Inner entertainment first vase

The feeling of being touched on the leg brought back Ke Yu's distracted mind. When he came back to his senses, Shang Lu cared about him with eyes that only he could understand, as if he had noticed his absent-mindedness.

Ke Yu pursed his lips, Shang Lu lowered his head and approached him: "Uncomfortable?"

Sitting on Shanglu's left, opposite Pei Zhihe.Pei Zhihe could see clearly, he stopped halfway through the story and asked, "Shanglu, am I right?"

"Correct."

Pei Zhihe was stunned for a moment, and reluctantly hooked his lips. The lights were no longer dazzling, and the delicacies on the table became boring. He put down his chopsticks, and continued to swallow while raising his glass to suppress his panicked mind. .

He was wrong.It wasn't like that at all back then, but Shanglu didn't remember.

He might remember it again, but because he was distracted by Ke Yu, he didn't hear what he said at all.

Pei Zhihe looked at Ke Yu carefully through the staggered cups and the floating light cast by the crystal chandelier.

He was born very well, with a very calm demeanor, every frown, smile and gesture has a lazy feeling. If you want to describe it, it is very "French".

The exact opposite of him.

Although he has long been used to being on stage, to being under the spotlight and under the eyes of celebrities from all over the world, he always has a kind of tightness, sensitivity, and fragility that is easily broken.Like a baby bird relying on a warm nest, he will feel at ease only when he sees Phytophthora. One thing, if Shanglu recognizes that he has done a good job, he will truly breathe a sigh of relief.What kind of music critics, experts and stars, Pei Zhihe doesn't see them.

Pei Zhihe sometimes feels that he is really a bird, with the gosling effect of a bird. In the world he sees when he opens his eyes, the first beam of light is brought by pokeweed, so the whole world is built on Above this beam of light from Phytophthora.

Together with his feelings for Ke Yu, even though he doesn't know him well, and there is no conflict, he just panics and rejects him at the first sight.That is the natural alertness and hostility of birds to natural enemies.

At the end of every day's training, he couldn't help but look at everything related to Ke Yu.Knowing that his background is not very good, knowing that he has embarrassing scandals with his former boss and big director, knowing that he has a wealth of love experience-even though he is heterosexual, it does not make him feel at ease. Skillful provocation has a concrete and realistic imagination, as if the next second, Shanglu's soul will be hooked away.

Pei Zhihe regained his composure and took his eyes away from Ke Yu.

After the banquet, there was a free cocktail party, and a jazz band performed in the middle of the stage.I don't know who suggested it, saying that the opportunity is rare, and I want to hear Pei Zhihe play a Bach live.Pei Zhihe's face darkened slightly, Su Huizhen gently pushed him from behind, which aroused an inexplicable rebellious heart.

Ever since he started learning the piano and made a name for himself, every time the Pei family had a large or small banquet, they would ask him to play the piano, as if he was just an insignificant musician who could be pulled out at any time to please everyone.At that time, the head of the Pei family, Pei Yanheng, would sit under the stage, twirling her priceless ring, while looking at him with fun and mockery.

Pei Zhihe pursed his lower lip reluctantly: "If you're not in shape today, you won't be too ugly."

They all heard that he was making excuses, and thought he was shy, so Nie Jinhua pushed forward: "Mr. Pei doesn't want to play live. Do you think we have dozens of pairs of 'fungus ears' in the audience, and we can't hear your beautiful voice?"

This is an open and concealed bar. If you are thin-skinned, you will fall into the trap after being provoked like this.Pei Zhihe straightened his back and tensed his fingers, subconsciously turned his eyes to Shanglu for help.Shang Lu was talking to Ke Yu, seeing this, he casually said, "Is there any Studivari at the scene?"

Everyone was puzzled and didn't know what Studivari was. Nie Jinhua replied: "There is no such thing."

Phytolacca regretfully apologized: "Twigs are only last divari."

As soon as the words came out, Nie Jinhua's expression turned ugly. Although the others couldn't understand it, they also knew from his expression that Siqin should be very expensive, which is not something ordinary people can afford.

Nie Jinhua laughed dryly: "Of course, this is of course..."

Pei Zhihe had no expression on his face, but the corners of his lips curled up when others didn't notice.

Maybe it was because he couldn't come to the stage, Nie Jinhua changed his mind, and called Ke Yu's attention: "I have never heard Xiaodao sing before."

Someone immediately echoed: "Teacher Ke sings very well, didn't you sing in a variety show before?"

Ke Yu grabbed the rim of the whiskey glass, and smiled when he heard the words: "I can't find the sound after drinking, so why sing?"

"You can't fool anyone here." Nie Jinhua smiled and pointed at him, "Who doesn't know that you, Ke Yu, can't pour a thousand cups, and you can drink two catties of baijiu as water."

Ke Yu smiled and shook his head.

Nie Jinhua turned to Shanglu: "Business director? It seems that we can't hire Mr. Ke, and now it depends on whether your leading actor will listen to your director." Nie Jinhua is the representative of the management and the chief producer. Everyone depends on his mood.Being demolished by Pei Zhihe just now has already lost face. It makes no sense that even a new director and a second-line actor in the circle can't handle it.He had a smile on his face and looked very kind, but his eyes had sunk slightly.

Everyone started booing, and the posture was much more enthusiastic than when Pei Zhihe was invited just now.

Before Shang Lu could speak, Ke Yu put down his wine glass, slowly unbuttoned his shirt cuff buttons, lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves loosely, "I think Mr. Nie must watch my jokes today, even the director raised his eyebrows." Out."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Shanglu, with a half-smile: "Then I'll make a fool of myself."

The back view walking through the crowd to the stage is very leisurely.On stage, even the lighting changed. Ke Yu chatted with the lead singer, then plugged the microphone into the stand, and the lead singer helped to adjust the height. Ke Yu covered the mic and leaned over to look at the audience.The stage was not high, and the scene was very quiet. Everyone heard Ke Yu say in a calm voice, "Come on, Mr. Nie, order the one you like."

Nie Jinhua's unhappy heart was soothed by him, and he clicked on a familiar old Cantonese song under the envious eyes of everyone.Ke Yu turned around to confirm with the musicians whether they could play, the guitarist nodded, and Shanglu walked onto the stage at this time.

The stage is not high, only the height of one step, but he is so high that everyone almost looks up at him once he stands on it. Ke Yu caught a glimpse of him, watched him walking towards him, and asked with a half-smile in surprise, "What's the matter?"

Shang Lu rolled up his sleeves, "I'll accompany Teacher Ke."

It wasn't until he walked to the position next to the piano that the scene realized it belatedly-he wanted to play the piano.The piano player hurriedly got up to give way to Xian.Under the blue ambient light, a pair of slender, directing hands placed the black and white keys, and after a quiet breath, a string of crisp notes flowed out.

Everyone saw Ke Yu smiling. Although they didn't know why he was laughing, the way he held the microphone and smiled with his head down was so eye-catching, it reminded people of the part where he played the bass under the camera of Shanglu.Teacher Yan is right, it is indeed very sexy.

Ke Yu has a good timbre, like some kind of stringed instrument that has been distorted, with an indescribable sense of youth that seems to have been lost but can be recalled, which gives him an innate advantage in reciting monologues or singing.

Holding the microphone stand, he stood leaning slightly with his thin and tall body, with two long legs wrapped in suit pants, one upright and the other slightly curved, his heels tapped lightly with the beat.

Pei Zhihe watched quietly for a while, then put down the champagne glass.Every time Ke Yu inadvertently glanced towards the side of the stage, Shang Lu could always raise his eyes to respond to his gaze.The drummer, guitar, and bass all became the foil. Phokeloda played the piano as suavely and handsomely as ever, and his piano skills were still so skilled—no, such simple chords don’t require technique at all.He just set off Ke Yu's vocals, using a kind of unremarkable and just right, making people take it for granted that this singing voice and this piano voice should appear together.

When the wind on the balcony rushed towards his face, Pei Zhihe blinked, not knowing why his heart was filled with embarrassment.

Su Huizhen gathered her shawl, looked at his back for a while, and then walked to his side: "Do you feel sad?"

Pei Zhihe hastily put away his expression, but did not escape his mother's keen eyes: "No."

"Tell mom, do you like Phytolacca?"

Pei Zhihe was stunned for a moment, his face flushed under the moonlight.The laughter of the banquet was blocked behind the thick soundproof glass, and he looked down: "No, how could I like men."

"If you don't like him, then mom will introduce him to a girlfriend—"

"do not want!"

Su Huizhen smiled and looked at him encouragingly.

Pei Zhihe was ashamed of his blurt and duplicity, "Shanglu doesn't like me."

"How do you know? Baby, Phytolaca treats you very well, and only you."

Pei Zhihe was skeptical: "Really? How do you know?"

He thought that Shanglu was also very kind to Keyu.Maybe, as Shang Lu said, Ke Yu is a genius.He has always cherished talents, and spared no effort to keep the pearls from being dusted, so he couldn't tell whether the goodness was just pure talents, or there were other unexplainable elements.

"Of course." Su Huizhen said lightly, stroking the diamond necklace hanging from her heart, "Mom is someone from here, of course she knows better than you whether he is special to you."

"He is also very good to Ke Yu."

Su Huizhen smiled and caressed his face lovingly: "He is a director, so of course he will treat his protagonist well. Are you jealous?"

Being poked at the center, Pei Zhihe couldn't deny it, "A little bit."

"How does he compare to you? You are a real genius and will become even more famous in the future. Have you ever thought that your achievements in the classical music circle may not be lower than those in the film industry. What are you afraid of? Like it Going to fight for it, if you don’t tell me, how will Shanglu know?”

"He will keep his distance from me."

"How come?" Su Huizhen supported his shoulders and looked up at him, "When you met Shanglu, you were seven years old and he was nine years old. Your name is Zhihe, do you know what it means? Shuo, just like the Bach you play, there is not a single extra note, not a single extra noise." Su Huizhen sighed with a smile, "You two are so destined, he lacks wood in his life, and there is wood in your name— —Mom thinks you are a match made in heaven.”