I don't want to be friends with you.
Gu Yanshu carefully remembered the hatred of the haunted house, with a cold face, he clicked unfollow.
He was almost caught by Shen Jue when he watched the short video just now, it was fine if he slipped his hands and clicked the attention button, but what is wrong with this person, he just went back to the level.
Just his username of "beating you Shen Laogou", isn't it enough to show that he and the other party are not the same at all
As a result, just after unfollowing, the other party sent a "?".
Gu Yanshu replied:
@小沉小顾天生一些: You pay attention to mine first.
@打打你方沉老狗:…
@小沉小许天生一些: And I saw that I was the only one you follow besides Shen Jue, so I just returned to the level, so how can you cancel it
What logic
Do I have to be responsible for you even if I slipped my hand
Gu Yanshu felt that the other party had a more or less strange brain circuit.
But he felt that this person was a fan of himself and Shen Jue after all, so he refrained from blocking, and just closed the private message dialog indifferently.
After returning to the main page, I saw that I was following "1" alone, and felt that it was a bit awkward, so I followed a few "bloggers you may be interested in", and quit Weibo.
Open WeChat. Group chat [family living together]. member list.
His fingertips were hovering near a gray head, under which were written the letters "shen".
He didn't know whether he should click on it or not.
He wanted to ask Shen Jue when he would come back.
But he didn't know what position he had to send such a wechat to Shen Jue.
Gu Yanshu lingered like this for a while, then put down his phone, walked to the window, opened the curtains a little, and looked outside.
The branches and plants are swaying in the dark night, reflecting the street lights, showing their teeth and claws, and there is no one at the end of the field of vision.
Gu Yanshu lowered his eyelashes and lowered the curtains.
There was a knock on the door.
Eyelashes suddenly lifted.
Huang Yinan's voice came, "Can I come in, little book?"
Gu Yanshu's eyelashes drooped again, and he opened the door.
Huang Yinan brought a cup of hot milk: "Let's talk?"
Gu Yanshu took the milk and sat cross-legged on the side of the coffee table.
Huang Yinan sat across from him with his legs crossed, and stretched his waist: "Oh, I've been in front of the camera for the past two days, and I don't have time to talk to you properly."
At this moment, the VJ who followed the camera was off work, the indoor camera was blocked, and the microphone was taken off. After taking a shower, he was refreshed and warm, and he finally relaxed.
"Shen Jue said you are afraid of the dark, let me come up to accompany you."
Gu Yanshu was holding the milk cup, his eyelids were half drooping, and he said flatly, "Don't listen to his nonsense."
Knowing Gu Yanshu's thin skin, Huang Yinan didn't argue with him, but just asked: "You and Shen Jue haven't added back to WeChat yet?"
Gu Yanshu sipped his milk and didn't answer.
Huang Yinan clicked his tongue twice: "You two are not childish. How grown up are you? You still look like elementary school students when you quarrel. You have reconciled obviously. Why don't you let yourself go and apologize?"
"without."
"So you're still angry with Shen Jue?"
"also not."
Gu Yanshu's tone was very light, his skin was thin and white.
Under the light, the eyelids were faintly transparent, half drooping, with the tails of the eyes hooked and raised, appearing indifferent and unfeeling.
But Huang Yinan knew that Gu Yanshu was actually the easiest to soften his heart, but he was too stubborn and had a strong sense of self-protection, so he put on a beautiful ice shell for himself.
And this ice shell can only be melted by a shameless person like Shen Jue who goes his own way.
So Huang Yinan persuaded: "Don't be so angry, it's not easy for him. If he didn't go back with his father at that time, what do you think we would be like now? And didn't he come back to you once to explain to you? .”
Gu Yanshu didn't seem to know it at all, he raised his eyelids and looked at Huang Yinan: "He came back to look for me?"
"Yeah, you don't know?" Huang Yinan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "On the day before we moved out of the dormitory, you locked yourself in the room and didn't come out, didn't eat or drink, we had nothing to do with you, so we called old Shen came back."
He shook his head as if recalling that day, "But Lao Shen was in a miserable state when he came back, as if he was fleeing. Why, didn't you guys meet?"
After Shen Jue came back that day, the remaining three felt that they needed to leave some space for the two of them to talk, so they went out together. When they came back, they saw Gu Yanshu packing up his things with red eyes. .
Who would have thought that they hadn't seen the above
Gu Yanshu's knuckles holding the cup tightened, but his tone was so flat that he didn't seem to care: "Oh, I was too tired that day and fell asleep. I guess I didn't hear him knock on the door."
He was indeed too tired. After Shen Jue left, he was not used to being alone. He didn't fall asleep for several days, but the next day he had to move and go to the hospital to take care of his mother. He really had no choice but to take a pill. Force myself to fall asleep.
He vaguely remembered that he didn't sleep well that day, he kept tossing and turning dreaming about Shen Jue, and seemed to have quarreled with Shen Jue, but he just regarded it as a dream and didn't care.
But it turned out that Shen Jue came back to see him that day, but he didn't open the door for him.
No wonder he said this time, just remember to leave the door for me.
Gu Yanshu's fingers were almost embedded in the milk cup.
Huang Yinan comforted: "It's okay, I don't blame you for this matter. You are a child who came to North Piao, and your life is so lonely, and Shen Jue treats you so well, you depend on him like a big brother, but in the end he said to leave Go, you must be hurt."
Huang Yinan acted as if he understood, but Gu Yanshu couldn't refute it.
The answer was light: "Brother Nan, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore."
Hearing his words, Huang Yinan was finally satisfied, and then waved to him winkingly.
Gu Yanshu leaned over obediently.
Huang Yinan took out a stack of change from his hat and stuffed it into his hand.
He whispered: "I heard from the program team today that you and Shen Jue owed the program team a lot of money for going to the amusement park, and they will probably mistreat you later. So you hide the change, and when you are really hungry, take it secretly Go out and buy something to eat. Don’t worry, it’s not a large amount, and it’s not easy to be discovered. You’ll have to eat your fill first, and then consider whether you want to share some with Old Shen, do you hear me?”
Paper money is rarely used these days. If it wasn't for the recording of the program, they would not have paper money on them, so this stack of change was obviously specially exchanged by Huang Yinan.
Gu Yanshu's heart warmed up: "Thank you Brother Nan."
"Thank you, thank you, look how thin you have become." After speaking, he stood up and patted Gu Yanshu's shoulder, "Okay, I'll fly to Shanghai early tomorrow morning, and you should go to bed early."
When I went out, I remembered something again, and I added, "By the way, Lao Hu is getting married next week, and the invitations have been sent out. You and Lao Shen are going together, do you hear me?"
"Okay." Gu Yanshu smiled slightly at Huang Yinan.
Huang Yinan waved his hand and left.
Gu Yanshu bowed his head and carefully put away the change, finished drinking the milk and washing the cup.
Then when I looked up, I found that in the night, where the lights reached, there were fragments of white crumbs flying.
Snowing.
The car can only be parked at the gate of the community, will Shen Jue bring an umbrella when he comes back
The snow soon became heavier, one by one, covering the sky and covering the sky.
Gu Yanshu wrapped a coat, held an umbrella, and went out.
Snowflakes fell profusely, riding the biting cold wind, withered branches swayed into terrifying ghostly shapes, Gu Yanshu walked very fast with his head buried.
After finally arriving at the gate of the community, at a glance, the outside was empty, with no trace of vehicles coming.
Gu Yanshu lowered his head in disappointment, kicked small stones with his toes, and pursed his lips tightly.
As time passed, Gu Yanshu's knuckles holding the umbrella handle were frozen stiff, and his knees began to ache. Every time there was a car light coming from afar, Gu Yanshu would raise his head expectantly, waiting to see clearly what was inside the car. The person lowered his eyes faintly.
There was a cold wind blowing, and it was very cold. He sneezed a little, and tightened his coat.
The guard asked: "Little handsome guy, are you waiting for someone?"
"without."
"It's snowing so much, maybe I can't come back, why don't you call and ask?"
"Well. Thank you, master."
Also, maybe the snow is too heavy to come back.
Anyway, Shen Jue, a big liar, is not the first time to deceive people.
Gu Yanshu turned around calmly, held an umbrella, and walked back slowly.
Tell yourself that it's not the first time you've been thrown down anyway, you've gotten used to it, and it's no big deal.
Then someone called from behind: "Gu Yanshu."
He turned around.
The black Rolls-Royce parked at the door turned on the headlights to break through the night, Shen Jue walked out of the night against the white light, covered in wind, snow, frost and cold, broke into his field of vision, and walked towards him quickly Come.
Then at that moment, his heart, which had been tense all night, suddenly relaxed, with the luck of finding it again.
It turned out that he wasn't left behind this time.
Gu Yanshu let out a breath of hot air slowly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.
Shen Jue got under his umbrella, took the handle of the umbrella naturally, looked at his reddened nose and eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's so cold, what are you doing out here?"
"It's snowing, come out for a stroll." Gu Yanshu put his hands back into his pockets and answered awkwardly.
Shen Jue chuckled lightly: "Then you are quite upbeat. How about I build a snowman with you?"
Gu Yanshu became angry from embarrassment, turned around and walked forward quickly.
Shen Jue followed behind with an umbrella, worried that it was too dark and he would fall, so he yelled maliciously: "Be careful!"
Gu Yanshu hurriedly jumped back as if startled, just in time to jump into Shen Jue's long-planned embrace.
Shen Jue suppressed a smile: "Why are you so timid? Didn't you just go to a haunted house? Fortunately, I rushed back, otherwise how would you sleep tonight... Hiss—ah—"
Before Shen Jue could finish laughing, Gu Yanshu stomped on his foot, and said coldly, "Shen Jue, you are always boring."
After stepping on it, he put on the big hat of the down jacket, threw down Shen Jue whose foot was about to have a hole in it, and walked forward quickly.
Halfway through, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Shen Jue, have you read Liang Shiqiu's essays?"
Heavy snow fell behind him one after another, the street lamps showed his thin and lonely figure, the brim of the hat covered his brows and eyes, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Shen Jue knew that he was asking seriously.
A moment of pause.
Gu Yanshu lowered his eyes and turned around: "Forget it."
He slowed down his pace, his thin figure looked fragile and deserted in the wind and snow.
Shen Jue didn't know how to answer this question, he just walked a few quick steps, covered him with an umbrella from the wind and snow, then took out something from his bosom and handed it to him.
Round, fat, and steaming in vain.
Just like that, a warm roasted sweet potato was pulled out from the coat worth six figures, and stuffed in front of Gu Yanshu: "I brought it for you."
Gu Yanshu glanced at it: "Not interested."
"Didn't you love to hold this thing and chew it every time it snowed?"
Like a little hamster.
"I made the driver go all the way around to get the last one."
Shen Jue spoke pitifully.
Gu Yanshu answered indifferently: "Who asked you to bring it?"
Ten seconds later.
Shen Jue: "Is it delicious?"
"good."
"Is it sweet?"
"improvise."
"Feed me a bite."
"roll."
"My hands are still swollen, look."
"..."
"Well, it's quite sweet, I'll buy it next time."
"..."
"Gu Yanshu, come here."
"squeeze."
"My right shoulder got wet."
"..."
With a cold face, Gu Yanshu took a spoonful of sweet potatoes and handed it to Shen Jue's mouth, then took a step in Shen Jue's direction.
He felt that Shen Jue might as well not come back, it was really annoying.
But it's good to be annoying.
At least when walking through the wind and snow, no one is alone.
It was quite lively.
When returning to the room, Shen Jue went to take a shower first.
Gu Yanshu felt that his hair was a little wet, as if it had fallen from snow, but he didn't care.
When Shen Jue came out of the shower, he saw Gu Yanshu curled up in a small ball at the corner of the bed.
Thinking of playing in the playground all day today, cooking and washing dishes at night, and waiting until late at night, Shen Jue didn't want to make trouble with him, so he gently wrapped a blanket around his knees, and then turned off the light in bed.
The next morning, she was woken up by Huang Yinan's WeChat.
Tie Nan: Old Shen, I'm leaving. Don't worry, Xiaoshu, I'll persuade you, from now on you'll still be his brother! See you at Lao Hu's wedding next week!
Who the hell wants to be Gu Yanshu's brother.
Stupid straight man.
Shen Jue silently twitched the corners of his lips, and conveniently sent the WeChat account of a music director he knew.
I got up and moved my right hand, and found that it was much better. Although it still hurts when I exert myself, the basic daily activities should be fine.
After changing his clothes, he found that Gu Yanshu was still sleeping peacefully, so he suddenly became ill-intentioned, leaned over, wanted to tease him, then saw an unnatural blush in the corner of Gu Yanshu's eyes, frowned slightly, and tried Gu Yanshu's forehead. temperature.
It's a little hot.
Shen Jue called Gu Yanshu in a low voice.
Gu Yanshu instinctively rubbed his arms into his arms, muttering, "Headache."
A coquettish look that doesn't want to get up.
Shen Jue pulled him out of his arms with a hard heart, and coaxed: "You have a fever, let's get up and go to the hospital."
"I don't want to move." Gu Yanshu softly rubbed into his arms again, with a nasal voice, wrapped in Wu Nong's soft words.
Little coquette.
Just won't get up.
Shen Jue couldn't wake him up no matter how hard he coaxed him, but he didn't dare to delay. Just as he was about to use brute force to pick up Gu Yanshu and carry him to the hospital, Gu Yanshu's cell phone rang.
It is Fangyuan's exclusive ringtone.
So Gu Yanshu seemed to wake up in an instant. He struggled to stand up and reached for the phone, his voice hoarse: "Are you here? Okay, I'll come down right away."
Hanging up the phone, he tilted his head to look at Shen Jue, frowned slightly: "Why are you sitting on my bed?"
Shen Jue: "..."
He suspected that there was a strange switch on Gu Yanshu.
Gu Yanshu pushed him away with one hand, and was about to change clothes and go out, but just as he got up, he staggered.
Shen Jue supported him: "You have a fever."
Gu Yanshu tested the temperature himself, "It's okay."
Good shit.
Shen Jue looked serious: "Go to the hospital now."
Gu Yanshu took out a piece of antipyretic medicine from the medicine box and swallowed it: "Besides, I have to go to the rehearsal first."
Shen Jue looked at him: "Is it urgent?"
"Yeah." Gu Yanshu nodded, "It's urgent."
Saturday night is the official recording of "The Strongest Stage".
The strongest stage is a live competition show. The reason why it emphasizes the stage is that in addition to the singer's live singing ability, it also has requirements for typhoon, stage presentation effect, choreography creativity, etc.
The final scoring and voting are also a comprehensive consideration of various factors.
Today, on Thursday, all the participating guests need to go to the stage in advance to join the dancers and backup dancers.
In order to avoid the leakage of repertoire and ideas among the guests, the time period for each participating guest to step on the spot is arranged in advance and the arrangement is compact.
If Gu Yanshu is delayed here, the next few guest teams and group performance preparations will be delayed.
Gu Yanshu would not allow such a thing to happen.
He changed his clothes and said coldly: "It's just a low fever, I'm used to it."
The reason why artists are high-income industries is because they have to bear the corresponding hard work and effort.
Shen was determined to love Gu Yanshu, but he respected Gu Yanshu because he knew Gu Yanshu well, so he didn't stop him, but said in a low voice, "Then I'll go with you."
Gu Yanshu frowned slightly.
"Otherwise, I don't worry."
Gu Yanshu's head was very dizzy, his whole body was sore and limp, and he didn't bother to argue with Shen.
When the two came out of the community together and got into the car together, Fang Yuan froze.
Gu Yanshu shrank lazily into the seat, closed his eyes, and didn't speak.
Facing Fang Yuan's frightened eyes, Shen Jue explained indifferently: "Gu Yanshu has a fever. After the rehearsal, go directly to the hospital. The registration has already been made."
"… oh."
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"… Gone."
"Then drive."
"… OK."
At that moment, for some reason, Fang Yuan had a feeling that after seeing the proprietress, she had been arranged clearly.
When it came to the confidentiality of the program, Shen decided not to embarrass Gu Yanshu, so when he arrived at the Guokong TV building, he didn't follow. He just asked Fangyuan a few words, and then waited for Gu Yanshu in the car.
As soon as Fang Yuan brought Gu Yanshu into the building, he saw Ding Yun and Chen Ran sitting on the sofa in the lobby, laughing and talking with the director in charge.
When he saw Gu Yanshu, a trace of unease and embarrassment flashed across Chen Ran's face, and he lowered his head.
I also know that I have a guilty conscience, and it seems that I have to show my face.
In contrast, Ding Yun is obviously a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
Seeing Gu Yanshu, he smiled naturally and sharply: "Hey, Xiaoshu came so early? Why doesn't he look so good? Are you sick?"
Fang Yuan felt that Ding Yun was not fit to talk to Gu Yanshu, so he smiled politely: "No, my Xiaoshu has a body that doesn't eat fat and doesn't get tanned. So sometimes it's not good for people with too fair skin and too thin, it's just that they look good on camera."
Chen Ran, who was born with an easy-to-fat physique, ate grass and became swollen from time to time, suddenly had a bad face.
Gu Yanshu, on the other hand, was indifferent throughout the whole process, without showing any expression, and walked straight through the hall and entered the studio.
The director in charge greeted him quickly: "Mr. Gu is here? Hey, are you sick?"
"It's okay." Gu Yanshu replied gently and distantly, "I have a low fever."
Probably because of the snow and the cold wind last night, I caught a cold. In addition to the low-grade fever, my throat is also a little hoarse.
The director in charge said with concern: "Are you okay? How about passing today's rehearsal casually."
"It's okay, the rehearsal is still a normal rehearsal, and if there are any problems, solve them in time." Gu Yanshu's attitude was calm and firm.
In order to ensure the effect of every performance, even during rehearsals, one must maintain the best state, and then let this state become a kind of inertia, which is the habit that Gu Yanshu has insisted on for so many years.
The director in charge had heard about it somewhat, and after saying a few polite words, he began to talk about the flow and positioning of the stage.
Gu Yanshu remembered it very quickly, and was very satisfied with the stage design and group performance this time.
The track "Imprison" he sang this time is the second song in his digital mini album to be released at the end of the year.
There are three songs in this mini album.
"Fall (falling)", "Imprison (imprisonment)" and "Destroy (destruction)", is a trilogy that he is solely responsible for producing.
The reason why he chose "Imprison" and adapted it into a version that is more suitable for live, is to play the song in advance, and the second is because this song has the greatest contrast with his usual style of music.
Many idol songs from boy groups or girl groups are passionate, positive, or sweet and warm love songs.
Regarding these songs, Gu Yanshu maintained a positive view and sang many such songs.
But if you really want to transform into a creative singer, it is inevitable to get rid of the boy group idol style that only fans will pay for.
Therefore, Gu Yanshu wants to try more avant-garde music elements, and a more varied composition style that can be in line with international standards. It may be niche, and the acceptance may not be high enough, but what he needs more is to see if he can get people in the industry in the professional field. what kind of evaluation.
After all, if an idol has heard too many fans' one-sided praise and flattery, it is easy to lose his judgment on his true level.
And he debuted seven years ago, and now, he doesn't just want to be a qualified idol in the comfort zone.
He wants to have enough ability and enough qualifications to be who he wants to be and what he wants to do.
Gu Yanshu stood on the stage.
Even wearing the simplest ordinary clothes, even without makeup, even with a sick appearance. But the moment he stood on the stage under the lights, his aura suddenly opened up, and all the gorgeously dressed backup dancers were suppressed.
Every movement, every movement, every expression that interacts with the camera, and every musical note is just right.
Fang Yuan and the choreographer, as amateurs in music, felt that they were too perfect, but Gu Yanshu still just said two words: "Come again."
And each time was indeed better than the previous one, although they didn't see what had changed, but they just felt better.
This sober introspection ability is astonishing.
The director in charge suddenly felt that the former producer was really out of his mind and would agree to let Chen Ran replace Gu Yanshu. Is this a level
How is this different from exchanging synthetic crystals for diamonds
And when the iron cage carefully built by the program team locked Gu Yanshu up countless times, Gu Yanshu finally got off the stage panting slightly, and asked, "Any questions?"
The directors and Fang Yuan shook their heads like rattles and gave a thumbs up: "Absolutely."
The choreography of the group dancers, the concept of the throne and the iron cage on the choreography, all fit well with Gu Yanshu's song, and Gu Yanshu is completely able to control it, and there will be no situation where the guest takes the lead.
Perfect.
Hearing the evaluation and looking back at the monitor again, Gu Yanshu finally relaxed slightly.
Singing and dancing, for an hour, there is already a thin sweat on the forehead.
After losing the cover of the stage lights, Fang Yuan realized that Gu Yanshu's face had become terribly pale, and his lips had lost all color.
Immediately remembering Shen Jue's instructions, he twisted a bottle of glucose and handed it to Gu Yanshu, then quickly wiped off his sweat, put a baby warmer on his vest, wrapped himself up tightly, and then led him out of the studio.
When I went out, I happened to pass by Chen Ran.
It turned out that the next rehearsal was Chen Ran.
But didn't it say that the rehearsal between the good guests was kept secret from each other? Doesn't it matter that Chen Ranlai is waiting outside so early for the director team
Fang Yuan was a bit worried.
Sitting in the car, Shen Jue looked at Gu Yanshu's face and frowned: "Why is it more serious than before?"
Gu Yanshu said lightly: "It's okay."
What a fart, my voice is almost hoarse from a small milk voice to an old smokey voice.
Shen Jue glanced at Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan's legs softened, and he explained everything: "I rehearsed seven times, and sang three high-pitched notes seven times."
It means that what I have explained before is all in vain.
Shen Jue looked at Gu Yanshu and raised his eyebrows slightly, intending to ask for an explanation.
traitor.
Gu Yanshu shrank back into his seat, not wanting to talk about Fangyuan.
By the way, he lowered his eyelids, even Shen Jue didn't want to pay attention.
He was originally pale and thinner than ordinary people, but now that he is sick, his whiteness is even worse, and the somewhat strong indifference on his body has dissipated a lot, and he looks like a beautiful little piece of paper.
You can't hit, you can't scold, you can only coax when you feel distressed and angry.
"Are you satisfied with the dance beauty in the program group?"
Shen Jue wanted to say that if he was not satisfied, he could pay for a better one, since they were not short of money anyway.
Gu Yanshu just nodded: "Very good."
Just as he finished speaking, Fangyuan's cell phone rang.
Pick up: "Hello, Director Chen?"
After a long silence, Fang Yuan hung up the phone and turned around with a serious expression: "Xiao Shu, Director Chen said that the workers made a mistake when dismantling the stage, all our props were destroyed, and two backup dancers were slightly injured."