(Eight)
Carrots and cabbages, each has its own love, even a clown like Su Yu, a loyal fan who doesn't know the inside story, still loves to death.
They have been on the Internet for a long time, and they are very familiar with it, and they are extremely familiar with playing high and low.
Xia Changhan is too lazy to go out, and has recently become a house girl.
In the past few days, the wind vane has turned, and it is Su Yu's fans who are jumping. A Weibo post by that big music critic is more inspiring than standing in front of everyone and shouting.
Xia Changhan gnawed on the pig's trotters and swiped the screen, opened his mouth greasy, and commented a few words from time to time.
"Tsk tsk tsk, everyone is coming on stage, poor loyal fans of the Su family, they are being played around."
There are also those melon-eating people who don't know the truth, following the mountains and tsunamis, they set off wave after wave of heat waves.
Xia Changhan waited to see how Su Yu responded to this "great love."
The unrestrained enthusiasm of the loyal fans is probably about to burn the idol.
Su Yu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
How much he owns, he knows better than anyone else that even a short piece of chord score can't be produced, let alone a whole piece of music.
Except for Qu Qinghe losing his temper, the rest of the time he was in a daze. He couldn't eat or sleep, and his chin was so hungry.
"Baby~"
Qu Qinghe returned home, put down his briefcase, loosened his tie and walked to the bedroom, when he saw Su Yu leaning over to kiss him, sticky.
It's a pity that the hot face was put on the cold butt, Su Yu directly gave him a blank stare.
"Don't be courteous, didn't you see that I was dying of anxiety, or you can get me something useful from Xia Changhan like last time, or you can find a rope and hang me directly, forget it, If this continues, I will only have a dead end."
Qu Qinghe turned pale with shock: "Is it so serious?"
Su Yu's brows were full of irritability, "The Internet has already been fried."
Su Yu is the treasure he got with great difficulty, how could he be willing to let him fall into this situation.
He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, thinking of a way to delay the attack.
The International Piano Competition will be held in a few months. Before that, if we can find a way for Su Yu, not only will the crisis be resolved, but it may even help him to reach another level.
Qu Qing and Bu had a good game, so they talked about it, so they persuaded Su Yu to hide it first.
However, before the Tibetans, they used Nebula Entertainment's own media to fabricate a farewell scene at the airport.
The next day, the Internet was full of news about Su Yu's going abroad.
Qu Qinghe's response was: In order to meet the music competition and to improve himself to reward fans, Su Yu will study for three months to improve his piano skills and composition.
The idol is so "progressive", and the fans can only admire it sincerely.
The internet was full of emotions as Su Yu pursued art diligently, while the plagiarism dog was being escorted by Qu Qing and the people arranged by Qu Qinghe, and sent to a secret place to hide from the attack, avoiding this wave.
When Xia Changhan saw the news, he immediately guessed the intention of the two of them.
She almost screamed out of laughter!
No, you can't slander yourself just because you ate pig's trotters.
Xia Changhan gnawed so loudly, the smell of rotten meat melted in his mouth, life couldn't be too good.
People are cheap, and they have their own money.
She was not in a hurry, Su Yu had changed from a jumping clown to a shady mouse before he was able to face it head-on. They had a dead end, and they had to go by themselves. If they fell to their deaths in the future, they couldn't blame others.
After eating the last mouthful of pig's trotters, Xia Changhan licked the five-flavored carrot fingertips, and took two more mouthfuls of fat house water. Then he patted his belly in satisfaction and walked into the study.
She had almost finished watching the drama online, so she decided to get down to business first.
Recently, I often take out the music scores collected by the original body. This thing is like a panacea. Every time Xia Changhan reads it, he opens up a new idea, and the inspiration for composing emerges in endlessly.
It would be perfect if you could try it out on the keys.
If this pair of carrot hands can regain their slenderness and lightness sooner, surpassing the work of "Chapter Seven of the Night", it will also be able to appear earlier and shatter the eyeballs of those internet trolls.
Xia Changhan was humming a tune when the system suddenly made chaotic noises.
"Hey, what kind of wind are you smoking?"
Three low words came to my ears: "The scumbag came to the door."
Ding dong!
The doorbell rang instantly.
Xia Changhan closed his mouth, the voice pierced through the door and hit people's hearts.
Qu Qinghe hid Su Yu well, but he was unwilling to be silent.
He has been inspired by those two endless videos.
After all, there was a time when Xia Changhan's talent was known to him better than anyone else.
For Su Yu's sake, he planned to risk it all, and came to the door with the cheek to borrow Xia Changhan's idea.
The sound of "ding dong" was endless, and Xia Changhan was fighting with heaven and earth.
If that person is let in, who knows what is going on around him, what if he brings a few strong men along with him.
Boom boom boom!
Seeing that no one responded, the scumbag turned ringing the doorbell into smashing the door.
Damn it, this is my mother's house, you won't pay if the door is broken.
Xia Changhan's anger started from his dantian, and his gallbladder came from both sides.
He strode over and slammed the door open.
Qu Qinghe was about to use the third move, to kick the door if he didn't open it.
He raised one foot high, and kicked it with all his energy.
Unexpectedly, Xia Changhan would appear suddenly, with a large movement of pulling the door, under the inertia, Qu Qinghe, who was like a one-legged chicken, could not stand steadily, staggered, and fell on Xia Changhan with a standard face-to-ground movement. underfoot.
Hiss~ I guess it hurts.
Xia Changhan curled his lips, bit his lips, and frowned. The dignified Second Young Master Qu's wrestling figure was really eye-catching.
She didn't bother to help her, she saw that the person was alone, she slammed the door, walked to the sofa and sat down, waiting for Qu Qinghe to get up from the ground.
He fell badly, his cheeks were scratched, his stiff suit became wrinkled, and his knees were worn out.
The Second Young Master Qu, who was always in the wind outside, fell very embarrassingly.
Xia Changhan didn't sympathize with him at all, on the contrary, he wanted to sing a song.
Dropped into this world from the airdrop, her biggest enemy is right in front of her eyes. If she was in her original body, she might still feel soft-hearted and nostalgic for the past, and maybe she would help her in the past.
But Xia Changhan just wanted to clap his hands and laugh right now.
The faces of Qu Qing and Yin Zhi were about to drip water.
"I really want to laugh, huh, I already knew that you are a cold-blooded and hard-hearted woman."
Whatever he said, Xia Changhan was too lazy to talk to a villain.
Qu Qinghe naively thought that the other party was afraid of him, so enduring the pain of his rotten knee, he took two steps forward.
"Xia Changhan, I'm here today, and I don't want to quarrel with you. I'm here to discuss business with you."
Did you hear me right, the scumbag wants to talk business with me
Xia Changhan was 100% sure that the sun rose from the east this morning.
Did this scumbag fall and fall stupidly, or did he go to some other dimension.
She smiled contemptuously: "Second Young Master Qu from a wealthy family, whose family business is almost spread all over the world, came to do business with me, a piano player, you are treating me like a ghost."
Qu Qinghe was very purposeful, for Su Yu's sake, this trip was determined not to go in vain.
Now that the words have been spoken, let's just clarify everything.
He leaned forward again, bent down slightly, and used the tricks he used to deceive beauties, his peach eyes shimmered.
Xia Changhan tasted it, and felt that his peach blossom eyes were still good-looking.
So she squinted at Qu Qinghe with her beautiful peach eyes.
"Eternal cold~"
He sighed three times with a Changhan shake, and the end of the sentence carried what he thought was full of affection.
It's a pity that he expressed the wrong affection and used the wrong direction.
In front of him was not the sad and pitiful original body, but Xia Changhan who watched the show with cold eyes and a clear mind.
vomit!
Xia Changhan felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard that, the pig's trotter that he had swallowed just now turned up again as if regurgitating the cud, stuck in his throat, and almost spat it out.
Qu Qinghe still pretended to be cool and warm even though he didn't know it made him sick.
"Look at you, it's impossible to play the piano with these hands now, but I know that you have never lost the pursuit of music and art in your heart. These things accumulate in your chest and will make you uncomfortable. Can you borrow From my platform and resources, give them a window to burst out."
Xia Changhan was indeed uncomfortable, but it was not suppressed, but blocked by undigested pig's trotters.
She could tell that the so-called business was almost out of ten because she wanted to spend money to buy music scores for the use of his sweetheart.
Now that the cyber storm has not dissipated, Qu Qinghe is not stupid. At this moment, it is not suitable to repeat the old tricks and come out to grab it.
Xia Changhan snorted and spoke sharply.
"Qu Qinghe, when did you become a clown? You're a clown with Su Yu, you're a playwright! Let me tell you, there's no way to get the score. You kicked out like trash."
She didn't want to wait for Qu Qinghe to finish talking in a long-winded manner.
"I ate too much at noon, and now I feel like throwing up. If you are not afraid of being sprayed all over, you can still stand where you are."
Xia Changhan made a motion to vomit while talking.
Surprised, Qu Qinghe stood up and took a step back.
He probably twisted his tendons when he fell down just now, Qu Qing and Biao only felt pain in the root of his thigh.
Xia Changhan looked at his turbulent appearance, and added fuel to make up for it.
"What, you're flustered, have a guilty conscience, or a certain part of your body is weak? Er Shao, the Internet is raging now, so please don't mess with me. Although I don't have a very good reputation, I just open a post to accompany you guys." Just play around, if you can stir things up and stir up some troubles, if you don't care about that Su, you can do whatever you want today."
Qu Qing and his brows were tightly furrowed, and the gloom was written on his face.
Xia Changhan changed, became fearless, and made people have to be on guard secretly.
It seems that the timing is really wrong, and we have to find another way.
He pointed at Xia Changhan, and said in a cold voice, "Okay, you're ruthless, just wait and see."
Xia Changhan walked past his threatening gaze without fear, walked over and opened the door wide.
"roll!"
Qu Qinghe walked out the door resentfully, but there was a soft voice in his ear.
"Second Young Master Qu, be careful when you play on weekdays. Deficiency diseases are easy to mend, but dark diseases are hard to cure."
This is clearly mocking him for his inability to do so, which is a great shame for a man.
Qu Qinghe was so angry that he was about to go mad again, the door had already been slammed shut by Xia Changhan.
The people in the room just wanted to let out a sigh of relief, but found that the pig's trotters that came up from the rumination had not returned to the stomach, and they really couldn't help it.
Xia Changhan hurried to the bathroom and vomited in the dark.
Um, is the trotter too greasy
The system, which has been silent all the time, thoughtfully played a short popular science video on how to take medicine for indigestion.
"Shut off!"
Xia Changhan lay down on the bed irritatedly, his stomach felt better now.
Hmph, she is so slender, she must not be eating pig's trotters, she must be disgusted by the scumbag, and it has nothing to do with her eating too much.