Roommate Daily Research Report

Cheng Xinyi smiled: "Go, scare them!"

Before Shu Yang could stop him, he had already walked forward quickly.

Taking advantage of the commotion around, Cheng Xinyi hooked Li Tingzhou's neck, and put his fingers on his temples: "I've caught you, hand over the money."

Li Tingzhou was a kidnapper with his backhand, and the two of them wrestled indistinctly.

Shu Yang walked over, patted Cheng Xinyi, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang Yu questioningly.

Jiang Yu smiled and spread his hands: "What a coincidence, do you want ice cream?"

"Didn't you mean what children eat?" Shu Yang teased, "Eat it when it's cold? Elderly people, be careful with diarrhea."

Jiang Yu: "For a change, pretend to be a boy today."

Li Tingzhou turned to look at Shu Yang, a little uncomfortable: "Brother Shu, are you here to go shopping?"

Shu Yang smiled: "Ah, buy something."

Li Tingzhou: "Then we won't delay you."

Cheng Xinyi repeated meaningfully: "We, you."

Shu Yang raised his hand and grabbed his collar: "Let's go."

Cheng Xinyi and Li Tingzhou compared each other's middle fingers, and Jiang Yu said, "I'll send you something in the afternoon."

"Okay." Shu Yang replied, and walked away.

"These two people, tsk tsk." After walking around the mall for a long time, Cheng Xinyi was still sighing.

Shu Yang patted the back of his head: "Hurry up, help me pick things up."

Cheng Xinyi: "Okay, okay, obey my teacher Shu. Don't be nervous, my aunt will like whatever you give, she doesn't care about it."

"I know, but I can't take it too lightly." Shu Yang said.

Finally, the two turned to the front of a silk scarf shop, and Shu Yang stopped.

Cheng Xinyi: "Are you still deciding to buy a silk scarf?"

Shu Yang didn't respond, his eyes fell on a shawl.

The shawl is for cheongsam, it is rust red, with flowers embroidered with dark gold thread, the flowers are flourishing but not messy, not too gorgeous, but elegant.

After standing at the door for a while, Shu Yang couldn't help but stepped forward to touch it.

The clerk saw him coming up and said with a smile: "The handsome guy has a good eye. Did you buy it for mom? This is the latest model in our store. My mom also has one. She likes it."

Shu Yang smiled, then turned to ask Cheng Xinyi: "How about this one?"

Cheng Xinyi walked over and saw the price of one thousand and two, and said in surprise: "It's too expensive, just a big scarf, I can cut it like this with my curtains."

The clerk was a little embarrassed. He probably had never seen such an upright and honest way of pulling a tag belt and making complaints about it in one go. He smiled and said, "But look at the quality and style..."

"That's it." Shu Yang said, touching the next one of the same series, "Change the color, the beige color is pretty nice."

Clerk: "Okay, wait a minute."

Cheng Xinyi said: "It's too expensive bro, there's no need. My aunt is not a lady, and she doesn't like this style very much."

"I just want to buy this." Shu Yang said, "I think your aunt is very elegant, and she can afford it. Don't lie to me, the one she usually uses must be more expensive than this."

Cheng Xinyi paused: "Okay, then this."

Shu Yang nodded: "I'll come, you are not allowed to move."

"You come, you come." Cheng Xinyi responded.

After paying the bill and going out, walking to the corner of the first floor, Cheng Xinyi suddenly pointed to the bookstore next to her: "You go shopping first, I'm going to the bathroom."

Shu Yang: "I'll go with you."

Cheng Xinyi: "Brother, are you a middle school girl? Do you still need to go to the toilet together?" He leaned closer to his ear and lowered his voice: "Or do you want to do something in the toilet?"

Shu Yang choked for a moment: "You go."

Cheng Xinyi handed him the bag in his hand, smiled and walked towards the bathroom.

When he walked to a pillar, he turned around and saw Shu Yang entering the bookstore.

Next to it is the safe passage door, Cheng Xinyi quickly turned his head and walked in, took big strides up the stairs, and returned to the store just now.

The clerk was very impressed with him. Seeing people coming and going, he was surprised and said, "Huh? Handsome guy, is there something wrong with the shawl?"

"No problem." Cheng Xinyi responded quickly, "Can you help me send something?"

The clerk nodded: "Yes, please give me the shawl."

"It's not the one to send, but the one we bought just now," Cheng Xin pointed, "I want the same one, the rust red one."

After shopping and returning home, Jiang Yu came in the evening. In addition to the tea that Shu Yang asked for, he also prepared some food, which he said was for Shu Yang.

Shu Yang wanted to pay, but he only took the part that was entrusted to buy.

The three of them were sitting in the living room, Shu Yang asked, "What's the matter with you and Tingzhou?"

Cheng Xinyi's eyes were fixed on the game console, and his ears were pricked up.

Jiang Yu: "It's nothing, just happened to come over yesterday, and he said there was a performance, so I went to see it. Brother Cheng Cheng knew about it, right?"

Cheng Xinyi: "I don't know, I never blindly watch the audience when I play drums, and I didn't even know you were in the bar yesterday."

Jiang Yu smiled, let's not talk about it anymore.

The rematch of Sakura.com was on Sunday. Although it was a competition, it was a bit of a performance.

The competition starts at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the rehearsal will be in the morning.

This time, Cheng Xinyi was afraid that there would be some accidents, so he asked Shu Yang to follow him when he went out in the morning.

The venue was borrowed from the Provincial Conservatory of Music. The two arrived at nine o'clock. As soon as they entered through the small door of the auditorium, a man in a floral shirt looked over.

Shu Yang turned to Cheng Xinyi and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Cheng Xinyi pouted.

Shu Yang knew his reaction immediately, and couldn't help but take a closer look at the man.

The man was about in his early thirties, with a clean face, but nothing could be seen from his appearance, and he could even have something to do with the word "demeanor".

Someone on the stage called the contestants to gather at the side of the stage with a microphone. Before leaving, Cheng Xinyi asked, "If someone asks who you are mine, what would you say?"

Shu Yang thought for a moment: "Boyfriend."

Cheng Xinyi hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

Before coming here, Shu Yang looked at the announcement on the Internet. The preliminary stage of this competition received hundreds of original music works, and [-] creators entered the semi-finals.

Today's rematch is also very simple. The audience votes to select ten people to participate in the final.

So the rehearsal is actually very simple, mainly for the host, and the contestants just go through the session and get acquainted with the stage.

Shu Yang stood at the end of the auditorium, watching the host speak.

The man in the floral shirt came over.

He stood beside Shu Yang for a while, seeing that Shu Yang didn't mean to say hello, he spoke first: "Hello, my name is Zheng Sheng."

Shu Yang nodded politely: "Hello."

Zheng Sheng took out a cigarette and handed it over, and Shu Yang responded, "Thank you, I don't smoke."

"Who are you?" Zheng Sheng asked.

Shu Yang turned his head and looked at him squarely: "Boyfriend."

Zheng Sheng laughed: "I knew it."

Shu Yang didn't speak.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Sheng said: "I like him very much. The first time I saw him in the bar, I thought he would definitely shine."

Shu Yang: "Thank you for the compliment."

Zheng Sheng: "I really like you too."

Shu Yang had nothing to say, so he glanced at him.

Zheng Sheng's tone was ambiguous, and the tails of his eyes raised a bit of charm: "I see you are very sensible, do you want to persuade him? Three people are also good."

Shu Yang paused for two seconds, and replied: "Mr. Zheng, you are really...beyond my imagination. We only came to participate in the competition because we have to do things from the beginning to the end, and we really don't want to have a 3/p with you."

Zheng Sheng smiled: "To be successful in this line of work is not only about ability, but also being able to hold your thighs is very important."

Shu Yang said mockingly: "Oh, so. But even if he doesn't go into this business, we can live on, it doesn't matter."

Zheng Sheng shrugged: "Why don't you come here to participate in this competition? I can see things through his eyes, and I can't deceive anyone. I used to work in a media company in Beijing, and I know some managers. Of course, I can rely on myself." , I’ve seen quite a few dives along the way.”

Shu Yang: "Oh."

Zheng Sheng wanted to say something more, but Shu Yang spoke first: "Compared to singing, he enjoys the creative process more, and there is no need to sell his body. Even if he can only perform in bars for the rest of his life, it is not a big deal. Thank you Mr. Zheng for your kindness." , With all due respect, your way of climbing is really unsightly, and I even regret persuading him to continue competing."

"If you are really talented, who wouldn't want to stand in front of the stage?" Zheng Sheng said.

Shu Yang: "You don't look too young. You are no longer the age when the earth revolves around you. You should have experienced a lot of things. Why don't you know that what you think is different from what others think?"

Zheng Sheng paused and smiled to himself.

After a while, Cheng Xinyi came over here.

Shu Yang said: "My child has a bad temper. I advise you to leave quickly. I can't help him when he is angry."

Zheng Sheng sneered and asked, "Will he beat you too?"

"What do you think?" Shu Yang asked back.

Zheng Sheng took a long look at Cheng Xinyi, and even blew him a not-so-obvious kiss, before walking around slowly from the other side.

Cheng Xinyi walked next to Shu Yang, looked at Zheng Sheng's back, and was not angry, but asked, "What are you talking about?"

Shu Yang: "I'm saying that you are very good. This Zheng Sheng is so unreliable, how did the company manage?"

Cheng Xinyi: "Who knows, maybe it's not reliable here, but it's reliable there."

Shu Yang gave him a deep look, but didn't speak.

When going out for lunch, Shu Yang pretended to be casual and asked, "Brother, tell me the truth, do you want to be on stage or just create?"

Cheng Xinyi thought for a while: "It's fun to be on stage, just go to the stage in a bar. The main thing is that I like to write songs, and it's also good to do post production."

Shu Yang nodded.

Cheng Xinyi: "Brother, are you scared?"

"Afraid of what?" Shu Yang asked.

Cheng Xinyi looked at him across the table with a smile in his eyes: "You are afraid that I will be seduced by people in this circle, aren't you? You are also afraid that I will be tempted by fame and fortune."

Shu Yang: "I'm not afraid."

Cheng Xinyi: "You're duplicity."

Shu Yang didn't speak.

Cheng Xinyi: "I said, I will never go this way by myself."

Shu Yang: "What way?"

Cheng Xinyi replied lightly: "The way of life."

Shu Yang pursed his lips and said "hmm".

Cheng Xinyi: "You have to continue to worry about me, because if I'm not careful, I will go astray. You have to keep an eye on me to protect me and catch me at any time."

Shu Yang: "Didn't you say that you should always be strong in my heart?"

Cheng Xinyi: "These are two different things."

Shu Yang: "You fickle child."

Cheng Xinyi raised his chin.

The competition in the afternoon was also very fast, with one song per person and occasional interaction in the middle. It was less than four o'clock in the afternoon, and all the singing was over.

Cheng Xinyi sang the band's old song called "Sureness".

In the preliminary competition, each contestant could vote for one to three works. When Shu Yang voted, he found this song and "New Year", and Cheng Xinyi said that "New Year" should be reserved for the finals.

The audience was invited by issuing tickets at the Provincial University and the Provincial Conservatory of Music, including professionals and passers-by.

Everyone went in and took a card with the information of each player on it, and finally scanned the QR code to vote, and [-] out of [-] were chosen.

Shu Yang followed Cheng Xinyi directly from the backstage. There was no ticket, so he did not have the right to vote.

The final result was almost no suspense for Shu Yang. Cheng Xinyi qualified for the final with the fifth most votes in the audience.

Before the host's list of finalists was announced, Cheng Xinyi's message had already been sent: "Let's go to Auntie's house."

Shu Yang: "It's not over yet, isn't it impolite to leave now?"

Cheng Xinyi: "Are you afraid of meeting your parents?"

Shu Yang didn't answer him anymore, got up and left the auditorium through the back door.

He carried a schoolbag on his back, containing the presents he was going to bring, because he was not wearing a formal suit, he looked like a student who was out for a walk.

As soon as you leave the auditorium, you can see Cheng Xinyi, and the glass wall reflects the last ray of sunshine in autumn.

Cheng Xinyi came up to meet him, narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Let's go."

Cheng Min's house is in the South Second Ring Road. It looks like an ordinary community, and it's a bit old, but it's actually a land where every inch of land is expensive.

After entering the community, Shu Yang changed the things into his hands and carried them.

Cheng Xinyi called Cheng Min in advance, and the two of them arrived at the door, knocked on the door and opened it.

"Come on!" Cheng Min smiled and let the two of them enter the room.

Shu Yang smiled: "Hello, Auntie!"

Cheng Xinyi rushed forward and hugged Cheng Min: "Auntie! I miss you so much!"

After changing their shoes and going in, the two saw Shang Feng sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Shu Yang looked back at Cheng Xinyi, saw him blinking at him, calmed down, and put the things in his hand on the coffee table: "Mr. Shang, I'm here to disturb you and auntie."

Then turned around and handed another box to Cheng Min: "Auntie, I hope you like it."

Cheng Min hurriedly responded: "Come as soon as you come, why did you bring a gift!"

Shang Feng slightly lowered his head, glanced at Shu Yang from the frame of the presbyopic glasses, and said in a cold voice, "Shu Yang, when did you learn how to give gifts?"