Rebirth: The fake young master became a millionaire after becoming a millionaire

The next morning, Xu Chuyi came to the practice room early.

The staff was still setting up the camera, and they were a little surprised to see Xu Chuyi showing up so early.

However, they did their work in silence and did not take the initiative to disturb the young man who was sitting on the piano with his head lowered as if he was thinking hard.

After all three cameras were set up, the staff just turned on one of them to start recording, when the boy on the piano chair started to move.

The young man suddenly raised his head, put the song sheet in front of him, and his slender white hands gracefully landed on the black and white piano keys.

The melodious and beautiful piano sound flowed from the fingertips and penetrated into the ears of every staff member present.

Xu Chuyi just played a short section of the song and then stopped. He lowered his head and continued writing and drawing on the music score, completely ignoring his surroundings.

After the staff reacted, they silently exited the practice room.

Xu Chuyi was the only one left in the empty practice room.

When Lin Zhiming passed by, he saw Xu Chuyi sitting on the piano chair through the crack of the ajar door.

Perhaps just after playing a song, the young man rubbed his wrist.

Lin Zhiming gently poked his head in, looked around quickly, and found that there was no one else in the practice room except Xu Chuyi.

He tilted his head, then straightened up and pushed open the door.

"Good morning on the first day of junior high school!"

A sudden sound came from behind, and Xu Chuyi was so frightened that his body trembled.

He turned back and looked at Lin Zhimin, who was walking over: "Good morning, brother Zhimin."

Lin Zhimin bent his back slightly to look at the music sheet on the piano table that had been modified so that it was difficult to understand, "Are you changing the song?"

Lin Zhiming was wearing a white shirt today, and one button at the collar was not fastened. The movement of bending down affected the clothes, and the collar slid down.

Xu Chuyi was about to respond when he heard the words, but when he turned his head, he saw a hickey on Lin Zhiming's neck.

The collar covered most of it, but the small part of the red mark was particularly obvious.

Lin Zhiming's head was above Xu Chuyi's right shoulder. He couldn't wait for the answer and asked doubtfully: "What's going on?"

Xu Chuyi suddenly thought that there was a camera in the practice room, which could capture all directions without blind spots.

At this moment, Xu Chuyi was blocking it, so the hickey on Lin Zhimin's left neck would not be exposed to the camera.

Xu Chuyi noticed that Lin Zhimin was not wearing a muzzle, and then he covered the muzzle on his chest and whispered in his ear: "Brother Zhimin, your neck is red."

Lin Zhiming was stunned for a few seconds. After he realized what he meant, he buttoned up his shirt with a calm expression, covering the extremely obvious kiss mark tightly.

"Is it okay?" Lin Zhiming asked in a low voice.

Xu Chu nodded, covering his mouth tightly, for fear that their words would be picked up.

"Brother Zhiman, please be careful. This is a recording of a program, and it won't be good if others see it." Xu Chuyi reminded carefully.

Lin Zhimin: "..."

It's all Wei Yunxian's fault!

Last night, this person put his head on his shoulder, kissed and rubbed the ground, and said that if he was gentler, there would be no traces!

Man's mouth deceitful ghost.

When Lin Zhiming got up and looked in the mirror in the morning, he saw several red hickeys.

He was so angry that he kicked the man who was still asleep in the bed out of bed.

He deliberately found a white shirt with a high collar to wear, and buttoned the second to last button until it could cover the traces securely before going out.

But he didn't expect that the fabric of the clothes was so silky, and the collar slid down just by bending his waist slightly.

Fortunately, the person who saw and reminded him was Xu Chuyi. If it were anyone else, I don’t know what they would think...

Lin Zhimin was just about to say thank you when something suddenly flashed through his mind. He chuckled and whispered, "Where is your boyfriend in the first year of junior high school? He didn't come to see you last night?"

show off!

Xu Chuyi snorted: "Brother Zhiman, is it appropriate for us to discuss this topic here?"

Lin Zhiming shook his head and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. From the corner of his eye, he saw someone coming in at the door: "Your teammates are here, I'll leave first!"

"Come on!" Lin Zhimun added this before leaving. With that meaningful smile, Xu Chuyi couldn't tell the difference for a while.

He didn't understand what kind of refueling Lin Zhimin was talking about.

Because in the middle of the night last night, Lin Zhimin forwarded a post to him - "How to counterattack to gain power"

Xu Chuyi was too sleepy last night and didn't click to read it, but he will have plenty of time to think about it carefully in the future.