The male protagonist said he hates me [Quick Transmigration]

The light in the villa is very bright, which seems to bring warmth to such a long night.

"Is it tasty?"

The ivory white chopsticks rest lightly on the side of the bowl.

The black-haired young man wiped his lips and responded casually.

The person opposite curled his lips, "I shouldn't be here."

Chang Qing looked up at him and smiled, "I didn't ask you to eat with me either."

It was very late, and Liang's father and mother both fell asleep.Liang Ran said that he still had to deal with documents, so he went downstairs to have a supper, but soon, he put down his chopsticks after a few mouthfuls. His appetite was not very good, so he could only silently watch the black-haired young man opposite him eat.

Under such gazes, Chang Qing finished dinner slowly.

After that, it's like this now.

Liang Ran was so angry that she blushed and glared at him fiercely, "You better not move back!"

Chang Qing smiled, "I will stay tonight."

Liang Ran froze, did the aggressive method really work?

So the bedroom next door to Liang Ran, which hadn't been lived in for a long time, ushered in its long-lost owner.

Chang Qing inspected his territory, "It's still the same as a few years ago."

The basic tone of the bedroom decoration is black and white, which is a little simple, but there are traces of music on the walls and every corner of the room, stickers and gadgets of musical notes, guitars, harmonicas and even cucurbits, etc. musical instruments... They all belong to the The memory of the original owner's growth.

Time seems to have treated this warm space favorably, and it has hardly changed.

Chang Qing found the velvet bedding and sheets in the cabinet in the room. The white quilt cover was soft when touched by fingers.

He lowered his eyebrows.The futon storage cabinet is also free of dust and very clean.

Obviously cleaned frequently.

"..."

Chang Qing turned around, the sharpness and repulsion on that handsome young man's face had disappeared in his dazed eyes, as if he had recalled something far away.

The two looked at each other, Liang Ran suddenly came back to his senses, and became awkward again, "What are you looking at?"

Chang Qing smiled at Yan Yan, her black eyes fell gently on the paper lion.

Seemingly affectionate and moved, goosebumps appeared on the person's face when he looked straight at him, "What do you want to do?"

Liang Ran was extremely anxious.

"Make my bed, my dear brother."

"……"really.

The parents next door are fast asleep.Liang Ran silently recited a sentence of truth in his heart, brothers and filial piety are in the middle...

"roll!"

Brother Daoyou, brother Daogong.

If you didn’t do the former, you don’t even have to think about the latter!

Liang Ran was furious, ready to slam the door and leave.

A faint sigh sounded from behind, "I remember my younger brother used to cuddle me to sleep when I was a child, you often kicked the quilt at night, and you often kicked me, to express your guilt, my younger brother would always spread the quilt and warm the bed before going to bed, waiting for me..."

It turned out that he remembered such small details.

"Stop talking!" Liang Ran almost wanted to cover his face, "Help you, help you."

Chang Qing nodded in satisfaction, "Hurry up."

He rubbed his eyes, obviously sleepy.

Liang Ran pursed his lips, and asked inadvertently while making the bed, "Now that draft is waiting for the finals, what are your plans for the future?"

Chang Qing leaned against the wall, quietly watching his movements.

"What do you think I should do next?" he asked back.

Liang Ran was speechless for a moment.

Chang Qing doesn't like people intervening in his life.

He suppressed his original intention of pulling Chang Qing into Chang's family, and then turned his eyes complicated and said, "A director called me and he took a fancy to you. He wanted you to sing a theme song and participate in the performance." a role."

"Ok?"

After making the bed, Liang Ran turned to explain to him.

It is the talented director Chang Hua who is good at making literary and artistic films. The media also reported that he is preparing for a movie "Deviant", in which there are countless big-name actors, including the new actor Ke Nian and the popular and pure sister Ding Ningyu.

Changhua...a familiar name.

Liang Ran looked at him with deep eyes. The black-haired young man paused for a moment, then lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about the pros and cons.

After a long time, low laughter broke the silence.

"Don't go," Liang Ran said, "That Changhua is a good friend of mine at a business party. It happened a few years ago. Although he was withdrawn and weird at the beginning, his character was really good..."

Faced with Chang Qing's increasingly gentle smile, Liang Ran quickly explained, "He changed a little bit after returning from a trip abroad a few years ago. Gradually, it's almost gone now. Contacting me now is because of your business..."

If you get someone's boyfriend, it's fine if you don't avoid it, and you will be chasing someone to ask someone to act and sing for them.

What kind of magical operation is this?

If Chang Qing could go, it would be unbearable for ordinary people, and he would just become a Buddha immediately.

"What time?"

Liang Ran was surprised. The black-haired young man had raised his face. His delicate face, every inch of skin, became whiter and softer under the light, as if it had been coated with holy light.

impossible.

Liang Ran frowned and concentrated, this time he finally abandoned his eyes, from the docile skin, he got into the lazy black eyes of the black-haired young man, and glimpsed a corner of the cold hell.

Indifference, playful, and seeming interest.

He smiled, but there was no trace of joy in his eyes.

Resources that come to your door, why not?

"..."

Liang Ran suddenly felt an indescribable strangeness.

In the past, although Chang Qing suffered from mild depression and was gloomy and dull all over, he still pursued his dreams and had kind thoughts in his heart.

now……

Liang Ran recalled his appearance when he came on stage in the second phase.

The dark-haired young man has a calm expression, the band-aid on the brow bone that looks like a black ink mark, and the scratches all over his body... Although the scratched right leg has healed, it has left a permanent scar, which is very faint, on the pale skin But it is very clear.

He said wish him a happy breakup.

Then he changed.

Some people always have to fall to their heads and blood to wake up.

Liang Ran stared at the position of his brow bone.

His ability to do things like show contestants running away in the middle of the night also partially shows that he is not a completely gentle or even cowardly person.It's like this now, but the green grassland above the head is too much... Who can bear it as a man?If someone else had directly raised the knife and slashed, Chang Qing would still be so calm...

In short, it may be a good thing that Chang Qing has changed.

After all, the world is so sharp, if people are too soft... what should we do?

There was unbearable and unspeakable emotion in his eyes.

Chang Qing cast a glance at him.

"Don't look at me like that."

Silly lion.

I don't know what to think about.

Stay at home for a few days, feel at ease.

It can't go on like this forever.The wind and snow were blowing hard outside, and the person on the bed finally woke up, turned over and buried himself in the soft pillow, groped for a while, and before he even raised his face, he heard a knock on the door.

"It's twelve o'clock."

The door opened, and Chang's mother stood outside, a little anxious, "I'm going to be late."

Chang Qing's eyes were hazy, holding the phone, "I saw it."

After slowly getting up to wash, he casually put on a black long-sleeved T-shirt, put on a down jacket and was ready to go out.

Today is the day to prepare to record the song, and the director will also listen to it, and decide whether to use him to sing the theme song.Everyone in the circle knows that Chang Hua is extremely responsible for his films, every step must be done in a down-to-earth manner, and he must do it himself. Although this will bring people a sense of oppression like surveillance, Chang Hua's talent and status are obvious to all, and there is no need to worry about it. No one dares to say anything.

Usually such a big director is someone else who waits for him first, but this is not the case today.

He was sitting in an air-conditioned lounge, with a down jacket on the side, and a casual and slightly old black sweater. He was looking down at his phone, occasionally moving his fingers, and he didn't know what he was looking at. There was no fluctuation in his expression, his face was expressionless, like A puppet without emotion or soul.

Sure enough, it is true that Changhua has a strange personality, withdrawn and unapproachable in the circle.

The sound engineer in the recording studio silently shrank aside, extremely embarrassed.

Finally, the sound of footsteps was slow and clear. The sound engineer looked as if he had found a savior. The door opened, and the black-haired young man bent his lips towards them.

"It's still three minutes away."

Sound engineer: "..." This is too good at pinching points.

But the atmosphere has broken the ice.

The recording engineer brother is a Northeast guy with personality, he likes people with a bit of personality like this, of course they must be talented.He stood up, looking forward to Chang Qing's performance, and restrained himself from asking Chang Hua who was still looking at his phone, "That?"

Is recording started?

Chang Hua didn't look up, and hummed lightly.

His face was expressionless and his face was paralyzed, showing no trace of emotion.

Chang Qing took another look at Director Chang Hua because of his unique personality, and raised his eyebrows and smiled again.

He is obviously a vigorous young man in his twenties, but he is casually dressed. His dirty black sweater has a few white spots. I don’t know where the wall came from. His shoulder-length curly hair is still oily, and his wooden face is stubbled. , his voice was low and indifferent, almost hitting the word mourning on the top of his head.

Sensing the gazes on the way to the recording studio, Chang Hua paused for a moment when he swiped the phone page, and looked back at him.

The bangs are a bit long, barely covering the position of the eyelashes, just enough to reveal the pair of blue eyes like dry sea water.

Still without any emotion, the sound engineer who was walking side by side with Chang Qing felt hairy.

Chang Qing boasted casually, "The director has big eyes."

Although he has a sloppy face, he is of mixed race anyway, with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets, so it will not be that bad.

In the recording studio, Chang Qing was a little unfamiliar with the equipment.

After a few minutes, it was almost done, and I started to sing according to the score sent a few days ago. It was someone else's song, and it was similar to Chang Qing's composition style, both of which were dark.

The sound engineer brother in the listening room said, "It's pretty good."

There is no flaw in the singing skills, and the voice is like the sound of nature.

But that's it.

Many first-line singers have sung it before, but this song is too sad as a whole, like rotten garbage floating on the seashore, like it rains all day long...

Originally thought that Chang Qing was good at gothic dark style, and now Chang Qing is also a rising star in the music world, a so-called musical genius, and can perform successfully.

Is it irreversible for anyone to sing?

There were a few people in the listening room who knew how to arrange music. They exchanged glances and expressed their disappointment with Chang Qing's results.

"This song doesn't work." Chang Hua, who had been silent all this time, spoke instead.

Chang Qing slowly put down the earphones and walked out of the recording studio. In the recording studio, he saw the expressions of those people through the transparent glass, and guessed a bit.

"I haven't asked yet, what is the director's request for this song?"

His eyes were downcast, he was obviously sleepy, and he had no extra emotions, nothing like shame or anger.

"Your famous song." Chang Hua turned the phone around and let him watch it.

All the blue light on the stage shone on the lazily black-haired young man holding the guitar.

The familiar singing voice is low and elegant, and the tune is dark and gorgeous Gothic style, which is very special.It was "Black and White" that made Chang Qing popular overnight in the second episode of the first show.

The director never leaves his mobile phone, in fact, he really is a good young man who surfs the Internet today.It seems that he quite likes Chang Qing's song praising darkness and walking towards death.

Chang Qing twitched the corner of her mouth, "I can't do it."

He flicked up the songbook that belonged to someone else in his hand, and said bluntly, "This song is not suitable for me, and it is useless to find me."

"..."

It's not a small space, but when a few people who know music sit together, it feels like suffocation.

A lazy wealthy son, a genius director in the entertainment industry who is withdrawn.

Your son indirectly denied the director's music aesthetics.

It is said in the circle that the director is uncertain and irritable...

"Yes," Chang Hua said succinctly, "You create an original song."

Chang Hua was not angry, he even obeyed this noble son.

The sound engineer was stunned, "But I bought the copyright of this song."

"It's okay." Chang Hua seemed to be used to doing such things, and his tone was very flat.

He doesn't care about offending people or anything, he just does his job, extremely indifferent, and doesn't understand the world.

"Ten days, the song must come out." After finishing asking the black-haired youth, Chang Hua lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, "Add a drama group to facilitate work and communication."

Such an imperative tone.

Chang Qing smiled, "I've run out of inspiration recently..."

"That's eleven days."

"..."

Emotional intelligence is a good thing, but there are always people who don't have it.

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The author has something to say:

Today, when I went back to my hometown to sweep the grave, I was almost sent away by the bang bang bang salute from all directions.

Looking down, the dog was barking in fright, and it was estimated that it was almost sent away.

苦涩的心情不由得甜美了起来。【手动狗头】感谢在2021-03-2023:41:42~2021-03-2821:14:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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