The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

"Hahaha, you threw him directly at the door of his house? I don't think there's anyone else in the world who is willing to throw Cong Lie on the street." Fu Qing couldn't help laughing while holding a glass of liqueur. .

"It's not throwing away, it's just that he got out of the car when he got home, and I'll take a taxi back to my house." Yunji took a sip of wolfberry tea from his cup, squinting his eyes at the folk band playing in the middle of the stage.

"That's true, he obviously wants to drag you back to his house. Seriously, Yunji, what's the situation with you two now?" Fu Qing tilted her head to look at him.

"What could it be? My unilateral entanglement ended without a problem." Yunji made a silent gesture, pointing to the stage, "Listen to that lead singer."

It took him two whole nights to find this livehouse, and he came to listen to the music seriously.

Fu Qing waited patiently for the song to end, and pointed the table with her finger, "Can you stop playing charades with me? Why are you calling me here?"

"How about the lead singer?" Yunji raised his chin towards the stage.

"It's not bad, the tone is pretty good, and the intonation is OK. It's just that I'm a bit old, so I can look like I'm thirty?" Fu Qing then carefully looked at the man holding the microphone.

A half-worn pullover and washed jeans, thick-framed tortoiseshell glasses, and a slightly unshaven beard, reminiscent of a wandering poet.

"Do you think he can be popular?" Yunji twirled the six-character proverb ring on his index finger, as if talking to himself.

"Isn't it? You came to this corner to dig gold? You're too..." Fu Qing wanted to say, but she held back the "sorrow".

In the past, when Yunji was full of responses, it was always as a producer who went directly to the brokerage company to pinpoint.

Every day is the same as the emperor's selection of concubines. All major companies are like Sangong Sixth Hospital who can't wait to be lucky.

As soon as "Master Yun" is said to be here, it's like real money is already waiting to be piled up at the door of the house.

But ever since he left the Yun family, Fu Qing was brought along by Yunji to see a lot of other people's behaviors.

She is just the incompetent second girl of the Fu family, who can say what other people like to say.

But I didn't expect that people could say such nasty things about the cloud gathering in the past.

In the past, those little bits and pieces who wished to be able to carry shoes behind Yunji didn't even show their faces when they heard the limelight of him breaking up with the old man of the Yun family.

Who doesn't know that Yunji also has a younger brother who studies finance, and that's Yun Shichu's heart that he can't bear to touch with a single finger.

"Heroes don't ask where they come from." Yunji kept secret, "Why don't we get to know each other after it's over?"

"...Okay." Fu Qing couldn't show much interest, she shrugged her shoulders, and propped up the table to drink in boredom.

Yunji no longer talks to her, she can only listen to the band's singing.

Gradually calming down, she gradually noticed that there was indeed something about the lead singer.

The vocal range is very wide, the transition is fluent and natural, and it is a four-chamber resonant singer that she has heard many times in the conservatory but seldom actually seen.

This voice is very explosive.

She couldn't help sighing in a low voice: "He, mom is a natural rock vocal, what time are you wasting here?"

"If you can't hear it anymore, I will suspect that you bought your Juilliard School diploma." Yunji hugged the out of place cup of wolfberry tea.

Fu Qing's eyes widened, "God, you are a tone deaf, where did you hear about such a treasure..."

Yunji took a sip of tea, curled his lips, "Secret."

He knew the lead singer's name without even asking, because in another year, that name would burn through most of the rock and roll scene.

He was born again, and if he wanted to break away from Cong Lie and start his own business, he must have resources that belonged entirely to him.

"What kind of nonsense are you singing? I'm here to make money to suffer?" A drake's voice slowly interrupted the singing in the bar.

"Why is that idiot Xu Peng again?" Fu Qing looked back and couldn't help rolling her eyes, "Did he put a tracker on you? Why didn't he not follow behind you once? Porcelain?"

Xu Peng was actually a senior victim who had been with Yunji from kindergarten to high school.

First of all, Xu Peng's father is a competitive fighter. He has been losing to Yun Shichu since he was young when he peed on the territory, and he was full of dissatisfaction.

After giving birth to a son who was finally two months older than Yunji, and went home crying every day, the kindergarten teacher gave little red flowers only to Yunji and not to him.

After elementary school and junior high school, Yunji's name frequently appeared at the top of various lists.

The young Xu Peng would have nightmares, dreaming that he was following Yunji to help him carry the certificates, but in the end he couldn't move and was crushed to death, so he didn't have time to leave a last word to his mother.

When he got through the college entrance examination, even though he was nearly [-] points lower than Yunji, he was quite happy.

Because this outstanding high school student in the Milky Way is supposed to fly far away to the distant America or England, he will never have to hear the word "gathering".

But he didn't expect that Yunji went to university in Jingzhou, and appeared more frequently in Xu Peng's father's talk.

"That kid from Lao Yun's family can actually talk to Li Dong..."

"How did Lao Yun raise his son? He's so good at coaxing people with his small mouth at such a young age? Where did he learn it from?"

"I really can't see that the kid from the Yun family is so good at drinking. He drinks all by himself and sits at the table. Can he do all the projects well in one go? Young people are greedy for too much!"

The name "Yunji" has officially entered Vanity Fair, and it is rising as a fucking supernova!

Just when Xu Peng was about to break his cans completely and be narrated to death by his father's book of Yunji, Model Yunji finally overturned.

It's still in the beauty pass in a vulgar way.

That stinky beauty and Xu Peng also overlapped at work, and indeed they can be regarded as the favorite of creation in all aspects.

But Yunji dared to think that such a son of music who obviously looked down on all human beings was indeed crazy.

Xu Peng's father was still regretful at this time, "Tsk, Yunji shouldn't be!"

"Hey, I also said that this place is full of bad luck. It turns out that someone was kicked out and came here. Liu Qiang, do you feel it?" Xu Peng and another "Yunji" who had been poisoned by the word "Yunji" for a long time Victim," he said with a smile.

Liu Qiang smiled weakly, "Brother Peng, how bad is it?"

"Yeah, we're here to relax today, and we don't talk about those bad things." Xu Peng turned to pointing at the stage, "Have you ever heard Cong Lie sing? Compared with others, is this song you sing? No Tell me if there is one tenth of Cong Lie, I bought two ducks, both of which squawk better than you."

The musicians on the stage stood awkwardly on the stage, not knowing where to put their hands and feet.

There were quite a few rich kids coming in and out in the bar, and they couldn't stand the trouble if they got into trouble with anyone a little bit.

"Then go buy it, you know how to pick ducks like this." Fu Qing sneered.

The people in the bar laughed, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

"Did someone talk just now?" Xu Peng put his hands on his ears, "Could it be some unknown musicians who have been studying in a certain country for eight years and have 'nothing'?"

"Listen if you want, go out if you don't want to, don't just make trouble here." Yunji put down the wolfberry tea in his hand and looked at him indifferently.

"Hey! Yunji!" Xu Peng strode over exaggeratedly, grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously.

He said with concern: "Long time no see, long time no see, I thought you were busy falling in love with Teacher Cong! I heard that Cong Lie is preparing a new album, you must be producing it?"

Yunji didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

"Tsk, look at my brain!" Xu Peng patted himself on the forehead, "You're not going to make a product now... the release is pretty good, but the errands are a little bit harder. But young people, there's nothing wrong with being out of society. Right?"

"It's been a long time. I didn't notice that you have such a serious acting personality." Yunji glanced at him indifferently, "Aren't you considering entering the showbiz yourself? You're too talented."

Many people in the bar were holding back their laughter.

Xu Peng seemed to have been pressed the pause button, only his face became redder and redder.

It took a long time to get close to Yunji and lower his voice, "Don't be too pretentious, do you know who owns the studio behind Cong Lie?"

Only then did Yunji raise his head to look at him calmly, "Xu Peng, have you ever played bridge?"

Xu Peng's face showed a bit of bewilderment.

"...Then you've always played mahjong before, right?" Yunji looked at him with a smile, "When you start the game, do you invite your opponent to appreciate the cards in your hand?"

Only then did Xu Peng realize that Yunji was cursing himself for lack of soul, and he raised his voice, "Yunji, you, a bereaved dog, are worthy of being my opponent?"

"Stop yelling, if you don't drink or listen to music, just go home and rub your fingers obediently." Yunji didn't bother to talk to him in vain, and drank the rest of the tea in the cup in one gulp, even chewing the goji berries in it.

When Xu Peng left in a huff, Fu Qing almost laughed under the table, "When will this guy see his comedy characters clearly? It's a shame for human evolution. If it weren't for his father, he would have died a long time ago." gone."

"Well, the atmosphere group is also quite good." Yunji habitually turned the glass on the table.

In fact, he is still a glutton for alcohol, but recently he is still taking traditional Chinese medicine to nourish his energy, so he doesn't dare to drink it.

"But that idiot really holds Cong Lie's studio in his hands? He doesn't know how to play tricks, does he? Cong Lie won't be affected by a mere studio, we are different." Fu Qing calmed down, and was a little worried.

"No. If he really controls the studio, he and Cong Lie share a common interest." Yunji said calmly, "Our current interests are completely consistent with Cong Lie's. What are you worried about?"

Fu Qing's tensed shoulders relaxed slightly, "Cong Lie is also very interesting, he has become his own boss, and even outsourced the studio, I'm too lazy to be creative."

"It's normal for him to focus on music." Yun Ji didn't want to talk too much about Cong Lie, so he made a brief comment.

He looked at the band on the stage who were packing up guys, and was about to get up.

A familiar indifferent voice came from behind.

"It turns out that what you said is to take a good rest before work. It's really hard to come to this kind of place to drink."

Seeing Cong Lie pick up his whiskey glass, which didn't have a drop of tea left, Yunji felt a little headache, "What a coincidence."

Cong Lie's face was hidden in the shadows, but the forehead was slightly sweaty, "Coincident?"

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Cong Puppy: Not a coincidence at all!I searched all night!

感谢在2022-05-2010:53:44~2022-05-2111:06:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Yali, Jun Xuanqing, recommended to sleep with low clouds and temples to solve the clothes, Siheng, Suisui 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Celibate; 9 bottles of Zhixing; 1 bottle of Yunmu, Xuandong Shiba, and Fengzhe;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!