heart [entertainment circle]

When the prelude sounded, Gu Ming instantly recognized the melody.

This is the song he wrote for Zhou Yu two years ago, the song he wanted to sing for Zhou Yu.

Gu Ming stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his heart was beating fast, just watching Zhou Yu playing the guitar, he felt like he was going to explode on the spot.

Zhou Yu dialed down the last note of the prelude, looked up at the building, with a smile in his eyes.

"Ah, Mr. Gu, look at him, I'm going to die—" the female employee who threatened to push Gu Ming out screamed loudly.

Zhou Yu lowered his head again, and then began to sing.

"Waiting in the corner of the sofa for you to come and hug me, the wind is cool and the clouds are thin at night.

The tree outside the window is full of white flowers, you say it's like heavy snow falling. "

Hearing Zhou Yu sing again after two years, Gu Ming laughed the moment he heard it.

Singing skills have not deteriorated at all, Zhou Yu's voice is clean and clear, and it is easy to remind people of some vast and distant things.

The blue sky, the lake, and the woods all look like a pure and bright world.

This is the lyrics...Although it has improved compared to the previous ones, you can tell it was written by Zhou Yu as soon as you hear it.

"Lie on the right side of the bed and wait for you to look back at me, the orange light depicts your back is very silent.

The hour and minute hands of the clock on the wall are staggered, and I haven't said good night tonight. "

Gu Ming can hear this passage, and the recording probably happened when he was writing music for Professor Martin's orchestra.

At that time, Zhou Yu always liked to wait for him quietly at the back, often at one or two o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Yu strummed the strings briskly, and the whole band cooperated tacitly. Gu Mingte wondered what time they picked for rehearsal.

After all, every time Ming looked back at his nest, Zhou Yu always looked lazy and soft.

"I want to hold you in my arms and see the whole world with you, just like

Spring flows in the river of falling flowers, summer night wanders in the dream of cicadas singing, autumn and winter grow in the changing wind.

And you are on my mind. "

The chorus appeared, and the whole building that was listening to the song quietly just now became a sensation again.

It's hard for Gu Ming to describe his mood at this moment, especially when Zhou Yu sang "You are on my heart" over and over again along with the melody, and someone in the building actually sang along.

"...the collapsed walls weathered into soil, and everything that was old changed its appearance.

You are still on my mind. "

Zhou Yu strummed the strings for the last time, and raised his arms above his head before the end of the song.

He made a gesture of heart: "I love you, Mr. Gu!"

Gu Ming only felt that the temperature in his whole body was rushing up to his head crazily, and he almost forgot where he was.

Zhou Yu is too desperate, and too desperate.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa than down than down than his''' than then came the overwhelming scream.

"It's too rigid, it's too rigid! This damn is blatantly confessing to the whole world!"

"Look quickly to see if Weibo has been blown up, hahaha, what kind of melon day is it today!"

Against the still boiling voices, Gu Ming walked quickly to the elevator room, and finally couldn't wait, turned around and ran down the stairs.

The cell phone in his pocket has been ringing non-stop since just now, it was Gu Wu looking for him, but he completely ignored it.

When he got out of the stairs, he directly cut off the phone.

Gu Wang sat in his office with a gloomy face, Zhao Xiaoyun tried her best to hide the smile on her face, and closed the window.

"Have a drink, you're almost looking like Duke Bao." Zhao Xiaoyun poured him a glass of water.

"Don't drink! I think he just wants to piss me off!" Gu Wei yelled loudly, "I shouldn't have paid for the treatment of that yellow croaker in the first place! I ran downstairs to my company to sing? What did the news say? What did the newspaper say? "

"He's called Zhou Yu..." Zhao Xiaoyun was sweating, "If it wasn't for him, would our son come back to the company?"

"That's two different things!" Gu Wu threw the teacup on the table, then coughed loudly, "Should I thank him for co-authoring?"

"Hey, you are really, what are you doing with such a temper?" Zhao Xiaoyun followed him, "You are almost 60 years old, and your son wants to play music and you don't let him play, and now you don't agree to fall in love."

"Is he in a normal relationship! What do two men look like together!" Gu Wu roared.

"Why is it abnormal? If you are in the minority, it must be abnormal. Why has no one complained about how rich you are?" Zhao Xiaoyun said loudly.

"Zhao Xiaoyun!" Gu Wei patted the table and stood up.

There was a loud noise from the wooden table, and Zhao Xiaoyun trembled reflexively in fright.

"Slap, it's your own hand that hurts." Zhao Xiaoyun said.

Gu Wu was stunned for a moment, and put his hand down.

Those hands looked old, the skin was dry and wrinkled, and he didn't know when spots appeared on the back of his hands.

Is it really old?

"You originally wanted to leave this company to Gu Ming. In a few years, you won't be able to force him when you get older." Zhao Xiaoyun walked over slowly, "If he really believes in that Zhou Yu in his life, can you what to do?"

Gu Wu looked at his hands and refused to speak.

For a moment, Zhao Xiaoyun felt that this man, who had been irritable and unreasonable for many years, was really starting to grow old.

Old as a child.

"According to my son's temperament, if you want to find a girl for him to marry, he will never do it." Zhao Xiaoyun sighed, "You don't want to harm the rest of the girl's life for no reason, do you?"

"That's not with the yellow croaker either!" Gu Huai shouted.

"It's Zhou Yu, why can't you even remember their names?" Zhao Xiaoyun said, "If you have a bad temper like you, at least I still have me... When your son reaches your age in the future, do you think he will be alone?"

Gu Wang fell into silence again, closed his eyes and refused to speak for a long time.

Zhao Xiaoyun was secretly delighted, thinking that he had acquiesced, but Gu Wei opened her eyes again and pinched her brow.

"You want to be with Gu Ming, right? From today on, Zhou Yu won't be able to continue singing—" Gu Wei said.

Zhao Xiaoyun's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and after listening to it, her heart sank again, and she patted her chest quietly.

"Ah... It seems that Xingwen has decided to take Zhou Yu away." Zhao Xiaoyun pretended not to care.

"Xingwen?" Gu Wang couldn't believe his ears.

Xingwen has cooperated with them a lot recently, mainly providing advertising design for their new products, finding graphic models, etc.

"Now Xingwen has replaced Xiao Mu as the boss, and is starting to recruit artists." Zhao Xiaoyun gave him a sideways look.

"What is that little white-faced fox messing with!" Gu Wu roared.

Zhao Xiaoyun turned her head away, couldn't help but still smiled.

It went viral on the Internet for many days, and all kinds of websites and forums were full of melons about Zhou Yu and Gu Ming.

"Zhou Yu Comes Back!Eustachian tube disease suspected to be cured"

"Zhou Yu's high-profile confession to Vice President Zhenyong: You are my sweetheart"

"From Assistant to Composer to Overlord, 818 Zhou Yu Guming's Love Journey"

……

There are all kinds of comments on the Internet, some are spraying melons, and some are screaming excited groundhogs.

"What I said! Three years ago, I took them CP three years ago! Why don't you believe me! Guzhou is love! Think of me -love ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !!!"

"Singer x President, Sao Zhou and his cold-blooded financial backer, isn't that the case?"

"Why did Mr. Gu work as an assistant before? Who? Is it my indifferent and fierce boss? Is there any stubborn boy in the list who refuses to inherit the family business and goes out to work hard? Let's get to know each other—"

"The village is connected to the Internet. "Heart" is written by Gu Ming and filled in by Qu Zhouyu! Watching the video, every frame is the top dog food QAQ fed by the two of them——how many days have I been talking about how Mouyun does things? Haven't heard the song yet!"

"Zhou Yu is too rigid, I'm really convinced! I can lick the video of him singing "Xin Shang" for tens of thousands of years.

"It can't be Gong, look at the lyrics he wrote, he is sleeping on the sofa and on the bed, just lie down properly and let him talk—"

……

Gu Ming quit the forum silently, thinking that the situation on Weibo might be similar, so he didn't bother to read it again.

After the video got out that day, he quickly re-liked the Weibo post, left a little heart, and confirmed his relationship with Zhou Yu.

Originally, some people speculated that Zhou Yu was chasing him unilaterally, but now he stamped and received the certificate all at once.

Gu Ming sighed, feeling that even after many days, his mood has not completely calmed down.

However, Zhou Yu was very calm, and today it was rare to even sleep until dawn.

Gu Ming glanced at him sideways. This man was comfortably wrapped in a quilt, and he was hardly the same person as Zhou Yu, who was standing downstairs with a guitar on his back that day, with a strong and handsome aura.

Quite a headache.

Through the quilt, Gu Ming stretched out his hand and lightly poked Zhou Yu's protrusion somewhere.

It was probably hurt from playing yesterday, but now Zhou Yu was still frowning.

Just as Gu Ming was about to get up and make breakfast, Zhou Yu reached out and hugged his arm.

"Are you awake?" Gu Ming was startled by the sudden hug.

"Gu Gu..." Zhou Yu yawned lazily, rubbing against Gu Ming habitually, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"It's 07:30." Gu Ming showed him the phone, "Didn't you threaten to wake up at dawn?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Yu stretched on the bed, "It's so comfortable to sleep... What did you say on the Internet today?"

"It's almost the same as yesterday. It's all about how you suffer." Gu Ming stretched out his hand and squeezed his waist, "Let you mess around."

Zhou Yu laughed, wondering if Gu Ming was talking about what happened last night or about him going downstairs to the company to sing.

Gu Ming sighed, fortunately he made preparations in advance and paved the way for Zhou Yu to learn about Xingwen.

"Why Xingwen?" Zhou Yu looked at him, "Shiguang said he wanted to pick me up."

Gu Ming didn't answer, he wouldn't say it was because Boss Mu seemed aloof.

"I'm making breakfast today, what do you want to eat?" Gu Ming was in a good mood at the moment.

"Noodles." Zhou Yu said, "This time, put eggs, soft-boiled eggs."

"Okay," Gu Ming got out of bed, "Then take your time and lie down when you're tired."

"You're so gentle... I can't get used to it." Zhou Yu smiled back and pulled back the quilt.

Gu Ming lowered his head and saw Zhou Yu's half body exposed, so he couldn't help poking him.

"It hurts." Zhou Yu frowned.

This bad habit was infected by Zhou Yu, and it turned out that Gu Ming was better at playing than him.

Gu Ming withdrew his hand, the phone rang at this moment, it was Zhao Xiaoyun calling.

Zhou Yu saw that he was going out to answer the phone, so he lifted the quilt and looked at the place where he was poked twice this morning.

It was so red that he didn't want to wear clothes anymore, and it hurt and numb when he rubbed it.

Gu Ming called and came back frowning, just in time to see Zhou Yu playing with himself.

"What are you doing?" Gu Ming only felt that the picture was too beautiful.

"No," Zhou Yu seemed a little embarrassed, and pulled up the quilt again, "What's wrong? Who called?"

"My mother." Gu Ming still frowned, "My father celebrated his 57th birthday in three days and went to the island."

"What island?" Zhou Yu just asked, and realized that it should be the island of Gu Ming's family, "Then when will you go and come back?"

"Go the day after tomorrow, and return after two days." Gu Ming said, "...you go too."

It wasn't Zhao Xiaoyun who let her go, it was Gu Wu.

The author has something to say: Two weeks: I heard that some people think that the lyrics I wrote are dirty QAQ

He "colluded" with Gu Guxiang, and Boss Mu, who was picked up by Er Zhou, is the subject of the next book. It's fun to show his face here.