The CP I knocked is sweeter than the text I wrote

The day after the press conference of "Your Melody" was Fang Shengkuo's 21st birthday. He had a regular shoot during the day, and after the end he and Zhang Wen went back to the company to do a birthday live broadcast.

The company originally wanted to help him hold a birthday party, but he had already thought about spending his birthday alone with Mu Qi, and he couldn't refuse the company's kindness, so he had to take a step back and say that he could do a live broadcast to interact with fans online.

The live broadcast started at [-]:[-] p.m. and lasted for about one and a half hours. There were no special sessions. The main thing was that Fang Shengkuo chatted with fans, made a humanoid karaoke machine, and sang for fans.

Fang Shengkuo also sang a short section of a new song that has not been disclosed in the live broadcast room. He said that it will be launched at the same time as his new single. Please look forward to it.

While singing, he selected the questions on the barrage to answer. For those comments that he knew at a glance that they were black fans, he just pretended not to see them, and he didn't want to be spoiled by this person.

Some fans asked him if he really planned to go to Canada to see the Maple Leafs with Mu Qi this fall. What if both of them had jobs during that time?

"Of course it's true! I won't lie to anyone, let alone you. We discussed this trip at the end of last year."

"If we can't make time at that time, we may change to Hokkaido to soak up the warmth or go diving in the island. I don't know yet!"

The implication of Fang Shengkuo's words is that no matter what, we will definitely hang out together!

After being certified by the owner's own seal, the hearts of CP fans were more than half relieved. Knowing that their son was not fooling the reporter with casual remarks, nor was he using his relationship with Mu Qi to do business, they felt an orgasm again.

"How's the progress of the new single? Is it still in dystocia?" Fang Shengkuo read another question, felt a little toothache after reading it, and said with a "hiss", "The song has been written, it's the lyrics After writing several editions, I still can’t find the right feeling, and I’m still thinking about it.”

The single he promised to fans has been delayed from last year to this year. Fans did not wait for him to release a new song, but instead sent him a birthday song. He was embarrassed when he saw the birthday video made by fans, so he reposted that Weibo post Express thankfulness.

Some fans asked him how he planned to spend his birthday.

It's not easy to answer this question, he should have pretended not to see it, but he was about to say it, and stopped himself on the pole.

"Hmm..." He thought for a while, and found a more euphemistic statement that didn't seem to be deceiving the fans, "I live with my friends, so I should go to dinner together."

The fans knew who the "friend" he was referring to was, but they all chose to play dumb and swiped a wave of "Happy Birthday". Qi, fortunately this time he didn't read it quickly, and still pretended not to see it.

After the live broadcast in the afternoon, his work today also ended. Zhang Wen did not arrange too intensive work schedule for him. There was only one resident variety show in the first half of the year, and the rest of the time would be sporadically attending some events and being a flying guest. Most of the time he is free.

But in fact, for rising artists, exposure is still very important. Being too low-key is sometimes not a good thing, unless you are really very popular, and the public buys you, even if you can’t produce a work in a year, everyone will think about it. I can remember you, otherwise you will be eliminated by this circle soon.

It's not that Zhang Wen doesn't want to take a job for Fang Shengkuo. No agent would not want the artists he brings to be popular. The main reason is that Fang Shengkuo's popularity and commercial value are not stable enough. Many brands, variety shows and producers are in the same situation. In the wait-and-see stage, they want to see whether he is worth investing in, and dare not seek cooperation rashly. If his popularity and popularity are just a flash in the pan, they will lose a lot.

"The first recording of "Your Melody" is scheduled for Saturday, which is the day after tomorrow. It will be recorded for a whole day including rehearsals. It may be a bit hard. You should pay attention to rest these two days."

"I will, thank you, Miss Wen."

"What I said the day before yesterday might be a bit serious, so don't take it too seriously." Zhang Wen was like an amiable big sister when she wasn't talking about work. She took a paper bag on the back seat and handed it to Fang Shengkuo, "This It's a birthday present for you, happy birthday to you."

"Can I open it now?"

After getting the gift giver's consent, Fang Shengkuo took out the rectangular gift box in the paper bag with a beautiful golden bow tied on it. He untied the bow carefully and opened the box. Inside lay quietly a royal blue gift box. The microphone has an uppercase English letter "K" collaged with white diamonds on the handle.

"This... is too precious, I..." Fang Shengkuo was a little incoherent with excitement.

Zhang Wen said: "I don't know much about this aspect. I entrusted a friend who is more professional in this aspect to help me choose. I hope you will like it."

More than just liking it, I can't put it down!

Which singer doesn't want to have a microphone all his own. He originally wanted to buy one for himself and Mu Qi after his career developed and stabilized, but he didn't expect to receive it from someone else so soon.

Fang Shengkuo looked at Zhang Wen gratefully: "Thank you so much! I...I like it so much!"

"It's fine if you like it, cute boy." Zhang Wen originally wanted to raise her hand to touch his head, but felt that such a gesture was too intimate, so she stopped in mid-air and patted his shoulder lightly. "Okay, go back quickly! Someone should be waiting for you."

This is a little secret between them, one won't reveal it, the other knows how to measure it, they can cooperate very well.

Fang Shengkuo went home first and changed his clothes. He booked a restaurant yesterday. It is a private Japanese restaurant with private rooms. There are very few people going there on weekdays, so don't worry about being photographed secretly. or bother.

When he arrived, Mu Qi was already sitting inside. Since there was a waiter behind him, he suppressed the urge to hug, and greeted with a smile: "Have you been waiting for a long time? There is a traffic jam on the road, so you are late."

"Not long," Mu Qi got up to greet him, took Fang Shengkuo's coat more smoothly than the waiter, helped him hang up the coat, and then told the waiter, "The dishes you ordered just now can start serving, thank you."

As soon as the waiter went out and closed the door, Fang Shengkuo threw himself into Mu Qi's arms, hugged him tightly and said, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

It had been almost a month since they last saw each other.

Mu Qi wrapped his arms around his waist, put his lips close to his ears, and said softly, "Happy birthday, my little prince."

After all, this place is still a public place, and the waiter will come in to serve food at any time. It is not a good place to have intimate behaviors. They separated after hugging each other, and sat on both sides of the long table.

"I watched yesterday's press conference. Brother Chu Qiu still sang Xixi's single."

"Yeah, unexpected, but within reason," Fang Shengkuo poured a cup of tea for himself and Mu Qi, took a sip, and said, "There should be no one who understands what the other party's song wants to express better than them." Feelings, it's a pity..."

It's a pity that it's too late for them to meet each other, and it's too late for them to fall in love.

They don't like to over-discuss other people's private affairs in private, even if the topic is their own good friends, so they just skip the topic after two or three sentences.

"Ah, that's right! Sister Wen gave me a custom-made microphone as a birthday present today. It's very beautiful!"

"That's a coincidence," Mu Qi put a beautifully packaged small square box on the table, "The gift I gave can just complete the equipment for you."

Fang Shengkuo took it apart and took a look. Inside was a pair of dark blue earbuds. Two English letters—Q and K were printed on the two shells respectively. The fonts were silvery white. Slowly flowing galaxy.

"The length of your hair now is just enough to cover the back of the ear, and you are used to wearing only the left ear, even if you print on the other ear, you won't be noticed."

"It's okay to be noticed, I just say we have a good relationship."

He originally wondered if Mu Qi would give him a ring in a very old-fashioned way on his birthday. The two of them have never given each other any symbolic gifts since they established their relationship, such as couple necklaces, bracelets, earrings, etc. All of them were blacklisted by them, too old-fashioned and vulgar.

These ears were sent to Fang Shengkuo's heart, and Mu Qi put his name next to his ears, as if he was always by his side.

Fang Shengkuo was very satisfied after eating a meal of Japanese food. After the meal, the waiter brought a cake in the image of a prince with two number candles stuck on it.

He didn't like to make wishes on birthdays before, because none of the wishes he made when he was a child were fulfilled. He thought it was just a consolation. If any wish could come true, there would probably be no poor people in this world. .

But now he is willing to believe again for Mu Qi's sake that God really has a spirit. As long as he is devout enough, he will be able to send his wish to God and ask God to make it come true.

"Why didn't you ask me what wish I just made?"

On the way back, Fang Shengkuo skillfully turned on the lights and changed lanes, stopped at the intersection of traffic lights, turned his head to look at Mu Qi, who was on the co-pilot, and the latter said: "The wish will not come true when you say it, and it will come true in the future." It's not too late to tell me."

"It's too early. I figured it out. I guess it will be when your hair is gray, you can't walk, and you can't speak clearly."

"That's fine, at least we're still together until then," Mucci said.

The waiting time for this red light was a bit long, and the countdown on the indicator light showed that there were still more than [-] seconds left. Fang Shengkuo unfastened his seat belt, crossed the center console, and kissed Mu Qi briefly and sweetly.

"I don't have a very good memory. I forget a lot of what I said. Remember to remind me when we are old. I will tell you whether my wish has come true or not."

—What you love is you, and what you want is you.

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