After marrying an idol

It is estimated that Sheng Chi never thought about the lethality of these words coming out of his mouth. It is completely tantamount to being in a state of unrequited love after chasing stars, and suddenly being hugged and kissed by idols.

No, a home run hit.

Yin Yan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and meditated three times in his heart to stabilize.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Sheng Chi picking up the A4 paper on the coffee table and handing it over: "Let's take a look at this again."

"...Uh, good." Yin Yan took the paper and asked, "Do you want me to fill this in now?"

Sheng Chi smiled: "No, we're not interviewing, I'll just pick a few questions to understand."

Yin Yan nodded: "Yes."

Sheng Chi: "You can't lie."

Yin Yan raised his eyes and said seriously: "No."

Sheng Chi stared at him, and after a few seconds, his peachy eyes narrowed, his eyes were affectionate and tender: "How many times have you been in love? From childhood to now."

"I..." To Yin Yan, this question seemed a bit embarrassing: "I haven't talked about it yet."

"Not once?" Sheng Chi was surprised by this answer, his eyes flickered, and he confirmed: "Didn't we talk about it in junior high school and high school years?"

Yin Yan pursed her lips: "At that time, my mind was on study, I never thought about it."

When Yin Yan was studying, he didn't look frustrated, and he didn't have pimples on his face. He wore the old-fashioned school uniform. There is always someone else.

Sheng Chi's mood improved inexplicably, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and he asked again: "Is there anyone around you who is pursuing you now?"

To be honest, just two days ago, Ji Lingang handed over a gift to himself for the department flower of the Chinese Department.

Yin Yan truthfully said: "Yes."

"Then you." Sheng Chi's brows and eyes moved: "Did you agree?"

Yin Yan shook his head: "The gift has already been returned."

"Well." Sheng Chi's lips curled up, and he said, "Although our relationship is fake, I still hope to bear it during the contract period, and you are a student now, so don't spend your mind on feelings. If you want I can buy you a present."

Even though he knew it was fake, Yin Yan still felt warm and nodded obediently.

Sheng Chi: "I'll ask you another private question."

Yin Yan: "Tell me."

"In your heart, once a real relationship is confirmed." Sheng Chi asked, "How long will it take to accept a wet kiss?"

Hearing this, Yin Yan froze for a moment.

"This..." Yin Yan has no experience in relationships, so he doesn't know at all, so he can only estimate the time: "It's about half a year."

"Half a year?" Sheng Chi couldn't help laughing, "That's six months."

Yin Yan didn't quite understand what Sheng Chi was laughing at, and asked blankly, "Is it too fast?"

"No." Sheng Chi shook his head: "I'm just trying to figure it out, and I'm worried that when grandma asks me how far I've reached with my little boyfriend, I won't be able to grasp the time."

Yin Yan was grabbed by the "little boyfriend", and asked back: "Then how long will you be able to accept it?"

"Me." Sheng Chi's voice was lazy, with a unique provocative atmosphere: "If I like him, I will want to wet kiss him all the time."

Yin Yan's face suddenly became hot, thinking about it all the time, thinking about it all the time...

"But if you don't accept the kiss within half a year." Sheng Chi repeated his words, tilted his head and thought for a while, "When grandma asks about us, I will say that we have been together for two years."

Sheng Chi smiled: "Is it possible to have love in two years?"

"..."

Yin Yan's cheeks flushed instantly.

Not to mention that there was no such day, Yin Yanguang felt chest tightness and shortness of breath thinking about that scene, looked at Sheng Chi and said, "Do we, do we want to understand such a large scale?"

He asked very seriously, his eyes were wide open, and his shiny pupils looked particularly clean and beautiful.

Sheng Chi rolled his eyes amusedly, rested his right elbow on the coffee table and put his palm on his chin, looking at him carefully.

This action immediately gave Yin Yan a more direct and strong visual impact.

Yin Yan only felt that it was too close, so close that he could clearly see Shengchi's handsome facial features as measured by a ruler, and the ink-like sword eyebrows pressed against a pair of light-colored eyes, making those eyes very gentle and attractive.

Sheng Chi raised his eyebrows, and said with a silent sense of oppression: "Is it very big?"

Yin Yan's lips whispered: "...it's okay."

Who made you my idol!

Everything you say is right.

Yin Yan despises himself for being worthless in his heart, but at the same time thinks this is Shengchi.

Don't talk about the scale, even if one day Sheng Chi puts forward some excessive demands, I will do my best to satisfy the idol!

Sheng Chi smiled, and was about to say: "I..."

At this time, the black mobile phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, and the two pairs of eyes looked at it in unison.

The word "Xu Gou" jumped on the screen.

Sheng Chi reached out to pick up the phone, and said to Yin Yan, "Take a call first."

Yin Yan hummed.

He said he was answering the phone, but Sheng Chi didn't get up, but changed his posture and leaned against the edge of the sofa, with his long legs bent, his left wrist resting on his knee, and his index finger gently stroking the fabric.

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Sheng Chi paused with his index finger, chuckled and cursed: "Get lost."

Sheng Chi's voice was hoarse, deep and pleasant, with a faint breath.

"I come and you give me the song?"

"That's not coming, it's not for me."

"It's none of your business."

"Your own band is in a mess, and you still have time to take care of me..."

Yin Yan couldn't help but look at him curiously with the lazy and charming ending and the casual and natural words.

At this time, Sheng Chi looked over as if he had sensed it.

"..."

Sheng Chi's eyebrows and eyes were deep, and when he was stared at, it was as if he had been illuminated by a searchlight. Yin Yan moved his fingertips, suppressed his heartbeat and looked at each other for a few seconds before pretending to look elsewhere calmly.

Seeing this, Sheng Chi smiled and tilted his head thoughtfully.

It seems that the child has been uncomfortable since entering the house. First, he sat on the sofa obediently, but now he is cross-legged in a regular manner. The small one does not take up any space at all, like a teacup that is a bit shy when you just bring it home dog.

Sheng Chi suddenly had a strange idea, put him in the cup, would he be so obedient.

The other end of the phone protested against his silence, Sheng Chi came back to his senses, amused by his unrealistic thoughts, and refused: "I won't come, I'm not free today, I'll comment another day."

hang up the phone.

Sheng Chi sat up a little bit straighter: "Xu Boyan, do you know him?"

Yin Yan was stunned for a moment, and said slightly surprised: "The other end of the phone is the lead singer of the Sunny band, Xu Boyan?"

Sheng Chi frowned imperceptibly: "Like him?"

"...No." Yin Yan opened his mouth: "My roommate likes this band very much."

Sunny band, a very popular underground rock band in China, became popular ten years ago to be precise.

Although Yin Yan is Sheng Chi's die-hard loyalist, he has heard about the fame of the Sunny band. The band was originally composed of lead singer Xu Boyan, drummer Daidai, bassist Pei Shi, keyboard player and leader A Bai, guitarist Su chestnut composition.

But Su Li died in a car accident three years ago, and now Sunny's guitarist is Li Zhun.

After thinking about it, it's not surprising that Sheng Chi knew Xu Boyan.

The two are talented and have outstanding personalities. Excellent people are attracted to each other.

Sheng Chi asked: "Do you like listening to their songs?"

Yin Yan said truthfully, "It's okay."

Sheng Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, as if interested: "Where's mine?"

Yin Yan: "...um."

Sheng Chi: "Well, what do you mean, like it or not?"

Yin Yan pursed her lower lip: "I like it."

After finishing speaking, I added another sentence in my heart: super invincible likes it.

Sheng Chi raised his eyebrows lightly: "Then you think it's me who sings better, or Xu Baoyan who sings better."

This question directly surprised Yin Yan.

It made him feel that Shengchi was a little childish, and Yin Yan thought it was a little funny.

There is no doubt that in his mind, it must be Shengchi.

But Xu Boyan is Sheng Chi's friend...

Yin Yan replied with an answer that neither side offended: "Both are nice."

Sheng Chi's voice was soft and deep: "I'm stingy."

Yin Yan was at a loss for words without a reason: "Huh?"

Sheng Chi looked at him, his eyes fell on Yin Yan's slightly opened lips, and then he moved away calmly, turned on the phone with his head down, and said with a smile: "It's nothing." The tone was light and quick.

Yin Yan suddenly became more curious about the meaning behind this sentence, and the understatement of "nothing" tested his heart more than not speaking.

People who are engaged in art may like to leave blank space like this, and think it is cool.

But Yin Yan knew that Sheng Chi was not pretending to be cool, he was just such a person.

He also knows that Sheng Chi's blank space is very intriguing.

Sheng Chi was on a talk show before. At that time, he had just released his fourth album. There was a song in the album called "Desolation". The tone of the whole song was rather sad. The host also did his homework. It is written in the lyrics that seeing the tears flow will soften the heart, will Sheng Tianwang also soften the heart because of a person's tears in life?

The host thought that Sheng Chi would talk about topics related to his usual creation, so he could conduct in-depth interviews.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Chi would not take the usual path, he thought about it, and said that tears would only make me excited.

This sentence aroused boos from the audience below, and asked Tian Wang with a devilish voice why he was so excited?

The host immediately said that male fans should not get too excited, your idols are talking about women, right?However, Sheng Chi smiled: "Not necessarily."

The audience was excited again, and the host wanted to kneel down to Sheng Chi, sighing and saying that he really deserves to be an artist.

Sure enough, after the broadcast of that episode, a new topic of "Sheng Chi's sexuality is a mystery" appeared. The sentence "Not necessarily" caused Sheng Chi's male fans to increase almost exponentially, and later became an interview with Sheng Chi. One of the must-throw stalks.

Yin Yan also watched that interview, and after reading it, he felt that Sheng Chi's speech was foul, which made people think too wildly.

Just like now...

well!He belongs to the mentality of a fan, he doesn't have any ideas worthy of his imagination, but he just can't help but want to explore the subtext behind the idol.

"What do you want for lunch?" Sheng Chi suddenly asked, "Do you like anything?"

Yin Yan snapped back to his senses, picked up his phone and checked the time, it was actually noon.

"I can do it."

Sheng Chi: "Then order according to my usual taste, can I eat spicy food?"

Yin Yan said: "I can eat spicy food."

5 minute later.

Sheng Chi ordered a good meal, put away his phone, and said, "This is a homemade dish, and the taste is not bad."

After finishing speaking, he pressed the carpet with one hand and stood up: "It will be delivered in 10 minutes. It's okay to stay here now. Do you want to take a look upstairs?"

Yin Yan was flattered to hear Sheng Chi's invitation: "Is it okay?"

Sheng Chi glanced at him, smiled with a long breath, imitated his tone and asked back: "What do you think?"

"..."

Sheng Chi turned and went upstairs: "Auntie will come here to clean on Fridays. There are usually no people there. You can treat this place as a house you rent outside. When grandma comes, just don't wear clothes."

After going upstairs, Yin Yan understood why the first floor was clean and tidy, because in addition to the three bedrooms on the second floor, there was also a huge studio with pianos, guitars and other instruments in it, and music scores and paper balls everywhere on the floor.

It is not an exaggeration to use the word "garbage room" to describe it.

"...It's a bit messy." Sheng Chi opened the studio, coughed lightly, bent down to pick up the music scores scattered on the floor, and put them on the piano panel: "I don't like others tidying up my things. Once they tidy up, I can't find them." It's here."

Yin Yan deeply thinks so.

He stood at the door and looked at everything in the house—the room had no windows for sound insulation, and it was dark during the day, like a quiet forest.

Those classic arrangements and exciting lyrics were all born from this "forest".

Although Yin Yan doesn't know music, but for a moment, it seems that he "heard" the language in the room, and everything he looked at was full of beautiful notes.

He is like an explorer, carefully exploring the world of idols.

Stepping up and walking in slowly, I suddenly stepped on something under my feet, bowed my head, and saw a sheet of music that had been smashed and unfolded again.

Yin Yan picked it up and asked, "Do you still want this one?"

Sheng Chi turned his head, came over and looked at his hand, with a somewhat tasteless expression on his face, reached out to take it, crumpled it up again, and threw it into the wastebasket: "Forget it."

Yin Yan glanced at the "inspiration" that was about to overflow from the wastebasket, and couldn't help asking: "Do you usually create in this room?"

"Most of them are done here." Sheng Chi said, "Is it different from what I imagined."

Yin Yan shook his head: "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, he felt that it was too perfunctory, and he immediately saluted the idol seriously: "Actually, artists' rooms are like this, messy but not dirty is art."

Sheng Chi blinked, and suddenly smiled: "You all chase stars like this."

Yin Yan looked at Sheng Chi's smiling face, a little confused.

Sheng Chi looked at him, and said in a slow voice, "Dare to sign the contract without reading it, dare to come here by taxi after meeting twice, and now you are still flaunting it."

Yin Yan was taken aback, and said in a low voice in embarrassment: "You are not someone else."

Not to mention taking a taxi to come here, even if you want to fly halfway around the world, you will be desperate.

"Yes, I'm not someone else, oh and more." Sheng Chi laughed for a moment, and then remembered something: "Change your name, don't just call you, it sounds like you are ten years older."

"Then you... what do you think is the right name?" Yin Yan asked.

"Do you want to be an idol too?" Sheng Chi reminded with a smile in his eyes, "Just think about how you will call each other after marriage."

After marriage?

Yin Yan thought for a while.

After marriage...

After marriage, it seems to be called...

A title suddenly flashed in his mind, and Yin Yan's face gradually turned red.

Sheng Chi: "What's your name after marriage?"

"..."

Yin Yan choked for a moment, clenched his fingers tightly, and blushed even more.