MTL - BOSS Dresses as a Cutie-Chapter 119 He has bipolar disorder 8
"If you don't go in, don't go in, who is afraid of who?"
Qingyun rubbed his toes on the extremely high screen, gnashing his teeth and looking at Wei Changxiu, who seemed to concentrate on the serious work of the computer, and slammed his head back.
Stop him? well. See who can get through!
"What song can I pull?" Qingyun asked with an eyebrow.
Wei Changxiu is facing the young man, trying to restrain himself from looking back, but the voice is not gentle: "Let what you like."
He believes that the music that teenagers like, he will certainly like it. Even if the teenager is left by his side, Wei Changxiu does not want to use him as a tool for healing, or a machine for playing music. He wants to let the teenager stay with him, and he is comfortable and happy.
"Okay, this is what you said!" Qingyun's mouth evoked a sly smile, picked up the violin, closed his eyes and pulled up the song.
Enthusiastic and unrestrained, the songs filled with joy and love flowed out at the junction of his bow and strings, and turned into the most enthusiastic teasing. It was easy to pass through the screen separating the two people and entered Weichangxiu. In the ears.
Wei long repaired, but then he resumed the normal state, staring blankly at the screen of the notebook, the action of typing on his hand did not seem to pause, but look carefully, the man's back seems to be more rigid, tight Muscle outlines are revealed through a thin silk shirt.
This song was once banned in the most rigorous times, because this song is filled with the most real emotions and needs of human beings from beginning to end. The author who originally created him was a playboy, and this song was often played at the time of the most awkward aristocratic gatherings to cheer.
Qing Yun also remembered this strange piece of music because of curiosity. I did not expect it to be used now.
Looking at the manned tip of the man's ear, it became a little red, and Qingyun couldn't help but flash a fascinating pleasure. Then his piano sound was more cheerful, and he brought a kind of indescribable lingering and lingering. .
One after another, the notes were drilled into the ear, and the nerves of Wei Changxiu were provoked. The person who thought of playing this piece of music was the figure that flashed in his mind when he was awake at night, and Wei Changxiu completely could not restrain himself. reaction. He never found himself with such an embarrassing time. It seems that his self-control is proud of being like a tiger in paper.
Wei Chang repaired and endured, but still did not hold back the "蹭" and stood up, interrupted the juvenile performance.
He went back to his bedroom through another door stiffly, and warned the boy: "Don't play this song..."
However, this hoarse abnormal sound came out, and even Wei Chang repaired himself and made a jump. He coughed twice and cleared his throat, and continued to discipline the teenager like a disciplinary child: "Of course, you shouldn't look at this type of music and related materials."
"Hey? Why?" Qingyun stopped and smashed a pair of cats, so naively looking at the man who was stiff from head to toe like a robot. "I think it's very nice, very interesting?"
"..." Hearing the words of the teenager, Wei Changxiu could not help but take a deep breath and keep telling himself that he is still young. He is still just a grown-up. Maybe he doesn't understand this. You should not use this messy thought to pollute him!
"In short... you can remember it." Throw the next sentence, the Guardian ran away from the desert, grabbed the door into his bedroom, and then rushed directly into the bathroom.
The pours of the cold water drenched the clothes directly and washed them into the body to repair the body, but did not let him calm down.
Wei Changxiu raised his hand and grabbed his eyes, and he couldn't help but get heavy.
Just once, let him indulge once.
Thinking of the cute appearance of the young man's chin, thinking about the ruddy lips that he bite slightly when he was angry, thinking about his beautiful eyes that made him unable to extricate himself, Wei Changxiu looked like a long-suffering beast, looking for The way to liberation.
If the pair of eyes are always shining and shining, there is nothing left and nothing, and even tears of joy, what a beautiful view?
Wei Chang’s breathing was not even thicker.
Today's business has finally completely unveiled the desire to ferment in Wei Chang's heart. From the day when I heard the music of the teenager outside the opera house, Wei Changxiu was like a madman, and used all kinds of ways to find the traces of the boy.
Even if he restrained himself and concealed himself, he could not deny that he was heading to the feet, and every cell was eager for the boy.
What is this for him? Love at first sight?
This boy is the biggest accident in Wei Chang’s life. But Wei Chang, who has never liked the accident, has not felt any dissatisfaction. He should be like this... recognize him at a glance.
However, thinking of his own illness, as well as the ignorance of the youngster, Wei Changxiu was upset. He felt that he should contact the famous doctor abroad again.
In the study, the old sorcerer, "Uncle", held the piano on the soft couch.
Although the soundproofed walls allowed Qingyun to hear the sound of the water in the bedroom of Weichang, he couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the man's unbearable expression.
Sticking out his fingers and poking the sturdy screen, Qingyun’s eyes smiled with interest, and I can see how long you can stay.
Since Chen Yu was taken over by the Wei family that day, he has never returned, which makes him unable to be curious about his father and his mother.
Today, I came down from the stairs to my mother, and once again habitually glanced at the door, and then frowned and said to myself: "This is the first few days? Why haven't you returned yet?"
The gaze of the newspaper in his hand did not speak, but the faintly clenched fingers showed that his heart was not peaceful.
After all, it was the guardian. If their pro-sons had contact with the guardian, they would naturally be happy to jump. But now the guardian picks up, but to Chen Yu, the father to the mother does not know what the relationship between Chen Yu and Wei Jia in the end, so these days can not help but secretly in the heart, the more I want to feel the more than the heart of the seven peaceful.
After all, the two people still know what it is like to go to Chen Yu’s home.
Looking at the mother to the morning, I smiled and said: "Xiao Yu may go back to school directly." He laughed if nothing happened, but the taste of his heart was not good.
To Chen Yu did go back to school every day, but when he was out of school, he didn’t go back to the student dormitory alone as usual, but he left every night in a low-key luxury business car.
The students of the Conservatory of Music were not rich and expensive, and they immediately recognized that it was the car to go to the guardian. Therefore, Chen Yu had recently made a splash in the school.
Everyone knows that the unrecognizable home-raising children in the school not only shined at the international music conference, but also had contact with the Wei family.
However, their attitude towards Chen Yu is still not good. Although they dare not discuss the matter about Weijia in a blatant manner, they secretly sneered at the richness of Chen Yu, and they have lost the music industry like a good advocate. face.
I also asked Wei Shiang that I had concealed it from the morning and the present, but even Wei Weiang knew nothing about going to the guardian home.
This is not to let the sense of crisis rise in the heart of the morning and the present, even the world is not clear, this only shows one thing, that is, the one who will find the morning feathers is the most noble person of the Wei family, that is, Wei The current power of the family is Wei Changxiu!
Even if the center of mind is thinking, the morning and the present are not showing a half-sentence to the father. He does not like his parents’ concern about betting on Chen Yu, except for disgust and reprimand.
Perhaps it was Cao Cao Cao Cao, and soon after, the sound of the car whistle came from outside, leaving the family to rush all the way to Chen Yu.
As soon as I saw the appearance of Chen Yu, I couldn’t help myself to the father. Because the teenager with sweat on the tip of his nose swept the previous quiet and gloomy appearance, his cheeks showed a healthy blush, and even the corners of his mouth were smiling. At first glance, he knew that the boy had a good time at the Wei family in these days.
Seeing the three people in the living room, Qing Yun just went upstairs with a slight nod. He went back to the house just to get things. The Weijia’s car was still waiting outside. He rushed back to continue to tease the fake. Serious men, there is no mind to pay attention to these few to the family.
"Wait!" Seeing Chen Yu hurried upstairs and hurriedly left, but the mother yelled at him, "Where have you been in these two days?"
Wen Yanqing's unspeakable sneer, while bending over and wearing shoes, answered the words to the mother: "Where am I going? Didn't you know before? The guardian came to pick me up."
When I heard that this place was no match for my son's adopted son, I was really favored by the Wei family. I couldn't help but live to the mother. I immediately sank my face and ordered it with a sharp voice: "Today, bring you morning and present together. past!"
When I heard this, Qing Yun almost couldn’t help but laugh out loud. When I was young, I also had a name in the music industry. I didn’t expect to marry my father, but I was assimilated into this appearance.
What is this about doing your son? Hard to Guardian, is it ridiculous?
"I can promise, but I don't guarantee that the defenders will be angry." Qing Yun faintly answered.
The irony in his words made him look red in the blink of an eye. When I spoke to my mother, I did not say anything to the morning. Because he knows, the person who goes to see Chen Yu every day is Wei Wei repair! The real power of the Wei family, Wei Shiang is completely incomparable with him.
And to the morning and now, I don’t feel that my talent in music is weaker than that of Chen Yu. If it’s not for Chen Yu’s coincidence to play “Flowing Water” in the finals, then I’m going to shine on the field and I’m invited by Wei’s family. It is he who is right!
To the mother, she listened to Qingyun’s words. She hesitated, and eventually she was afraid of offending the defender, so she gave up.
However, at this time, there was no voice to the father, but he did not hang on to the guardian like the mother. Instead, he mentioned the rematch in a few days: "The rematch is about to begin, you are ready. What track?"
Qing Yun is simply going to be laughed at by this family. She never looks at Chen Yu as a son on weekdays, but when she puts on the parents' spectrum, she is not at all guilty.
But Qingyun is not worried about revealing the tracks he wants to perform, because he is destined to win no one. He put on his shoes and stood back at the porch and looked at his father: "In the rematch, the song I want to play is Moore's "D Major Concerto."
The first of the ten most difficult songs, often played by five or more performers, in order to perfectly present the concerto.
"What?" Hearing the name that was reported to Chen Yu, he almost fell to the mother, and she turned to the incredible look at the standing porch, changing the quietness of the week, and looking very proud of the boy.
"You want to play alone? Don't be kidding..." Even the morning and the present lost his way. He tried to dispel the thought of Chen Yu and slowly grasped his slightly trembling hands.
To Chen Yu, dare to choose this song? Is he too arrogant or confident that he will present this song perfectly like playing "Water"?
In the past few days, I clearly heard the pressure of the youngsters playing "Flowing Water" in the background, and once again hit the heart of the morning and the present.
The father finally removed the newspaper in front of him, and a pair of slightly obscure eyes implied and looked at Qingyun: "You don't have to play such a track, you have already got the reputation, and you have also got a guardian."
"And... people always have a conscience."
Speaking to the father's heavy words to Qingyun, Chen Yu was extremely afraid of his words and gaze because he was abused by his father from an early age. Often, as long as he opens his mouth to the father, he will not agree to it.
But Qingyun did not, he immediately heard the meaning of the words in the father's words. Doesn't it mean that he wants to release water in the game and give him a chance to perform well in the morning?
Do people always have a conscience? It’s ridiculously ridiculous, and the opportunity to make a fortune to Chen Yu, why should I give it to the morning and the present?
Qingyun’s eyes were more intense, and he did not show any fear. Instead, he looked at the father ironically: “Father, the same thing, I want to give it to you.”
