night sky flight

"Be nice this time." Liu Xiangjun pushed Yang Xingchen into the luxurious box. He usually hates socializing the most, but he has been hidden by the original benefactor for several months. I also terminated the contract with him. Fortunately, the former agent and assistant followed him to open an independent studio outside. Although he lived a relaxed life without worrying about eating and drinking, after all, a large group of people in his studio were waiting to support him.

Xing He was admitted to the Central Conservatory of Music as he wished, which is considered the cradle of many musical talents. When he was a sophomore, Liu Xiangjun discovered that he made his debut as a music artist.

Because of a musical and several performances, this face has taken advantage of the market, and he is good at singing, writing, and producing. After only one year of debut, the first album was taken down that year. Best Newcomer, Best Male Singer, sales and popularity are rising steadily, and it is firmly in the position of first-line male singer.

Yang Xinghe doesn't want to show his face, but he has no choice but to make money, and the entertainment industry is definitely the fastest way to make money.

Later, the two intermittent albums and several well-known big ip TV drama ending songs also achieved outstanding results, securing the top spot as the king of singers.

But after Yang Xinghe appeared on the stage, he seemed to disappear, there was no news at all, and no one could take any photos of him during non-working hours.

Liu Xiangjun is his bole, assistant, agent, and boss. He is an extremely important person to Yang Xinghe. He understands Xinghe's family and life, so he takes extra care of this younger brother. But Liu Xiangjun is a businessman, and emotions alone are useless , or Yang Xinghe has enough commercial value to keep Liu Xiangjun as a cow.

Liu Xiangjun came to Xinghe's house early in the morning. The large cooking table was clean, and the closed door proved that he hadn't gotten up yet. Over the years, Yang Xinghe had saved a lot, enough to buy a villa, or even several. The villa, but this two-bedroom Yang Xinghe lives in it, and has no intention of moving at all. Liu Xiangjun persuaded him for a long time, and Yang Xinghe insisted that he must live in it. He even checked privately, and the owner was not himself. , although I don't understand, but considering the strict property management of this community and the convenient transportation, I let him go.

His cooking skills are not very good, but a few simple dishes are okay. Yang Xinghe cooks better than him, but Xinghe has an important event in the afternoon, so he hurriedly made breakfast, and the sponsor's suit is ready. Everything about makeup is waiting for the ancestors to get up.

It’s also strange recently. Yang Xinghe’s activities seem to be deliberately suppressed by others. Although he still shows his face in an ordinary way, it’s not as good as being a big IP before. With his face, it’s impossible for him to be out of breath just 4 years ago?

Yang Xinghe in the room suddenly opened his eyes, his heart was beating fast, his whole body was drenched, he was dreaming again, an indescribable dream, the person in the dream was very clear, the familiar rhythm and rhythm made him wake up Yang Xinghe's face turned red when he recalled it.

It turned out that it was just a dream.

He turned over and picked up the alarm clock. After 7 o'clock, he lay back on the bed, thought about today's activities, it was time to get up, calmed his breathing, got up slowly, and went to the bathroom in the room to wash up.

After washing, he took off his dirty pajama pants, wrapped them in pajamas, and threw them directly into the washing machine. It's not that he has no self-control at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

It's not that Yang Xinghe has no self-control, but that he can't do that to that person.

He walked through the corridor, and before he reached the living room, he heard the sizzling sound of the frying pan, and a burst of fragrance wafted out. With a "ding", the toast slices in the oven were ready. Yang Xinghe walked to the drinking water gold. One thing is to drink water to protect your throat.

He stared at the coffee, watching it slowly flow into the cup below, the rich aroma waking up the morning.

"Do you still remember the event today?" Liu Xiangjun saw that Yang Xinghe had been silent and stared blankly at the coffee cup.

"Um"

"You said you, you always look so cold, no wonder you are said to be out of breath now."

"Then what should I do?" Yang Xinghe picked up the full coffee cup, took a piece of bread, and sat on the carpet in front of the coffee table.

Liu Xiangjun walked over and kicked him, "Sit on the sofa."

"got used to."

He used to sit here when he played games with Ji Mushen and played the piano, he was used to it.

It has been 6 years, and there has been no news of Ji Mushen. After a few emails from school, everything has disappeared.

Neither of the two took the initiative to contact each other. The "friendship" in high school may gradually fade away when they go to college and have a new social circle. Yang Xinghe sometimes laughs at himself unconsciously when he thinks of this.

Liu Xiangjun ignored him, sitting on the sofa and having breakfast together,

"Recent activities are not as good as before."

"Well. It's okay."

"You are too Buddhist."

"I'm here for the money, not for the fire."

"In these years, you have never asked me to do marketing for you, buy popular searched products, and you don't like to post on Weibo. Of course, your popularity is gone."

In addition to performances and productions, Yang Xinghe's microblog and news are all controlled by Liu Xiangjun himself, but he is not willing to cooperate with the formation of a CP or the content of the last variety show news is nothing special to write about.

"Nonsense, if you are not popular, who will ask you to sing, and how to make money."

Liu Xiangjun threw down the fork and leaned on the sofa, "Think about it for yourself, whether you want to switch to acting."

"I don't want to for now."

acting?

Wouldn't that be more publicity...

He feels exaggerated now.

Yang Xinghe was silent for a while, and Liu Xiangjun took the two people's dinner plates into the dishwasher, pressed the switch, and heard the familiar bell ringing from the living room.

"Hey, I see."

With Yang Xinghe's short answer, Liu Xiangjun knew who it was. His uncle Yang Lixing, over the years as Xinghe became more and more popular, he asked for more and more money, but he also got into a bad habit, that is, gamble.

The original wife and daughter chose to divorce and return to their hometown in the south because they couldn't stand him gambling and ruined their fortune. Yang Lixing was left alone and became more and more unscrupulous, and Yang Xinghe was the one who kept wiping his ass.

"Then the vampire is asking for money again?"

Yang Xinghe sighed and nodded, "Follow the old rules."

Every time Yang Xinghe asked for money, he gave 5 yuan, not too much, every month he gave 5 yuan, and then he called and begged for another 5 yuan. In fact, it was enough for Yang Lixing to live alone, and he could even live. He is very good, but he is not satisfied, and falls into that bottomless pit time and time again.

"You pampered him too much."

It's not that Yang Xinghe wants to give money, it's just that although he hasn't taken good care of him for so many years, at least he can survive. Otherwise, how can a child of a few years grow up?After so many years of relationship, giving tens of thousands of dollars, the pressure is not too great.

Yang Xinghe quickly changed his clothes, put on light makeup, and followed Liu Xiangjun into the nanny's car.

"You are too soft-hearted, that is a vampire, there is no end to it. I know that is your relative, I should not say anything as an outsider, since I promoted you to debut, how much money you gave him, I gambled it in, The wives and daughters were separated."

Yang Xinghe didn't refute anything, he just smiled, he knew that Liu Xiangjun was doing it for his own good, so he didn't take it seriously.

"Okay, okay." Liu Xiangjun became angry when he saw Yang Xinghe's appearance, "Today is the launch event of new technology products, so be smart."

"Ah."

The two of them first went to the dressing room and began to toss their hair, and then went to the press conference with complete makeup and hair. Xinghe's appearance also began to mature for formal occasions. After all, he was not a college student when he just debuted. The image of walking a little milk dog is also inappropriate.

The brown hair is well combed, revealing a smooth forehead. Although he is a singer, he has a lot of skin care procedures. Yang Xinghe has a bad schedule, smokes and drinks, and it is difficult to maintain a good skin condition. He can only rely on many technological means.

I wore a striped shirt on the top, dark gray trousers on the bottom, and a pair of high-top brown work boots. The complementarity of casual and formal made the formal occasion a bit more relaxed.The first three buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, revealing the beautiful collarbone. It looked fashionable and exquisite. The face matched with the slender figure made it more casual and sexy, making people look comfortable, handsome and not ostentatious. Unlike many fresh meat who have always relied on their faces for food, Yang Xinghe's handsomeness will not make people aggressive.

Liu Xiangjun took a picture of Yang Xinghe with his mobile phone and posted it on Weibo.

--Thanks for the invitation, it's a pleasure to meet you all today.

Simple text plus a few photos of the scene.

Yang Xinghe’s Weibo is basically posted by Liu Xiangjun. He doesn’t like to share his life at all. He always feels that there is no privacy at all. Tens of millions of people are looking at where you are and what you are doing at any time, so you don’t feel safe at all. .

After sending it out, he still politely showed it to Yang Xinghe, and he glanced at it casually, "It's pretty good." It's well-behaved, and Liu Xiangjun knows him well.

After roughly knowing where to go, Yang Xinghe stood on the stage, cleared his throat, and began to sing along with the accompaniment. There were many fans of him at the event, and the screams of the fans almost overwhelmed Xinghe's ears. As for the sound, Liu Xiangjun next to him could hardly hear any sound when he was chatting with the person in charge.

Photos of fans quickly began to ferment on Weibo. Liu Xiangjun swiped Weibo, looked at the posts posted by the marketing account, and reviewed the reviewers over and over again. There was no bad voice, so he put down his phone and watched the people singing on stage with peace of mind. .

He took over Yang Xinghe in his sophomore year, and it has been 4 years in a blink of an eye. The two people are inseparable in life and work. Sometimes Yang Xinghe jokes like a working couple. The group photo of students in colorful school uniforms is very important to Yang Xinghe's heart.

"Xing He is so handsome"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh Xinghe has the stars and the sea in his eyes"

"It's so gentle, and the voice is really nice."

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