atypical package

Li Yanxi couldn't sleep at first, he had mixed feelings, first moved, then sad, spreading throughout his body.He didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to open his eyes, so he could only slightly open them a little, and secretly looked at Wei Jiawen.

Wei Jiawen was not so easy to deceive, he cleared his throat, quite like the serious dean of the academic affairs office wandering around in middle school.Wei Jiawen's voice was low, "Go to sleep, don't look around."

Li Yanxi was seen through, and suddenly felt aggrieved in her heart, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay...you are right."

Wei Jiawen smiled calmly, shook his head slightly twice, and then urged, "Go to sleep, it's getting late."

Wei Jiawen sat motionless on the edge of the bed until Li Yanxi's breathing gradually became heavy, then he leaned over a little, pulled the quilt for him, and tucked the corners of the quilt again.

Wei Jiawen was not in a hurry to leave, and sat by the bed for a long time, until it was almost dawn before getting up to leave.

Wei Jiawen is going on a business trip to Shanghai tomorrow.He eats and wears casually on weekdays, and he doesn't like to dress up, so his luggage is very simple, he only takes the necessary changes of clothes, and then he can go out.

He hated Li Yanxi so much in his heart, so he has been deliberately avoiding and ignoring him these days.He wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered what Li Yanxi said last night, "He is very scared".

For some reason, Wei Jiawen's withered heart turned into a rain-drenched haystack in an instant, wet and limp.He thought about it, and finally edited a WeChat message, telling Li Yanxi that he was going to Shanghai to participate in the show, and he would not be back until at least three or five days later, and then sent it to Li Yanxi's mobile phone, thinking that Li Yanxi would see it as soon as he woke up.

Wei Jiawen pushed the box, opened the door of the house, stood at the entrance, and couldn't help looking at the bedroom with the half-closed door.

He stared at the undulating body under the thin quilt, his heart was so soft that it was a mess, but in an instant, his thoughts drifted far away, would Li Yanxi not have a good meal at home?Does he work late and stay up?Will he be bored?Will he be afraid again?

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When you love someone, you worry about everything your lover worries about, and even worry about what others don't worry about.Wei Jiawen shook his head with a wry smile, trying in vain to put all these unreasonable thoughts aside, but the moment he closed the door, his heart was completely empty.

He had just left and was only one door away, yet he really missed Li Yanxi.

Jiajie's driver was already waiting downstairs.This time, Wei Jiawen is going to participate in the recording of an idol talent show with Wang Yijie. Wei Jiawen also participated in the talent show more than three years ago, but this time, what Wei Jiawen is in charge of is no longer the dish that was picked by others, but The judges sitting in the jury.

Now that the domestic music market is in a sluggish environment, some singers of the same period as Wei Jiawen have faded out of the music circle and have since disappeared, some have turned behind the scenes in despair, and some have turned to variety cafes because of the wind. Or film and television cafes.There is no doubt that there is a gap in the circle. Singers with a long debut and a good reputation are always popular, while new singers are like leeks, which are harvested by the market one by one, grow rapidly, and then disappear quickly.And Wei Jiawen, probably slipped through the net under the market rules.Counting carefully, although Wei Jiawen has not been in the industry for a long time, he has already become a senior.

The trainee draft came from South Korea.The purpose is to select the ten most outstanding and popular trainees from the one hundred trainees, and the brokerage company will form them into a group and officially debut.Sun Rui back then was Dong Yuan's trainee.It's a pity that Sun Rui's luck was bad, and he participated in countless drafts in a row, but failed to get a chance to debut.It's not that Sun Rui doesn't have strength, nor does he work hard enough, but every time he falls short, he ends up leaving in dismay.

Thinking of this, Wei Jiawen felt a little sad.

When a hundred young and lively boys bowed to the jury in unison, Wei Jiawen felt as if he had passed away.

No one is forever young, but someone is always young.

No one can be an idol forever, but this market will never lack idols.

What kind of feeling is this?

Are you jealous that these children are having a great youth?This is of course out of the question.Do you feel sorry for Sun Rui's sad departure?This is even more nonsense.

The former Wei Jiawen has given everything he can for his current life, and he has almost fulfilled all his childhood dreams.

The child who lived in the slums of the small county town has already overfulfilled the task.

Thinking about it carefully, he had nothing to regret.But the young and beautiful children still have such an impact on him.He didn't know how he had changed from that poor student with nothing to become the mentor and senior of these glamorous children just by being inattentive.

So does Li Yanxi feel the same way?

Looking at his young self, would he feel that his youth is no longer there?Has he ever had any regrets?

Wei Jiawen thought about it for a long time, until a child's broken voice almost toppled his scalp, before he came back to his senses.

Wang Yijie is an extremely sincere person. He has one thing to say and another to say two things. He never fixes those vain things. He is almost unmatched in the music circle, and he is the chief judge in the program group. It is a serious style.

Wang Yijie quickly interrupted the singing of the child with a broken voice, and said mercilessly directly to the camera, "This child does not need to continue singing, grade E."

The little boy's face was flushed with embarrassment, his eyes were red, and he ran off the stage with his head down.

Wei Jiawen listened to a hundred contestants singing, and suffered almost a hundred times of torture. His ears and head were "buzzing" non-stop, and in the end even his temples were tingling sharply.

After the show ended, it was midnight.Wei Jiawen and Wang Yijie were physically and mentally exhausted, and they began to kowtow and doze off on the way back to the hotel. When Wang Yijie's cell phone rang, both of them were shocked and woke up instantly.

Wang Yijie glanced at the phone, and then silently glanced at Wei Jiawen.Immediately afterwards, Wang Yijie pursed his lips, put his finger weakly on the answer button, hesitated again and again, and finally answered the phone.

One second before the other party's voice reached their ears through the mobile phone, Wang Yijie put the mobile phone on the side away from Wei Jiawen's ear, and his voice was a little unnatural, "Hey, I'm with Jiawen, we just got off the bed. programme."

The person on the opposite side was silent, and after a while he said, "Then I'll hang up first, and I'll contact you later." Afterwards, the phone was hung up by the person.

When Wei Jiawen heard his name at first, he naturally thought it was someone from the company or a friend in the circle who called, and asked casually, "Brother Jie, who called?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Yijie faltered and hesitated, unable to speak for a long time, and finally said abruptly, "I am a friend."

Wei Jiawen felt weird.Wang Yijie and him have always been on good terms, even more so as partners, and the two of them seldom have any taboos.The person on the other side of the phone obviously knew him, and he just asked for his name, so why should Wang Yijie hesitate?

Wei Jiawen glanced at Wang Yijie, but saw that the other party quickly closed his eyes and showed no intention of continuing the conversation with him, so he had to give up. ,

After arriving at the hotel, the two went back to their rooms.

Wei Jiawen was exhausted after a simple wash, but he still missed Li Yanxi at home.Only then did he free up time to look at WeChat.He swiped down the WeChat interface a few times, and clicked on Li Yanxi's dialog box, which was a message from him.

The message was sent at seven o'clock in the evening. There was no message, only a photo. On the photo was an empty plate and an empty bowl.

The corners of Wei Jiawen's mouth turned up unconsciously, and he quickly typed on the screen with his fingers: Just eat obediently, and I will reward you with a little red flower.Wei Jiawen was about to hit the send button, but felt that it was too frivolous, so he deleted all the lines he had just typed.

He frowned, thought for a long time, and finally only sent a "hmm".

Wei Jiawen lay on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms for a while, but he didn't receive a reply.He was really sleepy, but his eyelids started to fight after a while, and finally he fell asleep with his mobile phone in his hand.

Early the next morning, the program staff brought Wei Jiawen and Wang Yijie back to the program site.Today, the task of the two of them is to serve as mentors to guide these one hundred newcomers.

Before the training started, Wang Yijie first told his own story.

Wang Yijie is one of Wei Jiawen's idols, so Wei Jiawen couldn't be more clear about his resume: he was born in a Beijing courtyard, entered the National People's University to study mathematics, and then formed a band and released songs. Until now, he has become the leading original music in the music circle people.

Wang Yijie's voice was deep and sweet, but Wei Jiawen suddenly thought that Li Yanxi also graduated from the National People's University, and Wang Yijie and Li Yanxi happened to be the same age, so maybe they knew each other.

So, during the recording break, Wei Jiawen asked enthusiastically, "Brother Jie, do you know Li Yanxi?"

It was a casual question, but Wang Yijie's reaction was extremely strange. He pursed his lips, then swallowed, and said, "No, I don't know."

Wei Jiawen felt that Wang Yijie was really abnormal these two days, but he didn't take it too seriously. He just said, "You should have entered the National People's Congress in one year."

Wang Yijie frowned, not looking into Wei Jiawen's eyes, "I, I don't often go to school in college."

This is truer than real gold.Wang Yijie became famous in his early years and kept getting invitations. How could he have time in school?What's more, one of them majored in mathematics and the other majored in accounting, and the relationship between ordinary alumni who couldn't get along with each other couldn't be more normal.

Wei Jiawen nodded. He had no doubts about Wang Yijie's words. Instead, he firmly believed, and said, "That's true. I just thought of it suddenly, so I asked casually."

Wang Yijie breathed a sigh of relief, but patted Wei Jiawen on the shoulder the moment he turned around, "Who is he? What's your relationship?"

Wei Jiawen turned his head and took a deep look at Wang Yijie. He didn't want to hide Wang Yijie, but he didn't know how to define his relationship with Li Yanxi.lover?Lovers?None of them count.

He thought for a moment, and chose the most reliable answer, "He raised tens of millions for my former employer. He can be regarded as the boss."

While Wang Yijie frowned, he pursed his lips. Just as he was about to speak, the female assistant's hurried voice came, "Brother Jie! Your call! Mr. Li from Dingze is calling!"

Which President Li can Dingze have?

The expression on Wei Jiawen's face disappeared in an instant. He stared at Wang Yijie's face in amazement, but saw Wang Yijie spread his hands in embarrassment. After a few seconds, he said helplessly, "This... Actually, it's a matter. a little complicated."