The sprayer turned black on me

In less than 30 seconds, Cheng Minghao stared dumbfounded at Cheng Qiwen completing the sequence of wiping his mouth, getting up, putting on his suit jacket, and taking out his wallet to get money.

"You, you, what are you going to do?" The younger brother looked at half of the steak left on his brother's plate, and then at the other food on the table, "Have you finished?"

"I won't eat it."

Cheng Qiwen pressed a credit card and seven or eight banknotes on the dining table.

"Just keep ordering what you want to eat, and pay with this card after eating. If you can't finish eating, you can ask your friends to come over to play together, but don't swipe for me.

"Reserve cash, take a taxi home when you're tired, you have to be back before [-] o'clock tonight - I will say hello to Wang Ma. It's not until eight o'clock, and I'll skin you next time we meet."

"Wait, wait!" Cheng Minghao didn't know why, and looked at his brother with wide eyes in disbelief, "Isn't this meal just to comfort me when I'm broken in love?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you leave?"

"I have something to do." Cheng Qiwen looked at the watch on his left hand, with a hurried expression, "Stop talking, I'm in a hurry. Remember what I said, go home before eight o'clock in the evening."

Wave your hand without taking a single cloud with you.Mr. Cheng, a busy man, came here leisurely and left in a hurry.

Cheng Minghao unhappily grabbed the banknotes and cards on the table, put them in his pocket, and continued to swear at his brother: "Bastard brother, you are so busy eating a meal! No matter how busy you are, your brother is as important as you are!" Huh?—I must have gone to see my lover!

"Prefer sex over younger brother, I'm bah!"

After scolding, Cheng Minghao made another plan. With a smirk, he took out his mobile phone and called his parents who were still traveling.

"Hey, Mom? Are you busy, Mom? Let me tell you something..."

……

Cheng Qiwen drove all the way to the copper pot shabu shop that he had agreed with Er Niu.

It's past one o'clock in the noon, which is barely enough for a meal, and there are almost no seats in the store.After entering, Cheng Qiwen searched for a while, and finally locked the location of Erniu with the help of the suitcase.

"Hello, are you Er Niu?"

The man who was boiling the meat hurriedly stopped his hands, stood up and shook hands with Cheng Qiwen to say hello: "Oh, I am me! You are the old K? Nice to meet you!"

Er Niu held Cheng Qiwen's hand with both hands and shook it up and down, very sincerely.

"Sit, sit, sit! Oh, if I knew you were so handsome in a suit and tie, I would make an appointment with a higher-end restaurant!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Cheng Qiwen didn't mind, and sat down opposite Er Niu automatically and consciously, "It's good to cook meat in a copper pot, I also like to cook meat in a copper pot."

Er Niu touched his nose guiltily: "That's not exactly what it means. It's because the shabu-shabu tastes great. I'm afraid of you. Let Xiao Daoer find out."

Only then did Cheng Qiwen realize this, and hastily took off his heavy suit jacket, letting the waiter hang it aside.

"It should be all right? At worst, when I go back, where can I find a shopping mall to get rid of the smell."

"Let's disperse and disperse."

Er Niu nodded repeatedly, and stuffed several pieces of meat into his mouth while talking.

"Song Daodao is very suspicious and insecure. If you want to get along well with him, you must pay more attention to his psychological state."

Cheng Qiwen smiled and nodded, feeling more and more like a son-in-law meeting his natal family: "I understand."

Last time I played a few games and heard Er Niu making jokes in his voice, Cheng Qiwen thought that Er Niu himself was running the train all the time, sloppy and unreliable, but now he knows the real person: he was wrong.

Although he is not the image of an elite in a suit and leather, he is dressed in casual clothes very neatly; he is a bit fat and wears black-rimmed glasses, but he feels very capable, mature, and reliable, and even A bit of an artist's strength of character.

Such a contrast made Cheng Qiwen realize that the image of Er Niu usually making jokes in the game was probably just a fake.

——I only pretended it for Song Yu.

"I saw you today, and I feel that you are different from the one in the game? How should I call you?" Cheng Qiwen sent out a business card again, "Let me go through the process first. My name is Cheng Qiwen, and this is my business card. "

"Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself."

Er Niu beckoned the waiter to serve an extra serving of sesame sauce, wiped his hands and mouth, and handed out a business card, keeping Cheng Qiwen's one away.

"Yang Yuandong. You can call him whatever you want. You can call him Brother Yuandong or Brother Dong. It doesn't matter. It's better to call him Erniu or Brother Niu."

Cheng Qiwen carefully looked at the words on the business card, and suddenly realized: "No wonder your other game ID is called eastern..."

"Hehe, you picked it all up? Xiao Daoer told you, or did you pick it up yourself? Awesome!" Er Niu couldn't help giving a thumbs up, "You are too strong. That day Song Dao The moment Shima pulled you into the team, I thought you were too strong."

"How to say?" Cheng Qiwen picked up the chopsticks to pick up the meat, and began to rinse, "Song Yu has known you since he was a sophomore in high school, right? It can be seen that he trusts you very much."

"That's not—that's trusting me very, very much." Er Niu patted his chest proudly, "But trust is hard-earned. It's been five years since I met him in the second year of high school! Don't you know that I'm useless How hard it is, I must take the opportunity to complain to you!"

Under Er Niu's alias accusation, but actually leaking information, Cheng Qiwen finally had a general understanding of Song Yu's past.

As a top idol, Song Yu is actually not interested in debuting, becoming an idol or an artist.The vocal music, instrumental music, dance, etc. that I learned to realize my artist dream from childhood to adulthood were all carried out under the coercion and pressure of my parents.

In his first year of high school, Song Yu left his hometown Nancheng and traveled more than 2000 kilometers alone to study in the capital.

"You think, a kid who grew up in the south, coming to our big capital, unfamiliar with the place, and having no companion, how confused and scared is he?

"Unfortunately, under such circumstances, Xiao Dao'er met that doggy surnamed Sun."

Song Yu, who grew up under the strict requirements of her parents, has always had "idol self-consciousness".This self-consciousness is reflected in the defensiveness and deliberate alienation of others.

But teenagers who have been fighting alone at the age of fifteen or sixteen will always be lonely.The more you refuse to socialize on the surface, the easier it is to yearn for it in private.

"Gou Ri grew up in the capital. He has some contacts and resources here. He was very kind to Xiao Daoer at the beginning and took special care of him.

"But that tortoise grandson really has bad character—I suspect that he was there for threats at the beginning! After getting close enough with Song Daodao and reaping a lot of benefits, he began to reveal his true nature."

"Benefits?" Cheng Qiwen frowned, "Aside from the so-called 'intimate group photo', what else did that son of a bitch get?"

Er Niu clicked his tongue: "You are in this business, can you not know? - Resources!

"The resources our Daoer has obtained by relying on his own excellent qualifications are comparable to that bastard?"

The art test is very dependent on the qualifications of the teacher.Being led by a well-known and knowledgeable teacher will definitely have an advantage over taking art test training classes.

Many film kings, actresses, directors, etc. who have accumulated a certain amount of accumulation will also regularly select some good seedlings and keep them with them.

"Oh..." Cheng Qiwen remembered, "No wonder sister Xu from our company's film and television department said, 'Song Yu is her student'."

"Yes, yes, this sister Xu is one of them - I remember her, she won two TV queens, right?"

Er Niu thumped the table angrily.There was a light touch between the porcelain bowls, making a crisp sound.

"Xiao Dao joined your company, it seems that sister Xu and another... forgot who, but she's pretty good anyway, set him up. Let's go to your sister Xu's class together!

"Good guy, behind-the-scenes classes! Can it be so easy to find?"

"Tsk," Cheng Qiwen was so angry that he had a headache, "I have to bury this bastard."

"must!"

As Er Niu said, he remembered another thing.

"You don't know, Song Daodao even wrote a song for that bastard!"

"And this?" Cheng Qiwen looked murderous, "Which song?"

"I don't know too well—anyway, there must be such a thing." Er Niu said that his lungs were about to explode, "The bastard must have posted it under his own name! Ouch, what happened to our little island?" It's so easy to bully, it really pissed me off."

The fire in the copper pot was turned down, and the soup inside was slowly bubbling.Cheng Qiwen poked at the meat in the bowl without appetite, and wrote down all the grievances of the day for Song Yu.

"Is there anything else? Just tell me, and I'll find time to check everything. I don't believe it, and I can't catch this bastard's tail."

"No more." Erniu spread his hands helplessly, "Song Daodao has a strict mouth, and he has only told me these things in bits and pieces in the past five years. I guess there is nothing else, after all, they were young and Can't do anything special."

Er Niu let out a long sigh.

"It's really not out of the question, but this matter has hurt Dao'er a lot. He was quite autistic at first, but after being teased like this, he doesn't like to talk to people anymore.

"It's all thanks to my keen eyes and knowledge! When I met Xiao Daoer in the cram school, I could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with this person!"

Er Niu is a rich second generation in the capital. He is cheerful and loves to make friends. People who study art are also open-minded and willing to accept all kinds of people.

Back then, Er Niu took the initiative to spend a year in a tutoring institution when he was a sophomore in high school because his culture classes were too bad, and he happened to meet Song Yu.

"We were teaching in a small class. Because I was poor in cultural subjects, the teacher asked Xiao Daoer to take me to learn.

"We chatted and got acquainted, guess what? Hey, we both bought Watchmen back then!"

"That's right," Cheng Qiwen suddenly realized, "Shouwang was released in 2016, and you happened to be in the second year of high school that year—just met!"

——No wonder they all became the bosses of land reclamation!

"Yeah. I play pretty well, and Xiaodao is also 66, so we often qualify together.

"Just play around, and you'll get familiar with it. Play around—damn, accidentally dominate."

"It's okay, it's okay." Cheng Qiwen gave a thumbs up appreciatively, "Brother Niu, be tough!"

Er Niu pretended to be modest, and waved his hand: "Hey, I dare not dare, Xiao Daoer and I ranked together, and Xiao Daoer carried more, and I was taken away as soon as I was taken away--Old K, you are not bad ah!

"Speaking of which, the name 'Er Niu' was given to me by Xiao Daoer, which means Er You Niu. After calling it for so many years, the more it is called, the more popular it becomes."

"So that's what it means? It's really appropriate."

Cheng Qiwen took a sip of water and changed his taste.While there were no waiters standing around, he stretched his neck and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Niu, I still have a question I want to ask you."

"Hey." Er Niu imitated Cheng Qiwen's appearance, and also lowered his voice, "As long as I know, I will answer you truthfully. I have always been worried about Song Daodao's mental health, and I hope that there will be more people around him to take care of him. .”

"It's just... I actually asked Song Yu this question before, but I think you will have more thoughts and opinions if I ask you.

"Do you think Song Yu likes boys?"

The author has something to say: Er Niu's mental activity belike: This guy is so active, he must have taken a fancy to my Song Dao Island.

Song Daodao belike, who did not appear in the two chapters: I was sneezing like crazy again today, either someone scolded me or someone missed me.

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The little idol will be back in the next chapter!