Years of love

There are twelve round tables in the banquet hall, and drinks, snacks, and cold dishes have been placed on each table. Gu Fan sifts through the tables of famous brands, and sees his name on the empty table on the far right of the stage.

"And yours." Gu Fan said to Meng Xin, "Brother Yan Qi really has a heart."

"You're welcome, brother." Yan Qi leaned back in the seat and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Yin Chen put the guitar next to Gu Fan's bass by the wall, feeling a little hot, he unzipped the down jacket, took it off and put it behind him, and put it back on half a minute later.

"Cold?" Yan Qi glanced at him.

"A little bit." Yin Chen said, "It's okay, go to sleep and leave me alone."

"You wear mine." Yan Qi took off the outer cotton coat and handed it to Yin Chen: "I still have one inside."

Yin Chen took the coat and put it on his body, and immediately felt that his body temperature was just right.

"One, two, three, four... eight lamps, are they all made of crystal?" Gu Fan and Meng Xin leaned their heads together and stared at the chandelier on the ceiling for a long time: "It will look really nice when it lights up. "

"Why don't you two stop counting how many crystal balls are hung on each lamp?" Xie Yi closed his eyes and did not even bother to look at them.

As soon as these words were finished, the originally somewhat gloomy space was filled with light. Gu Fan straightened up and rubbed his eyes. In an instant, the banquet hall was brightly lit, and it became a piece of brilliance.

"It's so gorgeous." Meng Xin quickly took out her phone and recorded a short video.

"Big handsome guy." Tan Yingying called out to Yan Qi's table.

The four boys turned their heads in unison.

"Huh?" Tan Yingying was stunned suddenly, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "My name is Yan Qi."

Yan Qi was wearing a black winged jacket with a gray low-neck sweater underneath. The dark blue tattoos under the delicate line of the collarbone were unobstructed. He walked up to Tan Yingying and took the program list, glanced at it and smiled: "Why?" All solo?"

"A unit is no different than a school. Different ages have different preferences." Tan Yingying sighed: "I originally wanted to have a chorus, but the younger ones wanted to sing "Stubborn" and the older ones wanted to sing "Sailor" In the end, the president thought of a more compromise solution."

"Split into two small choruses?" Yan Qi asked.

"One size fits all, pass directly." Tan Yingying shook her head.

Sure enough, it was Zhou Luo's style, Yan Qi smiled.

"Hey handsome guy, do you have a tattoo?" Tan Yingying leaned over to take a look: "You are so handsome, this... the name of the president with the tattoo?"

"Yeah." Yan Qi continued to look at the program list and nodded casually.

Tan Yingying looked at him thoughtfully.

"Cheng Ye... "Grateful Heart"?" Yan Qi was a little shocked: "It's really a sudden change in painting style."

"I was also taken aback." Tan Yingying came back to her senses and said, "Our publisher's own Jin Yan's show may be a bit more brilliant. It can make the audience turn their eyes from the food on the table to the stage." , that’s just your show.”

When Yan Qi put away the program list, his phone vibrated in his trouser pocket. He took it out of his pocket and took a look. It was Zhou Luo.

"Brother." Yan Qi's expression became gentle.

"Are you there?" Zhou Luo's voice made Yan Qi feel very comfortable.

"Here we are, it's very big here, and the sound effect should be good." Yan Qi said with a smile.

"You stay up there with your friends for a while, and I'll go up after the show starts. I'm not used to the noise," Zhou Luo said.

Yan Qi was stunned for a moment: "Where are you?"

"The lobby on the first floor." Zhou Luo said, "Read a book on the sofa."

"Go some people down to pick up the president!" Tan Yingying yelled beside the phone: "Get the president a bottle of water and let him come up by the elevator!"

Zhou Luo: "..."

"Sorry brother." Yan Qi smiled: "Tan Yingying was by my side just now."

"Hey." Zhou Luo sighed, "See you in a few minutes."

"Yeah." Yan Qi put his index finger under his nose and rubbed it vigorously.

The door of the banquet hall was completely opened, and some employees of the publishing house brought their families to attend the annual meeting, and the whole hall became very lively.

"I'm a little nervous." Gu Fan took a sip of the fresh orange and said, "I'm getting nervous after hearing so many people talking."

"Captain, you have experienced big scenes." Xie pulled up the blindfold on his eyes and stuck it on his forehead: "Can you be a little promising? You are the soul of Thief."

"I love to hear that." Gu Fan picked up a peanut from the plate and handed it to Xie Yi's mouth, saying, "Your reward."

"Thank you son." Xie opened his mouth and ate it happily.

Meng Xin was pouring drinks for everyone, and when she handed the cup to Xie Yi, Xie Yi happily said to her, "Thank you, daughter-in-law."

"Get lost." Gu Fan glared at him.

The lights on the stage came on, and Tan Yingying directed the lighting engineer to try out the lighting effects needed for the performance. She was very satisfied, and turned around to give Yan Qi a thumbs up.

Yan Qi smiled, and suddenly heard a commotion coming from the direction of the door, sat up straight and took a look, only to see that it was Zhou Luo, Cheng Ye and Chen Ze who entered the venue together.

Zhou Luo couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the employees, so he just dealt with it a few words, handed it over to Cheng Ye, and walked to the table on the far right of the stage.

Yan Qi watched Zhou Luo approaching little by little, following his steps, his heart beat faster and faster, when Zhou Luo walked in front of him, Yan Qi was a little afraid to look at him.

"What are you thinking?" Zhou Luo raised his hand and rubbed his hair.

"I'm thinking of you." Yan Qi replied in a low voice.

Zhou Luo smiled and knelt down to look at him: "Do you say this every time?"

"Yes." Yan Qi said, "Tired of listening?"

"How could it be?" Zhou Luo scratched the bridge of his nose with his index finger.

Yan Qi pulled the chair next to him over: "Where are you going to sit?"

"I'm not sitting here." Zhou Luo looked at him.

"You..." Yan Qi couldn't help laughing: "Sit here? You won't be speaking on stage for a while? You don't accept toasts from the staff? The location here is too far away, and you can't even watch the show clearly."

"No conflict." Zhou Luo took off his suit jacket and put it on the backrest and said, "I'll switch to Cheng Ye's table when you perform."

Yan Qi wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to laugh too obviously, Xie Yi glanced away from the corner of his eye, and laughed even more than him.

"Looking for death." Yan Qi silently made a mouth shape.

Xie Yi clenched his fists at him.

"By the way." Yan Qi sat up straight suddenly, woke up Yin Chen who was about to fall asleep next to him, pulled his mask to his chin, and said to Zhou Luo a little excitedly: "Brother, do you still remember him? "

Zhou Luo looked at Yan Qi in a daze, then at the strange boy, frowned and shook his head.

"Hi." Yin Chen bent his eyes and smiled: "Handsome Daben."

Zhou Luo was stunned for a moment, then surprised, "Little fat man?"

"It's the little skinny guy now." Yin Chen narrowed his eyes and said.

"You..." Zhou Luo looked him up and down: "Why did you become so thin?"

"The weight loss is too much." Yin Chen waved his hand: "Don't take diet pills indiscriminately."

"Open your eyes and talk nonsense." Yan Qi slapped Yin Chen on the shoulder with his backhand.

Cheng Ye poured Chen Ze a cup of hot water: "Pay attention to what you can eat and what you can't eat, and then drink and go home to serve you."

Chen Ze took a sip of water and said with a smile, "I don't know who is serving whom."

Cheng Ye stared at him: "I find that you've been a little crazy recently."

Chen Ze didn't take it seriously: "My baby is enjoying it."

Bai Yanming, who had just sat down at the table, was taking off his scarf, and when he heard this, he got up and wanted to change the table.

"Sit down." Cheng Ye pointed at him, "It's all grown-ups hiding."

Bai Yanming smiled handsomely.

"I'm really curious. You are so good-looking. You can rely on your face to make a living. What kind of language teacher, what kind of editor are you?" Cheng Ye propped his chin with his hand and stared at him.

"Baby." Chen Ze said with a "tsk": "Pay attention to what you can say and what you can't say, and then look at people and go back to the family to serve you."

Co-authoring is learning and selling now, Cheng Ye broke his temper for a second and laughed.

Bai Yanming looked over to the stage. He had visited the stage before, and felt that such a gorgeous and extravagant layout was a bit wasteful just for a personal concert, and there was no need to spend so much trouble for a meal. On the way, I heard a colleague in the same car say that the band of the president’s younger brother is going to perform, and then suddenly realized.

Bai Yanming's gaze moved to the right, and he saw the president. He was talking to Yan Qi and another boy. The boy was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly. Bai Yanming squinted his eyes and looked carefully. The boy suddenly stood up and blocked his sight.

"Let's go, let's go." Gu Fan picked up a handful of peanuts and stuffed two more into his mouth: "Go to the backstage and check the scores again."

"There is no backstage." Xie Yi pushed the drink to the side in order to ensure that he was in the mood as soon as he uttered a sound, and drank one cup after another from the thermos: "We will go up the side steps in a while, the one chosen by the president for us. This position is equivalent to the backstage.”

Zhou Luo thanked him with a smile: "Just follow Yan Qi and call me brother."

"Don't dare." Xie Yi hurriedly shook his head: "I'm afraid that Yan Qi will hit me, but I can't beat him."

Zhou Luo thinks that Yan Qi's friends are more interesting than each other.

"Hey hey." Gu Fan patted Xie Yi on the shoulder and shouted at everyone: "It's started, it's started."

When Zhou Luo turned around, the eight crystal lamps in the banquet hall went dark, and the warm lights on the stage lit up.

Every year the host of the annual meeting is Tan Yingying, she always has to go up and down the stage non-stop, so she also took a seat at Yan Qi's table.

Meng Xin hugged Tan Yingying's down vest a little nervously. Tan Yingying asked her to help hold it before she came on stage. A complex emotion of envy, inferiority complex and faint yearning, and Tan Yingying happened to be Meng Xin's favorite type.

Tan Yingying walked off the stage first, feeling good, stood next to her seat and straightened her clothes, and when she lowered her head, she met Meng Xin's gaze, Meng Xin quickly lowered her head, Tan Yingying smiled: "little sister, sister very beautiful?"

Zhou Luo glanced at her: "This year's bonus..."

"Little sister." Tan Yingying smiled politely and said, "My sister thinks you are prettier than my sister."

"What about coaxing a three-year-old?" Xie Yi drank his saliva and said, "It's up to us whether it's pretty or not."

"Where are the security guards?" Tan Yingying glared at him, "Why haven't the idlers been invited out yet?"

"This is the lead singer of my band." Yin Chen said it seriously again, never tired of it.

Tan Yingying stretched out her hand and nodded at everyone: "My child now."

Meng Xin laughed.

Tan Yingying looked at the shy and cute girl in front of her, and suddenly thought of herself in high school, so she took off the pearl hairpin on her head, put it on her long hair and smiled and said to her, "Give it to my beautiful sister."

After speaking, she stepped onto the stage with a little pride.

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