The public enemy of the whole people is king in the entertainment industry

Xiao Chuyan woke up early in the morning and obediently left, not daring to stay any longer. Three days later, he received a call from Talun saying that he was going to work.

Talun was very punctual this time, and walked into the recording studio full of expectations. As a result, there was only Xiao Chuyan holding the guitar. She asked, "Is Lin Qu here yet?"

"Linqu's car was sent for repairs. He recently drove a battery car. I said I would take him but he refused."

"Hmm." Tarun looked at him expectantly, "He talked to you."

Xiao Chuyan had a strange expression on his face. He opened Moments. The latest update was 15 minutes ago. Lin Qu posted a post on Moments, and he showed it to Tarun.

Taron: "..."

Lin Qu's dynamic content is a photo with a header on A4 paper: Wechat circle of friends likes.

The content in boldface is——

Friends: I violated traffic regulations while riding an electric car, and I am now receiving education on safe travel, please give me a thumbs up, everyone, let’s observe the traffic rules and travel in a civilized way!

Talun looked at it and laughed: "Hahahaha, he was taken to the small black room for punishment, right? Hahahahaha!"

Xiao Chuyan couldn't help but laughed too, urging Tarun: "Hurry up and give him a thumbs up, it's only one thumbs up, the traffic police uncle won't let anyone go."

It was almost 10 o'clock, Lin Qu finally arrived, Xiao Chuyan stood up and greeted him, Talun smiled and said, "You drive a little donkey without a helmet?"

Lin Qu took off his hat and coat at the door, coughed twice, and said in a nasal voice, "Take it, retrograde."

Talen said, "Are you afraid of being caught by the traffic police uncle?"

Lin Qu despised her: "Do you think I'm disabled?"

Xiao Chuyan walked over and took off his bag from the clothes hook, took out the large sports water bottle inside and handed it to Lin Qu: "I'll make you milk with wine, do you have a cold?"

Lin Qu took it, raised the kettle and shook it, and couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, it wasn't so good when it rained that day, but it's fine now."

Tarun also walked over to get his bag, which contained a medicine box, which was all standing medicine.Because Lin Qu is a demon, her immunity will not be cured, so she has been carrying it, although she has no chance to use it.

She took out the thermometer and "dropped" it on Lin Qu's temple, it was a little high, she prescribed the right medicine, and looked at Lin Qu who was drinking and brewing milk, and couldn't help the tears in her eyes.

They really reconciled, and she felt the relief of a hard-working old mother seeing her baby grow up and come out of her head.

In the afternoon, Lin Qu and Xiao Chuyan changed the Arrangement again, and it was almost time to contact the musicians for recording. Xiao Chuyan asked Lin Qu: "Taron and "Furious" are ready, what is the purpose of the second special?"

"I don't know, let's write a song first." Lin Qu shook his wrist slightly and quickly tapped on the rim of the drum. His nasal sound became heavier, which may be because the space in the recording studio is a bit loud.

Xiao Chuyan turned up the temperature and poured water. He came over and held the water cup in front of Lin Qu: "Shouldn't you decide on a theme first, plan it out and then write it, a composition or something."

Lin Qu took the water, it was hot, and he didn't want to drink it, so he put it on the ground, and said, "Then think about it, you should write a song first."

Xiao Chuyan picked up the phone from the table: "Oh, I wrote a few songs before, without Chinese lyrics, would you listen to them?"

After a period of time, the heavy burden of creation fell on Xiao Chuyan. It took him three days to write 7 songs, and 5 of them were banned.

After 9 o'clock in the evening, they finished the demo of the remaining two songs. Lin Qu sat behind the drum stand and played with drum sticks. He wore a mask and coughed while turning.Xiao Chuyan walked over and grabbed the end of his drum stick.

Lin Qu raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Chuyan stroked the drum stick, and let go after seeing Lin Qu frown: "You don't write anymore?"

"You write it, it's okay to take your time, I'll help you change it."

"You help me change it, what about you?"

Lin Qu propped himself up on his knees and coughed heart-piercingly for a while, he spoke emphatically along his chest, "I'll help you change it."

"Then you go to the hospital to hang water, why can't you get better from the illness, your stomach is not good, your throat is not good, and you have oral ulcers..." Xiao Chuyan pulled out his drum stick, "Go to the hospital and see, isn't it uncomfortable?"

Lin Qu took back his drum stick: "The dead ghosts go to the hospital, go to some hospital properly, you don't want to go because you have rhinitis, let's understand each other."

Xiao Chuyan: "..."

Talun stretched his neck to look at the two of them, Xiao Chuyan turned his head, she turned her head nonchalantly to look at the lamp on the wall, Xiao Chuyan said loudly: "You don't care about his illness! And I'm not good enough, I'm not going to spoil your brand if I write it! "

Lin Qu stood up and walked towards the door: "The signboard has been smashed long ago, write it down."

Lin Qu went to the bathroom, Xiao Chuyan hesitated: "Lin Qu..."

Tarun answered: "I don't mind, we are angry young people, you can see it after watching "Desperation"..."

"I mean, he has a persistent fever, so he will be cured soon after getting a water bath. Maybe he can write songs when he recovers?"

Taron: "Why don't you go to the bathroom with him?"

Xiao Chuyan: "Why should I go to the bathroom with him!"

Tarun: "Didn't you two go together when you went to the bathroom in the past?"

Xiao Chuyan: "..."

"Stop joking! Why don't you worry about Lin Qu's illness? Why don't you worry if he can't write a song? What's going on with you guys!"

Talun: "Brother, Lin Qu is right, let's understand each other..."

Xiao Chuyan: "..."

Xiao Chuyan walked up to her and knelt down: "Sister, I'm under too much pressure, stop watching cartoons every day, help me."

Tarun sat on the sofa and looked at him sympathetically: "Understood, you should eat more food. If you are so thin, he will make a fuss. He has also lost weight, and I have also lost weight. Let's all eat more."

As she spoke, she took out a few packets of potato chips from the box under the coffee table.

Xiao Chuyan: "..."

"You can't eat here, Lin Qu will be angry!"

"I know, I know, here, share with you, okay, I'm going out to buy a bottle of Coke, you should write songs well, you know."

When he got home, Xiao Chuyan took a shower and lay on the bed sighing. He missed Lin Qu a lot, and he missed Lin Qu after an hour, but now Lin Qu is not as relaxed as before, and being sick is not good at all, and he is not energetic. , and a lot less words.

At the previous company meeting, he didn't say a word, didn't answer questions, and kept his head down, looking out of place, just like when he was exposed when he first debuted.

Xiao Chuyan himself was not too open, and if he wanted to keep a distance from Lin Qu, he could only wipe the drumsticks, not make physical contact.

Now he dare not find Lin Qu on WeChat, unless he has work problems.So I can only look back at the previous chat records with Lin Qu with my mobile phone in my hand every day, reminiscing about those beautiful pasts.

As soon as I clicked on the profile picture of the little yellow dog, Yu Jing's news came over, and I clicked on a photo of a dog's face.

Jolene: Tutu, Huanhuan is acting like a baby. When you have time, bring your Erhei out to play together.

The Tutu here refers to him, Huanhuan is Yujing's dog, and Erhei is Erha from his hometown.

Xiao Chuyan got a headache when he saw Yu Jing looking for him, his mind was full of Lin Qu, and he really didn't want to deal with the young lady who had a crush on him.

He replied: I will go back to Qinhuangdao for the Chinese New Year, so you can bring it to play when the time comes.

Jolene: Well, are you so busy that you don't have time to see your grandparents?

Xiao Chuyan: I don't know if there is, I'm too sleepy and I can't hold it anymore, let's talk tomorrow and good night.

Jolene: Good night.

Yu Jing is very proactive now, sending him messages every few days, and he doesn't reply when he sees it during the day, until he chats with her before going to bed.Yu Jing asked him out twice before, but he refused both times.

He said "busy" is not an excuse, 997 every day, he really can't spare time.

The next day, Lin Qu was the last one to arrive, still wearing a mask, Xiao Chuyan quickly waved to him: "Lin Qu, this side of Qu Qu."

"What are you doing?" Lin Qu's voice was hoarse, and he put down his things and overtook him.

"I wrote two more songs last night, this one is really good, listen to it."

Lin Qu closed his eyes and finished listening, and said, "The song is pretty good, and then stop writing about love in the lyrics, and think of something else."

"Ah...okay..." Xiao Chuyan held a piece of A4 paper with a few lines of lyrics on it.

[Sisi retreats into the shell every day

looking around with his helpless eyes

The boundless ocean is full of dangers

He is careful and self-defense

Luckily Sisi's shell is hard and tenacious

always please him

If you see his soft belly

Will never let him fight the cold and undercurrent alone

If he stretches out his feeble tentacles

I will never let him drift alone in the ocean]

Xiao Chuyan slandered: Where is love here?That's what you think it's love!

Tarun leaned over to him again, took the paper from his hand, looked at it with disgust and said, "Your word is not very good, this rhyme is not good."

Xiao Chuyan was upset and took back his lyrics.

Tarun looked at his expression and comforted him with a sweet smile: "It's okay, he said that rhyming is not the most important thing in writing words, but the expression of content and thought is important."

She innocently took out the lyrics she wrote and said: "Since you begged me, I also did some creations at night, haha, look at what I wrote... Let me take a look..." She innocently raised her head , let out a barbell-like laugh, "I'm sorry, Ho Ho, it all rhymes, Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

Lin Qu came over and took her mobile phone, looked at her lyrics, and commented: "You have nothing but rhymes, you are too pursuit of rhymes and you put the cart before the horse, a piece of shit."

Talun's smile froze immediately, she stared at Lin Qu, Lin Qu put the phone back in her hand, turned her head and said softly: "You can think about the details of life, you can write about eating, drinking and having fun, or remember, think about your Childhood boy."

Xiao Chuyan roared in his heart: Recalling watching you masturbate/pipe when you were a teenager, is it okay!I'm fine with this!

Xiao Chuyan looked at his lyrics and sighed, he was quite satisfied with the lyrics.This is the best Chinese word he has written so far, and he thought he would be praised by Lin Qu... It hurts his heart to change it.

Lin Qu had already sat down at his seat, saw Xiao Chuyan's expression and said, "Keep them all, the song is available."

After Lin Qu commented that the lyrics written by Ta Lun were "a piece of shit", Xiao Chuyan felt that her self-esteem was hurt. Seeing Lin Qu compose the music by himself in front of the computer, he didn't intend to comfort her. Xiao Chuyan felt that Ta Lun Lun was miserable, and he didn't comfort him. In the afternoon, Talen went home depressed.

Lin Qu lowered his head and was writing vigorously, and there were piles of papers around him.He is still in the "frenzy", especially waste paper.

In the previous meeting, the company said that the progress of the second major was not in a hurry, but this was false. Zheng Xia's expression changed after she knew that Lin Qu could not write a song. She also said that she would win an award next year. How much to write.

Lin Qu said he couldn't do it, and asked Xiao Chuyan to work hard, but he was still in a hurry, so Xiao Chuyan was also in a hurry, pulling his hair out every day.

With a heavy burden on his body, if he doesn't work hard, he may not be able to graduate from the second college.

Xiao Chuyan was hugging the bass and vibratoing the strings endlessly. He swayed while rubbing, and said faintly in line with the psychedelic tone: "I have a Jamaican classmate. He said that when playing the bass, you need to vibrato the strings, so that there will be a sense of swing. .”

He wants to use the drum set to interpret the bouncing feeling of trap, the song must be intoxicating, dream-like, and sacred.

On a whim, he wanted to join the chorus to express the chaos of the crowd, just like a sacrifice, where birds and ants gather.

Lin Qu is still wearing a mask, but she no longer coughs, but still speaks nasally.Now he pulls the mask up to his chin, screaming that the straw is drinking milk.

He took a pen and paper and asked Xiao Chuyan to list the chorus, and Xiao Chuyan wrote three sentences - I bear everything and bear all the crimes, all for love.

When Lin Qu saw this word, he wanted to complain, but seeing Xiao Chuyan's excited expression, he endured it.

Lin Qu vomited bubbles into the milk box, and rewrote the lyrics according to Xiao Chuyan's humming as he vomited.

Standing behind him, Xiao Chuyan sang the lyrics directly: "Everything is for love, everything I do is for love..."

He walked forward slowly, with his abdomen pressed against the back of Lin Qu's chair, while singing, he slowly bent down, leaned into Lin Qu's ear, and sang the last word "love" passionately.

When exhaling, "you" drifted out again.

The hot breath floated on Lin Qu's ears, making his hair stand on end, and he almost slapped Xiao Chuyan with his backhand.

With a kick of his right foot, he and the chair fell to the left.The chair fell on the carpet with a muffled sound, Lin Qu slipped a meter away, the milk carton on the table was carried by the straw and fell to the ground, the white liquid splashed out and wet the carpet.

With sharp eyes, he watched the man next to him defensively, but he still had a straw in his mouth, looking a bit naive.

Xiao Chuyan was still bending over stiffly, he looked at Lin Qu's lyrics, it was really well written.

He got up and touched the back of his neck, his eyes were bent, and he smiled honestly: "Well, I mean, can I add "you"..."

Lin Qu remained silent, still looking at him warily.

Xiao Chuyan quickly restrained his smile, picked up the lyrics on the table and stared at them, his voice tightened, and said, "This, this is fine..."

After that, Lin Qu ignored him.

They finally reconciled, Xiao Chuyan was worried that Lin Qu would lose his temper again, he really didn't want to be treated like that again.

At night, Xiao Chuyan lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. He scratched his heart and liver, feeling extremely uncomfortable!Roll from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, roll over, roll back, shouting: "Lin Qu ah ah ah!!!!!!!"

He didn't stop the car, accidentally fell off the bed, and let out a muffled groan.He reached out to his waist and took out a tennis ball, which he threw away casually.

The phone rang again so late, Xiao Chuyan threw himself on the bed clutching his waist, picked up the phone and saw it was Yu Jing.

He didn't answer, turned on mute and waited for the phone to hang up automatically.He clicked on WeChat, saw Yu Jing asked him: Tutu, are you free on Saturday?

No reply, log out of WeChat and go to the notification bar.

He saw something interesting just now.