The relationship between Xu Yu and Su Yuanjiu can be described as high-key and a little low-key, and the low-key is actually a bit high-key.
Think about it, it seems like they announced everything, but think about it again, they didn't really do anything.
In the past few months, because of the news between them, the fans of Wishing for a Long Time have celebrated New Year and New Year, and New Year and New Year, and they are living their lives to the fullest every day.
It's so good.
After the music festival, Xu Yu's studio has another major event besides the daily work, which is Xu Yu's concert.
"I'm going to hold a concert, Su Yuanjiu." After confirming the plan, Xu Yu was the first to call Su Yuanjiu after the meeting.
Su Yuanjiu was also happy together: "Congratulations, has the time been confirmed?"
Xu Yu said: "In October, the plan is to build a city gymnasium, and the specifics have not yet been finalized."
Su Yuanjiu: "I'll prepare."
Xu Yu asked, "What are you preparing for?"
Su Yuanjiu: "Buy some things and support the little singer."
Xu Yu laughed.
Su Yuanjiu's kind of joke Xu Yu is very used to now, he leaned on the chair and patted his thigh: "I don't know if my brother will be free then, Zheng Xue will definitely come," Xu Yu smiled : "Let me tell you secretly, Zheng Xue once liked my brother."
Su Yuanjiu: "Does your brother know?"
Xu Yu: "He definitely doesn't know. It happened when I was a child, maybe in junior high school. During that time, Zheng Xue often came to our house. At that time, I thought he liked me so much. Later, I realized that I was thinking too much."
Su Yuanjiu: "Do you still like it now?"
"You don't like it," Xu Yu sighed, "Now that I think about it, I'm a tool man."
Xu Yu stopped talking about this, and returned to the topic just now: "One Zheng Xue, one my brother, one you, who else?"
Su Yuanjiu said, "Your teacher Fan Qi."
"Teacher Fan?" Xu Yu said helplessly, "I don't know Teacher Fan that well."
Su Yuan was indifferent for a long time: "Really?"
Xu Yu knocked on the table subconsciously: "What's the matter with you?"
It’s okay if you don’t mention it, but after mentioning it, Su Yuanjiu had no choice but to say, “I haven’t received a single word of it after so long.”
Xu Yu pursed his lips and smiled, so he thought about today's itinerary.
Xu Yu asked, "Are you free tonight?"
Su Yuanjiu said: "If you want me to be free, I will be free."
Xu Yu: "Well, see you at Xiaoshulin, No. 2 Middle School at eight o'clock in the evening."
Su Yuanjiu smiled: "What's the matter? It's so mysterious."
Xu Yu: "I won't tell you."
After hanging up the phone, the two were busy with their own affairs, as if they wanted to maintain the mystery of the night. The two of them had a tacit understanding without any contact between them.
At seven o'clock, Xu Yu finished the work at hand, went back to his home and took the guitar with XYY engraved on it, which was given to him by his brother, and went to No. 2 Middle School.
No. 2 Middle School is on summer vacation, there are no students, and the door is half open.
Because it became popular recently, Xu Yu became a celebrity in the No. 2 Middle School, so he deliberately disguised himself when he entered the door, and registered Zheng Xue's name at the guard.
But after finishing writing, he saw that Zheng Xue's name turned out to be .
"Chen Jinping?" Xu Yu asked the guard through a mask, "When did he come?"
There was registration time behind the form, the guard bowed his head, and so did Xu Yu.
Doorman: "Five minutes ago, I just went in."
Xu Yu looked up at the clock, it was only half past seven.
Xu Yu was not sure that Chen Jinping on the form was Su Yuanjiu, so he carefully walked towards the playground with his guitar on his back.
When the field of view widened, Xu Yuneng was sure.
That man sitting on the steps of the rostrum wearing Chen Jinping skin was none other than Su Yuanjiu.
Xu Yu strode over and coughed loudly: "Student Chen, you're here so early."
Su Yuanjiu smiled, handed over the mineral water on hand, and glanced at the guitar behind Xu Yu.
But Su Yuanjiu didn't look surprised. Xu Yu was a little disappointed. He sat down beside Su Yuanjiu and unscrewed the bottle cap: "Did you guess that I would bring a guitar?"
Su Yuanjiu looked into Xu Yu's eyes: "Did I guess that you were happier or not?"
Xu Yu didn't cooperate: "You guess."
Su Yuanjiu said too much acting: "I didn't guess it, I don't know at all." Then he showed unnecessary surprise in his eyes: "Come to sing for me?"
Xu Yu smirked: "That's right, Mr. Su."
The two looked at each other and laughed together.
"The song list for the concert is preliminarily determined today," Xu Yu said while opening the box and taking out the guitar: "Guess what I will sing for you today?"
Su Yuanjiu guessed: "Snails and orioles?"
Xu Yu nodded: "Yes."
Su Yuanjiu guessed again: "A song written for me?"
Xu Yu nodded: "Yes."
Su Yuanjiu: "A song for wishing for a long time?"
Xu Yu: "Yes."
Su Yuanjiu was really surprised: "How much are you going to sing for me?"
Xu Yu smiled: "There are all of them."
Su Yuan paused for a long time, then laughed: "Really?"
Xu Yu plucked the strings: "Yes, before the concert in October," Xu Yu smiled at Su Yuanjiu, and plucked the strings again: "First, open a small one for Mr. Su."
Su Yuanjiu looked into Xu Yu's eyes, and after a long time, he lowered his head and laughed.
Su Yuanjiu: "Is there a camera here?"
Xu Yu was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Su Yuanjiu: "I want to kiss you."
Xu Yu smiled happily: "Go back and kiss, go back and kiss," he tilted his head and asked Su Yuanjiu, "Let's order a song."
For Xu Yu in the past, he was the happiest when he was singing. In his singing, he didn't have to be stressed or think too much.
For Xu Yu now, singing is as important as Su Yuanjiu.
Now he had everything and was afraid of nothing.
The song he made for Su Yuanjiu said he wrote it quickly, but in fact it was very fast, and the melody came out very quickly. He felt that Su Yuanjiu was the way he hummed it, gentle and gentle.
But if you say that the writing is slow, it is really slow. He is always revising, always feeling that something is missing, and the words are not written completely.
The third song, Su Yuanjiu clicked this one.
Xu Yu stuck out his tongue and smiled at Su Yuanjiu: "This song doesn't have a name yet."
Su Yuanjiu: "You sing first."
Xu Yu stuck out his tongue again, bowed his head and played and sang.
Singing and singing, it was only halfway through, and then suddenly stopped.
Su Yuanjiu was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Xu Yu chuckled: "I haven't written the following words yet."
Su Yuanjiu tilted his head and stared at Xu Yu, Xu Yu fell into Su Yuanjiu's arms with an oops: "No, it's so difficult to write." He looked up at Su Yuanjiu: "How about you write the lyrics?"
Su Yuanjiu: "This is the song you wrote for me."
Xu Yu acted like a baby: "Isn't it nice?"
Su Yuanjiu: "It sounds good."
Xu Yu continued to act coquettishly: "Brother, I've thought about it for a long time, and no matter how I write it, it's wrong." He elbowed Su Yuanjiu: "Brother is the best."
Su Yuan didn't speak for a long time.
Xu Yu looked left and right with his eyes, and leaned closer, and whispered, "My husband is the best."
Su Yuanjiu finally said, "I'll think about it."
Xu Yu immediately sat up straight, very happy: "Go back and kiss."
Su Yuan pinched Xu Yu's chin for a long time.
Su Yuanjiu didn't want Xu Yu to be too tired, so he finally ordered the song "Snail and Oriole" and asked Xu Yu to end the small concert.
Of course, he may have other thoughts.
After Xu Yu finished his last sentence, he smiled at Su Yuanjiu.
Xu Yu: "Congratulations, big brother, for eating the grapes you want."
As a fulfillment of the original meeting, after the little angel Xu Yu finished speaking, Su Yuanjiu gave him a very friendly hug.
"My first concert has come to a successful conclusion," Xu Yu stood up and said while packing his guitar, "Thank you to the only audience today, Mr. Su Yuanjiu, for your support."
Su Yuanjiu held the venue and applauded.
Xu Yu closed the box, Su Yuanjiu took it from him and carried it on his back.
Su Yuanjiu: "Are you tired?"
Xu Yu shook his head: "Not tired."
Su Yuanjiu: "This is the first time I've seen you sing so many songs in one breath, does your throat hurt?"
Xu Yu smiled: "It's not the first time I've sung so many songs in one go, it's fine."
I experienced the feeling of a concert in advance. Although it is very different from the real concert, Xu Yu is very satisfied and happy at the moment.
Su Yuanjiu's car was parked outside, the two got into the car, Xu Yucai buckled up his seat belt, and suddenly an idea popped up.
"Su Yuanjiu," Xu Yu turned his head and said, "I gave that song a name."
Su Yuanjiu asked: "What?"
Xu Yu smiled: "Since you wrote the second half of the lyrics, then this song should be called "Surname Su"."
Of course Su Yuanjiu can: "Okay."
Xu Yuxiu's love is always so oblique, in front of fans, and in front of Su Yuanjiu.
Sometimes Su Yuanjiu doesn't even know that he has been confessed by a child without deliberately thinking about it.
Su Yuanjiu could already imagine how happy their CP fans would be when this song came out.
He was the first to be happy.
Both of them have been busy recently, so it was rare to have such a long break today, and they also listened to Xu Yu's new song, so Su Yuanjiu couldn't have a good night.
Do it well.
Xu Yu probably missed it too, and became unrestrained.
The three words "kiss back home" were played to the fullest by the two of them, on the table, on the bed, on the carpet, everywhere.
During this process, Su Yuanjiu insisted on letting Xu Yu sing on a whim.
Don't sing anything else, just sing the new song that Su Yuanjiu just received today, the song that he hasn't participated in yet, but the name of the song is already named Su.
Xu Yu was bullied too much, but he had to be obedient and sang intermittently.
Su Yuanjiu said that he was not satisfied, and he asked Xu Yu to sing well, at least one sentence must be complete.
How can this be complete.
How to sing how intermittent.
After finally calming down, and seeing that he could sing a complete sentence, Su Yuanjiu started to play tricks in the second half.
Then.
The child was made to cry by Su Yuanjiu.
Whether it's a grievance or something else, I don't know.
This time the child cried for a long time, no matter how Su Yuanjiu coaxed him, it was useless.
Su Yuanjiu smiled helplessly, poured water for Xu Yu, and handed it to Xu Yu.
"What should I do?" Su Yuanjiu looked down at Xu Yu's eyes.
Xu Yu tilted his head and refused to show Su Yuanjiu.
Xu Yu didn't drink water, so Su Yuanjiu put it aside, sat on the carpet, and just looked at Xu Yu.
After watching for a long time, Xu Yu was finally willing to speak.
Xu Yu: "What are you doing?"
Su Yuanjiu begged for mercy: "Don't be angry anymore."
There were still tears on Xu Yu's eyelashes. When he blinked, the water beads moved up and down.
Su Yuanjiu looked at these teardrops, and suddenly said, "I'll sing for you."
The teardrop blinked again, and two seconds later, the owner of the teardrop suddenly sat up straight.
"Okay." Xu Yu nodded to Su Yuanjiu.
The bedroom happened to be the guitar that Xu Weichi had given him, so Su Yuanjiu went over and took the guitar out to Xu Yu.
"Give me the rhythm, I have a good word."
Xu Yu didn't look aggrieved at all, and suddenly became excited: "Really?"
Su Yuan coaxed the other side for a long time: "Yes."
Xu Yu casually took a piece of clothing and put it on, and began to play.
Su Yuanjiu's singing is indeed very ordinary.
But because of its good sensuality, it is ordinary but has a different kind of pleasant feeling.
At night when the roses are blooming in the early morning, in a room with only the sound of the guitar, Xu Yu played a small concert belonging to him and Su Yuanjiu.
Su Yuanjiu matched the lyrics line by line to his rhythm, and Xu Yu enjoyed the time bit by bit, as well as Su Yuanjiu's gentle eyes and singing voice.
Su Yuanjiu sang the last two lines like this.
I carry him on my back
The person on the shoulder, surnamed Xu
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