Agreement lovers [entertainment]

Lin Dian was only in a daze for a while, Qin Jiangyin let go of the back of his neck again, and turned to hook his neck.

The weight of his entire arm was on Lin Dian's shoulders. Lin Dian didn't realize that this action was not a shoulder hook between brothers and friends, but more inclined to declare sovereignty.

Lin Dian only said, "I'm serious."

But it doesn't mean that Qin Jiangyin should wear the shoes of a three-year-old child, but that Qin Jiangyin looks like a three-year-old child.

Qin Jiang didn't understand what he meant, but it didn't prevent him from pressing Lin Dian's head with his hand and rubbing it vigorously: "Child."

Lin Dian always felt that Qin Jiangyin was rubbing a dog, and every time he touched his head, Lin Dian felt a strange feeling, probably because no one would be like Qin Jiangyin: "I'm only three years younger than you."

Qin Jiangyin: "Even if you are smaller than me for a day, you are still small."

He was right, and Lin Dian couldn't find anything to refute.

So Lin Dian could only let Qin Jiangyin mess up his hair.

After Qin Jiangyin's palm moved away, Lin Dian wanted to cut his hair, but unexpectedly, before he raised his hand, Qin Jiangyin's fingers slipped into his hair again.

Lin Dian was slightly taken aback, feeling that Qin Jiangyin was combing his messy hair in an orderly manner, so the slight sense of strangeness that was originally only a little bit was infinitely magnified.

I don't know why, Qin Jiangyin's hands were cold in the [-]s and [-]s before, but now that it's winter and the temperature has dropped, Qin Jiangyin's hands are dry and hot.

Even the temperature of the fingertips is so distinct.

Lin Dian had the illusion that his hair was about to be scalded.

Lin Dian pursed her lips, and wanted to slap Qin Jiangyin's hand away.

...Obviously this time Qin Jiangyin didn't say anything to tease him on purpose, but was just helping him tidy his hair.

Lin Dian: "Don't do it."

Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows faintly, his eyes were always locked on Lin Dian, and he brushed Lin Dian's hair slowly: "It's almost ready."

So Lin Dian waited for a while, but Qin Jiangyin still didn't let go of his head: "...Teacher Qin."

Lin Dian was afraid that after being rejected, he still enthusiastically stood aside and was ready to recommend products to them at any time. The shopping guide recognized Qin Jiangyin, so he just yelled in a low voice.

Qin Jiangyin hissed lightly.

He put down his hand and twirled his fingertips. Lin Dian's hair was of good quality, and it was prickly, and it was a little itchy when he pricked his hands.

Why do you still call him teacher?

Qin Jiangyin patted Lin Dian on the back of the head again, thinking that he looked like an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

but……

Qin Jiang faintly thought of the variety show he let Feng Ting get in touch with, and smiled.

It's better for Lin Dian to keep shouting like this. He has many ways to correct it.

Lin Dian didn't know why he was hit again, it wasn't painful, he just thought that Qin Jiangyin probably had ADHD, and he always liked to use his hands and feet.

Said to go to the supermarket, in fact, did not spend much time.

Because it didn't take long, Lin Dian took over the shopping cart, pressed his elbows on the shopping cart, and used half of his body weight to push the cart.

Qin Jiangyin knew at a glance that he was lazy: "Why don't you get in the car and I push you?"

Lin Dian glanced at the shopping cart, and began to seriously consider whether he could sit on it because of his size.

He is not fat, just tall.

Qin Jiang faintly sensed his intention, and patted his head amusedly: "Leave your leg alone, it won't fit in."

Lin Dian sighed with regret.

Seeing that he didn't want to leave, Qin Jiangyin went straight to buy a dozen disposable cups and shoe covers.

Lin Dian was a little sleepy: "Why do you still have to buy paper cups?"

Qin Jiangyin paused, remembering Lin Dian's words that you can use mine if you don't mind, and smiled slightly: "Don't let others use your cup, okay?"

Lin Dian was slightly startled, and reacted slowly: "...Oh."

He looked at the paper cups in the shopping cart, thought for a while, and then explained: "I don't have any friends who come to my house as guests. Except for Xia You, but Xia You rarely comes. I went to his house."

Lin Dian tried hard to let Qin Jiangyin understand what he meant, so he said a few more words.

Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows and answered, "Won't those friends from your previous band come?"

Lin nodded, but he was thinking in his heart, isn't this outside?It shouldn't be necessary to maintain an agreement to pretend to be a lover. Those lovers who have been in love for more than three years should not ask this question: "I don't like bringing people home very much."

Lin Dian's thoughts were a little far away, Qin Jiangyin changed his voice again, and suddenly changed the subject and asked him: "Lin Dian, are you afraid that I will be jealous?"

Lin Dian's first reaction was to think about whether this issue was based on the agreement or outside the agreement, but his mind began to turn, and Qin Jiangyin blocked the way back leisurely: "Don't talk? If you don't talk, you are acquiescing."

Lin Dian: "..."

This is the trick again.

Qin Jiangyin is really naive.

Lin bit his lips, unable to say anything.

Seeing his silence, Qin Jiang rubbed Lin Dian's head in a good mood: "You're so good."

Lin Dian straightened out his tousled hair and followed him up.

Because the pipe organ lacked money and people to set up, Lin Dian naturally couldn't snatch Qin Jiang secretly when paying the bill, let alone he just called at this time.

Lin Dian's phone may not ring once every 800 years. Everyone around him knows that his schedule is extremely disordered, except for his brother Ying Bai who likes to call him directly most of the time, telling him that he has something to do with him and waiting for him to return. On the phone, other people basically send messages first.

And this call looks like a school landline, so Lin Dian will answer it naturally.

After the call was connected, Lin Dian heard the other person greet first: "Student Lin Dian, hello, I am the teacher of the Symphony Orchestra of the Southern Conservatory of Music."

Lin Dian called the teacher hello, causing Teacher Qin to glance at Lin, who hadn't changed his words until now.

"We still want to invite you to the flash mob event of Nanyin University this year. Would you like to participate?"

Flash mob is a kind of performance art.

Nanyin University will hold a flash mob event in Guangzhou at the end of each year. Students from Nanyin University will participate, and they will basically perform in crowded places such as airports, shopping malls, and squares.

The performance time is generally within 10-15 minutes, 3-4 pieces.

Nanyin University is just the initiator, and will organize a small orchestra of no more than ten people to perform first, but often when the last piece is played, there will be twenty or thirty performers, and the most spectacular one is as high as 50. People play, and the choir joins in.

The flash mob event at the end of each year at Nanyin University has become a must-have program in Guangzhou every year in recent years.

In the past, Lin Dian received invitations every year, but the salty fish mentality made him refuse every time.

This time, Lin Dian originally wanted to refuse.

Just when Qin Jiangyin put all his things in the car and leaned on the car door to look at him slightly, Lin stopped talking suddenly.

He thought of the Qin family.

No matter how corrupt and disgusting the inside of the Qin family is, it can't change the centuries-old foundation. It's not so easy to be shaken.

If Qin Jiangyin was still the cloud that he couldn't touch, Lin Dian probably didn't care about the Qin family, nor would he care too much about the love and hatred between Qin Jiangyin and the Qin family.

That's another world.

He probably regretted it at most, and felt sad.

But now...

Lin Dian lowered her eyes and pursed her lips slightly.

Lin Dian felt that he should have the capital to keep Qin Jiangyin even without relying on his family.

So he said: "OK, send me the track and time."

The other party obviously didn't expect Lin Dian to agree so readily, and he was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Okay, okay, then what instrument are you playing?"

Lin Dian thought for a while, and said honestly: "I will go to whatever you lack, and I can do it."

The teacher wiped away the moved tears: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Dian sat in the co-pilot's seat and told Qin Jiangyin about the flash mob.

Feng Ting didn't know where he was sent away by Qin Jiangyin. Anyway, Qin Jiangyin thought his Pikachu was too bright.

Qin Jiangyin started the car: "Remember to send me the itinerary later."

Lin Dian: "I know."

Lin Dian is not good at chatting, one sentence I know seems to kill the chat again.

After the car was quiet for a while, Lin Dian pursed his lips and wanted to start the conversation, but found that he really didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Qin Jiangyin spoke up: "I have chosen a variety show. It is a new type of slow variety show. During the recording period, the whole process will be broadcast live. In addition to the basic announcement fee, the gift sharing platform will deduct half of it and we will be [-] with the program group."

Lin Dian doesn't care about money: "Live broadcasting is easy to overturn."

"Don't be afraid." Qin Jiang smiled faintly: "I'll take care of it, and it's interesting to challenge difficulties."

Lin nodded, thinking that Qin Jiangyin and his fifth brother should be able to chat easily.

Qin Jiangyin helped him carry his things to the door of the house again. To be honest, Lin Dian felt that Qin Jiangyin was too caring. If this person was not so naive, he would probably be a perfect boyfriend: "You don't have to treat me like a girl."

Qin Jiang was a little surprised that Lin Dian said this. He took off Lin Dian's hat and put it on Lin Dian's head: "I didn't treat you as a girl."

He squinted his eyes, pressed Lin's head through the hat, a little helpless: "What are you thinking about in your head?"

Lin Dian raised his eyes, but could only see Qin Jiangyin's wrist.

There is a deep scar on Qin Jiangyin's wrist, which is said to be left when he was filming "A Mime".

He is sought after by so many people, not without a reason. In the finale of "A Mime", the male protagonist finally committed suicide by cutting his wrists.

At that time, Qin Jiangyin did not use special effects or make-up when filming. According to the director, he really cut his wrist during filming.

The crew was also scolded for a long time by the fans Qin Jiangyin got after taking the actor because of this incident. Qin Jiangyin said in the interview that this was a joint decision of everyone, and the director called the medical staff to wait on the scene at the beginning.

The scar was on the lower part, Qin Jiangyin wore long sleeves more, and this was the first time Lin Dian saw it from the front.

He pursed his lips slightly, and heard Qin Jiangyin say, "I just want to be nice to you."

Lin thought, so did he.

If time could be turned back to before he knew that Qin Jiangyin was going to film "A Silent Drama", he would definitely not look forward to it.

He wanted to see Qin Jiangyin climb to the top, but he didn't want him to be covered in bruises during the climb.

"wait."

As if thinking of something, Lin Dian turned and went into the room, and found a leather bracelet from the cabinet.

He gently touched the English letters inlaid on it, and walked up to Qin Jiangyin holding the bracelet.

Qin Jiang secretly tilted his head at him, and Lin Dian reached out to him: "Give me your hand."

Not knowing what he was going to do, Qin Jiangyin paused for two seconds, and then slowly put his hand into Lin Dian's.

Lin Dian took out the bracelet and lightly clasped it on Qin Jiangyin's wrist.

The scar on Qin Jiangyin's wrist ran vertically along the blood vessels to his elbow. The bracelet really couldn't cover it, but at least it could block it for a while.

Qin Jiang lowered his eyes: "winner?"

"...It was the first time I participated in a music competition and won the championship prize."

Lin Dian thought of the Avalokitesvara mocui that Qin Jiangyin gave him, which is still hanging around his neck, and immediately felt that this gift was very cheap: "It's not a valuable thing, you don't have to wear it if you don't like it."

Qin Jiangyin didn't say whether he liked it or not, he just turned his wrist and looked at the still clear mark behind the "r": "How old are you as a prize?"

Lin Dian didn't hesitate much: "Nine years old."

Qin Jiang smiled faintly, and shook his wrist: "Don't regret sending me off."

Lin Dian was a little dazed: "Why should you regret it?"

Qin Jiang narrowed his eyes and moved closer to him. He had a smile in his eyes, and his voice was duller because of the mask but ambiguous for no reason: "Because..."

"you guess."

Lin Dian: "?"

He widened his eyes slightly, and felt that Qin Jiangyin's play was really confusing, and seeing that Qin Jiangyin was pleased by his reaction, he smiled and said, "I won't tease you."

Qin Jiang lowered his head and gently kissed the bracelet on his wrist in front of Lin Dian. The moment his thin lips were printed on it, it was clear that he had done nothing to Lin Dian, but Lin Dian couldn't help but clenched himself tightly. fist, the feeling of strangeness in my heart was so full that it was about to explode.

"I love so much."

The man's gentle voice was close at hand, but Lin Dian's gaze stayed on the letter kissed by Qin Jiangyin for a long time, so that the last sentence was like a spark, which instantly started a prairie fire——

"After all, this is you at the age of nine."

It sounds like... Lin Dian gave Qin Jiangyin his nine-year-old self.

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Teacher Qin, explain what is "also"?

感谢在2021-11-2310:32:04~2021-11-2317:08:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 soft father;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 4 bottles of soft dad; 2 bottles of salt on the mouth of the cup; 1 bottle of Siwu, eating fried chicken without drinking beer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!