Early the next morning, Miki got up and yelled to pack her luggage. Tokyo is tired of being bored, and she plans to go to the Osaka area with Koho to play.

Gu Huo came and knocked on the door, also with a large bag and a full armament.

Miki didn't pay attention to his face, and chattered about the next travel strategy. Including where to have fun and delicious food, where to go shopping, where to have beautiful young ladies in kimonos, etc.

Her cheerful expression contrasted sharply with Guho's melancholy. The man has a sad face, and the autumn wind sweeps away the leaves in the background.

He coldly interrupted Miki's chatter and listlessly announced a disappointing news.

"We're going back home now. ”

"What, go back to China?" Miki's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it was true. She closed her mouth and carefully studied Gu Huo's expression, hoping to see any traces of lying or joking on the other person's face, but she was disappointed.

She suddenly lost the strength of her whole body, and her luggage was not packed, so she sat on the edge of the bed: "So suddenly, why?"

After saying that, her brain, which had not yet entered the working state early in the morning, was quickly running, and she had prepared eighteen reasons to persuade Gu Huo to give up the idea of going back.

Gu Huo saw her reluctance, and to be honest, this trip made him feel very disappointed. He also wanted to see the beautiful young lady in a kimono that Miki said, and he also wanted to experience the unique Japanese style. But now, all the good ideas are gone.

"No way, Cheng Xiaoxiao just contacted me and told us to go back immediately. Guho sat down next to Miki, the soft mattress deeply filled.

The distance between the two is very close, but there is still a certain distance in between. Miki felt like a volcano was sitting next to her, and the magma eruption seemed to burn her. She quietly glanced at the man next to her, his eyelashes were thick, his nose was high, and his perfect side face was him. The kiss that had been locked in the depths of her memory seemed to have escaped from prison and rampaged through her mind, making her blush and heartbeat.

So she moved out a little quietly, afraid that the magma would fall on her in the next second.

Gu Huo felt her dodge, and his heart was mixed, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Mi Qi originally thought that this decision to return to China was what Gu Huo meant, and she was even mentally prepared to fight, including the lines, and she was 80% confident to persuade him to give up the idea of returning to China. Now when I hear Cheng Xiaoxiao's name, 80% instantly drops to 0%. She immediately died down, and sat down in a corner of the big bed with her head down, like a frosted eggplant.

Gu Huo's mental state was not much better than hers, or even worse than her. In the past few days, he was immersed in creation, and he didn't have a good time at all. Last night, the new song was finally released, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief like a student who had finished the exam. I wanted to enjoy the holiday in the next time, but who knew that Cheng Xiaoxiao's phone call would make his wishful thinking come to naught.

"Did Sister Xiaoxiao say something?" Miqi asked.

At the mention of this topic, Gu Huo showed an embarrassed look on his face.

She said that after I released my new song "Flame" last night, it was very popular on the Internet. Many netizens left messages on CCTV's official Weibo, saying that they wanted to see "Flame" at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. At about six o'clock this morning, CCTV people called her to invite her. ”

If you carefully sort out the warp and weft of things, you will find that in fact, Gu Huo is self-inflicted and cannot live. As soon as the new song was written, it was about to be released noisily, and I couldn't hold my breath at all, and I was very nervous. Now, let's call him Dash, Dash Return.

After hearing this, Mi Qi Teng stood up from the bed, clenched his hands into fists, and looked ahead with bright eyes.

"CCTV!" her voice flew to the ceiling with wings of joy. "Mid-Autumn Festival party!"

With that, she sat back down at Gu Huo's hand and slammed her fist into Gu Huo's shoulder. "My old swan, you're really red!"

Gu Huo was beaten by her, as if he had been scratched by a kitten, unconscious, as if he had lost his pain nerves. With his hands behind his back, he looked up at the ceiling, feeling like his future was as white as the ceiling.

“...... Red is red, but I'm not happy at all. He pretended to be in a gesture and muttered in annoyance.

Mi Qi watched coldly, thinking that this big pig's trotters were really a set of pretenses.

"That's fine. You asked Cheng Xiaoxiao to return to CCTV, and said that you couldn't go if you had something. The two of us will continue to play in Japan, so you will have fun. She said this deliberately, intending to respond to Guhuo.

Hearing this, a crack appeared in the melancholy mask on the face of the big pig's trotters. “...... This can't work, I can't be so selfish, just because I want to play, I ruined Lao An and Mu's star path. ”

Miqi said idly: "What's the matter with the two of them, you play your in Japan, and they perform theirs at the Mid-Autumn Festival." What's the matter, without you Guhuo, TheLava wouldn't be alive. ”

Gu Huo's face changed drastically, "Of course I can't live without TheLava." He said excitedly: "I'm the lead singer, no one wants to shake my position in the group!"

His startled reaction was very funny, and she said seriously while holding back a smile. "Don't say it, Andrei's little cousin sings really well, and Cheng Xiaoxiao seems to have always wanted to sign him to F-star. Saying that, she put on a worried expression: "You are twenty-eight years old this year, and you are only eighteen." In comparison, it is not too much to say that you are an old pearl yellow. Guan Jian, you don't wear makeup when you appear on camera, and you don't cover up your flaws, I guess fans are probably tired of seeing your old face for a long time. ”

"Nonsense!" Gu Huo looked flustered and reprimanded Mi Qi loudly: "Uncle, I have 20 million fans, how can I be replaced by a little yellow chicken who has just debuted!"

Miki burst out laughing. Andrei's little cousin is thin and weak, dyed with yellow hair, and Gu Huo's description is really too bad.

She laughed and said, "Are you only 8 million Weibo followers, why did you suddenly become 2,000?

Hearing this, Gu Huo glared at her: "You are all the data of the Daoguang year, and it is already 8012 now." As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, showing off to Miqi. "It's a real 20 million, and I didn't buy a single zombie fan. ”

Miki took a look at it and was also very surprised. Since Gu Huo started taking care of it, she hasn't been on Weibo for a while. If she remembers correctly, after tearing up with Zhang Yu, Gu Huo's fans soared, and it rose to eight million at that time. In just over a month, the number of followers has tripled. Oh my God, this is a terrible rate of fan growth.

Gu Huo saw that Miqi didn't speak, with a stunned expression, not to mention how proud he was.

"Yesterday at this time, there were less than 10 million, but this morning I got up and looked, and it was already 20 million. Don't say it's you, even I can't believe it. ”

Another thing Gu Huo was embarrassed to say to Mi Qi was that his private messages were full of all kinds of intimate photos of men. Now that these spicy-eyed photos have finally disappeared, fans are eagerly asking for the full version and download link of the new song. In this way, he feels that he is finally a singer, not some strange gay celestial.

Mi Qi suddenly realized, "So it's still a fan of the new song for you." Then she said, "Speaking of which, I also have a share of the credit, after all, I wrote the lyrics." ”

She is so blatantly competing for credit, although Gu Huo can't get used to it, he can't find a reason to refute it. Because not only the audience, but even he himself was impressed by those words.

He always thought that his little assistant would only scold the street, although the scolding does not carry dirty words, and the scolding is out of the level and height, but it is no longer good, scolding the street is scolding the street after all, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance. I didn't expect to give her a pen, and she actually created a miracle. But in one night, I wrote such a wonderful text. Gu Huo loves those psychological confessions, loves those heavy words, he doesn't want to be just a prince of love songs. He wanted to maintain the diversity of his compositions and genres, but in recent years, the music market has been sluggish, and the company has not allowed them to make any breakthroughs and attempts, and the ears of listeners have been brainwashed by those saliva songs with simple melodies and repetitive lyrics, and it is difficult for them to accept more complex and musical songs.

So the songs Guhuo wrote in the past two years are slow-paced love songs, written by the fake Chinese who grew up in Los Angeles in the forest. Forest's Chinese level is roughly equivalent to that of a sixth-grade elementary school student in China, and his words are not just easy to understand for all ages. His student fans love his words so much that they not only quote them a lot in the essays of the Chinese exam, but also create a new vocabulary of "Sen-style love songs" to express the love that is about to overflow in their hearts.

Forest knows what level he has with his brushes, and the "Sen-style love song" that fans talk about is, in the eyes of the lyricist himself, actually a "sixth-grade love song". Although he refused in his heart, he had to admit that the songs he wrote in the early days were indeed very saliva, and they were not even at the level of the sixth grade of primary school. But then he felt that his Chinese had improved, and he wrote a few songs with confidence that were "at least at the level of the second grade of junior high school", waiting for fans to praise his rapid progress. As a result, he was dumbfounded as soon as the new song was released, and the fans typed out the tag of "Sen-style love song" again, happily saying that it was still the same recipe or a familiar taste, and it was still the "Sen-style love song" they loved.

It's not that Gu Huo dislikes the low level of Chinese in the forest, but he is really a little tired of singing "Sen's Love Song". He is also almost 30 years old, and he doesn't want to just sing songs that please little girls, he wants to create some more in-depth works, and wants to express his views on society and understanding of life through songs.

Miqi's words met his most pressing needs at the moment, and he had known this girl for a while, and he had already discovered that she was very smart. But many times, he would still be shocked by what she knew about herself. She always seemed to know what she wanted, and she knew everything about the unspoken thoughts in her heart.

- Is her own feelings for her already like a mirror?

Thinking of this, Gu Huo suddenly found that the air became hot, and when he first got up in the morning, the weather was obviously a little cold, and he felt too hot when he sat next to Miqi.

Miki immediately sensed his restlessness, and at the same time she was aware of her own restlessness. In case the situation developed to the point where she could no longer control it, she hurriedly got up and began to pack her luggage again.

"Have you bought a ticket back home?" she broke the ice with a question that was most appropriate.

Of course, Gujo knew that she was distracting, and she tried her best to avoid talking about certain topics, such as the kiss, such as the relationship between the two, etc. So far, he can only smile bitterly. Because it was he who ran away from him at first. It's strange that he wants her to act as if nothing happened, at least at this stage, and he wants them to maintain a relationship as ordinary colleagues. But when she really treated herself as an ordinary colleague as she had hoped, he felt extremely irritable and depressed.

He didn't answer her question, he was angry with himself.

Miki noticed that he was in a bad mood, but did not take any action.

Guho sat on her bed sulking as she silently busied herself with her belongings. She just wants him to know that she can ignore his emotions and that she can completely ignore his presence.

After Miki packed his luggage, Gu Huo finally gave up sulking. He took the initiative to tell Miki that the return ticket had been bought, and the departure time was 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

"Then we can go to the airport after lunch, there is plenty of time. Miki quickly arranged the itinerary: "Now go to breakfast, and after breakfast, go to the drugstore to buy some cosmetics." The people from the public relations department of Zhang Yu helped you a lot last time, and you should thank them. ”