little turtle in pocket

Chapter 37

Year [-] AD.The dates of the Lunar New Year and Valentine's Day coincided this time, adding a lot of sweetness to the festival filled with lights and festoons.

The heater in the cafe was turned on too high intentionally or unintentionally, so hot that all the couples were still sweating when they went into battle in their single clothes, their eyes were extraordinarily shiny and their cheeks were extraordinarily rosy, and they looked like they were secreting too much pheromone.

There are exceptions to everything.The man sitting in the innermost booth didn't seem to feel the warm atmosphere at all. He didn't even take off his black leather jacket, but he remained motionless, cool and sweatless.

Jiang Liqi sighed.Although the accident on the set of Dongfeng Production Company has passed, it is clear that in someone's heart, the aftermath is far from subsided.These days, she has almost gotten used to the way a man starts to worry when he calms down.

"Did Director Zhang set a start time for that play?"

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and replied: "No, he said that it depends on the results of the talks with the two film and television bases."

Jiang Liqi patted the back of his left hand resting on the table comfortingly: "Uncle Zhang's style has always been to work slowly and meticulously, and we will wait patiently for news from him—" Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of sweet voice in Lawyer Jiang's handbag Niaoming, she smiled apologetically at Wu Ming, took out her mobile phone and answered it sideways, "It's me. --------What?------I see!"

Wu Ming looked at the girl who hung up the phone suddenly: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Liqi seemed to be in a state of confusion, forced a smile, pulled the notebook spread out on the table to him, tapped a few times on the keyboard with his fingers, and then carefully studied the contents on it, his face became more and more gloomy.

"What's the matter?" Wu Ming couldn't hold back, he took the notebook half-forced, and easily stopped Jiang Liqi's attempt to take it back with only one hand, while sliding the other hand on the touch screen, his expression gradually changed from curiosity to surprise. For anger, "Who did this?"

Jiang Liqi's tears were about to come out, and she said angrily: "I don't know, don't read it, just turn it off."

Wu Ming categorically replied: "No." After reading a few more pages of those extremely aggressive posts, he looked up at the opposite girl who was biting her lips, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer such insults for nothing. .Tomorrow I will ask Xiaoshen and the others to arrange a draft to make our relationship public."

The girl's tears suddenly burst into tears, and she shook her head again and again: "But we didn't-------No, no, it can't do this, it will affect your image---"

"I don't care." Wu Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl's hand across the table, "If you think I'm not good enough for you—"

The girl exclaimed: "Of course you deserve it!" Then her face flushed and she lowered her head.

Wu Ming smiled: "Then it's no problem." It seemed that a certain year, month, and day when someone once bowed his head and blushed in front of him appeared in his mind. He shook his head, unwilling to think about it again.

In the background music came the sound of a piano flowing like clouds and flowing water, followed by a gentle and affectionate voice of a man:

"You and I who love like that,

stay in that moment,

Is it forever?

I thought I could love like this forever,

Unexpectedly, they still separated in the end.

is it my fault?

Tears, please tell me,

Give me a reason to give up.

Are you the one who changed?

Maybe this story started from the beginning,

The ending is already doomed----"

The song was sad and pure, reminiscing about the lost love, but there was no resentment, just staying quietly in the corner and counting the past.

The passionate lovers in the cafe were all intoxicated by it, but Wu Ming felt as if he was burned by the fire, jumped up and said something vaguely, dropped a large bill, and then hurried away, staggering like a drunken person .

Jiang Liqi was left frantically packing up her things, almost knocking over the almost untouched cup of coffee on the table.In a panic, she looked up, and suddenly found that not far away, on the poster pasted behind the DJ at the front desk, there was an unfamiliar face with long eyelashes hanging down, and a blank expression like a lost child.

As soon as he walked into the recording studio, Wen Nuo felt the atmosphere was strange.

Several people standing or sitting cast their eyes on him in unison, curious, pity, regret, resentment, all kinds of eyes.

"Teacher Yuan."

The boy's jackknife bow made Yuan Ruoxi's face relax a little: "Come and sit, Xiaowen."

Wen Nuo walked slowly to Teacher Yuan, hunchbacked as usual, and was standing by the chair, hesitating whether to sit down, when he was pushed from the side, fell on the chair, and scrambled around. Get up, look back, Li Dongxing is smiling at him triumphantly.

"Xiao Wen, I have two news to tell you. One good and one bad."

"Ah?" Wen Nuo stared blankly at the serious-faced Senior Yuan, with such a blank expression that one just wanted to go up and pinch him to wake him up.

Yuan Ruoxi didn't get the response she wanted, so she had to find the next step by herself: "Then let me tell you the good news first. Your EP has received a good response from the market. The sales volume in the first week broke the chart record, and the number of CRBT downloads is also quite good. Exceeded company expectations."

At this point, Teacher Yuan stopped.The unresponsive little tortoise was thinking about his own thoughts, and didn't realize that the whole audience was waiting for him to ask logical questions.

Dongxing was in a hurry, and he used the five-clawed golden dragon to pinch him hard on his back.

Wen Nuo let out an "oops" and hurriedly asked, "Then what's the bad news?"

Yuan Ruoxi returned to her extremely serious expression, looking like a heartbroken father of an active criminal: "Let me listen to a recording for you first."

The sound card of the desktop computer has not been upgraded, the sound effect is not very good, it is a bit hissing, but it can be discerned that it is two young men talking, and one of them has a clear voice: "-------Do you think this Is the song "takemetheway" good?"

Wen Nuo raised his head suddenly, feeling the cold sweat from his vest gradually oozing out, soaking his clothes.

In the recording, another young man replied with a relatively mellow voice: "It's okay, but I don't understand why they are so inferior and want to hide and sing in other people's language. Isn't this record released in the United States?"

"Click", Yuan Ruoxi turned off the recording, looked at Wen Nuo, and sighed heavily.

"Did you say that?"

Wen Nuo bit her lower lip and said nothing.

"Yes or no?"

Teacher Yuan got angry and slammed the table, startling Ke Xu who was leaning against the table and daydreaming.

Dongxing was also awakened by the beat, jumped up and yelled: "Li Shusheng! What the hell is he doing? It's just a concert, why is he recording?"

"You don't care if he records or not! The question is what did this kid say! The singer's most taboo is to comment on his peers, don't you know?" Yuan Ruoxi pushed back angrily, and then continued to point at Wen Nuo, "See if you don't usually hum No, why did you poke such a big hole the moment you opened your mouth?"

The bass player who followed Dongxing to join in the fun in the autumn wind timidly pointed out: "But, he is telling the truth, isn't the nickname of the rise band the fake foreign devil?"

"Just because it's the truth, let alone tell it!" Yuan Ruoxi replied angrily, with her belly puffed out like a pregnant woman about to give birth, her hands crossed behind her waist.

There was silence in the recording studio.

After a long time, a gentle and mellow voice said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

"Is there any point in apologizing to me? Now that the audio has been uploaded on the website, the person is also a celebrity in the rock industry. Those who don't know think we are using their fame to hype newcomers!"

Teacher Yuan, who was swollen with anger, was still angry, and was about to continue to scold the troublemaker, when the door opened, and a group of men walked in, all of them in black clothes and sunglasses. At first glance, they thought it was MIB.

The leader with a round face grinned, and the serious atmosphere was immediately destroyed: "Hey, where is the meeting? Our big star Jin is right, hey, I can guess that you will be here!"

Yuan Ruoxi nodded to Cheng Shen, who was silent behind him, and asked suspiciously: "If I remember correctly, this gentleman is from the police field? Has this matter developed to the point where you need to get involved?"

"Ah, no!" Zheng Zhi, a member of the police force, shook his head like a rattle, "I just came over to take a look with Jin Daxing as a personal friend."

Suddenly someone said: "Police? But why do I look at him like a hooligan?"

"Oh, let's continue! You have been infected by daredevils!" Dongxing pointed to the serious rabbit in horror, and then twisted the ears of someone who was lying on the table next to him as if he wanted to bury his face in the table bucket, "Wen Nuo, tell me the truth, did you infect him? Didn’t you, didn’t you?”

"Li Dongxing, are you enough?"

Suddenly a deep voice came from the back of the head, Dong Xing trembled, and let go of his hand embarrassingly: "Hey, I was just kidding."

Cheng Shen didn't pay attention to Dong Xing any more, just patted Wen Nuo on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be sad, it's not a big deal, just pay attention in the future." Looking at the little rabbit's luck, he couldn't help smiling, hooking his fingers together, "Come on, let me tell you something."

Zheng Zhi walked over three steps at a time, with hesitation on his face: "What?"

Jin Daxing smiled brightly, and his voice was just enough for the three people to hear: "Today is really a coincidence. Do you know what an enemy from a previous life is? The one who just said you look like a hooligan."

The rogue policeman has a pretty face, red, orange, yellow and green all over the place: "Him? He is from my previous life----that?"

Cheng Shen nodded: "Why don't some people target you as soon as they come up?"

"No way—" the rogue policeman wailed, but because he stared at the rabbit too enthusiastically, the annoyed rabbit gave him a big white eye, and the wailing became louder.

Wen Nuo looked left at the hooligan and right at the rabbit, and finally looked up at Jin Daxing, who was leaning next to him. The other party winked at him and made a grimace.

No matter how stable and mature he pretends to be, he is still a child in the bottom of his heart.

Cheng Shen breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to Yuan Ruoxi with a smile: "Leave the troubles alone, let's go to Tianwaitian tonight."

The investment in decoration of this newly opened club seems to be not prepared to make money at all, and even the toilet paper is custom-made and imported from Australia.

The boy's face in the mirror was still pale, and his eyes were becoming darker and darker.

Wen Nuo lowered his head and poured another handful of cold water on his face, but he felt that the tingling pain in his temples did not ease.Wiping his wet cheeks, he put down his rolled up sleeves and walked out of the bathroom.

The lights in the corridor are dim, and the display cabinets on both sides are filled with exquisite antique jade articles of various colors. The luxury without reason makes people have the illusion of visiting a museum at night.

Almost to the private room, someone was swearing at people quickly.Listen carefully, it seems to be Li Dongxing's voice.

Wen Nuo leaned against the corner of the corner, poked his head quietly, and it turned out that Thorny was on the phone.

It seems inappropriate to appear at this time.Wen Nuo looked up to study the direction of the wood grain on the ceiling, but suddenly heard a woman's voice talking passionately.

Looking back, through the half-opened log door of the private room next to it, beer bottles are scattered all over the empty room, leftovers are left on the table, and on the huge TV screen, the hostess with an exaggerated expression is broadcast entertainment news.Probably the end of the song, and the waiter has not had time to accept it.

Wu Ming's appearance was caught off guard.That gentle and jade-like face instantly occupied the entire screen. It can be seen that he is in a good state of mind. He has a calm and unhurried air, as usual, with a standard smile, as warm as the spring breeze in March: "I didn't announce it before, I think it’s not the time. Now I think it’s the time, so I’ll announce it, isn’t it normal?”

"So, are you Miss Jiang herself?"

Journalists can be a really annoying character sometimes.Wu Ming restrained his smile, and said coldly: "This question is redundant, I don't think it is necessary to answer it."

Another reporter asked persistently: "Then according to this, the photo with the broken back that was widely circulated on various websites is fake?"

Even though he was extremely annoyed, handsome Wu still maintained his proper demeanor, still calm and gentle: "I don't know what you mean. I've never heard of a broken back photo."

When he returned to the private room, Dongxing had already finished scolding Shusheng, so he sat down first.Wen Nuo quietly walked to the side and sat down.

Cheng Shen had just finished drinking with Mr. Yuan, loosened his tie, turned his head to look, and couldn't help but be taken aback: "Have you ever cried?"

The boy instinctively covered his red, swollen and hot eyes with the back of his hand, forced a smile and said, "No, I just got a new contact lens, and I feel a little uncomfortable."