The rich boss is my ex-boyfriend [entertainment circle]

The musicals in Hangzhou are worth the trip.

Qiao Yu originally agreed to cooperate with Ye Zihan, and he also created the prototype of the song called "Who Shares Me".It tells the brave and novel journey of chivalrous women who first came out of the rivers and lakes. It is full of youthful vigor mixed with playfulness and rivers and lakes.

There were a few rhymes and twists in the middle that were not very good. After the music festival, he found the crux of the problem and immediately got it right.

After returning to the hotel, he didn't bother to take a shower, and sat at the table holding a notebook to revise the lyrics.

Mu Zeyang ordered supper. The Dongpo pork in Hangzhou is a must. Both of them like it very much.There are also West Lake vinegar fish, Longjing shrimp and so on.

"Tomorrow, when the sky is down, go out and play around?" During the meal, Mu Zeyang suggested, "Go to the West Lake for a cruise, and then go to Lingyin Temple?"

"Okay, you can make arrangements, and I will obey unconditionally." Qiao Yu is a very Buddhist person when traveling.

He can do nothing, no matter how other people arrange him, he is very obedient and follows, and then treats him to dinner when he should treat him, pays him when he should pay, and never pushes him too much.

If the travel teammate is Buddhist and willing to listen to him, he can also use his mobile phone as a guide to buy tickets in advance, order cars, order meals, and arrange travel itineraries to ensure that the trip is fun.

Therefore, in most cases, friends like to go out with him very much.

In the past, he was very Buddhist in the team building of the company. He had to carry a computer, play games during the day, stay up late at night to write novels, and get up the next day with dark circles under his eyes, and continue to have fun.

Mu Zeyang spends a lot of time making decisions, and now that Qiao Yu has entrusted him with the work of travel planning, he will take it for granted and start checking tomorrow's weather and route.

"Tomorrow's temperature will be okay. When it's not too hot, there's a 30.00% chance of rain in the afternoon. It's cloudy and cool. Then go on a cruise in the morning and climb a mountain in the afternoon."

"Okay." Qiao Yu asked, "Do you want to bring some snacks?"

"I'll arrange it." Like the last time the hotel bought fruit snacks for Qiao Yu, Mu Zeyang ordered a bunch of them with the delivery software, washed them clean, cut them up, and delivered them in the plastic box that came with them. After washing and drying, you can continue to pack washed and cut fruits, which is convenient for dual use.

Mu Zeyang suddenly had a little more fun in the summer camp when he was a student.

Qiao Yu finished writing the lyrics and sent them to Ye Zihan.

The young and beautiful Ye Zihan really hasn't slept yet and is also a night owl.

After receiving it, she read it again, and replied with a very excited tone: ahhhhhhh!Brother Qiao Yu, you are amazing!As expected of a screenwriter teacher!This rhyme!This sense of story!I really like! ! ! ! !Thank you! ! !I'm going to try composing! ! !

Qiao Yu looked at the exclamation marks all over the screen, and it seemed that a little girl screamed happily. He couldn't help but smiled, and replied: "Go, don't stay up too late, or Gu Mo's old man will definitely nagging.

Ye Zihan sent a laughing emoticon pack, and then sent an obedient cat emoticon pack, and then withdrew it.

Qiao Yu put down her phone, stretched her waist, and tilted her head to find that Mu Zeyang was stuffing things in her backpack for tomorrow's trip—parasols, sun hats, sunscreen spray, wallets, snacks, cut fruits, Alternate t-shirts and shorts just in case.

Qiao Yu: "..."

I haven't seen him for a few years, but Mu Zeyang has changed from the hands-off shopkeeper to the one who worries.

Before they went on a trip, Qiao Yu was the one who worried about making strategies, packing luggage, and carrying all kinds of things that might be used.Mu Zeyang is a hands-off shopkeeper who pays, acts as a driver, and directs where to go...

At that time, Qiao Yu would consciously or unintentionally take a few steps on the road to transform Mu Zeyang, and he didn't expect him to really change from a young master to a virtuous companion.

It turned out that he remembered it all in his heart.

Or, this is subtly, he learned it by himself.

In short, seeing Mu Zeyang's busy appearance, Qiao Yu was in a good mood.

He leaned over and put his arms around Mu Zeyang's waist from behind: "Have you not finished your work yet? Are you too well prepared?"

Mu Zeyang put the last two bottles of water into it with a smile, turned his head and whispered, "Who is busy? I'm bored waiting for you to finish..."

"I'm done." Qiao Yu blinked, hinting at something.

Mu Zeyang zipped up: "I'm done too."

He put his backpack at the end of the bed, his eyes were blurry: "Take a shower together?"

"……Um."

……

The two of them didn't do anything that would affect tomorrow's play, they just helped each other, and after getting tired for a while, they came out of the bathroom and fell asleep on the big bed.

A good night's sleep.

At [-]:[-] the next day, the biological clock made them wake up early, turn off the alarm clock at [-], and then get up to clean up and wash.

Breakfast is simply eaten at the hotel, and after dinner, go to the West Lake for a cruise.

Mu Zeyang rarely wore a casual T-shirt, shorts, sneakers, and a backpack, and Qiao Yu was dressed similarly. The two of them blended into the young crowd like college students, without any sense of disobedience.

The music festival is over, and it is not a holiday, so there are not as many people visiting West Lake as expected, but there are not many.

It is not good that there are many people in the country. No matter when you go to a tourist destination, there will always be a lot of people.

But compared to the number of people playing on normal holidays, this is already a small witch.

The purpose of the cruise is to blow the wind, eat fruit, and chat.

On the cruise ship next door, there is also an introduction to the West Lake by the tour guide, classical myths and legends, the white lady Xuxian Leifeng Pagoda, ten scenic spots of the West Lake-such as the spring dawn on Su Causeway, the autumn moon on Pinghu Lake, the remnant snow on the broken bridge, the sunset on Leifeng, the evening bell in Nanping... In short Very moody.

There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below, honestly don’t lie to me.

The boat gradually drifted to a place where there were few people. Qiao Yu carried a bunch of grapes, one for herself, and one for Mu Zeyang, feeling very comfortable.

He sighed: "I'm afraid we won't have the chance to play in such an open manner in the future."

Mu Zeyang said generously: "In the future, if you become popular, we will go abroad to play. No one will know you, and no one will bother you. It's the same. Or, just book the venue and play."

Qiao Yu: "What a way to play with money. It seems that I have to work harder to make money." He was a little nervous about joining the program group next month, "I don't know if I can go on smoothly, in case the first recording fails Wouldn't it be too disappointing for you to overturn the car?"

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself. Think about it. You don't rely on the skills of an artist to survive. Your job is a screenwriter. In the worst case, return to the screenwriter or creator. There is nothing to lose. Don't be afraid."

After being comforted by Mu Zeyang, Qiao Yu calmed down strangely.

Yes, the short-lived "fire" was indeed an accident. It is good for him to catch this train and reach the destination faster.

Anyway, his favorite creation will never give up, what is there to be afraid of?

In the afternoon, they went straight to Lingyin Temple and had a meal at the foot of Lingyin Temple. The Dongpo pork there was excellent, much better than last night's supper.

When we were full of food and drink and ready to climb the mountain, the weather changed and it began to drizzle. It was not like the pouring lightning and thunder in the north, but it had the unique gentleness of the south.

Both Qiao Yu and Mu Zeyang felt that it was not raining, so they continued to climb.

Fortunately, Mu Zeyang brought an umbrella, and the two covered the same umbrella. They walked very close and were very close. There were few people climbing in the afternoon, so there was no need to worry about being seen with two men hooking their shoulders.

The air on the mountain is extremely fresh, and under the drizzle, the trees are shrouded in a layer of gentleness.

Qiao Yu stopped on the mountain road, enjoying the rare tranquility.

Mu Zeyang waited beside him listening to the sound of drizzle falling on the umbrella.

He knows very well that a story creator like Qiao Yu is the easiest to burst out of inspiration anytime and anywhere.

Seeing a flower, seeing a mountain, seeing pedestrians passing by, seeing the introduction of a scenic spot...

No matter what, he can poke the exclusive creative cells in his brain, active and excited.

"It feels as if there are only the two of us left in this world." Qiao Yu suddenly said.

Mu Zeyang smiled and said, "Are we hermits? Or cultivators?"

Qiao Yu did imagine a lot of possibilities: "It's all fine, it can also be a young couple who strayed into a different world while traveling. Or a couple trapped in a scenic spot when the end comes."

Mu Zeyang said: "In terms of brain supplementation, I really can't compare with you."

Qiao Yu turned around with a smile: "Let's go, Hangzhou is rich in various legends and stories, come here, I feel that a lot of inspiration has exploded."

"That's good. If we have the opportunity, we will continue to travel around." Mu Zeyang said, "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. Only then can we experience life better."

Qiao Yu agreed with his words.

Not only actors need to experience a diverse life, but screenwriters need it more.

Right now, what he lacks the most is this variety of life experiences.

On the return trip, as soon as he boarded the plane, Qiao Yu was recognized by fans again.

It was two college students, his alumni, who came to Hangzhou to travel on the weekend. After seeing him, the two girls suppressed their excitement and asked if they could take a photo with him.

After being asked for his autograph for the first time, Qiao Yu unlocked the first photo with fans.

Mu Zeyang is the "tool man" responsible for helping with the filming.

"We set up a support club called Wings. Fans are your wings. Fly freely, Qiao Yu!" The girl gave him a key pendant in the shape of a small wing. It was white and had probably been held for a long time. Feeling the temperature in the palm, it was extremely warm.

Qiao Yu thanked politely: "Thank you, I will work hard."

"The light board is also the white of a feather~" After finishing speaking, the two girls put their arms around each other and left with unconcealed excitement.

Qiao Yu stared at the white wings for a while, then smiled and put them away.

It was kindness from strangers, full of energy.

His future time will be bound together with more such strangers, as the girl just said, they are his wings.

He can boldly soar in new areas.

"Wings?" Mu Zeyang read the name of the fan lightly, and couldn't help laughing, "It's very interesting. Fortunately, they are not called feathers."

"Wings are more powerful than feathers." Qiao Yu also analyzed. After he sat down on his seat and fastened his seat belt, he opened his artist Weibo and took a look before sliding.

The last time he tweeted with trembling hands, there were still people discussing it, including black people, fans and passers-by.

Qiao Yu thought for a while, but still wanted to admit generously that a certain person was the one he liked.

But doing it by myself might cause troubles for Gao Yuan and Mu Zeyang.

They are about to take off, and the communication will be cut off after takeoff, so don't make trouble at this time.

Think of a plan before recording the show, anyway, he himself thinks it's okay to admit that there are people he likes.

But considering the psychology of fans, it seems more worthy of them to hide it for a few years.

Many fans don't ask for anything else, they just want to see that the person they see is single, belongs to them, and can provide them with YY, that's all.

As long as there is no stone hammer, they can turn a blind eye.

Of course, there are also some fans who can accept the artist on the fan to tell the truth.Better to tell the truth than to lie to them.Maybe you can get an upright, honest and good partner.

Qiao Yu was caught in a dilemma.

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