MTL - Low Key Star-~ Extra 001

   Extra episode 001

  October evening in Beijing is already cool. The neon lights on both sides of the street are intertwined into light and shadow in the twilight, reflecting the girl's cold and clear eyes, and reflecting bright colors in the car windows.

  Jiang Yingxue sat in the co-pilot seat, stretched her body slightly, glanced at the crowded traffic ahead, frowned slightly, leaned back on the seat, and said softly, "Maybe I'm going to be late."

"Won't."

  The young man next to him turned his eyes away from the vehicle's central control screen, released the brakes to keep up with the vehicle in front, and then followed the brakes. He said with a smile, "Trust my skills."

  Jiang Yingxue bit her lip and glanced at him, her fair face seemed to be flushed, she wrinkled her nose, turned her head away, and ignored him.

  He said to himself: "This road is too congested. Let's go through the alley in front and go around to the Corolla side. It should be faster there."

   "What if it's also blocked?"

   "Then throw the car away and run over."

   "I'm not running."

   "I'll run with you in my arms."

  She rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to him again.

   "Boom"

  The body of the car suddenly shook, and the two people in the car were startled. He glanced through the rearview mirror and said, "It's okay, you sit down."

  Open the door and go down. The driver of the rear-end car is also a young man. He has already stepped down first. He bent down to look at the collision area, and he was relieved after confirming that there was no obvious damage. "It's okay..."

  Seeing the person getting off from the car in front, the perpetrator turned around, and apologized repeatedly with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm fully responsible, I'm fully responsible, talking to my girlfriend, no...Damn it, Lin Xuan?"

  Lin Xuan also bent down and looked at it. Before he could speak, the other party had already taken out his mobile phone, "Why are you going? Are you still live broadcasting tonight? Add a friend, how much is it, I will transfer it to you later..."

   "No, no, no big deal."

  The other party was too enthusiastic, Lin Xuan quickly waved his hands, "Forget it, don't waste time, that's it."

   "Don't! Don't!"

Seeing that he didn't want to pay, the other party immediately stretched out his hand to stop him, but he didn't dare to stop him, and said in a loud voice: "The paint has been knocked off, I have to pay! I have to pay... How much is it? No, Let’s add a friend first? How about a game friend slot?”

The rear-end collision had already attracted a certain amount of attention, but the young man yelled that you won't let me pay and I won't give up with you, which attracted more people around to look down from the car window. shoot.

  Lin Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he waved his hands and said, "It's really all right, the paint hasn't come off yet, that's it, let's go, I'm in a hurry."

   "Don't, don't, it's dropped, it's dropped, it's really dropped, look carefully."

  The young man managed to catch the real person, but he was not willing to let him go easily, "Aren't you guys going to play the final soon? Why are you still out to play? Where are you going? Is Xiaoxue here?"

   "If you really feel sorry, just go back to the live broadcast room and give some gifts. It's fine if you don't brush, let's go."

  Lin Xuan opened the door to get in the car, and Young followed him. He caught a glimpse of Jiang Yingxue in the passenger seat, and found that Xindalu was the same, "Xiaoxue, are you here? Are you two really together? Wow..."

  The young man was excited, and subconsciously wanted to take a picture with his mobile phone, but realized that it was inappropriate, so he hurried back to his car and shouted, "Hurry up, Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue! Do you want to take a look?"

Lin Xuan was about to close the car door, but when he heard what this person said, he closed it again, and opened the car door a little, turned his head to look at Jiang Yingxue, and said innocently: "You saw, I didn't say anything. I can tell."

  The young man heard it, but didn't understand what it meant. Looking at the two people in the car, he was a little confused: "Aren't you two together?"

  Lin Xuan glanced at him, stretched out his claws and grabbed Jiang Yingxue's small white hand and held it, then turned to look at the fans outside the car, "Guess for yourself."

  The young man blinked again, even more confused.

  Jiang Yingxue blushed and pulled her hand back, Lin Xuan didn't care, and asked the stunned fans outside the car: "Do you understand? If you still don't understand, how about I show you a kiss?"

The young man's girlfriend also ran over excitedly, stretched her head to look, and said excitedly: "It's really you? I thought he lied to me... Why are you going? Didn't you bump into it? Why don't you stay?" WeChat, we will transfer the money to you later.”

"No, no, you can just buy a gift later, or buy some trolls with the money, and post more of what you saw today on the Internet... Let me explain first, I don't mean to let you spread rumors, I just don't want compensation. "

"Uh…"

The couple looked at each other, both a little dazed, and even wondered if the guy in front of him, who was always talking about the interviews of the World Championships, had taken the wrong medicine again. Lin Xuan coughed and waved his hands again, "The cars in front have already left, don't tell me Alright, let's go."

With a "bang", he closed the car door, fastened his seat belt, and restarted the car. He drove with concentration, seriousness and seriousness. He didn't hear any movement until he passed the intersection ahead and it was blocked again. Guilty turned around and took a look.

   Facing those cold and clear eyes.

  He showed a pure and innocent smile, "Look, I said to trust my skills, isn't this a step closer."

   Those eyes did not blink, without any fluctuation.

"All right."

  He shifted the parking gear, leaned on the seat and sighed, then turned to look at her, "If you're angry, why don't you kiss me?"

  The girl finally rolled his eyes at him, turned her head with a blushing face, "boring!"

   "I don't have an official announcement. Even if they are so boring that they ask the navy to spread rumors, as long as we don't admit it directly, it's not an official announcement, right?"

  Jiang Yingxue ignored him.

The traffic in front moved slowly, Lin Xuan changed the forward gear again, started the car to keep up, "Do you think we will have a chance to meet Zhang Yang later? Why don't I ask him to settle the score? Why should he talk to Lin Yiran? Breaking up can cause so many people to no longer believe in love? Besides, others are just talking about it. You should talk about what should be broken up. You are lucky, and you don’t want to make it public. The two of them broke up not because it was made public, no Show affection all day, we don't learn from them."

  Jiang Yingxue glanced at him: "Go and do the math."

  Lin Xuan curled his lips, "Don't dare, I'm just a small shareholder, a part-time worker...how about the two of us working together, so that I have confidence."

  Jiang Yingxue gave him another look, "Boring."

  He turned a corner in the alley ahead and focused on driving to find a shortcut, but Jiang Yingxue took the initiative to speak instead: "Do you remember the first time I saw you?"

"remember."

  Lin Xuan just replied, before he could continue, Jiang Yingxue continued: "At that time..."

She paused and lowered her voice, "...Sister Yuting is still here... and Sister Yu'er, we went to Qingcheng to attend the engagement banquet between Sister Yiran and him...I was so envious of them at that time... until now, I have never heard of them. How many years?"

   "Many years."

Lin Xuan sighed and patted her hand, "Don't think about it so much, this kind of thing is self-knowledge, we just need to be good, you don't have to worry about encountering this kind of thing, I play games all day long , surrounded by a bunch of big men who pick their feet, and the only beauty you can touch is you... Well, of course your best friend is also counted, but she is yours. "

His interruptions and jokes didn't have a good effect. Jiang Yingxue sniffed and didn't speak. Lin Xuan said again: "I read on the Internet that Tang Yanqi will come tonight... If you don't want to watch it, let's turn around and go back. ? Or just find an Internet cafe?”

  Jiang Yingxue shook her head, Lin Xuan smiled and said, "I knew it, and I have no grudge against her, right? Besides, you voted for her when you were 101."

  Jiang Yingxue shot him a look: "That's different."

  Lin Xuan sighed, "After the finals, I will accompany you to Qingcheng."

  Jiang Yingxue gave a soft "hmm" and said, "I don't know if sister still will be in Qingcheng by then."

   "Ask her."

"Um."

  After a long circle, the two finally arrived at the Grand Theater. The electronic screen at the entrance displayed the content of "Zhang Muzhi's Martial Arts Special National Concert". The two held hands and lined up inside, and found the reserved box on the second floor.

  There are two leaflets in the box, which are well-printed. On the front page is a group photo of the performers. Naturally, the more famous star-level performers are selected, but there is no public figure, only the word "Zhang Muzhi" on it.

   "Isn't Zhang Yang going to play? No photo of him is printed." Lin Xuan was a little strange.

   "Maybe, he hasn't shown much in the past two years." Jiang Yingxue was still a little depressed.

   "It seems like it's been like this since we broke up with Lin Yiran. I don't show up where I can. I was expecting him to play "Dragon Babu" with Lin Yiran. I always feel that other people's fairy sisters are almost tasteless."

   "My sister still doesn't like Wang Yuyan."

   "The Wang Yuyan in the TV series is different from the Wang Yuyan in the novel."

   "That doesn't like it either."

"I dont like it either."

Lin Xuan's position changed smoothly, "However, the songs in the past few years have been pretty good. The country's unfortunate poet is lucky. I guess if he breaks up with Tang Yanqi in the future, there must be another burst of inspiration...Of course I am not looking forward to it. When people break up, they just casually say, what if, I'm not that kind of person."

  Jiang Yingxue glanced at him: "I am."

   "Uh...Actually, I kind of have the same idea. After breaking up with Tang Yanqi, maybe we can get back together with Lin Yiran, right?"

  Jiang Yingxue smiled at the corner of her mouth, wrinkled her nose and said angrily, "Why are you like this... I hope others will break up."

   "Hey, backfire, huh?"

   "Humph!"

The two came late, and the concert started shortly after they sat down. When the lights on the stage were turned on, the performers were scattered on the stage with their instruments, some next to each other, and some far apart. , should be divided according to different instruments.

   "Zheng"

  A pipa sounded, and the melody of the theater lights turned on and off, and finally stopped on the woman sitting on the stage holding the pipa.

  The melody became more and more intense, and when it reached the peak, it stopped suddenly, and the melodious flute sounded.

   This is a melody that many people have been familiar with since they were young. Lin Xuan almost hummed along. Turning his head and seeing Jiang Yingxue listening intently, he quietly reached out and held her hand. The girl glanced at him and ignored it.

  He grasped it with peace of mind, and looked over after a while, seeing that she closed her eyes gently, so he slowly leaned over and kissed her softly white cheek.

A soft little hand patted on the face with a soft sound, and it didn't hurt, but he pushed him away. The girl opened those bright eyes, and the coldness in her eyes when facing others was already melted by tenderness. It was mixed with shame for a while, and it was even more difficult to detect.

  She was ashamed and angry: "Don't mess around here."

  He blinked: "Didn't you ask me to kiss you?"

  The girl widened her eyes, and he also widened her eyes: "You closed your eyes yourself!"

  Jiang Yingxue reached out and hit him, "I'm listening to music!"

   "Uh...then you can continue to listen, and I will listen carefully."

  The two-and-a-half-hour concert passed quickly. After the last song "Sword Like a Dream", all the repertoires were finished, and after the performers called their curtains, a figure came up.

  A burst of applause erupted immediately, even more enthusiastic than when the performers called the curtain call just now.

   "This is the first concert dedicated to martial arts. I am actually quite surprised that it is so popular... Thank you for your support as always, and I hope you will not be disappointed."

   "It's getting late, so I won't waste everyone's time. The first game is not the end. We'll go forever, and we'll see each other again."

  After Zhang Yang delivered a brief thank you, he waved his hand and left. Someone shouted, "Zhang Yang! When is the new album coming out?"

  Amidst a burst of laughter, he waved his hand, did not answer, and went backstage.

Tang Yanqi was wearing an ordinary gray-blue knit dress, with flat soles on his feet, and was waiting backstage. When he saw him coming, he pursed his lips and held back a smile to greet him. Zhang Yang tapped her forehead, "What are you laughing at?" Ah laugh?"

Tang Yanqi shook his head vigorously, "I didn't laugh at you." Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing out loud, so he turned around and smiled together with Yan Xixi, "Look, sister Xixi laughed too, but We didn't even laugh at you...hahaha..."

  After having a celebration banquet with all the performers and staff, Zhang Hongkang, who hadn’t drunk a drop, drove the two of them back. Yan Xixi was still sitting in the passenger seat, and turned to look at Zhang Yang, “Are you okay?”

"fine."

   Zhang Yang shook his head, then looked at Tang Yanqi leaning on his shoulder, and sighed helplessly, "They all have the same virtue."

   Tang Yanqi's face was flushed after drinking a little wine. He leaned on his shoulder and closed his eyes to rest his mind, but he opened his eyes immediately after hearing this.

  Yan Xixi turned around and pretended not to exist.

Zhang Yang froze for a moment, not knowing what to say, Tang Yanqi glared at him angrily, stretched out his hand to pinch his shoulder, hugged one of his arms, pressed his slightly hot face against it, and said softly Voice: "Go to the sofa to sleep with Hey at night."

   Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Okay."

  The car drove forward in silence, and the neon lights on both sides shone through the window from time to time. Tang Yanqi quietly opened his eyes and glanced at him, and said softly, "Brother, let's play a song."

"it is good."

  Zhang Hongkang responded, Yan Xixi said: "I'll come."

  She turned on the car radio, and was listening to an "old song" playing in it: "Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday..."

  Yan Xixi seemed to have been stung, and hurriedly reached out to change the channel, Tang Yanqi already laughed: "Sister Xixi, no need."

  Yan Xixi hesitated for a moment, looked back, Tang Yanqi smiled and said: "If I want to care about this, I won't be sitting here long ago."

  Yan Xixi looked at Zhang Yang again, turned her head away, and didn't move.

  “At that time, the sky was always blue, and the days always passed too slowly”

  "You always say that graduation is nowhere in sight, and you go your separate ways in a blink of an eye"

  The voice that still seemed a little green at the beginning sang songs that belonged to the youth, but with an indescribable sense of vicissitudes, it echoed in the carriage.

   "I will also have my wife, and I will show her the picture"

   "Tell her about you at the same table"

  …

  Tang Yanqi looked up at him, and slowly slid one hand down to clenched his palm with five fingers.

   "Who married the sentimental you?"

   "Who comforts you who loves to cry?"

   "Who put your long hair up?"

   "Who made your wedding dress?"

  …

   After recovering from a cold, I suddenly wanted to write something extra, and there are more follow-ups, but I don’t know when it will be finished.

   Again, the ending is double, but the process is more twists and turns, and the time span is longer.

  (end of this chapter)