Chapter 15
Chapter 15
When Zhong Xingran was selecting songs, he heard this song "Selling Summer" by chance.
The end of summer and the arrival of winter, coupled with the lingering lyrics and the prelude composed of 12.26, all show who this song is for.
The reason why he chose this song was not only because of the graceful and moving melody, but also because one of the lyrics fit the theme of this issue very well.
——"You are the shooting star thrown into my arms, driving away the loneliness of the entire isolated island."
Zhong Xingran found a stool and sat down, and began to play and sing quietly.
The night sky of the South Island is vast, the blue-black sky meets the sea level far away, and the stars are scattered at the ends of the earth like white chess pieces on a chessboard.
The sound of the tide mixed with the chirping of seagulls, spread together with the strings of the guitar, like vines growing wildly, like gravel flowing.
Wen Jinian has never felt the charm of sound so deeply. It turns out that a person's singing can not only penetrate the soul, but also flow deep in still water.
Zhong Xingran's expression seemed to be whispering to his lover, and there was a sliver of tenderness that was rarely seen in ordinary times between his open brows.
He really loves music, Wen Ji Nian thought.
After the song was sung, there was a moment of silence below, and then thunderous applause broke out.
Bai Hua rested her chin and said, "It's such a pure love song. I'm most afraid of people who play rock and roll singing love songs. Who can bear it?"
Xia Fei covered her face: "I... I've become gold powder, I'll make ten albums and listen to them slowly."
Lu Qiansui directly turned into a little fanboy, took the flower arrangement on the table and divided it into two shares, one was given to Zhong Xingran, and the other was given to Wen Jinian.
After they stepped down, Lu Qian and Bai Hua's sketches followed.
The two were naturally a pair of enemies, and they amused the people in the audience.
As the bonfire party was halfway through, Mu Xuru interjected: "In fact, there is another important reason for everyone to hold the party outdoors today. The program team read the notice from the Observatory in advance, and it is said that there will be a Perseid meteor tonight. It also fits our theme of this issue, "Sea Island Meteor."
"Is there really a meteor shower? Director Xu is too good at playing!" Everyone shouted.
Barrage:
[Perseus is also known as the "Bow of Perseus" or "Sky Ship", and has a beautiful love story with Andromeda. Director Oo deserves to be a graduate of the Faculty of Arts, CUHK. 】
[This is too romantic!Can I make a wish across the screen, I hope my cp will be together forever! 】
[Wait, isn't Director Xu a major in editing and directing at Tsinghua University? 】
[The one in front is his graduate degree, and his undergraduate degree is from CUHK. 】
[Hahahaha, are you allergic to romance? Can you stop worrying about his education! 】
At the moment when the meteor shower came, everyone closed their eyes and made a wish.
Mu Xuru said: "Everyone has made several promises, right? Pick one and share it."
Lu Qian said with the first one: "I hope the motherland will prosper and we will be healthy and happy."
Bai Hua punched him, "I beat you to death, you stole my wish."
Everyone laughed.
Xia Fei said: "I hope our next album will sell twice as much as the last one."
Shao Yun stroked her hair with a smile: "That's for sure."
Everyone talked about their wishes.
When it was Wen Ji Nian's turn, he thought for a moment before saying, "I hope my next movie will still be the best actor."
Lu Qian then shouted: "Please, you make me look dumb like this! But I really granted that wish just now!"
Wen Jinian smiled at him and said, "I might, but you said it first."
Xia Fei also comforted him and said, "Yes, yes, we all have a wish about the motherland."
The program team brought up the grill, and everyone immediately put their wishes behind them, rolled up their sleeves and started.
Zhong Xing burned two plates of vegetables, one for the girls and one for Wen Ji Nian.
Wen Jinian took the cauliflower and ate it silently, only to hear him ask while grilling the meat: "You didn't make a wish just now, did you? I don't think you even closed your eyes."
Wen Jinian was taken aback for a moment, and then realized: "It's okay if you don't, otherwise how would you know that I didn't close my eyes."
Zhong Xing snorted and laughed: "I promised with my eyes open, no way."
"What wish did you make?" Wen Jinian looked up at him.
Zhong Xing shook his wrist, turned the pork over, gave him a sideways look and said, "Why tell you?"
Wen Ji Nian remained silent, lowered his head and continued eating cauliflower.
Zhong Xingran didn't expect him to stop asking questions, and became anxious instead.
"Forget it, tell me first, if I ask you to make a wish, I will tell you what you will make." He pretended to be generous.
Wen Jinian finished eating the whole bunch of cauliflower, played with the bamboo stick in his hand and remained silent.
Zhongxing Burning Monster shouted, "Hey, don't act like I'm trying to force others, okay, you asked me first, so let me say it first. My wish is--to have a national tour with my brothers. "
Wen Jinian said, "Is it that simple?"
Zhong Xingran held the grill with one hand, propped his chin with the other hand and said, "This is not easy, there are many twists and turns inside. Alright, I'm done talking, it's your turn."
"...Do you really want to know?" Wen Jinian asked hesitantly.
Zhong Xingran looked at him vigilantly, "Don't be unkind, I told you everything, you have to tell me."
Wen Jinian said flatly, "I hope my mother won't get sick again."
Zhong Xingran subconsciously said, "Is your mother sick..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Nian added: "In the next life."
He opened his mouth and was speechless, and the atmosphere was a little silent.
Before he read the Baidu Encyclopedia of Wenji Nian, he just took it carelessly, and there was not much information about his family in it. He did not expect that his mother had passed away.
"Sorry, I... didn't mean it." Zhong Xingran tightened his grip on the grill.
He stared at Wen Ji Nian intently, as if he was afraid of seeing sadness on his face, but also wanted to see his different emotions.
However, Wen Jinian showed no expression at all. He wiped his fingers slowly, and threw the paper towel and bamboo stick into the trash can together.
He didn't touch the plate of vegetables until the end of the party.
That night, the two were unsurprisingly ranked first in points.
After returning to the hotel, Zhong Xingran made a phone call and woke up the drowsy Li Mingming.
"Send me a copy of Wen Ji Nian's detailed information right away, to the point that he was handed love letters by several girls in elementary and junior high schools." Zhong Xingran said.
Li Mingming just touched the pillow, and said in a daze, "Huh?"
Zhong Xingran lied calmly, "I plan to prepare a birthday surprise for him, and I need these."
Anyone with a bit of brain would want to understand that the birthday surprise has something to do with whether or not a love letter has been handed over, and besides, there is still a long time before Wen Ji Nian's birthday.
Li Mingming scratched his hair and said in embarrassment: "But the information on our side is no different from that on Baidu. His file should be in Mr. Zhong's hands, and we can't get it out. You asked me to check it once before, you forgot Yet?"
Zhong Xingran narrowed his eyes, it seemed that Wen Ji Nian's background was really tricky.What surprised him was that he hadn't confessed to "himself" after getting married.
"Okay, I see." He hung up the phone, feeling more and more confused.
If it's just the mother's death, what's there to hide about it?And he somehow needs so much money.
Zhong Xingran lay his pillow on his arm, thinking that even so, Wen Jinian had never used his personal assets, and he couldn't help but feel a little comfort in his heart - at least Wen Jinian was with him, not for money, probably...
He gets goosebumps from the idea that "it's probably true love."
Forget it, the man and the man are really in love, he curled his lips.
Early the next morning, everyone was pulled up to do makeup.
Today they are going to move to the other side of the island, where there are four newly built houses for each pair of CPs to live in and entertain flying guests.
Boys' makeup and hair were done faster than girls. After they were done, they stood outside under the shed and waited for the girls.
As soon as Wen Jinian came out, he saw Zhong Xingran standing there chatting with Lu Qiansui.He was wearing a fancy shirt today, and his dark ink was welded to his face.
Lu Qian then said: "The last time I recorded a variety show with Xiao Jia, he also introduced us to drink together, saying that you drink a lot."
Zhong Xingran said humbly, "So-so, ordinary northerners just drink."
Lu Qiansui was excited, "Then we will be together some other day..."
In the middle of his speech, he saw Wen Ji Nian approaching, and immediately put the conversation back, and turned to Wen Ji Nian: "Xiao Jia knows you quite well, right? When he mentioned you, he was full of praise."
Before Wen Ji Nian could speak, Zhong Xingran frowned and asked, "What did he praise?"
Lu Qian let out an "uh" and swallowed back the words that came to his lips. He didn't dare to say that Jia Baiyan said there, "It's not as delicious as dumplings, and not as beautiful as sister-in-law." He was afraid of being beaten up by Zhong Xingran on the spot.
Wen Jinian blocked the sun with his hands, but he still couldn't resist the hot morning sun.
Zhong Xingran glanced at him, then looked around.
Everyone else was busy, and no one noticed here.
He took off his sunglasses casually and threw them into Wen Jinian's arms.
Wen Jinian was reading a notebook when he was hit by the sunglasses and raised his head unexpectedly.
Zhong Xingran said in an indifferent tone: "Wear it, thin skin and tender flesh, don't get tanned and affect the progress of the shooting."
Wen Jinian looked at the powder stuck on the bridge of his nose and the color difference around the eyes that the makeup artist tried hard to cover up so that it would not be seen, and silently returned the sunglasses.
"No, thank you." He replied politely.
Zhong Xingran couldn't stand being rejected the most, so he immediately blew up.
"I'm kind enough to give it to you, but you still don't accept it. If you get sunburnt, you'll ask for it yourself." He said extremely annoyed.
Wen Ji Nian thought to himself, peeling skin is better than sun exposure, do you think you look good only with white circles around your eyes?
The photographer started to set up the machine, and Mu Xuru directed the staff.
Suddenly, a figure came running in the distance.
Everyone at the scene was busy with their own things, so no one paid attention to that figure until the man rushed up and hugged Wen Ji Nian.
"Sister-in-law! I'm here!" Jia Baiyan shouted angrily.
Wen Ji Nian was totally unprepared, he just felt his eyes go dark, and he was instantly hugged into a tall and strong arms.
In the next second, he felt his wrist being pulled back, and the light was restored.
Standing in front of him was a boy who was a little taller than him, with hair bleached and dyed platinum, and an overly cheerful smile on his handsome face.
He has sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, and when he smiles, there are shining silkworms under his eyes. He is obviously about 1.8 meters tall, but it can make people feel like looking after a child.
Jia Baiyan looked at him with a smile, stretched out his hand to grab his other hand, lowered his head and kissed his thumb, "Long time no see, I miss you so much, sister-in-law."
Although he didn't kiss Wen Jinian's hand, Zhong Xingran was not calm on the spot.
"Are you short of love?" He glared at Jia Baiyan viciously.
Everyone looked over, and just when they thought Jia Baiyan was about to admit his mistake, the boy suddenly changed his face and hid behind Wen Ji Nian to complain: "Sister-in-law, he is vicious against me, don't you care about him?"
Wen Ji Nian: "..."
Is this Zhong Xingran's brother? Sure enough, he is as naive as him.
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