President six and a half years old

Chapter 64

Yan Ye tossed and turned and couldn't sleep all night. This was actually his normal state in the past two months. He had to work as much as possible every day so that he would fall asleep when he was so tired that he didn't have the energy to think about anything else.

Today was an accident.

Qiu Ming seemed to have pinched it a little better, and Wu Jingxuan came out of the bathroom not long after he went out.

Yan Ye had been listening to their chat, and he could even hear the sound of the two playing games outside clearly.He didn't want to lock the door, for fear that someone would turn the lock on a whim and find that he had woken up.

Am I being too obvious?

Yan Ye's mind was full of messy things, and Qiu Mingqian asked a question so hard that his heart couldn't breathe.

Yan Ye opened his eyes until it was dawn, and only after Qiu Ming and Wu Jingxuan left the dormitory one after another did he catch up on a little sleep.I stayed up late when I was young, and I didn't know if I would be bald.

That season of the variety show "One Season" earned enough popularity before the filming started, and the guest lineup was huge, including twelve people including Yan Ye.Yan Yelin didn't know that Lin Zifei and Xu Jingwen were also going until he started recording the show.

Yan Ye also met Lin Zifei a few times later, and he was fairly close to Lin Zifei.On the other hand, Xu Jingwen has been on the crew all the time, and he rarely participated in reality shows. At that time, he hadn't contacted him much after recording "The Seventh Dwarf".

When Xu Jingwen sent the application to add friends, Yan Ye was still a little puzzled. After reading Lin Zifei's information, he was sure that it was not a pirated account.

After Xu Jingwen passed the invitation, he simply said hello, and then hit the topic directly: Follow me on Weibo.

Yan Ye was taken aback for a moment, then let out a muffled laugh.I have struggled to grow up for two or three years, but others still seem to have their original appearance and original personality.

"Have you quarreled with Qiu Ming again?" Lin Gaoshan asked him from the side.

Yan Ye switched to the Weibo page, searched for Xu Jingwen's Weibo, and followed him.Lin Gaoshan replied perfunctorily: "No."

"There's no need to hide it from me." Lin Gaoshan was slightly dissatisfied: "No matter what you are doing now, don't mess around with the recording program when the time comes, the whole network is looking forward to your internal conflicts."

Yan Ye scoffed.He suddenly found that Xu Jingwen had followed him, and he didn't know how long he had been following him. It should have been quite early, and now he couldn't wait to come over to urge him in person.

"One Season" had Yan Ye and Qiu Ming in the first episode. Not to mention that Yan Ye didn't have a conflict with Qiu Ming, even if there was a conflict, it wouldn't be shown on the show.

Lin Gaoshan also knew this was the reason, but subconsciously said: "Where did the overnight hatred come from between brothers, can you explain clearly? I think the problem lies with you. You used to talk all day long and others didn't criticize yourself. Now you hide People are very active in hiding. Qiu Mingming is so scared that he is bored in the room writing songs every day, and his writing is getting worse and worse."

"Why doesn't it look good?" Yan Ye finally turned his attention.

"It's not bad, it's actually quite amazing." Lin Gaoshan snorted coldly, his fat face was full of complexities: "Just the one you are going to recite now, the sound will be heard in the empty valley, and the sorrow will last for a long time. I also love that sound." If you can’t get out, just remember to close the door, there will be a twelfth lunar month in the scorching sun.”

Yan Ye: "..."

Lin Gaoshan: "I don't know how a child can write such a sad song and be so pitiful. I heard him holding a bun. Tell me, what's the matter with you? You can quarrel with one or two. Autistic?"

As he spoke, Lin Gaoshan began to hum that strange tune.

Yan Yeming knew that he said it to himself on purpose, but he still couldn't hold back his headache.He rubbed his temples and sighed lowly.

"Okay, stop singing, I'll go see him at night."

"It should have been done earlier." Satisfied, Lin Gaoshan finally cleared his throat and went on strike.He glanced at Yan Ye and said, "The whole company must be in a hurry."

"..." What is there to be anxious about, what is there to be anxious about!

Even if Yan Ye really wanted to avoid Qiu Ming, he had to get together these few days.The show is about to start filming pilot films and promotional photos. They live in the same place, and it is impossible to shoot on both sides separately.

At night, Yan Ye waited in the dormitory for a long time before returning to Qiu Ming, and later dug him out in the vocal music classroom.

Qiu Ming was buried in a pile of music scores, writing and revising, and the radio equipment was piled up in a mess beside him.The lunch boxes were scattered on the table, I don't know how long it has been delivered, I only took a few bites by visual inspection, I picked some meat to eat, and the vegetables did not move.

Yan Ye moved a small bench and sat by the wall, Qiu Ming didn't notice him at all.

The staff brought a folding table to Yan Ye, and Yan Ye was doing planning there.After Yan Ye's revision of this plan was almost finished, Qiu Ming realized that there was an unusual person sitting by the wall.

"Yan Ye?"

Yan Ye glanced at him, saved the file and closed the computer.He hummed lightly and dialed the number of the staff.After a while, someone brought a box of bento over.

Qiu Ming was a little curious about what Yan Ye was doing, and hurriedly packed up his manuscripts and put them neatly into folders.After packing up his things, Yan Ye pushed the bento to him.

"Brother Yang brought me food just now..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Yan Ye throw the rice he had picked up a few mouthfuls into a plastic bag, take it to the trash can and come back.

"Huh?" Yan Ye glanced at him lightly, pushed the chair and sat opposite him: "Eat."

How can he lose so much weight after having a stroke? If he eats like this every time, his body won't be able to keep up.

"Oh."

Qiu Ming blinked, his heart was so soft that he was in a mess.Yan Ye's eyes swept across as if they were on the tip of his heart.

Yan Ye raised his eyebrows, wanting to smile or not: "Look at your sister, hurry up and eat."

"... Oh." It was the first time that Yan Ye talked to him like this, and Qiu Ming still thought it was quite fresh.Don't care what Yan Ye said, just respond first.

Just like this, he still couldn't block Qiu Ming's gaze. Does this kid know that his eyes are unobstructed and hot?

Yan Ye looked at him, his face fluttered and his heart fluttered.

Yan Ye, who was in a panic, could only find other things to do, and his eyes fell on the score that Qiu Ming had just sorted out.He didn't want to look at it, Qiu Ming followed his line of sight and pushed the bag of documents over.

"Look at it, and give me a few compliments after reading it."

"You're quite confident." Yan Ye relaxed and pulled out Qiu Ming's score.

Qiu Ming is a talented player, and no one can match him at the same stage.The lyrics are not as exaggerated as Lin Gaoshan said, but they are a little bit beyond the maturity of Qiu Ming's age. Waiting for two years to release them will still be amazing.

"Brother Ming is awesome, why should you be humble." Qiu Ming smiled triumphantly.

Yan Ye also smiled: "Yes, you are the best."

Yan Ye's singing is also good, and he has written lyrics and composed music by himself, which is considered good for his age group, but it took him so long to realize it since he was in elementary school.But compared with Qiu Ming's pure natural inspiration, the difference is obvious.Yan Ye was also relieved, fortunately the company did not bury Qiu Ming's talent.

The staff came and went, seeing that the two of them were inside, they didn't come in much.As soon as it got dark, the air conditioner was also turned up, and the temperature in the room was just right.

Qiu Ming buried his head in finishing the meal, he was hungry and hungry, and rarely took a few mouthfuls of food in a proper manner in front of Yan Ye.When he gradually felt full, he gently put down his chopsticks and looked at Yan Ye.

Fans like to take pictures of Yan Ye's various appearances, and the occasional photos of Yan Ye squinting his eyes can be held excitedly by them for a long time.In the past, I faced Yan Ye every day, and it was annoying to hear him babbling in my ear. The fan group who strayed into Yan Ye only thought that this group of people was just looking for trouble.

Later, the young man's mind was jumping for joy, he just simply enjoyed the beauty of the throbbing heartbeat, but he didn't have any special thoughts.

Until these two months, I often couldn't find anyone.

Yan Ye really wants to avoid people, so what if it's the same company, he can walk past you intimately when we meet.Qiu Ming occasionally thought that if Yan Ye kept hiding like this, there was nothing he could do, and it was rare that he was particularly envious of Su Wan.

It's great to be a fan, even if you shout "I love you" to him a hundred times, he won't think you're weird.

Qiu Ming went around pretending to be pitiful and sad in front of the staff, and finally tricked Yan Ye over.He thought it was good, Yan Ye would not hide from him after he went back, they still got along as before, and he still walked beside Su Wan or other people whose fans dreamed of him.

"Finish?" Yan Ye hooked the bento with his index finger and moved it over. After checking, he nodded slightly: "Yes, remember to eat the vegetables. I will ask the nutritionist to match you later. I think you have grown a little bit recently and are well-nourished. keep up with..."

Yan Ye accidentally touched the musical instrument, the guitar touched the electronic organ, and the sound of the musical instrument was a little anxious.He stood up and supported the instrument, tapped his fingers on the table: "After packing up, go up."

Qiu Ming answered without hesitation, got up to pack the lunch box, wiped his mouth, and took a stick of chewing gum to loosen the smell.

There was only the lunch box that Yan Ye had just thrown away in the trash can in the house. Qiu Ming threw the bento in together, picked up the plastic bag and tied it into a knot, planning to go out later and throw them together in the big trash can in the corridor.

He stood by the door and waited for Yan Ye, who was still packing Qiu Ming's scores at the table.When Qiu Ming was writing, his thoughts were quite clear, but the draft was so messy that it was all messed up in the file bag and put it in at once.

Yan Ye's obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't get used to it. Based on his understanding of Qiu Ming's habits, he arranged them in order and marked the page number on each manuscript.

Qiu Ming put the gum on the tip of his tongue and blew out a bubble.He looked pissed off, but his heart was filled with soft distress.Why does every move of this person make people like him very much.

After Yan Ye finished packing, he carried the document bag and put his other hand into his pocket, walking slowly.

It was rare for him to relax in the past two months, and he didn't have to bother to avoid Qiu Ming.Getting along with Qiu Ming is no different than usual, it's because I was taken aback.

The classroom lights fell into darkness as soon as the lights were turned off, only a little light came in from the lights in the corridor.

"Let's go."

Yan Ye turned off the light and turned to call Qiu Ming.In the hazy light, Qiu Ming approached at a high speed, and the boy's hands were shackled on his shoulders, and he was pressed against the wall, and the corner of the switch was hit by his shoulder bone, which was painful.

Yan Ye's mind was blank, as if he heard the sound of the wind whistling past.Qiu Ming pressed Yan Ye's shoulders, his eyes narrowed slightly, mixed with the fine light of the corridor, his slightly cool lips touched the corner of his lips and kissed lightly, the refreshing mint flavor of chewing gum exploded between the two of them.

The author has something to say: Hey, Brother Yan will show you how to develop a chasing wife crematorium.