early bird sold out

Last weekend, as Ren Shuhan expected, he did not pass the audition. Du Liang even just let the only audition actor walk around the room before politely asking someone to go out again.

In the early morning of the same day, Xia Zhizhu left Jiangcheng in time for his schedule, and only saw the message from the eldest princess after getting off the plane.Ren Shuhan briefly mentioned her failed audition, and then immediately answered, "Where was Bo Chi last night?"

He shouldn't have asked Xia Zhizhu about this, but besides Xia Zhizhu, he seemed to have no one to ask, and after thinking about it, Xia Zhizhu still told him the location of Bo Chi's circle of friends that he had deleted the day before.After a whole night, he finally received a simple "yes".

The work of the few of them is too busy. Ren Shuhan entered the new crew for retreat shortly after the audition, and Song Ci signed an outdoor variety show for two of his artists. He left the resort that day, and Xia Zhizhu was Go to the airport to meet Xi Yue.

It's unbelievable that a colleague has become a brother-in-law.

What's even more unbelievable is that even though they have confirmed their relationship with their uncle and brother for more than half a month, the number of times they meet can be counted on one hand.

——It's a prelude to breaking up when you just fall in love and go to another place.

Xi Zhao turned over the useless tip in the corner of the magazine without any disturbance, and turned it back after a while, and folded it, not a single radical was spared.

Xi Zhao is satisfied.

Xi's house is very close to Cilan Temple, the most popular place in the city. This single-family red brick western-style building with a small garden was on the verge of being auctioned before the parents of Xi's family got married, until Fu Yu walked into the carved door with a dowry , the boss of the Xi family has just secured his precarious eldest son position.

Today is a working day, and even Xi Zhao's father is still working as the boss of the company, but the real busy man Xi Zhao was recalled by his mother, and at this moment he still can't understand the other party's intentions.

As the name suggests, Fuyu is as fragrant and beautiful as a red peony.The black tea in her cup is of the same type as the queen of Great Britain, and she herself is like the monarch of the constitutional country, as proud and perfect as a banner that never falls and the sun never sets.

"I heard that you are in a difficult situation in the company recently?"

Xi Zhao finally turned to the serious report of the financial magazine, propped his chin and glanced at the ten lines: "Who did you listen to?"

The freshly dyed Koujia was pierced into the unseasonal orange peel, Fu Yu changed the subject flatly: "Miss He family, take time to meet her."

The photo of Miss He's father in the interview column suddenly became a bit of an eyesore, and Xi Zhao answered her equally flatly: "No time."

Fu Yu didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "You met He Shi when you were a child. She just came back from the United States and lived in Austin before. You should have a common language."

New York and Texas are 2400 kilometers apart, and his mother is the No. 1 self-deception in the world.

Xi Zhao patiently replied again: "I said, I'm not free."

Fu Yu's face suddenly became extremely tense, and in the next second, the delicate tea utensil on the small table was slammed to the ground.

"Are you still trying to force me to die?" The woman's voice was extremely sharp.

She has threatened the men in the family so many times.

In the past, Xi's father and son had always followed her. Xi Zhao's first resistance was the last day of filling out the volunteers after the college entrance examination.He took the time to change his mother's choice back to the Mathematics Department of T University at the last moment in school, and on the way home, Fu Yu was waiting for him on the side of the road outside Cilan Temple.

On a summer evening in Jiangcheng, when Fu Yu saw his son with his schoolbag on his back waiting for a red light across the street, Fu Yu landed on the road like a kite with a broken string.

If it wasn't for the boy's pupils constricting and his body rushing up ahead of his reason, his mother might have died on the spot in front of him because of the red taxi that didn't brake in time.

And earlier, a dog mother who retired from the police dog profession because of her timidity was killed by a car just like that in order to protect him.

The overlapping of two blood-colored sunsets left too deep a haze in the hearts of the viewers. Not long after, in the graduation speech, Xi Zhao fell ill for the first time on stage without warning. Since then, he has never liked the twilight Totally bored.

Xi Zhao used to think that there should be no second mother in the world who would deliberately wait for the child to come home and seize the time to seek death, but a few days ago I heard from Xia Zhizhu that his aunt did the same, although the nature is slightly different, but From this point of view, his family's affairs are indeed very common and trivial in this world.

Xi Zhao even smiled: "I was never the one who forced you."

There was only a moment of rigidity, and Fu Yu's gaze softened again in a blink of an eye: "You go and see her, I'm doing it for your own good."

Xi Zhao still turned a deaf ear: "I'm afraid not."

Fu Yu frowned slowly: "Why?"

It is now 14:[-] in the afternoon, and Xingyan Shangxia has entered the working state for [-] minutes and [-] seconds.

Xi Zhao glanced at his watch, then raised his eyes to look at her, with a steady tone.

"I like men."

"My brother, it's really bad when it's bad."

Xi Yue winked at Xia Zhizhu.

Heavy rain hit the city in Jiangcheng, and the flight carrying passengers back home was forced to be delayed. They stayed in the VIP room of the airport in the transit city, watching the scorching sun outside the window and imagining the rising tide on the bank of the Lujiang River.

Xi Yue was telling the story of how his brother silently silenced the teacher who hated his younger brother when he held a parent-teacher meeting when he was a child. Xia Zhizhu tried his best to listen attentively, but his thoughts still drifted away involuntarily.

He remembered Wei Mingxi's long-winded "End of here" message not long ago. He replied after seeing it, but what he received was a red exclamation mark warning that he was no longer the other party's contact.

It's not yet the promised September, but Mr. Xi seems to have prepared a flat autumn for him in advance.

Wei Mingxi, won't you pester him again in the future?

After being chained by the slippery poisonous snake for too long, Xia Zhizhu suddenly got a breath of air. Xia Zhizhu touched the non-existing strangle marks on his neck, and was even a little confused.

Really, it's that easy... Is it over?

At night in the resort, the words that the man softly coaxed him while he was falling asleep came back to his ears.

—Have many people bullied you before?

- The past is all over.

And it was only today that Xia Zhizhu vaguely knew that there was still a sentence that he didn't say: I will get back all the past things for you.

This is how it feels to be protected.

When this exclamation came out, Xi Yue's story just ended at "Since then I walked sideways in our school".

Can he also walk sideways in Xingyan now?

Xia Zhizhu thought about the clumsy look of the mouthless bamboo like a crab, and couldn't help laughing.

"Are you kidding me?"

The boy who was half a year younger than him but half a head taller seemed to want to pinch the cheeks of the people around him, but considering the current relationship between the two, Xi Yue still consciously put his fingers back.

Preparations for Sean's new Chinese album have been completed, and the process for the digital album is relatively simple. It is expected that the pre-sale will begin in three days.

This is the second collaboration between him and Xia Zhizhu. Sean, whose talent seems to be inexhaustible, seems to be a little addicted. He is even trying to suggest whether Xia Zhizhu should write a song alone and then arrange it for him by himself, but this In the end, Song Ci dismissed the inconsequential thoughts indifferently on the grounds of "care of yourself".

... When will his brother change his agent?

As for the new song he officially collaborated with Xia Zhizhu——

/I trade my life for a flower

/my dead body won't rot in the mud

/ I'll be like a bird

/sleep in the blue sky

"Death in Summer" was written by Xia Zhizhu like "I'm going to die", but what Xi Yue wanted to write at the beginning was indeed a person who was over-marketed by Wanfeng, Love, and Crispy Watermelon, but was crazily abused by everyone after it really came. Xia Zhizhu is full of aura, and even adds an incarnation of "I" as fiery as summer on top of it.

The boy leaned on the comfortable seat with his eyes closed, silently rolled over the lyrics written by Xia Zhizhu, and said lightly: "Are you really not going to sing anymore? To be honest, I think your musical talent is more outstanding than your acting skills. "

Xi Yue has inquired that Xia Zhizhu was admitted to Kyoto City University of Arts - the oldest art university in Japan, one of the most prestigious - and this person dropped out of school without even finishing the first semester.

Learning music has never been a job to save money, and some problems that Xi Yue has never considered may be the last straw that breaks the camel's back when applied to others.But because of such helpless and realistic reasons, Xia Zhizhu's life turned at this point.

Although it cannot be said that he is not doing well now, but as a bystander, Xi Yue feels sorry for it, and he does not know what Xia Zhizhu was thinking after spending all his savings to compensate his mother's "relatives" and his adoptive mother. Accept the fact that you may never be able to sit in a college classroom and study like everyone else.

In the past, he had no choice, but now, he seemed to finally have some choice.

Does he still want to choose?

Xi Yue opened half of his eyes: "Haven't you ever thought about going back to study? My brother actually had the idea of ​​letting you go back and finish your studies before."

Xia Zhizhu's eyes fell on the soft carpet.

There were many concerns, and he chose one of them: "I'm not sure if people will like my music."

"That's right," Xi Yue shrugged. "Just like writing, being able to write music that everyone can understand and be touched by is a very remarkable skill in writing. Talent and hard work are indispensable."

That's right, Xia Zhizhu was thoughtful, but he didn't expect that Xi Yue's next sentence would be: "But I have already given up communicating with everyone."

No one wants to go the niche route from the beginning.

Even though those who sell money are praised as masters, and those who lose money are called artists, their original intentions are the same - no matter what they say, when people express their thoughts and thoughts in various ways, there will always be something in the bottom of their hearts. Everyone is expecting resonance.

But there are so many people in this world, some will resonate with you, and most will not.

It is indeed a good way to work hard to gain more people's approval, but isn't it another way out to just express the part of yourself that you want to express?

——What kind of person do you want to be when you enter the entertainment circle?

Xia Zhizhu suddenly remembered the answer he gave Xi Zhao two months ago in late spring.

——I want to be a person who is liked by some people and loved by a few of them.

This original intention was originally very simple, but he seemed to be lost under the reputation of "Xia Zhizhu", and unexpectedly forgot it unconsciously.

"You gave me some inspiration, I'm thinking about the proposition of the next song recently."

"Did I have the good fortune to know in advance?"

Xi Yue closed his eyes again, and his voice was extremely bewitching: "Falling in love with someone is like creating a belief and serving a god that may fall at any time."

Xia Zhizhu answered quickly: "Borges?"

A gentle female voice broadcast on the radio.

Xi Yue pretended to sigh helplessly, stretched his arms behind his head and stretched his waist. When he got up, he said slowly, "It's the same as in front of my brother. I don't have any sense of cultural superiority at all."

Xia Zhizhu blinked: "But aren't you looking forward to resonance?"

Xi Yue smiled and hooked his fingers at him: "Let's go, great little sister-in-law."

Someone is waiting for them to come home.

Sean and Xia Zhizhu's itinerary has been made public when they participated in the recording of the variety show in the past few days. When the flight arrived in the river, the two took their luggage and met with the assistant. As expected, they met the long-awaited fans at the pick-up gate.

Today is a working day, relatively speaking, there are not too many people, the only thing left to decide about the next itinerary is going back to the company to report, Xia Zhizhu simply put on a peaked cap and patiently handed over the posters, banners, and photos one by one Sign each one with their names.

Xi Yue has no more fans than him, but no one can refuse this man when he smiles. After taking a few photos of Hard Candy and their bamboo, Sean pretended to pucker his mouth, and the little girls raised their eyebrows in embarrassment. Pick up the phone and take a photo for them.

Caught off guard, the boys hugged their shoulders and pressed them together, and there were suppressed screams everywhere.

Xia Zhizhu curled up his lips helplessly facing the camera, and only he could hear the words "I, 'Bamboo Mat', will definitely knock 'Mint Pond' off the super talk list for my brother today."

But this person probably didn't think that his brother might just think that having such a younger brother is really redundant.

The rain had stopped long ago, but the ground still smelled of dampness.

The letter I wrote with my own hand was handed over to the person I wanted to hand it to just now, and the joy in the eyes of the little girl who came all the way from the university city to change classes was lingering, and the deer in her heart was still bouncing while queuing at the taxi pick-up area .

The driver looked at the girl who was still excited after getting into the car unexpectedly: "You didn't bring any luggage?"

"No, I'm here to pick you up."

"Ah, what about the person you picked up?"

Under the bewildered gaze of the driver, the girl in the rearview mirror smiled and rolled her eyes: "He also has a driver!"

A part-time driver for the president who decided to miss work for an afternoon when he missed work by 5 minutes.

At the exit of the VIP channel, Xia Zhizhu, who had just been informed that the driver was outside the door, raised his eyes to meet Xi Zhao's.

The city was completely washed away by the heavy rain, and the brilliant twilight spread behind the distant mountain-like shadow and the car he was leaning on.

Someone was waiting for him on the Sunset Boulevard after the rain.

"By the way," Xi Yue, who had just coaxed the assistant away alone, said unhurriedly, ""Death in Summer" is too rough, it didn't pass the review, our song was changed to a new name by my brother."

Xia Zhizhu and his brother looked at each other quietly.

"What's it called?" he asked softly.

With his pocket in his pocket, Xi Yue pursed the lip line that was carved almost in the same mold as his brother who was not far away beside Xia Zhizhu.

""Summer Silence", silent silence."

The sunny day is only temporary, but the moment is eternal.

When I met you, the silent sunset became my favorite sky in my heart.