Rebirth: Get the Zhenggong

At the gate of a second college in Beijing, the security guard on duty saw a sporty sports car with four circles hanging from the corner of the street, his eyes widened instantly.

The car slowed down and stopped in front of the horizontal gate, and the windows were slowly lowered.Yuan Chuan turned his head to look at the security guard who was bending over to look in, and asked, "Do I need to register?"

The security guard looked away from the car, saw him startled for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Just look at the ID card, no need to register."

Yuan Chuan was very cooperative, pulled open his jacket and took out his wallet, and took out the ID card inside and handed it out.The security guard was startled again by his handsome and unrestrained actions, took the ID card and looked down.Fuck, in [-], this is a freshman in college!Looking at the address again, I was a big fuck, it turned out to be a military compound!

His eyes swept over the person's face several times, and the security guard complained about the injustice of God in his heart, silently returned the ID card, and pressed the button to open the door.

Yuan Chuan grimaced, took the ID card and put it away again, pressed the window and stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove into the school.But he didn't drive very far, he found a parking space and locked Jiao Tan's eye-catching red sports car, and switched to walking.

There was no one on the road in the school, Yuan Chuan walked slowly and watched.Finally, a boy wearing glasses and holding a book came to meet him. He walked up and said, "Excuse me, how can I get to the auditorium of your school?"

The boy raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose in a daze, then twisted his body and pointed in a direction and said, "Go from here to the end and turn left, then turn right at the fork, and you will be able to see it."

Yuan Chuan nodded, thanked him, and walked in the direction he pointed.The boy watched him leave, shook his head and muttered, "When did our school's art show become so famous? Why did people from other schools also come to see it?"

Yuan Chuan found the place, and when he stood at the door, he heard the sound of music coming from inside, accompanied by bursts of cheers, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch upwards.

At first, I just overheard Zhuo Junyan chatting with a staff member of the "Sinful Love" crew, saying that the night before the audition, their school held a cultural evening, and he was one of the hosts, and sang during it.Unexpectedly, after rebirth, it happened by chance, and he was given a chance to see Zhuo Junyan's demeanor on stage.

No one was guarding the door of the auditorium, so Yuan Chuan walked directly inside.When he walked into the last door, the applause and cheers suddenly became louder, and he was dazzled by the constantly rotating colorful lights inside, and raised his hand to block in front of him.

The flashing lights stopped, the stage lights came on, and four people walked up.

"Respected teachers, leaders, and dear students." One person spoke loudly at the beginning, and finally the four hosts held the microphone together and shouted: "Good evening, everyone!"

When Yuan Chuan, who was standing at the door, heard the familiar voice, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but suffocate his breath.He put down his raised hand, looked at the stage, and stopped moving after seeing the familiar figure.Even though the stage was far away from the door, and the faces of the people on the stage could not be seen clearly under the colorful lights, Yuan Chuan still didn't want to take his eyes off, just staring at the person hidden in his heart that he could never forget.

Zhuo Junyan, wearing a white suit, stood on the stage, his lightly made-up face looked extraordinarily delicate against the light.With a warm smile on his face and slightly curved eyes, he picked up the microphone and said in a clear and pleasant voice: "I am one of the hosts tonight, Zhuo Junyan."

Before he finished speaking, there was applause, whistles, and screams.Some people even circled their hands in the shape of a trumpet and shouted: "Senior, I recommend you, marry me!" There were both men and women, and they were very enthusiastic.

Yuan Chuan, who was watching the people on the stage, twitched his eyelids, looked at the boy who was closest to him, the loudest boy sitting in the fifth row from the bottom, and walked over.It happened that there was an empty seat next to the boy, and it happened to be a seat near the aisle.With a calm face, Yuan Chuan sat down and crossed his legs.

The boy who shouted was blushing with excitement, and kept beating his friend beside him after shouting, saying: "Damn, I'm going to bend." .Heh, when did you have a handsome guy beside you with such a fucking strong aura?

The cool-faced Yuan Chuan successfully made the noisy boys beside him as quiet as a chicken, and his eyes were once again glued to Zhuo Junyan who had finished reporting the opening program and walked off the stage with the other three.

When you look at others, others are looking at you.Yuan Chuan is in such a state.Several girls sitting around him have been paying attention to him, openly or secretly, since he sat down, but it's a pity that his attention is all on Zhuo Junyan.Finally, after the three performances had passed, a girl was encouraged by her friends to move out.

"Hi~" The girl walked to Yuan Chuan's seat, greeted her generously, and smiled sweetly.However, Yuan Chuan, who was patronizing Zhuo Junyan, did not respond at all.The girl bit her lower lip, blushed and stretched out her hand in front of people's eyes, this time she finally succeeded in winning attention.

Yuan Chuan was blocked from seeing, looked up at the girl with obvious eyes beside him, and before anyone could speak, he said first: "I'm sorry, can I explain? I want to go out."

The girl who mustered up the courage to ask for her contact information blushed and turned to the side reluctantly.The person who delivered the flowers on the stage walked off the stage with the performers, and Yuan Chuan stood up and walked out.

The boy who had been quiet for a long time in the seat beside him waited for someone to leave, wiped his forehead, and sighed: "Hey, I don't want any girlfriends in front of me, this guy is so domineering." The girl who hadn't left heard his words, Biting her red lip and glaring at him, she returned to her seat.

"Hello, do you want to buy flowers?"

"Wrap me a bunch of baby's breath and nine red roses."

"Do you need to add a card?"

"Need not."

"OK, just a second."

Yuan Chuan, who was walking on the road with flowers in his arms, attracted the attention of many passers-by. He looked down at the watch in his hand and quickened his pace.In the end, it was still a little late. When he walked into the door of the auditorium again, Zhuo Junyan had already taken the stage.

All the lights were dimmed, leaving only a beam of cool light in the center of the stage.Zhuo Junyan sat on a wooden chair with his guitar in his arms, with a microphone in front of him.The plectrum held between the fingers and the accompaniment are swiped and pulled, fast, slow, light, and heavy.With his eyes closed and a lingering smile on his lips, he sang a lyrical song to the rhythm.One word and one sentence, one pause and one long tone, mobilized the emotions of the people listening in the audience.

Yuan Chuan was almost drunk, the people on the stage were too dazzling, too eye-catching.He has loved Zhuo Junyan for so long, but he didn't know that his singing is so beautiful, and his acting skills are not inferior at all.

At the end of the song, the music gradually faded away.Zhuo Junyan spread his right palm on the strings, opened his closed eyes, and the smile on his face was even brighter.He stood up, bent down holding his acoustic guitar, and said with a smile when he straightened up: "Thank you everyone."

The dimmed lights were turned on again, and applause erupted instantly from the audience, whistles and shouts were even more enthusiastic than when he was hosting the opening ceremony.There were more voices shouting to marry Zhuo Junyan back home than before.

Backstage, the Minister of Arts and Culture saw that the timing was just right.She stroked her loose long hair and tugged at the hem of the short skirt. With a bright smile, she took out the flowers she had prepared earlier, stepped on her high heels and prepared to go on stage, presenting them to Zhuo Junyan, whom she had admired for a long time.When she stepped out and was about to go up the steps, a person suddenly appeared beside her, and walked up directly before her, stopping her in place in a daze.

Yuan Chuan hugged the flowers and stepped onto the stage firmly.As soon as he came out, the audience shouted loudly.Zhuo Junyan was about to leave the stage with his acoustic guitar, when he turned around and in front of him was a bunch of delicately packaged flowers.He looked up and saw that the person who sent the flowers was a boy he didn't know, his eyes blinked, and he was a little puzzled.

Looking at Zhuo Junyan up close, Yuan Chuan's heart beats so fast.His eyes were a little hot, and the corners of his mouth curled up, expressing the desire hidden in his heart for a long time: "Can I hug you?"

Zhuo Junyan's surprised eyes widened slightly.Although he was puzzled, he still nodded with a smile, opened his arms and gave the handsome boy in front of him a hug without hesitation, and said in his ear, "Thank you for the flowers."

Yuan Chuan's ears were numb from the breath he exhaled, and he suppressed the urge to tighten his arms and let go.After Zhuo Junyan held the flower firmly, he turned around and went off the stage without looking back. After a few strides, he went out through a door in the backstage.

The students in the audience have long been excited by the scene of the two embracing just now, and shouted restlessly below.The teachers sitting in the guest seats in front looked at each other, not knowing what to say.Seeing this, the remaining three hosts hurried up and suppressed the restless atmosphere with each other.

Zhuo Junyan looked down at the flowers in his arms, and then looked up, the boy who gave him flowers had disappeared.Another male host stopped him to tease him.He regained his senses, and skillfully covered up the fact that the boy gave him flowers just now, leaving a lot of doubts in his heart.

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After delivering the flowers, Yuan Chuan drove Jiao Tan's sports car back to the military compound with some dissatisfaction, all he could think about was Zhuo Junyan who was singing with his guitar on the stage.

Mr. Yuan was sitting in the living room watching TV and making tea.On weekdays, from one to ten o'clock, the old man must go to bed, and his routine is as if he is still in the army.It's past 10:30 today and I haven't slept yet. It looks like I'm waiting for him.

"Grandpa, why haven't you slept yet?" Yuan Chuan actually knew what his grandfather was going to say.

Yuan Cong patted the sofa beside him vigorously with his protruding big hand, motioning him to sit down.Yuan Chuan put down the car keys and sat there, listening to his grandfather murmuring, "How's your body?"

"It's all healed." He said and did two chest expansion exercises, which proved that he had really recovered.

Yuan Cong snorted, and breathed out through his nose: "Yesterday, I played with that kid Jiao Tan to trick me."

When Yuan Chuan raised his eyebrows, he knew that his grandfather must see it, and said with a smile: "I acted quite well, how did you see it, grandpa?"

Mr. Yuan didn't answer him, but said: "Being an actor is not as easy as you think." In the end, it's right that he still disagrees. It's just that he acquiesced to Yuan Chuan yesterday, so it's hard to say anything else in this meeting.

Yuan Chuan nodded, and said seriously: "It's not easy, so I want to challenge myself to prove myself."

Old Man Yuan sighed and shook his head: "You are as stubborn as me."

The ancient clock placed in the living room rang, and Mr. Yuan couldn't bear the sleepiness and wanted to go back to sleep. Before he left, he told Yuan Chuan: "Go to bed early, don't lose time when you come back from abroad. The body is the revolutionary capital."

"Got it. Good night, grandpa."

Watching the old man go back to the house, Yuan Chuan leaned on the sofa, put his hands on his eyes, and curled up his mouth.How could he sleep, this closing of eyes was Zhuo Junyan's face, scratching his heart was itchy, no matter what he couldn't stop it.