She Came To My Concert

Zhu Wenshu's confusion was interrupted by Ling Chen's sudden sharp voice.

She didn't even dare to take a big breath, she stared blankly at the two men in front of her, not understanding why the atmosphere suddenly became like this.

But there was no trace of tension on Ling Xingyan's face.

"I brought some drinks when I came here, thinking not to neglect your guests." He said in a relaxed tone, raised his hand to support the half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, moved his eyes up, and looked at Ling Chen, "Why are you nervous?" .”

The two men were about the same height.

But because Ling Chen was standing on the steps, he seemed to be a head taller than Ling Xingyan.

"Don't strike up a conversation just because you're a pretty girl." He pressed his jaw, and glanced at Ling Xingyan lightly, with a hint of warning in his voice, "Be careful with your words and deeds."

Zhu Wenshu raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at the face that resembled Ling Siyuan with some surprise.

Unexpectedly, this man with a gentle and elegant appearance is actually a prodigal son who is promiscuous.

What's more, he is still Ling Chen's manager, so he doesn't hold on to his identity so much, isn't he afraid of causing trouble for his own artists?

Wait a minute-

What did Ling Chen call him just now?

Order, Xing, Yan?

His last name is Ling?

Is it brother?

When many messy thoughts flashed through Zhu Wenshu's mind, Ling Xingyan chuckled.

He took a step back with the corners of his lips curled up, raised his hands, and looked at Ling Chen with a smile.

"OK."

Turning to look at Zhu Wenshu again, "Sorry, I took the liberty."

"No, it's okay."

There was an inexplicable weirdness in the atmosphere at the scene, and Zhu Wenshu felt that it was not suitable to stay longer, "Then I'll go first? I don't want to disturb you."

Hearing Zhu Wenshu's words, Ling Chen didn't look at her, but pursed his lips tightly and said "um", then turned and walked towards the piano.

The tense atmosphere just now dissipated with the sound of Ling Chen flipping the music score.

Zhu Wenshu backed out silently.

Ling Xingyan watched her back completely disappear outside the door, then took off his glasses, turned around and said, "Let's go home first."

The quiet autumn night is breezy, and the night is as thick as ink.

When the car drove into the tunnel, the hazy noise outside the window disappeared, and it seemed that the inside of the car was quieter.

After a while, Ling Xingyan, who finished replying to the message, looked up at Ling Chen who was sleeping with his eyes closed.

But Ling Xingyan still knows whether Ling Chen fell asleep or not.

He thought for a moment, then asked the assistant sitting in the front row: "By the way, Manman."

"what?"

Lu Manman turned around, "What's wrong?"

"That...guest who came to the piano room at night, did you ask the driver to take her back?"

When saying this, Ling Xingyan looked at Ling Chen.

But Ling Chen still didn't respond.

"I asked, but Brother Zhou was not here at the time. She heard that she would have to wait for about 20 minutes, so she said she would take a taxi back."

Lumanman said.

Ling Xingyan looked away.

"You still don't understand how difficult it is to get a taxi in this place. Azhe and the others sometimes can't drive after drinking, and sometimes they have to wait for more than an hour."

"what…"

Lu Manman panicked suddenly, "Would that be...then..."

"Forget it this time."

Lu Manman was originally a propagandist in the studio, and Ling Xingyan saw that she had a strict mouth, never talking or asking too much, so she was asked to come over to be Ling Chen's assistant, intending to train her to be his successor.

But she is young, and sometimes she does things a little sloppy, "You should be more considerate in your reception in the future, and arrange a driver in advance."

Lu Manman: "Oh yes, I remember."

After the two finished talking, Ling Xingyan glanced at Ling Chen again, sighed silently, and turned his head to look out the window.

He just couldn't hold back his curiosity for a while and asked, is it necessary for Ling Chen to hang him for so long.

More than ten minutes later, Lu Manman got off at the gate of his own community.

When there were only three people left in the car, Ling Xingyan tapped his fingers on his thigh, and wanted to say something again.

But when he turned his head, Ling Chen had already played with his mobile phone.

He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time and didn't know how to speak.

never mind.

He retracted his gaze and turned to look out the window.

At this moment, the person beside him said lightly, "Just say what you want."

"?"

Ling Xingyan sat up straight and leaned a little towards Ling Chen.

"Then you asked me to tell you this time."

Ling Chen glanced at him, then continued to look at the phone with a cold face.

"Actually, you know what I want to say."

Ling Xingyan originally wanted to ask Zhu Wenshu if he was the student Xiaocan, but he felt that he already had the answer, so there was no need to waste his words.

"What are you going to do now?"

Ling Chen: "I have no plans."

"Is it?"

Ling Xing said with a smile, "Actually, I don't understand you a bit, but first of all, let me clarify my attitude. I am not against your dating. As your brother, I wish you better than anyone else. But I just don't want you to hide it from me. You also know how terrifying the current public opinion is, and I have to guard against the incipient, so as not to be caught off guard by any scandal in the future."

Ling Chen didn't take his eyes off the phone, and snorted softly: "You really think too much."

"Can I not want more?" Ling Xingyan rubbed his eyebrows, "This is not a trivial matter."

Ling Chen: "I didn't mean that."

Ling Xing said: "It doesn't mean anything? I like it but don't chase after it?"

Ling Chen didn't respond.

"No way." Ling Xingyan was amazed, "The big star still has a secret crush?"

After several seconds of silence, Ling Chen lowered his eyes and continued to look at his phone, uttering a few words very softly.

"What is a big star?"

"Okay, it's up to you, don't chase if you don't chase, I just don't worry."

Ling Xing smiled, leaned his head slowly towards the window, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Oh, I just don't know if the girl has made it home safely so late."

The newly developed park was really difficult to get a taxi, but Zhu Wenshu was lucky, a passing car-hailing driver just happened to take the order, and she didn't make her wait long.

The return journey was smooth, and it was only half past eight when we got home.

The light in Ying Fei's room was on, but the door was left open, and the voice of her arguing with someone on the phone could be heard faintly.

Zhu Wenshu passed by lightly, closed the door behind her, and then went back to her room.

Taking off her coat and sitting at the desk, she stared at the little green plant in front of her, and her mind began to circle the song that Ling Chen played by her ear today.

There were no lyrics, and there was no ensemble of other instruments. I just listened to it casually, and the melody entrenched in her mind as if it had taken root in her mind.

At this time, she finally understood why Ling Chen became so popular in such a short period of time.

Nowadays, in order to pursue refinement, some new songs are so twisted that people can't understand them at all. It is difficult for people other than fans to want to repeat singles.

And Ling Chen's melodies always strike a delicate balance between being smart and unconventional, and being catchy.

It's probably the so-called, God is chasing and feeding.

Therefore, he has a high degree of public acceptance, and he is the only male star Zhu Wenshu has seen many "live fans" in his circle of friends over the years.

After circling things about him in his mind for a while, Zhu Wenshu suddenly wanted to hear what Ling Chen's other songs were like.

She found the CD she bought a few days ago from the cabinet, took off the plastic cover and took the CD, looked around the room, and suddenly came to her senses—

In this day and age, who still buys CD players? !

She was holding the CD, neither angry nor smiling.

I only blamed myself for being confused by the cover and spending money to buy a decoration when I came back.

In the end, Zhu Wenshu reluctantly put the CD on the bookshelf. In order not to waste money, he even exposed the beautiful cover.

Then I turned on the iPad and connected it to the Bluetooth speaker next to the bed, randomly found a song list of Ling Chen and played it randomly, and listened quietly for a while, then turned on the laptop and started preparing lessons.

The weekend nights were noisier than usual, with the sound of traffic and flutes downstairs, and even with the windows closed, there was no interruption.

But Zhu Wenshu was hardly disturbed by the noise, and worked earnestly at his desk for more than two hours.

When she closed the laptop and looked up, the hour hand was already pointing to ten o'clock.

She stretched and stood up, kneading her sore neck with one hand, and picked up the phone with the other.

During the one or two hours of her lesson preparation, many parents sent messages to Zhu Wenshu, and it took her a lot of time to reply one by one.

Scrolling down further, I saw that there was an unread message in Ling Chen's dialog box from an hour ago.

[c]: Are you home yet?

Zhu Wenshu's eyes froze for a moment.

Since college, she went out to play with her friends, regardless of gender, but whenever she came home at night, she would have the habit of telling each other that she was safe.

If there are boys traveling with them, most of them will take the initiative to ask if they have arrived home safely.

But Zhu Wenshu didn't tell Ling Chen after returning home today because she felt that a star like Ling Chen should not have the habits of ordinary boys.

Now it seems that she is not thinking well.

"It's already here, I forgot to tell you when I came back."

Just finished typing, before sending it out, the interface was suddenly interrupted—

Ling Chen made a voice call.

"Hey?"

While answering the phone, Zhu Wenshu sat on the head of the bed, "What's the matter?"

"you-"

Just as Ling Chen said a word, he suddenly stopped.

Zhu Wenshu thought the network was stuck, so he said "Hi" again, "Can you hear me?"

"Ok."

After a while, Ling Chen's voice sounded deep, "I can hear you."

Zhu Wenshu: "I'm going to—"

Ling Chen: "Here you go—"

The two voices fell and stopped at the same time.

After a short silence, Ling Chen spoke first.

"Got home?"

"Well, it's already here."

Zhu Wenshu said, "I was in a hurry to get back, I forgot to tell you, sorry."

Ling Chen: "Why are you rushing home?"

"?"

Zhu Wenshu was a little confused by Ling Chen's question, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"I'm in a hurry to go home... to work."

After finishing speaking, she felt that Ling Chen might be a little upset that she didn't reply to the message for so long to ask, so she added: "I was too involved before, and I just saw your message, and you called when I was about to reply. "

"immerse in work?"

The other end of the phone was very quiet, and no noise could be heard, so Zhu Wenshu could clearly perceive Ling Chen's rising end, "Should I invest in something else?"

Zhu Wenshu: "Huh?"

In the receiver, Ling Chen chuckled.

"Then what are you doing now?"

Zhu Wenshu looked down at his empty hands, he couldn't say that he was in a daze.

"I... didn't do anything."

Ling Chen: "Okay, then I won't disturb you for now."

"what?"

Zhu Wenshu wrote a third question mark above his head, not quite understanding the logic of Ling Chen's call.

In the next second, she heard him say lightly, "Listen slowly."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Wenshu still kept his original posture, not understanding Ling Chen's meaning.

Until her attention slowly came back, she heard Ling Chen's song that surrounded the entire room in 3D.

Suddenly, Zhu Wenshu's cheeks flushed with an inexplicable blush.