First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Early the next morning, Gu Jiaming came to pick Mu Ye up and set off.

Mu Ye usually protects Song Jianchu's private life very much and never let Gu Jiaming come to their new home.

When Song Jianchu helped Mu Ye pack his luggage, Gu Jiaming waited in the living room and played with Waiting for a while.

Waiting for lively relatives, it is the most exciting one to have guests at home.On the contrary, it was Gu Jiaming's old friend Mint, who lay lazily on the cat climbing frame and ignored him.

Mu Ye still didn't come out of the bedroom, he didn't know what he was busy with.

"Mr. Mu, hurry up." Gu Jiaming looked at his watch and urged, holding a pet snack jerky in his hand, and ordered to Waiting: "Wait, sit."

Waiting longingly at the sensuality in Gu Jiaming's hand, he squatted down obediently.

"Good boy." Gu Jiaming fed the jerky to the others, then looked upstairs and urged: "Teacher Mu, are you still okay? You have to leave quickly."

In fact, the luggage was packed last night, Mu Ye hugged Song Jianchu in the room and did not let go, Song Jianchu coaxed him for a while, and continued to coax him.

Hearing Gu Jiaming's voice, Song Jianchu patted Mu Ye on the back: "Teacher Mu, you should go."

"Let's go together." Mu Ye repented before the battle: "I don't feel relieved if I can't see you."

"You can video." Song Jianchu said.

"Then I'll miss you even more."

Before he left, Mu Ye stopped pretending and realized the fact that he couldn't do without his boyfriend.

Song Jianchu coaxed patiently: "I'll pick you up when your concert is over."

"No need." Mu Ye couldn't bear him to toss, and finally buried his head in a few breaths: "I'll send you a video, you must answer it."

Song Jianchu said: "I carry my mobile phone with me."

"En." Mu Ye's voice was a little hoarse.

This is lit.

Before the concert, the state is not good, Song Jianchu said worriedly: "Drink more water, I put the throat-protecting tea for you in the suitcase, and I can ask the assistant to make it for you."

"You really don't want to go with me?" Mu Ye finally asked.

Song Jianchu smiled, feeling reluctant to give up, and touched the head on his shoulder: "Mr. Mu, there are many fans waiting for you, come on."

Mu Ye suddenly remembered the sentence he heard last night.

The boy's voice was full of sleepiness, as if he was talking in his sleep, calling him obediently and softly...

Mu Ye calmly took a deep breath, and let go: "Then I'm leaving?"

"I'll take you to the door." Song Jianchu helped him push the suitcase.

Mu Ye lay on his back again and walked next to him.

After playing with Waiting for more than ten minutes, Gu Jiaming muttered, "Why don't you come down?"

Time is running out, there are still a lot of rehearsals to be done over there.

Gu Jiaming was about to go upstairs and knock on the door when he saw his boss lying on his boyfriend's back like a slime. His boyfriend helped push the suitcase, and finally walked out of the room on the second floor with difficulty.

Gu Jiaming stared blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Song Jianchu used the elevator at home to "carry" the big star downstairs, and handed the suitcase to Gu Jiaming, as if he was entrusting his own child: "Please take care of me, it's hard work."

Gu Jiaming took over the suitcase like a kindergarten teacher and a parent, and nodded with a sense of responsibility: "Don't worry, leave it to me, I have experience."

Song Jianchu tore off the boyfriend who was sticking to him reluctantly, handed it to the "kindergarten teacher", and followed it to the door.

Mu Ye got into the car with gloomy eyes: "Chu Chu, I'm leaving."

Song Jianchu waved his hand: "Be careful."

Mu Ye Youyou: "Kiss me."

Song Jianchu's ears were reddish, and he glanced at the assistant and driver in the car.Everyone looked elsewhere with great insight, carefully studying the few clouds in the sky.Gu Jiaming lowered his head concentratingly in the front, using WeChat to communicate about the rehearsal.

Song Jianchu leaned over, leaned on the car window and quickly kissed Mu Ye's face, then retreated blushing.

Mu Ye's expression softened a little: "I'll send you a video when we arrive, and you're not allowed to go to the company."

"it is good."

Hearing the end of the faint kiss, Gu Jiaming turned his head: "Can we go?"

Song Jianchu stuffed a pack of prunes into Mu Ye's hand: "Eat on the road."

Mu Ye smiled slightly: "Yes."

Gu Jiaming felt that this scene was very familiar, because he often saw the interaction between his wife and children at home.

...and send the kids to school?

Standing outside the yard watching the nanny's car drive away, Song Jianchu slowly heaved a sigh of relief, and pressed his sore shoulder in the morning light.He was just seeing him off, but he was physically and mentally exhausted, as if he had gone through a big battle.

There is an illusion of coaxing a child who has just entered the first grade to go to school.

It wasn't until the nanny's car disappeared at the end of the road that Song Jianchu entered the house and prepared breakfast for himself and the cubs.In the morning, Mu Ye hugged him and kissed him for a long time on the bed, wasting too much time, they didn't even have breakfast.

When Mu Ye was away, Song Jianchu casually made himself a cup of oatmeal with milk, and ate while checking Weibo at the dining table, absent-minded, and didn't read a few posts.

Half of his mind was on following Mu Ye, half on his future choices.

Song Jianchu has been thinking about his career choice recently.

Although his assets are enough for him to squander for several lifetimes, and the value is still rising under his care, but he does not intend to live like this all the time.

Being an Internet celebrity and making videos can only be regarded as a hobby. He needs to choose a career that he can stick to for life and continue to enrich himself.

After drinking a glass of milk and oatmeal, Song Jianchu was about to brush the glass when Yin Chi called him.

"Teacher Mu is gone?" Yin Chi asked.

Song Jianchu turned on the loudspeaker, put the phone next to the sink: "Yeah."

"This is the second stop of the World Tour, and it will definitely be busier later on." Yin Chi said, "You are at home alone, don't you plan to do something?"

Song Jianchu lowered his eyes and put the cup in the water: "I'm thinking."

"Brother, are you interested in being a producer?"

Song Jianchu paused: "Producer?"

"Yes, I think you can try it." Yin Chi said: "Try it with our company's own project first. Anyway, you are the investor yourself. It's more convenient to make your own film, so it's just a waste of time."

"It just so happens that there is a pending project recently. It will transform Pei Shinian and let him develop into the film industry. By the way, he will bring along a few newcomers in the company. Do you want to see if you are interested?"

Song Jianchu hung the washed cup on the shelf, leaned on the sink and lowered his eyes to think for a few seconds, and quickly made a decision: "Yes."

"That's all right, it's settled like that, and you will be responsible for this project." Yin Chi said: "I'll invite you to meet a few big producers in the circle, and you have a meal with them to learn from them. You have such a strong learning ability , definitely no problem."

"it is good."

Hanging up the call, Song Jianchu didn't delay, and immediately started to act.

He searched for more than a dozen e-books related to film production, and ordered a large number of physical books.After making a cup of coffee, I went into the study room, put on my glasses, and began to study the theory of film production.

As a top student with a strong learning ability, it is not difficult to accept a new knowledge.After roughly browsing these information books, Song Jianchu felt that the content was still too simple.

After thinking about it, he turned on the computer.

Song Jianchu's film major at a prestigious foreign school was also world-class. He contacted the professor of film production by email and politely asked if online courses could be provided.

Song Jianchu had excellent academic performance during his college years, and many professors had heard of him.The film professor, an internationally renowned producer, agreed to provide him with one-on-one professional classes, but he still hoped that he could communicate face-to-face.

Song Jianchu hesitated in front of the mail.

If he is still single, he can go to class by booking a private jet at any time.

But before Mu Ye left, he repeatedly told him not to let him run around, so he probably wouldn't agree to his going abroad.

Song Jianchu picked up his phone, clicked on WeChat, and began to type and delete repeatedly.

【Teacher Mu, I want to go abroad for a few days...】

delete.

【Teacher Mu, I can...】

delete.

【Teacher Mu...】

delete.

Song Jianchu propped his head on the desk, wondering what to say to reassure Mu Ye, the phone vibrated in his hand.

[MY: Are you writing a love letter to me? 】

[MY: When will you finish writing?Want to see [shy]]

Song Jianchu: "..."

Song Jianchu leaned back with his mobile phone, bowed his head and typed.

[See Chu Song: Arrived? 】

[MY: Just got off the plane. 】

In the next second, Mu Ye played the video.

Song Jianchu took off his glasses and switched on the video, inexplicably a little nervous.

Mu Ye was still in the car, looking down at him: "Why didn't you take a nap?"

"not sleepy."

"Have you eaten lunch?"

Song Jianchu was too involved in checking the information, so he didn't eat it yet.He said, "Eat."

"What did you eat?" Mu Ye asked.

"Fried steak."

Mu Ye was still not at ease, and said, "Send the photos to me for inspection in the future."

"Ah."

Song Jianchu hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Mr. Mu, I..."

"Here we are." Gu Jiaming's voice said, "Go and see the venue first."

Mu Ye smiled regretfully and said, "I'm busy, I'll send you a video tonight."

"……Um."

"Remember to send me a picture of dinner."

"it is good."

In less than 2 minutes, the video call was hung up.

Song Jianchu sighed.

The production professor sent an email asking if he would be teaching remotely or in person, and if it was in person, he would be free for a few days.

In order to ensure the quality of learning, Song Jianchu didn't think about it anymore, and replied to the email, saying that he would go to class tomorrow.

After turning off the computer, Song Jianchu made an appointment for a private jet for the evening, and began to pack his luggage.

He simply brought a few clothes, and before leaving, Song Jianchu fostered the cubs at Uncle Pei's house.

Pei Shinian had just returned from the announcement. Seeing Song Jianchu dragging his suitcase, looking ready to go, he asked curiously, "You still have to go out so late? Where are you going?"

"Go abroad to study for a few days." Song Jianchu said: "I need to trouble you to take care of the pet again. Thank you. I will treat you to dinner when I come back."

"Small things, I still miss them." Pei Shinian took the pet carrying case and said, "By the way, I heard from Mr. Yin that you are going to be in charge of producing my movie?"

"Yes." Song Jianchu nodded, "I want to try."

"That's great." Pei Shinian was very relieved: "My debut in the film industry depends on your leadership. I will definitely learn acting skills so that I won't embarrass you."

"Come on." Song Jianchu raised his hand and looked at his watch: "I should go."

"Go, future big producer, you too!" Pei Shinian waved his hand.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Mu Ye returned to the hotel.

After coming out of the shower, Mu Ye saw an unread message just as he was about to make a video call with his boyfriend.It was sent at six o'clock in the evening. At that time, he was discussing things with Gu Jiaming and had no time to look at his phone.

After reading that text message, the corners of Mu Ye's mouth slowly sank.His brows twitched, he took a deep breath, and closed his eyes for a while.

[See Chu Song: Teacher Mu, I have accepted a job and want to study abroad for a few days.Don't worry, I'll take care of myself. 】

After the calm message notification, there was also an emoji that Mu Ye often sent.

It seems that there is some guilty comfort.

[See Chu Song: [Hug]]