Devil characters can't be collapsed

The two people in the corner showed no sign of waking up, and the five people stood at the door looking at each other, neither going in nor leaving.

In the end, Huang Xiaohui tiptoed in, walked around He Lin, and poked Yu Zhuo with his finger, trying to wake him up.

--senior!you wake up!Do you know who you are leaning on right now!

This poke didn't wake up Yu Zhuo, but it woke up He Lin next door.

He Lin opened his eyes and stared at Huang Xiaohui without saying a word.

It was the first time in Huang Xiaohui's life that he was so close to He Lin. He was so frightened that he almost lost his mind, so he made an excuse, "The camera is going to be turned on! I want to say that you..."

Besides, it was really going to be hypoxic, Huang Xiaohui's little oxygen was not enough to last three sentences in front of He Lin.

Fortunately, Yu Zhuo moved at this time, and their attention was turned to Yu Zhuo.

Huang Xiaohui watched helplessly as Yu Zhuo rubbed against He Lin's shoulder, trying to find a perfect angle to continue sleeping, but it didn't feel right after lying down for a few seconds before he opened his eyes in a daze.

What came into view was Huang Xiaohui's terrified and worried face, Yu Zhuo was slightly shocked.And Huang Xiaohui kept giving him winks, he followed Huang Xiaohui's gaze and raised his head, just in time to meet He Lin's gaze.

"woke up?"

Yu Zhuo instantly woke up and sat up straight.

He Lin stood up and moved his shoulders, the side where Yu Zhuo was pillowed was already numb.He bent down to pick up the manuscript paper scattered on the floor, tidied it up and stuffed it in Yu Zhuo's hand, "Let's go."

Huang Xiaohui hurriedly bowed standardly, "Goodbye, tutor!"

After He Lin's figure completely disappeared from sight, Yu Zhuo turned his attention to the paper in his hand.

The song itself has been revised several times, He Lin didn't touch too many places, only polished some details.

He just took out a flint and threw it into the hot magma. The flame suddenly expanded, sparks spewed out and crackled, and the small stone rolled in all directions wrapped in a mass of crimson.

Yu Zhuo had always thought that He Lin was completely different from himself, like fire and water that did not blend in, but he never expected that He Lin and him would be able to achieve a high level of harmony in music, as if...they had once discussed this piece of music. It's been discussed many times.

"I didn't expect that," Yu Zhuo commented casually, "It's not like him."

For some reason, Yu Zhuo recalled the song "Red" played in the car when he sent He Lin home on New Year's Day. He Lin said it was a work he wrote when he was a sophomore in high school.

That song is also like this, insolent, unrestrained, with a scorching heat, as if it wants to melt everything in the world.

—How can a person be so contradictory?It was quiet, cold, and seemed to hide a fiery red light.

Yu Zhuo caught up with He Lin, "Teacher, lend me your phone."

Without asking why, He Lin took out the phone and put it in his palm, "I'm going to buy breakfast."

When He Lin was far away, Yu Zhuo leaned against the wall, entered the word "He Lin" in the search box of Jinjiang Cloud Music with his fingers, and randomly picked a song from the top [-] and clicked in.The song is called "Prayer", but the lyrics are written in the opposite direction from the meaning of "prayer".

He doesn't believe in ghosts, doesn't respect gods and Buddhas, he's not praying to gods, he's waiting for someone to join him and set fire to heaven.

Different from Yu Zhuo's blatant arrogance, He Lin's madness is hidden in his cool tone. He also seems to have an innate rebellion, but it is hidden very deep - the whole melody seems to be immersed in ice water Among them, it seems that you have to sink all the way along the deep sea, sinking into the center of the earth, to get a glimpse of one or two.

Listening to it twice, this feeling became more and more vivid.

Yu Zhuo suddenly felt that he had vaguely touched the edge of 43546's words.

At this moment, He Lin walked up to him, hooked a bag of custard bag with his index finger and handed it to Yu Zhuo, and looked at the phone page, "What are you doing."

"Search for something." Yu Zhuo quickly deleted the record with his fingers, and it happened that Wang Chaowei called, and Yu Zhuo pressed the answer.

"Guangyao did a great job," Wang Chaowei said with righteous indignation, "First force people to act, and then issued a statement to throw dirty water, and said 'contradictions have been reconciled', they really should be awarded an award."

"Transfer records?" Yu Zhuo chuckled when he heard Wang Chaowei's words, "The transfer records are also available, tsk, it seems that there is no way."

"Hmm? Why are you together again?" Wang Chaowei casually expressed his doubts, and then said, "Yu Zhuo, I understand your desire to stay with your idol, but you don't want to cling to He Lin every day, so Show it to someone who cares, but don't know what to say..."

Seeing that he missed his focus, He Lin repeated two words expressionlessly: "Guangyao."

"Oh yes, let's talk about Guangyao," Wang Chaowei returned to the topic, "Yeah, I also think it's okay to show me just a picture of the transfer record, but the level is really not good. You can ask Yu Zhuo for me—oh, he It's right next to you. Yu Zhuo, your money should be confiscated, right?"

"Of course." Yu Zhuo said, "I still have the same record."

Three days before the performance, the program team prepared a special program for the contestants to connect and talk with their relatives.

Most people's parents said words of encouragement like "Come on hard", but when they arrived at Yu Zhuo's place, the painting style changed suddenly, and the show scene once became like "Metamorphosis". The staff, and the city kids who don't care.

I saw Yu Hongde sitting in front of the long mahogany table with a serious face. The long table was made of expensive small-leaf red sandalwood, with intricate patterns carved on the side. There was a pot of green plants on the table, which looked very valuable.

"I haven't watched your show," Yu Hongde said putting on airs, "but if you want me to say a few words, then I will say a few words."

Yu Zhuo nodded, "Well, please."

"What kind of mess are you doing? I wanted to talk about it in the first issue. Is that thing you dance called a dance, huh?"

The staff next to him reminded in a low voice: "No, old sir, you can't say this sentence."

"Can't you say that?"

Yu Hongde frowned, and changed the long series of reproaches he had just prepared: "Okay, I don't understand the things about you young people. Let me ask you another question. Is it an honor to wet the bed at the age of two?" ?! Also, if you go to sing, you can sing well, but you are punished to clean the toilet, you are really disorganized and disciplined everywhere you go!"

The staff member was shocked, and interrupted him in a trance: "Old man, this, this sentence doesn't seem very good..."

Yu Zhuo nodded in agreement, and after a while, he seemed to suddenly think of something, "Didn't you say you didn't watch it?"

How do you know the details without reading it?

Yu Hongde couldn't hold back his old face, pretended not to hear Yu Zhuo's question, and asked the staff next to him: "Then which sentence can I say?"

"Uh, the finals are coming, you'd better encourage the contestants..."

Yu Hongde was silent for a long time, and then reluctantly choked out a sentence: "Yu Zhuo! If you don't get the first place in the final, get out of here and go on a blind date!"

Yu Zhuo understands very well, this is already the highest level of encouragement that Mr. Yu said.He couldn't help but say, "Okay, I see."

"Senior, your parents, good... good..." Huang Xiaohui searched hard in his limited adjective database, and after thinking for a long time, he finally found such a word, "Mighty...?"

The director was also watching. For some reason, he felt that the old man in the video looked more and more familiar...

He pulled the person in charge of the work next to him, and asked casually, "When you went, did this relative of Yu Zhuo say his name?"

"I can't remember clearly, it seems to be Yu... what kind of virtue?"

Yu Hongde.The director's first reaction came to mind.

He opened Baidu to search for the name, and compared the pop-up photo with the person in the video——

Xu Xingyang is young, so it is normal not to know this character, but the director has more than ten years of rice than Xu Xingyang, so it is impossible not to know who he is.

That is Yu Hongde, the founder of Yanding Group, the business legend who dominated the major financial magazines 20 years ago!

The known dice cup draws the number five, while the unknown dice cup must draw six to have a chance of winning, which is why the director chose the former.However, the safest choice is often not the most correct choice. Who would have thought that Yu Zhuo's "Yu" and Yu Hongde's "Yu" are actually the same "Yu"? !

The director's face turned blue and white, and he struggled to think of a remedy.

Change track?There are still 3 days until the official performance, so changing the track is simply unrealistic!

What's more, Yu Zhuo and the others have already made preparations, and it is impossible for them to let their preparations go to waste.

Up to now, the arrow is on the string and has to be launched, and it can only go on according to the original plan.

He was tricked by Xu Xingyang!

The director could recognize Yu Hongde, so naturally Wu Zhengkai would not fail to recognize him.As soon as the connection clips came out, Wu Zhengkai suddenly slumped on the sofa. He never thought that the person he helped Xu Xingyang force out back then was actually the heir of the Yanding Group!

It's so ridiculous that he himself became the protagonist of the story of picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelons one day.

But he had already stood in line, and Xu Xingyang fell, which did him no good.

Wu Zhengkai called Xu Xingyang.

"Yu Zhuo is Yu Hongde's grandson?!" Xu Xingyang exclaimed in the toilet, "Impossible! How could he be..."

"No wonder nothing can be found..." Wu Zhengkai said.

Xu Xingyang's head buzzed, and a burst of buzzing gave him a headache.

No wonder Yu Zhuo is so unscrupulous, no wonder Yan Ding's new CEO will come in person - the whole Yan Ding is in his pocket, I am afraid that Yan Ding's new CEO will take office under his instruction!

"In this case, what should we do?"

Wu Zhengkai's voice came from the mobile phone, but Xu Xingyang couldn't hear anything, because he saw Yu Zhuo coming out of the toilet cubicle, and said "sorry to bother you" with a half-smile.

"Yu Ju—"

"Ah, I'm sorry," Yu Zhuo said sorry, but he didn't seem to apologize at all, he said slowly, "I don't seem to have told you."

"Tsk, there's really nothing to say," Yu Zhuo approached the sink and put his hand under the faucet, "I didn't intend to inherit the mine at home, but it would cost money to terminate the contract, so I helped the old man take care of it. Year."

Xu Xingyang's face was ferocious, as if he wanted to eat people.

He has long disregarded his image, and the events of these days have completely shattered the perfect persona he advertised to the outside world, and everyone almost forgot who he used to be.

"I gave you a chance, cherish these few days." Yu Zhuo turned his head slightly, sneered and left a few words lightly in his ear.

When Xu Xingyang heard the words in Yu Zhuofang's soft voice, his facial features twisted together, his five fingers gathered together and punched, and he punched the wall!

Yu Zhuo shrugged and strode out of the toilet.

What he said was - this entertainment circle, your name will soon be gone.

Xu Xingyang stood up suddenly, he was not as confident as before, "I'm going to find the director."

"What are you going to do?" Wu Zhengkai held him back.

"I'm going to find the director," Xu Xingyang gritted his teeth, "immediately disqualify him from the competition and get him out of the show!"

Wu Zhengkai shouted loudly: "Calm down! — Do you think it's possible? If this goes on like this, let alone destroy him, you won't even be able to keep him!"

But Xu Xingyang didn't listen to persuasion at all, he threw Wu Zhengkai away and walked out.

"Xu Xingyang," the director didn't want to see him at all, and his expression was very ugly, "You are really good at misleading people."

"Director, this is what I did wrong." Xu Xingyang said with a smile, "I will apologize to you."

"No need," the director waved his hand, "We won't have any cooperation in the future."

Xu Xingyang's complexion changed, but he still kept the smile on his lips and said, "I think you misunderstood."

"I'm here this time because I want you to disqualify Yu Zhuo from the competition."

The director didn't expect him to be so direct, and lost his voice: "How is this possible!"

Xu Xingyang is really crazy!He wanted Yu Zhuo to be completely eliminated from the show!

"How is it impossible?" Xu Xingyang smiled strangely, "As a director—do you know how many programs are produced by Guangyao?"

The director's expression became increasingly ugly.

Xu Xingyang was no longer just trying to negotiate terms, he was threatening, using the director's future to force the director to agree.

As a well-established company, Guangyao wants to make an ordinary director unable to get along in this industry. It is completely a matter of moving his fingers-how can he compete with the industry leader by himself?

"Xu Xingyang, you are really..." The director was so angry that he couldn't speak, "It's shameless!"

Xu Xingyang's mind is now full of how to make Yu Juo miserable, and he doesn't care what the director thinks of him. He presses on step by step: "Director, this should be a good choice, right? Have you chosen it?"

The director cursed: "Xu Xingyang, you really deserved to be suppressed by Yu Zhuo back then! You don't have much ability, but you have a lot of thoughts. Do you think that you can become the number one in the music world if you force Yu Zhuo away? It will never be possible! I told you You, you are already finished, just wait to get out of the entertainment industry!"

Xu Xingyang's expression gradually became gloomy, and the last thing he heard was this kind of words - saying that he was inferior to Yu Zhuo, saying that he would always be under Yu Zhuo!

"Director, do you mean that you don't take Guangyao seriously?"

Guangyao is the only bargaining chip he has left, and also the most powerful hole card. He doesn't believe that the director can turn a blind eye.

"Guangyao—do you think Guangyao can keep you?" But the director had a few more rice than Xu Xingyang,

The director shook his head and said sarcastically, "Xu Xingyang, a prince without the throne is no longer a prince—what's the point of threatening me? You might as well see, will your father choose to keep the throne or the prince?"

Xu Xingyang didn't understand this sentence, and stared at the director, trying to see something from his expression.

Seeing that he was puzzled, the director took out his mobile phone, called up the financial news interface, pointed to the front page, and signaled him to read it.

There are several large characters written on it: Yanding Group intends to spend money to acquire Guangyao Culture.

The same multiple-choice question, now it's Xu Xingyang's turn to choose.

The third round of the performance was the official final, and the ticket price was double that of the previous two rounds. Even so, the entire venue was still overcrowded and there were no seats left.

In the auditorium, a girl holding a sign of support chatted up a girl wearing a lamp headband next to her, "Sister, do you like Yu Zhuo too?"

"Of course," the girl said with a smile, "I've liked him for five years. Although there was a wall climbing in the middle, when he came back, I came back too."

"I've liked him for a long time too," said another, "Oh, if it wasn't for Xu Xingyang...he wouldn't have left four years ago!"

"This rubbish still uses our family's Yu Zhuo's song, it's really shameless," she complained, "The lyrics of "Small Boat" are terribly bad, and a good song was written by him to make it feel greasy and disgusting. "

"Yes, yes, I also think, ah, have you eaten the melon a few days ago? It seems that Xu Xingyang's character is very bad, and he still has an appointment..."

On this topic, they chatted more and more speculatively, and even gave each other small gifts.

Yu Zhuo's team was the last team to play.

The prelude to the well-known "Small Boat" sounded, and everyone put on expectant eyes and stared at the stage intently.

As soon as Yu Zhuo spoke, the audience clearly felt the difference between Yu Zhuo and Xu Xingyang.

It's also a love song, and the version adapted by Yu Zhuo is more than one grade higher.The lyrics of Xu Xingyang's version are similar to ordinary love songs, and he won the first prize with his novel style, but this version's lyrics and melody are more in line, like a lonely lock that has found the key.

He Lin sat on the teacher's seat, crossed his fingers to his lips, and locked his eyes on Yu Zhuo.

He hasn't seen Yu Zhuo like this for a long time.

The person in front of me is gradually overlapping with the person who stood on the cramped stage many years ago. This person seems to have a strong tension everywhere. As he said, he was born to belong to the stage.

Yu Zhuo's love songs are very different from the lingering and frivolous love songs that people are familiar with in the past.

His love songs are rebellious, paranoid, and the core of danger, Kuafu who chases the sun, Jingwei who fills the sea, Prometheus who steals fire, roses that emerge from the cracks in the tight stones, and everything he can do. The impossible is possible.

The love songs defined by Yu Zhuo always have a kind of madness at the end of the road, with free romance and romantic freedom.

Maybe this is the noisy charm that He Lin felt when he first met Yu Zhuo.

He Lin closed his eyes, and a bad-looking suggestion book appeared in front of his eyes. A few words were written on one page: Child, are you in a bad mood?Send you a song.

The adapted version of 43546 is not only better than Xu Xingyang's version in terms of lyrics and music, but also more mature than the original version. Although the time is tight, Yu Zhuo still made the most satisfactory version.

@哥哥的座不大：Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !Our Yu Zhuo is a fairy! ! ! !Sisters vote for him! ! ! ! !

@一个人睡觉不惧: The dog is forcing Xu Xingyang! ! !Did you see it! ! !My wife's man can do anything better than you! ! ! !

@哥哥的卷杀杀杀刀: 555555555 The original hand is different! ! !Much better than Xu Xingyang's version! ! !

When the song was coming to an end, the audience area in front of Yu Zhuo suddenly lit up with a red light.Yu Zhuo was attracted by the light, and looked down the stage from the corner of his eye.

Fans spontaneously bought fluorescent signboards, and each word was outlined by flashing neon tubes, like a sea of ​​shaking lights.

They raised signs one after another, announcing to the world——

Yu Zhuo is the best!Support 43546!

They didn't want to call the song "Small Boat", they preferred to call it numbered - "43546".

Xu Xingyang was also sitting on the instructor's seat, but he seemed to be in an interrogation room. The crowd in the audience was like a pair of eyes staring at him, and the "43546" written on the light board held up seemed to be mocking his ugly appearance. The noise was like long nails, nailing him to the pillar of shame. He was isolated from those cheers and shouts, like sitting on pins and needles.

Everyone knew that the name of this scene was "Small Boat", but no one in the audience shouted out this name.

Even the host said: "I heard that this song numbered 43546 was changed by your whole team in three days, right?"

The previous introductions all read the title of the song directly, but this time the host read "Number 43546". It has no name, but it is more famous than other songs with names.

If the host dared to say this, he must have been instructed by the director.

"Yes, yes," Huang Xiaohui chuckled, "Senior's adaptation is really amazing, we all like this version!"

"So Yuzu, do you have anything to say?"

"Thank you to my teammates," Yu Zhuo looked at He Lin and blinked, "and Mentor He Lin."

"Oh, and, by the way, I want to ask Xu Xingyang's tutor," Yu Zhuo changed the subject, "I heard that you found a transfer record with the beginning and the end - I also have a transfer record, I wonder if you want to see it look?"

Unbeknownst to Xu Xingyang, Wang Chaowei had sent out screenshots of the transfer records before the performance started.

@华士娱乐：@徐星?[email protected]Guangyao Culture [Picture]

No word was said, only a picture and two "@", but the clarification was very strong - Yu Zhuo didn't take any money, and Yu Zhuo sent back the money they transferred.

Facts speak louder than words, there is no such thing as selling songs at all, that is, Xu Xingyang and others take it for themselves, in other words, it is naked-naked theft!

[Damn, I was disgusted]

【. . .Guangyao is also confused, how much money Xu Xingyang earns them a year, so protect him like this]

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Yu Zhuo directly challenged Xu Xingyang on the performance stage, and his behavior was not arrogant, but none of the people present came out to scold him for his behavior, and even the director did not respond.

"Yu Zhuo!" Xu Xingyang had nothing to refute, and could only slap the table to bluff, "You!"

"It's okay," Yu Zhuo said with a smile, "you will see."

Yu Zhuo didn't get entangled in this issue, and interacted with the host on a few small questions.

He bowed to the audience with the other five members of the team, and walked off the stage waving his hands.Behind him, there was a sea of ​​support and thunderous applause.

Xu Xingyang thought of the words that Yu Zhuo had whispered in his ear——

This entertainment industry will soon lose your name.