lips and teeth play

In the early morning of weekdays, there were not too many people in the hospital, Yan Chao followed Zhou Chenyu, walking in the quiet corridor filled with pure white everywhere.

Since the master was hospitalized, Zhou Chenyu has become a frequent visitor here, he took Yan Chao with ease and turned through several forks, and finally came to the neurosurgery area.

The nurse at the front desk probably knew him well for a long time, so she wasn't too surprised to see the two of them now. After leading them into the ward, she nodded at them, then turned around and closed the door.

In the ward, the old class leader Zhou Yinchun was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. Although he was in a coma, his face was not as depressed as Yan Chao imagined. He was still full of energy as usual, but quietly, as if he was asleep. average.

Yan Chao put a bunch of sunflowers on the window sill, Zhou Chenyu moved a stool and sat beside the hospital bed, the person on the bed laughed and said, "I haven't seen you for a while, do you miss me?"

Naturally no one answered.

According to the doctor, despite being in a vegetative state, the old man has not lost all consciousness, and may still be able to receive information from the outside world, so talking to him more will help stimulate the awakening of consciousness.

Yan Chao glanced at Zhou Chenyu, sat next to him with a somewhat complicated mood, and then heard him continue: "I will come to see you with Teacher Xiaoyan today, the new program that I told you about will be coming soon. The filming has started, and more people will know about our Liaofengxuan by then. I will hold a special show in the future, and I will open a 1-person show. I will rent a bird's nest at one go, and I will fill it up. You must You have to give me a face."

Zhou Chenyu looked at the old man on the bed, and said with a smile: "Guan Chenfeng and Jiang Chenchi's special session was a success. You used to look down on me, a post-90s generation. See, I'm a post-00s generation. Now I'm a post-[-]s generation. Many of them are young people, even the little ones can hum a few lines of Taiping lyrics. Who said that young people can’t listen to cross talk? The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, can you tell me if this is the case.”

"The two children have grown up in a blink of an eye, and they are about to go to the Dongyuaner town next door. I interviewed a group of students who just graduated from the drama school two days ago, and they all wanted to come to Xiayuaner to talk about cross talk. I am handsome and smooth. You say I am a vase all the time, but you are really wronging me. It is obvious that the children who talk about cross talk now are not bad. Smile, ten years old, maybe people in this line of work can be beautiful. "

"Spring grows and summer grows. Our summer garden is really like a garden, cultivating future flowers in the folk art world. I am that hardworking gardener, do I have the style you used to have?"

Yan Chao couldn't help but sneered and said, "Alas."

Zhou Chenyu turned his head and glanced at him, as if he remembered something, and said, "By the way, why did you forget the most important thing. Teacher Xiaoyan set up a flower garden for us, and the day is almost here. The venue, choreography, and lighting are all top-notch, and the line-up is the same as those of those popular stars' concerts, isn't it amazing? There are tens of thousands of tickets, and they are all sold out as soon as they go on sale."

As he said that, Zhou Chenyu lowered his eyes, and involuntarily his eyes flooded with water: "I've been listening to you talking about this since I was a child, does it fulfill your thoughts today?"

"I'm singing "Xi Shi" this time, and I haven't dressed up in more than ten years." He blinked hard, and then showed a faint smile, "You must ask me, yo, Why did you suddenly figure it out? Didn’t you still run away from home? Didn’t you still make a fuss?”

"Let me tell you, when you taught me to sing for the first time, you told me the phrase 'the girl on the stage is charming, the man off the stage', in fact, I have always remembered this sentence in my heart, and I haven't forgotten it until now. ..."

Zhou Chenyu's voice choked, and then he stretched out his hand to hold the master's hand tightly: "So don't sleep, wake up quickly, I'm still waiting for you to come and listen to my play..."

Seeing his tears welling up again uncontrollably, Yan Chao hurriedly got up and took a pack of papers, took out one, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes for him, when he suddenly froze.

Yan Chao's heart skipped a beat, and he asked him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Chenyu lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the hand he was holding Master, and murmured: "Master, Master seems to be grabbing my hand?"

Yan Chao used to think that plots like "vegetative being awakened" only existed in TV dramas, so after learning the news that Zhou Yinchun's old cast leader was unconscious, he subconsciously felt that there was no room for change.

It's just that he was afraid that Zhou Chenyu would be sad, so he never mentioned this in front of him, but he knew that Zhou Chenyu probably knew it in his heart.

But none of them expected that under Zhou Chenyu's unremitting efforts, the old class leader miraculously regained a little bit of consciousness.

Although they were only able to respond a little to external stimuli, this had already given everyone great hope.

What Yan Chao didn't expect was that the old man really waited for his attendance at the flower field not long after.

At that time, two hours before the official opening, Yan Chao was standing in the center of the huge venue, discussing the recording of the program with a group of on-site directors, when he saw a large group of Zhou family members, pushing wheelchairs, from the VIP channel walked in.

The old class leader still couldn't move his whole body, and couldn't speak. He could barely open his eyes a little, and sat in a wheelchair, as if he had fallen asleep.

Yan Chao couldn't help looking at Zhou Maoqin in surprise, and before he could speak, the other party smiled embarrassedly: "Mr. Xiaoyan, I'm sorry I didn't have time to say hello to you in advance. We were chatting in the ward yesterday and found that The old man's reaction to our flower farm was quite big, we discussed it with the doctor, and finally decided to push him, after all, this is also the vision of the old man for the rest of his life... I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."

Yan Chao quickly waved his hand and said, "How can this be troublesome? There are just a few mobile seats left in the first row. I'll ask my assistant to arrange them for you."

Zhou Maoqin nodded, and then said sincerely: "Mr. Xiaoyan, thank you very much."

His sincere tone made Yan Chao feel even more embarrassed, shaking his head and saying, "It's all as it should be."

Yan Chao watched the on-site team dismantle the motorized seats in the first row, and directly pushed the old man's wheelchair in. After everything was arranged properly, he went to the backstage with confidence and went straight to Zhou Chenyu's dressing room.

The makeup artist happened to be away, and the performance was about to start, and Zhou Chenyu's outfit was almost ready.What he is going to sing today is "Xiangxi Gallery" from "Xi Shi" - that is the part where he sang with the master when he sealed the box.

He is not wearing the outer cloak at the moment, but only wearing a red and white ancient costume, which outlines a graceful waistline. The film has been pasted on his head, and he is wearing a hood. The color character bun and phoenix crown are so graceful and luxurious.

Willow leaf eyebrows, hanging eyes, cherry mouth, under the decoration of thick rouge and oil paint, the already sharp facial features become more and more beautiful, like a fairy.

Zhou Chenyu looked up at Yan Chao, and said with a sneer, "Can you accept your idiot face?"

It was only then that Yan Chao came to his senses, closed the door of the dressing room, and subconsciously denied it: "I didn't."

Zhou Chenyu snorted, and then pouted again: "Brother Xiaoyan, your appearance always makes me wonder whether you like men or women?"

Knowing that his words were intentional, Yan Chao simply hit the ball straight and said, "I like you."

Sure enough, Zhou Chenyu laughed and leaned over to kiss him, but Yan Chao quickly dodged, leaving him in vain.

Zhou Chenyu pursed her lips: "You really despise me, bah, hang on to the heartless scumbag."

Yan Chao sat down beside him and said with a helpless smile: "You are a Xi Shi now, you can only watch from a distance, not play with it."

The fun of Zhou Chenyu's molesting Yan Chao is that he doesn't play cards according to the other party's will. Now that Yan Chao said so, he became even more resolute. He sat on Yan Chao's lap and wrapped his arms around his neck: " Then aren't you Fucha?"

Yan Chao raised his eyes to look at him: "Are you sent by my opponent to trick me?"

Zhou Chenyu said with a smile: "I was discovered by you, the kind that sucks you to death."

Seeing that his words became more and more outrageous, Yan Chao couldn't bear it and said, "Are you in debt again?"

Zhou Chenyu raised his eyebrows at him aggressively: "What's the matter, what about the costumes that you agreed?"

Yan Chao: "..."

There is still more than an hour left before the performance starts, and Yan Chao still has to arrange the live recording of the program group. Of course, it is impossible to really do anything to him. Zhou Chenyu is naturally sure about this, right now How dare she tease him so recklessly.

Yan Chao pinched his waist angrily, "You're going to die tonight."

Zhou Chenyu is a person who only cares about talking for a while, and doesn't care what happens in the future.Seeing Yan Chao's state now, he felt more and more proud, and he leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

Being attacked so suddenly by him, Yan Chao looked at him helplessly again, only to see that his eyes were full of narrow smiles, but that elegant and dignified makeup still made Yan Chao involuntarily feel a faint sense of guilt.

He turned his head awkwardly, cleared his throat, and said, "Stop making trouble, I'm here to tell you something serious, the old class leader is here."

"Master?" Zhou Chenyu was taken aback for a moment, and his joking tone disappeared instantly, "He is like...how did he come here?"

"The wheelchair came here," Yan Chao sighed, "Your master said that the flower field is also the old man's thoughts, so I still want to bring him to see it."

Zhou Chenyu was silent for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Yan Chao said: "Master is watching you in the audience, sing well."

Zhou Chenyu agreed, lowered his eyes, and happened to see the words "Chief Producer" on the work card hanging on Yan Chao's chest, so he reached out to pick it up, and asked with a smile: "Boss Yan, my master saw you?" , Did you say a lot of words of thanks?"

Yan Chao nodded helplessly: "It's too far-fetched."

Zhou Chenyu continued to laugh: "You haven't seen him at home yet, tell me all day long, let me thank you very much."

Yan Chao casually continued, "How can I thank you?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized something. Sure enough, when Zhou Chenyu heard it, he hugged his neck tightly again, and said in a coquettish voice: "Officer, I have promised you with your body, are you not satisfied?"

...Here it goes again!

Yan Chao pinched Shan Gen distractedly, and was about to scold him when the door of the dressing room was suddenly opened.

He Chenfeng was wearing a simple and elegant gown, holding a three-stringed string, and looked at Zhou Chenyu, who was dressed in Xi Shi, who was sitting on Yan Chao's lap with a look of astonishment.

In the next second, he quickly walked out and closed the door intimately: "What crime did I do, this is..."