Uncertain age difference

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On the second day of Lu Chen's business trip to discuss business, he stopped by to meet an old friend he had worked with for many years, and he was his senior brother when he was studying in graduate school.

The matter of starting a business was originally planned by him and his senior brother.

Senior brother belongs to the standard tall, rich and handsome, with a good family background, a beautiful girlfriend, and what he wants. Starting a business is purely for fun, and he doesn’t have the drive to work hard like Saburo at the beginning. The development direction and ideas are completely different. It didn’t take long for him to separate from him .

It didn't hurt feelings, and the relationship got better and better after being separated by mountains and rivers.

The senior brother came with his girlfriend who was studying. The two just got married two years ago, so Lu Chen politely called his sister-in-law.

Chatting and chatting, now I can't help but detour to the major events in his life.

His senior brother smiled and asked him on the table, "Which one are you still?"

He nodded, smiling very sincerely.

The sister-in-law couldn't understand their charades, so she asked him, "Which one?"

The brother said: "He has only one person from undergraduate to master. He is a big infatuated seed."

The sister-in-law also went to the same school as the two of them back then, and she frowned at the thought, saying that Lu Chen was also a school girl back then, why she didn't know at all.

The senior brother just laughed and said, "Want to know, how much will the pocket money go up for me?"

The sister-in-law glared at him: "The man is right in front of me, I'm out of my mind, do I have to let you blackmail me?"

Lu Chen watched the two of them flirting with a smile, so he didn't hide it, and said, it was Ning Huang.

The sister-in-law was taken aback, and said, is it the celebrity who has been trending in the past two days?I thought you were spreading rumors with him...

Before he finished speaking, Lu Chen's bell rang, and it was a short loop of guitar playing.

If Ning Huang was here, he would definitely be able to hear that it was the short piece of guitar he sent to Lu Chen back then.

Lu Chen smiled and nodded with his brother and sister-in-law, and went out to answer the phone.

The brother is still teaching his wife science, saying, you don’t know, he is the wallpaper on the mobile phone, he is the one who listens to the songs, he is so poor, and he chases the concerts one after another. For several years, I thought he was chasing stars, how crazy is he? How crazy, I found out later that he was living in someone else's house.

If it was him, he would be able to get close to the water and sneak into the house of the person he likes, and he must happily let all his friends know about it.

Like when he was chasing his wife, a few buddies annoyed him so much that he couldn't sleep every day, and they took turns giving him advice, and no one wanted to sleep if he didn't have an idea.

But Lu Chen was able to bear it, and kept it a secret for several years without revealing anything.

Everyone knows that he likes Ning Huang, but no one knows about his entanglement with Ning Huang.

——This kind of forbearance and self-sustainability, the senior brother admired him so much.

Looking back, Lu Chen was answering the call from his fairy by the window.

His gaze was almost turning into a puddle of water, and the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Finally know to call me."

"Busy?" Ning Huang on the phone asked fiercely.

"No." Lu Chen said.

Obviously, Ning Huang's call was nothing serious, and he was not very good at chatting, so he wanted to hang up after a while.

Lu Chen took the initiative to ask him: "How was the program recorded?"

"It's okay, but after taking off the mask, they all came to see me." The little hedgehog said a little depressed. "There are not as many monkeys in Mount Emei as there are in me."

Lu Chen walked to the window. His senior brother chose a good place. Outside the window of the restaurant was an endless lake view. The moonlight was not bright, but it was hazy and beautiful.

He just laughed and asked him: "Then what should I do? Put on the mask again?"

"I've already put it on," said the little hedgehog. "If you come to see me again, I'll scold you back."

"So fierce?" He said slowly.

Ning Huang then said: "It's okay, Xia Ziyu said that I was too aggressive before, and the players who met me were a little afraid of me."

"But after getting smaller...it doesn't seem to work anymore."

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little confused.

Lu Chen could also imagine that the big hedgehog suddenly turned into a ignorant little hedgehog. Anyone who saw him would probably be so cute to the heart, and wanted to go up and rub it, but hesitated for fear of pricking his hands.

After a while, he said, "Little uncle."

"Ok?"

Lu Chen said solemnly: "The relationship can be good, but only I can touch the head."

He has a bottom line.

The little hedgehog is his family's little hedgehog. It's okay to look at it, but he is only allowed to touch it by himself.

On the other side of the phone, Ning Huang muttered half-understood, touching his head for anything, who would dare to touch Lao Tzu's head...

115

After talking with Lu Chen, Ning Huang returned to the practice room refreshed and checked the contestants' works.

His mentor came here to eat and drink with a mission. He didn't care much about revising the works and guiding the performance plans for this group of contestants one by one. Just sitting there, the tall boy opposite began to shiver.

Ning Huang frowned and said, can I still eat you? Why are you shivering.

The big boy swallowed his saliva, and whispered, "You may not know me anymore...Mr. Ning, my name is Zhan Yan."

Ning Huang froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered something.

——This is the boy group member who made him scold and cry at the beginning.

He let out an "oh" and said, "I'll listen to the song you participated in in the second round."

Zhan Yan handed him the score, shrugged and said, "I wrote the song myself."

"Sing." Ning Huang said.

Zhan Yan sang eagerly. He was a little afraid of Ning Huang, so he didn't let go of his voice, trembling and breaking his voice.

Ning Huang frowned more and more as he listened.

Later, Zhan Yan didn't dare to sing anymore, bowed his head and said, "...Teacher, am I not very good at it?"

"What a mess of singing it is."

Ning Huang originally wanted to curse, but for some reason, maybe because he remembered Lu Chen's singing, he suddenly felt that the movement was not completely unbearable.

So he swallowed the swear words and said, "The song is not bad, let me show you."

Ning Huang lowered his head to change the song for him, while Zhan Yan sat on the side and watched.

His appearance is really fresh and tender, the appearance of bowing his head and changing his song is not fierce at all, and there is even a hint of cuteness in it.

The sense of fear in Zhan Yan's heart faded a little, and he walked over cautiously, and said, "Mr. Ning, do you think I'm a little overwhelmed?"

Ning Huang asked, "Why are you overthinking yourself?"

"That's right, our group is gone, I'm already 28 years old, and I still have unrealistic dreams, wanting to become a singer myself."

Ning Huang didn't say a word, and gave him a foolish look, obviously he didn't understand, there's nothing to be overwhelmed with.

Zhang Yan suddenly became relaxed.

He said, Teacher Ning, I was very grateful to you at the beginning, really.

If it weren't for the album you made, no one would think I could sing.

"What's more...you didn't look down on me."

"It was like this before, and it's like this now."

I don't think he is a guy who has never learned to sing and lives on his face, so he just sings casually.

They also don't think that he is a layman who writes songs that are useless, so he will just perfunctory.

"It has nothing to do with me." Ning Huang lowered his head and changed the score for him, and said, "You have learned it before, and you want to do it well."

Although this song is not so beautifully written, there are traces of experimental study, and I really try to put my emotions in these fragmented sounds.

"What you get is all your efforts."

"Don't depend on me for everything."

Ning Huang patted the score coldly in his arms.

"So, go back and continue practicing singing, you are really bad at singing."

"I hope your next album isn't made by me, or I'll want to beat you up."

When he said this, he looked exactly like the Ningda musician who was in his twenties, scolded him bloody, leaned against the door to eat a lollipop, but secretly looked at him.

Zhan Yan grinned.

"it is good."

116

Eleven at night.

Ning Huang sat on the window sill of the shared room, talked to Lu Chen again, and asked him if he was asleep.

Lu Chen's voice was a little lazy, but it sounded very gentle, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

He said, "Do you want to listen to music?"

Lu Chen said yes.

He just hummed a short section, which was an extremely simple and youthful melody and lyrics, not like his writing style.

But when he sang his voice, it became more and more pure and beautiful.

Lu Chen just listened.

He said solemnly: "It was written by a contestant."

Lu Chen asked him, "Why are you so happy?"

Ning Huang was stunned.

After a long time, I asked stupidly, "... how do you know?"

Lu Chen laughed, and the laughter passed through the microphone, lingering in his ears, all the way to the tip of his heart.

Ning Huang's ears felt feverish, and he said for a while, "Why are you laughing, fool."

Lu Chen said, stop laughing, tell me what happened.

Ning Huang spoke intermittently.

He is not very good at others' kindness and compliments, so he has to try to save many words of gratitude extended to him, but he doesn't know whether Lu Chen can understand his complicated and subtle joy.

Then he stumbled and couldn't make a sentence.

He sat sideways on the window sill, outside the window there was a dark night sky and a fuzzy round moon, and the night wind blew the milky white gauze curtain.

He whispered, "Lu Chen, I can't explain clearly, I just think... writing songs is good, and growing up is also good."

Lu Chen called him softly over there: "Ning Huang."

He couldn't say anything, but he just vaguely felt that his emotions seemed to pass through his clumsy and scribbled words, and Lu Chen caught him.

He couldn't help curling his fingertips.

He lowered his head, with his jet-black hair hanging by his red ears, he peeked at the night sky outside the window, the moonlight was still hazy.

It's all because the moon is so fluffy that it tickles people's hearts.

He clenched the phone tightly in his hand, and said for a while, "Lu Chen, can I... have a look at you."

When I said this, my heart was pounding violently.

The corners of his mouth were also tensed.

But Lu Chen couldn't help being silent for a while, and whispered with a smile.

"Little uncle... I'm taking a bath."

"Do you want to see the clothes, or..."

Only then did Ning Huang realize that this man was talking to him while soaking in the bathtub.

Thinking about it carefully, when he laughed first, there was a faint sound of water.

The heat rushed to the top of the head in an instant, and the face was flushed and swollen.

He hung up the call in a hurry.

Cursing in my heart, take a shower as soon as I take a shower, and talk about anything.

——It took a while.

The phone lit up, showing that Lu Chen had sent a new message.

He opened it up.

Lu Chen obediently sent him a selfie,

...in the bathtub.

There are no more restricted ratings, but there are wet hair tips, healthy and strong lines on the shoulders and neck, and fair skin with dripping drops of water.

And the corners of the brows and eyes with a gentle smile.

"Snap".

The phone fell to the ground.

Ning Huang blushed, cursed and looked at the phone for a long time, but didn't dare to pick it up.

——Shameless dog thief!

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18-year-old notes:

Be independent!Be ruthless!

Think more about work!

Am I being clingy?

34-year-old approval:

Yes.

The 18-year-old became angry from embarrassment, and drew a grinning villain holding a kitchen knife.