Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

As soon as Lin Yao's thoughts arose, the sound of Zhuming's piano became a magical sound.

After the scribbled and swift accent ended, the man turned around almost immediately and grabbed his wrist.

"I'm afraid of your hands." Zhu Ming let go of Lin Yao's hand, turned around to cover the keyboard, and tapped the cover with the index finger knuckles, which was so bright that it could reflect light, "Did you forget that in the hospital you almost Get rid of me?"

He saw Lin Yao raised his hand from the reflection on the wall of the piano, wanting to stay away from him like a conditioned reflex.

"..." Lin Yao supported his forehead and apologized, "It wasn't intentional."

He didn't expect that his actions would cause a psychological shadow to Zhu Ming who was ill, so he could only explain: "It wasn't intentional that day in the hospital, you grabbed it too hard, people didn't react at all, the conditioned reflex is..."

The body first smelled the danger signal, and before the brain confirmed the situation, it acted on its own.

The victim expressed pain, which almost overwhelmed his shattered body at the time.

"Lian Jiazi?" Zhu Ming was curious. He felt that Lin Yao had either practiced before, or worked hard for Director Jiang's new play.

Lin Yao looked at his palm and shook his head: "I was taught by my family when I was young, and I prefer to capture, but it's not for talent show, it's for self-defense."

"You still need to defend yourself, who can bully such a handsome handsome..." Zhu Ming choked, and suddenly realized, "It's not for yourself, is it?"

Lin Yao didn't deny it, looked at Zhu Ming's speculative eyes, and turned around: "I'm going back to the room to read the script first, you can play whatever you want."

Is it really for small ears?

Zhu Ming looked at Lin Yao's back and smiled: "Lin Yao."

Lin Yao, who was about to leave, stopped and rarely heard Zhu Ming call him by his full name in such a serious manner.

"The first blessing of the new year is for you, be happy!"

"..." Did he take the wrong medicine?

New Year's Eve is no different from normal insomnia for Candle Tea. They wake up until the early hours of the morning and only get up early in the morning. It is nothing more than a different day with special significance and a different place to sleep.

When I got up, the house was empty, and there was no dog, only the meat and vegetable dishes that Lin Yao left on the table were steaming.

There is also a car key on the dining table, presumably because he is afraid that he will be bored at home.

There are no unread messages on the phone, and there are no sticky notes at home. Lin Yao did not explain his itinerary at all.

Completely Lin Yao's style, if you don't waste your tongue, don't waste your tongue, and leave Zhu Ming, an adult, at home with extreme peace of mind.

The heart is really big, Zhu Ming sighed while enjoying the food, but he was not curious about what Lin Yao was going to do.Either go home to accompany his parents or go for a walk with the dog, or make a bold guess or go to see his pampered.

After clicking on the message from Ji Chengzhao last night, Zhu Ming's eyes fell on the hand-painted refrigerator stickers in the distance, and a hint of envy rose in his eyes.

I don't know what Liang Wan said to his father, but when he woke up, he saw his father reprimanding him for not staying at home to celebrate the new year. In his words, he was reprimanding him for his unfilial behavior. Makes him very sad.

Don't even think about it, Liang Wan must be talking about the old man again.

He didn't care what they said, after all, those people who coveted the old man's inheritance when he was still alive, knew the old man far better than their grandparents who had been together day and night for more than ten years.

It's just that Ji Chengzhao's degree of doting on his wife and level of ignorance have refreshed his cognition again. The corner of Zhu Ming's mouth was sarcastically drawn. Human nature is hard to change, just like when he decided to raise himself in Ji's family.

He didn't want to pay attention to the family's troubles. After dinner, he drove Lin Yao's car back to his home.

Zhu Ming collapsed on the sofa, stared at the ceiling in a daze, threw a few changes of clothes into the box, packed the equipment for writing songs, and drove back slowly.

Tired of ordering takeout, Lin Yao didn't want to stay here after a few meals.

I wanted to listen to music for a while on the road, so I pressed it, but my radio audio started to ring again!

A brake was stepped on, and the candle tea smoked in front of the traffic lights.

The car I drove today was a Mercedes-Benz, and the one he deleted the audio from was a Grand Cherokee. I didn’t expect him to back it up? !

Candle Tea slandered in her heart while deleting, I'll go to your uncle's Lin Yao!Are you a fan of Lao Tzu's brain?There is no one who has these audios, okay!

"Brother! Where's my brother Zhuming's recording!?"

Sitting on the co-pilot, Lin You quickly turned the song cut knob, sweating profusely in anxiety, and almost cried out.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, emperors have a tradition of visiting temple fairs, and the Lin family is no exception.A pair of sons and daughters were still out of town when they were born, and finally came back. The son has become a big star who can be recognized by people when he goes out. His enthusiasm can only be spent on his daughter.

Usually, the son only takes them to the destination in the car, and then waits for the father and daughter to come out in the car. Before they arrived today, the daughter lost her temper.

Lin Rujiang regarded the little padded jacket at home as much heavier than Lin Yao, and couldn't hear his little ears crying, so he immediately sullenly asked, "Ayao, where is my sister's audio? Where did you put it?"

Lin Yao almost immediately thought that this was a coquettish operation from his opponent, and instantly wanted to grab the ground with his head.

You can't say in front of your little ears, "It was your brother Zhuming who deleted it", right?

He hurriedly coaxed: "It's my brother's fault. I accidentally deleted it yesterday. I'll make a backup when I get back. Don't cry."

Lin You frowned: "Impossible, you definitely didn't do it."

Lin Yao frowned.

Lin Rujiang was in a fog: "Girl, how do you know?"

"Although my brother doesn't like brother Zhuming very much, he has never interfered with my interests." The great detective Lin You bit his lip and held his chin, "He hasn't touched my album for so many years, how could he delete my album?" Audio? Besides, if he wanted to delete his own car, he deleted it long ago, how could it be possible to delete it until yesterday? Dad, he is my own brother, does he know how I will react after deleting it? "

Lin You spoke clearly and logically, Lin Rujiang was convinced by his daughter's methodical analysis, and he looked at his son: "What's going on?"

Lin Yao didn't want to lie, but he didn't want to continue entangled with Little Ear on this topic, so he parked his car in the parking lot near the Ditan: "Here we are, let's go shopping first, we'll talk about it later."

Lin You turned his head and said to his father: "He is definitely changing the subject. I told you, my brother must be in a relationship, and it must be someone else's behavior!"

Lin Rujiang looked at his son's unchanging expression, withdrew his gossiping eyes, and coaxed his daughter dotingly: "Then what should I do, do you want your brother to confess the prisoner?"

Lin You opened the car door and was about to jump down: "It's not kind to disturb a marriage, I admit it."

What is marriage? !It's obviously a sinful fate!

Lin Yao looked at Xiao Er with a generous and self-righteous face, and vomited three liters of blood from his heart: "Get out of the car slowly, let Dad support you!"

After the father and daughter finished visiting the temple fair, the family went home and started making dumplings.Lin You hugged Amber and combed it, wondering who the mysterious lady who deleted the video was.And Lin Yao stuffed stuffing into the dough, tried his best to ignore the little girl's noise, and kept silent with the oolong curled up at his feet.

Just like this, I persisted in asking questions with my small ears, and finally survived the whole day.

Lin Yao felt like an underground party martyr who was tortured and interrogated in the 40s and [-]s. He gritted his teeth and refused to recruit. For a moment, he even wanted to ask Chen Qingquan if he had any high-quality anti-Japanese scripts that he could accept recently.

The heroic soldier Lin shed his blood to protect the perpetrator in his own home, and returned home with extra dumplings, while his protected object was writing a song leisurely.

As if seeing a huge class gap, blood is dripping with loyalty.

"I'm back!" Zhu Ming put down the computer and came out, "I want to ask you something..."

"I have something to ask you too."

The two were stunned at the same time, and said in unison.

"Why do you have my black history audio in any car?"

"Why did you delete my car audio?"

"..."

"..."

Lin Yao took a deep breath and took a long breath: "You deleted it again?"

"I...can't delete it?" Zhu Ming asked strangely, "If you hate me, you hate me. Is it comfortable to listen to my dark history when co-authoring?"

Lin Yao resisted the urge to roll his eyes at him, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "For you, that is black history, but it is the audio that Little Ear has treasured for 11 years."

After finishing speaking, he went back to the house with a flick of his sleeves, leaving Zhu Ming alone in place, motionless.

The oolong that was brought home stuck to Zhu Ming's feet again, rubbing lightly, as if to comfort her, and then followed Lin Yao tactfully.

Zhu Ming hesitated for a moment, glanced upstairs, picked up the equipment and went back to the guest bedroom.

This cold war started inexplicably, and his exhausted inspiration instantly dried up to the point where there was not a single drop left.Candle Tea irritatedly threw the computer on the bed, and sat directly on the ground.

He can understand Lin Yao's displeasure. If the things of the person he likes are deleted, he should be so angry that he should leave.

But what about him, even though he handled the audio without even saying hello, what he did was really wrong, but it was his own thing, didn't he even have the right to handle it?

Wait, the person Lin Yao likes treasures his audio, which means that the idol with small ears should be himself?

Zhu Ming suddenly realized that he finally knew the reason why Lin Yao always had a bad face towards him.

Candle Tea thought about it for a long time, and thought that she was indeed at a loss.It's really fresh... I'm afraid it's the only case in this world that I deleted my own stuff.

However, he figured it out, but he couldn't bear to apologize to Lin Yao.Just kidding, he hasn't bowed his head to Lin Yao for ten years, just because he wants to apologize to his woman, he doesn't want it.

Not only that, Lin Yao's way of getting angry also made him feel fresh - he didn't talk, didn't meet each other, and lived under the same roof, as if they had become roommates overnight.

For a whole week, he didn't see Lin Yao again.

The two have different work and rest habits. He never knows when Lin Yao gets up, but he only knows that the other party spends less and less time at home every day, so he can only judge the presence of others by the presence or absence of Oolong.

But the miracle is that he still has two meals a day. When he wakes up at noon, he can see the dishes prepared on the table or in the refrigerator. The trouser legs took him to dinner.

He still kept a car key, but he never dared to turn on the music playback system.

Bai Si's news was sent after he racked his brains and held back his thoughts for a while.

Bai Si is not cabbage: Brother, the year is almost over and I haven't seen you ask me for a meal. You agreed to invite me to dinner after the finale!

Do yourself a favor: Busy album, no time.

Bai Cai is not a cabbage: Ah... forgot that you are going to release an album this year.Let me just ask, is our previous collaboration song expected to be included?

Light up the wax for yourself: Don't even think about formal albums, you can have electronic albums.

Bai Si is not cabbage: how many songs are there?When are you going to post it?

Light up the wax for myself: One song is missing, it’s terrible, even writing ten motivations is not good, can you listen to it for me?

Bai Si is also from a boy group. Although he doesn't know how to compose and arrange music, he still has an appreciation for music. He hesitated for a long time after listening to the motivation from Zhu Ming, and said bluntly: Are you... in a bad mood? ?

Zhu Ming was stunned, and sent a question mark over

Bai Si replied to him: Your style of music has always been very distinctive, but this passage doesn't sound like you at all.

Motive is just a simple phrase or melody, but it is the starting point of creation and arrangement, and the core and axis around which all melodies will revolve.Composers know that good and clear motivation is the foundation of melody and theme, and can even directly determine the success of a song.

Some people mechanically searched for motives, and even used programming algorithms to repair and process, and finally got an arrangement above the passing line.

But Zhuming is far from this level. Every song and every motivation of him comes from his inner exploration and thinking.

It's not easy for Bai Cai to ask directly, but just said: "If you are too tired, or if you don't feel well, take a rest. Don't push yourself too hard."

Zhu Ming was awakened by a word, and fell into deep thought.

He knew where the source of the depression in his heart was, but he didn't expect that his unhappiness with Lin Yao would directly affect his creation.

He thanked Bai Si, made an appointment for dinner with him, put down his phone and paced back and forth in the room, thinking about how to reconcile with Lin Yao.

Suddenly, Oolong's excited cry came from downstairs, it seemed that Lin Yao came back early.

Zhu Ming has always been unwilling to procrastinate, and would not stop doing anything, so she mustered up the courage to rush out of the room, wanting to quickly get rid of the troubles and depression that had been lingering in her heart for so long.

Isn't it just an apology? Isn't that what he apologized for!Anyway, he still has the original here, so if he wants it, he can pass it on to him!

With such a mood in mind, Zhu Ming strode down the stairs, walked quickly through the living room towards the entrance.

He saw that the oolong didn't rush towards its master as usual, but wailed twice and turned around to walk in.

Zhu Ming was a little surprised by this abnormal behavior, he slowed down and walked forward, stretching his neck to look at the entrance while walking.

"Da da da."

The sound of something hitting the floor sounded rhythmically, and then he saw light white lace showing by the wall.

Walking over cautiously, Zhu Ming froze in place the moment she saw someone coming. A girl was wearing a cake-like dress and a soft fur coat, leaning against the door and slowly changing her shoes.

A cane stood by the door.

Soon, the girl raised her head, picked up the cane and leaned forward, looked sideways in his direction, and said softly, "So you live here, no wonder he refuses me to come and live these days."

Zhu Ming was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to find her voice: "Are you a little ear?"

"You..." Lin You was about to laugh at his elder brother Jinwu Zangjiao, when he heard Zhuming's voice, he suddenly froze.

bang-

The cane fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Is it... Brother Zhuming?"

Candle Tea heard his heart beating fast, and his fingertips trembled a little. The girl Tingting, who was as clear as glass, stood there, squatting down and groping on the ground with difficulty. cane and handed it to the girl.

He never thought that Lin Yao's spoiled little ears were a blind girl.

The author has something to say: Lin You: The one who lives at my brother's house is his girlfriend, right?

Candle Tea: Isn't this girl here is the mysterious girlfriend of the other party!

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The fan girl finally met her idol.