Ji Zeyu picked up the sticker and frowned slightly, with a bit of confusion in his eyes: Where had he seen the pattern of this sticker before
After thinking for a few seconds, something flashed in Ji Zeyu's mind, and his eyes suddenly widened—isn't this the sticker on the game console? !
Ji Zeyu looked at the front and back of the stickers. Several stickers had been torn off. According to the graphics, the torn off patterns should be exactly a deer, a pumpkin and a white cloud, which corresponded exactly to his game console. Those stickers on the back.
Ji Zeyu's Adam's apple rolled, and he was puzzled: Why did this sticker appear in Lu Nanyun's backpack
Could it be that…
Ji Zeyu's hand suddenly froze.
He suddenly remembered that Lu Nanyun seemed to have hinted at him with this kind of sticker.
Ji Zeyu tightened his fingers, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the sticker with eyes full of disbelief.
Although Ji Zeyu didn't have time to play the game console during these days, he always kept it in the cabinet, and he said more than once in interviews that he liked the game console given by this fan very much.
And this game console... was actually given by Lu Nanyun
For some reason, Ji Zeyu's heartbeat began to accelerate, which made his heart hurt.
Just when Ji Zeyu was shocked and suspicious, the door next to him was opened. Zhou Cheng was standing next to the car, and a cold voice came: "We are here." His eyes fell on the sticker in Ji Zeyu's hand.
Ji Zeyu came to his senses, was stunned, and said hurriedly: "Oh, okay, I'll get off the car now..." After that, he carefully put the sticker in his hand back into his bag.
"What is that?" Zhou Cheng asked casually.
"Stickers." Ji Zeyu said while picking up his backpack.
"I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing." Zhou Cheng said with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "It seems quite childish."
Ji Zeyu tightened his fingers slightly, and finally said softly: "It's pretty good-looking."
While getting out of the car, Ji Zeyu put on a black mask to cover his face.
The moment he put it on, Ji Zeyu smelled a familiar smell, which seemed to be the smell of Lu Nanyun's commonly used perfume. The mask was placed in the bag and was tainted with the smell of perfume. Although it was very light, Ji Zeyu felt that the smell was very strong at this moment.
The smell of sea salt and mint reminded him of Lu Nanyun sitting next to him and looking at him while riding in the car. She would often hand him a gray U-shaped pillow, and the pillow also had this smell.
"This way." Zhou Cheng walked to the corner and looked back at the absent-minded young man, "Why are you so absent-minded?"
Ji Zeyu hurriedly followed him and said, "It's nothing."
Zhou Cheng is a frequent visitor to this restaurant. He took Ji Zeyu to the top VIP box on the top floor with ease. It was surrounded by transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the surrounding night scene.
The private room was filled with the smell of red wine, and there were delicate flowers on the table. The fragrance of flowers and the smell of red wine were intertwined.
Ji Zeyu took off his mask. Normally, he might find the smell in the box very nice, but now he prefers the smell of perfume on the mask, and is a little reluctant to take it off.
Ji Zeyu sat opposite Zhou Cheng. Zhou Cheng asked him what food he wanted to eat. He pointed at the menu casually a few times, still thinking about issues related to Lu Nanyun in his mind.
Ji Zeyu's curiosity became more and more intense. He really wanted to know what was going on with the game console and the stickers, so he simply took out his mobile phone and prepared to send a message to Lu Nanyun.
"Aren't you happy to come out and play with me?" Zhou Cheng's voice came, interrupting Ji Zeyu's movements.
Ji Zeyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was really rude. He quickly put away his phone and said to Zhou Cheng, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to tell my teammates something."
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Zhou Cheng looked at him with a calm expression, and after a moment he said, "I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Yeah." Ji Zeyu nodded, "But I often see you and fmw on hot searches."
"You don't need to address me respectfully, and you don't need to call me teacher." Zhou Cheng frowned slightly and said, "I'm not much older than you. Calling me like this makes me look older."
Ji Zeyu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect Zhou Cheng to care about such a thing and said, "That's not okay, you are a senior."
"Forget it, it's up to you." Zhou Cheng said after a moment of silence, feeling a little unhappy.
The waiter served the pre-dinner dishes, and Zhou Cheng said to Ji Zeyu: "I have to drive in a while, so I won't drink. I'll pour you some." As he said that, he picked up the wine bottle and poured it into the goblet in front of Ji Zeyu. Pour a small half glass of wine.
Ji Zeyu picked up the wine glass and took a sip, not daring to drink more because he didn't know the alcohol capacity of this body.
"How are you preparing for your new album?" Zhou Cheng poured himself a glass of juice and looked up at Ji Zeyu, "Is it going smoothly?"
Ji Zeyu shook his head and said: "The last song is an original song, and it is also the song of the same name by the en boy group. The company asked us to determine the theme and content ourselves, and there are quite a lot of differences within the team."
"There are big differences?" Zhou Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you the best at mediating differences in the team?"
"They and I have different ideas." Ji Zeyu said this with a headache. "They all want to create another popular pop song similar to "Rose Nebula" and find ways to add various elements... But I don't I think that’s a good thing.”
When discussing the music content, Zhou Cheng became calm and professional. He looked at Ji Zeyu and asked slowly: "Why? "Rose Nebula" is so popular and has brought you a lot of benefits. How about creating another song like this?" Songs are not impossible."
""Rose Nebula" is indeed very popular, but it doesn't make everyone remember us." Ji Zeyu frowned slightly and said seriously, "Many people only know that this song is sung by the EN boy band. The melody is nice and the dance is beautiful, but it is not Will want to know more about this boy band.”
"You want to say... this song doesn't represent you?" Zhou Cheng was slightly startled when he heard this.
Ji Zeyu nodded, looked at Zhou Cheng and said slowly: "The success of this song is not only due to the EN boy band, but also the credit of the gold medal composer and choreographer behind it, and I hope that the original song can Put the en boy band’s own brand on it and let everyone think of us when they hear this song.”
Zhou Cheng was so touched by Ji Zeyu's words that he forgot to speak for a moment. The next second, his Adam's apple rolled: "Then what type of song do you want to make?"
"Lyric song." Ji Zeyu said seriously, "It's a completely different route from "Rose Nebula"."
"But ballads are not pleasing to boy bands." Zhou Cheng looked at him and said slowly.
Ji Zeyu sighed slightly: "This is what I'm worried about. I'm afraid that my teammates won't understand my thoughts. Maybe they will support me in the end, but I don't want the team to feel bad about it."
"Although it's unpleasant, it's not impossible." Zhou Cheng suddenly raised the corners of his lips and said slowly, "To be honest, I didn't understand your idea at first, but now I can understand it."
Ji Zeyu was slightly startled.
Zhou Cheng continued: "A few days ago, I saw aunts dancing in the square at the gate of the community. The background music was "Rose Nebula"."
Ji Zeyu said in a low voice: "Yes, this song has dominated many squares recently, as well as various barbecue stalls and two-yuan shops... Although I am also very happy, there are many such songs in the album, and I still hope to change it. Try a style.”
"Since it is your song with the same name, let's make the content that is most meaningful to you. This will also help you win the Xingyun Award." Zhou Cheng swung the glass, took a sip, and said calmly, "Besides, There are so many ballads that become popular every year, why can’t they be sung by a boy band?”
When Ji Zeyu said this to Zhou Cheng, his heart was filled with joy. He knew that Zhou Cheng would definitely understand him.
However, Zhou Cheng's wine glass was filled with juice, and it looked a little cute when he shook it, which made Ji Zeyu couldn't help but smile.
"...Why are you laughing?" Zhou Cheng asked strangely.
Ji Zeyu hurriedly suppressed his laughter and said, "It's nothing, I just think what you said makes sense."
After the steak was served, Ji Zeyu discussed original songs with Zhou Cheng while eating the steak. Time flew by and he drank more than one glass of red wine.
Zhou Cheng was not only like a friend who understood Ji Zeyu, but also like a senior who taught him everything, telling Ji Zeyu all his experience.
"In short, when everyone has different opinions, you have to trust your own judgment." Zhou Cheng's lips curled up slightly, he looked at Ji Zeyu and said slowly, "If they don't understand you..."
Ji Zeyu looked at him and blinked: "What should we do?"
"Then you show weakness appropriately." Zhou Cheng said meaningfully.
"Showing weakness?" Ji Zeyu was stunned, "What do you mean?"
"The captain doesn't have to forcefully win everyone's consent," Zhou Cheng explained slowly. "Sometimes, you have to retreat in order to make them soft-hearted."
When Ji Zeyu heard this, he felt that what Zhou Cheng said made sense, but there seemed to be something strange about it that he couldn't explain.
Towards the end of the meal, Ji Zeyu took a bite of dessert and suddenly remembered the purpose of calling Zhou Cheng out this time, so he said to him: "Teacher Zhou, I really appreciate you helping me canvass votes and participating in the dance challenge."
Zhou Cheng paused for a moment, looked up at Ji Zeyu, and said slowly: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
"Oh yes..." Ji Zeyu remembered something again, "Last time you wrote the piano scores and precautions, which were very helpful to me in playing the piano. I also want to thank you."
Zhou Cheng was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "Music scores and precautions? I haven't written them."
Ji Zeyu was stunned.
"At that time, I only wrote words on the paper to work hard." Zhou Cheng thought about it for a moment and said slowly, "My piano skills are average and I can't guide you. Your ability to practice the piano well depends entirely on yourself."
Ji Zeyu was struck by Zhou Cheng's words and was speechless for a long time. He sat blankly, his mind going blank for a short period of time.
Wasn't it written by Zhou Cheng
He was so moved by Zhou Cheng at the time that he kept thinking about it. He originally wanted to post a special thank you on Weibo, but he gave up because the program team did not allow him to leak the content of the program...
It turns out that piece of paper... wasn't written by Zhou Cheng?
"What's wrong?" Zhou Cheng asked.
Ji Zeyu said blankly: "No, it's nothing..."
"What other plans are there for the evening?" Zhou Cheng's tone became gentle, "I heard that there is a private cinema nearby. Do you want to go and see it together? I have been very busy with work recently and I haven't seen a movie in a long time."
In fact, Zhou Cheng had already bought the ticket and was putting it in his pocket.
Normally, Ji Zeyu would definitely agree to his senior's invitation. After all, he was just watching a movie, and the private theater avoided the risk of being recognized.
But now, Ji Zeyu hesitated.
He wanted to find out what happened to the game console sticker and who gave him the piece of paper.
Seeing Ji Zeyu's hesitation, Zhou Cheng added with a hint of comfort: "The movie doesn't last long. I can take you back at night, so you don't have to worry."
Ji Zeyu's fingers tightened slightly, and after a moment he looked at Zhou Cheng and said to him, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhou, I want to go back now."
His tone was calm but firm.
Zhou Cheng's fingers clenched the two tickets in his pocket, and then quickly released them. He returned to his usual cold and calm demeanor, and said to Ji Zeyu, "Okay. I'll take you back."
Ji Zeyu stood up and suddenly felt a little dizzy.
The stamina of the red wine is coming.
Ji Zeyu took a deep breath, walked out of the box, let the outside air fill his lungs, and tried to stay awake, but he still felt a little top-heavy.
It seems that this body's alcohol capacity is not very good.
Fortunately, Ji Zeyu didn't drink much, and he wasn't in a bad shape. He was able to restrain the influence of alcohol and calmly sat in Zhou Cheng's car.
When we returned to the villa, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
After Ji Zeyu got out of the car, he calmly said thanks to Zhou Cheng, and then walked back to the villa expressionlessly.
The steps are a little slow.
Zhou Cheng didn't notice anything strange and shouted at his back: "Get some rest early."
It took Ji Zeyu a few seconds to react. He turned his back to Zhou Cheng and raised his hand and waved it twice.
At this moment, Ji Zeyu's consciousness had been mostly eroded by alcohol, and he relied on his remaining sanity to maintain his composure.
After entering the villa, Ji Zeyu's steps were already shaky, but on the surface he just looked tired.
Several teammates were sitting at the coffee table playing board games. When Qi Aodong saw Ji Zeyu coming back, he quickly put down the cards in his hand, stepped forward and asked, "Where have you and Zhou Cheng been? Why are you back so late?"
"Private cinema." Ji Zeyu's brain was on the verge of death and he began to answer questions randomly.
"Private... cinema?" Qi Aodong was stunned, "Where do you have time to watch movies?"
Wei Yichen frowned slightly and said to Ji Zeyu, "Zhou Cheng actually took you to that kind of place?"
"What happened to a place like that?" Wan Taki asked in confusion.
Tang Xiayan was silent for a moment and explained: "If only two people go to a private cinema, they are usually lovers."
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down. Luo Ming put down a bunch of good cards in his hand and had no intention of winning anymore. He stood up and walked to Ji Zeyu. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly smelled the smell of alcohol on his body.
"Have you been drinking?" Luo Ming was shocked, "Ji Zeyu, you are so brave! How dare you drink outside late at night without any sense of self-protection?" Completely ignoring that Ji Zeyu is a 1.8-meter-tall boy. In fact, he also became the champion in the thigh strength competition.
"I'm not drunk." Ji Zeyu replied calmly, his eyes a little unfocused, "You have more control, you stinky Luo Ming."
Qi Aodong frowned and pulled Ji Zeyu's arm: "Come with me. I'll make you tea. You drink it before going to bed."
"I don't." Ji Zeyu shook off his hand and puffed up his cheeks slightly, "I have something to do."
"What's the matter?" Xiao Huai came over and asked with a frown, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"I'm looking for... looking for..." Ji Zeyu tried hard to think back, but couldn't remember who he was looking for for a while.
Everyone present focused their attention on Ji Zeyu.
He poked his temple with his finger, and after a few seconds he showed a look of realization: "Ah, I'm looking for Xiaoyun."
"Xiaoyun?" Luo Ming's eyes widened, "Which woman?"
"Just, just..." Ji Zeyu pointed to the upstairs, "The one in my room is very, very good-looking."
Everyone's expressions changed.
Wei Yichen frowned and said, "Since when has there been a girl in your room?" His voice was cold, he stood up and walked directly upstairs.
Xiao Huai's expression also changed: "Damn, Ji Zeyu, are you crazy? You hide the beauty in the golden house, or hide the beauty in the golden house?" He also walked upstairs.
"There is someone else in your room, why didn't I know?" Qi Aodong also frowned and did not think about the name carefully. Jealousy made him lose his ability to think, and he followed Wei and Xiao upstairs.
Luo Ming's expression became a little cold: "Do you know what you are talking about?" Then he turned and went upstairs.
Compared with these people who lost their minds, Tang Xiayan reacted quickly - Ji Zeyu was talking about Lu Nanyun, right? !
Before he could stop these teammates, they were already on the second floor.
Wan Taki, who loved to join in the fun, also ran up and opened the door first, shouting into the room: "Where's Xiaoyun?"
The moment the door opened, Lu Nanyun was seen sitting on the floor with a bad expression on his face, holding a mobile phone in his hand with a cold expression.
Lu Nanyun's eyes turned to Wan Long, and his tone was bone-chilling: "Did you call me Xiaoyun?"
Everyone was stunned at the door and immediately realized—
Holy shit, it’s Xiaoyun? !
How could anyone call Lu Nanyun that! !
Tang Xiayan hurriedly came up to smooth things over and pulled these teammates away. Before leaving, he pushed Ji Zeyu into the door and said to Lu Nanyun, "Xiao Ji is looking for you. You guys have a good chat."
Ji Zeyu walked in the door, raised his eyelids and looked at Lu Nanyun, then smiled and said softly: "I, I came back early today, right?"
He walked towards Lu Nanyun, but his steps were a little wobbly, and his sanity had been almost eaten away by alcohol.
"Have you been drinking?" Lu Nanyun put down his cell phone, frowned and walked to Ji Zeyu, looking down at him, "How much did you drink?" His tone was slightly unhappy.
"Just a little bit." Ji Zeyu stretched out his hand and made a height gesture with his index finger and thumb, "Just a little bit."
Looking at the half-drunk boy, Lu Nanyun reached out to pull his wrist: "You go with me to drink some milk first..."
Ji Zeyu's sanity seemed to have returned a little. He took a step back to avoid Lu Nanyun's movements and whispered: "Stay away from me."
Lu Nanyun's hands froze in mid-air.
Ji Zeyu couldn't stand, so he took a few steps back, slowly slid down against the wall, and sat on the floor.
Ji Zeyu picked up his phone, opened the dialog box in confusion, typed for a long time, and sent Lu Nanyun a sentence: "We can't interact." There were also typos in it.
While typing, Ji Zeyu saw that Lu Nanyun sent him "Why aren't you back yet" twenty minutes ago, "Have you finished eating" thirty minutes ago, and "Zhou Cheng will take you with me" an hour ago. "Where are you going?", "What are you eating?", "Why are you ignoring me?", but he never looked at his phone, so he did not reply to these messages.
After putting down the phone, Ji Zeyu seemed a little unhappy. He threw the phone aside and looked up at Lu Nanyun, with a bit of confusion and loss in his eyes.
Lu Nanyun's heart was severely pinched.
He swallowed, and then said to Ji Zeyu: "Don't sit on the ground, it's cold."
Ji Zeyu was stunned, scratched his hair, and reached for his phone. He wanted to send a message to Lu Nanyun. He typed for a long time but didn't know what he wanted to say. He scratched the screen randomly a few times with his fingers and finally sent three words. : "Can't walk."
Lu Nanyun sighed and said to Ji Zeyu, "What time has it been and you still want to send me a message on your mobile phone?" He frowned slightly, his eyes full of heartache, he tightened his fingers hard, and his tone was a little anxious.
The two of them were only a few steps apart, but there seemed to be an invisible wall between them.
Ji Zeyu felt a little aggrieved. He couldn't figure out why Lu Nanyun looked so fierce. He picked up his phone, glanced at Lu Nanyun, and then sent a "You don't seem to want to coax me" emoji with a poor kitten on it.
Lu Nanyun glanced at the phone, feeling angry and wanting to laugh.
Afterwards, Lu Nanyun threw the phone on the bed and walked aside not knowing what to do.
Ji Zeyu felt more and more dizzy. He still had many questions to ask Lu Nanyun. He had to stay awake...
But gradually, Ji Zeyu didn't even have the strength to hold the phone.
He leaned against the wall, his soft bangs hanging in front of his forehead, his eyes lowered. The cold floor was the only thing that could make him slightly awake.
A few minutes later, Lu Nanyun walked up to Ji Zeyu, squatted down slowly, stretched out his broad palm and patted his cheek gently: "Get up."
Ji Zeyu raised his eyes and looked at him without speaking.
Lu Nanyun patiently said "Be good" again.
Ji Zeyu finally moved, but now he was top-heavy and it was very difficult to stand up. He supported the wall with his hands, but his body was as heavy as lead. His efforts for a while were in vain.
Ji Zeyu felt that Lu Nanyun was staring at him, but he couldn't tell the emotion in his eyes.
Ji Zeyu wanted to talk, but then remembered that they were ordered not to interact, and reached for his phone.
The moment he stretched out his hand, Ji Zeyu's wrist was grabbed by a big hand.
Ji Zeyu was stunned for a moment, looked up at Lu Nanyun, and shook his head gently, as if to say, "This is not allowed."
But Lu Nanyun didn't respond.
After a while, Lu Nanyun walked to the side of Ji Zeyu, gently put one hand around the back of Ji Zeyu's neck, and passed the other hand under his knees.
The next second, the feeling of soaring into the air made Ji Zeyu slightly startled.
The brain seemed to wake up a little at this moment.
The shock made him unable to recover.
Ji Zeyu glanced at the man holding him and thought in disbelief -
Is he being held by the princess now
"You, please let me down..." Ji Zeyu finally spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, "Don't, don't hold me like this..."
"Although I really want to ask why you didn't reply to my message." Lu Nanyun's voice was calm with a hint of jealousy, "but please shut up now."
"Xiao Yun..." Ji Zeyu grabbed Lu Nanyun's shoulders and could feel his solid muscles, "If we are photographed like this, my brother will be angry..."
"No." Lu Nanyun said firmly.
Ji Zeyu looked at him blankly. From his angle, he could see the man's knife-like jawline and stern profile.
Noticing Ji Zeyu's gaze, Lu Nanyun looked down at him while walking towards the bed.
"Why not?" Ji Zeyu's reaction became sluggish, and he asked this question only when he walked to the bed. He looked around, "There are many cameras in the room..."
"Pull it out." Lu Nanyun said coldly.
Ji Zeyu's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "You, what did you say?"
"I said," Lu Nanyun hugged Ji Zeyu, placed him gently on the bed, put his hand on the side of his head, lowered his head and said softly, "I have unplugged all the cameras in the room."
When Ji Zeyu heard Lu Nanyun's words, he looked at him blankly. He didn't know whether it was because the other person's handsome features were too close, or because what he said was too shocking, and his mind went blank for a while.
After a while, Ji Zeyu came back to his senses and looked at Lu Nanyun, as if he had something to say to him.
Lu Nanyun looked at him patiently and said in a gentle tone: "Just say what you want to say. There are no cameras now."
The tone was soft and the atmosphere seemed a bit ambiguous.
Ji Zeyu's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. He stared at Lu Nanyun's eyes, opened his thin lips lightly, and said the clearest, most complete, and most rational sentence he had said since returning to the villa, with a hint of emotion in his tone. Very shocked:
"Is there such an operation?"