After the film king became a fan of me, I became popular

When people who are not familiar with normal situations start chatting, they always start the topic from what they have seen.

For example, Cheney's sentence, if replaced by another person, might say: "I think Cen Xi treats you very well." Instead of trying to explore Yu Wan's inner thoughts.

Although Yu Wan felt baffled, Cheney is Cen Xi's manager, so he shouldn't have any malicious intentions, so he thought for a while and replied: "Senior takes good care of me, I am very grateful to him."

Cheney stared at Yu Wan's face for a few seconds, then looked away, and continued, "He doesn't usually look like this."

"Well," Yu Wan lowered his head and tugged at his light gray coat, "I don't know why the senior... treats me so well, maybe it's because I'm too ignorant and wants to help?"

Cheney tapped his knees casually with fingers casually, implying something: "Well... Yu Wan, you also know that Brother Xi has only been in the circle for a few years."

"..." Yu Wan knew that he knew it, but he didn't understand the meaning of Cheney's words: "Yes... the senior is very good."

"His career has just started." Cheney tried to slow down his tone. "At this time, we may try to avoid some troubles... such as interpersonal relationships. Unusual behavior may become his weakness, and he may be attacked by those who want to ...Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Yu Wan didn't speak for a long time, his slightly bowed profile seemed a little pale under the stage lights, Cheney sighed secretly.

Maybe it's an overstatement, Cheney thought about it for a while, at first he thought that Yu Wan was a fool on the outside, but in fact he was scheming, deliberately getting close to Cen Xi, holding on to this hot thigh and not letting go.

But after chatting for a few words, the perceptive Cheney realized that Yu Wan might not know about Cen Xi's feelings for him, so he didn't reveal the truth, and only talked about the close relationship between the two of them.

If Yu Wan can understand, it's best to automatically and consciously keep a little distance from Cen Xi, if not...

Before Cheney finished thinking, Yu Wan who was beside him said, "I'll pay attention."

Cheney breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish his breath, Yu Wan continued: "But the senior must have already considered this level, if you don't understand why he still wants to do this, why don't you just ask him?" What about him?"

Cheney: "..."

Yu Wan glanced at Cheney's expression, and said, "Have you already asked?"

"Because of the senior's insistence, you can only attack me," Yu Wan said while playing with his mobile phone, his tone was casual. At that moment, Cheney suddenly felt that the boy who was always innocent and cute in front of him suddenly became indifferent, "But I And how do you know his reason?"

"I never intentionally got close to the senior, don't worry," Yu Wan breathed a sigh of relief, "If you have any ideas, just communicate with the senior directly. You are his manager, not mine."

"..." Cheney froze for a moment, then frowned, "I'm doing this for your own good."

Yu Wan shook his head: "No, you are doing what you think is good for 'us'. Indirect hints and provocations will only make the relationship between the two worse, and the result is nothing but embarrassment for both parties."

After a pause, he added: "It's not very nice to speak, sorry."

Cheney opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Yu Wan's eyes were attracted by the stage, his eyes lit up, and he had the usual sunny and cute look, which made Cheney suspect that the indifference he saw before was an illusion.

Yu Wan said: "The senior has come out."

A light violin sound came out, and as the pitch gradually rose, the dark stage gradually lit up.

Yu Wan saw a vague figure with a straight figure standing on the slowly rising round platform in the middle of the stage.

The light cleverly avoided the place where the man was standing, as if he was about to say something, and only cast a faint shadow around, but it aroused people's curiosity even more.

The audience stretched their necks, trying to see who the blurry figure was.But Yu Wan had an inexplicable feeling that he knew it was Cen Xi.

Only Cen Xi, with just a figure, can stand leisurely, comfortably and casually, attracting everyone's attention.

Subtle and elegant.

After the soothing prelude, the sound of the violin stopped abruptly, and the audience let out a disappointed sigh, full of unfinished thoughts.

Immediately after everyone hadn't reacted, a thick symphony sounded suddenly, like wind and rain, and fell down eloquently, which shocked people's hearts, and they were involuntarily attracted to it, and were brought into it by the thick and passionate music .

Among all the sounds of the instruments, only the sound of the violin is particularly catchy, not because it is high-pitched and abrupt, but because of its extremely skillful playing skills, which naturally lead the voices forward.

Fusion and intersection, but also unique.

The lights on the stage did not meet the eyes that everyone was looking forward to until the sound of the symphony gradually weakened, and after the violin gave a crisp ending, it shone on the independent person in the middle as if mercifully.

Cen Xi put down the violin and bowed towards the audience, his movements were graceful and decent.

There was a rare silence in the auditorium, and then screams burst into the sky.

Yu Wan lost her voice when she heard a girl shouting not far away, as if she couldn't speak anymore: "Ah... ah! Cen, Cen... ahhhhh!"

All living beings pursued him, but Yu Wan looked up at him among all living beings.

After bowing to the symphony orchestra, Cen Xi was about to step off the stage, when suddenly he half turned around and glanced at where Yu Wan was.

Yu Wan was quite sure that he couldn't see him, but somehow his face burned unconsciously as if he had been bewitched.

"How is it?" Cen Xi asked Yu Wan before the exit was over.

"It sounds good..." The two went to the hotel where they were staying together, Yu Wan was stunned, and remembered something: "Ah, I forgot to record the video for the senior!"

Cen Xi raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile diluted the feeling of coldness and alienation on his body: "The program team will release a video, it's okay."

"But why did it come to an end...?" Yu Wan was referring to the fact that Cen Xi almost didn't show up during the whole performance, and basically only gave the audience a silhouette.

Cen Xi straightened his suit jacket and wrote lightly: "Music should be independent."

"It shouldn't be disturbing, it shouldn't be based on the popularity of the performers, and it shouldn't be drowned in the chaotic screams and applause." Seeing that Yu Wan seemed to understand, Cen Xi took the initiative to explain: "It's worth being alone. Appreciated by all."

Yu Wan was stunned for a moment, as if a certain nerve had been awakened suddenly, and he had a sudden sense of enlightenment.

Let the music... be enjoyed alone?

The author has something to say: Because this chapter is too sentimental, I don’t know what to say about the author of sand sculptures... Damn, Yuball is a hard bone that looks like a soft persimmon, old mother Cheney has nothing to do.jpg

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