My pillow is perfect

The villa was haunted by low air pressure for several days in a row, Gan Lin had to believe what the demons said.

In the past few days, Qiao Chuge was just writing songs in his room besides running announcements. The piano sound was intermittent, causing all the monsters to sigh.

It is said that he did not write well.

Tang Yize was too lazy to communicate with Qiao Chuge about work autonomy.If he is willing to engage in public welfare, he will do it, anyway, he has signed a newcomer.

Ark signed to Candy Entertainment.

This is good news. Gan Lin took half a day off to celebrate with Fang Zhou.When he arrived at Qiao Chuge's villa, all the demons dared not even speak.

"What's the matter with you?" Gan Lin didn't dare to make a sound, and asked everyone with his mouth.

Everyone looked at him with tears in his eyes, and Xiao Liu pointed his tentacles upstairs, Qiao Chuge's boss's unhappy voice came from upstairs: "Gan Lin hasn't come yet?"

"Go quickly." The demons pushed Gan Lin upstairs, and gave Gan Lin the tasks they had to explain to Qiao Chuge. Before Gan Lin asked them the specific situation, the gang of demons dispersed immediately.

Gan Lin ran his fingers through his hair, and said fearfully at the door, "Brother Qiao, I'm here."

"Come in!" Qiao Chuge's voice fell, and Gan Lin had already walked around the crystal wall and came to the main hall.

Qiao Chuge didn't look at him, but instead asked, "How did you celebrate? It took you so long?"

"Just a simple meal." Gan Lin replied in a low voice. Qiao Chuge was in a bad mood, and he was more careful than usual. Seeing that Qiao Chuge didn't continue to ask, he quietly stood aside.

Qiao Chuge's slender fingers jumped on the black and white keys, sometimes bringing up a string of notes, and sometimes stopping to record.Gan Linchao liked Qiao Chuge's hands. He watched intently, and then looked at Qiao Chuge's side face. The afternoon sun was softly shining on Qiao Chuge's body, forming a heart-warming picture.It's just that Qiao Chuge couldn't be gentle for a few minutes, so he crumpled the draft paper into a ball and threw it away.

Only then did Gan Lin notice the balls of paper all over the floor.

He picked up a few balls of paper and spread them out gently. They were all Qiao Chuge's waste manuscripts, including lyrics and staves.Seeing that Qiao Chuge was still concentrating on playing the piano, he folded these waste manuscripts as flat as possible and stuffed them into his bag.

He will always leave here, and it is good to keep some thoughts.

"Little thing." Qiao Chuge said suddenly.

"Hey!" Gan Lin got up in a panic, put his hands behind his back, and pretended that he hadn't done anything.

Qiao Chuge didn't look at him, his fingertips were still on the keys, his eyes were downcast and out of focus.

He said, "Listen to this passage."

As soon as the voice fell, he pressed the keys.

The deep and deep voice of the piano became a melody, either melodious, tragic, affectionate, or tactful.Gan Lin listened quietly until the last note ended.

"How is it?" Qiao Chuge turned his head in the aftertaste and looked at Gan Lin.

His dark eyes still reflected fragments of the sun, and Gan Lin was flustered by his focused eyes.

Gan Lin suddenly felt that Qiao Chuge was not scary at all.He is just very serious and responsible for his work.

So he is also responsible to Qiao Chuge.

Based on this principle, Gan Linming knew that Qiao Chuge liked to be praised, so he bravely expressed his true thoughts: "It's a bit, it's too sad."

"Sad?" Qiao Chuge frowned.

Gan Lin shook.

Should it still be praised?

But he still bite the bullet and said: "Well, after all, everyone is miserable enough. If it can be inspiring and positive, it will be better..." But thinking that he doesn't understand music, it's too natural to speak out his thoughts. When he got older, he added embarrassingly: "But I'm talking nonsense, Brother Qiao is still the authority in this regard."

"Heh." Qiao Chuge smiled lightly, and said without any sign of anger, "You have also learned to compliment." Seeing Gan Lin's confused eyes, Qiao Chuge said again: "Your opinion is very good."

Gan Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and smiled.

He guessed right, Qiao Chuge is not a stingy person, nor is he scary.

Next, Gan Lin accompanied Qiao Chuge to find inspiration. He did not delay the work assigned to him by Xiaoliu, and he reported everything to Qiao Chuge.At dinner time, Qiao Chuge was in a good mood and went downstairs to have dinner with all the monsters.

"Wow, how did you do that?"

After dinner, Qiao Chuge went upstairs to work again, while Gan Lin stayed downstairs with everyone.

Xiao Liu was stunned by him.

"I didn't do anything." Gan Lin grinned happily, he really didn't do anything, just made a suggestion.

Those eight bodyguards were eight wolves, powerful in human form, and they seldom spoke viciously. Now they had changed into their original forms, and they also respected Gan Lin, just like eight fluffy Alaskas.

"It would be fine if you were a demon." Lark said regretfully, "No human can stay in our team for a long time."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xiao Liu said, "Gan Lin is one of our own."

The words of the monsters did not make Gan Lin sad, but reminded Gan Lin of the unique little secret between him and Qiao Chuge.He laughed, showing that he didn't care about Lark's words.

At this moment, the phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar landline number, and Gan Lin politely ran to the yard to answer it.

"Hey, is this Brother Gan Lin?" The other party spoke first, but Gan Lin didn't recognize who it was: "Well, I'm Gan Lin, who are you?"

"Brother Ganlin!" The other party's voice was still in the stage of voice change, and he couldn't tell the difference between male and female: "I am Fuwa, Fuwa from Lingshui Village!"

Gan Lin frowned.

He did not forget the name Lingshui Village.

Gan Lin is a coward and has a super good temper.When he was studying Ark to give back to the society, he once participated in a peer-to-peer funding project. The other party was from Lingshui Village. He sponsored three elementary school students in Lingshui Village.

He doesn't have much money either, but the funding activities have not stopped, and he has persisted for a year.Then one day, someone who claimed to be Daqiang said that he was short of tuition and asked Gan Lin for it.

Gan Lin gave it, but opened the door of greed. Daqiang kept asking Gan Lin for money, asking for more and more money.As a result, the other party wrote again, scolding Gan Lin to death.

This incident hit Gan Lin, he was depressed for a long time because of this, and cut off contact.

Unexpectedly, after a year, I received a call from Lingshui Village.

No matter how good-tempered Gan Lin is, he can't help getting angry, but he doesn't get angry, he just asks sullenly, "Well, do you need money again?" If the other party asks him for money again...he doesn't seem to refuse.

"Ah? No, no!" Fuwa hastily denied it, and said cheerfully, "Brother Gan Lin hasn't written for so long, we miss you very much."

The phone was snatched, and a voice broke into the receiver: "Brother Gan Lin, I am Ermao. The village finally installed a phone. We have no other intentions, but miss you."

Fuwa rushed to say: "Yeah, we all miss you. I wrote you a lot of letters and you didn't reply, and I was worried about what happened to you. Then we can rest assured knowing that you are fine."

Ermao muttered beside him: "That guy Daqiang hasn't come yet, really."

"Don't come, don't come, what, we don't have time." Fuwa pulled Er Mao over, and the two huddled together to listen to the phone, Er Mao said: "Brother Gan Lin, we owe you a thank you, I finally heard your voice ,very nice."

"Yes, yes, yes." Fuwa: "Brother Gan Lin, thank you! Gan..."

The phone hung up with a beep, and Fuwa's next words failed to reach Gan Lin, and Gan Lin didn't have time to say a word.He opened his mouth to the busy tone, but didn't say anything, but his eyes gradually turned red.

It turned out that there were still people who remembered his kindness and told him that his kindness was not in vain.

worth it.