Golden Suit Brothers

"Hi everyone, I'm at the press conference of "The Man Who Put the Moon". Wait a minute, Wu Jiacheng will appear to answer your questions. This album is a big hit. I believe he is also very happy. Okay. , then we will see you later!" The female reporter with a sweet smile finished speaking to the camera, and immediately stopped laughing, making one wonder if she dropped her smile to the ground.

"It's really boring. What's so happy about selling tens of thousands of songs and albums? It's not about losing money and making money." She complained to the photographer next to her, "It's better to have a scandal or come out of the closet." She doesn't Know how prophetic that statement is.

There was a commotion among the reporters in front, and this pretty girl quickly grabbed the photographer and rushed forward to find a good position.

"Hi everyone, today is the day when the sales volume of our "Man Who Let The Moon" album exceeded [-] copies," Hou Xin spoke as the person in charge, and he glanced at Wu Jiacheng next to him, "Thanks to Everyone help promote, Xiao Wu and I would like to thank you very much!" He and Wu Jiacheng bowed together.

"In addition, today our good friend Xiao Wu also came to the scene as a mysterious guest! Everyone can guess who it is?"

The reporters below were silent for a while, they did not receive any notice of the mysterious guests.Immediately, the atmosphere in the venue became active, and there was a burst of whispering, and a female reporter called out particularly loudly: "Wu Renyuan!"

Hou Xin made a dramatic gesture and stretched out his hand to the back. With a burst of high-pitched music, a girl in a red dress with a melon-shaped face, big eyes and wavy hair almost bursting out ran out and hugged Wu Jiacheng tightly.

Hou Xin listened with satisfaction to the sound of the reporters in the audience gasping for air, followed by the sound of clicking on the headlines.

That girl was naturally Wu Renyuan. After hugging Wu Jiacheng, she patted him on the shoulder vigorously and grabbed his microphone: "I'm really super happy today! Xiao Wu's album broke [-]. My friend is really happy for him, how do you feel now, Sir Wu?" She raised the microphone in front of Wu Jiacheng.

"Of course I'm super super super happy~ Someone likes my album, I feel very grateful, and I will work harder in the future!"

The atmosphere continued enthusiastically and positively.

An hour ago

"But didn't my album sell for [-] yuan? Would it be too good to say [-] yuan?" Wu Jiacheng asked hesitantly.

"Thirty thousand refers to the total downloads and purchases of physical stores, major e-commerce platforms, and music apps." Hou Xin hesitated, but told him, "In addition, your album was pre-ordered online a week in advance. This part of the sales volume is indeed [-]."

"Will this be bad?" Wu Jiacheng twisted his fingers.

"Xiao Wu, the sales of all the albums are now being falsely reported. You also know how depressed the mainland music market is now. It is not easy for your album to reach this figure. This figure is not only for reporters, but also for Look at the people above, making albums can make money! Some people will spend money to buy a genuine disc! Maybe you think this is not fair, but this is the dark age that Chinese musicians must go through now, and it will be better in the future Yes, believe me!" Hou Xin said firmly while holding Wu Jiacheng's shoulder.

"Well! I believe in you, Brother Hou Xin!" Wu Jiacheng was affected by his emotions, nodded vigorously, and followed the call of the makeup artist to touch up the makeup.

"There are really not many children who are so easy to deceive." Sister Ah May folded her arms and watched coldly.

"Who said I lied to him," Hou Xin took out the phone and dialed a number, "His album should indeed have this number." He ignored Sister May, and dealt with the old fox on the phone wholeheartedly.

"Hello? Old Zhang?"

"Our old friend, what's the matter with making a call?"

"how is this possible--"

"Absolutely not. I definitely didn't write the news about Yuanyuan's nightclub carnival!"

"I swear, I won't black Yuanyuan when I hate anyone—oh, I remembered, I was on my honeymoon at that time, it was probably written by our interns, you don't know, Lao Zhang, the quality of the interns here Cough! That's bad! I'll make sure to clean them up."

"Speaking of which, the ratings of Yuanyuan's new drama seem to have dropped a little bit. Shall we do some stunts together?"

"This time the reporters are all here! Htv is also here, and they are doing small online live broadcasts. I can't figure this out."

"I know! You write your draft! Go ahead and write it!" But my draft has already been written, including your part, Hou Xin hung up the phone and thought proudly.

half an hour ago

Zhang Qiao brought Wu Renyuan to the scene, Hou Xin led them into the lounge through the back door, and Wu Jiacheng jumped up happily when he saw Wu Renyuan.

"Braised eggs! Congratulations!" Wu Renyuan laughed.

"Thank you Dandan, why did you come?" Wu Jiacheng was surprised and delighted.

"Isn't it your Sun Wukong?" Wu Renyuan glanced sideways at Hou Xin, who smiled generously and spread his hands.

"You just released the album and you're writing lyrics." Wu Renyuan found the paper on the table.

"No, it was scribbled." Wu Jiacheng shoved the stack of papers into his pocket with a little embarrassment.

Wu Renyuan's manager, Zhang Qiao, stepped forward to congratulate him: "In these days, it is worth celebrating if the album hits [-]. I think back then—not to mention, times have changed, and the sales of several million in the current mainland market would be scary." It's difficult."

Hou Xin avoided answering: "It's true that it's not easy to make music, but TV drama ratings are also very difficult now. The last 1 also has to work hard and promote more. Sometimes I don't know why, and I just hit the street for no reason."

Zhang Qiao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and tapped it twice in his hand: "It doesn't matter if you watch this kind of stuff. The point is that there are works and you are familiar with them. It's still difficult to record. Old Song said that records are dead." He said. Putting a cigarette to his mouth, Hou Xin took it down.

"Old Song also said, but music is not dead--sorry, please go outside for smoking."

The two talked to each other like black-eyed chickens.

Wu Jiacheng and Wu Renyuan sat happily chatting about homework.

Going back to the press conference site, the questions are almost at the end. According to the scheduled plan, the reception will end at [-]:[-], and the next time is for the reporters to eat and drink well. Sister May and Hou Xin are so busy that they check the hotel. The private room was ready, and the reporters were rushed to the place like ducks, only then did they realize that Wu Jiacheng and Wu Renyuan had slipped away during the gap!Zhang Qiao looked for Wu Renyuan all over the place, and was so angry that he blew on his non-existent beard. Hou Xin pretended to comfort him: "It's not the first time Yuanyuan sneaked away, you should get used to it."

At this time, Wu Renyuan and Wu Jiacheng were sitting in a small park near Jinbaoji, and the sun was getting dark. There were no people in the park at this time, so they could talk freely.

Wu Jiacheng looked back at the tree where he met Gu Jiacheng last time, and felt very magical in his heart. At that time, he never thought that it would develop like this now.

"Why are you smiling so ripplingly?" Wu Renyuan hit him.

"Where is it?" Wu Jiacheng quickly denied.

"Wow, you still don't admit it to me? You used this smile to express your love when you were in elementary school. Tell me! Do you like someone?"

Wu Renyuan put one hand on his neck like a knife.

"Stop guessing." Wu Jiacheng defended feebly, then sighed helplessly, "Okay, okay, I do, um, like someone. But he's not from the entertainment industry."

"Girlfriend outside the circle? You're so sweet, you're a ghost, when did it happen?" Wu Renyuan's almond eyes widened in surprise.

"Just, the day you got married," Wu Jiacheng stammered, "I accidentally deleted your mobile phone number that day, and then I wanted to call you, but I made the wrong number, and that's when I met him."

"So awesome!"

"Well, also, he's a boy." Wu Jiacheng cast a cautious glance at Wu Renyuan.

"Zhong Xi, you are sharp!" Wu Renyuan was shocked, "I thought you would be more popular with boys since I was a child, but I didn't think there would be someone who could get you."

"What, don't talk nonsense." Wu Jiacheng was too embarrassed.

"You forgot," Wu Renyuan began to snap his fingers, "When I was in elementary school, several boys stole your textbooks and asked you to beg them to give them to you."

"I was bullied a lot when I was young, so what?"

"I bully you if I like you!" Wu Renyuan said naturally, "You have acted in idol dramas, don't you understand?"

Wu Jiacheng smiled and refused to say more.

"Then will you be together forever?" Wu Renyuan asked again.

"Always?" Wu Jiacheng shook his head, "I don't know."

He picked the nailheads off the bench with his fingers.

"I think that no couple is sure when they meet for the first time. This is the person I'm looking for all my life, and I've been with him all my life."

He looked at the trees not far away, "How can there be a seed that knows that it can grow into a towering tree when it falls on the ground... However, when you don't think about it, the sprouts grow into small trees unconsciously." , the small tree has grown into a big tree without knowing it. I don't know how far we can go, but I will try my best to hold his hand and walk until he becomes another person's traveling companion , or separate from me at the fork in the road."

He pointed to the ring on Wu Renyuan's hand, "Did you decide to marry your husband the first time you saw him?"

"Yes," Wu Renyuan nodded, "As soon as I saw him, I knew I would die if I didn't marry him."

Wu Jiacheng couldn't laugh or cry: "You are always so frank."

"No." Wu Renyuan lowered his head and twirled the simple white gold ring on his middle finger, "If I was honest enough, I wouldn't have a secret marriage. I also really want to wear this ring on my ring finger and bring Mike to everyone I proudly say that this is my husband, but this is the helplessness of the entertainment industry."

"There will be such a day," Wu Jiacheng encouraged her, "Now you are a girly image, the company is afraid that it will affect you, and when you become popular, no one will be able to control you."

Wu Renyuan smiled: "That's right, when I become popular, I will show my husband every day."

Wu Jiacheng saw that it was getting late, and said to her, "Let's go back, it's getting dark."

There was a small traffic light at the entrance of the park. The two of them were about to pass by. Wu Renyuan held Wu Jiacheng's arm habitually. Wu Jiacheng glanced down and said with a smile, "It's not like I was a child anymore. I can see the traffic lights by myself now."

Wu Renyuan also laughed, and stretched out his hand to rub his head: "The marinated egg is really getting better and better."

When the two got into the car, Wu Jiacheng suddenly looked around. "What's wrong?" Wu Renyuan was puzzled.

Wu Jiacheng always felt as if someone was watching, and he murmured in his heart that he might be suspicious: "It's okay."

Silent all night.

In the morning, Gu Jiacheng was in a good mood and went to the small shop to buy milk and bread. Seeing Lijun looking at a newspaper with angry eyebrows, he asked aloud: "What's the matter?"

Li Jun pushed the newspaper to the tip of his nose: "Why are the newspapers talking so nonsense now!"

Gu Jiacheng took a step back before he saw it clearly. It turned out to be a photo of Wu Jiacheng holding hands with a girl. He picked up the newspaper and looked at it. With the title, he realized that this girl was Wu Renyuan. Both of them looked happy. In the smaller photo, Wu Renyuan stretched out his hand to pat the top of Wu Jiacheng's head, as sweet as it could be. The newspaper also added some heart shapes and stars to this photo.

"It's fake." Gu Jiacheng said ruthlessly, and walked out the door with his box of milk in his mouth.

When eating at the restaurant at noon that day, the owner of the restaurant adjusted the TV to the entertainment channel at the request of the majority of women, just to replay the promotional part of Wu Jiacheng's album. The anchor explained rather gossipingly: "The Wuyuan Party is really happy today. I didn't expect that happiness came so suddenly. Yesterday, Wu Jiacheng and Wu Renyuan were suddenly photographed holding hands and shopping at night. Looking at the photos, it must not be with you. It's been a good day or two..."

Suddenly there was a protest in the restaurant: "I want to watch the sports channel!" All the ladies looked back at the speaker, and continued to enjoy the gossip without paying attention.

The owner of the restaurant walked over, patted Gu Jiacheng on the shoulder and said, "Brother, bear with it, patience makes gold."

Gu Jiacheng felt resentment in his heart.

After finishing lunch in threes, he went back to the office to make a phone call. After Wu Jiacheng picked up the phone, Gu Jiacheng greeted him pretendingly, and then got straight to the point.

"I saw in the newspaper today that you were holding hands with a girl."

"Oh, that's Dandan."

"Dandan?" Gu Jiacheng repeated in doubt, a name gradually emerged from memory, "I'll go! She's Dandan! Isn't her name Wu Renyuan?"

"Why are you so excited, Dandan is your childhood name."

"You - with her?" Gu Jiacheng asked cautiously.

Wu Jiacheng understood, and said with a smile: "You're thinking about it, but we just met yesterday. We are good friends who have known each other since we were young, and we chatted together."

"Why do you hold hands while chatting?"

"Just... chatting, of course we have to hold hands~"

"..."

"Okay, okay, when I was young, I didn't know how to read traffic lights, and I didn't dare to cross the road. Dandan would always cross the road with me on his arm. It's just an old habit."

"Why can't you read the traffic lights? It's very simple."

"Because of me..." Wu Jiacheng lowered his voice.

"what?"

"I'm red and green blind!" Wu Jiacheng gave up on himself.

"No wonder I didn't see you driving. I thought you were playing big cards."

"You're a very strange person, okay, is Young Master Gu satisfied with this reason?"

"Quite satisfied."

"Then, I have one thing to ask you."

Gu Jiacheng waited at the door of JP Entertainment Company for almost an hour. Wu Jiacheng told him that he would come back to work overtime at nine o'clock and needed Gu Jiacheng's help, but he has not come back yet.

Just as he was about to see through, a nanny car drove up, and Wu Jiacheng jumped out of the car and rushed to Gu Jiacheng: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Gu Jiacheng let him hold hands: "It's okay, you worked harder."

Wu Jiacheng took his hand, feeling that it was very cold, and secretly regretted not ending the trip earlier.He sent the nanny car to the garage, dragged Gu Jiacheng into the building, and went up to the floor of the piano room. The two walked quietly. It was already late at night, and the lights in the office were turned off, as if there were only the two of them in the whole building.

The two walked to the piano room at the end of the corridor. Wu Jiacheng opened the door without turning on the lights. This piano room is used for both dancing and piano practice. There is a grand piano in the corner with a bottle of red roses on it. Wu Jiacheng Let Gu Jiacheng sit on the chair near the window, and go to the piano and sit on the bench.

Gu Jiacheng asked, "What am I going to do?"

"You... just sit there first." Wu Jiacheng smiled at him, tried playing a few keys on the piano with his fingers, and Gu Jiacheng had a guess.

"My lyrics are terrible, but when I think of you, this song pops up. Well, you have to blame yourself if it doesn't sound good. This song is for you. It's called—ToMr.Gu."

He gave him a gentle look, his slender and delicate fingers jumped on the piano, the simple and emotional tune——

Like winter green leaves sprouting,

Like summer sending snowflakes,

The galaxy falls and freezes me,

Enthusiasm cannot be retreated,

Like an old friend in the past,

Like the oldest at the end of the century,

board Noah's Ark together,

This moment is forever,

Hold your breath waiting for your call,

Review text messages thousands of times,

I love what I have in this life, I don’t need anyone else,

One word subverts the world,

Just the right amount of bitterness,

No need for more sweetness,

I don't hesitate to tell you about the smallest things,

You are the sweetest bondage,

I have no power to escape,

A heart burns violently,

Not as hot as your smile,

it's shameful to take a step back

The only way to stop it is with a passionate kiss,

Write a thousand lines of love poems to call you,

There is only one last sentence,

There is only one last sentence,

I dare not say that sentence.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ground and the young man playing the piano, covering him with a layer of silver gauze. The sight and sound were too beautiful.

Gu Jiacheng suddenly began to doubt whether all this was true.

When the ending sound faded, Wu Jiacheng tilted his head and smiled shyly at him: "I really have a headache," he stretched out a finger to click on the C key one by one, bringing out playful tones one after another. Throwing at the keys, there was a look of nervousness and joy on the face of a child seeing a strange adult, "I also asked the arranger teacher for help."

Gu Jiacheng got up and walked over, stepping on the wooden floor and on Wu Jiacheng's heart.

Wu Jiacheng plucked up his courage and looked up at the other party: "I don't know if you like it or not—" The voice ended between his lips, and Gu Jiacheng kissed him fiercely. His lips were slightly cool, but they carried a thousand degrees of heat. Wu Jiacheng thought he was going to be scalded by him, but he wanted to continue the kiss even after being burned to ashes. He hugged Gu Jiacheng's neck and responded enthusiastically.

Kiss the whole moonlight and heartbreak.

"Old Gu, are you happy?"

"Of course, my little prince."

"Ah, it's so disgusting, change your name."

"No, I like it."

"Okay, Mr. Right."

"Isn't it Mr. Gu? But this one is also good."