Master Jin is as sweet as honey

"En, good. Sure, is it eight o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow? I'll be there on time." Bai Shuning hung up the phone, his mind blank.

Huang Zhengming, who was sitting next to him, touched his shoulder excitedly, and asked in surprise, "Has the company arranged a job for you?"

Rubbing the screen of the phone with his fingers, there was an almost undetectable temperature emitted by the phone call just now, Bai Shuning realized that the phone call just received was not his hallucination.

"Yes." He nodded and said, "It's an online variety show that needs temporary guests. There are two episodes in total."

"Great, ten years, your persistence has finally paid off."

Xuezang has been in the snow for ten years, neither sooner nor later, but after being adopted, a job suddenly falls on her head.Bai Shuning is not stupid, and he knew it was Zheng Jian's handwriting at a guess.

Looking at his good friend for more than ten years, Bai Shuning chose to remain silent.It is not honorable to get a job in exchange for being fostered. If Huang Zhengming knew that it was a job he got in exchange for selling himself, he would definitely be scolded to death.

Not noticing Bai Shuning's anomaly, Huang Zhengming kept congratulating him, and even imagined in a better direction: "Maybe you are about to turn around, this is an opportunity, you have to seize it. Don't look down on online variety shows." Ah, there are no fewer people watching the Internet than watching TV, maybe after two episodes of the show, you will become a hit and catch up with that heartless boy Lan Yan."

Bai Shuning smiled slightly: "I entrust you with a good word."

12 years ago, Bai Shuning, Huang Zhengming and Lan Yan formed the rainbow group and debuted together. With their first single "rainbow", they occupied No.1 in the major music charts. It can be said that they are so popular.

The three teenagers are not only good-looking and good at singing, even all the lyrics and music in the album are written by themselves, which fully deserves the double title of powerful group and idol group.Especially Bai Shuning, he is the most talented of the three, and all the lyrics and music of "rainbow" came from him.Many of the well-known songs on the subsequent three albums were also created by him during countless sleepless nights.

But it happened to be such a group that was in the popular period. Two years later, because of an incident, they accidentally offended someone who couldn't afford it, and they disappeared since then.When it appeared in front of the audience again, rainbow no longer existed, only Lan Yan, who was flying solo, continued to be popular.

The days of being hidden in the snow were extremely difficult. Huang Zhengming endured it for more than half a year. He couldn't bear the pain, so he took Bai Shuning to a joint store to make a living.Bai Shuning has his own dreams, and he is reluctant to leave the entertainment industry. While relying on the income from the store to make ends meet, he is still creating non-stop.

Not in front of the stage, but also behind the scenes, but his songs were denied time and time again, and those who recognized him wanted him to be a gunman.The entertainment industry is a place where you step on the low and praise the high. Now that you have been hidden, what's the use of being talented?It is better to add other people's names to benefit others.

Her own songs are like her own children, Bai Shuning absolutely can't do something like putting someone else's name on her own children.He has his own backbone, and he would rather grit his teeth and persist than compromise.

But what is the use of this persistence?

Bai Shuning spent countless nights in confusion, day after day, year after year.Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, but he has been doing nothing.

Until Jiang Sheng approached him and told him: "Do you want to be popular? I can help you."

There is no free lunch in the world, Bai Shuning insisted on it for ten years, when Jiang Sheng asked this sentence, his heart was slightly shaken.

"My friend likes you very much, don't worry, he is very nice, handsome, generous, and will never treat you badly." Jiang Sheng smiled and threw an olive branch at him, "I love to see his photos, look After that, you will definitely agree."

Before he could say the words of refusal, Jiang Sheng had already placed Zheng Jian's photo in front of his eyes.

Bai Shuning stared at the smile on the photo in astonishment, and his thoughts were pulled back to more than a year ago.

It was midnight, Huang Zhengming had something to go to other places, and asked him to help look after the store.There were not many customers in the store that day, and there were almost no customers after nine o'clock.After greeting a few guys, Bai Shuning sat in a corner with his guitar in his arms to compose.

When it was time to get off work, the clerks bid farewell to Bai Shuning one by one. Bai Shuning, who was struggling with the notation of this short piece of music, answered absently. draw.

After an unknown amount of time, a clear voice came from above.

"Hello, is it still open?"

Bai Shuning hugged the guitar and looked up along the sneakers that suddenly appeared under his eyelids.Zheng Jian stood in front of him, some tears were faintly visible on his face: "I've been looking for it for a long time, but your house is still open."

Bai Shuning, who was in the bottleneck stage, put down the guitar: "It's already off work."

Zheng Jian cried out in disappointment: "Ah? Forget it, I'll look for it again." The moment he turned around, his stomach made a protesting sound. Zheng Jian pressed his stomach and said to himself, "Ahhh Ah, I'm starving to death, don't yell, don't yell."

Midnight, tears, hunger.

Combining the three keywords together, Bai Shuning looked at Zheng Jian's thin back, and his heart softened. When he realized it, he had already opened his mouth to stop Zheng Jian: "The chef is off work. If you don't mind, I can do it." I'll give you something to eat."

"Really? That's great." Zheng Jian immediately turned his head and ran to Bai Shuning.

Bai Shuning remembered that there were dumplings he made last time in the refrigerator, so he asked Zheng Jian to wait in front for a while, and he went to the back to cook the dumplings.

Just boil the water for dumplings twice, which is very convenient.Bai Shuning was holding a tray with two bowls of dumplings in it. When he came out, he heard the sound of a guitar. It was Zheng Jian playing, which was a half-composed piece of music.

Zheng Jian stood up, put down the guitar and laughed: "The phone is out of battery, it's so boring to wait, I played your guitar, don't you mind?"

"It's okay, come and eat." Bai Shuning put the dumplings on the next table, each with a bowl of dumplings and a small saucer of vinegar.

"Dumplings!" Zheng Jian flew over like a big dog seeing meat and bones, and he didn't even care about burning them. He rolled them in the vinegar dish and put them in his mouth.

The dumplings just out of the pan are cold on the outside, but still hot on the inside.Zheng Jian took a bite of a dumpling, and when he bit it open, the hot soup spurted out, making him gasp for breath: "Hiss, good, delicious!"

Even so, he still didn't have a long memory, like a starved ghost reincarnated, he swallowed one dumpling while blowing, his cheeks were bulging, and he wanted to stuff a third dumpling in.

Bai Shuning had never felt that the dumplings he made were so delicious. Seeing his posture, even the dumplings in his bowl became more delicious.

Zheng Jian didn't care how full he was after eating, but Bai Shuning filled him with the remaining seven or eight in the pot, but it was still not enough.

It's a pity that all the dumplings in the refrigerator are here, and Zheng Jian didn't want to eat, so he took out his wallet and prepared to pay.

Dumplings are not a dish in the store, and it is not business hours now.Bai Shuning pushed away the money he handed over: "No need, I'll buy you something to eat."

"Then let me play a song for you."

"Okay."

There was still less than half a bowl of dumplings left in Bai Shuning's bowl. Zheng Jian sat opposite him, holding the guitar while playing, watching Bai Shuning chew slowly.

The scent got into his nose, Zheng Jian's attention was all on the dumplings, he played a piece of music intermittently, always forgetting the score.

Bai Shuning glanced at him a few times, and seeing him swallowing his saliva, he felt amused.

Later, Zheng Jian simply stopped playing this piece, and played it according to Bai Shuning's song, and even called it: "Such a beautiful piece, I want to be the first person to play him."

Maybe it was just a nice word casually, but it gave Bai Shuning great satisfaction.

The melodious melody sounded and echoed in the restaurant.When the guitar sound stopped at the unfinished part, Bai Shuning had already eaten the last dumpling.

"Thank you for your appreciation." Zheng Jian raised the corner of his mouth, and the tear stains that existed before entering the door were very obvious under the light.

Probably because the atmosphere is good, and it is easy to make people sentimental at night.Bai Shuning recalled that he was depressed and hopeless, and wondered whether the young man in front of him was the same as himself.He asked, "Why are you crying?"

Zheng Jian looked at him inexplicably.

Bai Shuning pointed to the skin under his eyes: "There are tears there."

"Ah?" Zheng Jian cried out in amazement, and hastily rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand, which turned red after a while, "I watched a movie before I came here, it was so miserable, I couldn't help crying."

"Pfft." Bai Shuning laughed out loud on the spot. He thought of thousands of reasons, but never expected that it would be this answer.The gloom accumulated during these years of dreaming back at midnight melted away little by little under the embarrassment and shyness of the young man's expression, and his chest suddenly became bright.

Zheng Jian covered his face in embarrassment, and stood up abruptly: "It's getting late, I'm leaving first, thank you for the hospitality, the dumplings are delicious, and the tune is also super nice."

The young man ran away in a hurry, Bai Shuning had a flash of inspiration, picked up Jixiang and plucked the strings. The place where the owner was stuck suddenly became clear, and the single tones formed a perfect tune, like a narrow road suddenly widening. The vehicle resumed unimpeded.

Bai Shuning picked up the pen and quickly wrote it down on the paper.After finishing all the writing, he put down the pen in his hand and relaxed his tense nerves. Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, which startled him and almost dropped the guitar in his hand to the ground.

Looking sideways, there was an enlarged face on the floor-to-ceiling window. Zheng Jian was lying on the window, grinning with his teeth bared. The smile was so bright, so gloating, so...full of evil.

"Scared, hahahaha." Zheng Jian laughed loudly, talking to the person on the opposite side at the top of his voice, as if he might not hear him.

Bai Shuning, who had made a false alarm, was angry and funny, and waved his fist at the people outside through the glass.

Zheng Jian was not threatened at all, and shouted through the glass: "The song behind is also very good, come on." After finishing speaking, he ran away.

So when Jiang Sheng took out Zheng Jian's photo and said that this person liked him very much, Bai Shuning unrealistically thought that this person never forgot about him, so he came to him.As for him, it was a little embarrassing to say that on that night, he who was in a low mood was really warmed by Zheng Jian's big smile. Except for the two of them, there was no third person who had never heard of the songs he created that night. Including his best friend Huang Zhengming, who talks about everything.