Inside the royal blue velvet gift box, it was neatly divided into several small spaces. The first thing Ji Youyan saw at first glance was its main body—a snow-white paint microphone.
The microphone is brand new as if it will glow, and the workmanship visible to the naked eye is extraordinary. The design of the appearance is full of sense. There is a line of English characters printed on the metal cover of the sound head. I don't know if it is an illusion. Ji Youyan feels that the design of the switch is like a vague "word". In the "mouth" of the word "Yan", there is also a shining diamond.
"So beautiful..." Lin Yue exclaimed.
Ji Youyan stared sideways at Jingxiu, and wanted to talk.
Jingxiu said unhappily, "Aren't you going to sing?"
"A custom-made microphone based on your voice."
Ji Youyan's heart suddenly overflowed with boundless sweetness and emotion, which spread to the nasal cavity and turned into sourness.
An exclusive microphone, this is probably the dream that every singer has had, and it is also a luxury that Ji Youyan never dared to think about.
In the first year of her debut, she took over many small business performances and moved around on one simple stage after another. She didn't complain, she treated every stage equally and did her best. But the organizers always live up to her intentions. The rough equipment and the poor quality of the microphone often made her embarrassed and aggrieved. More than once, when the microphone fails, she has the idea of having a microphone that is only her own and will not fail.
But the cost of the exclusive microphone makes Ji Yuyan prohibitive. When she wanted, life was stretched; when she could afford it, she no longer belonged on the stage.
"Yes, I'm going to sing." Ji Youyan said in a nasal voice, distressed, "But Axiu, when did you prepare?"
She told Jingxiu the other day that she was going to sing. No matter how powerful Jingxiu was, it was impossible for her to customize a microphone in such a short period of time.
"A few years ago." Jingxiu said softly. While talking, she glanced at Lin Yue and Yao Xiao, who were still at the side.
Yao Xiao didn't dare to read the gossip anymore, so he pulled Lin Yue and said with interest, "Yueyue, let's order a meal." The two trotted into the restaurant.
"How many years ago?" Ji Youyan ignored them and asked Jingxiu to get to the bottom of it.
Jingxiu let go a little.
She smiled lightly, looked directly at Ji Youyan and said, "The year you decided not to sing. The Christmas present I didn't give."
Christmas in December, October, Ji Youyan told her that she was going to film and television - at that time, the production of this microphone had just started.
That year, they went to a mentor's concert in "Idol Creation Project" in July, and they also went to a few other contestants at the time, so it was rare for Ji Youyan to sit side by side with her.
Jingxiu actually wasn't very interested in the teacher's singing on stage, her mind drifted to Ji Youyan next to her from time to time.
Several times, she found that Ji Youyan's gaze on the stage was not right. A thoughtful look.
She caught a moment and asked Ji Yuyan: "What are you thinking? I just saw you look dazed."
Ji Youyan came back to her senses, smiled and said, "I'm looking at Mr. Zhao's microphone." After a pause, she explained, "I heard that Mr. Zhao's microphone was specially made for him, and I was thinking about it. Is his voice different from when he taught us before?"
Her tone was simple and ordinary, but the yearning in her eyes that she deliberately wanted to suppress was still sensitively captured by Jingxiu.
Jingxiu wrote it down calmly. After returning, she began to prepare seriously. Contact the professionals, choose the manufacturer, design the look, choose the material… all of which she does after her busy work.
She thought that singing was Ji Youyan's lifelong career, and the microphone was Ji Youyan's closest partner. She wants to personally choose the most suitable partner for Ji Youyan, and give her the strongest support and longest company.
She was looking forward to being able to give Ji Yuyan a surprise.
However, before that time, Ji Youyan said to her, "I won't sing in the future."
Jingxiu was shocked, puzzled, and regretful. She tried to explain and encourage her, but in the end, she chose to respect and support all her decisions.
She didn't want to put any pressure on Ji Youyan, and was afraid that this microphone would bring any misunderstanding to Ji Youyan. As a result, this microphone is useless.
Jingxiu insisted on finishing it, and then sealed it up, just like her master sealed up her dream.
Ji Youyan saw through the regret and sadness in Jingxiu's eyes, and his heart seemed to be pierced by something.
For the first time, she soberly realized that when she gave up her dream, she was not the only one who was sad.
Jingxiu, is it true that she has been in pain with her all the time, and, looking at herself more painfully than her, the more she goes, the more she goes, but there is nothing she can do...
"The bottom of the box has been pressed for several years, and it's too late to repair it. Can you see if it works?" Jingxiu changed the subject. She sighed in her heart, and she became more and more soft-hearted, and it became more and more difficult to see Ji Youyan uncomfortable.
Ji Youyan said abruptly, "It's definitely possible."
This microphone, just by looking at the famous German manufacturer's name in the circle at the bottom of the metal cover, knows how valuable it is. This manufacturer has a reputation for quality control of finished microphones, not to mention such carefully crafted custom microphones.
Ji Youyan felt heavy in his hands. She wanted to say that this gift was too precious. However, no matter how precious it is, it is nothing but Jingxiu's heart.
She opened her mouth, but there was no politeness in the end. She sincerely promised: "Axiu, I will take good care of it. It is with me, it..."
Before she could finish speaking, Jingxiu frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Ji Youyan automatically muted his voice, looking at Jingxiu's annoyed and concerned expression, biting his lip to secretly delight. She reached out and carefully grasped the microphone, with a cold and delicate touch.
How much like Axiu's heart. It looks cold, but under the ice, it is so delicate.
"Then let me try?"
"Um."
Ji Youyan took out the microphone equipment one by one and carefully assembled and adjusted it.
Jingxiu tilted her head and looked at her quietly.
After debugging, Ji Youyan stood facing Jingxiu and raised the microphone.
She licked her lips, and before she spoke, she first bent her eyebrows: "Jingxiu..."
This was the first sentence she said with this microphone, calling the name of the most important person in her life.
The sound is clear and clean and catchy. Still very... grand.
In the restaurant, Yao Xiao and Lin Yue quietly stretched out their ears to listen.
"je t'aime."
Soon, they heard a low and soft confession, swinging from the living room into the dining room.
It's Ji Yuyan's voice!
Lin Yue was about to jump up, and a hundred exclamation words flashed through her heart. She can't understand any French, but the word "I love you" has been watched a lot of idol dramas, and she can still understand the pronunciation of many countries. Ji Youyan and Jingxiu, whom she had always suspected, were in a relationship, and it really was true!
She couldn't sit still, and quietly took a few steps towards the door, trying to hear more clearly. Yao Xiao raised his eyebrows, held back for a few seconds, and followed him a few steps towards the door.
So they heard Jingxiu's answer.
"Are you afraid that others won't hear you?" Jingxiu's voice was always cold. But in the tone, there is obvious softness.
Ji Youyan couldn't hear it.
She stared at Jingxiu's snow-white neck, her eyes twitching. Like stepping on cotton candy, sweet and soft, she approached Jingxiu step by step.
This time, she didn't ask Jingxiu, but leaned down, wrapped her hands around Jingxiu's neck, and hugged Jingxiu tightly in her arms.
Jingxiu stiffened his back, his breathing slowed down.
"I'm afraid you won't hear." Ji You said in a low judo.
Jingxiu felt Ji Youyan's warm breath blowing on his sensitive ears, and his heartbeat gradually increased.
But two seconds later, she calmed down a bit and replied to Ji You, "I heard it."
Ji Yuyan showed anticipation.
Jingxiu was in her arms and said calmly, "I heard the door bell."
Ji Youyan: "???!"
Well, in fact, she heard it too, but, is this the point! Why is there always someone bad for her.
"Hello, food delivery service..." the food delivery man outside the door asked politely.
"Go open the door." Jingxiu broke free from her and reminded.
Ji Yuyan's face darkened.
Yao Xiao and Lin Yue were in the restaurant, smiling until their stomachs hurt.
Jingxiu looked at Ji Youyan's heart as if he was going to open the door, and the corners of his lips were raised sincerely behind Ji Youyan's invisible back.
Yan Yan became more and more cheerful and confident, and became more and more like herself when she first fell in love.
But, can it really go on like this forever? Wouldn't it really be, another empty joy in the mirror
Laughing and smiling, Jingxiu's loving eyes were stained with a little melancholy and anxiety.
*
Two days before New Year's Day, Ji Youyan set off to fly to Lancheng to prepare for the New Year's Eve party on the 31st. In the tense preparations, Ji Youyan also took the time to send some backstage photos to Jingxiu from time to time to share what he saw and heard. Jingxiu replied to her one after another.
On the 31st, Jingxiu finished work and flew to Lancheng. Because there are too many acquaintances in the backstage, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble for Ji Youyan, Jingxiu didn't go to visit the class.
Unexpectedly, she was already wrapped tightly, and when she passed by the position behind the VIP in the infield, there were still sharp-eyed fans who recognized her.
"Ah, Jing... Isn't it Jingxiu! Teacher Jing, isn't it?" A hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the hem of Jingxiu's clothes, shouting tremblingly.
Jingxiu was taken aback.
The female fan also seemed to have noticed her rudeness, so she quickly let go and said in surprise, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm too excited..."
Jingxiu nodded at her expressionlessly, ready to leave.
"Mr. Jing, do you remember me?" the female fan whispered, "Did you come to see Teacher Ji?"
After Jingxiu heard the words, she carefully looked at the fans' faces. She recalled it, and had a vague impression, as if she was a fan who often sent them to and from get off work when she and Ji Yuyan were competing. If you guessed correctly, the essence should be CP powder. It seems that she and Ji Yuyan were given a couple t-shirts.
She looked at the cheering card she held in her hand, Ji You said, and couldn't help but soften her face.
Quite affectionate.
This small piece around seems to be all Ji Youyan's fans, and some of them seem to be quite familiar. Jingxiu took off her mask and said, "I remember you." She looked at the fans who stretched their necks and said warmly, "Happy New Year."
Being remembered by idols for so many years, and wishing her "Happy New Year" to her face, the female fans were so happy that they almost fainted.
Jingxiu remembered the years back then, and his whole body softened a lot. She looked at Ji Youyan's support bracelet on the female fan's legs, and said slyly on a whim, "It's pretty, can you give me one?"
Give! Why not give it! Bankruptcy also has to give! The fans cheered and scrambled to put the ring on Jingxiu.
Ahh! Excellent is real! Everyone's heart seems to have given birth to a groundhog.
Jingxiu took off a few bracelets and even a cheering stick, and went to his seat with a wide-eyed look.
The insignificant tenderness she can give is her gratitude for their constant companionship to Ji You over the years.
Accompany her through the valleys and the peaks.
Jingxiu put the Yinghuan bracelet on his wrist.
Next to the bracelet, Ji Youyan gave her a panda bracelet.
The author has something to say: Excellent girl, red duck!
Sister Ji is distressed: How can I kiss Axiu
Enthusiastic crowd: Dear, I suggest you sleep directly.
In the comments, many little cuties have guessed it, wit!
Hahaha, I saw a little cutie say that Sister Ji has been a little too comfortable recently.
Author: emmmm
Sister Ji is dry: what grudges! woo woo