Koi Cheng Jing [Entertainment]

In a few days, it will be the New Year, and the atmosphere of the year around is gradually getting stronger.

As early as a week before the new year, the manager had received invitations from many TV stations for the New Year's party, saying that he would invite Lin Haiyang to perform on stage. New Year's Eve alone on stage.

Yang's father and Yang's mother don't really care, anyway, my son and I are in the same city, so it's very convenient to meet each other if we have something to do. The days to come will be more, and it's okay if we are not together during the New Year's Eve.

Besides, the middle-aged people don't know about other idol dramas or movies, but the New Year's party, what a face!Can play for a year!

Lin Haiyang actually doesn’t want to agree, because his impression of the New Year’s Gala over the years is that singing and dancing sketches come in turns. Look at him, let’s not talk about dancing, singing is even worse, sketches...maybe you can do sketches , but the inviting party did not seem to have the idea of ​​letting him perform a sketch on stage.

After seeking the approval of Yang's parents and Yang's mother, the agent agreed to the invitation without saying a word, and said to Lin Haiyang, "This is a good opportunity for you to strengthen your nationality——Haiyang, you must go."

Lin Haiyang was very guilty: "Is it really okay if I go up?"

"What's the matter!" The manager was also a little guilty, but he quickly hardened his heart: "What about the New Year's party, everyone just looks at it for fun, right? I didn't want you to sing and dance better , the most important thing is to be happy...Are you right? As long as you can bring everyone happiness, isn't that the most important meaning?"

Lin Haiyang was stunned for a moment: "Is that so?"

"Yes, that's it!" The manager patted him on the shoulder confidently, then turned his head and frowned at the program list given by the inviter.

[No.15 program Lin Haiyang solo "Good Luck"]

[No.30 Nine program guests sang "Congratulations on getting rich"]

"Haiyang..."Good Luck", have you heard of it?"

"I've heard it," Lin Haiyang said in a daze, "what's the matter?"

"Practice more these two days, just don't get out of tune, I believe you can do it!" Before the manager finished speaking, he slipped away first.

Lin Haiyang was stunned, took out his mobile phone, played "Lucky Come" again, and tried to sing it again, but before he sang a few words, Mimi, who was disgusted by the company's cats lying next to the stove and warming the fire, called Get up, turn over, turn your ass and run away.

Before the party, Lin Haiyang received a WeChat message from Ling Cheng, asking him where he was celebrating the New Year this year and what arrangements he had.

Lin Haiyang hummed and sent the itinerary sent to him by his agent. Ling Cheng was silent for a while and asked, "Then you won't go home for the New Year?"

"I won't go back. I'll go back the next day. Anyway, it's not far away..." Lin Haiyang thought about it, and asked him, "Brother Ling? Do you have any plans?"

"I'm not going back either." Ling Cheng paused, his tone fluctuating: "What time does the party end?"

Lin Haiyang looked at the time, "It's almost time to get home. What's wrong?"

"...There is a fireworks show at one o'clock," Ling Cheng's voice floated over, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to watch it together?"

Lin Haiyang opened his eyes wide, and made a voice in surprise: "Huh?"

When Ling Cheng heard it, he quickly added: "I have no other intentions. It just so happened that I didn't go back, and the time just happened to be right. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter if you don't watch it..."

"No, Brother Ling!" Lin Haiyang frowned tightly, and his tone was very upright: "The country prohibits setting off fireworks and firecrackers during festivals, and there will be safety hazards! Is this really okay?"

Ling Cheng: "..."

What followed was a lot of chatter, and Ling Yi managed to persuade Lin Haiyang, who was extremely stubborn in some aspects, and finally succeeded in making an appointment with the frog to watch the fireworks show together at 31 o'clock in the morning on Chinese New Year's Eve.

...But he still felt that no matter how good the atmosphere was and how suitable the timing was, Lin Haiyang could destroy it in an instant and return to the upright and awe-inspiring class of popularizing the law.

In the past few days, Lin Haiyang took out "Good Luck" to listen to it, and sang a few lines from time to time. The number of times it was played reached almost [-] times. The manager was almost brainwashed: "Good Luck ~ I wish you good luck Come~ good luck~ brings joy and love~"

"Haiyang, stop singing." The manager took a deep breath, "I've got this melody in my mind when I get home from get off work, it's terrible."

Lin Haiyang clutched his cell phone nervously, turned a deaf ear, and continued to hum: "Good luck, we are lucky~ Facing good luck, we will prosper and connect the world~"

For the sake of fashion value, the partner specially adapted the song, adding various elements of electronic music, DJ, and mixing, and finally made it less rustic. Seeing that he will be on stage in two days, Lin Haiyang is racing against time to practice Waiting until that night, his manager, assistant, make-up artist, and stylist hummed a few words uncontrollably from time to time: "Good luck~ I wish you good luck...huh?"

There are a lot of New Year's Gala, basically every satellite TV that has a good grade will hold a party. At this time, we have to see how the TV station frequently uses strange tricks to attract the attention of the audience——

Durian TV, which invited Lin Haiyang, put out a resounding advertisement two days ago:

"The whole process is live broadcast! On-site sound collection! No lip-synching! The little fresh meat and the little flowers are gathered together! Children and old people are not deceived!"

Once played, it caused an uproar.

Everyone knows that for such important official occasions, in order not to make mistakes, such as forgetting words and actions, it is most likely to record the dry voice in advance, and then let the guests lip-sync on the stage. Down, although perfect, also lacks novelty.

However, in order to meet the year-end target, Durian TV released a big move, shouting at everyone with a hoarse voice: "Other houses fake songs!! Only my house doesn't fake songs!! My house is the most rio!!! Pure and unpretentious!! Little handsome guy Little beauty, come and play!!!"

Immediately, [Durian Taiwan Evening Party] was on the hot search. Although the amount of discussion was probably bought by the Taiwan side itself, it really brought a wave of enthusiasm. Coupled with the fan traffic brought by the popular stars after the guests were announced, it was a big hit. On the night before New Year's Eve, many people sat in front of the TV and tuned to the Durian Channel, looking forward to it.

After the simultaneous live broadcast, Lin Haiyang was semi-forced to change into a festive bright red suit with a light pink and white tie. He looked bright red, and his face was full of red: "Brother Ji... Pants are too small!"

"Hurry up and change it!" The agent was also in a hurry, and hurriedly pulled Lin Haiyang's pants down. When the big red long johns were exposed, he was stunned for a second and roared: "I beg you, don't wear autumn pants. Pants!! I was just thinking that the size is right, why do you still find it cramped!! Take it off for me!!”

Lin Haiyang was stunned by his yelling, and he dared not speak. He took off his long johns a little aggrieved, and put on the original red trousers. Play "Good Luck": "Good Luck ~ I wish you good luck ~"

The manager answered subconsciously: "Good luck brings joy and love... Oh, don't let it go! Take it back!"

Lin Haiyang put his phone away with his eyes drooping, and obediently sat on a chair in the backstage, listening to his manager chattering beside him: "You won't be able to play until later, you are the No.15 show, the host called your name When you go up again...Understood? Have you finished your ears, put on your clothes, and memorized your words? Don't be too nervous, don't bend, don't wrestle, don't sullenly, don't punch on the stage, You sing quietly, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, the smile on your face can't be broken, you have to keep smiling, keep smiling, understand?

Lin Haiyang's head swelled from his chanting: "Brother Ji, you are obviously nervous."

The manager slapped him on the head: "Shut up! I'm not here for you!"

In the director's room on the other side, the director in charge of the show finally remembered to take a look at the stage recordings of the guests. He looked back from the first show. worthy of their fame.

The director nodded again and again, feeling deeply that he had chosen the right person. With a swipe of his finger, he saw the cover video posted by Lin Haiyang on Weibo earlier. The boy in the video had a tender face and was very young, which is what young people like nowadays With a handsome appearance, the director nodded again, not generally satisfied with Lin Haiyang's appearance.

When he was selecting guests, his subordinates handed over the waiting list, and he picked Lin Haiyang, a familiar name, at a glance. His popularity is so high, and there are also comments that praise him as a "strength", so his strength must not be too bad. go--

On the stage, with the passionate music and the cool opening, the first show began. Amidst the dazzling fireworks, the boy group composed of four young men was rushed onto the stage by the elevator and began to dance fiercely , the audience below suddenly screamed:

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Under the stage, the director flicked his finger, clicked, and played the video. Lin Haiyang smiled slightly on the screen, and then spoke softly in the next second——

The person in charge of the backstage was observing the situation carefully, but the door was pushed open with a loud noise. Before he frowned and reprimanded him, he turned his head and saw the director's shiny bald head covered in hairspray. The sparse hair that was thrown in the corner and stubbornly trembled violently with his movements. He rushed in and shouted: "Hurry up and arrange someone to rescue Lin Haiyang!! Now, immediately, immediately!!!"

The person in charge looked confused: "Director, didn't you say...to use his?"

"I believe those fans' comments too much...you can say anything, speak out against your conscience!" Shaking his head, he felt that he had lost two hairs, and continued to urge: "Quickly call someone to save the scene!" ! If he is allowed to take the stage, our Durian TV will really be ruined!!"

The person in charge disapproved very much and dissuaded him: "Director, as you know, we have already announced the list of guests and programs, and it clearly states that Lin Haiyang is a soloist, there is no second person, so let's insert it temporarily..."

Without further ado, the station director called up the video and showed it to the person in charge. In the fifth second of the video, he compromised: "I'm going now!"

Lin Haiyang, who was preparing obediently in the background, and the anxious manager didn't know about these things. The two hummed "Lucky Come" together, and suddenly the door of the lounge opened, and Wu Yue, who looked dazed, was pushed in. Just got off the stage, with some pieces of colored paper on top of his head, the stage makeup was shiny, and he greeted Lin Haiyang: "... Haiyang?"

Lin Haiyang was taken aback and almost lost his phone: "What, what's wrong?"

The person in charge at the back glanced at him with complicated eyes, Lin Haiyang didn't understand what it meant, and only heard him say: "Mr. Lin, Wu Yue will perform with you later."

When the manager heard this, he was a little anxious: "Why do you arrange this temporarily?"

Wu Yue who was pushed over just after getting off the stage: "It's impossible, at most it takes 10 minutes to prepare, how can I learn a song..."

With a sullen face, the person in charge turned on the phone and played "Good Luck". After 2 minutes, Wu Yue nodded hesitantly: "I will."

The agent is still trying to negotiate with the person in charge. He is usually articulate, but today he might feel a little guilty. After being persuaded by the person in charge, he came over to assign work to Lin Haiyang: "Wu Yue will sing first at the meeting, and he will sing One verse, you sing a verse, and the last verse is a chorus, do you understand? After all, you belong to the same company, so it’s considered that the fat and water don’t flow to outsiders..."

Lin Haiyang was very happy to have someone for company: "Okay!"

"What are you silly!" The manager couldn't see it, and wanted to teach him a few words. Seeing the gestures of the field staff outside, he hurriedly pushed Lin Haiyang: "Hurry up, hurry up and get ready!"

Lin Haiyang stood up aggressively, tugged at the crotch and tie of the red suit to make sure there was no problem, followed Wu Yue's buttocks, and walked to the preparation room with ease. It was their turn for the next show.

In the narrow and dark preparation room, Wu Yue recited the lyrics silently, and suddenly remembered that this person came out of the same talent show as him, but he has been developing towards an actor recently, and he almost forgot——

The fact that Lin Haiyang sings really hard to hear.

He was startled, and just as he was about to communicate, he heard the host on stage say "No. 15 program is about to start", before he had enough time to react, he was pushed onto the stage by the field manager.

Wu Yue looked at Lin Haiyang, who had a natural expression beside him, and silently comforted himself in his heart: after such a long time...should have made some progress?

At least not... singing "Good Luck" can cause a car accident?

Facing a large area of ​​colorful light sticks and various hand banners all of a sudden, Wu Yue was not very nervous just after he came on stage, but Lin Haiyang's breathing suddenly became rapid: "Huff! Huff!"

The background music sounded and swept the entire stage. Facing the straight-faced camera, Wu Yue smiled commercially, without moving his mouth, and said to Lin Haiyang, "You...don't be nervous."

Lin Haiyang nodded and shook his head again, which meant he was not nervous, but he held the microphone straight, and the sound of panting was absorbed: "Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Wu Yue's face froze for a moment, the BGM was about to enter the first sentence, he flexibly made a joyful dance move, unknowingly dialed down Lin Haiyang's microphone, put his hand on his waist, and performed a complete set The movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, it took a lot of thought.

They don't know that the number of people currently watching the live broadcast has far exceeded other TV stations, even more than several TV stations combined, not because of the appeal of fans, but because——

The idols who have left the half-turned-on mic or not turned on the mic can be seen at a glance how strong they are.Durian TV even cruelly put them back on their ears, so the idols could hear what they sang clearly, and even a few of them were weak in paddling, and their faces froze during the performance: this Take it out on the stage, at least half a year will be ridiculed by passers-by and teammates fans!

The official barrage in the live broadcast room has been controlled by fans from the beginning:

"Waiting for brother well~ Love brother~ [Love] [Love] [Love]"

"Baby Wu Yue, you are like an elf on the stage, falling from the sky to the mortal world~~"

"Master Sister is here! Sister Yu's flirtatious lolita age, Sister Lingxiang loves you and loves you~ I want to lick my sister today~"

Gradually turned into the giggling laughter of passers-by:

"Lying hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" This men's group is serious? If you are angry, you can say that it is true !!! I will serve the durian table !! "

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Gangzhen really can tell at a glance who the real strength is. Usually, the fans will be lingering and lingering, and the fan who performed well today can still be proud for a year?"

"I announced that Durian TV is the source of my happiness this year, MMVP hahahahahaha how can such a car accident!!"

Although there are many overturned cars, it is also human nature. Only a very small number of people can do it as beautifully and smoothly as singing a CD while dancing. Compared with the young guests, those who are more traditional and quietly stand in the middle of the stage The uncles and aunts who sang popular songs and folk songs performed extremely stably, and they were completely open-mic, and the treble could overturn the entire studio. People couldn't help but sigh, Jiang is still old and spicy.

Of course, some really talented young students have also successfully completed the task, such as Wu Yue and Han Bing. Although there is still a slight gap with the official version, it can be said that they have performed perfectly.

The moment Lin Haiyang and Wu Yue appeared on the stage, the barrage almost exploded, and the Japanese sisters danced wildly in the live broadcast room, Weibo, and circle of friends:

"My brother is here!!! It looks so good in bright red! Look at the perfect proportions!! The man with a height of 1.9 meters and a leg length of 1.3 meters is our brother Haiyang!!"

"Wait, I went back and looked at the program list again. Didn't I say that my brother is a solo singer? Why did this silver-haired brother also come up, he vaguely remembered that he was also included in the previous programs..."

"I'm cold in the Arctic Circle, I didn't expect spring!!! I yelled: Yangyue isRiooooooooooo!!!"

"Aren't those who messed around with the cult in front of me afraid of being killed by the antelope?? I admire the courage of the sisters!!"

At the same time, Ling Cheng, who was waiting alone at home, also turned on the TV. He precisely pinpointed the time and jumped to the moment when Lin Haiyang took the stage. He stopped the remote control and sat upright, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

The arc didn't last for two seconds. When the man saw the words floating in the barrage, he immediately calmed down: "..."

No, absolutely not.

It is impossible for Lin Haiyang to know what Ling Cheng is planning secretly. He is standing on the wide stage at the moment, there are no empty seats in front of him, and the sound of music is deafening. He suppresses his nervousness and silently recites the beat: two three four……"

The moment the background music entered the right track, Wu Yue picked up the microphone with a smile, and cut into the song perfectly, with a lively and crisp voice, which made people feel happy when they heard it: "Good luck, I wish you good luck~ Good luck brings happiness And love, good luck, good luck for us ~ Facing good luck, prosperity and prosperity, connecting the world—”

It's his turn to sing!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Haiyang thought of many things in his heart, but he didn't express it at all. He just took a deep breath, suppressed his trembling voice, and poured out his singing slowly: "New Year is here, good luck is here The auspicious star shines brightly, the five blessings come to the door, and every family celebrates reunion!"

The moment he opened his voice, there was a moment of silence in the auditorium, which was originally filled with many friendly callers.

In fact, it can’t be said that he was in a car accident. After all, he didn’t get out of tune, and he didn’t forget the words. ...

It's just really ugly! !

At that moment, the beautiful voice that lowered the level from the song king competition to the KTMV in a small county town, and the joyful smile that was clearly heard from the back of the ear, made the fans silent:

"Bhys, I'm a new fan. I didn't follow up on his Weibo. One day my sister told me that my brother has been singing so badly?? Even I can't say it."

"Lin Haiyang, please remember, you are from a talent show! You can't sing so badly!! Apologize to me!!"

"I wondered if it was because of the song, but why didn't I feel bad when I heard the silver-haired brother sing just now? Lin Haiyang, it's your fault!"

"I'm offended, does Wu Yue, who is on the same stage, really don't want to laugh? Can he really be so calm? Ba Liao, a Chinese first-level laughing contestant"

Does Wu Yue really not want to laugh?

No, Wu Yue really wanted to laugh, and he was almost out of breath, so he blushed and continued to sing: "The whole family is safe, healthy, happy and healthy~ sweet, sweet, smooth and smooth~"

Lin Haiyang was not polite at all, and took the microphone and answered it very seriously: "Sui Sui Nian Nian, come! Happy, happy, have fun!"

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack!!!"

"What is Hahahahahahahahahaha Lin Haiyang is really serious and I can't bear to laugh at him!!"

There was an interlude in the middle, and the two put down the microphones. They wanted to add dance steps or interact with the audience. Wu Yue did not say a word, and performed a beaming Yangko on the stage. Lin Haiyang was standing by the side blankly, but suddenly received Wu Yue After a suggestive look, he suddenly realized, stuffed the microphone into his trouser pocket, lowered his body, and started somersaults, one, two, three...

Wu Yue who originally only wanted him to move a few times: "...!!"

Fortunately, Lin Haiyang is very sensible. When the first sentence sounded, he pulled out the microphone in time. His face was not red, his heart was beating, and he was not panting. He continued to sing: "Let me wish you all the best! Happiness, happiness and good luck Gold and silver treasures, countless!"

"To tell you the truth, although Lin Haiyang sings badly, at least he doesn't breathe...he is in good physical condition!"

"To be honest, although Lin Haiyang sings badly, at least he can turn somersaults well..."

"Wake up, you two upstairs!! Don't be brainwashed by sister Ri!! Wake up!!"

The last section is Lin Haiyang's biggest challenge. It is a very high pitched section. Although the key is lowered for him, it is still too high. He and Wu Yue sang together. Taking a big breath, breathing with his mouth wide open like a whale, one second before singing, Wu Yue next to him clearly heard a small "hiccup" from Lin Haiyang's throat, Wu Yue really wanted to laugh, but he couldn't :

The last sentence, "Connect to the four seas—good luck—" Lin Haiyang finished half of the sentence with great difficulty, his voice was already a little tight, and he sang the second sentence tensely. As expected, he lost his breath halfway through the song Yes, Wu Yue heard it clearly, and the silly big man next to him sang and sang "Good luck————!" The laughing points of the whole song were all ignited, Wu Yue tightly closed his eyes, put the laughter that rolled down his throat to his mouth, and let out a high octave bel canto with a lively laugh.

The barrage was silent for a long time, and after a while it slowly came out:

"Did my brother just laugh? Is it a high pitched voice or a pig's cry? Why do I sound so similar?"

"Which fan in front don't talk nonsense, okay! My brother is very good on stage! How could he scream like a pig on the stage! It is absolutely impossible for him to laugh, unless he can't help it."

"Lin Haiyang is really the source of my quick fall hahahahahahaha!"

After Lin Haiyang finished the guest group singing program at the end, he happily got into the car and prepared to go home and start a small stove for himself to eat. Although I don’t know why it took less than three seconds for the microphone to be in his hands for the entire group singing session, But he was still very happy: "Brother Ji, I did nothing wrong!"

The agent was a little tired: "I don't want to hit you, but you look at the trending searches now."

Lin Haiyang's elated face froze, he turned on the phone tremblingly, clicked on the hot search list, No.2 [Lin Haiyang Singing] was hanging there, he didn't know why, so he turned his head and asked, "What's the problem?"

"You keep looking down." The agent rubbed his forehead.

From the No.2 hot search of [Lin Haiyang Singing], Lin Haiyang looked down six more, and finally saw his name again on the No.8 hot search, where it hung brightly: [Lin Haiyang sings badly] 】

Lin Haiyang was stunned: "What, what's going on!"

"No.2 is the one we bought," the agent waved his hand, but he, who should have been young and promising, went bald early and his hair was flying high: "The one below is real, if we had known this, we wouldn't have bought it .”

Lin Haiyang clicked on the hot search tremblingly, and as soon as he entered, there was an original Weibo with an emoji package. With sharp language and wonderful metaphors, he shook his wits, turned around, and mentioned why Lin Haiyang sang so badly ...

Passers-by didn’t really believe that it was really that bad. After clicking on the video of the fans occupying the hot search square, they backed out with a sigh of relief: “It’s really bad...the KTMV next door to my house went to catch ten Nine of them sound better than him."

The manager originally wanted to comfort Lin Haiyang: "It's okay, Haiyang, but at least we will give the Taiwan side a good influence. It is said that our show tonight is the number one in ratings..."

Lin Haiyang raised his head, looked at the time, and was very puzzled: "Brother Ji, it's getting closer, aren't you going home yet? Won't the family worry?"

"You don't seem to care at all!" The manager gave him a choke, and had nothing to say: "Hurry up and go upstairs, remember not to make instant noodles for yourself, you will get acne once you eat it!"

"I tried my best..." Lin Haiyang, who was planning to make instant noodles, was a little guilty: "Then you go home early and be careful on the way!"

Watching the agent's black car drive away gradually, Lin Haiyang jumped onto the elevator. He remembered that there was another person waiting for him next door.

When he entered the room, the wall clock on the wall showed 45:15, [-] minutes before the fireworks show. Lin Haiyang sat on the sofa and sent a message to Ling Yi: "I'm home."

Ling Yi returned quickly and told him: "I see, are you hungry?"

"hungry!"

"I just made biscuits, do you want to eat them?"

"Want to eat."

"Wait a while, I'll come over and bring it to you, and watch the fireworks display together by the way."

"No need, I'll just go there, it's too much trouble for you!"

"I'm coming, it's cold outside, you stay at home and wait for me."

Ling Yi didn't reply to the message again, probably on the way over, Lin Haiyang hugged the phone to his chest, his face was a little hot.

The person came over quickly, and within 2 minutes of going up and down, he entered the door with a whole body of cold air, holding a basket of things in his hand, which should be biscuits.

Lin Haiyang quickly patted the butt pad and let Ling Cheng sit: "Brother Ling, sit!"

Then he began to frantically carry the fruit plate, cut the fruit, and serve tea and water. Looking at his crooked and busy back like a penguin, Ling Cheng felt a little pain in his head: "No need, sit down quickly."

Ling Yi looked at the dark sky outside the window, and suddenly said to Lin Haiyang: "The weather forecast says that it will snow heavily tomorrow."

Lin Haiyang nodded, poured him a cup of steaming hot water from the kettle, sat down, turned on the TV, it happened to be the Durian TV, and it happened to be replaying, although Lin Haiyang said nothing, It was a bit embarrassing to press the remote control to turn the channel.

Ling Yi knew why, and comforted him: "You sing very well."

Although Lin Haiyang is stupid, he doesn't believe in everything. He selectively ignores Ling Cheng's words and starts to ask the biscuit: "Brother Ling, what kind of biscuit did you make?"

Ling Cheng hesitated for a moment, then took out the basket, and there were neatly placed biscuits in the shape of ingots, round and cute, "Fortune cookies."

Lin Haiyang poked it with his hands, the skin was soft and fragrant, and it looked delicious: "It's amazing!"

Ling Cheng glanced at the wall clock, and it was almost one o'clock, so he put the basket over nervously, let Lin Haiyang take it, and specially emphasized: "Eat slowly."

Lin Haiyang nodded like a pounding garlic, he was really hungry: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

Under Ling Cheng's apprehensive eyes, Lin Haiyang picked up a piece of ingot cake and gestured for its size, and found that it was much bigger than his mouth. He quickly emphasized: "Be sure to eat slowly!"

This is the fortune cookie that he has been researching for a week. It can be filled with sugar filling while ensuring that the note is not eaten by mistake. Later, he felt unsafe and replaced the paper note with glutinous rice paper. Use dark chocolate sauce to write on it one by one, filled with what he wanted to say to Lin Haiyang, and filled the entire basket.

Very good, things are going very smoothly, after the little frog took a bite and found the note in the sugar filling, I was moved to tears and fell into my arms!

Ling Cheng was dreaming in his head happily, but he still didn't show anything on the surface, his cold eyes stared straight at Lin Haiyang, yes, put it to his mouth, yes, take a bite--hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm? ? ?

In the next second, he saw Lin Haiyang gesticulating the size of the gesture again. At that moment, he suddenly opened his mouth to twice its usual size. In a daze, he seemed to see a black hole, and the black hole unceremoniously took a whole ingot The cake was swallowed whole, and the owner of the black hole smacked his mouth to express his happiness: "Brother Ling, it's delicious!"

Ling Cheng was stunned: This is different from what he imagined, isn't it?

During the ten or so seconds he was in a daze, Lin Haiyang had already taken a bite, his mouth was glistening with oil, and while eating, he kept praising him again and again: "Brother Ling, this is a great time!! You eat too!"

Ling Cheng: "...I don't eat, you eat a little slower, ah, eat slower, huh? Why is it gone?"

Lin Haiyang was really hungry. After swallowing the basket of ingot cakes, he began to slump on the sofa and pat his belly happily: "Brother Ling, it's delicious! I just don't know why, but there's a bit of bitterness in every one of them." chocolate flavor……"

How dare Ling Cheng say that this is all his little note, he swallowed back his tears, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Well, it's good to eat."

It doesn't matter, plan A doesn't work, there is plan B!

Although Plan B was impromptu and very rough, Ling Yi believed that he could do it. He looked at Lin Haiyang who was stuffing rice cakes into his mouth, took a deep breath, put it close to his ear, and said loudly: " Haiyang, I like..."

The fireworks show outside the window is very close to here. At one o'clock, gorgeous fireworks rise from all directions. Different patterns, different colors, and flashes hurt people's eyes. It is really beautiful, but now the whole community is full of fireworks. "Crackling" and "咻——", Lin Haiyang couldn't hear what he said at all, turned around and asked loudly: "What did you say?"

"I said—I——" Ling Cheng sank into his dantian, and uttered a thick and powerful voice from his dantian. Just after brewing, Lin Haiyang on the opposite side suddenly coughed, and soon he couldn't stop coughing, and couldn't even straighten his waist. Ling Yi rushed over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I, cough, I choked!" Lin Haiyang burst into tears, dancing with his hands and feet: "Brother Ling, water, water..."

Ling Cheng took a glass of water from the coffee table nearby and handed it to him. Lin Haiyang's expression eased a little. As soon as the water entered his mouth, he coughed even harder: "Cough, cough, cough, it's so hot, hot!!!"

Ling Cheng picked up the glass and saw that it was the glass of water that Lin Haiyang brought to him just now. After thinking about it, he knew that it was really hot. Lin Haiyang coughed for a while, but his throat stopped, and his mouth was scalded instead.

Ling Cheng walked over with a bit of aphasia, straightened Lin Haiyang's blushing face, and slightly opened his mouth: "Put out your tongue, let me have a look."

Lin Haiyang stuck out his tongue obediently, it was really hot, the tip of the tongue was instantly red, and the tongue coating turned white again, the hot tongue stretched out to touch the cold air, shivering from the stimulation, Lin Haiyang could not help but start to move his tongue up and down: "Slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly..."

Ling Cheng paused and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lin Haiyang shook his head in pain, unable to speak, and moved his tongue even more joyfully: "Slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly, and shaking his tongue.

Ling Yi looked at him, somehow thought of the big golden retriever in the next door who was caught on the spot and stuck out his tongue while urinating in the living room, so he couldn't help laughing.

Lin Haiyang opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of accusations: "Ling! Pot! You are laughing!"

"Stop laughing," Ling Cheng immediately turned serious, and fixed his face, his tone was very firm, in fact, he was talking nonsense: "I'll blow it, and it won't hurt after it cools down. Stick out your tongue a little... ..."

Lin Haiyang was skeptical, and stretched out his tongue a little more, feeling that Ling Cheng was gently blowing on the hot red tongue, for some reason, he felt that it wasn't his tongue that was burned, but his own heart.

The next morning, when Lin Haiyang got up wearing the old man's underpants, he saw a heavy snowfall outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and immediately jumped up excitedly, shouting: "It's snowing heavily!"

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