Idol and school grass are at the same table

The pictures Chen Xuan said were so strong that Ji Ting couldn't help laughing, and he had a new understanding of Shen Zhixing's unique brain circuit.

Shen Zhixing slapped Chen Xuan's neck, "Didn't I pick it in the direction she likes? Isn't that what it is... Peripherals, don't star chasing girls like these?"

Chen Xuan laughed so hard that he couldn't get through it, "Brother, there are not such hard-core people around. There are posters and albums. Do you see a little girl chasing stars and making a humanoid stand at home? Do you want to be a door god? Don't you think it's scary when you look at it?"

Shen Zhixing was silenced by his soul's question.

Qin Yang laughed beside him for a long time, finally stopped, touched his chin, "But Brother Xing, you reminded me, I know what I can give her."

"What to give?" Chen Xuan asked suspiciously, "Brother Ting is here, if you give away a human figure stand, the beating will probably be inevitable."

"what are you thinking?"

"Only people like Brother Xing who don't take the usual path can come up with something as shocking as a human-shaped stand." Qin Yang gave him a dissatisfied look, and continued, "He Wenqian said a few days ago that she wanted to go I'm going to see some kind of concert, I'll give her a ticket for this."

Chen Xuan said "ah", "Isn't that family concert from Galaxy Entertainment?"

When Ji Ting heard the word Galaxy Entertainment, the smile on the corner of Ji Ting's mouth faded instantly.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, controlled his expression, and didn't show anything.

Qin Yang and Chen Xuan were ignorant and discussed.

"But this ticket is very difficult to buy. I heard that it will be sold out in an instant." Chen Xuan grabbed his hair, "Now the ticket price must have been raised to an unknown number of times, or you should change it."

Qin Yang obviously didn't understand these things, "Are concert tickets so difficult to buy?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Chen Xuan said speechlessly, "Brother, do you know who they have in their company? They are all the most popular groups right now, and if you pick any one, every concert is sold out, let alone a family concert gone."

The expression on Ji Ting's face became stiffer, and he tilted his head slightly, trying to hide his emotions.

This small movement was caught by the people on the side.

Shen Zhixing reached out and hooked Ji Ting's shoulder, and called out softly, "Same table?"

There was a bit of tenderness in Shen Zhixing's voice, and his tone was somewhat comforting.

Ji Ting knew that he saw it, and felt a little uncomfortable, avoiding his sight, and said "hmm" without looking back.

The man didn't say anything, took his hands off his shoulders, stood in front of him, looked at him and smiled, "Go play games later, anyway, today is Friday, you don't have to go back to the dormitory."

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, before he had time to say anything, Shen Zhixing had already put both hands on his shoulders, pushed him and turned around, "Go and eat something first, today I'm going to stay in the Internet cafe forever."

Chen Xuan and Qin Yang were different from Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing. After playing for less than an hour, Shen Zhixing was still unwilling to let them go and insisted on dragging them to play games together.

Chen Xuan glanced at the time, feeling very helpless to Xiaoba Shen who stopped him from leaving, "Brother Xing, look at the time, the parent-teacher meeting is almost over, if you don't go home, you won't be able to see me."

"It's over, it's over, it's okay, it's just the last round." Shen Zhixing grabbed Chen Xuan's clothes and said indifferently, "I've never seen you go home so actively before."

"That's normal! Is it normal today?" Chen Xuan stretched out his hand to grab his hand that was pulling his clothes. If I'm found again, I'm really dead."

Shen Zhixing finally let go of his hand, stroked his chin and thought about it seriously, "More than 50? Your grades still have such a big room for regression?"

Chen Xuan: "..."

After Qin Yang and Chen Xuan left, Shen Zhixing played a few games with Ji Ting.

Ji Ting didn't like playing games very much, so he stopped playing games with him after a few games, and played with his mobile phone alone with headphones on.

"What kind of confusing operation is this? Did they hit them with their feet?"

After another game ended, Shen Zhixing took off his earphones angrily, moved to Ji Ting's computer, and paused, "Hey, it's really good to play with your mobile phone in an Internet cafe."

Ji Ting took off an earphone, glanced at the computer in front of him that had been shut down for a long time, "Have you played enough? Let's go back."

"No, you play two more rounds with me." Shen Zhixing moved closer, "It's still interesting to play with you."

Ji Ting put the earphones back on, turned his head and ignored him, and showed his rejection with actions.

"Hey, don't be like this. It's a good thing that you don't have much fun here. Besides, do you come to the Internet cafe to listen to music on your mobile phone?"

Shen Zhixing raised his hand and took off Ji Ting's earphone again, "Come on, let me see what the song is, let's use the computer to listen to it anyway, otherwise it will be a waste."

After he finished speaking, he looked down at Ji Ting's phone, but his movements stopped suddenly.

Ji Ting didn't expect his hands to be so fast, he didn't have time to lock the screen, and he saw what was playing on the phone just like that.

It's not music, but a video, a video cut from a variety show.

The camera just gave a close-up of the subject. The boy's eyes were already a little red, but his eyes were extremely firm. He played the keyboard and watched the computer composing seriously.

Shen Zhixing looked at the screen and paused for a few seconds.

The person in the video looks a little younger than now, with a little flesh on his face, and looks a little more childish, but his facial features are the same as those around him.

After a while, he exhaled softly, and put the earphones in his hand on his ears, "This little brother is so handsome, I want to see it too."

Ji Ting was slightly taken aback, didn't say anything, and let him put on the earphones.

From the corner of the eye, he unconsciously glanced in his direction.

The video on the phone was still playing, and neither of them spoke.

This is actually a fan-edited video that Ji Ting accidentally came across while browsing Weibo.

BGM is a song written by Ji Ting, which is one of the few lyric songs he wrote.

There is no too strong rhythm, and there is no hardcore rap. The arrangement is a very gentle piano melody with guitar chords, and the lyrics are a bit sad.

The two watched the video quietly.

After the video was played, Shen Zhixing looked sideways at Ji Ting and showed a very shallow smile, without taking off the earphones, "This song is very nice, I want to listen to it again."

The two were already a little close to each other, but with his head turned like this, their faces were almost touching.

Shen Zhixing's smile was still the same as when he was in the mall just now, with a little gentleness, which was completely different from usual, and his voice was also a little low and gentle.

His eyes are black and bright, when he looks at Ji Ting seriously, it seems that there is some kind of attractive magic power.

Ji Ting didn't know what was going on with him, looking at the person in front of him, his heart suddenly calmed down.

Uncontrollably, he opened the music app and played the song just now for him.

That was the song he wrote last year after another draft.

The talent show was different from "eleven". It was a large-scale men's group project planned by a well-known domestic video company. More than 100 practice rooms competed, and [-] were selected to debut.

That time Ji Ting really tried his best and finally won No.1. However, the boy group that was favored by many people did not make a successful debut.

The video company failed to negotiate a contract with each trainee's entertainment company, and the group ended without a problem.

During that time, Ji Ting stayed in the studio alone until late after practicing every day.

In fact, not all of them were working, he just wanted to find something for himself to do, so that he would not think about those things.

The familiar prelude sounded in the earphones, and the lyrics that he had been familiar with for a long time rang in Ji Ting's ears.

A period of memory about this song was also brought back a little bit.

The chest hurts uncontrollably, and the eye sockets are also slightly sore.

Ji Ting raised his finger on the phone slightly, and the next second, it was held by the person next to him.

Shen Zhixing rubbed his fingers against his tiger's mouth, turned his head and looked at Ji Ting seriously, "If you still like music, go ahead and do it, it's really nice."

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