Lu Chuan and Su Mo are both geniuses in the cross talk world, but the two are completely different.

Lu Chuan's ability to enliven the atmosphere is very strong, as long as he is there, there is no cold time.

When Du Peng was still there before, when the two of them talked and responded, and the backstage did not stop, it was a very boring news, and after the two of them deduced it, it became much more interesting.

As long as there is Lu Chuan, it will not be cold.

There are smart students who carefully observe how Lu Chuan speaks in the background, and they have also learned a lot of skills.

On Sunday night, Su Mo sat in the corner, silently rubbing his three strings, occasionally plucking, extremely serious.

On the green flannel sofa diagonally opposite him, Lu Chuan was lying lazily on it, with his headphones hanging down on his chest, listening to the new student's recitation.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and Lu Chuan picked it up and saw that it was a call from his mother.

Lu Chuan's parents were built here, and he was the only son in the family, because he was abducted by his master to learn art since he was a child, which made his mother feel even more distressed.

As soon as Lu Chuan left home, Lu's mother would call him almost every day and ask him what he was doing now, how he slept last night, whether he ate in the morning, what he ate, whether he ate at noon, what he ate, and what he ate at night......

For Lu Chuan, who is already an adult, it is quite annoying to receive such a phone call every day that seems to be a regular and repeated recording.

If he doesn't answer, the next time he goes home, his mother will definitely cry and make trouble, saying that his son was raised for nothing.

"Hey, Mom."

"Lie down."

"I slept well."

"Ate it all day."

Lu Chuan finally finished coping, and asked Lu Chuan on the phone to give the phone to Su Mo.

Lu Chuan's mother, Chen Fang, was originally kind-hearted and very kind to Lu Chuan, a junior brother, but later learned that Su Mo's parents died, and she felt even more pity for him in her heart.

When Su Mo was still in Wenyuan Society before, Lu Chuan went home for the New Year, and Chen Fang asked Lu Chuan to bring Su Mo back, and he cared about Su Mo no less than Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan sat up from the sofa extremely impatiently, walked to Su Mo's side, and put the phone to his ear.

"Hey, Aunt Fang."

"I'm fine."

"Not tired."

"Well, he said there is no shortage of people in the society"

"yes, he won't let me come back."

Lu:???

It's been so many years, and my heart still hasn't gotten a little bigger, so I have been wronged a little bit, and I see who is suing whom.

"yes, okay." Su Mo agreed, raised his head and looked at Lu Chuan.

"Aunt Fang asked you to answer the phone." Su Mo said.

Lu Chuan frowned, picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

Chen Fang on the other side of the phone strongly condemned Lu Chuan's behavior, and warned Lu Chuan not to bully Su Mo again, otherwise he would look good.

Lu Chuan responded with a few words and hung up the phone.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of the year, because the little girl went to see Su Mo on Sunday night, the business of the barbershop became less and less, and finally before the New Year, it completely closed down.

Su Mo suddenly became an unemployed teenager, and could only temporarily live in Lin An's small rental house.

This time, there was no need for others to force him, Lu Chuan also knew that it was time to take Su Mo back.

In the corner of the backstage of the Wenyuan Society, Su Mo had already changed into a coat and lowered his head to carefully wipe his Yueqin.

Today's coat is bright yellow, and the cold white light hits it, which makes his whole person more transparent.

Lu Chuan tilted his head and looked at him quietly, in fact, he also liked these traditional instruments in his heart, and always felt that the sound made in them had a charm that guitars and basses did not have.

It's a pity that these things can't attract the attention of young people at all now.

Su Mo also seemed to be aware of Lu Chuan's existence, tilted his head to look at him, and then lowered his head as if he hadn't seen anything.

Lu Chuan walked over, leaned on the table in front of Su Mo, and faced him.

"Why do you like these things so much?"

Lu Chuan picked up the Yueqin that Su Mo had just wiped, gently plucked it twice, and put it down again.

Su Mo glanced up, hugged the Yueqin he had just touched in his arms, and wiped it again.

"I'm almost getting you to rub out the pulp." Lu Chuan said with a smile.

Su Mo has changed a lot since he came back this time, and he doesn't stick to him every day like he did when he was a child, and his eyes are weird. Because of what, Lu Chuan also knows it in his heart.

The changes in his family when he was young made Su Mo, who was already a little eccentric, more sensitive, so he and his master both loved him very much, and gradually got used to his temper, and he was very careful.

There are some things that must be said to his face in order to untie the knot in his heart.

"I'll talk to you about something." Lu Chuan said.

Su Mo stopped what he was doing and raised his head to look at Lu Chuan.

"I want you to come back and talk about cross talk." Lu Chuan was very serious.

Su Mo's eyes flashed, and then he lowered his head again, avoiding his gaze.

"Isn't there no shortage of people in your society?"

Lu Chuan sighed, he knew that Su Mo was still entangled in this matter in his heart.

"Anzi, they are also famous, they can save the bottom, I plan to open a small garden in the west of the city next year, and-"

Lu Chuan paused.

"The house over there is about to be renovated."

Hearing the words "Yuhuaju", Su Mo was stunned for a moment.

Yuhuaju is a villa area near the Wenyuan Society, and it is also the former residence of the master, where the two grew up together when they were children.

Later, the master passed away and the house was sold to someone else.

"Is it the one from before?" Su Mo raised his head and asked.

Lu Chuan nodded.

Su Mo looked at Lu Chuan's sly gaze and suddenly understood.

The two of them grew up together since childhood, what kind of character he has, Lu Chuan would not know, he expected that he would be difficult for him, so he prepared this hand early.

Although he knew that it was a trap, Su Mo couldn't say anything to refuse.

On the day of the New Year, the actors of the entire Wenyuan Club moved into the villa of Yuhuaju.

For the first meal in the new house, everyone discussed and ate a hot pot, on the one hand, to celebrate the housewarming, and on the other hand, to welcome Sunan.

Yang Yanqi took the students and actors to wash vegetables and cut meat in the kitchen, and Lu Chuan and Su Mo were in their rooms on the second floor.

Lu Chuan sat in his room, playing with his guitar, the display in his room was simple, and Su Mo's desk could be directly seen on his sofa.

Su Mo sat at the desk, playing the Yueqin, and the tea in the old porcelain cup on the table in front of him was still filled with a faint heat, lining his whole person like a fairy.

Lu Chuan really wanted to take his pair of flat gold wire-rimmed glasses for literature and art and put them on his nose.

Su Mo may have been greatly influenced by his master since he was a child, and he acted like an old gentleman in every move, and he usually liked to make himself a cup of tea when he was fine, Lu Chuan didn't understand what was good about that thing.

Thinking of this, Lu Chuan reached out to pick up the beer can on the ground and took a sip.

Su Mo's brows furrowed slightly.

Su Mo's fingers slowly plucked on the Yueqin, saying that cross talk is actually sometimes not just about kung fu, but also about some other music and talents.

For example, the Yueqin three-stringed transverse flute and the like, which can be brought to the stage to perform, the two of them have learned together since childhood.

Su Mo always had a shaft strength that Lu Chuan couldn't understand, when he first started learning Yueqin, the strings of Yueqin were hard, and his hands were bloody.

The master was distressed and advised him to learn a softer tone of the strings, but he didn't listen, and insisted on using his bloody fingers to play the Yueqin out of his own taste.

This matter was really incomprehensible to Lu Chuan, who was only a teenager at the time and could feel distressed for a long time when he lost a single strand of hair.

Lu Chuan sat up, held the guitar in his arms, and played twice, he hadn't performed on stage in the past few days, and his hands were a lot rusty.

After a few casual fiddles, he was really not interested, and when he looked up, Su Mozheng looked down at the piano score seriously, all of which were remnants of the scores sorted out by some masters, some of which were difficult to identify.

Lin An suddenly poked out half of his little head at his door, directly blocking Lu Chuan's sight.

"Brother Chuan."

"What's the matter?"

Lin An walked in and sat next to Lu Chuan.

"Senior brother is back, who should I talk to?" Lin An asked.

When Su Mo came to play before, he was temporarily with Lu Chuan, and now if he officially returns to the club, he should have a fixed partner of his own.

"Follow me." Lu Chuan naturally answered.

"Then how tired you are, after praising your senior brother every day, you have to play your own again."

Lu Chuan lowered his head and fiddled with the guitar in his hand twice, and asked nonchalantly, "Why do you play my own?" ”

Tease is the C position among the two actors in cross talk, and there are more opportunities to perform, and it is also the position that attracts the most fans.

Lu Chuan is currently the best among his peers in terms of popularity and strength in the cross talk world, so he always feels a pity that he has made green leaves to set off southern Jiangsu.

"In our club, if you can catch me, except for Gu Lao, there is only Daqi left, can you give him to me?" Lu Chuan raised his eyebrows at Lin Anyi.

Daqi is Lin An's partner Yang Yanqi, who has always specialized in teasing before, and later cooperated with Lin An for a period of time and turned to teasing.

Lin An lowered his head and paused, and then said: "Then the audience will definitely disagree, if the special show can't sell tickets......"

"Aren't there still Su Mo's fans?"

Lu Chuan said indifferently.

There seems to be nothing wrong with this logic.

But Lin An's two little eyes blinked, and he still didn't think it was appropriate.

Why did he always feel that Lu Chuan and Su Mo wanted to be together, not only for this reason.