We agreed on a fake marriage, why is the queen playing it for real with me?

"Yun Xiaoran is Gu Yun himself!"

Zhou Zeyu looked at the homepage in front of him and blurted out subconsciously, then opened his mouth for a long time without making any sound.

After the color on his face changed from purple to blue, green to red, Zhou Zeyu slowly typed on the keyboard with a wonderful expression on his face:

"Kid, you are invincible. What else can I say?"

Just as Yun Xiaoran was about to send a smile to show his respect, Zhou Zeyu popped up two messages in succession:

"You... Fuck! Fuck! Guyun, fuck you, you dog, you deceived me so badly."

"Are you here to play the pig and eat the tiger? I'm done with you (smiley face)"

Yun Xiaoran pretended to be aggrieved and sent a message:

"You didn't ask me, so why are you blaming me?"

Zhou Zeyu sat at the computer desk in front of him. The sky was cloudy but soon calmed down.

The author of this song is my good friend, and I can even curry favor with him now.

You can imagine what comes next.

The copyright of this song will definitely be fought over by many people, and even for every song that Gu Yun releases next, there will definitely be entertainment companies that send people to snatch the copyright or even the cover rights.

What are you waiting for?

Zhou Zeyu decided to hold on to Yun Xiaoran's thigh in advance, and his attitude towards him was naturally more warm. After worshipping him for a while, he started to talk about the old topic and thought about meeting Zhou Zeyu in person.

Since the two of them have been chatting online, they are both in the same city.

"Boss Guyun, let's meet up for a gay date. As long as you can come out, I'll take you to the club and give you a dozen hot girls of all styles for you to choose from. I'll keep my word..."

“…No, I’m not interested in these.”

Yun Xiaoran skillfully rejected this offline single-kill area.

This so-called newlywed wife is really enough every day, if you really take her to the club to order hot girls.

Then Yun Xiaoran must be like the author of the novel he loved most in his previous life, who talks a lot but is actually a virgin.

but.

The important point is.

The girls in these clubs are all technology and hardcore

If we really compare, more than twenty hot girls combined may not be able to be compared with Shen Jin.

The figure of his new wife was even more perfect than the woman in Al's portrait in his previous life. She was outstanding, both in appearance, figure and temperament.

Her every move and gesture on daily basis doesn't seem like that of an ordinary girl.

But the more this happened, the more pressure Yun Xiaoran felt.

"If you really don't like hot girls, then let's go find a restaurant to eat. I want to ask you for some songwriting tips. After all, you have a big shot by your side, so why not use him?"

Considering that Yun Xiaoran was unwilling to come out after being asked out several times, he might be a fat otaku who lacked confidence, so he said:

"I am not a superficial person who judges people by their appearance."

"What the hell, if you want to know songwriting tips, you can just call me or send me a message."

“I don’t feel like sending a message.”

"You're a songwriter and singer, and you still want to feel it?"

Zhou Zeyu was determined to ask Yun Xiaoran out:

"Brother Yun, you are not a good virgin who I want to ruin for you, nor are you a fencing fanatic who wants to spar with you. Besides, you have deceived me since yesterday, isn't it enough for today?"

When Yun Xiaoran saw Zhou Zeyu complaining like this, he felt a little shaken. He came to this city alone and didn't have any friends.

The main reason is that Zhou Zeyu has a good personality, unlike his newlywed wife who has a stern face all day long.

"Well, if that's the case, then it wouldn't be a bad idea to meet."

"Let's schedule it for the day after tomorrow."

……

In nearly half a day, the recording and singing equipment that I bought online for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan finally arrived.

Although it's not as good as those big brands, it's enough as long as it can express the flavor of the song.

Yun Xiaoran quickly finished writing the lyrics. This time he chose the most popular song in his previous life, "Blue and White Porcelain".

Before he finished composing the music, Zhou Zeyu started calling Yun Xiaoran in a hurry.

"Brother Yun, is there anything wrong?"

"what happened?"

Yun Xiaoran was completely confused. Didn't they agree to meet for the day after tomorrow? Why was he in such a hurry after only half a day?

"Come out, where are you? I'll pick you up."

"okay."

Yun Xiaoran was confused, but still went out.

This is probably the travel logic of boys. They may only be able to attend a gathering of 30% of the time after carefully planning various strategies, but they have to be there when their friends call them casually.

If the level of the meeting rises from a cigarette to a bottle of iced tea, it may become a national event.

Yun Xiaoran didn't want Zhou Zeyu to know that he lived in Longhu Blue Coast, so they made an appointment at a roadside coffee shop.

Yun Xiaoran was dressed casually. Although the two planets were different, his clothing styles were pretty much the same.

"I'm here, where are you?"

He had just sent the message when the door of a silver-grey sports car that looked like a Porsche was opened from the inside in the temporary parking lane two or three meters ahead.

A tall and thin man, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, got out of the car and noticed Yun Xiaoran, who was extremely handsome, not far ahead. His eyes lit up, but he also felt that it was impossible.

Gu Yun was so resistant to meeting people in person, and he was a songwriter. In Zhou Zeyu's imagination, Yun Xiaoran must be a fat otaku, at least weighing over 180 pounds.

It must not be the man in front who looks more handsome than him.

He picked up his phone and made a voice call to Yun Xiaoran.

Yun Xiaoran's phone vibrated. As Zhou Zeyu's pupils gradually widened, he picked up the phone and took a look.

Subconsciously, he raised his head and looked at Zhou Zeyu who was holding a mobile phone.

The two were very surprised when their eyes met and confirmed each other's identities.

Yun Xiaoran had just noticed a man getting off a new energy vehicle, but he didn't think that he was Zhou Zeyu.

He knew that Zhou Zeyu's family might have a little money, but he didn't expect that he was already rich enough to drive a new SU7 out...

Zhou Zeyu was also stunned now.

It’s okay that Gu Yunge is an awesome writer, but how come he’s so handsome?

Even wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, he still stands out in the crowd.

He is definitely better than all the young and old actors in the entertainment industry.

Although he was extremely surprised in his heart, he was driven by the good family education he received since childhood.

Zhou Zeyu quickly stepped forward and extended his hand to Yun Xiaoran, praising him sincerely:

"Brother Yun, I'm glad to see you. You're much more handsome than I thought."

Yun Xiaoran didn't expect that the funny guy he had been chatting with for so many days turned out to be such a serious and handsome young rich second-generation. He stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party, looking a little reserved:

"Thank you, I'm glad to meet you too. My name is Yun Xiaoran, you can just call me by my name from now on."