Heavenly King, please grant me my life

When I was not the boss, I was famous in all the colleges and universities in Qianshui City, domineering and omnipotent, and having fun was my second daily life besides fighting.

You still have basic common sense, otherwise you would have become an addict long ago, and you don't know what it will be like to fail.

But those joys that have been intoxicated in it have never been so indulging in singing loudly when metal music roars like they are now.The ensemble from the stereo seemed to knock on the bones and knock on the soul. I don't know why such a song, which sounds like a plain folk song at first glance, is still so in tune with such a fierce sonata.

It wasn’t intense at first, just the gentle drums matched the rhythm, then the guitar was added, and finally the keyboard, bass, drums and electric guitar sounded passionately. Show it to God.

After several rounds, there was still a lingering sound in the room. The three audience members from Chu You applauded me, and the last drum beat gradually stopped, and I felt a little weak all over.Chu You beckoned me to the sofa where he was sitting, beckoned me to bend down to listen to him, I bent down obediently, he stretched out his arms to wrap around my neck, and pulled my head and half of my body into his arms Here, my profile was pressed against his, and he pulled me away again, and then he kissed me on the cheek.

I feel like getting an electric shock.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I broke free from him and stood up, touching the place on my face where he kissed just now, with an unexplainable mood.

Chu You: "You sing so well, I'm so happy that I want to kiss you."

Me: "You are crazy."

Chu You: "Hey, if you get a bargain, be happy and behave yourself."

Me: "I'm so happy to be kissed by a man!"

Chu You: "Don't lie to me. You have had boyfriends before, and I'll know if I do a random search."

Me: "Why are you checking me? Uh, did you take a fancy to my body?"

Chu You: "The forums of colleges and universities in the city are full of your romantic past. You can find out if you just check it. It took a bit of work to block and delete it all. I like you? Hehe, don't be narcissistic, you are still 500 short Year."

Me: "I didn't want to spend 500 years for you."

After several shocking performances, Jiang Xiaoke's fear of the tall and rough guitarist A He has turned into admiration, and he chatted with A He with a mouthful of classical Chinese.

Chu You: "Tomorrow you go to the recording studio by yourself. I'll tell you the address. Just arrive on time at eight in the morning. I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't go with you."

"It doesn't matter if I record alone. What are you doing tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, I'm going to rehearse for the concert at the gymnasium the night after tomorrow. I have three songs to be sung as the finale. I need to rehearse to match the backup dancers, lighting, etc. By the way, do you want to watch it? I'll get you a good ticket?"

"Okay, I'm not talking about girlfriends. By the way, get one for Jiang Xiaoke."

"Xiao Ke, don't go there. I have a friend who runs the Gufeng Society. There are many children of his age in it. They are also very fond of speaking and speaking. I think they will have a lot of fun. They have a youth party that night. You can send him there tomorrow to play first. He will be taken care of by my friend the day after tomorrow, and let them play together at night. My friend promised to take him with him. Oh, Ah He is also a member of the Gufeng Club, look at him With their passion for Xiao Ke, they are more suitable to play together."

The tall electric guitarist Ah He was bending over to hold Xiao Ke and was chatting. When his name was called, he raised his head and showed a simple and honest smile of a tough guy.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you." I nodded and said, "Give me the address of that friend of yours too."

A group of people came out of JSS-KTV, and I expressed my deep gratitude to the X-realm musicians at the door. They waved their hands and said that this is mutual benefit and mutual benefit.They are all cheerful people, getting to know them makes me feel warm in my heart.

Li Li asked if he wanted to take us home, and I said it would be fine to take Xiao Ke and take a taxi.

After that, Li Li sent Chu Youxian back, and the band got on the shiny and cool locomotive, and disappeared at the end of the long street while singing.

Jiang Xiaoke stood beside me, opened his mouth wide and yawned, and said in a daze, "Where do the belongings go when you are asleep at night?"

I saw a taxi coming from afar, and I ran up to stop it decisively, and turned around to greet Xiao Ke: "Get in the taxi and get off the car, it's home, come up!"

It was only when I was sitting in the car that I remembered that it was agreed that Chu You would sing two songs tonight, but we were all so excited that we forgot about it.

But it's okay to hear Chu You's live concert the day after tomorrow.

I was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning. After I got dressed and packed up, I checked the time. It was seven o'clock, which was just right.

Chu wrote the address as a text message and sent it to me at six o'clock. I rode my motorcycle to the recording studio, parked the car, and sent him a message: "I've arrived."

"Sing well." Immediately received a reply.

"Hello, I'm Cai Shen who came to record the song today, please give me your advice." I said to the staff who looked like me.

"Oh, Cai Shen, go in."

Coming out of the recording studio, I was still a little dazed.

This is the end of the recording?

Will it be on the radio tomorrow?

I'm going to make my debut soon?

I wanted to send a text message to Chu You, telling him that I finished the recording. After thinking about it, I couldn't report everything to him. He is so busy, and I can't burden him anymore.

After returning home, I picked up an antique Jiang Xiaoke, and I drove him to the Gufeng Club at that address. I knocked on the door, and the girl who opened the door was a girl who looked like a college student. So I picked up the brush and made a pair on the rice paper with another little girl in Hanfu. I explained the time to pick him up in the evening and left.

When I got home, I was restless, I couldn’t watch TV anymore, and I lost my mind when playing games. My mind was full of thoughts: Is that song processed in post-processing now? Has it been sent to the radio station? Can it really be played? Will it come out, will it be cut off by a certain BOSS in the middle, or is it because he was just teasing me from the beginning?

I really want to send text messages to Chu You.

But Ayu is very busy right now, rehearsing!

He is busy making millions! ~

How can I text him at this time! ~

When I noticed, I had been sitting on the sofa for an hour, holding my mobile phone, thinking constantly: give Chu Youfa, don’t give Chu Youfa, send him, don’t send, send, don’t send, send, no...

Damn, I'm not thinking of spring!

Chuyou's snow-white collarbone jumped into my mind, I just kicked his collarbone out, his gentle smile jumped in again, his naughty smile jumped in, and he played the guitar seriously. Come in, and finally he jumped in the same way he wrapped his neck around my neck last night and kissed me on the face.

I turned on the computer, searched Chu You's name with the player, and found a page full of results of songs he sang.

Just click on a song, and the sound of Chuyou is transmitted from the earphones to the eardrum, to the bones, to the blood, to the nerves. I want to take off the earphones to stop this throbbing, but I can't take it off.

What I was listening to was "The Same Kind" by cover singer Stefanie Sun:

The city after the rain is lonely and embarrassed

The seat on the side of the road is empty, who is it waiting for?

I hold time but it doesn't care

Is there anyone else who wants to be comforted as much as I do?

The wind stops and blows again, I suddenly think of someone

It's dawn and then it's dark, I've passed through several years

The heart is warm and the world is gray

Sometimes the lonely need another kind

It's not perfect if you take love and give it to us

Dreams are broken and we have a few chances

Go after

I don't know why love is rare and expensive

The clouds are cut in mid-air by the breeze

Memories may be beautiful, but they are flying away, right?

la la...

It's dawn and then it's dark, I've passed through several years

……

I must be so narcissistic that when I listen to this song, I can't stop wondering if Chu You is the same "kind" who sees through me at a glance.

Generally, a popular star like him doesn't want to have anything to do with a manly and unscrupulous soul like me.

He mentioned that he liked me before, which meant that the serious and clear life mentor likes the likes of transparent children.

I also desperately thought so.

He insisted on pulling me to rub his back, saying something absurd that he hasn't rubbed his back for a month, is he implying that he is lonely and boring?

I just thought about it for another hour, and when I came back to my senses, the list had automatically advanced to a cover song of his in Japanese.

I didn't expect him to sing Japanese songs.

The accompaniment is only the piano. He sang this song very slowly and freely, but he sang every detail beautifully and nicely.

I stared at the Chinese translation on the lyrics, one sentence at a time, and listened attentively.

After listening to a song, I took off the earphones and turned off the computer, went to my room and began to dig out the cabinets.

I didn't go to pick up the textbooks sent by the homeroom teacher by courier, where are they stuffed?

Where is my English book?

I dug out the high school English books issued by the school from a cabinet of old books that Jiang Xiaoke sorted out. I thought I was really crazy, and shook the dust on my hair cheerfully. Sitting at the table with a book.

After wiping the pages of the book with a paper towel, I took out the paper and pen that hadn’t been used for N years, and began to study with a sacred and serious heart.

Two hours later, I picked up my phone and called the only person I knew who was studying well.

Chen Xueyang cut it off.

Hit again.

Chen Xueyang cut it off.

Hit again.

Chen Xueyang cut it off.

I sent a text message: Mr. Xueba, can you send your high school English notes to my house?

no reply.

I buried my head and continued to study the English text.

Ten minutes later, the courier brother knocked on the door of my house and handed me a pack of brick-like things.

I opened it, and inside were Chen Xueyang's notes, six volumes in total, with a note attached to it: Don't look for me again.

I feel like a flower is blooming in my heart.

Courier brother: Since the sender chooses to pay by the other party in the same city, please pay ten yuan for the postage of this transaction.

I:……

Sending off the courier brother, I angrily sent a text message to Chen Xueyang: You took my 400 yuan last time when you asked someone to beat me, and you dared to ask me to pay the postage!

Immediately there was a reply: that was the breakup fee.

I'll post again: Obviously you are the one who cheated and shameless!

Reply: It is enough for you to pester me in the name of notes, and it is useless to obsess over me.

I send: fart.

Chen Xueyang’s six notebooks correspond to the six textbooks. It is estimated that at his level, these notebooks will definitely not be needed for review. When he opens the first notebook, various lines are drawn on it, and almost every sentence is indicated. , Turning two pages, there will be dense examples, analysis and interpretation of classic topics.I was intoxicated in the English world and worked tirelessly, time flew by quickly. Finally, I was interrupted by a knock on the door, and I opened the door cursing. I saw Awen, the tough guy and tall guitarist from last night, followed by Jiang Qashqai.

I slapped my head and forgot to pick up Xiao Ke.

I explained: "Oh haha ​​I was busy learning English and forgot to pick it up."

Ah Wen patted me on the shoulder and said, "Let's stop pretending."

Jiang Qashqai: "Hypocrisy is shameful and detestable."

I:……

The author has something to say: For details about the feeling of Japanese songs, see "Active Clown" sung by Yuke Mao