If there were bullet screens on people's heads, the world in front of Xiang Yu's eyes must be very exciting.
Colleagues around must have bullet screens on everyone's head.
For example, the barrage on the head of the male staff member closest to them must be: [The expected picture finally appeared.]
And the person next to him who was lying in his cubicle to pick up things must have [Ah, did I miss some gossip again? Why do you all have different expressions on your faces?]
Another example is the girl who ran from the back to the front and pretended to ask something. The bullet screen of [Such a classic picture, I must not miss it] above her head was so obvious that even Xiang Yu could have seen it.
Another example is the two women who came out of the tea room immediately, and one of them had [Ah, that's right, Mr. Qu's eyes are definitely in love].
On the other head is [The company's largest triangle is in the same frame, let me analyze who has a better chance of winning.]
Xiang Yu scratched his hair, and the bullet screen on his head was probably [What is the relationship between these two?]
But there was no barrage on Tang Shi's head, he didn't even stop, and went straight to the elevator, Xiang Yu wondered if he didn't hear Qu Zikun's voice.
As soon as Tang Shiying walked away, Xiang Yu felt that the bullet screens on the heads of the colleagues around him were replaced by [Ms. Qu is miserable.]
Xiang Yu didn't know what to do, but Qu Zikun said later, "Let's eat together, I happen to be hungry too."
Then he skipped Xiang Yu and walked towards Tang shi.
The bullet screens on the heads of the colleagues around were uniformly replaced with [Ms. Qu loves so humble.]
Xiang Yu couldn't stay here any longer, so he hurriedly followed.
Obviously it was three people who provided gossip for everyone, but why was he the only one involved
Looking at the other two calm-looking people in the elevator, Xiang Yu was very depressed.
When he was depressed, Tang Shiying suddenly said, "I'm not interested in having dinner with you."
A question mark appeared on Xiang Yu's head.
Are you talking to him
"What? So caring? You still take my face into consideration?" Qu Zikun sneered aside.
Tang Shiying didn't speak, but stood aside with an ugly expression that he had never seen before.
Xiang Yu was caught in the middle at a loss. It didn't matter whether he ate the meal or not. It didn't matter what the relationship between Tang Shiying and Qu Zikun was. He wanted to save his own life first.
"That... I still have training later." Xiang Yu stepped back slightly uneasy, "I'll go to the company cafeteria to eat."
"Well, I just haven't eaten in the company's cafeteria for a long time." Tang Shiying looked sideways at Xiang Yu, thinking that you must accompany me to eat today's meal.
Xiang Yu smiled dryly, "The food in the cafeteria is not good."
"Then I'll have to take a look."
Say something to Xiang Yu, and Tang Shiying follows him, blocking him tightly.
"Since it's a cafeteria, can anyone go there?" Qu Zikun also had a stubborn temper, and it seemed that he was determined to eat today's meal.
Xiang Yu really wanted to say, since you are all so interested in the company cafeteria, why don't you two eat together, and I'll go back to the practice room to continue training.
Obviously, the two people in front of them are deadlocked, one is that this meal must be eaten, and the other is that this meal must be eaten with them.
It turned out that the three people who went out to eat entered the company cafeteria one after the other, and sat at the same table for the colleagues who came and went to visit together.
In fact, the food in the company canteen is quite delicious, and there is also an authentic French restaurant in the canteen, which is only open to internal employees of the company.
Because of its good taste, it is also famous in the entertainment industry.
Among the reasons why artists signed contracts with Tang in the past was that the French restaurant in the company was very delicious.
Xiang Yu originally wanted to eat in the big cafeteria, but with these two great gods by his side, he obediently walked into a relatively private French restaurant.
After all, the landscape in the dining hall is not as compelling as the landscape in the French restaurant.
He was not at all curious about the relationship between Tang Shiying and Qu Zikun now, he felt that it was his first choice to get out of this vortex as soon as possible.
With Tang Shiying's beauty, he will try to only look at it from a distance in the future.
After Tang Shiying and Xiang Yu took their seats, Qu Zikun very naturally pulled the chair beside Xiang Yu and sat down.
Although Tang Shiying didn't say anything, it could be seen that he was not that happy about Qu Zikun's existence.
People live endlessly, sighing to Yu.
When the waiter in the restaurant came to order, Xiang Yu was distracted.
Hearing the waiter say hello in French, he habitually reported the name of his favorite French dish.
When I came back to my senses, I realized that the staff in the restaurant were not French and could not understand French at all.
He hurriedly said it again in Chinese.
Qu Zikun next to him looked at him suspiciously, "Do you know French?"
"Yeah." Xiang Yu didn't deny it. Strictly speaking, his French is better than his Chinese.
Because Chinese is too difficult, hard to understand and difficult to write, Xie Chi calls his current handwriting like a dog crawling, saying that he has a very expensive face, and his handwriting is worse than that of elementary school students. , It's really a waste of value, let him write less outside in the future.
Qu Zikun was a little curious, and asked again, "Why do you know French?"
Xiang Yu replied very seriously: "I learned."
Tang Shiying couldn't help laughing from the sidelines. Although it was okay for Xiang Yu to speak out in a serious manner, it felt like his breath was really stuck in his chest to others.
But he is really a little curious about Xiang Yu, he knows that Xiang Yu's English is very good, and now he can speak French and a little bit of Italian.
There will be a lot of musical instruments, among which the piano is very good, and the guitar level is also very high.
He always seems to let him find something different in him from time to time.
Compared with Tang Shiying's curiosity, Qu Zikun felt bored and didn't ask any more questions.
The dishes also came up one after another.
The three of them ate here in a very weird atmosphere, Tang Shiying didn't speak, and Qu Zikun didn't speak, so Xiang Yu could only liven up the atmosphere.
He really couldn't find a common topic among the three of them, and as soon as he turned his head, he asked a question that hadn't even crossed his mind.
"Teacher Qu, are you and Tang always college classmates?"
As soon as he sent out this topic, Qu Zikun's eyes lit up, as if he had found Hua.
Tang Shiying frowned slightly.
Qu Zikun glanced at Tang Shiying, "Yes, we are university alumni, we share the same major and the same dormitory."
"So Mr. Tang is also from the music department?" Xiang Yu looked at Tang Shiying sharply. He thought that Tang Shiying, like his four brothers, had a background in finance.
"Yes." Qu Zikun's eyes were always on Tang Shiying, "Mr. Tang is a talent in our music department, and he plays the piano well."
Xiang Yu suddenly remembered the four-handed playing that night. He had seen Tang Shiying play the piano, and he could tell at that time that Tang Shiying's skills should be very strong.
Xiang Yu looked at Tang Shiying, he was still eating calmly, as if the person Qu Zikun was talking about had the same name and surname as him.
"Not only the piano, he knows almost all musical instruments." Qu Zikun said here with a tone of deep regret, "It's a pity...he doesn't play any musical instruments anymore."
"Who said I wouldn't touch it?" Tang Shiying looked at Qu Zikun coldly from the opposite side, and then called Xiang Yu's name.
Xiang Yu, who was suddenly named, nodded hurriedly, "Yeah, I've seen Mr. Tang play the piano. Although his technique is a bit rusty, it can be seen that he has a deep foundation, but it is estimated that he has not played the piano for a long time, and he made several mistakes. sound."
Tang Shiying was about to be laughed at by Xiang Yu angrily, and kicked Xiang Yu under the table angrily, he was the only one who talked too much.
After hearing Xiang Yu's words, Qu Zikun's face turned pale instantly, and his hands holding the tableware were trembling slightly.
"You... when did you start playing the piano again?"
Tang Shiying didn't want to talk to him, so he lowered his head and continued eating.
"Didn't you say that you will never play the piano again?"
"Didn't you say that you will never touch anything related to music in your life?"
"You said it yourself, you said that what you regret most in your life is learning music."
Qu Zikun's series of questions made the atmosphere at the dinner table gloomy again.
Xiang Yu hastily lowered his head to follow the meal. If he wanted to close his ears, it would be best if he could shrink his sense of existence.
Qu Zikun stared at Tang Shiying intently, his face already very, very ugly.
"It's just playing the piano, what does it represent? I can play whenever I want."
Tang Shiying probably couldn't bear it anymore because of Qu Zikun's torment, and directly threw the knife and fork in his hand on the table, his tone was flat as if the things Qu Zikun was entangled with were not worth mentioning to him.
"Xiang Yu."
Named again.
Xiang Yu looked at Tang Shiying helplessly.
"Walk."
Xiang Yu thought he was leaving the restaurant, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly said sorry to Qu Zikun and got up.
As a result, after getting up, Tang Shiying did not leave the restaurant, but went directly to the piano in the restaurant.
Xiang Yu: What is this for
"I'll play, you sing." Tang Shiying unbuttoned his clothes and stretched his wrists.
Xiang Yu stood beside him with a puzzled expression on his face, "Why?"
"Because you talk too much."
Xiang Yu: Are you sure you didn't want to die yourself, and then dragged me into the water
As soon as Tang Shiying sat in front of the piano, Xiang Yu felt a barrage of bullets popping up on everyone in the restaurant.
As soon as Tang Shiying's music came out, Xiang Yu was no longer in the mood to watch the barrage over the heads of the onlookers in the restaurant.
Tang Shi greeted this psycho, he played "Hallelujah" in the restaurant.
The music is fine, but singing this in front of so many people is a bit...
But Tang Shiying dared to play, and there was nothing he dared not sing.
When Xiang Yu sang the first line, she saw the girl next to her spit out a mouthful of water.
Xiang Yu glared at Tang Shiying, only to find that Tang Shiying was smiling at him.
Xiang Yu ignored him, since he started to sing, he sang seriously and sang with full of spirit.
After Xiang Yu sang once, Tang Shiying stopped suddenly.
After a pause for a few seconds, his music suddenly changed. The rhythm of the originally cheerful song slowed down, and the style changed accordingly.
From the hymn to the jazz version, it sounds surprisingly good.
Xiang Yu likes this kind of challenge. When playing music with friends in the past, everyone often changed styles to sing a song that already had their own style.
So as soon as Tang Shiying's music changed, the music cells in his body began to come alive.
Xiang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who was concentrating on playing the piano beside him.
Mr. Tang, there is something.
As soon as Xiang Yu opened his mouth, the atmosphere changed.
A smile slowly appeared on Tang Shiying's face. He has grown a lot recently, Xiao Xiangyu.
The people who were still holding back their laughter while eating all raised their heads, some moved with the rhythm, and some came out with their mobile phones to take pictures.
The atmosphere seems to be very different.
Xiang Yu was a little shy at first, but now he let go, and swayed to the rhythm while singing.
He found that Tang Shiying and himself seemed to be in perfect harmony from a musical point of view.
The author has something to say:
Mr. Tang: The place where I get in touch with you is not only about music.
This chapter... super card I wrote.
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I continued to masturbate. I originally wanted to do it on Saturday, but failed. woo woo
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