"Huh?" Ah Jiu shook the water droplets on his hand and turned his head to look at IU: "Did you lie to me?" ”

"I'm ......" IU looked at Ah Jiu's eyes, and suddenly seemed to have made up his mind: "Brother, I have something to hide from you." After saying that, IU was worried, she was afraid that Ah Jiu would have a disappointed look in her eyes, and she was also afraid that Ah Jiu would lose her temper and yell at her, and more importantly, she was afraid of losing this brother.

"Hiding things from me......" Ah Jiu frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said, "This isn't a lie to me, I also have something to hide from you." ”

"Huh?"

Ah Jiu took the paper drawer, dragged two tissues to dry his hands, and pulled two more to help IU dry his hands: "I have such an agreement with a person, if you can't say something, I'd rather not say it than lie." Hide ...... There's always a reason to hide, and if you don't want to say it, I won't ask. Maybe I'll be curious, but I'm not going to force you to say it reluctantly, and you don't have to tell me everything. I'm your brother, not your boyfriend. You don't need to have any obligations to me, understand? ”

IU looked at Ah Jiu in a daze, and suddenly tears rushed out of her eyes, and she stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck. Ah Jiu gently patted her back and coaxed, "Okay, didn't you just say that you were going to Japan tomorrow?" Go to bed early, I'll go work with that kid......"

"Big brother, I can't put the soundproof foam board alone......" Wu He came out of the recording studio, saw the scene in front of him, touched Ah Jiu's eyes, grinned dryly and shrank back.

IU's cheeks flushed with shame: she stomped her foot, turned and ran back to the bedroom.

……

In the recording studio, Ah Jiu and Wu He pasted soundproof foam boards together. Ah Jiu has done a lot of decoration work, and there is no difficulty for him at all, Wu He just plays an auxiliary role.

It may be raining, the weather is very stuffy, the recording studio is still a closed environment, stuffy and stuffy, and there is no air conditioning, and the two of them are sweating after a while. Ah Jiu took off his T-shirt and only wore a vest, Wu He didn't have a vest, and he didn't dare to be shirtless in front of Ah Jiu, so he had to endure it.

Ah Jiu's muscles are very bluffing, he is not the kind of 'human head muscles' that come out of fitness, but streamlined, looks angular, and feels particularly explosive. Although Wu He is a man, he can't help but be envious, and he is even more determined to learn kung fu from Ah Jiu.

It's quite boring to just work and not talk, Ah Jiu asked casually while brushing glue on the wall: "You are beaten all day long, why?" You robbed someone else's girlfriend? ”

Wu He told what happened one by one, and he was very aggrieved: "I think since it is a band, I have to create, and I can't always sing other people's songs, is this wrong?" Saying that, his tone became a little disdainful: "People who think about pickling girls all day long, what good works can be written, it's really ......"

Ah Jiu glanced at him: "You have written a good work, what is the purpose?" ”

Speaking of this stubble, Wu He's eyes suddenly lit up: "I can take the band to perform on the street, as long as the work is good enough, many people will definitely like it." Maybe you can be a professional band, make your debut, have a lot of fans, and make a lot of money......"

Ah Jiu raised his eyebrows and lightly threw out another question: "Then in your heart, is music or money important?" ”

"Of course, it's the music that matters!" Wu He said without thinking, as if he had been insulted by something: "Music is the soul to me, although I can't beat you, but I don't allow you to insult music." ”

"Really?" Ah Jiu pasted a soundproof foam board and said with a little sarcasm: "I seem to have heard you say just now, your ultimate goal is to make 'a lot' of money, so to speak, music is your tool to make money." Am I wrong? ”

"You ......" Wu He choked firmly, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

Ah Jiu continued to paint glue on the wall: "Think about it again, your future lover must also like you because of your musical charm, what is the difference between this and those guys who beat you?" They play music to pick up girls, even if it's to sing other people's songs, you sing your own songs, it's also to pick up girls, the purpose is the same, people don't have to write songs to kill so many brain cells, so prove it, it can only show that they are smarter than you, what else can it say? ”

"......" Wu He couldn't say anything, he suddenly felt that what he had been insisting on began to shake, could it be that the time and energy spent for music for so many years turned back to self-deception? He couldn't come to terms with this reality.

"it, what a flute!" Ah Jiu kicked Wu He, Wu He subconsciously responded, and pasted the soundproof foam board with him.

"I'm not telling you this to deny anything." Ah Jiu squatted down and patched up the corners that were not coated with glue: "What I want to tell you is that it doesn't matter what you 'want' to do, it's important that you 'do'." You feel that one thing is right, but your 'feeling' is not convincing enough. You think the way they play music is wrong, you should do it the way you think it's right, prove it to them, that's what a man should do. What can you do if you are talking all day long? ”

A look of ignorance appeared on Wu He's face: "Then what do I do is right?" ”

"First of all," Ah Jiu dragged a paint bucket and sat down, twisted open a bottle of water and drained half of the bottle: "You have to change yourself." ”

Wu He looked at it blankly: "But I don't know how to change it, right?" ”

"Since you're wrong now, it's right to do the opposite, can't you think of it?"

Wu He nodded: "Big brother, what you said makes sense, what should I do?" ”

Ah Jiu suddenly understood how the fat master felt back then, it turned out that the disciple was so cool, of course, Ah Jiu would not think that Wu He was his apprentice, he was self-aware, although his current kung fu could be said to be enough to surpass ninety-five percent of the people in this world, but he was by no means invincible, he felt that five of him attacked together, maybe he couldn't hurt the fat master, unless the fat master didn't kill him, fought for a few days and nights, and with the advantage of young and strong physical strength, he might be able to win, otherwise there would definitely be no hope. There are too many masters in this world, and the result of arrogance is that there are no corpses, and he has not seen bloody examples.

In his thoughts, with his current cultivation, accepting apprentices would be tantamount to misleading people's children, so he wouldn't do it. But it's okay to make a joke, Ah Jiu looked at Wu He with a smile and said, "There are two directions of cultivation, you can choose one." ”

"Are you willing to take me as an apprentice?" Wu He was overjoyed and said greedily: "Master, you teach me, I will learn both." ”

Ah Jiu couldn't help but smile, with a serious face: "No, the master has rules, and he can only pass you one set." And I won't accept you as an apprentice, your qualifications are too poor, so you can only be a registered disciple. ”

Wu He heard Ah Jiu say that his qualifications were poor, and although he was disappointed, he admitted it. In fact, he didn't have any expectations for his qualifications, if his qualifications were good, how could he be beaten so badly?

"Master, what are the two kinds?"

Ah Jiu held back a smile and endured it very hard: "Monk and Taoist, you can choose one." ”

Wu He touched his hair and made a decision: "Master, I choose a Taoist priest." ”

Ah Jiu made a blank face: "No, I'll teach you to be a monk." ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"Because I look bald and kind."