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Bie Han was about to get up, Tang Zhuo saw that he was afraid that he would lose strength after relaxing, so he reached out to help him, and then the door was opened from the outside.

Zhu Qunfei was so frightened that he looked at the two people in the room for a moment, either going in or out. After a while, he came out with silly joy: "Hehe, hehe, oh my god, what about you two? Make the world full of love ?"

Tang Zhuojian was stunned for a moment, then smiled at him: "Massage, do you want to try it?"

"Massage?" Zhu Qunfei's eyes lit up, and he rushed in, "Try, try! Come, come, my neck hurts, give me a few massages!"

Don't be cold and indifferent, sit on the sofa without moving, Tang Zhuojian can just let Zhu Qunfei sit.

Zhu Qunfei was looking forward to it, sitting upright, but when Tang Zhuojian's hand came down, he yelled, "Oh my god!"

"Oh my god, it hurts so much!"

"Fuck, it hurts so much!"

Tang Zhuojian frowned: "Don't move! The pain means that you are already terminally ill, you should take it easy!"

"If it doesn't get better, if it doesn't get better, it hurts so badly, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Five minutes later, Zhu Qunfei walked out holding the wall.

Tang Zhuojian from beginning to end: [smiling].

Bie Han found it funny and relieved, he didn't even ask him if he did it on purpose.

After arguing for a while, Bie Han raised his head to look at Tang Zhuojian, only to find that his face was flushed and there were signs of swelling.

"What's wrong with your face? Did you fight with someone else again?" Bie Han asked, when Wen Haishan and the others asked whether Tang Zhuojian was fighting, he still thought it was ridiculous. Since the time he experienced Beijing, he thought it was probably true fighting.

Tang Zhuojian touched his face subconsciously, then immediately put it down: "No."

Bie Han sighed helplessly: "I think we are quite familiar, just tell me if you have anything, even if I don't record, I can still be a psychological counselor with difficulty."

But what to say about these things, maybe only a long talk all night can make it clear.Tang Zhuojian didn't want to disappoint someone who cared, and thought for a while: "Well, I'm actually quite envious of your relationship. Although you have to quarrel several times a day, this will create a deeper bond."

"Oh." Bie Han nodded, serious, "You envied our relationship, and then - went out to fight?"

"..." Tang Zhuo held his forehead.

"...No, I'm not sure, I'll tell you when I have a chance."

"Okay." Bie Han stared at Tang Zhuojian, trying to see some other emotions from those eyes, but Tang Zhuojian hid it very well, except that as he said, there was nothing like loss, neither unhappy nor sad, and moreover There is no anger that just ended the fight.

"You are a person with high airs. The first time we meet, I always feel that you are holding your own. Others are on the ground and you are in the sky. You don't want to care about the ground, just fly by yourself." Bie Han said.

Tang Zhuo saw that the aura of always staying out of things was too strong, if he hadn't approached intentionally, he might have been angered away long ago.Nowadays, getting along with people is already a quick meal, and not many people are willing to keep throwing stones into a well where no sound can be heard.

So the heights are extremely cold, so lonely, so envious.

So the sense of distance on the stage also comes from his own personality.

I want to blend into a circle but can't let go of my high-altitude self.

Tang Zhuo saw clearly in his heart, but he didn't think it mattered, but he hesitated after hearing Bie Han's words: "Then what should I do..."

"I said it before." Biehan interrupted him, "You are welcome here, and they get along like family members. If you think it's not enough, take your time. If you have enough time, everyone here likes you very much."

"Including you?" Tang Zhuojian asked a question that came out without thinking about it, and regretted it after asking.

Bie Han paused, then said with a smile, "Including me."

He does not mean that.

Tang Zhuojian tried his best, he forced himself not to think too much, it is not worth starting if there is no result.

Almost forgot the main purpose of coming here, Tang Zhuo Jian took the initiative to end the topic, he looked into the glass, and asked Bie Han: "Well, I actually want to record a video, is that okay?"

"Okay, let's go." Bie Han sat back in front of the computer, "Use it if you want, and don't use it in the future without my consent."

This is to point out that the background of the short video after that can be here, Tang Zhuojian nodded in a daze: "Oh, good."

"Go in, I'll record it for you."

@唐烧见 v: "Ink Paper" [Video]

Because his face was a little flushed, Tang Zhuo saw the back of the recording, and after the recording, Bie Han asked him: "Can I ask you to sing Korean songs in the future?"

Tang Zhuo looked at the sky: "Actually, I know this Korean song, but I don't know if the pronunciation is standard."

Maybe Tang Zhuojian performed too amazingly in the chorus with Wei Qing. Tang Zhuojian was shocked when he paid attention to his fans again. The number soared from 20 to 40, which doubled. It was only when I found out that Wei Qing followed him and reposted the video he just posted.

@魏清v: Today is not a cold boy, but a Korean Oppa. //@唐秀见 v: "Ink Paper" [Video]

Tang Zhuo saw it for a long time, and he didn't know what to reply. He has zero followers on Weibo, and it's obvious to follow anyone casually, but Wei Qing has followed him, so it's not good to go back if he doesn't follow.

Confused, Tang Zhuojian forgot about it.

Since the end of Odile, it has been a full month since Cold went online for the second time. Tang Zhuo saw that he was still practicing piano at home, and the battle.net notification on his mobile phone suddenly came on.

[Quack quack quack]: Your favorite Cold game is online, and you are still chatting with them on YY.

To [quack quack]: Here we come!

Tang Zhuojian directly turned on the computer, and the game voice was logged together. He just entered the YY channel and heard Hareton's voice.

"Yeah, I only play the big secret realm every day, and the new cd is released on Thursday, and I have to go through the raid with the guild trumpet. It's quite boring."

"Then let's start a gold group? Earn some decoration fees for the guild."

It was an unfamiliar voice, Tang Zhuojian thought it was Cold, and went up with the voice changer on.

"Hi!"

"Yo? A piece of candy? Long time no see. What's going on in the north? You'll disappear if you don't play Cold. You'll come when Cold goes online today. Are you okay?"

"Haha, because you can't attract me." Tang Zhuojian said with a smile, causing Hareton to be extremely dissatisfied.

He entered the game and found that Cold was there, but the coordinates were on the old map, and it seemed that he had gone to farm the mount.

"Was your husband talking just now?" Tang Zhuojian asked.

The voice answered him: "Then you may be disappointed, I am Yokoyama Mitsume, that thief, hahahaha."

"……Oh."

To [Cold]: Long time no see!Good evening!

[Cold]: Good evening.

After a long absence, Cold replied him, and Tang Zhuojian was very happy.

To [Cold]: Are you busy recently?

[Cold]: Hmm.

To [Cold]: Your husband has worked hard.

[Cold]: ...

Bie Han didn't want to be called husband by this man who turned on the voice changer for some unknown purpose. He had warned him many times that since it didn't work, he would kick him out. He wasn't worried about whether his voice would be awkward at this moment.

"You only have your husband in your eyes, and everything is your husband! He takes the title and the mount as the president and he fucking likes to mention his sister. I am really a Buddha." Hengshan Mixue complained in her voice, and the words were full of strong emotions. Hunan accent.

Hareton's laughter lasted for a long time, and the guild also burst into laughter.

[公][PigFly]: That's right, the old man's ultimate explosion!

[Public] [Time is clear and shallow]: God, please give me a girl!

"Hehe, sister? Impossible, impossible in a lifetime." Yokoyama Mitsuki mocked.

Tang Zhuo also laughed when he saw it, because he felt that what Hengshan Meixue said was not wrong at all.

[Gong][Time Qingqian]: Hey, even the girl's laughter is so crisp and moving.

[公][One, two, three money]: You have been single for 100 years.

[公][Mare]: The world of old men.

[公][PigFly]: Your uncle?Here comes the duel!

[公][Mare]: Come on!

Tang Zhuojian didn't know what was waiting for him, so he was still happily chatting with the people in the guild.

In the end, I don't know who started it, saying to let a piece of candy sing, and the guild began to echo in various ways.

[Public] [Time Qingqian]: Yes!

[Public] [The monk wants to dye his hair]: Ann.

[公][The monk wants to dye his hair]: Who wants to sing?I want to listen.

[Mare][Mare]: 0.0

[公][International stepdad]: My sister wants to sing.

[公][PigFly]: Listen to the song!

[公][quack quack]: ==Sing it.

[公][one, two, three money]: Sing!

"Damn, why do you let other girls sing like this? She has her own heart, right Cold?"

[公][Cold]: None of my business.

"Wow, that's fierce! Slip away." Hareton didn't see the anger between the lines, because Cold has always been such a cold person, and he often speaks mercilessly.

[公][PigFly]: Wow we're breaking up!

[公][Wheat in the Rye Field]: Surprised, domestic violence is about to happen.

[Public] [Time is clear and shallow]: President, please, we will divorce later, I will listen to the girl's singing first.

[公][The monk wants to dye his hair]: I want to listen to music.

Others didn't feel it, but Tang Zhuojian felt it, but he was not affected, because singing is really good for him, and giving him time to sing a song, he can change his fate.

"Are you sure you want me to sing?"

[Public] [Time is clear and shallow]: Sing!

[公][one, two, three money]: Sing!

[公][The monk wants to dye his hair]: Sing!

[public][quack quack]: ==

Okay, this is what you guys hit me with. Originally, I just wanted to be the president's wife in a low-key way, but you just want me to be your father.Tang Zhuojian thought so.

"Okay, sing a song to win back my husband's heart."

Don't be so cold.