Why can't the lead singer control himself

Enduring Zheng Hao's estrus all the way, Wan Jingjing finally got home.

"Send Maggie a message and tell them," Wan Jingjing carried the food into the kitchen and instructed Zheng Hao without looking back.

"Okay", Zheng Hao casually sent a message, and opened the courier he had brought all the way. This is the daily necessities he ordered that day after he realized that his toothbrush was thrown away - a toothbrush head suitable for Wan Jingjing's electric toothbrush , a towel of the same style as Wan Jingjing, and a few new pairs of underwear.

This courier arrived very timely.After the others came, Zheng Hao acted as a host, and showed Lin Zhangzhang and Gu Yao around the one-bedroom apartment. When they went to the bathroom, they accidentally touched the cup holder of the electric toothbrush.

Zheng Hao: "Oh, why did it fall down, it's just right, change the toothbrush head."

Lin Zhangzhang: "What's the situation, brother? You two? I said I felt something was wrong just now."

Zheng Hao kept his words vague on purpose, but he seemed even more ambiguous: "Damn, that's all."

Gu Yao opened his mouth wide: "You, you have long..."

Zheng Hao's satisfaction was beyond words, and he whispered to Gu Yao, "So don't covet him, we two, just like this electric toothbrush and toothbrush head..."

Gu Yao was puzzled.

Zheng Hao inserted the toothbrush head into the toothbrush handle: "The model matches and the fit is perfect."

Gu Yao was very delirious that night...

Until eating, Zheng Hao was still immersed in the behavior of occupying land. From time to time, he pressed Wan Jingjing who got up, and took the initiative to get ice cubes from the refrigerator and a colander in the kitchen to show his familiarity with this family.

Lin Zhangzhang sighed quietly: "Jing, you said you put aside such a good job and people, so what are you going to Hainan for?"

Wan Jingjing: "People?"

Lin Zhangzhang: "I'm a straight man. Although I don't know how to appreciate men, I can tell that Zheng Hao is good-looking, caring, and can make money..."

Wan Jingjing didn't know what Zheng Hao was doing behind his back, but he was sure in his heart that Lin Zhangzhang really didn't know how to appreciate men.

When Zheng Hao sat back, Lin Zhangzhang chatted again: "But Battery, I suggest you keep your sexual orientation low-key. Now the media is focusing on strange things, and it will be more troublesome."

"His most troublesome thing is not just his sexual orientation...you will know later, Mr. Zhang." Maggie joked.

Zheng Hao was a little guilty, and gave Wan Jingjing a piece of beef with chopsticks, and said embarrassingly, "I will change it in the future, trust me."

Wan Jingjing looked at the beef in the bowl, wondering if he was thinking about the credibility of this sentence, or whether he wanted to eat it or not.

I heard Lin Zhangzhang say again: "Well, you need to pay attention, if you appear on the show in the future, the exposure will increase, and the mainstream media will pay attention to you, and you will be restrained even more."

"What show are you on?" Zheng Hao asked, stopping his chopsticks in the air.

"Oh, this is just an idea," Linzhang explained with a smile: "Don't worry, it must be about music, and I usually have some invitations to judge music programs, so there are quite a lot of opportunities and choices, and we will choose slowly in the future. "

But Zheng Hao didn't want to skip this topic, he put down his chopsticks and said directly: "We are on the platform with a group of inexplicable little stars waiting for others to judge the survival of the fittest for us. .”

Wan Jingjing didn't say a word. This matter was arranged by the new manager, and he shouldn't have interfered in the first place. Besides, he himself didn't quite agree.

Only Maggie raised her glass to smooth things over: "Old Zhang, let me say that my band can't control it? You will have to accept the challenge in the future."

Lin Zhangzhang didn't look embarrassed at all, he was still joking: "Damn, I fully understand, I would not agree to that kind of monkey show, keep my personality and integrity, and I will definitely stand by your side."

Speaking of this, Zheng Hao couldn't talk about it anymore, he could only clink a glass, and this trouble was over.

After drinking for three rounds, no one at the table raised the issue of work again, and chatted about music and gossip from all over the world.

Lin Zhang is very popular in the circle, and he knows many things about the band at his fingertips, and he talks about himself.

He said that he liked rock music since he was a child, but his family felt that it was not doing his job properly, and the guitars he bought secretly would be confiscated. When he went to university to apply for a major, he wanted to play a side-by-side exam for media, but he was forced to change to a more promising financial management.

"So I made a long-term plan. First, I went abroad to study and graduate according to my family's wishes, but at the same time I kept writing music reviews and publishing them and running Weibo. When I graduated, I used the resources and contacts accumulated as music reviews to directly join the music company. My parents found out that I can make money to support myself, who else can control me, right?"

Lin said with a big tongue.

"Awesome, he's a talent." Zheng Hao didn't like much wine, but it was interesting to listen to Lin Zhangzhang's story. This person doesn't look very reliable, but he is a real person, and he doesn't hide it.

He also thought of himself: "I don't have the ability to try my best. I just dropped out of high school. I can do nothing but make music."

"Fucking brother, you are breaking the boat, you are really punk, do you know how much I envy you? When I have the right to choose, I will be 25, and it is too late to learn an instrument. I rely on my mouth to make money. Second, there is no way."

Lin Zhang was a little excited, and took pictures of Wan Jingjing again:

"So what I don't understand the most is you, Lao Wan. You say you, a musical family, a top student from a prestigious school, you just put such good conditions, and you don't play if you don't want to play. It's cheaper than that parallel importer Li Dafu..."

"Lin Zhang, you drank too much." Maggie interrupted him hastily.

Zheng Hao and Gu Yao were also taken aback. They didn't expect Lin Zhangzhang to know all this, let alone that he would tell it to his face.

Wan Jingjing drank a glass of wine, lowered his eyes and said, "If I had a choice, I wouldn't let others feel sorry for me."

The ends of his eyes are naturally turned up, and when he looks at people, he looks a little high-minded, and when he bows his head, he looks preoccupied.

Zheng Hao felt sour for no reason, couldn't stand it anymore, reached out to take Wan Jingjing's wine glass: "Don't drink it."

This side is tender and affectionate, and Lin Zhang Zhang started to ask which pot was not opened and which pot was not opened, and he insisted on asking: "Tell me, is it because of Li Dafu, this pretending grandson, if you say a word, he plagiarized this matter." I will never forgive..."

Well, this night, I asked all the questions I had held back for several days.

Although Zheng Hao was curious and wanted to know the answer, he didn't want to see Wan Jingjing fail to step down in front of outsiders.

In the end, he could only pretend to be a drunken maniac. He poured two full glasses of whiskey, drank one by himself, and handed the other to Lin Zhangzhang, saying:

"Brother Lin, I recognize you as a brother, so today I'm going to drink and play like a rascal, so I drank this drink first to apologize.

But I have to say, brother, you shut up.

I haven't dared to ask about Wan Jingjing, let alone you. "

Lin Zhangzhang was really drunk. When he heard the brother say this, he didn’t understand what it meant. He first hugged Zheng Hao and patted his back: "I also recognize you as a brother. From now on, I will definitely make you the number one Chinese speaker." A punk!"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to drink his own glass of whiskey.

Wan Jingjing stopped him.

"Brother Lin drank too much, let's stop here today, I won't keep you guys anymore." After finishing speaking, Wan Jingjing poured the glass of wine into his own, and touched Zheng Hao: "Thank you."

Then drank a full glass too.

After a mess, the brotherhood came to an end.

Zheng Hao is not very happy - what do you say to thank me?

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After that day, there seemed to be some changes in the way they got along.

In the past, the contact between two people was either about work or chatting with no limit.

But when Zheng Hao was writing songs, he always remembered the conversation between Wan Jingjing and him on the subway, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask him some questions about the arrangement.

Wan Jingjing set a precedent that time, and he is no longer tense, as long as he has time, he will reply seriously.

Later, Wan Jingjing gradually handed over the manager's work, and Zheng Hao was no longer afraid to disturb him. If he couldn't understand the voice chat, he just made a phone call.

The inspiration of musicians always erupts in the middle of the night, and the two of them often listen to Zheng Hao playing the guitar on the phone in the middle of the night.

Wan Jingjing didn't always have a unique opinion, many times he just listened and couldn't say how to change it, so he just talked about other things casually.

The movie I watched, a painting, yesterday's rain... and so on, while talking, I took Zheng Hao to find some kind of feeling, and played down excitedly.

After that, the chat records of the two gradually changed from music to various life experiences.Sometimes Zheng Hao wrote the lyrics casually, and sometimes it was Wan Jingjing's acrimonious words. The two people's views on social issues also have some brain holes that people don't know how to answer.

As for those questions, Wan Jingjing never asked them, and Zheng Hao never asked them either.

There has always been such a delicate balance between them, there used to be one balance point, now there is another, but there is always a lack of people who take the initiative to break it.

Autumn is coming to an end soon, and Wan Jingjing's home is getting more and more empty.

Zheng Hao helped him tidy up once, forcibly moved some daily necessities for washing to his own place, and asked Wan Jingjing to live in his home whenever he returned to Beijing.

"No, if you meet someone you shouldn't meet, it won't be embarrassing enough for the three of you to stare at each other." Wan Jingjing said with a smile.

Zheng Hao vowed: "I swear, there will never be anyone else, you can check the guard at any time."

Getting a supercilious look, Zheng Hao thought the same thing, Wan Jingjing is so proud, he would never do such a thing before, but now he has a low profile, and he doesn't hesitate to play like this.

He said he wanted to chase after him, but in fact Zheng Hao was too loud and rainy, and he hasn't expressed anything until now.

Seeing that people are going to leave, if there is no progress, they will be separated in different places in the future, one in the north and one in the south, and chatting alone will not be enough.

After thinking about it for several days, Zheng Hao received a call from his brother Zheng Jing.

"I'm just telling you, your mother's birthday is coming, don't forget."

When the phone was connected, he and his brother who came out of the same womb said something succinctly, which reminded Zheng Hao suddenly, isn't it his mother's birthday in November, and it is also Wan Jingjing's birthday.

"I know, I remember." Zheng Hao replied without blushing

"I don't expect you to come back, but you also buy a gift for the old lady, don't be heartless every day." Zheng Jing scolded

"Okay, I'll ask my sister-in-law to see what the old lady lacks and likes. I will pay for it, and it will be hard for my sister-in-law to place the order."

After Zheng Hao dealt with his brother with a smooth tongue, he scratched his head and hated himself for being heartless. He forgot his mother's birthday, and he didn't remember his future boyfriend's birthday, so he still hoped to have love.

After a while, I thought sadly:

Hey, on Wan Jingjing's birthday, it was almost time for him to leave.

What can we give to promote our relationship, and where can he bring him to see things and think about others?