When waking up in the morning. Qiao Yang was in bed and didn't want to get up.
In particular, the feeling of sleeping naked against the soft and comfortable bedding makes people just want to sink into the warm bedding and never come out.
He lay on the bed and looked around at the surroundings. It was the first time he slept in Gu Ye's house, but he didn't feel recognizing his life at all.
Because the smell around is familiar and warm---it belongs to Gu Ye.
It was already past ten o'clock in the morning, so you didn't have to think about it to know that Gu Ye had already gone to the company.
In fact, when he was half asleep, he seemed to dream that Gu Ye kissed him on the forehead before leaving, and said softly, "Good morning, baby."
He touched his forehead, and the touch of Gu Ye's soft lips falling on his skin was as real as ever.
Not a dream.
This is also a good morning kiss, Qiao Yang huddled in the bed and smiled.
After gradually waking up, he felt thirsty, and when he looked up, he saw a bottle of water on the bedside. Just like when he was in the hotel last time, there was a note written to him by Gu Ye under the water bottle.
Qiao Yang twisted the water to drink, and took a small note to read:
Baby, I'm going to the company first.
Next to the pillow is a new set of clothes and a new phone for you. Breakfast is in the restaurant, remember to eat it when you wake up, and lunch will be delivered at 12 noon.
I'll leave Geng Hui at home for you, if there is anything you tell him to do. I will also attend the business exchange meeting tonight. If you don't have to go back to Qiao's house and wait for me at home, let's go to the party together.
ps: Your new phone case has my signature on it, and it has been plated with a permanent protective film.
---- Gu Ye.
After reading the last line, Qiao Yang almost spit out a mouthful of water.
He coughed twice and laughed. Looking sideways, he saw Gu Ye's neatly folded clothes on the pillow next to him, and there was a silver mobile phone lying there.
The phone is the same as his original. In the corner of the silver back shell, two words were written with a black signature pen: Gu Ye.
The pen is sharp, vigorous and powerful.
Just by looking at it, you can feel the hegemony of the full oath of sovereignty.
Just because he asked for Shang Hua's autograph last night, Gu Ye asked him to get him an autograph phone today. This possessive expression was too naive.
The corners of Qiao Yang's mouth were about to go to the sky: This man, he really doesn't have to worry at all.
With a smile in his eyes, he stroked Gu Ye's name with the belly of his finger, thinking to himself: Fortunately, it was written in the bottom corner and it was just right to block it when I picked it up.
It would be a shame if it was written in the center and not always seen by others.
Qiao Yang just pushed open the door of the room and walked out. Geng Hui, who had been waiting outside, greeted him:
"Young Master Qiao, you got up. President Gu has prepared breakfast for you. Do you want to use it now?"
The attitude is more respectful and serious than A Xing.
Qiao Yang snorted and said, "I have to go back to Qiao's house after breakfast, so don't let anyone deliver lunch."
Geng Hui snorted, surprised: "You, are you not having lunch here?"
Qiao Yang thought that he had left, so that Geng Hui could not explain to Gu Ye. He explained: "Yes, I still have some things to do when I go back to Qiao's house. I will explain it to Gu Ye later so that you won't be embarrassed."
Geng Hui: "...Yes."
Why is he in trouble.
His heart was bleeding.
Because the lunch money that Gu Ye had set for Qiao Yang was paid in advance, even if he pushed the payment, it would not come back.
Gu Ye was afraid that it would not suit Qiao Yang's appetite, so he ordered three kinds of special dishes: Japanese, French, and Hong Kong-style dishes specially made by the three-star Michelin restaurant.
Especially the Japanese ingredients, the hairy crabs and shrimps are all selected by Hokkaido fishermen. They were salvaged in the Pacific Ocean at 4:00 a.m. and then airlifted directly in a refrigerator.
Expensive, but said to be extremely delicious.
But just being said a word by the young master, it disappeared without even smelling it.
Qiao Yang was completely unaware, he stared at the table full of surprises: "So much, I eat it all by myself?"
Because the variety of breakfast on the table is already rich enough. There are Chinese-style fried buns, various dim sum, millet porridge, and western-style fried bacon, fried egg vegetable salad, and corn soup.
Even more exaggerated is that there are French fries, hamburgers, and pizza.
Qiao Yang thought to himself: This should be because the original owner once went to school in the United States.
Geng Hui explained beside him: "President Gu didn't know what kind of flavor you like, so he prepared it all."
"So it is."
Qiao Yang drank the milk: "I'm not picky eaters, it's too wasteful for others to do this in the future."
Geng Hui said: Yes.
He thought bitterly: You have no idea that you have wasted a more luxurious lunch just now.
After spending a whole night, Qiao Yang was in a good mood to eat breakfast. He sent a message to Gu Ye:
[I have to go home in a while to prepare the piano music and dress.]
[You don't have to wait for me, I will attend the evening exchange meeting with my dad.]
Gu Ye responded very openly: [Okay, see you later that night.]
Just as Qiao Yang was about to turn off his phone, he received another message:
[I have everything ready, will you go home with me after the exchange meeting?]
thing…
Qiao Yang didn't swallow a mouthful of milk and almost choked.
He almost forgot, he promised to 'go' to Gu Ye tonight.
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Although the theme of the official business exchange event is music, all the artists who can be called teachers are invited to sit in the town, and the atmosphere at the scene is quite serious.
Qiao Yang read the program list on the way.
The opening is the dance and chorus of the famous folk song and dance troupe in s city. Afterwards, the erhu performance by the famous old artist Wen Xiang and crosstalk performance by the well-known old crosstalk actor.
Gao Yuan's piano performance is probably in the middle part, and his piano music is in the last program.
In the program list full of master names in the music and art world, even Gao Yuan has become a general existence, and his name is more like an unknown apprentice.
So this has become a point of curiosity, everyone will guess who Qiao Yang is and why he can appear among many masters.
Qiao Yang sighed secretly: He is eye-catching in another way.
Because in the eyes of others, the third young master of his Qiao family was able to make a fortune among many teacher-level characters by virtue of his connections.
As long as there is a slight mistake, it will be laughed at infinitely magnified. There is also the possibility of leaving a lifelong laughing stock and even embarrassing the Qiao family.
Especially those Gao Yuan, who will definitely use his mistakes to make a big publicity.
Qiao Yang couldn't help but get nervous.
When Qiao Tiancheng saw it, he patted Qiao Yang on the shoulder and pointed at the names on the list, and laughed: "There are some teachers here that we all know each other, and I'll introduce them to you later."
He also gently persuaded him: "I told them that you are here to play. In their eyes, you are a younger generation. Even if something goes wrong, they will tolerate it."
For Qiao Tiancheng's kindness and kindness, Qiao Yang encouraged himself even more.
Even if it is for Qiao Tiancheng's face on such occasions, his songs must be perfectly interpreted.
He nodded and said, "Dad, don't worry, I can't go wrong playing the tune I wrote myself."
The exchange meeting has not yet started, and the venue is already very lively.
After Qiao Tiancheng took Qiao Yang into the venue, it immediately attracted no one's attention. Many people gathered around with wine glasses, and Qiao Tiancheng and Qiao Yang also began to socialize.
In the distance, a man with sunglasses and shoulder-length hair was also looking at Qiao Yang.
He swayed the wine glass lightly in his hand, the disdainful look hidden under the sunglasses, and the slightly raised chin could see the man's arrogance.
A man with short hair dyed in grandma's gray beside him touched his wine glass and said with a meaningful smile in his eyes, "Mr. Gao, someone is here."
Gao Yuan hummed, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes hidden under the sunglasses.
Grandma, the gray man said, "The third young master of the Qiao family also plays the piano song, what is it called "destiny". It's a song I've never heard of before."
He sneered again: "Everyone on the court today knows your comments about him before. He is so open to challenge you, if it fails, it will be a shame in front of the masters in the political, business and entertainment circles."
"Really daring."
After Gao Yuan heard this, he was noncommittal. There was a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.
Composing, arranging is really his job. But he began to learn piano at the age of 4, and he became famous in the piano industry when he was young. In recent years, he has participated in countless piano performances and won countless trophies and honors.
But Qiao Yang dared to challenge him on the piano, how self-aware he was.
Grandma Hui's name is Liu Peng. He is also an arranger of Yinfan Entertainment. If I can follow Gao Yuan here today, I naturally want to get to know more art masters.
He looked around the venue, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he patted Gao Yuan on the shoulder and said, "Look, Master Wen Xiang is here, let's go over and greet him."
Gao Yuan let go of his casual attitude, and instead nodded seriously and said:
"Mr. Wen doesn't like that young people are too philistine. He only values people's strength. Let's also pay attention to the tone when we talk to him."
However, when the two wanted to greet him, they saw Master Wen chatting with Qiao Yang cheerfully.
Wen Xiang is a famous old artist. He was wearing a black robe and coat with neat white cuffs rolled up at his wrists. His white hair and energy made him look like a fairy.
He shook hands with Qiao Yang, with a loving expression on his face: "You are Qiao Yang, the young master of the Qiao family. It's a pleasure to meet you, a pleasure to meet you."
Only when Qiao Yang saw the name tag on his chest did he know that he was an old master of art, Wen Xiang, who was invited to play the erhu today.
He politely and humbly responded to the old senior: "I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be. It's my luck to meet Teacher Wen."
But he was puzzled in his heart: Master Wen Xiang is someone he can't even find now. Why would you take the initiative to come to him? Is it Qiao Tiancheng's friend
Wen Xiang clapped his hand on his shoulder and said with a low laugh, "That kid Su Cheng specifically asked me to let me take care of you today. Don't let anyone bully his brother."
"I'm thinking about the young master of the Qiao family, who dares to bully you?"
Qiao Yang Yixi: It turned out to be my brother.
He smiled and asked, "Teacher, don't listen to his nonsense. He usually causes you trouble, doesn't he?"
Wen Xiang laughed and said: "What trouble is it, Su and I are always tea friends. Your brother also often gets us some novel teas, but they all taste good."
He asked Qiao Yang again: "I heard that you wrote the song you're going to play in a while? Then I'll have to look forward to it."
Looking at Wen Xiang's attitude towards him, Qiao Yang thought to himself: It seems that Su Cheng has a good relationship with Master Wen Xiang.
Qiao Yang's pressure is also a lot less. He smiled: "Yes, maybe it will make you laugh."
Gao Yuan and Liu Peng stopped to say hello to Master Wen. They looked at Master Wen and Qiao Yang, who were chatting happily with the old and the young, and their expressions went blank.
Liu Peng snorted helplessly: "In the end, the identity of the rich and powerful young master is different from ours. The resources and contacts we can't get with our best efforts are all born with them."
Gao Yuan did not speak.
He held the wine glass between his tightly pursed lips, raised his head and drank it, and then placed it heavily on the tray that was served by passers-by.
Liu Peng added: "I also heard that the president of the Gu Group is going to shoot an mtv for the works of the young master of the Qiao family, and he is still looking for Director Jiang."
"Director Jiang has always looked at works and not people. All of our works have been rejected, let alone a young master who just plays music."
"If President Gu can really invite him, it is estimated that he will have to spend a high price to invite him, right?"
Gao Yuan snorted: "For works like his, it's strange to have Director Jiang."
His voice was a little louder, and Liu Peng quickly reminded him: "Shh, Mr. Gao, please be quiet."
But someone still heard it, and a voice sounded behind them: "Director Jiang promised President Gu, and now the script is set."
Gao Yuan and the others turned their heads immediately, and were surprised when they saw the person talking behind them.
Liu Peng hurriedly laughed and asked, "Mr. Shang Hua? Are you here too?"
Shang Hua smiled at them and said casually, "I came with my friends to join in the fun."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Qiao Yang. Coincidentally, at this time, Gu Ye brought Jiang Zhou into the venue.
Gu Ye is wearing a formal suit, which makes him tall and erect, with outstanding temperament.
When Shang Hua first saw Gu Ye five years ago, he was also dressed in formal clothes, but now Gu Ye is more mature and confident than then.
It also gave this handsome man an eye-catching charm.
But when such a man saw Qiao Yang, his aura changed. Those beautiful peach blossom eyes are no longer without warmth, revealing genuine tenderness.
Shang Hua felt sad and unwilling.
However, Liu Peng and Gao Yuan were watching the cordial appearance of Qiao Yang and Jiang Zhou chatting.
Liu Peng said incredulously: "Director Jiang actually accepted Qiao Yang's work? He even rejected Teacher Gao's work."
After speaking, he immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly looked at Gao Yuan apologetically.
Gao Yuan's eyes under the sunglasses can't tell the expression, but the cold face can see how unhappy this person is.
Liu Peng hurriedly said in a rounded manner, "Hey, after all, Mr. Gu still has a lot of face, and even Director Jiang Zhou Jiang can be invited. But it should cost a lot of money."
Shang Hua looked at them and understood what they meant.
Although Qiao Yang is his rival in love, one thing is one thing. It's not in his nature to speak ill of people behind their backs.
He reminded Liu Peng lightly: "I listened to the song written by Qiao Yang, and it's not bad."
Liu Peng disagreed: Shang Hua is an actor, how can he know the quality of music. To them, do re mi sounds good.
Qiao Yang was so concerned by the eyes of several people behind him that it was impossible for him not to notice.
He followed his line of sight to this side, his eyes were on Gao Yuan, and after scanning Liu Peng, he finally landed on Shang Hua.
Qiao Yang touched the phone with Gu Ye's name signed in his pocket and smiled.
He raised his glass to Shang Hua from a distance.
When Shang Hua and Qiao Yang looked at each other, maybe it was because of a guilty conscience, he panicked.
But he soon saw the handsome and handsome man smiling at him, raising a glass to him from a distance without warning, and saying hello from a distance.
Shang Hua smiled bitterly in his heart: Yes, this person is still his fan.
He also raised the glass in his hand and gave Qiao Yang a smile. Then he looked up and drank the little red wine in the glass.
When Gao Yuan looked over at Qiao Yang, his nerves were also tense.
Some time ago, a newcomer named Mo Yu came to the company, and was specially held and taken care of by the above.
At first, he thought that Mo Yu was a background character, and he was disdainful. It was only later that I learned that the company was not in favor of singers, but composers.
Because the song Mo Yu was going to sing was written by a young master from a wealthy family, that person was called Qiao Yang.
It is said that he just loves music and just writes and plays.
He listened to those three songs. The quality is really good, but it doesn't say that it can become popular in one step.
But it was taken seriously by the upper management of the company, and they spent a lot of money on packaging and promotion.
A composer knows how much effort it takes to become famous.
And Qiao Yang can be forced to become famous by the company with three songs just because he was born in a wealthy family, what is fair? !
Therefore, he made such remarks indignantly. Of course, it also caused a lot of trouble during that time.
But Qiao Yang didn't make any movement, neither arguing nor responding to him. As if he didn't even know what he posted.
Qiao Yang's ignorance made him feel like he was punching a cotton ball, and he was weak and sullen.
So when he knew that Qiao Yang would participate in today's performance, he was inexplicably pleasantly surprised.
He knew that Qiao Yang must have read the remarks he wrote to satirize him, and also knew that Qiao Yang came to play the piano. Just to challenge him and compete.
Qiao Yang is humiliating himself when he compares the piano with him.
He didn't care at all. But he also knew how could a arrogant and wealthy young master be ridiculed and ignored.
Qiao Yang will definitely target him at the venue, and he will definitely cause him some trouble.
Therefore, he has been waiting for Qiao Yang, who is always paying attention unconsciously.
As a result, Qiao Yang's eyes swept away from him, as if there was no emotion in the eyes of a stranger, let alone disgust and anger.
The young master smiled, but he was not smiling at him, but at Shang Hua.
Gao Yuan's mood sank instantly. The hand holding the wine glass almost trembled, he marveled that he thought Qiao Yang didn't look at him and was disappointed.
He observed Qiao Yang more carefully, the tall and thin young master was wearing a white suit, handsome and dazzling.
With a humble smile on his face, Qingjun can easily stand in the midst of business and political leaders and entertainment leaders who he can't reach.
Like a prince held up high.
It is the existence of the stars holding the moon.
Gao Yuan understands that as long as Qiao Yang intends to punish him, anyone standing beside Qiao Yang can make him disappear from the music industry completely.
However, Qiao Yang did nothing to him.
Disdainful ignorance is actually the greatest contempt and insult.
Gao Yuan's trembling hand held the wine glass tightly, and a sneer of unwillingness and unknown gleamed in his eyes.
underestimate me
Well, then let me see what you Qiao Yang is proud of.
He wanted to see with his own eyes that the young master of the Qiao family made a fool of himself in front of the business world, the political world and the old artists tonight.