Who is lying for me to win [Transmigration Book]

On the day of the concert, the statement did not go to the venue with Yan Jingchuan.

He needs to leave early and do a final rehearsal at the scene. Yan Jingchuan probably still has something to deal with, so he only agreed to meet at the hotel.

When Zhang Shi heard the news, the words "as expected" filled his mind.

He thought he had seen it through.

If the statement is about to go, Mr. Yan will definitely not be able to sit still.

Before setting off, he deliberately went to get two tickets, ready to surprise Yan Jingchuan, and told the driver to go straight to the venue before getting on the bus.

After getting in the car, he glanced at the rearview mirror.

Yan Jingchuan was sitting in the back row, closing his eyes and feigning sleep.

Compared to before the car accident, Mr. Yan, who used to be an iron man, always gets tired easily now.

But every time I see the statement, it will magically heal itself.

The power of love, even Mr. Yan cannot escape.

Zhang Shi looked back with emotion and didn't bother.

joke.

He has no power of love, he only has a ruthless guillotine hanging over the bonus head.

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It was almost eight o'clock at night.

Concert venue.

"Statement, you are going to play soon, don't be nervous, just act like you are recording normally!" He Qiyu was comforting her artist.

State concert tickets sold surprisingly well.

Although the preparation period was shorter than normal concerts, the pre-sales had just been released, and the tickets were sold out in a short time.

Backstage, she heard the enthusiasm of the audience and went to the auditorium.

The seats full of seats seemed lively and crowded, but the dense crowd made people dizzy. He Qiyu's heart beat faster just by looking at it, and she hurriedly retreated to the backstage.

Even her heart is surging, let alone a statement.

It is a great opportunity to hold a solo concert right after debut, but it is also a huge pressure.

In such a big venue, the statement must be restrained.

Apart from luck, it is more due to his own strength that he can have today, which makes so many spectators come to buy tickets to support him.

In other words, he must maintain a stable level today in order to maintain the popularity he has accumulated now.

Thinking of this, He Qiyu was afraid that the statement would cause wild thoughts and affect her performance, so she said to him: "Don't think too much, I believe you are the best!"

"Ah."

He Qiyu was looking at the monitor and waited for a long time, but she still didn't hear the statement before speaking.

Ok?

That's it?

so bland?

Are you too nervous to speak? ?

After all, before the statement, there was only one stage "Coming for You".

Suddenly facing such a big occasion, excitement is inevitable.

He Qiyu couldn't help but look over.

The statement is looking at the phone.

She can't wait to sweat on her palms, this one still has the mind to play with her mobile phone?

He Qiyu carefully discerned his expression.

with her eyesight.

Did not see the slightest nervousness.

"...What are you looking at?" He Qiyu could only ask.

The statement said: "Missed call."

He also just saw the news.

It's Zhang Shi's phone number.

That is Yan Jingchuan's phone number.

After the statement was finished, he dialed back casually.

The opposite side picked up quickly.

"it's me."

Hearing Yan Jingchuan's voice, the statement asked bluntly, "What's the matter?"

Yan Jingchuan said in a low voice, "You didn't report to me tonight."

tonight?

"I have a concert tonight, I told you," the statement said.

Yan Jingchuan's tone was slightly dissatisfied: "You didn't report when you will come back."

The statement laughed: "Go back when it's over. Is it okay?"

"No." Yan Jingchuan frowned and said, "I want the exact time."

The statement then told him the end time: "Go back to the hotel in about half an hour after this, and you will wait for me there."

He Qiyu, who pricked up her ears, widened her eyes when she heard this.

hotel?wait for me?

what's going on? ?

But the conversation isn't over yet.

I don't know what was said on the other side.

The statement asked again: "Every day?"

"Yes." Yan Jingchuan emphasized in a deep voice, "I said, you have to report your daily schedule to me. Once a day."

The statement said: "Good."

There was still no hesitation in the statement from the receiver, Yan Jingchuan paused, his five fingers holding the phone were slightly tightened, and only the familiar sound of breathing remained in his ears.

It was a silence he was not used to and rarely experienced.

The statement didn't let the silence creep: "Nothing else, I'm off to work."

Yan Jingchuan loosened his five fingers slightly: "Yes."

After hanging up the call, he handed the phone to Zhang Shi.

Zhang Shi was still caught in the information he just got and couldn't extricate himself.

Report the itinerary every day?

Mr. Yan's love syndrome is really getting worse...

Is this wishing to live with statements? ?

"Boss Yan, we're here."

Yan Jingchuan looked out the car window, frowning slightly: "What's going on."

This is not the front of the hotel.

Hearing his words, Zhang Shi hurriedly came to his senses: "Mr. Yan, this is the place where Mr. Chen's concert is held. Check the time. It's already started."

statement here?

Yan Jingchuan turned his eyes to look in the direction of the venue again, and his heart moved slightly: "The statement asked you to send me here?"

Zhang Shi said truthfully, "That's not true."

Yan Jingchuan's eyes gradually sank, and he looked away.

Meeting his eyes, Zhang Shi's eyelids twitched wildly: "It's Mr. Yan like this. I thought that instead of going back to the hotel first, I might as well come and see Mr. Chen's concert."

Yan Jingchuan's tone could not be heard with joy or anger: "So you made your own claims without telling me."

"..." Zhang Shi was stunned, why did Mr. Yan's reaction be completely opposite to what he thought!

I have chased people here, don't you want to come to the concert?

Usually, don't you even want to let go of recording a sound and learning a piano!

It's over.

After following Yan Jingchuan for so many years, it was the first time that he guessed Yan Jingchuan's thoughts wrongly, and the sweat on Zhang Shi's forehead suddenly came up.

His mind was spinning quickly, trying to make up for this mistake: "There is still Wangcai! Mr. Yan, don't you like Mr. Chen's dog very much? Mr. Chen performed on stage, it must be locked in a cage, do you want me to take it Come?"

President Yan usually likes to use this dog as an excuse.

He can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

"Need not."

Zhang Shi felt cold on the soles of his feet.

None of this works anymore?

"Wangcai doesn't like to be too far away from the statement, I'll go over and have a look."

Zhang Shi: "..."

It's such a time, and he is still using Wangcai as a shield, does Mr. Yan think he will believe it!

But after finally easing the atmosphere, he hurriedly got out of the car to open the door for Yan Jingchuan, and called He Qiyu by the way, asking her to come out to pick him up.

Mr. Yan doesn't want to watch the concert, so let's go backstage directly.

After He Qiyu answered the phone, she hurried out to greet her.

Mr. Yan actually came to see the concert, and this news somewhat dispelled the shock of the possible relationship between the two.

When she saw Yan Jingchuan, she stepped up a few steps: "Mr. Yan!"

Yan Jingchuan leaned on his cane and said, "Go in."

"Okay." He Qiyu took her work card and led Yan Jingchuan to the lounge where the statement was made to sit down.

After Yan Jingchuan was seated, he said hesitantly: "Mr. Yan, it hasn't been long since the statement was on stage, and the time for changing clothes is also relatively tight. I may not be able to spare time to come over before the end..."

She wasn't sure what the relationship between the statement and Yan Jingchuan was, so she could only explain it at her discretion.

Yan Jingchuan said, "It doesn't matter."

The dog cage containing Wangcai was placed next to the sofa.

Hearing the movement, Wangcai curled up into a ball and raised his head.

Seeing Yan Jingchuan, it got up from the ground, raised its front paws and scratched the cage door, wagging its tail excitedly.

"Wang!"

He Qiyu was worried about disturbing Yan Jingchuan, so she hurriedly said, "Don't make noise, Wangcai."

Zhang Shi smiled and went straight to open the cage door.

"Hey don't!"

Before He Qiyu could stop him, Wangcai had already sprung out of the cage, and in a flash of darkness, he rushed to Yan Jingchuan's feet in an instant.

Yan Jingchuan leaned over and hugged it in his arms.

Wangcai stood up from his arms, stomped on his chest twice, wagged his tail and wanted to jump off.

Yan Jingchuan pressed it: "Statement has no time for you now, don't run around."

He Qiyu opened her mouth.

Why does it sound like Mr. Yan is very familiar with the statement?

Zhang Shi said, "Okay, it's none of your business here, go get busy."

He Qiyu didn't ask any further questions, just nodded and was about to go out.

"and many more."

He Qiyu turned around: "Mr. Yan?"

Yan Jingchuan glanced at her, and said in a low voice: "I don't need to tell the statement that I have been here."

"Ah?" He Qiyu was at a loss for a moment before remembering to reply, "Ah yes! I understand."

After speaking, he looked at Zhang Shi.

Zhang Shi looked at the sky and the earth.

He also couldn't understand Mr. Yan's recent style of work.

Every day, he chased him to death, and wanted to hide it from the person involved.

The key is to hide it?

Seeing this, He Qiyu had no choice but to leave directly.

After the door slammed, the room fell silent.

But soon, waves of cheers seemed to come from every corner.

Just sitting in this lounge, you can imagine the style of the statement displayed in the concert.

Zhang Shi secretly went to see Yan Jingchuan.

Yan Jingchuan was checking his email.

After the car accident, he didn't go to the company to work anymore, and he handled all matters remotely, which was convenient.

It's just that Wangcai kept twitching in his arms, and he couldn't be quiet for a moment.

Yan Jingchuan brought it back twice, but it escaped for the third time.

"Mr. Yan, Wangcai may be missing Mr. Chen. Would you like to take it to the front court?" Seeing Yan Jingchuan frowning and putting down the phone, Zhang Shi rolled his eyes and suggested.

Hearing this, Yan Jingchuan swept over Wangcai who was constantly struggling on his legs.

The dog did indeed behave this way only when the statement was not in sight.

He thought for a while, then picked up his cane: "Alright."

Zhang Shi pouted.

Who the hell thinks.

The statement was still on stage, and Wangcai couldn't see it even in the front court.

Besides, there is obviously a cage next to it, so if you think Wangcai is troublesome, you can just lock it in.

Turning around and seeing that Yan Jingchuan had got up, he blinked, quickly managed his expression, and walked to the door: "President Yan, please."

After going out, I found He Qiyu, and asked her to help lead the way and find the location that was reserved in advance.

Since Zhang Shi picked up the tickets in person, Hua Yuan reserved a very favorable seat for the two of them.

There is no occlusion in front, and you can clearly see the figure of the statement on the stage.

On the big screen, the close-up of the statement can be seen more clearly than anyone else.

When they arrived, just as a song was over, the statement quickly changed clothes, and the band immediately switched to the intro.

"Ah - it's seamless!!!"

Zhang Shi was startled when he heard the screams coming from beside him.

When I went to see Yan Jingchuan, seeing him frowning slightly, I regretted the suggestion of coming to the scene for a while.

This sudden surprise was too noisy, and Mr. Yan didn't like this kind of environment the least.

But he hadn't thought about his words for leaving yet. On the big screen, the figure of the statement had slowly risen from the center of the stage.

The backup dancer quickly ran up from the back of the stage and spread out behind him.

The singing sounded.

The dance moves explode!

The screaming grew louder.

"Oh my god, the statement is so cool!!"

"Ah—statement! This body is so handsome!!!"

Zhang Shi saw the face on the screen.

Handsome is indeed handsome.

There is this deafening capital.

But he can't guarantee that Boss Yan can also accept such noise.

He turned to look at Yan Jingchuan again.

really.

President Yan frowned even deeper.

"President Yan..."

Zhang Shi's voice was drowned in the huge shout.

Yan Jingchuan looked at the big screen with a cold expression.

Zhang Shi had no choice but to follow his line of sight.

In the picture, the statement leads the backup dancers to the disc stage that breaks into the auditorium, getting closer to the audience, and the continuous screams can pierce people's eardrums.

The hem of the light blue suit on his body was flying in the air with the rhythm of singing and dancing, and the decorative buttons had already been undone, revealing a lighter-colored vest underneath.

It is only a layer of close-fitting fabric, and it is inevitable to break free from the waistband when dancing. It rises and falls with the movement of raising hands, inadvertently revealing a strong waist covered by thin muscles, which often arouses excited shouts.

The singing voice is deep and magnetic, and the dancing rhythm is explosive.

Every movement of the statement on the stage easily arouses the audience's upsurge!

He was too dazzling, and his stern eyebrows could not stop the fanaticism of the fans in the slightest.

The fiery atmosphere at the scene easily aroused everyone's emotions!

Zhang Shi watched it for a long time, and only realized after the end of a song. With Yan Jingchuan behind his back, he silently followed the fans and shook the automatic slap prop in his hand.

From the corner of the eye, he noticed Yan Jingchuan looking over, and silently put down his hand.

Afterwards, there were two soothing songs. There was no more vigorous singing and dancing, and the statement's clothes seemed neat and proper.

Yan Jingchuan gradually loosened his grip on the cane.

Another change of clothes.

Zhang Shi glanced behind him, and couldn't help but be moved by the popularity of the statement.

With the strength of the statement, maybe even without Mr. Yan's help, sooner or later the family's debt can be repaid.

Of course, it won't be as easy as it is now.

He was still thinking, and the screen erected on the stage was separated left and right.

The figure of the statement appeared on the big screen again.

A thin white shirt with the cuffs casually rolled up between the elbows, black suit pants with a few thin silver chains hanging from the trouser ears, shimmering in tiny colors under the stage lights.

Zhang Shi couldn't help but said: "Mr. Chen has such a good figure, he looks good in anything he wears."

Yan Jingchuan scanned the statement and only unbuttoned the neckline with one button, noncommittal.

But gradually.

The shirt was wet with sweat, slowly clinging to the flesh color.

The magnified picture also faithfully presents the looming muscle contours of the stated waist to all audiences.

Restless screams slowly gathered, surging from all directions.

"AH - STATE I LOVE YOU!!!"

"Abdominal muscles!! Clothing designer adds chicken legs!!!"

Yan Jingchuan's loosening force slowly tightened again.

He looked at the clearest image in the screen, his face turned black.

disheveled.

what it looks like.

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