equal loudness curve

Bie Han unabashedly retweeted the fact that Cold was himself on his Twitter, and some friends in the circle left a message saying that they decided to take time to block him collectively in World of Warcraft.

... Playing a game, why do you still play real life with an epic sense?

When I was young, I felt that the taste of the New Year was heavy because I went to school for a year, and I could finally relax for a few days confidently. Some friends had fireworks and lucky money. .

Tang Zhuojian was glad that he didn't have to go through all this. Looking through Weibo, he saw some posts about the most annoying questions asked by relatives during the Chinese New Year, but he didn't feel the same. So he just posted a selfie on a whim, accompanied by a sentence of happy new year, and the comments quickly soared to three digits.

He looked at the comments praising his little Huya for being so cute, and suddenly thought of that question again.

"Don't be cold, do I look good?"

"Looks good." Bie Han replied without thinking, unexpectedly this was not the answer Tang Zhuojian wanted.

"Then do you think fans like me because I'm good-looking or because I sing well?" Except for this question, Tang Zhuo Jian has never been so entangled in any issue.

Bie Han was speechless: "What is going on in your mind?"

"Okay." I felt like I couldn't find anything when I asked him. They all said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Even if he was ugly, Bie Han would probably say he was good-looking.

This chai turkey is located in Xindu and is recommended by the brown sugar glutinous rice cake.This group of people has already arranged itineraries for themselves. On the first day, firewood chicken, on the second and third days, travel in Chengdu and eat hot pot, and in the next few days, various tours around Chengdu. They will stay here for more than a week, and it will be close to the Lantern Festival. Each went back to each house.

Originally, Bie Han, who returned home in the second and third grades of junior high school, just went shopping with them for two days and ate hot pot for two days. Until the fourth grade of junior high school, this group of people went to Mount Emei, and Zhu Qunfei and the others were together again. Only then did I pack up my things and prepare to go home.

"Really not going?" Bie Han asked Tang Zhuojian again and again when he left, but Tang Zhuojian kept shaking his head.

"No, it's embarrassing."

"Okay, then wait for me at home and keep in touch. I'll be back as soon as possible... Anyway, I will definitely be back before you rehearse for the Lantern Festival." Bie Han lowered his voice, put his lips against Tang Zhuojian's ear, and stood at the porch, hugging him Unfortunately, when we were together, we were not only punished by those single dogs, but also had to meet many days of parting.

Tang Zhuojian didn't know where to put his hands at first, and then wrapped his arms around his waist: "Okay, remember to deliver the things for me."

"Ah."

In the end, Bie Han pressed Tang Zhuojian against the door and kissed him distractedly before letting him go, took his things and left.

The whole house became quiet, and Tang Zhuojian went back to get the speakers and microphones from the suitcase, and he still had to practice singing and study.

During this period of time, Tang Zhuojian was addicted to games for so long that he almost forgot what he had done in school. He took out his mobile phone and checked WeChat. As expected, there was no reply to the New Year greeting he sent to Li Shirui.

Although he had been unhappy before, he still sent a blessing message on New Year's Eve, perhaps because of the little gratitude left in his heart.

This year's school trip list is also out, and there is no Tang Zhuojian in the four Nordic countries.

Sure enough, I still have to apply for a professional teacher...

But Bie Han's situation when he returned home was much hotter than Tang Zhuo's. As soon as he got home, he met two judgmental eyes.

"Why are you alone?"

Bie Han entered the door, first handed them the gift Tang Zhuo Jian bought for them, and then put his luggage.

"Ah."

"Didn't I ask you to bring your boyfriend back?"

"He doesn't really want to."

Bie's mother glanced at Bie Han suspiciously, then looked at the health pot in her hand: "What is this?"

"Health pot, for cooking, can be used for making soup, tea, and bird's nest. Tang Zhuo Jian bought it." Bie Han walked into the living room, but saw his father connected the computer to the TV and played football with the controller.

"dad."

The man addicted to the game turned his head and looked at him: "Yo, you're back? You talk to your mother yourself, and I'll finish this game."

"Ah."

After searching in her mind for a long time, Mother Bie finally remembered where she had seen the word "Tang Zhuo Jian". She asked, "Is Tang Zhuo Jian the one who majored in pop singing? The one who sang "Shata"?"

"You know him?" Bie Han raised his eyebrows.

Bie's mother shook her head: "I saw an old friend mentioning in Moments that he was the producer of that movie. Oh yes, he even invited me to the premiere."

This circle is not big, there are so many people who come and go, there is always a possibility to know, not to mention that his mother's circle of people in China is many times more terrifying than him.

Don't shrug your shoulders coldly, if your mother is going to the premiere, you may not be able to avoid encounters, after all Tang Zhuo Jian will perform after the premiere.

After thinking about it, Bie Han's mother seemed to feel that something was wrong, and suddenly "hissed" and asked, "Wait a minute, majoring in pop singing... so has he graduated from college?"

"Not yet." Bie Han answered truthfully, but saw his mother frowned suddenly, and said with disgust: "You can do it even before you graduate? How much older are you than others?"

Bie Han thought for a while: "It's not that big, it's just my wish."

The disgusted look lasted for a long time before she shook her head: "Forget it, you won't bring it back anyway."

Bie Han smiled and said, "I've been chasing him for several months, and you forced him to come here just after we got together, what do you want to do?"

Bie Dad suddenly turned his head and pressed the button to pause the game: "Wait, you, you chased him?"

"Yes."

"No prospect! Look at your mother, she chased after me back then."

"..."

Biehan’s family atmosphere is extremely relaxed. His mother is a violinist, even the principal in the symphony orchestra, and his father is a photographer. The whole house is full of photos of his mother’s performances, all of which are from his father’s hands. There is only one photo for some, and it is placed on the high shelf next to the TV. It is a group photo of a family of three when they went on a trip.

His mother was well-loved, and Bie Han was also well-loved since he was a child. She never interfered with his decisions, nor pryed into his privacy. The whole family was free and independent.

Bie Han returned to his room and sent Tang Zhuo Jian a message: [I'm home. ]

Within a few minutes, Tang Zhuojian returned: [Okay. ]

Bie Han: [What are you doing? ]

Tang Zhuojian: [Practice singing, practice piano later. ]

Bie Han: [Well, call me after practice. ]

Tang Zhuojian: [OK. ]

Bie Han: [Remember to practice Shata's theme song again. ]

Tang Zhuojian: [OK. ]

To some extent, Biehan’s family atmosphere is very suitable for Tang Zhuojian, because he doesn’t bother to rely on anyone. Even if he just fell in love and it’s time to be in love, he must finish his own work before thinking about love. thing.

The Lantern Festival is the premiere of "Shata", and there will be a live band performance at that time, and he will also go, so take advantage of these few days to review the song of the same name, so busy, maybe you can get over some misses .

Two days after Bie Han returned home, someone also dug up the fact that Tang Zhuo Jian was equal to a piece of candy on Weibo.

@雪雪很来: This time, the world’s first kill in the group book fell on the platform server. After careful comparison of online games, it was discovered that there was a familiar face in the first kill team cough cough. @唐烧见 v [picture].

Tang Zhuojian had posted screenshots of him playing Warcraft on Weibo before, so it was picked up without any effort.

The comments below are a bit funny.

@Arsul: The frequency of male gods posting videos has decreased, so it turns out that he has joined the e-sports industry.

@百无带忍: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I always thought that those who are good at playing games are dead nerds, my husband is so handsome! ! & Image Comments

@Saurfang with red in blue: Fuck!Isn't a piece of candy their chief treat?

@梨烧_: It's our husband!It turns out that our husband can not only sing, but also play games!

@吉娜娜入本: Speechless, playing in a group requires strength, and you don’t need a bad boy to go in and mix it up. Thank you.

@百年不合合: Go search for Tang Zhuojian, and the information about him being adopted. Could it be that he entered the Eternal Group through the back door, haha.

@PRimai: Thank you for thinking about it upstairs, take Tang away, I don't understand how your game is so awesome, but our Tang ranks first in that data graph.

@狗儿婷: Damn, I am a fan of someone who never likes to respond!

Tang Zhuowian really doesn't like to respond. He always feels that these things are originally other people's opinions. If he thinks it is good, he will be happy, and if he thinks it is bad, let him be bad. Not to mention that the Internet environment is so chaotic, it is almost enough.

What's more...he still has Biehan...

I have never tasted the taste of missing before, so this is the feeling.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Xiao Hui called Tang Zhuojian to make an appointment for a drink in an hour. Taking advantage of this free hour, Tang Zhuojian went online.

[公] [a piece of candy]: Ann!

[Public] [Time is clear and shallow]: Good evening, male god~

[公][one, two, three money]: An An, the wife of the president.

[公][Cold]: Ann.

[公][Xiao Hailiu]: Hello, Mrs. President.

……

In the living room, two laptops were put together, Bie Han's father glanced at the guild chat and turned his head to ask, "Your guild leader has changed?"

"No."

"President's wife?" He questioned, "Didn't your mother say you had a boyfriend?"

Bie Han replied indifferently: "Well, they like to call him Mrs. President."

"Oh."

[公][Yuan]: Hello, a piece of candy.

[公][a piece of candy]: hi.

[public][quack quack](client): 0.0

[Public] [quack quack] (client): ==Hello uncle.

Almost every time Bie Han went home, his dad would let him play World of Warcraft with him, but he hadn’t played it for a few years, so Bie Han took his dad to upgrade and played it for two whole days.

Bie Han's father pointed to "quack quack" and asked, "How is Tang Moyan doing? It's been a long time since I went out for tea with him."

"same as usual."

"Why is it still like that?"

"You misunderstood." Bie Han corrected his father casually, "It's old, it looks like. Old, it's an adjective."

"..." Occasionally, Bie Han's father also felt that Tang Moyan was a miserable man.

[A piece of candy] requests to join your party.confirm.

[Team][A piece of candy]: Hello...

He probably didn't expect that there would be other people in this team, so Bie Han smiled and raised his hand to type.

[Captain][Cold]: Taking him to level up, together?

[team][a piece of candy]: OK.

Tang Zhuojian didn't ask who it was, he just clicked on and glanced at the other party's profile, a 118-level fighter.

A piece of candy ran with them, they were all doing plot tasks, and there were many maps where they couldn’t fly without the plot, and Cold used flying mounts to carry Yu Yin.

After going back and forth like this for half an hour, Tang Zhuojian didn't say anything in the team, so he quietly ran along to help fight, Bie Han's father asked strangely: "Why doesn't he talk, isn't he jealous if you keep driving me? "

Don't sneer: "I don't know."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Zhuojian's private message came.

[A piece of candy]: Who is this?

For [a piece of candy]: My dad.

[A piece of candy]: ...

Seeing these two words, Tang Zhuo had lingering fears in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't speak just now. If he made a joke at his father again, he might never go back with Bie Han in his whole life.

[A piece of candy]: Oh, what have you been doing these two days?

Give [a piece of candy]: do housework, play games, visit relatives, etc.

[A piece of candy]: Oh.

[A piece of candy]: Miss you.

Looking at this message, Bie Han froze for a moment, then skillfully dropped the character from the air, disengaged the flying mount, closed the notebook and stood up: "Play by yourself first, I'll call him."

"I can't fly, you just find a place to put me down just to call him? Nothing good!" Bie Han's father glanced at him and waved him to leave quickly.

It was still very cold. When I opened the bedroom window, a gust of cold air rushed in. Mixed with the constant smell of firecrackers these days, the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year became stronger and weaker.

There was less noise in the bedroom, Bie Han leaned against the window, dialed Tang Zhuojian's phone number, and got connected after one ring.

"Hey."

Tang Zhuo saw that it was very quiet over there, so he didn't even say "Hello".Hearing this voice that he hadn't heard for two days, Bie Han chuckled lightly: "Miss me?"

Tang Zhuojian was stunned for a moment, then said: "Yes."

In fact, it is like this every year. The Chinese New Year is nothing special to him. It is not a day to reunite with his family, nor is it a day worth celebrating. It is normal to be alone at home, but this year he stayed at home alone for two days. , but felt a little boring, especially after practicing the song, and he lived in Bie Han's house, and everyone who swiped through Moments was a lot of friends together, and suddenly felt, why didn't Bie Han come back?

Obviously there is a chance to go together, but now that I think about it, I have a little regret, only a little.

"Have you been practicing songs for the past two days?" Bie Han asked, with a deep smile directly reaching another paragraph through the phone.

Tang Zhuojian simply lay down on the bed: "Yeah. Practicing singing, practicing piano, reading, and playing games."

"Oh—then you still have time to miss me?" Bie Han said.

Tang Zhuojian turned around, directly ignored Bie Han's question, and asked the one he wanted to know more: "When will you come back?"

"I've been back...it's only been two days." Bie Han leaned against the window, his eyes wandering outside the window, "What? Miss me so much? Wife?"

His voice was soft, Tang Zhuo saw an impulse rising in his chest, he asked, "Where do you live?"

"Want to come and find me?"

"Ah."

...It's no wonder, I'm going to go out to have a good time later, and forget all my troubles!

However, when the relationship was not confirmed before, it seemed that it was okay to not see each other for a few days. After the relationship was confirmed, two days seemed to be a long time.Missing hits like wind and rain, and it really hits.

Bie Han thought for a while, but still refused: "Forget it, if you come here like this, I will think that it will be impossible for you to leave me for two days. If you make me think this way, I won't guarantee what will happen when you come."

Whoever leaves you for two days can't do it... I'm still very fulfilled every day, okay?Think, just think a little bit.Tang Zhuo saw the lights on the ceiling, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, as if thinking of something terrible, he leaned closer to the phone microphone, and said softly, aggrieved, and softly: "But I miss you so much, you don't have to promise anything Ah, hubby, I just want you to come back...fuck me." The last two words were so soft that there was only breath, as if a puff of breath could be blown out of the earpiece, gently sweeping over the pinna.

Tang Zhuojian laughed as soon as he finished speaking, but he restrained himself from laughing out loud, his whole body was covered in the quilt and twitched.

"..."

The typical scar is healed and the pain is forgotten.

Bie Han went out with a dark face.

"Why are you going?" His father was still doing the task, but he saw Bie Han come out, changed his clothes, and took the key from the table.

"Go look for him, I won't be back tonight." Bie Han said hastily, forgetting to say hello to his mother before leaving.

"It seems that it is easy to say that you are worthless, and a phone call can make you go back to this point." After Bie Han left, his father said mockingly.

Yes, Tang Zhuojian.