First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

After trying to calm down for a few minutes, Song Jianchu lay down on the bed.

He lifted the quilt to cover himself, closed his eyes and counted sheep, trying to hypnotize himself.

This set of pajamas around the concert is the longest set of pajamas in Song Jianchu's closet. Fortunately, I bought a larger size back then, even though I grew a lot taller, it still fits well now.

Because the fabric is comfortable, he usually sleeps very well in this set of pajamas.

Tonight, this thing made him lose sleep.

Counting to the 380th sheep, No. 30 rolled over twice under the quilt, and Song Jianchu sat up with his hair blown.

After sitting on the bed for two seconds, he got out of bed decisively and decided to change this thing.

He walked quietly to the door with light steps and put his ear on the door.After listening for a few seconds, making sure there was no sound outside, he gently opened the door.

Just carefully take half a foot.

Take action.

A pair of long legs wrapped in black pajama pants blocked the door.

Lifting his eyes slowly along those legs, he met a pair of slightly narrowed gray eyes.

Song Jianchu: "..."

Mu Ye seemed to have just finished washing, with warm steam on his body, holding a glass of milk in his hand.Mu Ye looked at him for a few seconds, then raised his eyebrows: "Where are you going?"

"..."

Song Jianchu's pupils were empty for a moment, and he naturally retracted his feet: "I'm a little thirsty, I want to get a glass of water."

Mu Ye smiled, and handed out the milk cup in his hand: "Here's a cup of milk for you, drink this."

Song Jianchu reached out to take the cup numbly: "Thank you."

Mu Ye's eyes moved down again for a moment, falling on the pattern on his chest, and said with a smile: "I sleep late, come to me if you can't sleep."

Song Jianchu: "...OK."

The corner of Mu Ye's mouth slightly raised: "Good night."

"Good night."

The master bedroom door closed again.

Mu Ye stood at the door for a few more seconds, lowered his head and pressed the corner of his mouth that had been raised, turned around and entered the guest room.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door walking away, Song Jianchu stood by the bed for 2 minutes holding a milk cup.

He happily drank the milk upside down.

This time I got into bed without any distracting thoughts, lay flat and closed my eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

The next day.

Without getting up early to prepare for business, Song Jianchu finally got enough sleep.

Maybe it was the glass of milk before going to bed that helped, and he fell asleep without struggling for too long.The quality of sleep was also very high, and I didn't dream all night.

After getting up, Song Jianchu stretched his waist and passed by the guest room, and saw the door of the guest room was closed.Mu Ye may have really slept very late yesterday and hadn't woken up yet.

Song Jianchu hurriedly went to the cloakroom to change out of his pajamas, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing, he habitually went to the kitchen to make morning coffee. Instead of using the loud coffee machine, he simply made a cup of instant coffee and made breakfast while drinking.

Keeping the breakfast warm, Song Jianchu lazily sat on the sofa, played with his mobile phone and waited for the guests to have breakfast together after they woke up.

Opened Weibo and glanced at the private messages casually, no surprise, his private messages were filled with a lot of reminders.It's time for the normal vlog update. Seeing that he hasn't updated for a long time, the fans have already started to make trouble.

In order to prepare for going back online, Song Jianchu is deliberately reducing his online presence, and he has no plan to update the vlog in the future.

There were all kinds of private messages from fans, and Song Jianchu casually clicked on a few private messages as jokes.

[The army of the devil king will never get lost: what's the date!What about updates? ?update too! !Didn't mom send you the material!The show is all recorded, why not update it? ?Unfilial son!Do you want to watch your mother starve to death? ? 】

[May the world not be delayed: Smelly treasure, hungry, hungry! 】

[Song Jianchu, I will limit you to update the vlog within three seconds: Son, if you update today we are still mother and son, if you don't update today! ! ——Wuwu, then mother will kneel down and beg you, good boy, mother has nothing to do in this life from [-] to [-], just want to see her son live a good life, you can fulfill the mother you have no dreams for once [crying] 】

Seeing a private message that looked like a debt collection text message from a loan company, Song Jianchu entered it with great interest.

look at.

The corners of his mouth gradually stiffened.

[Reminder machine without emotion: hello, senior, this is an ultimatum to remind you from your relatives.Please release the latest vlog before 15:1 noon today. The duration of the vlog must not be less than [-] minutes. The content meets the expectations of fans. It cannot be too long, and it is not allowed to use historical repetitive materials for more than [-] minute.If there is no update after [-] o'clock, I will share the tender photos of you who have occupied the list of outstanding graduates of your alma mater to Teacher Mu's private message on Weibo.I believe that the male god will be like the teachers and students of our school, cheering for the inspirational youth of the four-eyed school god little nerd [smile] [picture]]

Song Jianchu clicked on the photo with a gloomy face.

A photo of the campus rankings that seemed to be a reward warrant was caught in the eye.

Song Jianchu's hands that clenched the phone tightly gradually trembled.

It is necessary for this broken school to post photos of graduates for so many years? ? ?

He took a deep breath slowly and glanced at the time quickly.

——At 32:[-], there is less than half an hour left before twelve o'clock.

20 seconds later.

Song Jianchu sat in front of the computer in the study and opened the editing software with a blank expression.

When Mu Ye woke up, he found that there was no one in the living room and the master bedroom, and the breakfast for two was kept warm in the kitchen.Stretching his shoulders and neck, he slowly searched around the house, and finally found someone in the study.

The internet celebrity brother is obsessed with work, staring at the computer screen expressionlessly, and skillfully clicking the mouse and keyboard quickly with his fingers, dragging and editing vlog video materials.

It's like an editing teacher without emotion.

The internet celebrity No. [-] brother was so focused on his work that he didn't even notice him approaching.

Mu Ye watched the vlog production process of the super big V with great interest. After watching it for a while, he leaned down lazily while leaning on the chair, and suggested, "The material just now is very good, don't delete it."

Song Jianchu paused his fingers in the rapid editing, quickly calmed down, continued to move, and said, "That scene with other members can't be used privately."

He was editing the video material of the night of the Christmas event sent to him by netizens. Fortunately, the netizens helped him to shoot a lot of material that night.I informed the program team just now that this vlog will be a variety show experience special, and I can barely update an episode.

Mu Ye's voice was still a little hoarse, and he said indifferently, "It doesn't matter if you have me."

It will be twelve o'clock in a few minutes, and the vlog almost requires a long time, and there are really not enough materials available.

Song Jianchu hesitated for a few seconds.

Mu Ye put his hand on his head, smiled lazily and said, "Brother Internet celebrity, give me a chance to show your face."

Song Jianchu didn't change his face and moved his fingers, and edited part of the material that had Mu Ye appearing on the scene, and finally made up 15 minutes of time and uploaded it quickly.

At 58:[-], the fans who were throwing bowls and making a fuss in the comments section of the Demon King's younger brother were pleasantly surprised to find that the vlog of the dragger had been updated!

【I rely on me, I'm not dreaming, right?Son updated? ? 】

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah variety show experience special, so interesting, like watching sideshows]

[Holy shit, my family, skip to 9:34, there's a surprise! ! 】

[In my lifetime, I can actually see the baby and the male god in the same frame in Smelly Bao's vlog [tears]]

[Vlog with the male god (accomplished), congratulations to the 30% progress of Chasing Stars! ! ! 】

[The power of the Internet celebrity brother is invincible, the hot search is like his home, and every vlog update can be on the hot search...]

……

The vlog was updated on time, and Song Jianchu was secretly relieved.

While having breakfast with Mu Ye, he naturally picked up his phone and clicked into the private message calmly.

Sure enough, that fan sent a new private message.

[Reminder machine without emotion: Wow, so punctual, the senior update is hard work! The vlog looks great!It's a pity, the photo of the senior can only be worshiped by the teachers and students of our alma mater for the time being... Hee hee, dear senior, I will update it on time next time~ The handsome photo of the senior speaking under the national flag also wants to share with the male god. [ Blowing kisses]]

Song Jianchu ground his teeth and typed with a dark face.

[See Chu Song: Which class are you in? 】

After waiting for a few seconds, the other party did not reply him.

Song Jianchu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Just in case I couldn't block this person, I finally decided to go back to school in the afternoon and deal with the historical issues in person.

"Who are you chatting with?" The person opposite suddenly asked.

Song Jianchu put down his phone without expression, and continued to eat: "Spam."

Mu Ye lazily put his face on the other side, and said, "It's been so hard since recording the show, and you got up early in the morning to make videos for them, you are such a fan."

Song Jianchu lowered his eyes and sipped the porridge: "The material takes up memory, so just clear it up."

Mu Ye looked at him and asked naturally: "Why did you change into your pajamas? That one doesn't look very good."

Song Jianchu took a spoonful and casually made excuses: "The size is a bit small."

"Small?" Mu Ye raised his eyebrows lightly: "I saw it fit quite well yesterday."

Song Jianchu calmly said "Yes".

Mu Ye smiled considerately and said: "It's okay, I remember that the studio still has stock of that accessory, if you like it, I'll bring you a few more sets next time."

Song Jianchu: "..."

"There are seven styles in total, and you can change them for a week." Mu Ye tapped his fingers on his face with great interest: "Do you want it?"

Song Jianchu held the spoon in his hand against his lips.

He considered calmly.

That set of peripheral pajamas was randomly selected lucky fans to receive the purchase qualification, and each person was limited to one piece, and it was out of print long ago.

Because it is comfortable to wear, it is not that he has never tried collecting.

It's a pity that no one is willing to sell this kind of out-of-print peripherals, and the men's models are super rare. Now all the online sales are pirated copies. It is the dream of all Muye fans to collect a complete series of official authentic products.

After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't resist the temptation to collect all the out-of-print peripherals.

Song Jianchu took a sip of porridge slowly, and said nonchalantly, "Thank you."

"What are you being polite about?" Mu Ye looked at him meaningfully, and said, "I'm all yours, just a few sets of pajamas with pictures of me on them."

Song Jianchu: "..."

"If you want anything else, just tell me." Mu Ye smiled gently: "There is still my humanoid pillow in the studio, I can bring it to you together, do you want it?"

After speaking, the person on the opposite side cast expectant eyes.

Song Jianchu said calmly: "Pajamas are enough, thank you."

Mu Ye looked regretful for a moment, then nodded understandingly, lowered his eyes and thought, "That's right, the pillow doesn't feel as good as a real person's hand, and he won't cooperate with anything he wants to do. It's better for me."

Song Jianchu drank the porridge calmly, without looking at the other side.

The two of them had breakfast together at noon and were ready to go out separately.

Muye's studio had a team building dinner this afternoon, and Song Jianchu made an appointment for a hospital examination, and he had to go back to school by the way.

Song Jianchu drove Mu Ye off first, and chose the most low-key car in the garage.

At the request of the cautious benefactor, the two were also fully armed in the car.

Sitting comfortably in the eye-catching luxury car, Mu Ye rested his face lazily on his knuckles, and turned to look at the benefactor who sent him to work.

The boy covered his conspicuous hair color with a hat, and covered his face with black sunglasses, looking calm and calm.

Mu Ye curled up the corners of his lips comfortably.

When he arrived at the parking lot of the team building site, Mu Ye got out of the car, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I should accompany you. I have to participate in the team building of the studio."

"It's okay." Song Jianchu said in the car, "I can see you tomorrow."

"No, I don't have a date today." Mu Ye smiled and said, "I'll contact you as soon as it's over, and drive safely."

Song Jianchu nodded: "Okay."

Mu Ye took out his mobile phone and was about to call Gu Jiaming when he was suddenly stopped by someone in the car: "Wait a minute."

Mu Ye put down his phone and turned around: "?"

Song Jianchu got out of the car, walked around the front of the car, and handed out a black card: "There is no limit, the team building fee is paid with this card, and you can use it at will in the future."

Mu Ye looked at the card and was slightly taken aback.

"No need." Mu Ye didn't answer, and said with a smile: "We agreed to pay the reward after the agreement is over."

Song Jianchu didn't say a word, he just pulled open his coat and stuffed the card into his inner pocket.

Mu Ye looked down at the boy's movements.

Through the not-so-thick material inside, the boy's cool hands left clear and invisible marks on his chest.

After putting the card away, Song Jianchu helped Mu Ye pull up his coat.He also put his other hand into his coat pocket, and lazily leaned back against the car, intending to watch people leave before leaving.

Song Jianchu raised his chin slightly: "Go."

Mu Ye quietly watched him without moving.

The man's cold and beautiful eyes suddenly became deep, and his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, looking coquettish and dangerous under the cold light of the parking lot.

Before Song Jianchu saw the deep emotion in the man's eyes.

Mu Ye regained his gentle smile, pulled off his mask and kissed him on the face: "Thank you, Lord."

Unexpectedly, this person would dare to do this outside, Song Jianchu was so kissed that he was dumbfounded.

The two girls came to the parking lot to pick up the car. Seeing the two men who seemed to be kissing very close beside the luxury car, they whispered excitedly.

"Wow, it's so exciting. Rich people really know how to play."

"My son has one too! It's just the cheapest one in his garage."

Song Jianchu hurriedly stretched out his hand to push away the person in front of him, and reminded him in a low voice, "Someone is here."

Mu Ye supported the car with one hand, standing in front of him without moving.

Mu Ye raised one hand to cover half of his face and ears, blocking his view from the other side, and gently rubbed his thumb against his cheeks that were burning due to nervousness, comforting him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

The female voice in the distance became hesitant: "Damn, it can't be my son who is having sex with a man?"

"Looking at it this way, why does that person outside look a bit like my son's male god??"

"Fuck! My son won't really fall in love with a male god, will he?!"

Song Jianchu: "!!!"

Song Jianchu tightly grasped the material on the chest of Mu Ye's coat, and his breathing stopped.

As a benefactor who has the responsibility to protect his lover, Song Jianchu calmed down very quickly in times of crisis, and said in his heart that it's okay, it's easy to deal with if he is a fan, and it should be easier to negotiate and seal it up.

Give it what you want and it should work out safely.

Before he could decide whether to give the money or the car, the other girl couldn't help laughing: "Stop teasing me!"

Song Jianchu was stunned: "?"

The girl laughed and said: "The big demon king couldn't wait to vlog to show off his progress in chasing stars as soon as he came off the show. He's already showing off as a leader for a male god. If he were a boyfriend for a male god, he wouldn't buy ten hot searches and carry the CP big by himself. Flags all over the world to show affection."

Song Jianchu: "..."

The other girl thought about it and smiled: "That's right, my son is a scholar, a genius who can show off, it's really impossible for a male god to be so low-key."

As she said that, the girl sighed regretfully: "Oh, it's a pity that it's not good to take sneak shots, otherwise I can save my son's dream material."

Song Jianchu: "..."

The two girls got into the car and left, Song Jianchu's face gradually calmed down.

The eyes behind the sunglasses gradually became calm, even numb.

Mu Ye straightened up, and when he let go, he pinched the boy's dull face.

Looking at the obvious displeasure of the person in front of him, he couldn't help tilting his head and chuckling.

After adjusting his expression, Mu Ye turned back and said, "It seems that we can be bolder in the future and not be so nervous."

Song Jianchu was still expressionless: "..."

Mu Ye paused, and smiled: "Thanks to you, no one seems to believe it."

Song Jianchu: "."