Chapter 66
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Before the final, it is better for the players to keep a calm mind, as the crowd of reporters will undoubtedly cause trouble for some of the players. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝU๏ฝEใ infoHowever, Yang Bai is the producer of CCTV, Song Qing easily can't refuse, and in order not to affect Duan Linxia's pre-game state, he specially reminded Yang Bai that he hopes that the interview time can be as short as possible.
Yang Bai knew that it was a bit difficult to come to the door to disturb at this moment, so he only brought a photographer when he came to the door, and told him that he didn't need to pay attention to them, and that they would collect some shots and leave, and if there was any problem, he would wait for the game to end.
Duan Linxia has a very good mentality, if you want to say what attitude towards Zhou Huaijing is, it is probably from the geographical concept of the same land, she has a friendly concept of all the contestants, and she is particularly fond of Zhou Huaijing: one is because of his superb piano skills, and the other is because he is well-behaved and cute - everyone outside thinks that this is a cold and lonely teenager, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he can't help but be aroused by his clear eyes and ruddy bulging cheeks. As for jealousy, not to mention that she has a good mentality, just to say that jealousy arises, the closer she is, the more similar her intelligence, and her close relationship, the more likely it is to cause jealousy. Chaoren, she can't beat the eight poles, she is still an absolute musical genius, even if she has a small mood, she has been conquered by a song "Skull Carnival".
After Yang Bai arrived, he only took a few pictures. Duan Linxia and Song Qing discussed the matter of music scores, and Duan's mother made tea for the guests, gave fruits, and gently watched the communication between her daughter and the teacher from a distance as usual.
The scenes were full of warmth, Yang Bai was satisfied with this, did not bother anymore, and proposed to leave.
The three of them sent Yang Bai and the photographer to the door, and Yang Bai smiled and encouraged: "Miss Duan, I wish you a smooth competition." โ
Duan Linxia smiled brightly, her soft face reflected a beautiful clear glow, as bright as jade.
The promenade of the hotel is bright and clean and full of light.
The photographer laughed and said: "This Miss Duan is quite photogenic, and she can save snacks later when she goes back." โ
Yang Bai glanced at him and said, "When you see a beautiful woman, you will be happy." "As soon as today's incident is over, the troubles are entangled again," Alas, it's a pity that Zhou Huaijing hasn't been able to find the contact information yet. โ
"Even if there is no Zhou Huaijing, Duan Linxia's interview is good, no matter what, he has entered the finals, in case he wins a third place, this is also a sensational thing, it is difficult to be popular." The photographer is talking about the best-case scenario, and despite breaking into the top 10 at the moment, there is no top three award, and it will be difficult to attract attention.
The two walked straight forward, talking about the content of this interview, and met a beautiful Oriental girl who passed by the two.
Duan Xiaofu stood in the corridor until the two disappeared into the elevator, thinking of seeing them wrapping the logo of the central platform, the hand holding the skirt had already pinched out the green tendons, and the back of the white and tender hand showed an abrupt hideousness.
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Lu Yu's state is too bad. Since that night, it's like the neurosis I've endured has finally been vented, and every night I'm nervous and about to get sick.
Every now and then, Lu Yu's face was as white as if he had been sucked dry, and he looked out of the window nervously and coldly, as if there was a monster outside that was coveting his life. Fortunately, it only stopped there, although he looked extremely tired, he never forgot to toss Zhou Huaijing, and when the toss passed, dawn came, and he returned to his usual appearance.
Night hung over the city, and the bright lights tried to fight against the darkness, disturbing the silence with a different kind of noise.
It's been more than two months, I don't see the slightest snow shadow, but the air is still filled with the cold of winter, I don't know why, today is the cold air of the sky through the cold rain smashed down, falling on the body, there is no soft poetry of snow, only red. Naked biting cold.
When the rain smashed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zhou Huaijing raised his head and saw his figure reflected in the bright glass, and the rain was mottled by the orange light.
He was stunned, put down the score in his hand, and walked in the direction of the study.
The lights in the living room are all on, slowly extending into the darkness, leaving only a little residual color. Zhou Huaijing opened the study, the light inside was inexplicably turned off, and there was no light leaking in outside, and it could be seen that the heavy curtains were completely lowered, blocking all peeps that could come in from the outside.
Zhou Huaijing realized, he said into the darkness where he couldn't see his five fingers: "Second uncle? โ
There was a thud next to the cabinet in the corner.
Zhou Huaijing turned on the light with a click, and the warm light shone down. Almost at the same time as the electric light was turned on, a figure in the corner of the wall was struck by a gun, and a low wail was issued. Zhou Huaijing was stunned for a moment, the voice was so familiar, but it unfamiliarly emitted a frightened timbre that he had never imagined
He looked in the direction of the sound and couldn't help but open a pair of dark eyes.
The bookshelf leaned against a wall, about 30 centimeters away from the corner of the wall, and there was a figure there at this time, and the little beast that fled in a hurry kept trying to get into that space, as if it was being chased with nowhere to escape but to look for a sense of security with its back to danger in mourning. It's a pity that the big man of the "little beast" of more than 1.9 meters, no matter how thin he is, can't squeeze into the corner, struggling in vain, looking inexplicably a little happy.
Zhou Huaijing had never seen this scene, so he unconsciously scratched his head, was at a loss for a while, and took a step towards the man.
The man was frightened at the sound of footsteps, and his back trembled violently, and then he shook Suoso and tried to resist his approach with an aura of terror.
Zhou Huaijing had no experience, and he didn't know how to pity the poor land, bird, and walked over quickly, and then squatted down. He patted Lu Yu on the back. "Second uncle?"
Lu Yu was cornered, there was a wall in front of him, and there were people in the back, so he had to tremble in fear.
Zhou Huaijing was so curious that he couldn't do it, he squatted down, stretched out his two hands to hug Lu Yu's cheeks and turned around--the deep and handsome face was overwhelmingly fearful, and the narrow Danfeng eyes were strangely clear as water, secretly and cautiously opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.
Two equally pure and immaculate eyes looked at each other, each blinking twice.
The corners of Zhou Huaijing's mouth curled up with a soft smile, the recently raised baby fat made his smile a little childish, and the dimples on both sides made this smile like honey. He stretched out his index finger and gently stroked Lu Yu's eyelashes, and the pair of eyelashes were like butterflies touched by someone's fingertips, trembling and fanning.
The itch jumped from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart, Zhou Huaijing's heart beat violently, he retracted his fingers and licked it, and the addictive touch had dissipated.
Zhou Huaijing stared into his eyes and asked, "Second uncle, do you remember who I am?" โ
Lu Yu's unpretentious puzzled expression exposed the thoughts in his heart in a straightforward manner, and he seemed to be smiling as usual. He was still scared just now, but now he is face to face with Zhou Huaijing, but there is no fear in his heart. It's probably that he looks too delicate, and although his boyish look is weird, it is by no means offensive.
Zhou Huaijing tilted his head to look at him for a while, and then asked again: "Lu Yu, do you remember who I am?" This time I secretly changed the title.
Lu Yu is very sensitive to light, Zhou Huaijing moved his head, the shadow half blocked in front of his eyes moved, and the light shone straight through, so startled that he was looking for a place to escape, so he turned his body and buried his head in Zhou Huaijing's arms, covering his ears as if those rays of light did not exist, his body seemed to have found shelter, and he retracted into Zhou Huaijing's arms safely, and his back rose and fell twice because of nervous wheezing, and he quieted down.
Zhou Huaijing adapted quickly to the sudden embrace, and this night almost flattened a week's smile. He smiled and imitated the action of Lu Yu usually holding him, gently comforted the "boy" in his arms, rubbed his chin against the rough board inches, and smiled with satisfaction.
Zhou Huaijing's bad idea full of stomach came to the fore, this time there was no control, and he was going to scatter the girl's nonsense, and the dimples were deep and deep. He leaned into Lu Yu's ear and shouted, "Second uncle." โ
Lu Yu didn't react.
"Lu Yu."
Lu Yu didn't react.
"Daddy."
Lu Yu suddenly trembled, looked up at his handsome and decadent face, and there was still green stubble on his chin, and complained seriously and childishly: "Lu Yu doesn't want a father."
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Zhou Huaijing touched a handful of hard stubble, thought of Dr. Qin's words, and remembered Lu Yu's disgust for these two words, and asked in surprise: "Why don't you want Dad?" โ
Lu Xiaoniao suddenly plunged back into Zhou Huaijing's arms, arrogantly refusing to speak. However, where could Zhou Huaijing stand his strong coquettishness, he was pushed straight to the ground, and Lu Yu pressed on him.
The light was so bright that Lu Yu's eyes seemed to be burning, and he closed his eyes vigorously and waved his hands wildly, shouting miserably: "Light! Light! โ
Zhou Huaijing was hit in the waist by Lu Yu's sudden force, got up on the ground in pain, ran to turn off the light, and the darkness returned to this room.
Lu Yixiang was drained of strength, and he had exhausted all his efforts in the few noisy movements just now, and now he sat down on the ground in a gloomy manner, groping in the darkness and trying to get back into the corner.
Zhou Huaijing has a sensitivity to the darkness that is different from ordinary people, and when he heard Lu Yu's voice, he walked back without difficulty, squatted down and pushed Lu Yu back. Lu Yu didn't struggle, and shrunk quietly in his arms.
Zhou Huaijing felt the cold sweat on his head, and a trace of sadness flowed in his heart. He kissed Lu Yu's forehead soothingly and said, "Don't be afraid, there are no bad people here." โ
Lu Yu snorted.
There was a pause, and the darkness was so quiet that they could only hear each other's shallow breathing, and the sparse sound of rain crashing against the windows.
Zhou Huaijing pulled back the topic of Fang Cai: "Lu Yu, why don't you want a father?" โ
Lu Yu's fingers had been exploring a place that could be placed safely, and finally found the clothes on Zhou Huaijing's chest, and wrinkled his clothes with his hands. At this time, if someone else asks, he will only get a counterattack from his trapped beast-like vigilance, but Zhou Huaijing has a sense of security that makes him want to sleep peacefully, so he is like a child who has finally found a place for himself to accuse others of crimes, smelling the smell of Zhou Huaijing's body, gritting his teeth gloomily and saying: "Dad is a bad person." โ
Zhou Huaijing retorted: "But not all dads are bad people. โ
Lu Xiaoniao blinked his thick black eyelashes, stubbornly being taught, and added a definite sentence: "All dads are bad people." โ
Zhou Huaijing was unhappy, his father was not a bad person, and Lu Baba was not a bad person. "Lu Yu, you are too disobedient."
The reprimanded Lu Yu opened his phoenix eyes wide in the dark, if there was light now, Zhou Huaijing could see the grievances in his eyes and the moist tears.
Zhou Huaijing puffed out his mouth and said, "You don't believe it, I will be your father in the future, do you see if I am a bad person?" โ
Lu Xiaoniao stayed there, and he couldn't figure out that his father could be casual.
Zhou Huaijing accurately picked up his chin, and blended with his snort through the air: "Lu Yu, call Dad." โ
Lu Xiaoniao gave up thinking, and the warm familiar breath was wrapped in every breath, and it was in his blood.
"Daddy." A subwoofer is loaded with a tender, and the gorgeous tone turns into a brittle childishness.
Zhou Huaijing's fingers touched the board inch of the landing, revealing a small dimple, which was so sweet that it could be intoxicating, and nodded with a smile:
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