After detonating the hot search

Shen Huaijing covered him with the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, casually took the book by the bed and flipped through it.

The moonlight and the light come in through the window, and you can see the rose on the wall when you tilt your head.

Waiting for the others to sleep soundly, Shen Huaijing put down the book, turned up the indoor air conditioner by two degrees, turned off the lights and went downstairs.

As soon as Shen Han and the others heard the movement at the stairway, they all stood up and looked upstairs as if they were being inspected.

"...Brother, Wen Shui is here. I think you didn't call me, so you didn't go upstairs." Shen Han held a big kettle, and after speaking, he poked his head behind Shen Huaijing, as if he was very worried about leaving Wen Nian alone in the room. in the house.

Shen Huaijing walked towards him.

"Put the hangover medicine on the bedside, let him take two when he wakes up at night."

Woke up at night?

"Then you are asleep now?" Shen Han asked, "Haven't you taken the medicine, do you want to take it?"

"Let him sleep before he wakes up, don't disturb him."

"Oh."

Shen Han suddenly remembered that it seemed to be the same in the afternoon, Wen Nian said that he wanted to go upstairs to sleep, and it didn't take long for people to stand on the balcony.

"What if you need rose to wake up?" Shen Han couldn't help asking.

Shen Huaijing lowered his eyes halfway, and said softly, "No."

Does his brother mean that Wen Nian won't wake up or wake up and won't ask for roses?

Shen Han frowned suspiciously.

Intuition told him the answer was the latter.

I don't know why, Wen Nian didn't see the rose he wanted tonight, but his brother's tone made him feel that Wen Nian had already picked his rose.

The topic of "hangover medicine" was over, and following the principle of saying less and making less mistakes, Shen Han fell silent, and Yu Hang had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Mr. Shen, have you had dinner yet?"

"Do you want to eat here?"

Everyone admired Yu Hang's courage.

I just sent Teacher Shen a hot search gift bag in the afternoon, and got Wen Nian drunk again at night, and now I dare to ask Teacher Shen if he wants to stay here to eat.

Teacher Shen is now saying that he wants to eat people, and they are not unusual.

Fortunately, Mr. Shen said "I still have something to do" and declined.

Xu Yixin still had lingering fears when he bumped into Teacher Shen when he just went out, so he subconsciously said, "Okay, I have something to do."

Everyone: "..."

Xu Yixin: "...I mean, teacher, you are busy first and don't worry about us."

Shen Huaijing walked out, stopped in two steps, and suddenly stopped: "Today is Yu Hang's birthday?"

Yu Hang only felt a hand behind him, pushing him, and when he stabilized, he was already standing in front of Shen Huaijing.

Yu Hang: "..."

"Yes, yes," Yu Hang smirked, remained silent for a moment, and said seriously: "Actually, I have lived a lot of lunar calendars at home, so it doesn't matter."

Everyone: "..."

"Just live it casually, Mr. Shen—"

"I forgot to say, happy birthday." Shen Huaijing turned around and smiled.

Everyone: "..."

Teacher Shen didn't turn today into the anniversary of Yuhang's death, but he even said happy birthday to him? !

Yu Hang was in a bad mood: "Thank you, Teacher Shen."

Shen Huaijing: "I haven't had time to prepare the birthday present, so I'll ask Fu Lin to give it to you tomorrow."

"No need!" Yu Hang was flattered, "No need really, Mr. Shen is too polite."

Shen Huaijing smiled again, this time, his voice was softer: "We still have to record tomorrow, so don't drink alcohol."

Yu Hang: "..."

Everyone in Erxia: "..."

It seems that something is coming.

"Where's the wine?" As soon as Shen Huaijing finished speaking, a group of people ran to the kitchen, took out the bottle of mineral water, and handed it over as if paying tribute.

As soon as Shen Huaijing raised his eyes, he saw the part that had obviously dwindled—he didn't drink much, but it wasn't too little either.

He took it with one hand and said, "Go to Fu Lin to get it after the recording is over."

Yu Hang: "..."

Yu Hang watched Teacher Shen walk away, then turned to look at the crowd: "This is... confiscated???"

Shen Han: "I think my brother is in a pretty good mood tonight."

Xu Yixin: "I think so too, otherwise you think you'll be fine if you just accept a drink?"

Yu Hang: "..."

When Wen Nian woke up, it was already the next day.

His throat seemed to be scorched by something, it was dry and astringent, and when he wanted to speak, he choked on the wind and coughed.

Now it's not just the throat that hurts, the forehead feels like it's been pricked by some tiny needle.

"Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?" Shen Han heard the movement, washed his face hastily and ran out of the bathroom.

Wen Nian looked at the sunshine on the ground: "What time is it?"

Shen Han: "07:30."

Wen Nian was surprised: "Have I slept for so long?"

From yesterday evening to now?

Wen Nian rubbed his forehead, tilted his head, and saw four things on the bedside.

Books, thermos cups, hangover medicine, and... a bottle of rose.

rose?

"Where did this rose come from?" Wen Nian was at a loss.

It also looks like the one on the opposite wall.

Shen Han strode onto the bed and sat cross-legged on the side of his bed: "Do you still remember what you did last night?"

A bad premonition rushed to my heart.

Wen Nian: "... what?"

"I'll teach you."

Shen Han got out of bed, opened the curtains, walked to the balcony, stood where Wen Nian stood last night, followed his example, and pointed out: "I want that."

Wen Nian: "..."

The direction Shen Han pointed made Wen Nian alert.

He won't say anything that shouldn't be said.

The tension was suppressed in an instant, and Wen Nian didn't even feel a headache anymore.

Wen Nian: "...Which one."

Yesterday's conversation was repeated, word for word, but this time the person who was at a loss was replaced by Wen Nian.

Shen Han: "Roses."

Wen Nian: "..."

Wen Nian was silent for a long time, but most of the tension disappeared.

It's absurd, but fortunately... I just want roses.

"So you picked this rose?" Wen Nian asked.

"That's right, I stole it for you with the flashlight of my mobile phone." Shen Han stretched out his arm, "Look, there are two big bags bitten by mosquitoes here."

"I'm sorry," Wen Nian didn't know what to say, "I have anti-itch ointment in my suitcase, I'll get it for you."

"Just two small packets, I'll be cured when you take out the ointment."

"Oh, by the way, my brother said, when you wake up, take the anti-alcohol medicine first, otherwise you will have a headache all day today. The water is in the thermos. I'll get it for you."

Wen Nian didn't listen to a word.

When the word "my brother" came out of Shen Han's mouth, his brain shut down instantly.

Shen Han turned around and was about to read the instructions of the anti-alcoholic medicine, but the corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled, and he fell backwards.

He looked at Wen Nian: "What's wrong?"

It took Wen Nian a long time to recover his voice: "Did Mr. Shen bring the hangover medicine?"

After he said he wants roses, he won't say that he wants... Shen Huaijing.

The moment Wen Nian thought about it, Shen Han said, "That's right."

Shen Han's clothes were pulled even tighter.

"Niannian, I have a lot of clothes, but I can't stand your nonsense."

Wen Nian let go in a daze.

He knew that Shen Han's "yes" answered the last sentence, not the thought in his mind, but the timing was so coincidental that he couldn't calm down.

Wen Nian was even more at a loss: "Why did Teacher Shen come here?"

Shen Han coughed: "Just, just come here casually."

Wen Nian looked straight at him.

Shen Han: "Well, I was caught by my brother when I went to pick roses."

Wen Nian: "..."

Wen Nian lay on the bed again. After a long time, he pulled the quilt over his head and buried himself in it.

Shen Han: "???"

He was the one who went to steal roses and was caught on the spot, why Wen Nian was buried in it.

After a long time, Shen Han heard Wen Nian's muffled voice.

"What else did I say?"

Shen Han sat by the bed: "You said you and my brother?"

Wen Nian: "Yes."

Shen Han: "I don't know."

"After my brother came up, Lao Xu and I went downstairs, and you and my brother stayed in the room."

Wen Nian: "..."

It’s over.

As soon as Shen Han lifted the quilt, he heard a sentence: "Did Teacher Shen let you and Yixin go downstairs?"

Shen Han: "No."

Wen Nian was silent for a long time, then raised his eyes: "Then why did you go downstairs?"

Even if there was one more person in the room, he would know what stupid thing he did last night.

Shen Han was dumbfounded by the question.

"Just, I will go down and pour hot water for you, so I will follow."

Shen Han didn't tell the truth, in fact, at that time he felt that there was not, too, right, strength between his brother and Wen Nian.

Not knowing what to say, Shen Han had no choice but to pass the medicine over, and said stiffly: "Take the medicine first."

Wen Nianji took the medicine and Heshuiji swallowed it.

After taking the medicine, Wen Nian asked, "How long has Mr. Shen been upstairs?"

Shen Han: "About an hour or so."

Wen Nian: "..."

One hour.

Shen Han said lightly: "Anyway, I came down after putting you to sleep."

Wen Nian: "..."

I don't know if I can discuss it with the director, let's eliminate him now.

"In the early hours of last night, my brother sent me a message asking if you were awake, do you want to see it?"

Wen Nian: "."

He doesn't want to look.

All right.

Stop talking.

They didn't dare to disturb him last night. When returning to the room, Shen Han tiptoed in.

His brother not only put people to sleep, but also put the rose on the bedside.

The reason why Shen Han remembered it so clearly was because when he came up with the rose in his hands, Wen Nian said "no", so he casually put it on the table beside him, and when he came up again, the rose was already placed on the bedside.

"My brother seems to have added some water to the vase." Shen Han only realized now that he weighed the vase, it was a bit heavy.

Wen Nian: "?"

Shen Han explained: "Last night I took the rose up, because I was afraid that you would not be able to hold it when you were drunk, so I didn't pour any water into it."

Then I forgot.

He didn't even know his brother had noticed this.

No wonder the flowers didn't wither after one night, and they bloomed even better.

"Is this rose to be kept here? Or is it downstairs?" Shen Han asked.

Wen Nian looked at the flower and was silent for a moment: "Put it here."

"Okay, then go downstairs and have something to eat. You haven't eaten anything since last night, and you don't know if it's okay to take the hangover medicine on an empty stomach."

Wen Nian let out an "um" and sat up on the bed. As he moved, his forehead felt heavy and numb again.

He looked to the sides, but did not see the slippers.

Shen Han was changing clothes, and noticed his gaze: "The slippers are at the end of the bed, if you feel uncomfortable, sit there first, I'll change clothes for you."

"Need not."

Wen Nian got up and went over. The moment he put on his slippers, one or two images suddenly flashed in his mind.

A long, straight, bony hand held his ankle and put on his slippers.

Just like the hand that solved problems for him on the blackboard in memory.

Wen Nian seemed to have been scalded by the flashing memory of the tie-dye, and suddenly withdrew his feet, sitting at the end of the bed in a daze.

The picture flashed so fast and fleetingly that he couldn't tell whether it was the memory of last night, the memory of that evening, or... a dream he had when he was drunk.

The anti-alcoholic medicine completely failed at this moment.

He would rather be drunk.

My head hurts even more.

Wen Nian suddenly asked, "Where's Yuhang?"

"It's downstairs." Shen Han paused for a moment, then turned to look at him.

What are you doing looking for Yuhang early in the morning?

"It's his birthday today, right?" Wen Nian said calmly.

Shen Han: "Ah."

Wen Nian: "Then can I beat him up?"

Shen Han: "..."

Wen Nian had a headache all day, both mentally and physically. After waking up, he didn't dare to ask Shen Huaijing what he said to him last night.

But there are some things that can't be avoided, even if Wen Nian doesn't want to face them anymore, the next day will be the first stage performance.

"Did that table of yours really move here? It was useless during the rehearsal yesterday." Chu Xiangyang asked while doing makeup.

Xia Nan: "Can I show you the secret weapon now?"

Chu Xiangyang: "I remember that your songs are more lyrical. Can the DJ station match the songs?"

Shen Han changed his clothes and came out, putting his hands on Chu Xiangyang's shoulders: "You'll know if it's suitable or not after reading it."

"Okay, I'll wait." Chu Xiangyang said with a smile.

Everyone knew that Shen Han and his team had a big piece on the stage, and subconsciously thought it was the custom-made DJ table brought back by Xia Nan from his bar, so when the stage staff put the DJ table in place, they turned around and pushed the piano up. At the time, everyone: "..."

Immediately afterwards, Wen Nian sat on the leather single piano bench.

Everyone: "..."

Perhaps in order to adapt to the atmosphere of this "Graduation Song", Shen Han's group's costumes are very simple.

Especially Wen Nian, with a white T-shirt and linen trousers, and even a simple hairstyle.

A warm yellow direct light came down from the lamp stand above the piano and surrounded him. The light seemed to have been specially processed. Compared with the light, it was more like the light of a summer morning.

After a long time, Chu Xiangyang made a sound.

"I have to admit, the tricks of their group really attracted me."

Wen Nian's eyes were half-closed, and he stretched out his hand to adjust the position of the microphone propped next to the piano. His movements were very casual, and there was no trace of performance in his gestures, just like after a certain class or a certain lunch break. A student who passed by the music classroom without incident and went in to play a piece.

After adjusting the position of the microphone, Wen Nian pointed in a certain direction, nodded, and signaled.

The stage lights were all down, only his place was on.

The moment her white and delicate fingers pressed on the piano keys, Wen Nian's voice sounded at the same time.

"When the wind blows in July, blow away the maze, the puzzle is me, and the answer is you."

——Directly moved the climactic lines to the beginning, and made a simple change of tune. The originally brisk melody brought out a kind of "regret" inexplicably.

Coupled with Wen Nian's ethereal and delicate voice, people feel that he is not like the person in "July", but more like a storyteller.

The moment the final ending "you" fell, a small drum beat suddenly followed.

Once, twice, as if imitating the sound of a heartbeat.

They got faster and faster, and finally joined together.

Shananna's acrylic DJ stage is constantly changing colors according to the rhythm. At the moment when the accompaniment sounds on the whole stage, all the intertwined colors explode with a "bang--", just like what you saw on a July night A grand firework.

In just 30 seconds of transition, this "July wind" seemed to blow from day to night.

Starting from the piano and falling from DJlive.

Chu Xiangyang finally understood what Shen Han meant by "fit or not".

It fits, everything fits.

Li Siyuan's emotional rap, Shen Han's voice, Wen Nian's harmony, Xia Nan and Xu Yixin's accompaniment, piano and DJ, are obviously two completely different melodies, but they fit perfectly.

It's like the original meaning of "graduation season" - it's regrettable, but it's also warm, just like every July when you bid farewell to old friends and meet newcomers.

A song ends.

Applause rang from the auditorium to the judges' seats, and then to the backstage.

The people on the stage bowed and ended, and the audience applauded for a long time.

"I know that Xia Nan will play DJlive. What about Wen Nian's piano? Does he know how to play the piano?" Chen Song looked at Feng Sheng.

Feng Sheng: "Did you play it for 30 seconds without seeing it?"

Chen Song: "That's right, half cappella is very effective, but in fact, when Xia Nan's live is playing, you can also simply accompany it."

Feng Sheng turned to look at her.

Chen Song: "My suggestion is wrong?"

Shen Huaijing suddenly smiled.

Chen Song: "??"

What happened to this one and two.

Feng Sheng: "The suggestion is right."

"But Wen Nian can only do this for 30 seconds."

Chen Song came to his senses: "I learned it temporarily."

Feng Sheng: "It doesn't count. I knew how to play a little bit at first, but after a week of practice, I can play fluently."

"Actually, I didn't expect the effect to be so good. When Shen Han and the others told me their idea before, I didn't quite agree."

"Then why did you agree?"

Feng Sheng pouted in a certain direction: "The chief producer wants to follow their wishes, so what else can I do, I can only follow the chief producer's wishes."

At the end of the curtain call, the stage lights finally came on.

The host came up from the backstage, and there was a crowd of people in the audience, but when Wen Nian looked up, the first person he saw was Shen Huaijing.

Since participating in Erxia, he has never thought about whether he can sing well or not, but today, when he saw Shen Huaijing, his first thought was: I don’t know if I performed well just now. good.

The score gave them the answer.

95.

With an average score of 94.5 and the votes of the audience, it temporarily ranks first.

"It's very exciting, whether it's the piano or DJlive, and the various transitions are very cleverly designed." Chen Song concluded.

Shen Han could hardly hide his smile, afraid that he would be too obvious, so he hurriedly turned his head and half hid behind Wen Nian's back.

The host said a few words of congratulations, and then pulled out a review card from his hand - this is one of Er Xia's review rules. After each group of students performed, each on-site reviewer will have a note in his hand, You can freely write the questions you want to ask the contestants or the teachers on the judges' bench, and the on-site director will randomly select them and hand them over to the host.

The host hasn’t seen the review card yet, but according to experience, generally speaking, the questions are about scoring standards, problems or difficulties encountered by the contestants in practice, etc., but the moment the host sees the card, the host Suddenly laughed.

Then, he cleared his throat.

"I believe that the students have already expressed the emotion of this song very thoroughly. Now the question in my hand is what the judges want to ask all the teachers."

"As we all know, the song "Meeting" is the graduation song of Jiangcheng University this year, and the lyricist is also a graduate of Jiangcheng University. The footnote she wrote for this song is six words: meet you, give you, and you .”

"This judge would like to ask all the teachers, is there any special 'encounter' that you will never forget for a long time?"

As soon as the question came out, the audience roared with applause.

Chen Song was the first to answer, and she thought for a while: "Maybe."

The host answered immediately: "Mr. Chen, once you say 'maybe', it shouldn't be 'I will never forget'."

"A long time to forget should be the person you think of the moment you hear this question."

Chen Song: "It seems that I haven't encountered it yet, but I also hope to have this opportunity."

Wei Nishang picked up the microphone and looked at the host: "When you say this, we are too embarrassed to say 'yes'."

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Feng, you say yes."

Wei Nishang originally thought that Shen Huaijing was the most unlikely person to answer after the host's slightly ambiguous question trap of "the person I remembered the moment I heard this question", but who knew, the only answer was Shen Huaijing .

In the silence of the audience, he smiled and said.

"Have."