heart [entertainment circle]

Zhou Yu went through what he said, but he sang a few words in the second stanza and took off his earphones.

"What are you doing? Were you stable just now?" Chen Gengnan took off the earphones and looked back, "Where did you go composing?"

"How would I know," Zhou Yu opened the wooden door and walked out, looking outside, "Let's record the rest another day, you can get off work."

"Aren't you crazy, don't you need money to rent a shed?" Chen Gengnan was disgusted.

Zhou Yu didn't speak, touched the phone and left the tuning room.

As a result, after walking a few steps along the corridor, he saw Gu Ming.

Gu Ming leaned against the window at the end of the corridor by himself, standing facing the window.

Zhou Yu suddenly felt very nervous. He felt that he sang well just now, but he didn't expect Gu Ming to leave midway.

Being able to sing a song written by Gu Ming once was something he had been looking forward to for seven whole years.

The moment he got the sample, he even felt that his whole life seemed complete.

Gu Ming usually looks cold and has a poisonous mouth, but the songs he writes have a particularly gentle taste.

During the week when he flew abroad, Zhou Yu listened to Gu Ming's playing and singing demos repeatedly every day, so that he got used to it for a long time, so that what he sang was not all Gu Ming's style and shadow.

"Gu Gu." Zhou Yu called him after a long time.

Gu Ming paused for a while, then turned around, "... Finished the recording?"

"Not yet." Zhou Yu walked towards him, and Gu Ming took the initiative to give him half of the seat.

"Then don't you want to continue recording?" Gu Ming didn't look at him.

"I see you came out..." Zhou Yu said, "Gu Gu, did I fail if I didn't sing?"

"No, you sing...better than expected." Gu Ming looked outside, and there were layers of buildings outside, and a bit of pale white sky could be seen through the gaps, "I just couldn't hold my urine, so I went out to the toilet gone."

Zhou Yu laughed immediately and breathed a sigh of relief, "Hey, why are you still singing about peeing?"

"I drank too much water when I went out." Gu Ming finally turned his head, the window was not big, and Zhou Yu was standing very close to him.

So when he turned his head a little, he could see Zhou Yu's eyes.

In bright places, the color is not black, more like a dark brown like trees.

Gu Ming was just stunned by this matter, and finally realized: "What are you wearing today? You look like a primary school student."

"Aren't you handsome?" Zhou Yu opened his arms when he heard the words. The pink sweater was very loose. He didn't know whether it was because the clothes were too big or Zhou Yu was thin. "Singing the pink songs written by Gu Gu, of course you have to wear pink clothes."

"Stop emphasizing the pink color, this song is just an accident." Gu Ming sighed.

"Is it about the one we read together?" Zhou Yu was suddenly quite happy, "It's the pink sun at the service station."

"Ah," Gu Ming admitted honestly, "It's just an inspiration, it has nothing to do with the lyrics."

"You specifically denied what, and I didn't say anything." Zhou Yu thought it was funny.

"I'll just talk casually, what are you laughing at?" Gu Ming stood up straight and asked, "When will you record the second half? I might not be able to come."

"Why?" Zhou Yu asked.

"I got married when I was young, the one named Fu Yan." Gu Ming said, "I might leave here for a few days."

"He's married?" Zhou Yu was as shocked as Gu Ming was when he first heard about it.

"Well, I didn't see it." Gu Ming raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's normal." Zhou Yu said, "Many people get married at this age, how many days are you going?"

"I don't know, maybe four or five days, not long." Gu Ming said.

"It's quite long." Zhou Yu looked at him, "Where did he get married? Isn't he with your family? Then you go home?"

"No." Gu Ming frowned, "Why do you have so many questions?"

"I can't bear you." Zhou Yu smiled, "If you go back and find yourself homesick, you won't come back."

"Nervous." Gu Ming ignored him and walked slowly towards the other end of the corridor.

He hasn't been back for four years, and he doesn't know if it's still home.

Fu Yan's wedding was set on April [-]th, so it goes without saying that it must be an auspicious day.

People in this generation don't really believe in this, but those in the previous generation still like to look through the almanac, and it is easier to believe in fate when they get older.

Gu Ming regretted buying the No.15 early-morning ticket. He lived not close to the airport, so he had to go downstairs to take a taxi before dawn.

Now, although he receives a full salary, he is not particularly rich. The air ticket is cheaper in the morning, so he will book it in the morning.

He yawned so much that he couldn't see the boarding pass clearly, so he plugged in his earphones when he got on the plane, guessing that Fu Yan must still be in a dream.

This trip is a little southerly, and the two hours are neither too long nor too short, so it's not suitable for anything.

Quite dazed, maybe he hasn't been back for a long time, he has always had the illusion that he is very far away from this city.

Nothing was done, and the plane landed.

Gu Ming didn't bring anything, so he just carried a bag and walked among the overcrowded crowd at the airport.

"Brother Ming!" Fu Yan's voice was heard from afar.

I was really touched, it was only ten o'clock, and Fu Yan got up to pick him up.

Gu Ming walked forward, seeing Fu Yan's head clearly at a glance, he was happy.

"Oh, fuck it." Gu Ming couldn't help laughing, "Which master's craftsmanship is this, it was cut for five yuan at the entrance of the village."

"Don't mention it, this is my mother's aesthetics." Fu Yan patted his head, and now he was wearing a short chest like a prisoner, "You are a fucking good brother, you will see it as soon as you come up."

"Otherwise, can you see the face?" Gu Ming looked calm.

"I'll go." Fu Yan cursed, "Let's go, I'll drive you to the ophthalmology department now."

Gu Ming smiled and followed him out. Fu Yan drove a very low-key car today, and he could tie the knot with his short-cut.

"Where's sister-in-law?" Gu Ming got into the car and asked.

"Sleep." Fu Yan said, "She said that she has to socialize tomorrow, so let's catch up on sleep today."

"Oh." Gu Ming responded.

"Take you...to the hotel first." Fu Yan drove the car out, "You really don't think about going home?"

"No." Gu Ming took off the bag and leaned on the back of the chair.

"Your mother should miss you a lot." Fu Yan sighed, "You are arguing with your father, and there are no people between your mother and you."

Gu Ming didn't say a word. It's not that he hasn't met Zhao Xiaoyun in the years since he left home. Zhao Xiaoyun really misses her son, but she just persuaded him to "admit his mistake to Dad".

However, the problem cannot be solved simply by admitting a mistake.

"Tonight, how about we go around and have a drink." Fu Yan said.

"Just the two of us?" Gu Ming asked.

"Well, let's commemorate my last single night." Fu Yan laughed out loud, with a rather mean expression on his face, "Oh, Mr. Gu, Xiao Fu will lose you forever after all."

"Get lost." If Fu Yan hadn't been driving, Gu Ming would have put his hand on his head, "I think you're smiling like a fool."

Fu Yan personally swiped the card and took Gu Ming into the most luxurious hotel he had stayed in in the past two years.

When it was over, he went to find his fiancée to sleep, and Gu Ming made up for sleep. He didn't recognize the hotel bed, and it took him a lot of effort to fall asleep.

When I woke up, I saw that Zhou Yu had sent me a WeChat message, asking if he had arrived.

Gu Mingwo replied on the bed: Arrived early, just caught up on sleep.

Zhou Yu replied in seconds: I was waiting for the performance, squatting backstage to blow the cold wind.

It is accompanied by an emoticon package of "I really don't have a drop".

Gu Ming really felt that Zhou Yu was flirting, so he saved a picture and didn't reply to him.

I really want to continue the chat, but I feel that it is strange to continue the chat, because there is nothing to talk about.

I don't have anything to talk about, but I want to talk again, isn't it strange?

The phone screen slowly dimmed by itself.

Gu Ming closed his eyes, squinted for another half an hour, and Fu Yan called him to wake him up.

"Still sleeping? It's getting dark." Fu Yan's side was quite noisy.

Gu Ming sat up. He closed the curtains when he was sleeping, but he couldn't tell if it was dark or not.

"Where are you?" Gu Ming opened his mouth hoarsely, and coughed twice, "Where are you going tonight?"

"Eat first, then play billiards, sing and drink, what time can we arrive?" Fu Yan said.

"Okay," Gu Ming yawned, got up from the bed and fumbled for his clothes and pants to put on, "Don't die suddenly the day before you get married."

"That's God's death." Fu Yan didn't care, "Come down in 15 minutes, I'll drive over."

The author has something to say: too sleepy, wake up tomorrow and continue writing.

Gu Gu fell asleep right away wearing a pair of underpants.

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