trial game

Chapter 41

In order to avoid chaos, Wei Jingchuan and Yu Lang followed the staff through the green passage, and they came with the staff, Jiang Wenzhou's assistant.

"Most brother, Jiang Jiang let me accompany you for a while." The assistant said.

Yu Lang stopped in his tracks, and turned around with a gossipy face: "Ah, no wonder I asked Jiang Jiang if he wanted to have a supper after the end, and he refused me, it seems..."

Wei Jingchuan put his arms around Yu Lang's waist, and forcefully turned him around: "You stay here and wait to make light bulbs?"

Yu Lang pursed his lips, turning his head three times a step at a time: "Most brother, if there is any situation, you must tell me!"

Chen Zui said "goodbye" to Yu Lang, and looked at the assistant leisurely: "You don't need to come to accompany me specially, you are not a child."

The assistant said seriously: "Jiang Jiang said he didn't want you to feel lonely."

Chen Zui smiled, the noise around him was like some kind of white noise, it felt really lonely after listening to it for a long time.

Chen doesn't like the prosperity the most, and he doesn't like the bleakness after the prosperity is over. Both of them will give people a strong sense of unreality.

The reason why he was able to wait calmly in this environment where both were occupied was also because of the agreement with Jiang Wenzhou.

Because it was already late, the spectators left very quickly. After all the people left, the venue looked extremely empty. Coupled with the dim lights, there was a horror movie atmosphere.

So it's not hard to guess that Jiang Wenzhou sent his assistant over because of another reason: to be bold.

When Chen most thought of this, he thought it was a bit funny, obviously Jiang Wenzhou himself was a little more timid. Before looking at the lake in the mountains, he was so scared that his hair would explode with a flashlight.

When the venue was completely quiet, the assistant received a text message, and at the same time, all the lights were turned off.

In the deep and dense darkness, a few scattered stars lit up, which should be the cheering sticks that the fans did not take away.

The lights were turned on on the stage and spread out like a curtain.

Chen most saw Jiang Wenzhou reappear on the stage.

White shirt, black trousers, holding a violin in his hand.

Chen Zui almost forgot to breathe at this moment, his heart was beating fast with his face up.

Jiang Wenzhou didn't speak, he bowed gracefully in Chen Zui's direction, then set up the violin and closed his eyes.

The melodious music flowed out, and Chen was the least understanding of music, but at this moment he suddenly understood that the communication of music really has no boundaries.

Even if he didn't know what song Jiang Wenzhou was playing, he was still moved.

The sound of the piano is as tender as water, like weeping like complaining, lingering in this empty venue, making people think of the clouds in the sky.

Many images flashed through Chen Zui's mind, but he didn't realize that the two of them already had so many memories.

The marquee scene was finally fixed on the day they went out together for the first time. Jiang Wenzhou stood under the huge linden tree on Luyuan Street. The wind blew his hair and at the same time drove the red ribbon carrying people's wishes. When they touched each other, the tiny sound was originally telling his heartbeat at that time.

At the end of the song, Jiang Wenzhou slowly opened his eyes.The distance between the two was not close, but their eyes collided easily.

"Chen Zui, this is a small gift." Jiang Wenzhou said with a smile.

After the concert, everyone had already left. Jiang Wenzhou left Chen Zui behind, played a song for him alone, solemnly read his name, and told him that it was a gift for him.

Chen Zui's eyes were sore, it was impossible for him not to be moved by such sincerity, even though he once thought he had a heart of stone.

A shy sweetness appeared on Jiang Wenzhou's face, and his voice was clear and sincere: "It's been a long time since I played the violin in front of others. In fact, I also thought about becoming a violinist when I was a child. Later, I realized that it is better to play the violin than to interpret it. I prefer to create by myself. Is this the first time I’m telling you about my childhood? I don’t know if you like it or not.”

Jiang Wenzhou took a deep breath: "During the month of preparing for the concert, I took time out to practice this song, and I often thought about what I should tell you then. My dad told me since I was a child, Whatever you want, you have to work hard for it.”

The blurred lights on the stage merged into a bunch, chasing Jiang Wenzhou's footsteps, Jiang Wenzhou walked forward, towards Chen Zui's direction.

"Chen Zui, let's stop being a contract couple, how about we really stay with me?"

He didn't wear a mic, and his voice was a little soft, although he secretly called his assistant to help test how much volume is needed for this distance.Jiang Wenzhou looked very nervous, he could only see a vague shadow of Chen Zui, but couldn't see Chen Zui's expression clearly.

Knowing that the livehouse was fixed, Jiang Wenzhou secretly regretted it, and said with some embarrassment: "Of course, you can think about it, and I'm not..."

Chen Zui stood up, climbed over the railing neatly, and took big steps.

Almost instantly, Chen Zui had changed his position. He stood under the stage and reached out to him: "Jiang Wenzhou, come here."

Holding the piano, Jiang Wenzhou jumped off the stage without any hesitation.

Chen Zui caught him firmly, and tightly hugged Jiang Wenzhou's waist.

Jiang Wenzhou saw Chen's quietest and most beautiful eyes, and felt that this moment was more exciting than his performance in front of tens of thousands of people: "You are..."

Jiang Wenzhou couldn't say the rest of the words, Chen Zuo bluntly bit his lip.

Chen Zui's kissing skills are very good. He forced Jiang Wenzhou's teeth open forcefully and irresistibly, as if he wanted to chew up and swallow the person in front of him.

Chen Zuoming is a bastard with a fake smile who is indifferent to everything, how can he be so enthusiastic?And so scorching?

Jiang Wenzhou felt dizzy, his heart was about to explode, and he recklessly tasted the warm lips of this man.

Jiang Wenzhou has never liked anyone, but if Chen Zuo is compared to a musical instrument, it is most like a violin.This is the instrument that has accompanied Jiang Wenzhou for the longest time. He practiced hard when he was a child. Although he rarely uses it in his work now, every time he is in a bad mood, besides going to the lake, he can also play the piano.

Jiang Wenzhou loves the violin that has been with him almost all his life, so today he chose to use the violin to play a confession piece for Chen Zui.

The kiss was long and short, and their eyes met.

"Chen Zui, you promised me." Jiang Wenzhou looked down at him.

In the next second, Jiang Wenzhou fell freely in a short distance, changing from looking down to looking up.

Chen Zui looked indifferent: "Sorry, my arm is numb."

Jiang Wenzhou hugged him domineeringly, Qin Gong touched Chen Zui's back: "Don't change the subject, kissing means agreeing."

Chen couldn't help laughing: "Are you still afraid that I won't agree?"

Jiang Wenzhou twisted his face: "Cut, you just can't bear it."

Chen Zui raised his hand and touched Jiang Wenzhou's hair with his fingertips: "The new hair color is very cute."

Hearing this, the cool brother Jiang Jiang was about to blow his hair, when Chen Zui said again, "I like it very much, boyfriend."

Jiang Wenzhou immediately twitched beautifully: "That's true, there are not many people who can control pink, and you've made a lot of money."

Chen Zui laughed again. The distance between the two was too close. He only looked at him with his beautiful and affectionate eyes like this. Jiang Wenzhou felt that this was too lethal and felt itchy in his heart. He leaned over and typed the application in a low voice.

"Kiss again, boyfriend."