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"Now is not the recording time." He Lin's explanation was very reasonable.

Yu Zhuo pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "So it's a legal violation now?"

"Yes."

Yu Zhuo let out a long "Oh" and raised his eyebrows, "I believe you?"

He Lin simply didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly reached for the wine bottle he had just snatched, "Give it back to me."

"What are you doing?" Yu Zhuo took a step back, moved his left hand, and threw the wine bottle to his right hand, shaking it provocatively, "The evidence is solid, mentor."

"Follow you," He Lin turned to leave, "I'm leaving."

"Tsk," Yu Zhuo turned the bottle and looked at it, as if talking to himself, "wine is sweet, why don't you know how to speak sweet?"

"Hello." Yu Zhuo called him, and he turned around, his eyebrows slightly frowned as if asking "what do you want to do".

The night was dark, and the light emitted by the street lamps was as weak as a cluster of fireflies compared with the deep night.

Yu Zhuo supported his head, put his elbows on the railing, and asked with a smile: "Isn't it boring to drink alone?"

He Lin wanted to say "it's not boring", but for some reason, he changed his words: "Just say what you want."

Yu Zhuo raised his head and looked at the dots of stars in the sky. He raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes flashed cunningly, "Anyway, I have violated the prohibition..."

"Why don't we violate another prohibition."

……

10 minute later.

He Lin himself didn't know why things developed like this.

Yu Zhuo sat in his driver's seat, with his coat on his body, which just blocked the program group logo on his body, and turned the steering wheel comfortably, forgetting the prohibition of "going out without authorization".

He Lin doesn't like to bring assistants, and he doesn't have a driver, so he always comes and goes alone.The security guard at the gate already knew him. Seeing that he was sitting in the driver's seat but someone else, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Who is this?"

Before answering, the person next to He Lin answered for him, with a smile in his tone: "Me, the new assistant."

The security guard didn't think about it and let it go.

The program was recorded in the suburbs of Yancheng, and a little further outside is the neighboring city. Naturally, it is not as lively as the night in the city center, but rather deserted.

The doors and windows of the surrounding shops were almost closed, and there was no one walking around in the whole street. Yu Zhuo drove the car for a small circle, and stopped at a bar that was still open.

"That's it," Yu Zhuo said, "it's too far away to find a replacement driver later."

I don't know if this bar is newly opened or it is about to close. There are very few people. The owner is lying on the bar for a nap. He opened his eyes when he heard the door open, and said vaguely: "Ah, how many people?"

This is a small bar. You can basically see the layout here with a quick glance. There is no need to hire people at all. The boss can do everything by himself.

The boss offered two glasses of wine, "Two glasses of bar for you, it's rare for people to come to this small shop."

"Thank you."

"There are few people in this place, and this street will be demolished soon." The boss snorted and waved his hand. "The business can't continue, and it will be closed next week."

"There are very few people, and I didn't see a single person around half a circle..." Yu Zhuo glanced to the other side of the bar.

The boss followed his gaze, and there was a piano on the table over there, but it seemed that no one had played it for a long time, and it was covered with dust.

"Hey, you guys are into music, right? You have that kind of temperament. Here," the boss pointed his index finger over there, "there is a piano over there, you can go and play it."

Yu Zhuo thanked again, took the two glasses of wine that the boss gave him into his arms, and then pointed to He Lin and said, "Please give him a glass of sweeter wine."

After finishing speaking, I would like to add a comment: "The taste is like a child."

"You don't need to say that." He Lin's voice came from the side, clear and cold.

After the boss mixed the wine, he went back to lie on his stomach again, and they found a corner to sit down with the wine.

"Let's hear it," Yu Zhuo unconsciously tapped on the wall of the cup with his fingertips, and asked half-jokingly, "What are you using to drink away your worries?"

"Yu Zhuo." He Lin called his name, with no expression of joy or anger, "Do you always care about your ex so much?"

predecessor.

Since the breakup, they rarely talked about this relationship on the bright side.

On the table, the round ice in the wine glass lightly collided with the wall of the glass, and every time it floated, a small string of bubbles was brought up and fled upward.

After a long time, Yu Zhuo lazily sat up a little bit straighter and spit out three words: "Of course not."

In fact, Yu Zhuo hates trouble very much, and has never had the habit of getting entangled with his ex-boyfriend.He Lin is an exception.It seems that it is not easy to make a complete distinction. There are always countless connections that hinder their return from the bridge to the bridge. If they want to be completely cut off, unless he, Yu Zhuo, gets out of Yancheng.

Yu Zhuo leaned closer, propped his head on one hand, lay half of his body on the table, looked at He Lin's face, and said word by word: "I never cared about my ex."

He Lin approached without warning, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yu Zhuo was startled invisibly.

When sailing on the boundless sea, icebergs are always the most dangerous. One-seventh of the exposed ones are daunting, while the remaining six-sevenths are still dormant under the calm sea. In a word, three words, not to be trifled.

Of course, Yu Zhuo likes to surf in speedboats on the sea, and choose whichever dies sooner.

So he had no intention of backing down.

Yu Zhuo continued casually, "I'm just concerned about my mentor."

tutor.

Not an ex.

He Lin was so close that he seemed about to kiss him at any time, but his fingertips brushed past the red mole next to Yu Zhuo's ear, and his voice was cold: "You have crossed the line."

Yu Zhuo smiled indifferently, leaned back, and opened a safe distance.

After a while, He Lin suddenly said, "It's not about worrying."

After being stunned for a second, Yu Zhuo finally realized that he was answering the question of "what's the matter with drinking?"

"It's just a sudden urge to drink."

"Oh, like this."

The primary social principle of adults is to observe words and expressions, and the two of them tacitly avoided the topic about the "ex" just now, and resumed the conversation.

"We want to add some piano music to the performance," Yu Zhuo asked, "Which one is more suitable?"

They walked to the piano, and the boss just said that they can play whatever they want.

"Boss, let's play "Confession"?" Yu Zhuo said, "The accompaniment is fine."

Anyway, there are only these two customers in the store, so there is nothing you can't agree to even if you want to play the most dazzling ethnic style of Legend of Phoenix.The boss quickly searched for the accompaniment of "Confession", and clicked to play it.

He Lin's fingers caressed the black and white keys, and for some reason, the image of Yu Zhuo playing the piano appeared in his mind.Near the end, his index finger and middle finger tapped four times on the two keys, and the crisp sound of the piano jumped out with the ending rhyme.

3, 2, 3, 2.

There were only four notes, but Yu Zhuo seemed to understand the meaning of them, and pressed down the keys that He Lin had just struck, and continued the four notes.

323237216...

Continuing the epilogue of "Confession", the roundabout melody pours out from the bouncing keys, and the brisk rhythm is like an intimate whisper, as if whispering the lover's name over and over again.

—It was "Für Elise," a piece Beethoven wrote to his schoolgirl, whom he had a crush on.There are two 2s in the first four tones, all of which are rising 2s, which are equivalent to falling 3s, and the falling 3s are written as "Es" in German.In other words, whenever "323237216" sounds, it seems to be saying "Elise" repeatedly.

It's like a cryptic and twisted confession.

"Senior, did you come back late yesterday?"

"It's a bit late."

Yesterday, He Lin asked the driver to bring him back at about three o'clock, and He Lin might be late when he returned home by himself.

Lin Weijing suddenly felt admiration: "Is it for the public performance? It's too hard, you deserve to be my idol."

Huang Xiaohui muttered: "Why do I seem to smell a little alcohol..."

He thought his voice was so low that no one could hear him, but Lin Weijing heard it completely. Lin Weijing grabbed Huang Xiaohui's neck and said, "Do you want to drink, kid? Don't frame my idol. Last time he We cleaned the toilet for three days, you forgot?"

"My fault, my fault," Huang Xiaohui shrank his neck, and broke away from Lin Weijing's hand, "It's my hallucination."

At eight o'clock, they assembled in the practice room on time.

"About the piano, I thought about it yesterday." Yu Zhuo said what he was inspired by last night, "Just use "To Alice", at the end."

Yu Zhuo played "Confessions" once, and then played "To Alice" at the end.

"Fuck, that's great!"

"Idol, did you think about this all night yesterday! It's great!"

"And "Fur Elise" is not difficult at all!"

The combination of "To Alice" and "Confession" is not only unobtrusive, but also refreshing.

After solving the problem of the song, it was the turn of the choreography team to speak.

Jia Zhiyang said: "I watched it yesterday, and the dance this time should not be difficult. We can make it into a sitcom-like model, so the main thing is..."

Halfway through the conversation, Jia Zhiyang looked at Chi Zihao and asked sincerely: "Senior, would you like to be the heroine? Because you don't know anything."

The first half sentence makes people want to refuse, but the second half sentence makes people unable to refuse.

Chi Zihao squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Of course."

"Crossplay," Chi Zihao said with a smile, "it's also a type of acting, and I'm very good at it."

Jia Zhiyang didn't feel Chi Zihao's grievance at all, but was a little pleasantly surprised: "Really? That's great."

"Then do we still have to find a male lead? Who will come?"

"Whatever," Huang Xiaohui sighed, "Well, it's not the goddess Siyuan anyway, so it doesn't matter who comes."

Others agreed with his statement one after another, praised Guan Siyuan in passing, and expressed their regret for not being able to be on the same team as Guan Siyuan.

Chi Zihao: "..."

He was sure that if Guan Siyuan was sitting here now, this group of people would not have reacted like this.

"Then senior Yu Zhuo, come here." Jia Zhiyang determined the candidate with great efficiency, "You two are more compatible in seniority."

The others looked at Jia Zhiyang at the same time, their eyes seemed to say: ... How the hell can you do this?

Jia Zhiyang asked Yu Zhuo and Chi Zihao: "Senior, what do you think?"

The answers I got, one doesn't matter, and the other dare not speak.

"That's it." Jia Zhiyang said firmly.

The author has something to say: 3232 is written with numbered musical notation, the super simple kind...because jj can’t play other symbols, so if you want to see the completely correct one, you can Baidu it hahahahahahaha