Chapter 142: The Lonely Heavenly King (I)

As you drive along the green path, you can see a high white wall with soft greenery lying on the top of the wall. The iron gate slowly opened, and the driver parked the car in the carport, and several other Cen Ye's favorites were parked next to it.

This villa was bought by Cen Ye last year, renovated at the beginning of the year, and has moved in this summer. Usually there are Cen Ye, servants and bodyguards living here. Cen Zhi bought a three-bedroom apartment in a nearby community, where his wife and children are there, so that he can run at both ends. Today, Liu Xiaoqiao got off the bus and went home halfway, and only Cen Zhi followed his younger brother over.

As soon as the brothers entered the living room, they saw a large beautifully packaged gift box on the table. The servant said: "It was sent by Mr. Li to congratulate Mr. Cen on the success of the concert." ”

The brothers both smiled, and Cen Ye stepped forward and unpacked it in twos and threes, revealing the guitar case inside. His eyes became focused, and he carefully took out the guitar and let out a soft sigh.

Although Cen Zhi doesn't know the guitar, he can see that this guitar is very old, but it is carefully maintained, and the shape and pattern are also very special, I have never seen it on the market, it must be a precious antique guitar. In the blink of an eye, Cen Ye was already holding the guitar, and sat on the table with a fart~ share, how could he have the image of a superstar. He flicked it a few times, his eyebrows stretched wide, and he looked quite fond.

"Brother Yue is generous enough. Cen Zhi said with a smile, "When it's time to commend, we will never be soft." ”

"Hmm. Cen Ye didn't raise his head.

Since Cen Ye signed a contract with Pai Entertainment two years ago, it has soared like a rocket, and it has indeed become the company's biggest cash cow. In the past two years, he has hardly had any rest days, and he has been working for 35 days in a row, of course, Li Yue has not missed any of the brothers' share.

By this year, Cen Ye has firmly established a top traffic and strength position in the entertainment industry and music industry. It coincided with the expiration of the first contract with Pai. The two sides negotiated the renewal of the contract, and of course Cen Ye's side had more negotiation capital, and finally the two sides agreed to a joint venture and set up an exclusive studio for him, and Cen Ye and his brother both accounted for a considerable number of shares. Nominally, though, the studio is still owned by Pai. The two sides have maintained a very decent and win-win long-term relationship.

Of course, starting from this year, Cen Ye will definitely earn more and have a greater right to speak, basically grasping the main control of personal development.

So today, after four consecutive concerts this month, Li Yue sent this guitar as a congratulatory gift, which is not only a commendation from the former and current nominal boss, but also a gift from the partner.

There was still some desk work in the studio, and Cen Zhi went to the study. Cen Ye carried the guitar and put it in his special collection room. As soon as he opened the door, he put more than a dozen precious guitars on the table, as well as a global limited number of headphones such as Daao I and II, and the top headphones of AKG, BSE, Sennheiser and other brands were all missing. On the other wall, there are out-of-print platinum records of top bands in the history of music, and so on. After putting the new members of the collection room away, Cen Ye found a chair and sat down, slowly turning around and admiring the surroundings, feeling a little funny in his heart.

Before, when he first got everything in this room, he couldn't be patient and excited, and he couldn't wait to sleep with it in his arms. Gradually, the room was piled up, but the feeling became lighter and lighter. No matter how valuable the collection is, it is difficult for Cen Ye to make waves in his heart now.

After sitting for a while, he came to the corridor, the sun had not yet set, and the light was good everywhere. It's just that the villa is very quiet, especially when he comes back, and the servants don't dare to speak loudly. So there was no sound in the whole room. After singing four times in a row in different cities, he actually felt so tired. That kind of tiredness does not mean that the throat is hoarse or unwell, but that the whole person does not want to move, and the exhaustion is soaked into every cell, as if all the energy has been exhausted on the stage, and I don't want to work anymore today.

He walked around the room, but there was nothing to do and no one to say, and finally entered the game room next to the bedroom on the second floor.

When the game room was first installed, he was also excited, and he soaked in it whenever he had time. Now I only go to play occasionally.

It's like back then, you can play all night with a broken phone.

On the dark blue wall, surround speakers are hung, in front of which is a huge projection screen, and below are various gaming equipment, computers, various controllers, 4D gaming goggles, and so on. In the end, Cen Ye chose the most ordinary table game, projected it on the screen, and picked up the controller to play.

I don't know how long I played, until it was faintly dark outside the curtains, Cen Ye cleared the customs, and his eyes were a little tired, so he threw away the handle, the game and the projection were not turned off, and the person was sitting directly on the floor, and it was not too cold. His head was tilted on the couch, he pulled a blanket around his body, and fell asleep.

If there are millions of "wildfire" fans across the country who see this scene, they are afraid that they will feel so distressed for their idols that they shed tears. will feel that this 25-year-old man, who has already occupied a lot of good rivers and mountains in the entertainment industry, is still like a big boy who can't take care of himself at all, and treats himself so roughly.

This night, however, I unexpectedly slept deeply. There are many pictures in the dream, all of which are blurry, countless light sticks at the concert, screams from fans, and many strangers dangling in front of them. called Cen Ye in the dream, there was also a trace of boredom.

Later, he saw the man.

The scene turned into a forest at some point, and it looked very much like the forest in his neighborhood. The sunlight shone very gently from the branches of the trees, and the whole field of vision sparkled. She was sitting by a stream, looking down at some stones at her feet, ready to carve them? She was exactly the same as yesterday, with long, slightly curly black hair, a warm-colored sweater, a thick wool skirt, and delicate round-toed leather shoes peeking out underneath.

Cen Ye looked at it, and suddenly his heart was overjoyed.

"Are you coming to my house?" he asked her, "Will you come?"

He was anxious to walk over, to get closer, to talk to her, to talk so much, but there was a step under his feet, as if he had fallen into a deep, deep place. He struggled violently, and woke up with his eyes covered in cold sweat.

The scenery in the dream was too precise, and it felt too real, as if he had really just touched the figure in the warm sun. So much so that at this moment, Cen Ye looked at the dim and silent room in front of him, as well as the flickering lights and shadows on the wall, and his mind was still chaotic. When he reacted, he found that his face was wet. He lowered his head and wiped it twice with the back of his hand, and gradually, his mind calmed down. He thought: it had been a long time since he had dreamed of her, and he hadn't even thought of her. I don't know why, I dreamed about it again today.