How's your day

Cheng Fei and Song Yu started a cold war tacitly, and they didn't contact each other.

Cheng Fei was relieved, anyway, he has been very busy recently, so it doesn't matter whether he is cold or not.

"Yes, it doesn't matter." Cheng Fei thought to himself while rushing to the paper, "I don't care at all."

He tapped the keyboard vigorously, letting go of the keyboard seemed to have a blood feud with him, "If you don't come to me, don't think about it, I will take the initiative to find you, don't even think about it!"

"What are you muttering about?" Skinny Monkey walked behind him and threw a pack of Want Want Senbei on his table, "Come and have a Senbei and rest, I see you have been fighting for a long time."

"I won't eat!" Cheng Fei roared angrily.

"Fuck!" The thin monkey was startled by his sudden anger, and the senbei in his hand was knocked to the ground, "What's wrong, I ate you?"

Cheng Fei pursed his lips, focused and stubbornly looked at the computer screen, and tapped his hands quickly.

The thin monkey patted his chest with lingering fear, and shook his head, "This kid is crazy, there is no way out."

Song Yu's life is not easy here, but it's not because of Cheng Fei, but because of the company's mess.

Since he drank that big glass of wine desperately last time, it stands to reason that the album issue should be resolved, but the name issue was resolved, except that every time he met that Mr. Li, he would stare at him severely. At a glance, only Chen Chen's name was properly listed in the column of composer and arranger on the album.

But Xie Shu ran over today and told them that the album had been postponed again.

"Again?" Song Yu was going crazy, why is it so hard to release an album.

Tougher than going to the fucking moon.

"What's the reason again this time?" Yu Yao also had a headache, and he couldn't love him at all.

He had been happy for only two days after the name matter was settled, when the unlucky Xie Shu found him again.

Xie Shu may also have a guilty conscience, and his words are no longer as confident as before, "This, because from the perspective of the company..."

"Don't talk about those nonsense." Jiang Yulei interrupted his nonsense, "Just tell me the reason."

Xie Shu gave a dry laugh, "Actually, I just received a notice saying that your album is temporarily suspended, and the specific reason is not detailed."

"I see, it's just trying to trick us on purpose. It seems that what happened to Mr. Li before was not an accident, but premeditated, right?" Yu Yao jumped off the table where he was sitting, walked up to Xie Shu, and said in a tone Expressing displeasure, "If you don't want us to release an album, just tell me, what are you doing so hard for?"

"No, the company spent a lot of money to sign you back then. It was definitely not to punish you, but to train you well." Xie Shu tried to calm their emotions, "The reason for this time is not clear yet, I will find out. Then solve it as soon as possible, and try not to delay the release of our album."

"Okay." Song Yu said calmly, "Tell the people in your company, whether it is Mr. Zhang or Mr. Chen, we will not release this album."

He was so tortured that he didn't even have the desire to lose his temper.

Now I just want to throw all this mess aside, out of sight and out of sight.

love whoever.

Anyway, he doesn't wait.

fuck it.

Cheng Fei was halfway through writing his thesis when the computer screen suddenly went black.

He patted the thin and flimsy notebook under his hands, and said in an irritable tone, "Why did it suddenly shut down?" He pressed the power button a few times, but the computer didn't respond, and the screen remained black.

"Crap!" Cheng Fei finally couldn't help but swear, and slammed the mouse on the table.

It's really unpleasant things come one after another, and no one wants to miss it.

The thin monkey took a glance at Cheng Fei, who was exuding the smell of sex all over his body, got up and walked slowly behind him, and said lightly, "Is it not plugged in?"

Cheng Fei pointed to the place where the laptop was plugged in, and the wires were plugged in properly, "Are you blind?"

"I'll say next." The thin monkey stretched out his small hand and pointed to the lonely charging cable on the ground. Obviously, it failed to meet its good friend socket.

Cheng Fei looked down, cursed inwardly, bent down to plug in the power supply with a sullen face, and then pressed the power button, and it turned on smoothly this time.

The thin monkey sighed, and said troublesomely, "I really can't save you."

Don't look at Yu Yao who was so stubborn in front of Xie Shu just now, with an arrogant appearance that he could rush up to beat someone with just one more word, but when Xie Shu left, he immediately said to Song Yu with a mournful face, "What should I do, Brother Song."

Song Yu looked at him speechless.

He always knew that Yu Yao's dream since childhood was to be a star.

A few years ago, Yu Yao was very cute. At that time, he was still a pure and pure child, his facial features were not yet opened, his cheeks were still bulging with baby fat, and he stared at people with silly eyes all day long. Who said anything? He believes it all.

Tell everyone I meet that I will be a star in the future, my mother said that I will definitely be popular when I debut in the future.

It doesn't bother me to say it over and over again.

At that time, many people saw that he was funny, so they liked to tease him. Come on, future big star, sign me up, and I can sell it for money when you become popular in the future.

Every time at this time, Yu Yao would happily run to sign for them, signing very seriously, every stroke.

They found him funny, so they teased him, saying that your signature is too ugly, you can’t be a star, and you can’t sing or dance, what can you do when you debut, can you play bass on stage?

But every time Yu Yao is teased, he will take it seriously, and cry when teased hard, and then he finds Song Yu with tears in his big eyes, saying that Brother Song and the others are bullying me again.

I don't know how such a simple and innocent child grew into such a firecracker.

Song Yu has no particular enthusiasm for singing. He chose to form a band as the lead singer because he only knows how to sing and nothing else. If he doesn't sing in residence, he may not be able to support himself.

But Yu Yao is different, he is very serious about the band.

It may be because I know that the hope of debut is slim, so I care more about their small band.

So when he learned that a company wanted to sign them, he was also the happiest.

Because this is one step away from his dream.

Song Yu was also happy for him, and he was also happy seeing Yu Yao excited.

But now that the album will not be released, it is also from his mouth.

"My day!" Cheng Fei swears again.

This time it was not because of anything else, but because he felt that his phone was broken, "What a broken phone!"

He threw his phone on the table with a bored expression, and at the same time he didn't forget to curse: "Trash."

The thin monkey stuck out its head from the side and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Can't receive messages." Cheng Fei thought for a while, then added, "Can't make calls either."

"Would you like me to call you to try?" Skinny Monkey picked up his cell phone.

"No need." Cheng Fei resolutely refused.

The thin monkey looked at him suspiciously, "Then how do you know you can't get through the phone?"

"I just can't get in." Cheng Fei said confidently.

The thin monkey looked at him speechlessly, and said after a while, "Is it too much pressure? Shall I tell my cousin not to recommend you to his classmates?"

Before Cheng Fei could speak, the phone that was ruthlessly thrown on the table rang suddenly, and Cheng Fei quickly reached out to pick up the phone.

Thin monkey: "..."

What if you can't make a phone call?

Cheng Fei looked at the string of out-of-town numbers on the screen that were obviously advertising sales calls, paused for a moment, and took the chance to answer.

"Hi, I'm from the Ministry of Public Security..."

A string of plastic Mandarin rang from an unknown place, and Cheng Fei hung up the phone expressionlessly, threw the phone on the table again, and said firmly:

"This phone must be broken."

Song Niao seems to have disappeared recently, never bothering Cheng Fei anymore, even the daily harassing phone calls stopped ringing.

Cheng Fei thought with his feet and knew that Song Yu must have done something.

He wanted to call Song Yu and ask if he had compromised with Song Yu again.But he held the mobile phone, hesitated again and again, and still didn't make a call.

He is still brooding over what Song Yu said that day.

What are you, why do you help me presumptuously.

When I heard it now, I was more angry and puzzled, but now after thinking about it for a few days, the anger is gone, and the rest is full of sadness.

Sometimes when lying on the bed in the middle of the night, he would suddenly think of this sentence, and he could still hear Song Yu's voice in his ears, which would make him suddenly feel sad.

The mood instantly went down to the bottom.

He never thought that the original sentence would be so lethal.

Two days later, when the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived, Cheng Fei and Lin Xuan went home and had a meal together. After taking a shower at night, he suddenly remembered that he and Song Yu met at this time last year.

Time flies, they have known each other for a year.

After realizing this suddenly, his heart softened.

Why are you arguing, what are you fighting, are you childish, he thought to himself.

Song Yu's temper is always like that, it's not like you don't know, what's the truth with him?And the words of anger are not accurate, maybe he doesn't remember what he said at that time now, so it's interesting for you to care about being angry here.

And think about it differently, if Song Yu was hiding it from you, wouldn't you be angry?

...It seems not.

If you are not angry, does Song Yu have no right to be angry?Originally, it was you who meddled in other people's private affairs first, and just listened to you when they scolded you.

Why do you have to fight so violently, get angry, and have a cold war?

waste time.

What's wrong with having this time, why do you have to use it to quarrel.

Cheng Fei stood in front of the bed, sighed deeply with all his strength, and compromised with himself once again.