Do you want to touch porcelain? [Entertainment]

The sun at noon in summer is too bright, and the thin gauze curtain can't block the pouring sunlight at all.The person on the bed moved and raised the quilt a bit, trying to block the sunlight, but to no avail.

"Hmm..." Zuo Yan rubbed against the pillow, but still reluctantly woke up, he half-opened his eyes in confusion, only feeling a pain in his head, he pressed his temple with one hand, raised his upper body with his elbows, He stretched his arms to reach the phone on the bed.

11: 48.

"It's so late..." Zuo Yan muttered, threw himself into the quilt again, stared at the ceiling, trying to relieve his headache.

Staring at Zuo Yan felt something was wrong.It seems... not the ceiling of his house?

The decoration style here is warm and elegant, which doesn't match Zuo Yan's favorite style at all.He sat up with a bang, knocked his head and thought about what was going on, but couldn't remember anything.

Oops, it's broken.Zuo Yan covered his forehead with a pained face.

It just so happened that someone pushed the door and came in, Zuo Yan met his gaze.

"...Brother Jing Xing?" Zuo Yan blinked.

Wei Jingxing didn't expect him to wake up at this time, and unconsciously stepped back a little.He held the doorknob, stood at the door and asked Zuo Yan: "Are you okay now? Is there any discomfort?"

"Headache." Zuo Yan covered his forehead and gasped, the hangover headache was the worst.

"May I rub it for you?" Wei Jingxing saw that his expression was uncomfortable, he let go of the doorknob and walked a few steps forward, and stopped when he was still a little distance away from Zuo Yan.

Zuo Yan waved his hand: "No, I'll just relax for a while."

Hearing what he said, Wei Jingxing stood where he was and didn't move.

"Brother Jing Xing, why am I here?" Zuo Yan remembered the most important question.

"You were drunk last night. I couldn't find out your home address, so I had to send you to my home first." Speaking of which, Wei Jingxing lightly pursed his lower lip, "What happened last night...you do you remember?"

"Last night, what happened last night?" Zuo Yan looked confused.

Seeing that he really couldn't remember, Wei Jingxing didn't say anything: "I came in to wake you up. I'll make lunch later. What do you want to eat?"

Zuo Yan tried his best to recall the clips of last night, but he could only vaguely remember that he was sent to the car by Wei Jingxing, and it seemed that he was... and hugged him!But Zuo Yan didn't remember anything after that.

Judging by Brother Jing Xing's appearance today, I'm afraid he did something bad, right?Zuo Yan's eyes went dark for a while, and when he heard that Wei Jingxing was going to cook, he quickly stopped him: "Brother Jing Xing, can I ask what happened last night? No matter what happened, I will tell you first Sorry, I was so drunk that I really don't remember."

"Nothing, nothing happened." It was his own problem.

"I seem to remember that I hugged you, and then..." Zuo Yan frowned and said what he remembered, but Wei Jingxing interrupted him halfway through.

"Xiao Yan! I'm going to cook first, you can come down and eat later." Wei Jingxing hurried downstairs after speaking, he couldn't even maintain his superficial calmness.

Um?Didn't you just ask him what he likes to eat?He hasn't said yet.Zuo Yan stared dumbfounded at the back of Wei Jingxing leaving hastily, thinking that he must have accidentally offended him.

Zuo Yan's brain is throbbing and hurting, he is feeling very uncomfortable now, Wei Jingxing seems to have helped him take a bath yesterday, he is wearing a set of silver-gray silk bathrobes.Even so, he still felt that he smelled of alcohol now, and he couldn't help but want to take a bath again.

Zuo Yan just wanted to get out of bed, his face changed as soon as he moved his legs, and he threw off the quilt.

I didn't pay attention to the headache just now, but now he's actually... in neutral!

"Hold!"

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"Brother, do you have any clothes you don't wear? Can you lend them to me? I want to take a shower."

Wei Jingxing was in a trance in the kitchen when he heard such a question out of the blue.He poked his head out and saw him leaning against the wall on the second floor like this. Seeing him looking over, he lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Brother?"

"...In the third closet in the cloakroom, I don't wear much of the clothes in it. Try it out and see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, I'll buy it for you."

"Okay." Zuo Yan responded, but stood still. Seeing Wei Jingxing looking at him suspiciously, he smiled, "Brand new unopened underwear, do you have them? You can't let me hang them all the time." Is it free?" Zuo Yan said without any embarrassment, they are all men, so there is nothing to be shy about.

Wei Jingxing's face turned red all of a sudden, his white jade-like face was stained with light pink, it was pretty damn good.Zuo Yan obviously didn't expect Wei Jingxing's reaction to be so big, he leaned forward, as if he wanted to take a closer look at Wei Jingxing.

"Go and look, they should all be in the same cabinet." Wei Jingxing turned his head away, avoiding Zuo Yan's sight.

"Ah, fine." Zuo Yan then left and went to the place Wei Jingxing said to rummage through his clothes.

Seeing him disappear, Wei Jingxing rolled his Adam's apple, but in the end he didn't ask the question "What did you call me?"

After taking a shower, Zuo Yan changed into Wei Jingxing's clothes, he hooked the edge of his underwear and tugged, frowning a little uncomfortable.

Why so tight?

"Xiaoyan, are you alright?" Wei Jingxing called out from below.

"That's good!" Zuo Yan replied, put on his underwear and wanted to go out, but when he looked at himself in the mirror, the roots of his hair were a little black, and the blonde hair was sticking wetly. On the neck, water drops kept rolling down, staining the already white shirt a little.

Time for a color change.

He thought about it, and finally picked up the hair dryer resignedly, and dried his hair half dry before going downstairs.

Wei Jingxing's eyes turned around on Zuo Yan's half-dried hair, and then he looked away.Zuo Yan could only swallow back all the invitations that came to his lips, he scratched his hair a few times depressedly, always felt that Wei Jingxing was deliberately avoiding him.

Sure enough, it was because I did something disgusting after getting drunk last night, right?Zuo Yan thought in distress, and secretly decided that he would never touch alcohol again.

Wei Jingxing had already put all the food on the table, and Zuo Yan saw that it was all his favorite food: "Thank you Brother Jing Xing, you are too kind to me." Wang Haosi caught him saying he had gained weight as soon as he went there Zuo Yan had no choice but to live the life of boiled chicken breast again.

Zuo Yan changed his words, Wei Jingxing couldn't tell whether he was relieved or what, but he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Eat quickly, it's already afternoon, you should be hungry by now." Wei Jingxing handed the chopsticks to Zuo Yan.

During the meal, Wei Jingxing didn't speak a word, just put the food in his mouth quietly.Zuo Yan always felt that the air was a little too dull, and wanted to mobilize the atmosphere, so he said, "Brother Jing Xing, do you still remember what I told you about the new song?"

"I said it before, why, hasn't it been resolved yet?" Wei Jingxing didn't have the habit of not eating or sleeping, so Zuo Yan asked himself and opened his mouth.

"That's it." He scratched his cheek in distress, "This song is very important to me, but I haven't been able to find the right state." So I wrote a few more short pieces of music, and finally they were all passed.

"Then what can I do for you?"

Zuo Yan felt that this question was a bit personal, but when he thought about the relationship between the two of them, he felt that there was no offense or no offense in asking: "Brother Jing Xing, what kind of thing would it be for a person with your personality to fall in love with someone else?" How do you feel?"

Zuo Yan didn't notice - as soon as he finished speaking, Wei Jingxing clenched the chopsticks in his hand tightly until his knuckles turned white.

"...Why do you ask that?" Why do you ask me?

Wei Jingxing has never thanked himself for his many years of acting skills like now, allowing him to still maintain a gentle smile in front of Zuo Yan, and asked Zuo Yan back with a normal face.

"I said that because of the new song, I wanted to write a very flat and sad story. Two people met and fell in love and said goodbye forever. Only one person was left in the field, waiting for his lover who would never come to him. But I couldn't grasp that Emotions, and I have never liked others, and the melodies I come up with are always a little bit worse." Zuo Yan complained to Wei Jingxing.

He has always dared to love, dare to hate, and act rashly. It is difficult for him to experience this kind of delicate and plain feelings. No wonder Zuo Yan is so worried that he wants to read Buddhist scriptures.

"Is that so?" Wei Jingxing smiled, calmly let go of his hand holding the chopsticks, and moved his stiff knuckles.

"That's right, that's it." Otherwise, what else could it be? "Brother Jing Xing, can you tell me something?"

Wei Jingxing paused for a long time, as if organizing his own words, before answering Zuo Yan after a while: "I have always been a person with very low mood swings, if I like someone, it is still impossible for the other person to like me , then I just need to silently guard him by his side and watch him be happy. No matter what my identity or role is.”

"Sounds a little sad." Zuo Yan felt that it was not only sad, but also like a lovelorn, but he only dared to think about it in his heart, and dared not say it.

Wei Jingxing lowered his eyes and quietly lowered his head to pick up the vegetables.

"I thought of it!" Zuo Yan put down his chopsticks and looked excitedly at Wei Jingxing who was surprised by him, "Brother Jing Xing, I have a new inspiration, can you send me back? No no It’s too late not to go back, I must have run out of inspiration! Where’s my phone? I need to write it down quickly!”

Seeing him looking for his phone in a hurry, Wei Jingxing couldn't help but said, "There's a piano in my sun room upstairs..."

"Brother Jing Xing, why didn't you say it earlier!" Zuo Yan jumped up, turned his head and rushed to the second floor, muttering words while running.

Seeing that he was gone, Wei Jingxing took another look at the dishes on the table, thinking a little funny and helpless, what is this all about.

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After Wei Jingxing cleaned up the things on the dining table, he washed his hands and opened the refrigerator. He looked at the desserts he had made before. Not long ago, the daughter of An Maojun's family made them specially when he came to visit him, and there was still some left over.

Wei Jingxing stood in front of the open refrigerator and hesitated, finally took out the dessert and put it on a plate to find Zuo Yan.

The sunshine room on the second floor has floor-to-ceiling glass windows that let in a large amount of sunlight. Fortunately, there are beige gauze curtains blocking the room and the cooling power of the central air conditioner, otherwise it would be a big steamer in summer.

Zuo Yan was sitting next to the pure white piano owned by Wei Jing Xingjia, his white and slender fingers resting lightly on the black and white keys, playing notes one by one.

At first, it was only a short piece of music that jumped out, slow and a little difficult, but Zuo Yan immediately stringed these small inspirations together, and the notes became a melody, gradually matured, and finally the smooth music flowed from Zuo Yan's fingers Down pouring, quiet tunes soothe inner tiredness.

Zuo Yan played the song several times in a row, adjusted the unsatisfactory parts one by one, and concentrated on doing what he was doing seriously, without noticing that there was an extra person beside him.

Wei Jingxing didn't disturb him, and gently put the dessert in his hand on the small table next to him.He glanced at Zuo Yan's side face again. At this time, that face was serious like never before. The long and curly eyelashes half covered Zuo Yan's dark eyes, and his thin lips were pursed, showing a trace of nervousness.

Wei Jingxing left the sun room quietly again, without attracting the slightest attention from the piano player.

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The sun is setting outside, and the last ray of brilliance woven by the sunset is also hidden in the darkness.

It is already night.

It was already afternoon when Zuo Yan ate lunch, and now he is not hungry at all.But even if he hasn't eaten for a day, he doesn't feel hungry now.This time, I was completely immersed in my own world. I didn't know where I found the paper and pen. I was sitting cross-legged on the ground to write and draw.

"It shouldn't be, what's wrong..." Zuo Yan bit his pen and frowned, thinking about it, he tried to change a point in it, immediately jumped up and rushed to the piano, and played his revised and modified piece of music again .

He has stayed in the sun room like this for a whole afternoon until now, not a drop of water has entered, and the desserts on the small table have not been touched.When Zuo Yan focused, everything around him couldn't affect him, so he just changed the tune, played it again, and changed the tune for half a day.

Wei Jingxing has come up many times, he has always hesitated not to call Zuo Yan, for fear of interrupting Zuo Yan's inspiration.

But it is too late now.Wei Jingxing raised his wrist and glanced at the time on the watch, the hour hand had already pointed to eight, and the street lights on the street were all on.

He glanced at Zuo Yan who was sitting cross-legged on the ground thinking again, shook his head and sighed.Dinner has been reheated once, and it can't go on like this.

"Xiao Yan." Wei Jingxing knocked on the door, trying to attract the attention of the people in the room.

Zuo Yan waited for Wei Jingxing to yell twice before he heard someone calling him, he raised his head in a hurry: "I'll be right away, I'll be ready in a while! Brother Jing Xing, don't wait for me, you can eat first."

Wei Jingxing had no choice but to go down and plan to reheat the food for a while, when Zuo Yan's assistant Xiao Zhou sent a WeChat message.

It was only after Wei Jingxing picked up Zuo Yan last night that he remembered that Zuo Yan's assistant might still be waiting for him, but at that time he had already brought him to his villa, Zuo Yan had already fallen asleep and it was hard to wake him up again. Just at this time, Xiao Zhou called to ask where Zuo Yan was. Everyone had already left, and he was in a hurry to find someone.

Wei Jingxing hurriedly apologized to Xiao Zhou, and took him to his home.Xiao Zhou believed in Wei Jingxing's character, and he also knew that his brother Zuo had a good relationship with Wei Jingxing, so he felt relieved after exchanging WeChat with Wei Jingxing.

At this time, it was the WeChat message from Xiao Zhou.

【Film King Wei, I suddenly remembered that I didn't tell you that brother Zuo has a stomach problem, so he seldom drinks alcohol and has to eat three meals on time. 】

Wei Jingxing's face sank when he saw the word "stomach disease", his usual gentle expression became a little condensed without a smile.

I have a stomach problem and can’t drink alcohol, but I can drink cold drinks in the morning, and I have to order spicy food when I eat. Now I am delusional about not eating dinner? !

Wei Jingxing couldn't tell what his feelings were right now, but his anger must have taken up most of it. He turned around and went upstairs, walked to the sun room in three steps at a time, and knocked on the door a few times again.

"Xiao Yan, go eat."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Zuo Yan perfunctory, sat on the piano bench without moving.

"Zuo, Xiao, Yan! I said, hurry up and eat." Wei Jingxing raised his voice and shouted again.

"It's really almost ready, I'll eat in a while, 5 minutes, wait for me for another 5 minutes!" Zuo Yan was still struggling to die.

Wei Jingxing didn't talk nonsense with him, walked over and grabbed Zuo Yan's back collar, tugged: "Hurry up, write after eating, you are not in good health, eating is the most important thing."

"One minute, one minute!" Zuo Yan fought for himself unyieldingly.

"Huh?" Wei Jingxing pulled him by the collar to keep him up, "Say it again?"

"Go and eat right away!" Zuo Yan turned his head and met Wei Jingxing's displeased gaze, and hurriedly surrendered.

"That's about the same." Wei Jingxing dragged Zuo Yan downstairs, he didn't use much effort, Zuo Yan didn't struggle, and was dragged by him obediently.

As soon as he walked out of the sunshine room, Wei Jingxing remembered something, quickly let go of the hand holding Zuo Yan's collar, and cast his eyes on the ground in a panic: "Go by yourself, get down quickly." He urged Zuo Yan, But she didn't touch him again.

Zuo Yan straightened his collar, jumped onto Wei Jingxing from behind, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders: "Let's go, let's go eat!"

Wei Jingxing froze there, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably, as if he was holding back something.Xia Tian wears thin clothes, he can clearly feel the heat from his back, Xiao Yan is wearing his clothes, even the underwear... is also his.

Wei Jingxing suddenly thought of this, his face turned red all of a sudden, even his neck was stained with light pink, he pursed his lips slightly, and was pushed downstairs by Zuo Yan.

Zuo Yan focused on two things, thinking about his own music and Wei Jingxing's cooking at the same time, he didn't notice the abnormality of the people around him for a while.

The matter of Zuo Yan's new song had already been figured out, and then he thought of other things.

"Brother Jing Xing, can you play the piano?" Zuo Yan asked curiously. The piano in Wei Jingxing's house is a Bösendorfer brand from Austria. The general piano has 88 keys, but theirs is very special, it is 92 keys. key and 97 key, Zuo Yan recognized them at a glance.

"I learned it when I was a kid."

"Then are you still learning?"

Wei Jingxing paused, and somewhat avoided the question: "I've stopped learning for a long time. Your rice." Wei Jingxing served Zuo Yan a bowl of rice, and moved the pepper beef in front of him a little farther away.

Just as Zuo Yan was about to put down his chopsticks, he saw his favorite dish moved to the edge of the table, and he looked at Wei Jingxing quietly.

"You have a bad stomach, eat less spicy food and drink less cold drinks in the future."

"Did you hear what Xiao Zhou said?" Zuo Yan had no choice but to take a bite of the cabbage pushed by Wei Jingxing in front of him. Seeing that Wei Jingxing didn't object, he knew he had guessed right, "It's not that serious. It's much better now. Otherwise, I would have been hospitalized in pain if I ate spicy food and drank cold food like this.”

This is true, Zuo Yan used to have a serious stomach problem when he was out alone, because he didn't eat for a day after dancing, and his stomach was not very good, but that was before.

Zuo Yan was ordered by Wang Haosi to eat healthy, even now it seems that he is still not very healthy, but his stomach problems are much better, and he does not often suffer from them.

Zuo Yan recalled his topic just now: "I was almost led astray by you, Brother Jing Xing, you haven't said why you didn't learn it yet?"

Wei Jingxing didn't want to talk about this topic, he chewed a chopstick of rice in his mouth for a long time without taste, looked at Shang Zuoyan with some curiosity, and chuckled slightly: "You just pretend that I don't have much perseverance, let's get hot in 3 minutes , learned half and don’t want to learn any more.”

Wei Jingxing covered it up very well, but Zuo Yan had been his roommate with him for more than a month after all, so he knew him a little bit, and realized that Wei Jingxing might not like this topic, so he hurriedly jumped over it laughing.

"Why are you embarrassed to say this? I learned a lot when I was young, calligraphy, sketching, pottery sculpture..." Zuo Yan counted the past with his fingers. Zuo's mother has no other hobbies, but likes to report to her two sons. Various specialty classes.

Zuo Yan counted, his complexion suddenly twisted: "Oh, yes, there is also ballet."

David King:? ? ?

"Ballet?" He asked in surprise.

Zuo Yan nodded with a dark face, obviously remembering his fear of being dominated by a horse.

"Oh, ballet, ballet is pretty good." Seeing Zuo Yan's appearance, Wei Jingxing felt that he couldn't add fuel to the fire, so he tried his best to comfort him with a suppressed smile.

Zuo Yan tried his best to win respect for himself: "I didn't want to go, I wanted to learn martial arts, who knew that my mother reported the wrong class!"

Zuo Mama's original words at the time were: "Ballet is just ballet, isn't it all about exercising, the same thing."

How can this be the same?Zuo Xiaoyan, who was only 8 years old at the time, could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, and burst into tears.

Zuo Yan regards this as his dark history, and never mentions it to outsiders, but he seems to have touched Wei Jingxing's mind just now, so he brought out his dark history to comfort him,

As expected, Wei Jingxing's mood improved a lot, the specific performance was that he brought all the dishes with peppers in front of Zuo Yan to him with a smile, and pushed those stir-fried vegetables to Zuo Yan.

Zuo Yan: "..." Why did you treat me like this?

"For your own good." Wei Jingxing said with a smile seeing his angry look.

"Now that I think about it, I'm thankful to my mother. Ballet is the first dance I've been exposed to." Zuo Yan was still a little reluctant when he said this, with a toothache. "Practicing ballet is really hard, but It also laid a lot of foundation for me to learn popping and locking in the future."

"Then what kind of thinking did Xiaoyan have in participating in the draft and entering the entertainment circle?" Wei Jingxing asked with great interest. He knew that he should avoid it, but he couldn't stop wanting to know more about Zuo Yan. .

"It goes without saying, of course I went with the idea of ​​being a top c-position." Zuo Yan shrugged.

"Are you so confident?" Wei Jingxing asked him with a smile.

"Of course, it turns out that I do have the strength to be worthy of this kind of confidence." Zuo Yan was not guilty when he said this, and he has nothing to be guilty of. Now that he is a popular traffic idol, he is definitely crushing everyone's.

Wei Jingxing thought of the favorites in his mobile phone, and nodded in approval.No matter how you look at it, Zuo Yan has always been so passionate and full of vigor.

"By the way, Brother Jing Xing, I'm leaving in a while, I'm really bothering you today."

It was completely dark outside, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. Wei Jingxing wanted to say that it was so late, so let's stay.

But the words were stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything. In the end, he just nodded in agreement.

"Brother Tianjingxing will also come to my house as a guest. I plan to learn cooking recently, so I should be able to do it." Zuo Yan didn't realize at all that once he said this, no one wanted to stay at his house.

Wei Jingxing: "I'm going to join the team soon, so I may not be able to visit Xiaoyan's house as a guest."

Zuo Yan: "Is it so fast? You seem to have just rested not long ago."

"I can't help it. I've been very busy lately." What Wei Jingxing didn't say was that he originally wanted to take a short vacation. A little paranoid, easily affected by negative emotions.

To put it simply, he hasn't fully come out of the play yet.

Even though Wei Jingxing wanted to conceal this matter, An Maojun, who had been an old friend beside him for many years, could instantly sense the difference.Zuo Yan met him later, so he couldn't see the difference from before.

The best way in this state is to find a psychiatrist, take a break by the way, travel more and see the outside world, instead of rushing to the next drama.

Zuo Yan: "Then when will you join the group?"

Wei Jingxing thought for a while and gave the answer: "I will discuss the contract with the director at Juju Tea House the day after tomorrow, and I will join the team in a day or two." Ju Ju Tea House is located in Wei Jingxing Not far from the neighborhood, it seems that the director also used his heart to set the address there.

"So fast." Zuo Yan jabbed the rice in the bowl, feeling a little disappointed that he would not see Wei Jingxing soon, but he didn't know why he was disappointed.

Probably because the friends you just made haven't gotten along well, so you can't see each other.Zuo Yan thought while resting his cheeks.

But he immediately thought that he could visit the class!What is there to lose?Thinking of this, Zuo Yan didn't tell Wei Jingxing, and gave him a surprise when the time comes.

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The weather in summer always changes as soon as it is said. Obviously the mobile phone forecast said it was sunny, but when Zuo Yan was about to leave, it still started to rain heavily.

The rain poured down, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the window, drawing water marks, distorting the scenery outside the window into color blocks.The already dark sky is bottomless, as if there are ferocious beasts lurking in it.

Zuo Yan had already put on his clothes at the entrance and planned to leave, but now he couldn't help frowning when he saw the sky.

He didn't ask Xiao Zhou to pick him up, and planned to take a taxi back. The driver of Didi was already waiting at the gate of the community and couldn't get in.

This is troublesome, Zuo Yan thought to himself.

"Why don't you stay here Xiaoyan, the rain is really heavy." Wei Jing moved his lips and finally said this sentence.

"Brother Jing Xing, I've already troubled you enough. I'd better go back tonight and sort out what I thought about today. The new song shouldn't be a big problem." Zuo Yanchong waved his hand to Wei Jingxing , In his other hand, he was carrying a bag, which contained his clothes from last night, and some notes he wrote today.

It's also fortunate that Wei Jingxing washed Zuo Yan's clothes last night, otherwise the clothes might not be able to dry in the current weather.

Having said all of this, Wei Jingxing couldn't say anything more.

Zuo Yan: "By the way, Brother Jing Xing, can you lend me an umbrella? I don't have an umbrella."

"Wait a minute." Wei Jingxing went to the bathroom, found a black umbrella from the cabinet, folded it neatly and put it in the corner.

"I have always lived alone, so I only have this umbrella." Wei Jingxing handed it to Zuo Yan.

"Understood Brother Jing Xing, I will definitely return the umbrella to you some other day." Zuo Yan took the long umbrella with a smile, "Then I'm leaving!"

"I send you."

"No, hurry up and go in, I can do it myself." Zuo Yan pushed back Wei Jingxing who had thought of it, and closed the door for him, "Goodbye!"

Wei Jingxing was pushed back, he thought that Zuo Yan still didn't stay tonight.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved.

And Zuo Yan had already reached the gate at this time, he opened his umbrella and walked outside in the stormy weather.

As soon as he walked out, the strong wind almost overturned the umbrella, and Zuo Yan was drenched in rain instantly: "Why is the wind so strong?" For fear of breaking the umbrella that Wei Jingxing gave him.

Wei Jingxing was standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the sun room on the second floor, looking out.The rain washed the windows, turning the outside into a strange world.Wei Jingxing's eyes were sore from watching, but he didn't look for Zuo Yan's figure, probably he had already left.

He wondered angrily why his umbrella wasn't red so that he could see it clearly.

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After arriving home that night, Zuo Yan sent a message to Wei Jingxing, saying that he had already arrived home, so there was no need to worry.

Wei Jingxing replied with an "um", and sent another message after a while, telling him to take a shower to get rid of the cold, and remember to blow dry his hair.

On the second day, the weather was fine and the air was humid, which is a rare cool weather in summer.Just looking at this day, no one would have imagined that last night was such a violent storm.

Zuo Yan got up early in the morning, and just after finishing his things in the computer, Wang Haosi sent a message.

【Are you home yet? 】

[I'm home, what's up? 】

【Wei Jingxing sent you back last night? 】

[No, I took a taxi back by myself.What's the matter, Brother Hao? 】

Wang Haosi directly sent a voice message: "It's nothing, I just want to remind you that you are an artist with a life assistant."

This sentence awakened Zuo Yan, he completely forgot the existence of Xiao Zhou.When Wang Haosi said this, Zuo Yan quickly found Xiao Zhou's phone number from his address book and dialed it.

Just thought about it a few times and then picked it up.

"Hey Brother Zuo, what's the matter? What's the matter?" Xiao Zhou's voice came leisurely from the other end of the phone.

"Cough, I'm sorry Xiao Zhou, I was drunk the night before yesterday, so I forgot to tell you and left." Zuo Yan felt a little guilty.

"So Brother Zuo still remembers me," Xiao Zhou's voice became even more bitter, "I waited in the parking lot until the end of the show but I didn't wait for you. I went inside to ask and found out that you had been picked up long ago. If it wasn't for King Wei Call me and tell me that you have been taken to his house, and I will call the police in a hurry."

"So...is that so?" Zuo Yan laughed along with him.

"Of course that is the case! Brother Zuo is not talking about you. You must tell me or Brother Hao before you do something in the future. This time, Emperor Wei picked you up. Everyone can rest assured of his character. If it is anything else What if someone with ulterior motives took you away..."

Zuo Yan listened to Xiao Zhou rambling over there, and tried to interrupt several times, but it was useless.

He knew that Xiao Zhou was caring about him, but...it was too long-winded!He's only in his early twenties, why is he talking like his own mother?Are you entering menopause early?Zuo Yan frowned.

Except for the time of talking with Xiao Zhou in the morning, Zuo Yan spent these two days on recording new songs. Apart from sleeping, he didn't even leave his music room for three meals, and devoted himself to it.

On the third day, he finally stayed up all night and finished the production, but it was not complete enough, so he needed to discuss it further with his arranger teacher and record a demo by the way.Thinking about it, Zuo Yan finally walked out of his music room, took a shower, put on his hat and set off for Dingdong entertainment after he regained consciousness.

When leaving, Zuo Yan took the umbrella that Wei Jingxing gave him, thinking about giving it to others when he went home, and thinking that today is the time for Wei Jingxing to discuss the contract with the director, and he will join the team immediately after the negotiation Yes, I feel a little sad in my heart.

What are you doing, sour.Zuo Yan patted himself on the head, and shook out all the inexplicable things, let's think about his album quickly, the promotion of the new album will start after recording the last song, and then he will be busy up.

When Zuo Yan arrived, the arranger teacher had already arrived, and they went to the recording studio to discuss the song in detail.

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Wei Jingxing met director Qiu Yuanliang at Juju Tea House. The two are old acquaintances and have collaborated many times. The contract can be seen at a glance. Director Qiu mainly came to Qingwei Jingxing for tea this time. of.

"Director Qiu is really dedicated, he always comes here for tea." Wei Jingxing greeted the other party with a smile and sat down.

"Let's not talk about the tea here, the refreshments are even better. The green tea cakes I brought back last time were all eaten by my granddaughter, and she even quarreled with me to buy more." Director Qiu is a hearty little old man, although Aged, but still hale and hearty.

Wei Jingxing agreed, the refreshments here are really delicious, and it is a time-honored brand.

"But there is one thing I have to ask, Xiao Wei, you haven't adjusted your obvious state yet, what are you doing in such a hurry to take on the show? You don't need that little money." Director Qiu persuaded.

Wei Jingxing smiled wryly: "But it's not for the money, it's just... don't worry about it. Director Qiu, just see if I can do it? Or do you need an interview?"

"Look at what you said," Qiu Yuanliang was not happy, "I just persuaded a few words, can't it be okay if I don't say it? You know that you were the one I fell in love with in this drama at the beginning, if you hadn't played Tang Old man, I have already caught you here."

"No interview?" Wei Jingxing poured a cup of tea with a smile.

"Don't fix those fake ones!" Qiu Yuanliang signed the contract with a big wave of his hand.

The two sat and chatted for a while, but they didn't know the director and actors, but they seemed to be friends who had known each other for many years.

At three o'clock, Qiu Yuanliang said that he should go, and invited a group of old men to play chess, and asked Wei Jingxing if he should go now.Wei Jingxing shook his head.

He can't calm down now, listening to guzheng and flute music in this tea house and watching the tea curling up, he can calmly think about his own affairs for a while.

Seeing this, Qiu Yuanliang left first.

Wei Jingxing sat quietly for a while, no one knew what he was thinking, but he just watched an overly good-looking man sitting there withered.

"Sir, do you need anything?" The waiter in the tea house couldn't help but stepped forward to ask.

Wei Jingxing raised his head and smiled blankly for a while: "I'm fine." After saying that, he got up and left, as if he had let go of something, he looked a little relaxed.

The waiter thought to himself, this gentleman is so handsome when he smiles like jade.It took a while to realize, isn't this Wei Jing Xingwei Best Actor? !

It's just that for some reason, actor Wei seemed a little unhappy.

The waiter thought to himself, who would be willing to make such a gentle and good-looking actor Wei unhappy?

When Wei Jing went down, he was told that someone had already paid the bill. He was not surprised, he knew that it was Qiu Yuanliang who paid the bill.It's just that Wei Jingxing was a little dazed looking at the menu on the counter, and finally said to the cashier: "Hi, I'll buy some refreshments. Yes, take them away."

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Zuo Yan thinks that things like weather forecasts are a scam