It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

Chapter 4 Acquaintance

The moonlight is spreading, dripping all over the dimly lit path not far away.

The names Xie Muran and Givenchy called Lu Jinchen flashed through He Zishu's mind, and by accident, he subconsciously called out "Brother".

After realizing the fact that "given his relationship with Team Lu, this title is too close", he gritted his teeth, and called out "Team Lu" as if it was a deadlock.

Lu Jin frowned deeply, and He Zishu raised his heart.

In the middle of the night, whether it is moving or entering the game, it is not very convenient.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Lu Jinchen glanced around, and finally landed on He Zishu again.

His gaze was lowered, as if he had been woken up, and the appearance of being sober and sleepy made He Zishu a little timid for no reason.

"An, Sister An said it would be more appropriate for me to live here first, if Captain Lu thinks..."

"I didn't mean that." Lu Jinchen interrupted, frowning.

He Zishu lived here, so Lin Jiaan naturally greeted him.

If he didn't nod, no matter how high-sounding reasons Lin Jiaan had, He Zishu wouldn't be able to get in.

However, He Zishu's original room was not here.

So when Lu Jinchen saw the faint light, he thought it was Xie Muran who was hiding and eating in the middle of the night again.

Lu Jin calmed down: "Why don't you go back to your room?"

He Zishu almost wanted to pack up and leave on the spot.

Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and cautiously replied: "The room has not been used for a long time, and it is ventilated."

Lu Jinchen obviously had no patience, and politely replied "Yes".

He Zishu had nothing to say, and politely responded with an "um".

When the day came to this point, both of them had no intention of continuing the conversation.

Xu wanted to find a passable common language to end the conversation, but Lu Jin lowered his eyes slightly and said "Go to bed early".

Immediately afterwards, he subconsciously raised his hand, trying to turn off the redundant and dazzling decorative lights beside the door.

The light was so dazed that it even felt faintly hot when it hit his body.

But the moment Lu Jin touched the switch with his fingertips, he suddenly heard a hurried sentence——

"Don't close!"

The voice trembled slightly, curled up by the looming wind, inexplicably a little cold.

Lu Jinchen's fingers stopped for a moment when he touched it, and his eyes sank.

He puts his hands down and turns around.

He Zishu stood in front of the half-open French window, his movements froze, his chest heaving rapidly.

But because of the suppressed breathing, it seemed extraordinarily strenuous.

Apart from "scared", I couldn't find any more suitable words to describe it.

This person... is afraid?

This thought hit Lu Jinchen's heart all of a sudden.

He didn't even know if He Zishu was afraid of him turning off the lights, or himself, or both.

"Afraid of the dark?" Lu Jinchen turned around and spoke tentatively with a cool tone.

But he couldn't figure out, when did He Zishu add the problem of "fear of the dark"?

He Zishu lowered his head in panic and remained silent.

It's as if he wasn't even ready for it, and he just yelled to stop instinctively.

Lu Jinchen didn't want to embarrass him.

Just when he was about to scramble to avoid it, the man said in a muffled voice, "It's not that I'm afraid."

"Just don't like it very much."

The voice was suppressed, and it always felt like a soft cry.

For some reason, Lu Jinchen suddenly remembered He Zishu's "brother" when he entered the door.

It was also because of that "brother" that he stopped.

Lu Jinchen knew very well in his heart that if there was no "brother", he and He Zishu would still meet unprepared.

He saw, but only saw, nothing more.

The doctor said that He Zishu's memory stayed seven or eight years ago, when there was no APEX.

Naturally, without him, Lu Jinchen.

But Lu Jinchen remembered that He Zishu followed behind him, and when everyone else was calling "Team Lu", he was the only one who called "Brother" for a long time.

"Just don't like it very much", a lame excuse, a reason that can be broken with a poke.

He Zishu didn't want to talk, and he didn't want to ask.

Lu Jinchen suddenly wanted to smoke.

But when his hand was stuck to the side seam of the windbreaker pocket, he remembered that Lin Jiaan had confiscated it on the grounds that "he smoked too much recently" and handed it all over to his assistant.

Lu Jinchen let out a "tsk" a little irritably.

Seeing He Zishu looking up at him cautiously, the restlessness became more and more serious for no reason.

This uncontrolled emotion sucks.

And the culprit... is the person in front of him.

Lu Jin turned around, without even saying a word of courtesy, and closed the door.

He Zishu was stunned for a while, then trotted forward.

Looking at Lu Jinchen's back, he said in a very low voice: "Captain Lu go to bed early."

He didn't care whether Lu Jinchen heard it or not.

The moment the door was closed, He Zishu jumped onto the bed in three steps at a time, and lay on his back somewhat exhausted.

He turned his face sideways, looked at the flickering stars outside the window, and let out a long sigh.

The master doesn't want to see him so much, shouldn't he have the self-knowledge to "get out".

Half asleep and half awake, He Zishu was still thinking about how to find a reasonable and reasonable reason to move out.

He didn't know, he didn't want to see his "master" in his mouth, and after searching for half an hour, he finally found a pack of cigarettes.

Standing on the balcony, smoking all night.

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He Zishu stayed in the villa like this for several days, and the task Lin Jiaan gave him every day was to recognize people.

A thick pile of information.

Up to Le Qing, Li Xing executives, famous directors in the industry, first-line actors, down to important service channels and stage managers who have cooperated.

According to the degree of necessity and the degree of "trouble" that would be caused if they were not recognized, they were divided into several categories, and they were all stuffed in.

In order not to be too official, a lot of scandals and gossip were even mixed in.

"I don't know how to sit on a blanket in such a small amount. I just came out of the hospital with my front foot, and don't go in with my back foot." When Liu Xia entered the door, he saw He Zishu wearing a thin short sleeve and sitting on the ground.

"Look at what you're wearing here, with this hole, that hole, if you can feel a little self-conscious about being a patient."

"The clothes are just like this." He Zishu blinked his eyes wearing a pair of framed glasses, "You don't understand."

"Hurry up and change it for me." Liu Xia handed over the pills, "I forgot to take the medicine again today!"

He Zishu raised his hand to take it without even water.

Squeeze two pills out of the tablet against the palm of your hand.

Then stuff it into your mouth.

The astringent taste came up from the root of his tongue after he knew it, and the bitterness made his whole face wrinkled into a bun. He couldn't help but ask, "Why is it so bitter?"

"You can forget about it." Liu Xia said angrily.

After a long time, He Zishu's face was still wrinkled, looking like he was in pain.

Liu Xia endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and put the medicine board in front of He Zishu's eyes, shaking it loudly.

"Did you see the words under warm water?!"

"Did you see the doctor's order?!"

"Would you still take the medicine?!"

"I saw it." He Zishu covered his ears, "Mother Liu."

"I don't have a son like you!"

"I've finished reading all the materials Sister An asked me to read, and I've also finished watching all the videos you asked me to watch." He Zishu sat cross-legged on the bed with a blanket on.

Liu Xia gathered the blanket inside, "And then?"

"You said that the Lu team helped me join Leqing, right?"

Liu Xia stopped what she was doing, and tapped her fingers on the bed twice intentionally or unintentionally.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Strictly speaking, he didn't help you, but he chose you."

Liu Xia and He Zishu met by chance.

He Zishu was 17 years old that year, a sophomore in high school.

Wearing a provincial key school uniform, standing in the famous local "wild area" - a bar street.

The schoolbag was still hanging on his shoulders neatly, and his unshaven figure looked extraordinarily thin compared to the people who came and went.

He looked like a young man with red roots, but he was holding more than a dozen leaflets of different colors and full of visual impact.

He blinked his eyes and said word by word: "Are you recruiting singers? I'm here to apply."

Not at all timid.

At that time, Liu Xia was pulled out from the Internet cafe next door by his father.

On the corner of the street, he met He Zishu.

A work-study student who is a good student.

A bully who climbs walls and fires cannons.

That garish school uniform, in the current environment, seriously stimulated the little bully's self-esteem.

Liu Xia's father, in order to let Liu Xia get a little bit of fairy spirit, and he is afraid that after this red-lipped and white-toothed boy is rejected, he will turn his head and go to another house to do night business, so he might as well put He Zishu under his nose and help him. Recruited as a part-time job.

Liu Xia obviously didn't think so.

He felt that anyone who dared to come here with a schoolbag on his back to "make a living" might be somewhere wild.

Maybe the clothes on his body were also picked up from the next street.

He also lied to his father.

So I didn't have any good self-reported number: "Fourteen Middle School, Liu Xia."

And San Haosheng, who was so fairy-like in his father's eyes, blinked, his eyes full of innocence: "Wing Chun, Ip Man."

From then on, "Liangzi" ended.

It turned out that everyone in the bar knew that the little boss didn't like that little part-time job very much.

Later, everyone in the bar knew that the little boss liked that little part-time job very much.

Later, even Liu Xia almost forgot how she had "befriended" this person for eight years.

Like this, He Zishu hid in the small bar of Liu Xia's house and sang songs for a year in peace.

At that time, He Zishu was not called He Zishu.

He took off his understated coat and wore a black mask that covered half of his face. He looks very sassy, ​​but he is very good-natured. He sings whatever others order.

No temper at all, nor picky.

I also formed a temporary small band with several singers who are resident in Liu Xia Bar.

He also took a name that is suitable for the situation and the second grade-Blood.

Liu Xia often couldn't tell whether He Zishu came here for singing, or for the few thousand yuan living wages.

Until the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, he met Lu Jinchen.

Everything is different.

As the oldest record company, Li Xing was almost unmatched in the early days.

However, the lack of follow-up strength, and because of the divestment of some important partners and the turmoil, the operation chain was broken and declined step by step.

It has become the existence of "tasteless to eat, but a pity to discard" in the circle.

But the skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and after being acquired by Gu's, it was so strong that it almost reached the top of the industry.

In order not to let Li Xing's family dominate, Le Qing avoided his edge and successfully fought a roundabout battle.

From "individual singer" to "day group", "APEX" was formed.

And only such a band was built.

The ambition speaks for itself.

Use it as the biggest bargaining chip, suppress Li Xing's momentum, and grab a piece of the pie.

Lu Jinchen was the appointed captain from the beginning.

And He Zishu was picked up by Lu Jinchen from the bar.

Liu Xia still remembered.

When Lu Jinchen came, He Zishu was wearing a white T-shirt that was one size too big.

Under the dim light of the bar, sitting on the graffitied high chair whose original color cannot be seen, humming a country tune.

It can't even be called a formal performance.

It was what He Zishu usually used to open his voice.

It is the kind of "art" that Liu Xia can't understand and can't appreciate, except for pretending to shout "Miao, Miao, ah, Miao, Miao, ah".

At that time, Liu Xia only noticed Lu Jin's protruding face, watching him sitting in the corner and listening to the whole process.

At the curtain call, under layer after layer of overlapping colored lights, amidst circle after circle of girls laughing and joking.

Lu Jinchen got up slowly, walked towards He Zishu, and stood still.

Liu Xia didn't know what Lu Jinchen said to He Zishu, but only knew that the man left a sentence "Boss, this man will lend me a loan".

He Zishu never "come back".

In his small bar, there is no such person as "Blood" anymore.

And Leqing's trump card "APEX".

There is one more lead singer who turned out to be He Zishu.

The author has something to say: The child was actually cheated away, and the old man Lu is very bad!