Wildfire Mambo

When Jian Zhuo saw the "See you next week" made of black dots that jumped out of his mobile phone, his heart was pulled into his throat, and he swallowed a few times hastily, but he still couldn't relax.

Before Wen An left, he seriously asked him to think about some of the work projects that had been discussed later. He had no traffic foundation, so the company evenly gave him a spot in one of Ou Sheng's commercial jobs, as if he wanted Ou Sheng to take him along.

The promotion song of the big IP Guoman movie can be positioned in the Chinese style.This made Jian Zhuo feel a bit of a headache. After all, he didn't have any accumulation of those tedious poems and songs, and he didn't have any creative experience on this subject. There is a high probability that he would not be able to write these works. After all, when he was studying, he was always on the pass line. wandering on.

The schedule is getting closer, but there is no sign of any contact with Ou Sheng.But Jian Zhuo wanted to contact Ou Sheng for a chat in advance because of his own ability problems. After hesitating for a long time, he finally plucked up the courage to try to contact his boyhood hero. At first, he used the profile of Ou Sheng's Weibo Wen An laughed for a while at the work email written in the email, and then changed to add Ousheng WeChat.

As a result, Ou Sheng unexpectedly has an extremely easy-going personality. Sure enough, time will smooth out the edges and corners.Jian Zhuo asked a lot of questions and he gave simple guidance. In the end, Ou Sheng felt that the matter might not be clear on the Internet, so he told Jian Zhuo to meet him when he returned to Shanghai next week.

Ou Sheng probably didn't know that Jian Zhuo would run back to Chengdu lingeringly when he was free, and thought he was in Shanghai all the time, but Jian Zhuo didn't care about these things. A plane ticket can make you face-to-face and succeed in chasing stars, and a fool would not do it.

From the corner of his eye, Zhou Shuchen saw Jian Zhuo who was sitting cross-legged beside him holding his mobile phone and smiling, his smile covered every inch of his skin, he stretched out his index finger to poke Jian Zhuo's forehead, "Why do you smile so happily?"

Jian Zhuo casually threw the phone on the sofa, then jumped up and ran wildly back and forth in the narrow corridor of Zhou Shuchen's house, and finally jumped back into Zhou Shuchen's arms again, "I'm so happy! My idol said that I want to be with you I meet!"

"AU?" Zhou Shuchen said with a smile, a little casually, "That's great."

Jian Zhuo pulled himself out of the joy, twisted his eyebrows and looked closely at Zhou Shuchen, as if he wanted to see something from those amber eyes, but in the end he only saw himself in confusion.

Zhou Shuchen still smiled: "This is the first time you know I'm good-looking?"

Seeing Jian Zhuo pursed his lips and looked indifferent, Zhou Shuchen couldn't help but said again childishly: "Among the Chinese people you know, I must be the best-looking."

Upon hearing this sentence, Jian Zhuo only felt that this concept was too absolute, "Where's Qi Yike?"

"Too short."

"Yu Ji is more handsome than you!"

"He is american."

"Master AU was super cool when he was 20 years old..."

"But he is 44 this year."

"You..." Jian Zhuo was blocked by Zhou Shuchen's sudden conceit, as if angry, "Jian Zhuo must be more handsome than you."

Zhou Shuchen smiled suddenly, lowered his eyes and kissed Jian Zhuo's lips, and said softly, um, you are right.

Jian Zhuo reacted: "Ha! You won't be jealous again!"

He seemed to be really distressed, his small face was all wrinkled together: "You are as troublesome as the unreasonable girl in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

"I'm even more troublesome than them." Zhou Shuchen raised his eyebrows, "You should be prepared before you provoke me."

Jian Zhuo took a bite of him, then retracted into Zhou Shuchen's arms to find a safe place, turned on the phone, but found some news flooded in, and only after clicking on it did he fully understand that he, Jian Zhuo, was actually searched on Weibo—" You must fall in love with Rapper once in your life"

When Jian Zhuo saw this title, she felt a little speechless. It's just a profession. Is there anything special about it?As a result, I read a few marketing accounts in a row and found that they were all about his fierce confession to Zhou Shuchen at the music festival yesterday. It is probably because the love of most people is too ordinary and unnoticed, so when someone has the conditions and opportunities Doing things full of surprises and rituals will look particularly romantic.

But Jian Zhuo didn't believe that the popularity of people in his small circle was enough to be worthy of the trending search. When he thought of Wen'an's reaction that day, he knew that the company must have bought it.He still doesn't understand, what is he marketing?

He carefully flipped through the topic, and most of the following are young girls who are attracted by love topics, expressing that they also yearn to have a vigorous love with a character like rapper, so even if Jian Zhuo openly stated that he has a partner, a hot search will be It has increased his fans a lot, as if he has a sense of taking over.

He doesn't mind that some fans will come in to understand his music in such a different way, and maybe even start to understand hip-hop culture from then on, then he is worth enough as a practitioner, but the company tries to make him a link The bridge between the mainstream and the niche made him feel a lot of pressure. He was afraid of being unworthy, and it didn't make sense for a small role like him to take on such a long-term responsibility.

He took a breath in a daze, and found that he seemed to become extra cowardly in the links other than making music.He shook his head, trying to drive away the retreat that shouldn't have sprouted in his conceited heart, so he presented the content of the mobile phone screen in front of Zhou Shuchen, and then laughed at Zhou Shuchen and said to Zhou Shuchen, "Ask you, in your life, you will never be afraid." Talked about a relationship with a rapper, what was your experience?"

Zhou Shuchen could vaguely feel Jian Zhuo's faint anxiety. He gently stroked Jian Zhuo's soft skin on the back of his neck with his thumb, took the mobile phone from Jian Zhuo's hand, logged into his account, and wrote under that topic The sentence "The experience is to hope that one day I won't lie to me and say, 'Eat it, it's really not spicy'".

Jian Zhuo put his shoulders on his shoulder and smiled happily, then pretended to complain and said in a low voice, "Oh, what should our little doctor do? I have paid too much in this relationship. It is the first time in 20 years that I will order for one person." Mandarin duck pot.

"Sleep." Zhou Shuchen completely covered Jian Zhuo with the quilt, watching him writhing like a silkworm in the quilt, "You told me to stop staying up late."

The struggle in the quilt stopped, Zhou Shuchen pulled the quilt away, thinking that the child was completely obedient, and he looked very good with his eyes closed, and thought that he could fall asleep at the same time which was rare.

Zhou Shuchen next to him fell asleep, his eyelashes cast a light shadow in the dim light from the window, but Jian Zhuo looked at his face for a long time, and thought about many things in his mind before he realized that there was something serious to do Do.He took out a thin soft ruler from the pocket of the jeans thrown on the bedside table, and gently pulled up the quilt to measure Zhou Shuchen's left ring finger hanging out. The lip ring seems to be a little too small, no matter how thin Zhou Shuchen's fingers are, they can still make a slight impression.

Jian Zhuo can suddenly feel the insecurity that occasionally floats out of Zhou Shuchen's body, which is reflected in many small aspects, but Zhou Shuchen doesn't seem to want to show his softness in front of him, and often spends more effort to make this snow Wipe off the footprints on the inside.Zhou Shuchen was able to wear this nondescript and unsuitable thing to this day just because of his casual "stamp" at that time.

Just finished measuring the size, Jian Zhuo took the scale recorded by the soft ruler and probed his whole body to the place where the light came in through the window, and propped it on Zhou Shuchen's chest, trying to see clearly, but he didn't expect Zhou Shuchen to sleep so lightly. Just such a small movement woke him up.

Jian Zhuo finally saw the number clearly, and silently converted it into the size in his heart, but when he came back to his senses, he saw Zhou Shuchen had opened his eyes and was looking at him quietly.He was taken aback, and he dared not respond to that look with a guilty conscience.

Zhou Shuchen didn't say a word, but gently stretched out his hand to pull Jian Zhuo's left hand over, and gently touched his hot skin with his warm lips.Under the moonlight, the "0703" on Jian Zhuo's middle finger and the "eros" on his ring finger swelled up red and swollen. It was a cruel and romantic conquest. It was the 1968 French May storm that revolutionized the body. Zhou Shuchen liked it very much.To be precise, he doesn't think this is a way of ruining the body that the public says.A long time ago, Jian Zhuo said that tattoos and piercings were just the feelings he wanted to remember at that moment. At that time, Zhou Shuchen only thought that children were very romantic and paranoid idealists, but such idealistic people were willing to keep their existence Engraved into the body, this made Zhou Shuchen feel the sense of stability brought by the indestructible.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Zhou Shuchen spoke softly. When he just woke up, his voice was hoarse, which made Jianzhuo's ears burn.

Jian Zhuo didn't understand what he meant, "What are you waiting for?"

Zhou Shuchen closed his eyes halfway, reached out and took out a medium-sized dark blue square velvet box from the cabinet, scratched Jian Zhuo's chin with the top of the box, and smiled softly.

Jian Zhuo took the box with both hands ignorantly, and the moment he opened it, he felt that his eyes were lost.

There are many, many rings in there.

There are three rows of soft pillows, with three pillows inlaid in one row, with different thicknesses, no tacky diamonds, clean ring body, exquisite and unique hollow and pattern designs, and nine pieces in total.Jian Zhuo turned out the small mark to see that it was all platinum, and he thought it was an alloy ring that he usually wore for decoration.

Zhou Shuchen leaned on the cushion at the head of the bed and smiled childishly, his eyes were bent, as if he was satisfied to see Jian Zhuo's shock.He took Jian Zhuo's hand, pressed the palm of his hand to make Jian Zhuo's hand fully open, and spoke very slowly, "The index finger of the right hand was given to you by Qi Yike. The middle finger of the right hand was given by you when you bought the jacket. The ring finger and little finger of the right hand It's a decorative ring."

"The little finger of the left hand is the seal ring of OSOM made by DI, and the index finger of the left hand is the ring with the inscription bought in the market when we went to Germany." Zhou Shuchen continued to speak, and smiled again and slightly raised his eyes to meet Jian Zhuo's gaze. Picking off all his rings with an expression on his face was not light, even a little rough.

Zhou Shuchen took the fancy decorative ring into his hand and put it aside, he straightened up again, and pressed his forehead against Jian Zhuo's, and whispered in front of Jian Zhuo's slightly moving lips, "I have never seen anyone who would Wearing so many rings on your hands, whoever gave them to you will put them on your hands with a face. But there is not a single place where my name is written. "

Zhou Shuchen looked at him seriously, seeming a little inexplicably stubborn: "Jian Zhuo, I'm so upset."

Jian Zhuo felt that the rushing blood in his body seemed to be overloaded, he blinked slowly at Zhou Shuchen in a daze, unable to speak a word.

"I bought nine." Zhou Shuchen unexpectedly showed a very natural expression, and laughed again, "At least one must be available."

Jian Zhuo pursed his lips, and his mind was a little premonitory: "But I have ten fingers, why did you only buy nine..."

"Are you really going to wear them all?" Zhou Shuchen asked back, "I only bought one for NO.18, and the ring finger will be alone."

"I'll definitely bring it for you..." Jian Zhuo said seriously with a blushing face.

"Baby, you should have heard that there are no pies in the sky." The smile spread, and Zhou Shuchen looked a little bad, "Didn't you just ask 'what are you waiting for'?"

Zhou Shuchen lowered his eyes and completely took off the nondescript lip ring in his hand, red marks were engraved on the skin by silver threads.He kissed Jian Zhuo's red and swollen left ring finger again, held the soft ruler that fell on the quilt and hung it in front of Jian Zhuo's shaking pupils, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll wait for you to exchange for the pair of rings."