I heard that I don't sing love songs [Entertainment]

Chapter 53

Yizhou's younger brother?

Those present here have almost never heard of Yi Zhou having a younger brother, but they can almost figure out who he is referring to after a little thought.

When the first person's eyes fell on Zong Yuan, more and more eyes turned to the direction where he was sitting, but no one dared to encourage Zong Yuan to Yi Zhou.

Just kidding, Yizhou belongs to the same company as them, and he won’t care too much about them because of Dong Zong’s face. It’s fine to talk and laugh with them unrestrainedly, but Zong Yuan is from Tianyuan Entertainment. The famous iceberg beauty, they can't say anything if they make a fuss!

Besides, Zong Yuan has debuted for so long, and there are countless original works, but none of them are love songs, the meaning is self-evident, this person doesn't want to sing about love and love at all!

But this is a bit similar to Yizhou. Thinking of this, everyone here is a little excited. What kind of welfare is this tonight? Yizhou wants to sing a love song, and Zong Yuan is also invited to sing a love song duet?

Zheng Huai sat beside Zong Yuan, feeling the burning gazes from all directions, facing the ancestor standing on the stage, he had the urge to slap him to death.

No one dared to make a fuss, and Zong Yuan didn't move. Yi Zhou waited for more than ten seconds and was extremely disappointed with the people in the audience.

When this group of people made demands on him, they were so courageous that they didn't give a shit to Zong Yuan, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

He held the microphone and walked to the edge of the stage, squatted down and sat on the edge of the stage with his hands on the ground, Chong Zongyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother, you don't know I called you, do you?"

Zong Yuan's table is right next to the main table, only three or four meters away from the stage. Zong Yuan watched Yi Zhou with one long leg hanging by the side of the stage, while the other leg was still standing on the stage, leaning forward and sitting idle. The appearance, smiling slyly.

He pursed his lips, got up and walked towards him, without going around the steps to the stage, and looked up at the man in front of him slightly.

Yi Zhou stretched out his hand, and Zong Yuan followed the strength of his wrist and directly supported his arm onto the stage.

Taking the microphone from Yi Zhou, he touched it and heard the echo, and said, "I don't know how to sing."

Yi Zhou's eyes with a smile fell on the faces of the people around him, "Isn't it, my lady, aha?"

Zong Yuan was stunned, his face expressionless, but the blush spreading from his neck betrayed his shyness at the moment.

"Change...to another song?" Zong Yuan slightly turned his head to look at Yi Zhou, discussing.

The smile in Yi Zhou's eyes was even bigger, did he really think that he was going to pressure him to sing that song?

"For what?" Yi Zhou asked.

Zong Yuan hesitated for a moment, there were few love song duets in his playlist, and occasionally he heard it on other occasions, but he never took it to heart, and couldn't remember the tune at all.

This question is really embarrassing.

There was no sound, and everyone was staring at the two people on the stage, waiting for an audio-visual feast. The two of them were talking as if no one was there, and their eyes collided with each other, giving them an inexplicable sense of harmony.

Yi Zhou has never spoken to anyone so tenderly, even in a cynical tone to little girls; Zong Yuan rarely has the patience to communicate with others one by one, let alone such discussions and inquiries.

Some people in the audience saw the clues, but no one would say it out loud. They were all public figures, and those who lived under the spotlight, even if it wasn't a secret, should still be a secret.

Tacitly buried this unexpected discovery in his heart, it is not difficult to explain why Yizhou would pull Zong Yuan to sing a love song before.

Yizhou's hand was attached to his back at some point, and he tapped twice with his fingertips, which caused Zong Yuan's body to tremble.

"Can you sing my song?" Yi Zhou asked.

Zong Yuan nodded. Although he had never sung in public, each of his songs was more familiar to Zong Yuan than his own.

Yi Zhou raised his lips and let him go with satisfaction.

"Then sing "Restart" for everyone." Yi Zhou said, and ordered an accompaniment without waiting for the audience to refuse.

Zong Yuan didn't expect Yi Zhou to be so easy to talk, staring at his back was a little lost, the prelude brought him back to reality, and saw that none of the people sitting below made a fuss about listening to love songs.

Obviously there has been no rehearsal, but the two seem to have cooperated countless times. There is a clear division of labor. Yizhou's voice is high-pitched and passionate, and Zong Yuan's voice is sharp and transparent. There is no sense of disobedience in the mix, as if they are fighting. It's like sympathizing with each other, and it's impossible to tell who is inferior to who.

It was too intense, and too lingering. The people in the audience had heard all kinds of love songs, but they didn't have such a shocking feeling. They sang a ballad that had nothing to do with love into a feeling that they should go forward side by side.

Regardless of each other's singing styles, unreserved singing skills, at the end of a song, not only the audience is fascinated by the audience, but also the two people on the stage look at each other with reluctance.

It turns out that this song of his own can still be expressed in this way. Yi Zhou raised the corners of his lips, only to realize that there are still many surprises in the people around him that have not been revealed, and it is worth his life to understand.

Before everyone recovered, Zong Yuan put the microphone back in Yi Zhou's hand and stepped off the stage. Yi Zhou was stunned and followed helplessly.

The annual meeting was still going on, and different performances made this night one surprise after another, but the scene of the two of them standing on the stage was unforgettable.

Yi Zhou was in a good mood. On the way home, he passed by a convenience store and bought two cans of beer. Zong Yuan went to pick them up out of habit, but Yi Zhou clapped his hands, "Don't have illusions about alcohol."

Where Yi Zhou is present, even seven degrees of alcohol is out of reach for him, Zong Yuan has no choice but to withdraw his hand, start the car and continue driving.

"Do you regret coming?" Yi Zhou sat in the co-pilot, and the crisp sound of the pop-top cup being pulled open was as exciting as uncorking an old wine. He took two sips, "After tonight, many people will know our relationship."

The car was driving smoothly on the road, the window was half open, and the cold night wind made his bangs flutter. Zong Yuan shook his head lightly, "I don't regret it."

"You should know, I don't just want to let the people present today know, I want everyone to know." Yi Zhou continued.

Zong Yuan was silent for a few seconds and said, "I think so, and I look forward to it too."

Yi Zhou stared at him for a while, his face was serious, his voice was soft but reckless and determined, "Maybe you could stand on a higher ground in the future, when you recall what you said now..."

"I've heard the warmest applause a long time ago. What I want now is to spend the rest of my life with someone." Zong Yuan interrupted him, and his soft voice became extra gentle in the quiet car.

At this time, Yi Zhou felt that Zong Yuan, the child in his heart, had grown up unknowingly.

"You still have a better future." Yi Zhou said with a smile, "We can live for a long time, there is no rush."

Zong Yuan twitched the corners of his lips, knowing that Yi Zhou didn't want him to choose to retire in the torrent.

……

Yi Zhou seldom left in the later days. Except for some trivial matters, he mostly stayed in City A, but Zong Yuan didn't have time to accompany him. Fortunately, when he returned home late at night, he could see the bright lights inside the house when he walked outside the door , Pushing open the door, Yi Zhou leaned on the sofa with gold-rimmed glasses and looked at the documents.

Zong Yuan didn't know what Yi Zhou was busy with. Whenever he went back, no matter whether the matter at hand was handled well or not, Yi Zhou would put it aside, so that the time between the two of them would not be wasted on irrelevant things. , even if it's just chatting, or getting along silently.

More than half a month passed, and the New Year's bell was about to ring. Zong Yuan changed into his clothes and hurried to the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. Yi Zhou didn't accompany him, saying that he would stay at home and watch him on TV.

It rained heavily on New Year's Eve, but it didn't affect the joy of the family reunion. Zong Yuan hurried out of the backstage after the performance, and forgot to take the umbrella Bai Lin sent, watching the raindrops in the dark night sky, Zong Yuan took off his coat and put it on his head, then strode into the rain with wide strides.

In his blurred vision, he saw a man in a freshman's dress, holding a black umbrella, walking towards him.

The rain splashed on his trousers, and the metal on the belt around his waist hit the distant light, flashing a flash of light.

The other party had already seen him, and his steps quickened significantly. When the rain above his head was blocked by the umbrella in the man's hand, Zong Yuan also got hit on the head.

"Brother." Zong Yuan had some inexplicable impulse in his heart.

Huddled together under an umbrella, Yi Zhou looked down at him slightly, Zong Yuan's eyes were sparkling, hidden with unconcealable excitement, his voice was low, "Huh?"

Zong Yuan didn't speak anymore, he just wanted to call him.

The early morning bell was about to ring, and he thought he would have no time to rush back to his side, but at this moment he saw him walking towards him, maybe in just that second, Zong Yuan's heart was filled with honey, Sweet and cloying.

Yi Zhou put his hand on his shoulders and led him towards the car in the distance. The New Year's bell rang behind him, and New Year's blessings were played on the LED screen. Zong Yuan pulled off his umbrella and looked up at his side. He kissed her face, "Brother, Happy New Year."

At this time last year, he responded to Yi Zhou's request with a feeling of guilt, with a stone in his heart, and now a year has passed, and he is still by Yi Zhou's side.

It was raining heavily, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, and the big black umbrella blocked the possibility of prying eyes. Yi Zhou put one arm around Zong Yuan's waist, and responded with a long kiss.

After the year, Yizhou did not stay for two more days before leaving City A with a new arrangement. Zong Yuan also received a notice from Qi Gaoyang, and he helped him accept a singing competition program.

When he was notified, Bai Lin also told him that Lu Xingyan also participated in this program, and Zong Yuan didn't know how Qi Gaoyang got the confidence to let Lu Xingyan compete with him.

"He's full of bad water, Brother Yuan, why don't you just push it!" Bai Lin said.

Zong Yuan played with his mobile phone and said casually: "I can't push it away, so I just want to make some tricks to make me lose."

His contract expires in two months, Qi Gaoyang will not be so kind to accept this kind of show that proves his strength, the current arrangement is not just to let Lu Xingyan step on his head and become the signboard of Tianyuan Entertainment, the right time and place , He is the only person who is poor.

"Sure enough, I don't have good intentions." Bai Lin muttered, looking at Zong Yuan as he said, he always felt that he hadn't seen each other during the Chinese New Year, and he seemed to feel a little more like Brother Zhou.

Whether it's the tone of speech or the posture of sitting, this is the legendary... Husband and wife?

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