are you a cat

Toxic completely gained popularity through the program "In the Name of the Band". After the competition, the overall workload of the band members has almost doubled several times compared to before.

Especially when the show just ended, I took advantage of the popularity and received many invitations for business endorsement live interviews and variety shows.

Among them, Xu Yuxing had the most job invitations.

So much so that Shao Fan couldn't help casting envious glances at him.

But Xu Yuxing didn't have the idea of ​​completely developing into the entertainment industry, except for his own job in the band, he would turn down everything he could.

Even so, the band work alone was enough to keep him busy.

Even when he managed to find time to attend the Xu family's family reunion, he would answer the phone from time to time.

Xu's father blew his nose and stared: "It's hard for the whole family to have a meal together, why can't you put your phone away?"

Just as Xu Yuxing came back after answering the call, he put the phone on the side of the dining table, raised his eyebrows at his old man and said, "Why, you can't see others fighting for their careers after you retire?"

Xu Yuxing's family is in the import and export business of medical equipment. A few years ago, Xu's father was in poor health, so he gradually handed over all the work to Xu Anxia and Xu's mother, and became the only idler in the family.

Mother Xu and Xu Anxia went abroad to discuss projects this time, and they haven't been home for almost half a month.

Xu Yuxing ran on his father to add fuel to the fire: "Do you want me to buy a kitten and puppy to accompany you at home to relieve your boredom?"

Father Xu snorted heavily: "No, I have plenty of things to do."

Xu Yuxing looked at the dishes on the table, and picked up the chopsticks to taste under Xu's father's sneaky eyes.

"Not bad." Xu Yuxing nodded while eating.

Xu's father couldn't hide the pride on his face: "That's why your father and I are not better than you."

For the sake of the poor old people left behind, it was rare for Xu Yuxing not to hate Xu's father.

Apart from the father and son, Xu Yuxing's second uncle and his family were at the dining table.

Yu Ning has a sweet mouth, this one is delicious and that one is also delicious, and Xu's father can't even close his mouth.

Ding dong.

A new message pops up, lighting up the phone screen.

Xu Yuxing put down the soup bowl, and just as he was going to get his phone, he heard Yu Xin's voice next to him: "Your desktop...is it Chenchen?"

Yechen on the table is wearing a cat ear headband, and a transparent hydrogen balloon full of cartoon glitter is tied to his wrist. He is sandwiched between two paired dolls, looking at the camera with a displeased face.

This photo was taken when Xu Yuxing and Yechen went to the playground.

No matter whether it is wearing cat ears, wearing balloons or taking pictures with dolls, Yechen is not happy, so there is no smile in his eyes when he looks at the camera, and his face is as cold as ice is about to fall.

But among all the photos, Xu Yuxing liked this one the most.

He just likes to see Ye Chen's mouth is unwilling to be physically but very honest.

The child is very arrogant and cute.

"Well, I took it when I took him to the playground when I went to see him in the capital." Xu Yuxing didn't hide anything, and he unlocked his phone to reply to the message.

"I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship."

Every year Yu Xin would ask Ye Chen to go out with them, but Ye Chen never agreed once.

There was a bit of jealousy in her words, a bit disappointed and a bit complaining.

There is also a point.

Xu Yuxing glanced at her lightly: "Children are painful."

Yu Xin frowned slightly: "You and Chen Chen..."

Before she finished speaking, Xu Yuxing had already wiped his mouth and stood up: "I'm sorry, sister Xin, I have to pick up Xiaochen's cram school after school."

Yu Xin: "Do you often pick him up from school?"

Yuning jumped off the dining chair and hugged his legs: "Brother, where are you going?"

Xu Yuxing patted his head with a smile, but did not answer Yu Xin's question, took his coat and said to others: "Dad, second uncle, I'm leaving first."

Yu Xin looked at Xu Yuxing's back, and felt uneasy when he saw Yechen on TV during the final.

The cram school ends at 10:30, and classes start at nine o'clock in the morning. The schedule is not a little easier than the training camp.

Yechen has finished all the school exams, and now he just needs to concentrate on preparing for the college entrance exam in June.

After getting in the car, Yechen was still reviewing. Xu Yuxing took advantage of the gap between the traffic lights and half leaned forward to press the test paper on Yechen's lap: "It's not good for your eyes, don't read it in the car."

Even with the lights on, the light is a little dim, and there are always some bumps in the car.

Yechen pushed his hand away: "Wait until I finish this question."

In the last month of sprinting, he still has a lot of questions to answer.

Xu Yuxing had nothing to do with him. After crossing the intersection, he turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road.

He turned on the roof lights to the brightest: "We'll go back after you finish writing this question."

Yechen concentrated on answering the questions and didn't respond to him. Xu Yuxing didn't bother him either. The car was quiet, and the only sound he could hear was the slight sound of the pen tip scratching the test paper.

There is a shopping mall on the street, the light projection on the billboard is printed on the square, and the music fountain is colorful.

Xu Yuxing looked around aimlessly, turned around when he heard the movement, and Yechen opened his schoolbag and stuffed the test paper and pen into it.

"Finished?" Xu Yuxing asked while lighting the fire.

Yechen: "No."

It's just that if he didn't put away the test papers, Xu Yuxing would always park the car on the side of the road.

He is also very busy at work recently, and Ye Chen doesn't want to waste time here.

Xu Yuxing reached out and rubbed Yechen's head: "Go to sleep, I'll call you when I get home."

Ye Chen was indeed a little sleepy. He yawned and looked out the window. There was a busker standing on the busy street, with a stereo plugged in and a violin on his shoulder. .

He kept looking out the window, which naturally caught Xu Yuxing's attention.He steered the steering wheel, half leaned forward and followed Yechen's line of sight to look out of the co-pilot's window: "What are you looking at?"

When he saw the violinist, he smiled lightly, put his palm on the back of Yechen's neck, pinched it, and said with resentment: "What's so interesting, I can't play it as well as I do."

Yechen shrank his neck, looked back and pulled his hand away with a speechless expression.

Of course he could hear it, but that didn't stop him from feeling that Xu Yuxing was shameless.

Calling him shameless was written in Yechen's eyes, Xu Yuxing got excited and dragged Yechen out of the car to show off.

For the matter of playing the violin, he has a strong desire to win.

Xu Yuxing handed the violin case to Yechen for him to hold, and he said, "The only violinist you can't take your eyes off of is me."

Yechen: "..."

Ye Chen just wanted to turn his head and walked on the side of the road to stop a car and say goodbye to Xu Yuxing.

Xu Yuxing put the violin on his shoulders, and the mere pose of playing the violin attracted many people's attention.

He asked Yechen, "What do you want to hear?"

The eyes of passers-by turned to Ye Chen.

Yechen: "..."

Not far away, the street performer's piano sound continued, Yechen glanced at him, and the other party was looking at them.

Yechen didn't want to hear anything, but felt ashamed somehow.

He looked at Xu Yuxing who was on the top of his head, and said very coldly: "It's up to you."

A second later, the music from Xu Yuxing's bow merged with the solo violin next door.

He and the busker played the same piece, starting directly in the middle and joining each other's performance.

The violin duet attracted countless passers-by to watch.

This was the first time Ye Chen heard Xu Yuxing play the violin with others. His technique was obviously higher than that of the other party, but he did not completely suppress the street performers, but cooperated with him.

Ye Chen suddenly felt as if he could glimpse his appearance as the principal of the orchestra through the sound of the piano in front of him.

He remembered Xu Yuxing's official photo when he first joined the orchestra.

Someone around him recognized Xu Yuxing, and someone was recording a video with their mobile phone. In short, there were more and more people watching.

Xu Yuxing also discovered this situation, so the sonata they played was not too long, and when he joined, the buskers had already drawn to the middle and late stage.

It was over in 2 minutes.

Xu Yuxing bowed to the audience amid applause, and then left the scene with Yechen.

"Xu Yuxing." Ye Chen said suddenly.

"Huh?" Xu Yuxing glanced at Ye Chen while he was not paying attention to the road ahead.

Yechen said, "What is a symphony orchestra like?"

Xu Yuxing tapped the steering wheel: "Interested?"

Yechen nodded: "A little bit."

Xu Yuxing smiled: "Then I'll take you to play after your college entrance examination."

Yechen asked, "How many violinists are there in an orchestra?"

"Looking at the size of the orchestra, there are dozens of people in a large orchestra." After speaking, Xu Yuxing became vigilant, and he said to Yechen, "However, the violinists in our orchestra are not as good as I am."

After a pause, he added: "Not as handsome as me."

Leaving aside the subjective judgment of whether he is handsome or not, Xu Yuxing did get the position of principal of the symphony orchestra with an overwhelming victory.

The fixed position of the chief violinist is the first position to the left of the conductor, and his position in the orchestra is only lower than that of the conductor, who is responsible for the pitch and tuning of the entire orchestra. *

Definitely the highest performing character in the band.

But praising others and praising yourself are two different things.

Yechen: "..."

He closed his eyes, leaned back in the chair and said nothing.

Xu Yuxing said, "My child, don't believe me."

Ye Chen didn't even bother to open his eyes, he gave a thumbs up silently.

Xu Yuxing sent Yechen downstairs and told him: "Go back and rest early, don't study too late."

"Yeah." Yechen pushed the car door, walked two steps and turned around, Xu Yuxing was still lying on the window looking at him, he said, "Go back quickly."

Xu Yuxing waved the back of his hand: "Go upstairs quickly, kid, I don't need you to worry about it."

Yechen: "Good night."

"Good night." Xu Yuxing smiled.

Yechen went upstairs to open the door, Ningning still squatted on the floor mat at the door waiting for him as usual.

Yechen's eyes paused, moved away from the puppet cat, and landed on the lady's leather shoes next to him.

Only then did he notice the faint light coming from the entrance.

The light in the living room was on, and Yu Xin came.

Yu Xin seldom comes to Yechen's house, let alone such a greeting.

He was a little strange, and he could vaguely hear a familiar music coming from the living room.

He and Ning Ning looked at each other for a moment.

"Chenchen." Yu Xin came out of the room.

Yechen avoided the other party's hand that wanted to help her with her schoolbag, and asked her a little indifferently but calmly and without much repulsion: "Why are you here?"

He walked towards the living room while asking, but heard Yu Xin ask: "Why are you alone, did Xu Yuxing send you back?"

She asked this inexplicably, Yechen turned his head in doubt, and Yu Xin stared at him.

"He's gone back." He said as he walked into the living room, his pupils suddenly shrank when he saw the drawing papers spread out on the sofa, and he turned around angrily: "Who told you to rummage through my things!"

But Yu Xin questioned him: "Yechen, what is your relationship with Xu Yuxing?"

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