six o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark, Qi Qinghong dug Yun Chen out of the bed.

The child was sleeping soundly, was carried into the arms in a daze, frowned slightly unhappy, and muttered a few times vaguely.

Qi Qinghong leaned against Yunchen's lips and listened for a while, but didn't understand anything, and pinched his cheek with a smile.

"Hmm?" Yun Chen was so sleepy that he couldn't lift his head, and stretched out his hand weakly to push his brother away.

Qi Qinghong couldn't help laughing out loud, "Who was it that emphasized repeatedly before falling asleep last night to watch the sunrise? The first sunrise of the new year, don't cry if you miss it."

Yunchen was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, nestled in Qi Qinghong's arms, and fell asleep again in less than a second.

Usually people sleep until they wake up naturally, but yesterday the kid grabbed my brother's soft clothes and threatened that if he didn't wake him up to see the first sunrise of the new year, he would have to live in the dormitory this year.

Qi Qinghong didn't want his little friend to live in the dormitory, so he dutifully woke him up, held him in his arms, and walked back and forth in front of the French windows.

Yun Chen thrust his head into Qi Qinghong's arms, but he didn't want to open his eyes. Later, his nose was pinched and his mouth was blocked, and he almost passed out.

"Bad guy!" Yun Chen finally woke up, "I'm so sleepy, I don't want to..."

"Then I'm sorry, continue to sleep in my arms." Qi Qinghong's heart softened, and he forgot the threat of the child to live in the dormitory in an instant.

The deep night is gradually fading, and the new year's light is faint.

Qi Qinghong wrapped Yunchen and himself in a warm and soft blanket, and after a while, he whispered softly in his ear: "Baby, the sun has risen."

Yun Chen opened his sleepy eyes, the pitch-black sky seemed to be hacked by a sharp axe, and a piece of warm orange sunlight slowly flowed out from the cracks, dyeing the black clouds red little by little.

The morning sun in the clouds leaped out, spurting out thousands of golden lights, and the sleeping earth was instantly illuminated by the sunlight, and the previously chaotic world was split open by this dazzling light.

The sky and the earth gradually become clearer, the sunlight changes bright colors, overflowing the mountains, rivers, lakes, and the reinforced concrete city, everything is awakening.

Qi Qinghong and Yun Chen hugged each other, their hair and cheeks were dyed with dazzling golden light.

"elder brother."

"I'm here."

The new year worth looking forward to is coming as promised.

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