Of course Chi Xiaochi would not know the wrath of the Lord God.
He recorded three songs in just one morning.
For someone like Cheng Yuan who has an impeccable musical foundation, the only thing he may worry about is that he cannot perfectly present his level due to the limitation of CDs.
The lunch was served by Cheng Jian, Su Xulun and several staff members participated, Chi Xiaochi accompanied him throughout the whole process, and ate gently with his chopsticks in his hands.
He speaks less and quieter, which is in stark contrast to his excellent professional skills.
For this junior, Su Xiulun admired him more and more. He kept taking care of him during the banquet, and even mentioned a few words to him.
What he mentioned has little to do with the music itself, but it involves all kinds of information such as interpersonal communication and business dealings, which are all dry goods.
Chi Xiaochi listened carefully and wrote it down silently.
Cheng Jian saw all this into his eyes.
Saying goodbye to Su Xiulun, Cheng Jian took Chi Xiaochi home and talked to him on the way, "You were never interested in such interpersonal matters before."
Chi Xiaochi opened the windows a little to prevent the air conditioner in the car from being too warm and the front windshield getting steam: "Mr. Su is very enthusiastic, I should also learn something."
Cheng Jian: "He also promised to check the surveillance for you. It stands to reason that this matter is not under his control."
Chi Xiaochi asked, "Have you found him in the surveillance?"
Cheng Jian, who was diverted from the topic, was a little unhappy: "...I looked for it, but I didn't find the person you mentioned."
061 also affirmed this statement: "I also went to confirm it. It really didn't."
Chi Xiaochi was not surprised, he leaned back and thought, and sure enough, he saw it wrong again.
Seeing his younger brother's tired face, Cheng Jian knew that recording songs was a physical task, and his heart softened a lot, but his mouth was very hard, and he ordered: "Close your eyes and rest."
Chi Xiaochi obediently closed his eyes, pulled the small blanket on the back seat to flatten it, then rolled and rolled, wrapping himself like a sushi roll.
Cheng Jian's heart trembled at his little brother's little gestures, and when he thought about all the things he had experienced these days, he felt both stunned and fortunate.
... Fortunately, my brother woke up in time from that dream of falling in love.
People like Yang Baihua, who seem gentle and harmless, are actually extremely selfish. Of course he didn't dislike Cheng Yuan, but he only loved himself.
He wanted to keep Cheng Yuan, not by actively participating in Cheng Yuan's life, but by provoking words, stripping Cheng Yuan out of his original circle of friends, and making him a vassal of his own.
He protects his younger sister Yang Xiaoyan not because of the deep brother-sister relationship, but because "it's hard to explain what happened to her" and because Yang Xiaoyan has a secret that he is ashamed of.
And my brother is not competent enough. He clearly found so many signs before. If he didn't talk to his brother properly, he just wanted to split them up, but it was counterproductive. He could only watch them stick more and more tightly.
If it wasn't for the hostage incident, which caused a conflict between Yang Baihua and Cheng Yuan, it would be hard for Cheng Jian to imagine what the situation would have turned out to be.
Along the way, Cheng Jian thought a lot.
The sushi rolls in the back row closed their eyes and took a nap, without any sleepiness.
In the afternoon, the sun was strong, and when I closed my eyes, I saw a bright red, which was the blood vessels of the eyelids.
But after a while, the annoying red gradually faded away.
Chi Xiaochi seemed to have a feeling: "... Teacher Six."
"It's more comfortable to rest this way." 061 whispered in his ear, "Don't think about other things for the time being."
Chi Xiaochi said, "I'm concentrating on basking in the sun."
061: "…but you're frowning."
Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes, like a magic stick, the old god was saying, "I'm feeling the process of slowly becoming salty."
061: "…Cough."
Chi Xiaochi: "Laugh if you want, don't hold back."
061 laughed out loud, and the sweet laughter also caused Chi Xiaochi to slightly raise the corner of his mouth.
After returning home, Chi Xiaochi played the piano for two hours as usual, then went downstairs and popped some popcorn, ready to watch a movie at night.
But compared to Chi Xiaochi's leisurely life, some people's life is not so easy.
Yang Xiaoyan lowered her head and entered the cafeteria from the southeast side door with the least traffic.
She ordered a small ravioli and sat down in a secluded corner. Before she could eat two bites, she heard the chattering chattering from all directions.
"... She, just her."
"I can't see my face."
"It depends on the face, it's on Weibo. She deleted the photo album by herself, but it seems that someone took a quick step and took a screenshot."
"... It's her. I even shared a classroom with her last year."
"Tang Huan's fans are crazy enough. The human flesh came to our school, and it blew up our school's official blog. Everyone can scold people. I said two good things to our school, and I was scolded a dozen times by private messages. "
"Who's to blame, a rat poop..."
Yang Xiaoyan couldn't eat after two bites, and was about to get up and leave when she saw a girl in the dormitory with her entering the cafeteria and happened to meet her.
The girl came over and said, "Yang Xiaoyan, the counselor asked you to come to his office."
As soon as Yang Xiaoyan's legs softened, she instinctively ran away.
The girl shouted from behind her: "Where are you going?... Hey! I brought it here!"
Yang Xiaoyan didn't dare to listen any more, and rushed out of the cafeteria.
She didn't dare to go back to the dormitory, let alone the counselor's office. After nineteen years of her life, Yang Xiaoyan felt genuine panic, torment, despair, regret, and multiple emotions that made her breathless.
Finally, Yang Xiaoyan squatted at the door of the playground equipment warehouse, crying and calling her parents: "Dad, Dad, come quickly... I have an accident, please come quickly—"
That night, Chi Xiaochi specially ate half full and ate popcorn with his stomach.
Chi Xiaochi's leisurely called 061 a little bit dumbfounded: "I don't care about that matter, is it really okay?"
Chi Xiaochi asked back, "What's the problem?"
In the afternoon, the blue bar representing the value of remorse rose sharply by 10 o'clock, and then Yang Baihua called him several times, all of which were placed by Chi Xiaochi.
At that time, Chi Xiaochi thought, Yang Baihua, a person with such a good face, was just beaten by him in the morning, and he had to buffer for a while, there was no reason to change his mind so quickly, something must have happened.
Sure enough, a WeChat message from Yang Baihua explained Chi Xiaochi's doubts: "My parents know about us."
Chi Xiaochi said to 061, "Ha, I knew it."
Immediately, he replied to Yang Baihua kindly: "Congratulations on your successful coming out."
Yang Baihua didn't reply for a long time, Chi Xiaochi could even think of the expression on his face that he ate flies.
His next text came a few minutes later: "They're pissed."
Chi Xiaochi: "Oh."
Yang Baihua was in a hurry: "You were the one who broke me back then."
Chi Xiaochi dumped an American Psychological Association report on the infeasibility of trying to change your sexual orientation, and discussed with him rationally: "I can bend you, but I can't make you hard."
Yang Baihua was silent for a while, this time he must have been frightened.
Compared to Chi Xiaochi, who was flirting with Yang Baihua, 061 was not too optimistic about it.
From Cheng Yuan's original memory, the old couple of the Yang family, especially Yang's mother, are by no means a fuel-efficient lamp.
Regarding 061's unease, Chi Xiaochi expressed his understanding: "I know. After all, it is also a talent to come up with the idea of letting my son be a free duck for a few years so that the family can immigrate."
061 said: "But you have just entered the rising stage of your career."
Chi Xiaochi touched his chin and said to himself, "Well. It's really troublesome for Cheng Yuan."
061 continued to analyze: "The situation has changed, and their mentality will also change: when Cheng Yuan was down, it was the Cheng family who asked the Yang family, and the Yang family also planned to profit from it. Your family is at a disadvantage, for Yang Xiaoyan, they might threaten you with the fact that you and Yang Baihua were in a relationship."
"threaten?"
061 said: "You have just entered the rising stage of your career, and you have to consider the public image. They are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. Who knows what will happen."
This world is similar to Chi Xiaochi's original world, with rainbow flags waving on the Internet, but in reality, the acceptance of homosexuality is not high, and there are not a few celebrities who publicly admit their sexual orientation.
After thinking for a while, Chi Xiaochi said something meaningful: "Who is barefoot and who is wearing shoes, I can't say for sure."
After finishing speaking, he called Cheng Jian and told the whole story.
Hearing this, Cheng Jian was not too surprised, but he still scolded his mother in his heart: "I see. Brother will help you..."
"Brother, this is not a small matter, I don't want to hide it from you." Chi Xiaochi said, "But... I want to handle it myself this time."
Cheng Jian didn't come back to his senses, he answered a few words, hung up the phone, and stared at the floor-to-ceiling windows for a long time.
... How did Xiao Yuan grow up so quickly.
Really fast, it seems like an overnight thing.
Seeing that Chi Xiaochi hung up the phone, 061 was very curious: "Since you plan to handle it yourself, why did you specifically contact Cheng Jian?"
"Many people think that family members can communicate with each other. Therefore, when communicating with bosses, classmates, colleagues, and friends, there are people who teach various tips, but very few people teach how to get along with their families. In fact, they are getting along with their families. Communication is very important in the process of graduating." Chi Xiaochi said, "Opening up is just the first step."
This chicken soup made 061 a little confused, but after thinking about it, it felt strange.
Chi Xiaochi didn't say this to himself, but more like he was explaining something to someone on purpose.
However, Chi Xiaochi did not express his thoughts, and 061 did not ask any further questions.
In this way, one person, one system waits until the dead of night, closes the curtains, turns off the lights, and watches ghost movies with popcorn.
Since the last time we watched a ghost movie together, 061 has accumulated experience. As soon as the ghost comes out, he consciously and actively turns down the volume.
After calling twice, Chi Xiaochi said, "What are you doing, look down on me?"
061: "You're not afraid..."
Chi Xiaochi said: "If you want to turn it off, turn off the mute. You don't think it's creepy when it's looming."
061 turned the sound to normal mode.
At this moment, the little female ghost under the car suddenly came out and grabbed the protagonist's feet.
Chi Xiaochi screamed out, and howled worse than the protagonist.
He said sadly: "Teacher Liu, I didn't expect you to be such a teacher. What about your teacher's virtue."
061 actually didn't expect the last scary part to be so close to the next one, but he was also used to playing role-playing with Chi Xiaochi, and continued: "I have brought so many students to my teacher, and no one has ever said that. I have no morality."
Chi Xiaochi said, "You don't have the morality of a teacher."
061 Turn up the volume.
Chi Xiaochi immediately said, "Teacher, I was wrong, give me a chance to be a new person."
061 talked to him for more than an hour in a two-person comic dialogue, and the horror movie came to an end with laughter and laughter.
After washing up and lying back on the bed, Chi Xiaochi read Yang Baihua's remorse and found that the amount was approaching 80.
Chi Xiaochi was not surprised by this result.
Hate is clearly more efficient than love in promoting the negative emotion of "remorse."
He seemed to think of something again and asked 061: "No one has played like me before?"
061 said: "As far as I know, no."
Chi Xiaochi was curious: "Why?"
061 said: "I am afraid that the situation will be out of control; I am afraid that people will collapse; I am afraid that the regret value is not calculated like this.
Chi Xiaochi said, "That's it. Don't you think it's wrong?"
"... This kind of mentality is quite normal."
"I didn't say mentality. I said quantity." Chi Xiaochi put one hand behind his head, "People have thousands of faces, impulsive, calm, reckless, look ahead, take risks, keep their own, ruthless, gentle, decisive, hesitant... All kinds. But why do I feel that these people's forward-looking characters seem to be carved out of a mold?"
Chi Xiaochi's words made the back of 061's head shudder.
This guess can't be thought carefully at all, because 061 found that no matter other systems, the hosts he brought with him have very similar personalities.
… They are all weak, unassertive, timid, and basically won’t disobey any rules.
But 061 quickly found a reasonable explanation.
061 said: "But the system chose you. How does this count?"
Chi Xiaochi couldn't answer this question either: "Well..."
At this moment, Cheng Yuan's cell phone rang, and a strange call came in.
Chi Xiaochi picked it up casually: "Hello, who is it."
On the other side of the phone was a middle-aged man with a heavy accent: "Are you Cheng Yuan? I'm Yang Baihua's father."
Chi Xiaochi wanted to skin it, so coincidentally, so did I.
However, his attitude was very restrained, gentle and gentle, completely in the tone of a good child: "Ah, hello uncle."
Judging from the echo on the other side of the phone, the other party should have turned on the amplifier, and now more than one pair of ears should be listening to him.
Dad Yang said, "Are you free tomorrow? Your aunt wants to chat with you."
Chi Xiaochi read the memory of Cheng Yuan, father Yang was weak, and he didn't participate in any housework except for work, while mother Yang was a sturdy personality.
Obviously, the latter is more difficult to handle.
Chi Xiaochi didn't embarrass Dad Yang and said, "Okay, I'll decide the location. Last time my uncle and aunt came to play in the city, I couldn't accompany you. I will at least invite you for a meal tomorrow. Where, I will contact Yang Baihua."
"Call your parents too."
"My parents are very busy. It depends on the situation. I'm not sure if they can come."
This skillful anti-guest master has exceeded Dad Yang's ability to deal with it.
061 asked: "Are you going? Alone?"
Chi Xiaochi said, "Isn't there still you here?"
061 said: "It's time to make trouble..."
Chi Xiaochi had a clear heart in his chest: "I can't make trouble."
It was not until the official meeting the next day that 061 understood that Chi Xiaochi's so-called "no trouble" had two meanings.
First, he chose the meeting place at the famous local revolving restaurant with aerial view. It is a place where a medium-rare T-bone steak sells for 800 yuan, and the environment is very particular. Everyone ordered food and spoke softly. Once it is loud, there will be a security guard with a stick around the waist to remind him.
Second, Yang Mahu, Chi Xiaochi is more tiger than her.
Chi Xiaochi's dignified and noble temperament in the show is really unusual, so people often forget that he came from a tube building where all living beings live together and fireworks are chaotic, and he can scold his waist for a long time because of the garlic. came out.
That day, Chi Xiaochi took care of himself, not to mention meticulousness, at least it matched the temperament of that restaurant.
He came early and ordered everything.
All he ordered were Chinese food, so he wouldn't make things difficult for Yang's mother in this regard.
When Yang Ma and Yang Baihua appeared at the door of the restaurant together, Chi Xiaochi greeted them with a smile.
When I first took a photo with Cheng Yuan, Yang's mother didn't think about "the shameless little stinky who seduced her son" at all.
Different from the girly and coquettish image she imagined, Cheng Yuan had jet-black hair, not dyed, and he didn't wear those bits and pieces around his hands and neck. He only wore a watch that was very low-key except for the price, and his skin was snow-white. His facial features are delicate. I don't know if it's because of people's clothes. He has a lazy extravagance from the inside out. He has a smile on his face, but it's hard to understand what he's thinking.
Yang Baihua was in a daze.
He has never seen Cheng Yuan dressed up.
At the beginning, Yang Baihua also said that Cheng Yuan was not rich, why did he still wear white shirts and jeans.
Cheng Yuan said proudly, I look good in a white shirt and jeans.
Yang Baihua asked the question, but his heart was clear.
Cheng Yuan is to not put pressure on him.
Just like now, Cheng Yuan, who was neatly dressed and wearing a small suit, gave Yang Baihua a vague sense of oppression, making him feel that he was short.
He called out in embarrassment, "Xiao Cheng."
Yang Ma has been looking at the overly elegant decoration of the restaurant. It was when she heard the word "Xiaocheng" that she saw the polite and polite young man before her meeting.
Seeing that Chi Xiaochi came alone, Yang's mother's expression turned ugly.
It can be said that this face is completely different from the happy smile when she accepted the Cheng family's proposal and promised Yang Baihua and Cheng Yuan to get married.
Chi Xiaochi wouldn't care about this.
As a person in the entertainment industry with thousands of black fans, if he cared about how others looked at him, he would have been depressed long ago.
He led the mother and son into the private room.
This private room is separated from the outside world by a layer of bamboo curtains, which is suitable for conversation, but not suitable for quarrel.
Yang's mother obviously realized that this was not her home court. She was angry for a while, and when she sat down, she asked, "Where are your parents? Didn't you agree to meet?"
Chi Xiaochi said: "Auntie, what I said to my uncle yesterday was 'it depends on the situation'. My parents are very busy and really can't find time. Besides, I don't think it's necessary for adults to be arguing with junior high school students. Find your parents to deal with it."
These words made Yang Baihua's face turn blue and white, and he changed the subject and said, "Cheng Yuan, this place is too expensive."
"It's not your money. I paid for it. Of course I want to bring my aunt to the best place." Chi Xiaochi smiled at Yang Ma, "Auntie, I ordered a few dishes, you can eat them. If you feel If it doesn't suit your taste, you can order more."
Yang Ma held a grasshopper face, motionless.
Chi Xiaochi understood.
She had probably heard the version of her description from Yang Xiaoyan or Yang Baihua, and knew that she had no intention of helping Yang Xiaoyan.
Therefore, in her eyes, Cheng Yuan, who has lost his use value, is a little slut who leads her son to a detour.
Their family couldn't find a way to solve the problem for Yang Xiaoyan, but Yang's mother thought that her son was broken by Cheng Yuan, and she couldn't do it in a low voice to such a person.
So what strategy she will take, Chi Xiaochi knows very well.
When the food came, she didn't eat it, but Chi Xiaochi ate it. Anyway, it wasn't him who was angry.
Before she clipped two chopsticks, Yang Ma couldn't sit still: "How old are you?"
"Quick 23."
Yang Ma sneered: "You're so young, what's wrong with doing this kind of shameful thing will ruin your life."
Chi Xiaochi was curious: "Why is it ruined for a lifetime?"
Yang Ma said: "It's not too embarrassing for a man to do that kind of thing with a man. If all the men in the world do this kind of abnormal thing, everyone in the world will die."
It's not a good word to say, but Chi Xiaochi is calm.
Everyone in this world has the right to hate something, not to mention that at Ma Yang's age, her values are already indestructible, and Chi Xiaochi doesn't plan to argue with Ma Ma about this.
And Chi Xiaochi believed that this would not be her real intention.
Sure enough, Ma Yang's next sentence was: "Xiaoyan, you have to help."
Chi Xiaochi said in a heart, come.
... This is Cheng Yuan's last hurdle.
Cheng Yuan and Yang Baihua's relationship was a sure thing, and the Yang family couldn't accept it, so if the Yang family held the handle, it would always be a bad trouble for Cheng Yuan.
After passing this threshold, he can be regarded as the true perfection of merit.
He swallowed what was in his mouth, but looked at Yang Baihua: "What does 'get' mean?"
Yang Ma: "I heard Bai Hua say that you belong to the Cheng family. You have been with the person for a while. If this matter gets bigger, it will be disgraceful to your Cheng family."
Chi Xiaochi tilted his head and seemed to have doubts: "Make a big deal? Who wants to make a big deal?"
Yang Ma said calmly: "It's up to you to make trouble or not."
Knowing from Yang Xiaoyan that her son was abused as a homosexual, while Yang's mother was furious, she also found a clever plan to relieve Yang Xiaoyan.
In Yang Ma's opinion, rich people need face, and face is life, and face is as big as a mountain. Talking to a man to make friends with a man is a matter of being stabbed in the spine by neighbors and relatives for a lifetime.
So she was determined to win.
She has seen a lot of little brats of Cheng Yuan's age. They seem to be in the sky, but they are all indifferent soft dicks, who can get shit done by frightening them.
Seeing that Chi Xiaochi didn't answer, she just pondered, she chased after her victory: "You are a singer, your family is in business, if your reputation is ruined..."
Chi Xiaochi put down his chopsticks and looked directly at Yang Ma quietly: "My reputation is bad, I can go to a music school abroad; my family's reputation is bad, I have business abroad; my reputation among relatives is bad, we are separate, it's a big deal not connected."
Speaking of this, the corner of his lips twitched: "But your reputation is bad, where can you go?"
Yang Baihua's scalp went numb, and he looked at Chi Xiaochi in disbelief.
Chi Xiaochi leaned back with a smile on his face: "I didn't do this alone. The military medals have half of mine and half of yours. It's fair and reasonable that everyone's reputation will be ruined together."
Yang Ma didn't expect that Chi Xiaochi would not take her stubble at all, and threatened her in turn, her veins swelled out.
Yang Baihua's face was ashen: "Cheng Yuan, my mother is in a hurry, she is getting old again, don't threaten her."
"I'm in a hurry too." Chi Xiaochi spread his hands, "but no matter how worried, you have to hide your tail before going out. I see that my aunt cares about reputation so much, so of course she should help her consider it. In case your 'good reputation' spreads Open, I wonder if there are any girls who are willing to inherit your lineage for you?"
The words "inherit the lineage" firmly and accurately stepped on Yang Ma's painful foot.
Yang Ma almost jumped up and scolded through gritted teeth: "Die AIDS!" These three words are already civilized, and the content after that is what Chi Xiaochi refused to describe.
All in all, it's full of nutrients and nutritious.
But she only scolded a few words, and found that the surroundings were silent.
Everyone looked at her in astonishment, making her face hot and hot, and the ten successful powers that could have been exerted were forcibly held back.
Chi Xiaochi didn't move like a mountain: "Auntie, you can't say that about Yang Baihua."
He put one arm on the dining table and said, "Also, Yang Baihua, you said 'threat' just now. You made a mistake. It didn't count as a threat just now, but now it counts."
He stared at Yang's mother and said with a smile: "I know the address of your village. When I bought you nutritional supplements last year, I sent them."
"If you dare to make trouble, I will dare to say that Yang Baihua has sexual dysfunction, hand out flyers, and send pennants. It's really not good. It's okay to carve a stele tree at the entrance of your village. Let's take your time, not in a hurry."