After a night of violent handsome in the fat house

Mingxiangju is located in the center of the commercial district where every inch of land is precious.

On the second floor of the tea house, inside a vermilion relief screen to the west, a young man in a white thick knitted sweater is drinking tea.

He was wearing a pair of brown round-frame thin-rim glasses that are popular nowadays. He has fair complexion, a high nose bridge, and a touch of alienation in his dark eyes.

He is a frequent visitor of Mingxiangju.

As the gold medal composer of Yincheng Entertainment, he has always been proud of his talent. The whole company only has friendship with Lu Yu, and he has his own private seat in Mingxiangju.

Every Tuesday at noon is his usual day to drink tea.

There is a laptop in front of him, and he is listening to a song with headphones.

This song is the theme song of an idol drama invested by Yincheng this year, and the singer has not yet been finalized.But because it is a song that I wrote personally, it is highly anticipated before it goes online.

The faint scent of bitter tea wafted in the air, and he took off his earphones a little tiredly, and ate a pastry.

Suddenly, he heard the door on the second floor being pushed open.At the same time, the surrounding customers fell silent in unison.

Being blocked by the screen, he couldn't see the situation outside, so he didn't think much about it.

After a while, it seemed that two boys were approaching, sitting behind the seat.

The voices of these two boys are very nice, one of them is a little deep, and the other is much clearer.

The waiter walked up to the two of them, not knowing why, and kept silent.

"I want shrimp dumplings, glutinous rice chicken, water chestnut cake, mango pancake..." said the clear male voice, the voice seemed a little excited, "and egg pudding and barbecued pork buns!"

The deep male voice was extremely surprised: "Shi Yu, the two of us can't eat so much!"

"Ah?" Jian Shiyu was stunned for a moment, his cheeks flushed immediately, and he said awkwardly, "I, for my own sake..."

An Haoran's eyes widened, "No way, can you eat so much?!"

Counting the words that Jian Shiyu heard when he was humiliated by others since he was a child, "really edible" and "like a pig" are among the most frequently seen.

Although he has been reborn now, his appetite is still the same as before.

In fact, his roommates Zhang Yan and Qu Fan asked him more than once in the cafeteria: "Can you really eat?"

Hearing what An Haoran said, Jian Shiyu lowered his eyes in inferiority, and said somewhat cautiously: "I, I have eaten a lot since I was a child, so, that's why I have always been fat..."

He thought with some regret that he would have ordered fewer dishes.

Under some rustic black-rimmed glasses, the young man's slender eyelashes drooped, and his beautiful eyes carried an inferiority complex that shouldn't belong to him.

An Haoran froze for a moment.He had always felt that Jian Shiyu was a person with low self-esteem, but he didn't expect that it was because of his appetite.

"It's okay." An Haoran comforted in a panic, "You're not fat at all, really, you should eat more."

Seeing Jian Shiyu's sullen look, An Haoran wished he could slap his mouth and ask himself why he had nothing to do to ask such questions.

Hearing the conversation between the two, he took a sip of tea calmly, and the mist of the tea condensed into a thin mist on his round glasses, which disappeared in a flash.

I thought to myself, the one with the clear voice should be a big fat man, and the other one is telling white lies to comfort him.

In order to make Jian Shiyu happy, An Haoran also ordered a lot when ordering.

The waitress finally recovered from the shock of the beautiful boy's appearance, and was stunned by the long list of dishes, and it took a lot of effort to write down every single one.She took a closer look and found that the menu was almost ticked off.

After ordering, An Haoran suddenly received a call from his agent, asking him if he wanted to renew his contract, and he said that he had agreed to renew his contract.

Then the agent told him that the song "Youth" was going to be sold to a newcomer.

An Haoran became a little excited, "I don't want to sell that song, and I don't even give you the manuscript, why did I decide to sell it?!"

But the manager immediately brought out his mother to pressure him, telling him that this song can sell a lot of money and can solve his urgent needs.

He gradually calmed down, and faced this plundering transaction in silence.

After An Haoran hung up the phone, Jian Shiyu was frightened by his expression, and asked cautiously, "Are you okay?"

A trace of sadness flashed across An Haoran's eyes, he shook his head, showing a forced smile: "It's okay."

Speaking of this song, Jian Shiyu was the inspiration for him.At this moment, the boy was right in front of him, but he was unable to protect the song called "Youth".

Or maybe, giving it to others to sing is the best choice.

"After going back to the Sangyu Lake that day, I heard from my roommate that you are the anchor of Yincheng Entertainment."

Jian Shiyu looked at An Haoran's lonely eyes, and tried to comfort him, "It must be difficult to do your job, you have to face so many people every day..."

In Jian Shiyu's eyes, anchors and celebrities are both very attractive professions, and they are an existence that is beyond reach in his life.

The person on the side originally planned to put on the earphones and continue making music, but he didn't expect to hear the word "Yincheng" from the fat man's mouth, so he couldn't help but put down the earphones and listened to the conversation between the two with interest.

An Haoran laughed at himself, "I don't have many fans, and I don't show my face every day in the live broadcast. I occasionally write and sing songs for them to listen to. However, all the songs that were better written were taken away by the company. Good for singing."

"How come?" Jian Shiyu widened his eyes slightly in surprise, "I heard you sing that day, it was very nice."

The boy's voice was very sincere, without any elements of flattery, which made An Haoran slightly startled.

Immediately, he looked at Jian Shiyu gratefully, and said to him, "Thank you, Shiyu."

Then he lowered his head and sighed, "They think I'm not suitable for singing, not because I can't sing, but because... I'm ugly."

For Jian Shiyu, who grew up from a clown, An Haoran's appearance was already above average.

In other words, he never felt that anyone in the world was uglier than himself.

Jian Shiyu looked into An Haoran's eyes and said seriously: "Haoran, you are not ugly at all, especially when you sing, you are very attractive."

No one knows better than Jian Shiyu how painful it is to suffer injustice because of his appearance.Therefore, he hoped that An Haoran would cheer up quickly.

These words from the heart made An Haoran stunned.

He has never been praised for his good looks in his life, let alone the other party is a beautiful boy.

"Shi Yu, thank you for comforting me so much." An Haoran's cheeks were a little hot, and he didn't dare to look directly into those beautiful eyes, "But a person like me is really not suitable to be a singer. Yincheng asked me to go behind the scenes It might be a good choice to write songs for newcomers.”

Even so, his voice became softer and softer.

Hearing this, he was not surprised at all.

He is Lu Yu's friend and knows this guy's style very well.

Lu Yu has always been very picky about the looks and abilities of artists, otherwise Yincheng would not be where he is today.

"That's it..." Jian Shiyu followed his words, "It's pretty good. The songs you wrote are very nice, and you will definitely become a gold medal composer in the future and become popular in the entertainment circle."

Hearing this, An Haoran laughed at himself, "It's still far away."

The movement of drinking tea stopped.

He was actually aroused, and wanted to hear the level of songs written by this guy.

Just when his curiosity was aroused, Jian Shiyu on the side suddenly said: "If the song "Youth" you sang live is released, I will definitely go to help make the list."

An Haoran was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly asked in surprise, "You still remember the title of the song?"

"correct."

Jian Shiyu raised the corners of his lips, recalled the melody in his mind, and hummed softly unconsciously:

"I want to chase the sun, and I want to hold you in my chest."

"In confusion, you gave me starlight, can I be your side..."

The young man just hummed a few words softly, his voice was like a clear spring, with a touch of sweetness in the clearness, obviously he had no skills, but he was able to catch the ears of others all at once.

Jian Shiyu has never learned vocal music. Before getting the bracelet, his voice was the only redeeming feature of his whole body, but he only sang in the karaoke software, and deleted it after singing.

In the score given to him by the Pococoon app, his voice quality even reached an "S", surpassing the "A" for appearance and figure.

"Is that how it was sung?" Jian Shiyu looked up at An Haoran, but saw a pair of shocked eyes.

An Haoran was stunned for a while, and suddenly said to Jian Shiyu excitedly: "Have you ever thought about entering the entertainment industry?"

"I haven't thought about it." Jian Shiyu replied honestly.

Although he has changed his appearance now, he is very clear that he is a boring and incompetent person, "How can I enter the entertainment industry, and no one will like me."

The one on the side recovered from the boy's voice, and after hearing this sentence, he thought sympathetically: It seems that he is a fat man with a good voice, and his friend is really a brother in need.

It's just a pity for such a good voice.

Seeing An Haoran's expression of disbelief, Jian Shiyu added: "I will definitely not enter the entertainment circle, even if I move bricks in the future, I will never enter the entertainment circle."

Then he said: "Besides, the entertainment company is so mercenary, there is so much pressure, look at your Yincheng company, the president is definitely not a good person..."

An Haoran kept nodding in agreement.

It's good that such a beautiful boy is not polluted by the entertainment industry.

Also nod.Lu Yu is indeed not a good person.

At this moment, the person who had been listening to the wall suddenly received a call. The assistant told him that there would be a meeting that he needed to attend in person, and President Lu would also be there.

He packed up his things in a hurry, and when he left, he was a little anxious and accidentally knocked over the screen.

Surprised, he held the computer bag in his left hand and the jacket in his right hand, and he didn't have time to help the falling screen.

However, the expected sound did not come.

A pair of good-looking hands appeared out of nowhere, and at the moment when the screen was about to hit the ground, they firmly supported the screen.

After the modification of the wristband on his body, coupled with the continuous exercise during this period of time, Jian Shiyu's reaction speed was several times faster than before.

The scene of the screen falling rapidly seemed to him to be in slow motion.

Jian Shiyu straightened the screen, looked at the handsome man beside him, and asked with a little concern: "Are you okay?"

This voice is exactly the same as the voice of "Fatty" heard just now.

After recovering from the shock, he was about to thank the "fat man", but he held his breath when he saw his face.

The boy was so close that he could smell the lemon-flavored body wash on his body, and could see his plump lower lip and two white collarbones under his sports T-shirt.

In an instant, my heart beat as loud as a drum.