After the paste, I took off with Dashen fans

After lingering, the two lost sleepiness and simply sat on the sofa and chatted.

Yi Xiao held Jiang Qinian in his arms from behind, rested his chin lightly on his neck, rubbed against him lightly, pretending to be wronged and said, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

What he was talking about was the radio question and answer section mentioned in Jiang Qinian's Weibo.

Jiang Qinian only said that he used to be his fan, and slowly got out of that dark memory relying on his liking for him.

At that time, he was concerned about Jiang Qinian's mood, so he didn't dare to ask further questions, but he didn't expect that there was such a fate behind it.

"I told you, what can you do?" Jiang Qinian smiled, "Or is it because you dislike me that you become a fan because you are attracted by your works?"

"Of course not!" Yi Xiao lightly touched Jiang Qinian's neck with the tip of his teeth, as if angry, "Don't talk nonsense, how could I dislike you."

I just don't want to be the last to know everything about you.

But Yi Xiao was embarrassed to say this, and finally just rested his chin on Jiang Qinian's shoulder sullenly, and sighed: "Fortunately, I didn't talk nonsense that day, otherwise I might not have met you."

"Huh? Then what did you want to say?" Jiang Qinian turned his head to look at him.

"Actually, I don't know either." Yi Xiao smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "After all, you know my experience at that time. When I didn't understand anything, I took money out of my career in a daze. I haven't made my own way yet. I understand, how dare I say what I hope others will become in the future, isn't this delaying people."

"Then what you said at that time..." Jiang Qinian was suspicious.

"Of course it's made up. Isn't it right for people to study hard? This kind of omnipotent answer can't make mistakes." Yi Xiao raised his eyebrows, quite proud, "As for the remaining few sentences, I improvised them on the spot. Who knew a certain little idiot would do so foolishly."

"But this is also good, um, I have booked a boyfriend in advance, and a boyfriend who can give me golden thighs."

"Hmph, who is your boyfriend." Jiang Qinian bumped Yi Xiao's head, angrily turned his head away and ignored Yi Xiao.

Yi Xiao laughed until his chest trembled, he tightened his arms and brought Jiang Qinian back into his arms, but a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Those words back then were said to be unintentional, but they were actually intentional.

That radio show was produced by Xinxing Entertainment itself, and the artists in the company were asked to be on duty 24 hours a day as anchors. The popular ones went during the prime time, and the bad ones had to go to night shows that no one wanted.

Yi Xiao's combination started to stretch as soon as they debuted, so naturally they couldn't get a good position.

Yi Xiao still remembers that late night broadcasting room, the empty room, only he and all kinds of equipment for company, and there are only a few night-time staff outside, turning into a few blurred shadows through the glass.

The high-rises on the 16th floor cannot see the lights of thousands of houses, and can only see the winding traffic rushing towards the distance.

For a moment, Yi Xiao felt a little lonely, this was not the life he wanted.

And when Jiang Qinian asked that sentence, what Yi Xiao subconsciously said was actually a little wish buried in his heart.

It's just that he didn't expect that although that wish was far away from him at the time, it finally saved him and Jiang Qinian.

This may also be a kind of providence.

It's actually pretty good, Yi Xiao thought, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Qinian quietly looked over at some point.

"I'm laughing, someone has thrown themselves into a trap." Yi Xiao hummed softly from his nose, deliberately teasing him, "Didn't you just ignore me?"

When Jiang Qinian choked, Yi Xiao smiled and stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, it's getting late, go back to the bedroom and rest, don't stay on the sofa, it's time to make room for me."

Jiang Qinian stood up from the sofa slowly, hesitating to speak, and boldly asked in Yi Xiao's inquiring eyes: "This sofa is too narrow, you may not be able to rest well, or... you and I go to the bed together sleep?"

His voice became smaller and smaller, until the last few words were almost like a mosquito, and his cheeks were flushed, "Don't think too much, I'm just—"

"I just love me." Yi Xiao quickly pressed a kiss on his forehead with a smile, "But I also love you."

"Aren't you going to continue studying with Uncle Li tomorrow? What if you don't keep your spirits up. Don't worry about me, I'll make do with one night today and catch up on sleep during the day."

"Go to sleep, good night."

The two were separated by a door, and soon each fell asleep.

At this time, there is still a lot of noise on the Internet.

Shortly after the live broadcast of "Almighty Musician" ended, Li Chen posted on Yi Xiao's Weibo, where he posted the "Sinking Galaxy" stage from the program group, with the caption:

"Thank you to everyone who accompanied me here, thank you for giving me the opportunity and strength to stand in the center of the stage again."

"I also hope that every dim star can wait for his light to illuminate the way forward for him and regain hope for him."

"Thank you, come to me."

At the bottom, Yi Xiao unabashedly loves Jiang Qinian.

"It's crazy." Li Chen said with disgust, but he dropped the send button without hesitation, logged out and closed Weibo in one go.

After doing this, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He was afraid that if he waited another second, he couldn't help but delete the last sentence.If it wasn't for Yi Xiao's special instructions, he wouldn't post such irrational Weibo!

hateful.

Ever since he took over that bastard Yi Xiao, he has broken through the bottom line of his work time and time again.

Li Chen's expression gradually twisted.

Xiao Liu, who was driving in the front seat, glanced at Li Chen's face through the rearview mirror, and immediately retracted his head in fright, wondering if he should keep an oxygen cylinder in the car in the future.

Brother Chen was so angry just because of a Weibo post, what should he do after this...

Thinking of the draft of Yi Xiao's song prepared for the finals that he had glimpsed by chance, Xiao Liu couldn't help shivering because of the name.

No, he has to quickly send Brother Li back to a place where other people are.

Xiao Liu stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove towards Seven Years Studio at high speed.