This kind of teenager who is not a fan artist, but a fan creator, can really be regarded as a rare creature.

At least Du Caige has only met it on the Internet in his two lives combined, and it is the first time he has encountered it in reality.

Du Caige only hesitated slightly, and then took the notebook and the pen.

When I opened it, it was still empty.

"What's your name?" asked Du Caige.

"Shao Yongshi. The boy replied.

It always doesn't feel like my real name. But of course, Du Caige didn't delve into it, and wrote down a few words.

"Gift Shao Yongshi: May your life be like a poem and a song, and write a gorgeous chapter. ”

Then hand it back to the other person.

The boy took it, looked at it, and the corners of his mouth immediately hooked.

Compared with his non-mainstream dress, his smile is very clean and innocent.

"Thank you, Hemingway! I'll try. ”

"Yes, goodbye. Du Caige nodded politely, picked up his sister and left.

When he got a little farther away, he called Jiang Youxi.

Jiang Youxi said that he met a friend, chatted a few words, and made an appointment with him to meet at the parking place.

Du Caige and his sister slowly walked to the parking lot.

I didn't walk a few steps before I heard the voice of a fan next to me: "Hey, look, is that Hemingway?"

"Looks like it's oh, go get an autograph!"

"He's so handsome, I want to take a picture with him!"

It was too late for Du Caige to run, and soon he was surrounded by water.

Fans are gossiping: "Hemingway, can you sign me?"

"Hemingway, are you Chenchen's boyfriend?"

"Hemingway, are those two piano pieces your work? will you post them on the Internet for us to download?"

"Hemingway ......"

"Hemingway ......"

Du Caige only felt that there were a thousand flies buzzing in his ears.

He and his sister glanced at each other, and Du Yuanqi looked disgusted, as if to say: Look at the trouble you caused!

Du Caige could only smile bitterly, he really underestimated the curiosity and exuberant energy of these fans. Or rather, he underestimated his current influence.

He also sees himself as a small transparent behind-the-scenes creator, but at least for a short time, he can't continue to hide behind the scenes.

Not only will the fans at the scene recognize him, but since the concert was broadcast live on several TV stations, there may be millions of people who can recognize his face now.

has been a human being for two lives, and this is the first time to enjoy star treatment.

Although he was also a public figure and a great director when he was on Earth, when he appeared with actors, people would always only flock to those star actors.

Du Caige couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only quickly sign dozens of names at the request of these fans, and then pulled Du Yuanqi away.

finally arrived at the parking place, Jiang Youxi had not arrived, Du Caige and his sister stood next to the car and chatted to pass the time.

Du Feiqi talked about school things, some open and secret fights between girls, gossip about several teachers, and a boy who was mixed in the society outside, but was deceived very badly......

"Hey, it turns out that he smokes!" Du Feiqi said in surprise.

Du Caige turned around and saw Jiang Youxi and his shyly smiling Fa Xiao walking over together, both of them holding cigarettes, the red light of the cigarette butts was extinguished, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

"Brother, you're handsome tonight!" Jiang Youxi greeted Du Caige with a smile from afar, and threw away the half-smoked cigarette.

Du Caige didn't speak, looking at him calmly.

"What's wrong?" When he walked in front of Du Caige, Jiang Youxi realized that something was wrong.

He looked at Du Caige uneasily, and then at Du Feiqi, a little confused.

It wasn't until he felt that his scalp was starting to tingle that Du Caige said, "Are you floating?"

Jiang Youxi was suddenly a little aggrieved: "I didn't, brother, I have a very good mentality." ”

Du Caige stared at him: "No, then why are you smoking? I have told you a few times." ”

Jiang Youxi hurriedly explained: "Oh, smoking? I don't have a habit of smoking, I just take two puffs and play." ”

His hair Xiao Li Xuzhi also shyly helped explain: "Haida, he really doesn't smoke usually, I just forced it on him, if you want to blame me, blame me." ”

Du Caige was still looking at Jiang Youxi, and only after a while did he press the electric key to open the car door and get into the driver's seat.

Jiang Youxi breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Du Yuanqi grimacing at him, and said silently with his lips: "You are miserable!"

Jiang Youxi smiled and disagreed.

After everyone got into the car, Du Caige started the car, and then said lightly: "I will communicate with Sister Mingming, and let her find a more professional producer for you to record the next few songs." After that, I won't interfere again. ”

Jiang Youxi's body stiffened, and he blurted out: "Brother, you don't care about me?"

Du Caige concentrated on driving and ignored him.

"Brother, what's wrong?

Du Caige just ignored it.

Jiang Youxi was a little worried for a while, and for a while felt that Du Caige was too lenient and very aggrieved, so he simply stopped talking.

The atmosphere in the car became awkward.

Du Feiqi secretly pursed her lips and smiled, simply put on headphones, and listened to English words with her mobile phone.

Back in the community, Du Caige drove the car straight into the underground garage.

After parking the car, the four of them walked into the elevator in silence, until the elevator stopped on the 5th floor, Du Caige still didn't say a word.

The elevator door opened, and Du Caige stepped out.

Jiang Youxi finally couldn't help it, stretched out his hand to block the elevator door and didn't let it close, and shouted, "Brother, there's no need to do this, right? ”

The meaning of grievances can be heard by anyone.

Du Caige turned around and smiled at him and said, "We are friends, this will not change. ”

Just when Jiang Youxi thought that he had passed the test successfully, Du Caige added: "But in terms of music, I don't want to continue to work with a singer who doesn't care about his voice." We're still friends, we just don't work together on music. Of course, if you can't understand and accept it, then I can't help it, I can only wish you all the best. ”

After saying that, he opened the door and entered the house.

Du Feiqi stayed for a moment, gave Jiang Youxi a sympathetic look, and followed the door and closed the door.

In Li Xuzhi's worried gaze, Jiang Youxi punched the elevator wall hard.

......

When Du Caige was busy changing his shoes, Du Yuanqi said, "Brother, are you really ignoring him?"

Du Caige patiently explained: "I didn't ignore him, I still regard him as a friend, but I won't write songs for him anymore." ”

"But if you don't write songs for him, he thinks you can't be friends anymore?"

"Then I can't help it," Du Caige said with a smile, "and I can't forcibly reverse his cognition." I'm sorry, but I won't change my approach because of that. ”

"But smoking is not a big deal, and many singers smoke. Du Feiqi said she didn't understand.

"Smoking will have a little effect on your voice after all, and if you are a singer who pursues perfection, you will definitely not smoke," Du Caige said, "I don't want to work with a singer who does not pursue perfection." ”

Du Yuanqi stuck out her tongue: "I suddenly feel that you are so strict now, you were not like this before." Brother, you've changed a lot. ”

Du Caige's movements paused for a moment. "Go to bed early. ”

......

Du Caige sat in a noisy bar.

The rolling neon lights, the nighttime music that shakes the eardrums, the sexy bodies writhing on the dance floor, and the flickering lights freeze people's wild movements into bizarre scenes, like the most absurd ukiyo-e.

He occupied a small table alone with only a fruit bowl and a plain Macallan 18-year-old double sherry bucket.

His gaze was not out of boredom.

He could feel that he was desperately looking for something.

Finally, his eyes fell on a girl of average height, but her body was so full that it almost exploded.

The girl looked very young, her hair was half dyed red, and she was clearly a wine girl at this table, sometimes having a few drinks at this table, and sometimes running to the other table to talk to someone.

She skillfully dodged the groping pig hands that reached out from under the table, from behind, and from all hidden angles, not only being taken advantage of, but hooking the other party, making the other party's heart itch.

She always had an exaggerated smile on her face, giving the impression that she seemed to be a prodigal and casual girl, the kind of female cousin who didn't mind getting herself drunk every night and waking up in the morning next to a strange man.

Every man felt that just a few more bottles of wine from her, and a few more sweet words mixed with alcohol, would take her to the bathroom and go to the huddle, or take her out of the bar and go straight to the cheap little hotel later in the day.

Du Caige waited for a long time, and finally saw the girl stop for a while.

Her face was hidden in the shadows and she couldn't see clearly, but Du Caige felt that she could feel the loneliness and self-deprecation of that beautiful face for a moment.

Du Caige hesitated for a moment and beckoned to her.

The girl saw the afterglow of her gaze, and immediately ran over, a pair of trembling heavy chests that seemed to be about to unbutton the fluorescent shirt.

"Hello handsome, would you like to treat me to a drink?" she said with a grin.

She originally had a fresh and refined face, but unfortunately this beautiful face was ruined by heavy makeup, gorgeous and vulgar, like the cheapest street girl.

It's Duan Xiaochen. Du Caige immediately realized. This is Duan Xiaochen, who is too young, looking like he is only 16 or 7 years old, almost the same age as the current Du Yuanqi.

But he couldn't control himself, and he couldn't shout. He could only be a bystander, watching the events unfold.

It was a fragment of memory, he realized immediately.

"What's your name?" Du Caige asked when he heard himself.

"Her name is Lingling. Duan Xiaochen approached with a smile, a pair of big eyes seemed to blink innocently, and there was a hint of madness and a little seduction in his smile.

"It's so hot, I really want to have some drink. She fanned the wind with her hand, deliberately fanning her chest, drawing the man's gaze to her precipitous chest.

Her gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over Du Caige's clothes and accessories, and quickly made an assessment of Du Caige's net worth.