The dressing room was crowded, and Rong Yan had to be careful not to knock over something when he stretched.
As soon as he put away his phone, he saw Rong Chun pushed open the door and came in.
There is also a small bag of candy in my hand, which looks like toffee, white balls, each individually packaged and stored in a bag.
Rong Yan narrowed his eyes, a little confused: "You..."
Rong Chun forgot to hide the sugar: "I won't give it to you."
Rong Yan sneered, thinking she was naive: "I want to ask, how did you get back from the 'washroom' with the bag of candy?"
Rong Chun: "… "
She sat down, took back her guitar, and said, "My friend gave it to me. You don't even know it."
Fang Yuan next to him suddenly remembered and slapped himself on the forehead: "I forgot to prepare candy for you."
Rong Chun: "It's okay, it's already there."
She had already had one in her mouth, and the mouth was full of a strong milky taste, not so sweet, just to replenish her strength.
The originally nervous mood gradually resolved with Si Si sweetness.
The waiting process was boring, but the time passed quickly.
Rong Yan looked at his watch, and finally stood up and was about to leave. He didn't forget to say to Rong Chun: "I'm leaving, Brother Hui and I are in the first row. We'll go home together after you finish singing. Don't be nervous, it's not the Spring Festival Gala. I promise you, even if you get into a car accident, I will only laugh at you for one day."
He wanted to pinch his sister's face as usual, and worried that she would smear her makeup on the spot, so he just patted her on the shoulder.
Rong Chun grimaced at him: "I've let you down, I won't have a car accident. Just be jealous of me in the audience!"
Rong Yan couldn't stand her and turned away.
**
Rong Chun's show was arranged after a Peking Opera performance.
She adjusted the ear loops and the microphone, and there was an intermittent murmur in her ears.
Rong Chun was worried that there was a problem with the equipment, so he told Fang Yuan and asked the staff to replace it. Fang Yuan hurriedly found someone to exchange.
The staff of the TV station were miscellaneous, and everyone was like an ant on a hot pan. It was hard to find the person in charge, saying that they wanted to replace Rong Chun with a new one.
But when the director let Rong Chun play, no one came back.
Fang Yuan stomped his feet anxiously: "I can't hear you at all?"
Rong Chun frowned and said, "No, there are noises. I'll make do with it."
On a large stage, the surrounding sound is too noisy, and ordinary singers cannot hear their own voices, so they need ear return assistance.
Without the ear back, it is equivalent to throwing a cane with a lame leg and unable to walk normally. A singer with strong skills may jump over the wall for a few minutes based on experience.
Rong Chun has practiced these two songs many times and has a lot of self-confidence, but he is still a little flustered when encountering unexpected accidents.
But she has no more time for ideological construction, so she can only bite the bullet and come to power.
Walking into the stage, the LED screen behind her made a small animation. The stage was huge, but she first saw Rong Shaohui and Rong Yan sitting at the front, and then Lin Jiashu, who was in the back row.
Hmm... a few people don't seem to be fighting.
However, further away, there are several girls holding her YOYO sign, cheering and swaying.
She gritted her teeth - never wanted to screw up any performance.
Take a deep breath and squeeze the guitar pick.
As soon as she opened her mouth, the sound in her ears was not very clear. It was far and near. She guessed that it might be that the receiver was not tightly connected.
Rong Chun listened to the intermittent accompaniment, but instead of focusing, he simply took off his ears after the end of the first song.
Fortunately, these two songs are played and sung by themselves, and the rhythm of each time is accurate.
It was only seven minutes, but she felt like a century was long, and her palms were sweaty.
After the end of the last sound, the audience's applause exploded in his ears, and Rong Chun's tense nerves finally relaxed.
At the end of the performance, Rong Shaohui and Rong Yan did not intend to continue watching and left the stage halfway through.
Rong Yan is in charge of driving. Rong Shaohui came here as soon as he got off the plane. He was jet lag and sat in the back row with Rong Chun: "Why does it feel like the second song has a key?"
"The Veil" was originally a high and low tone, but Rong Chun's high tone was higher tonight.
"There's something wrong with the ear. Can you hear it?"
Rong Chun took out her mobile phone and searched for her hot searches.
Rong Shaohui: "Fortunately, there is no major problem."
Rong Yan started the car: "Didn't you check in advance?"
Rong Chun leaned back in the chair, feeling that she had survived a disaster, she threw a candy in her mouth, "I checked, but I didn't have time to change it."
Rong Yan was not very happy: "What's the matter with this TV station."
The probability of lax ear contact is not too big or too small, and mistakes will occur in any large-scale party. It's just that it happened to Rong Chun, and it was inevitable to think too much.
Rong Chun leaned forward and pinched Rong Yan's shoulders: "Brother, do you want Wang Po of Tianliang to buy me a TV station next?"
Rong Yan snorted: "I have no money. Go find your future husband. I still have so many employees to support."
"You think you only have employees? I'm working for Xingtu too." Rong Chun kicked the driver's seat, "Let's compare how much your club makes."
Rong Yan glanced at her from the central rearview mirror: "I don't know the same as a primary school chicken."
"That's why I don't earn as much."
"Okay, take out your phone and make a deposit in Bibi's bank."
Just as Rong Chun was about to open a certain bank app, she remembered what Lin Jiashu had called her, plus her own, she would definitely crush Rong Yan easily. What a thief he is, maybe he will find out that he is abnormal, she silently covered her phone: "No, I'm afraid you will steal my money."
Rong Yan was used to her capriciousness, and muttered, "Virtue."
Rong Chun: "You didn't buy a sports car a while ago. I don't need you to give me a car, but today is the festival, will you give me a red envelope?"
Rong Yan: "I'm driving, don't disturb me."
Rong Chun raised his eyes and glanced: "... Now it's a red light."
Rong Yan pointed his finger at the steering wheel: "It turns green now... eh? You look familiar to the car next to you."
Rong Chun pouted: "The way you change the subject is too bad."
However, when she looked to the left, the toffee ball in her mouth almost got stuck in her throat - isn't this Lin Jiashu's car.
She told him that she would go home after the show, but she didn't expect him to go this way.
Lin Jiashu's car window was dark, and the person inside could not be seen.
Rong Chun adjusted his sitting position uncomfortably, and peeked at the other two people in the car - Rong Shaohui on the right was resting with his eyes closed, and Rong Yan said casually, jumping from the red light to the green light, he turned his attention to the front.
Rong Chun patted her chest, and at this moment, she noticed that Lin Jiashu had pressed the window on the back seat halfway down.
The eyes of the two met, he gave her a phone call gesture, and then closed the car window.
Rong Chun sent him a WeChat message: [You are really not afraid of death.]
Lin Jiashu: [You will protect me.]
Rong Chun: [No [smile].]
Lin Jiashu: [If I am injured, it will affect your quality of life.]
Rong Chun: [This is simple, it's a big deal to change someone [white eyes]]
The two cars finally separated at the next intersection. Rong Chun went to their former home, which was a little distance from the seaside park.
After arriving home in dozens of minutes, the chef has already placed the prepared meals on the table.
Rong Chun was also hungry, so he started to eat after washing his hands. After taking a few sips, Rong Yan tapped Rongchun's chopsticks: "Don't play with your phone while eating."
"I'm not playing, I'm replying to WeChat."
After typing the last words, she locked her phone.
Rong Yan said thoughtfully: "Yuyou, are you in love?"
Rong Chun raised his head: "Huh?"
"Just chatting with a man? Don't lie, do you know that you have a little trick when you lie?"
Rong Chun is over. Rong Yan doesn't usually care about her very much, but at critical moments he can always pinch her: "It's my friend who gave me candy, Qiao Qinqin. Ask me about my ears. What's in your mind? It's all about love."
Rong Yan stared at her for a moment: "Lin Jiashu hasn't come to harass you recently."
Rong Chun gnawed on the chicken wings and hesitated: "No." There was a clear relationship between him and her.
"The one named Xue Huan was dumped by you?"
"We've never been together. It's just… I don't like him all of a sudden."
Rong Yan shook his head and sighed: "If you are like this, it will be difficult to get married in the future."
Rong Chun: "Don't worry about it, find yourself a partner first."
"Sooner or later."
Rong Shaohui answered the phone and went back to the dinner table: "Don't talk while eating."
Rong Yan just shut up.
After dinner, Rong Shaohui went upstairs to rest first to avoid jet lag.
Although the family is big, at this time, I am not used to letting servants in. After a few people finished eating, Rong Yan raised his chin: "Last time I put the bowl in the dishwasher, this time it's your turn."
Rong Chun didn't lift his eyes: "That's why you can't find a girlfriend. Don't do some housework, no one will marry you."
"Well, let's guess, whoever loses will do the housework."
She pushed the bowl, ignored him, and went upstairs directly.
**
Rong Chun took a bath and lay on the bed. He hadn't come back for a long time, and he was still a little strange. I am used to being in the arms of another person, and I can't fall asleep for a while.
She didn't think much, and called Lin Jiashu: "Where are you?"
Lin Jiashu: "At home."
Rong Chun thought that he didn't have many family members, and his former relatives didn't seem to be in touch. Mid-autumn festival alone, quite pitiful.
She asked some silly nonsense first, and felt that it was almost the same, and entered the topic: "I have something left at your house. I'll pick it up later, and then come back."
"Forgot something, I'll send it to you."
"Um...my mask. Right under the sink."
There was a rustling on his side, as if he was looking through the bag: "I found it, I'll call you when I arrive."
After finishing the call, Rong Chun felt a little impulsive again. The surrounding of her villa is very empty. What excuse will she find to go out later
She took a peek at her father's bedroom, Rong Shaohui was already asleep, and the bedroom was extremely quiet, so she felt relieved and used her mobile phone to return a number of holiday wishes.
Looking at the online comments, some people saw that she had her ears removed, but no one pointed out the problem with her singing, and they all praised her for her good singing.
Lin Jiashu's Weibo also reposted her cut a few minutes ago.
After more than ten minutes, a message came in from the mobile phone, and it was Lin Jiashu who told her to go downstairs.
She put on a long trench coat. Go downstairs quietly.
Halfway down the steps, she stopped and ran into Rong Yan who was getting dressed in the living room. He seemed to be going out too.
Rong Chun & Rong Yan: "?"
"Are you going out?"
The two said in unison, only at this time it was seen that they were born to the same parents.
Rong Chun went down the last few steps: "I'm going out to buy something."
Rong Yan: "I also go out to buy things. Didn't you just take a shower? Don't go out, I'll bring anything you want to buy."
Rong Chun: "...No, I'm afraid you bought the wrong one."
Rong Yan tilted his head to the door: "Then let's get in the car together."
Rong Chun stepped on the canvas shoes, got into Rong Yan's car, and sent a message to Lin Jiashu, asking him to wait for her at the nearby supermarket.
Soon, Rong Yan parked the car in front of the supermarket.
Rong Chun trotted in a few steps. In front of the storage box, Lin Jiashu saw her and handed her the bag: "Here it is."
Rong Chun took it, not wanting to leave immediately: "Have you eaten yet?"
"No. Not too hungry."
"Oh." Rong Chun saw that there were not many people around, and remembered something, "Wait for me."
He put the mask back into his hand and ran into the supermarket.
She grabbed the mooncake gift box, quickly paid the bill, and stretched out her hand to him: "This is a holiday benefit from the gold master."
Lin Jiashu took the heavy gift box. In fact, there were already many moon cakes from customers at home, but the things that Rong Chun personally bought had different meanings.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her plain face. Just after taking a bath, his eyes were especially beautiful. At this moment, what is the moon in the sky.
"Can I order something practical?"
"?"
Rong Chun raised his eyebrows, and before he could ask, Lin Jiashu leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
"… "
Well, it's quite practical.
People come and go in this corner, but no one notices them.
Lin Jiashu hid the half-wet hair behind her ears, and tugged down the hood of her windbreaker: "When will you be back tomorrow?"
"Afternoon... It could also be morning, see what time I get up."
"Go to bed early."
Not knowing what to talk about after staying any longer, Rong Chun waved to him: "Then I'm leaving."
"See you."
Rong Chun took a few steps and looked back at him, obviously it was only a day apart, but it wasn't that he couldn't see him anymore, was it too hypocritical
He got back into Rong Yan's car. Rong Yan was stunned: "What are you talking about is the mask?"
Rong Chun: "Yes."
Rong Yan shook his head speechlessly, instead of driving immediately, he pointed to a familiar Porsche somewhere: "Damn, why do I think I'm being followed? Look at that car, did we meet in the park."
Rong Chun saw Lin Jiashu's car parked not far away, and sweated: "It's just a Porsche."
"Isn't it going to be a robbery? Did you meet someone suspicious just now?"
"…No. Not to rob you of a bankrupt."
"If you don't want money, you want your life, let's go quickly."
"… "