Zhuang Fan stared at the reply, wanting to dream of him, dreaming of him for what?
The car drove into the garage, and the building for the ACC competition arrived. He put away his mobile phone and got out of the car with Pei Zhi. While waiting for the elevator, he met many staff and media, and the battle was quite large.
The jewelry design group is on the fifteenth floor, and the clothing design group is on the eleventh floor. The competition settings of the two groups are not exactly the same. The eleventh floor arrived first, Pei Zhi left, and Zhuang Fanxin went up to the fifteenth floor alone. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he first received the entry card and the funds for the first round of the competition. After everyone gathered, he would record an opening introduction.
Zhuang Fanxin was not flamboyant, crowded in the crowd and peeked at the entry card with "designer" printed on it. The more he looked, the more excited he became.
The results of the competition came out on Friday. Gu Zhuoyan took the first place and Su Wang was the third. Last semester, some classmates participated in the computer competition and won the prize. After being directly recorded by a famous school, they never went to school again. .
In addition, there is one more happy thing. Gu Shibo is on a business trip, and Xue Manzi is busy with company affairs and leaves early and returns late. Gu Zhuoyan checked out and went home. After the exam, he was in a panic, but he didn't play games or sleep well, and began to sort out the knowledge points of several subjects.
He thought about it, just wait for Zhuang Fanxin to come back and use it directly, what is this called, this is called double harvest in love and study.
After staying at home for two days, Lu Wen sent a message early in the morning on National Day, and at 6 o'clock in the evening, be sure to dress up to attend his concert. Gu Zhuoyan changed his clothes, picked out a bottle of champagne from home, and asked, "Do I use it to send you flowers?"
Lu Wen replied, "No, there is no need to do those fake things between brothers."
Gu Zhuoyan didn't do it, and arrived Chacha Club, as soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the large number of flower baskets, so he didn't give them away, right? The hostess asked him to sign, and after signing it, he gave him a light stick. He went inside and picked up a streamer with the words "Dream sailing, you are the best, and Lian Yiming congratulated Lu Wen on the success of his concert."
He looked around, Lian Yiming's, Su Wang's, and almost all the classmates were there. Even if he fixed his eyes, he saw his own - your singing voice is my longing. Gu Zhuoyan congratulates Lu Wen on the success of his concert. !
The dry ice machine was being tested at the home court, and there was a cloud of fog. Gu Zhuoyan dragged it for a long time to find the decks of Lian Yiming and Su Wang. The three were sitting and eating melon seeds, and Lu Wen came over after styling and asked them how they were doing. Do you still need to ask? Anyone who can write dozens of flower basket congratulations on their own will be a great tool. Lu Wen was still thinking about Gu Zhuoyan: "Hey, then you and your little neighbor are both in love, what's next?" Su Wang smirked: "Fly together, dry wood and fire." Gu Zhuoyan shot Pat the melon seeds: "When Zhuang Fanxin returns to China, I will confess." The three people were excited when they heard it, and even wanted to fly over to watch and be witnesses of their first love. Gu Zhuoyan was a little terrified, and when these people were involved in such a sacred and solemn matter, they felt that the success rate had fallen off a cliff. Every time Su Wang focused on the key points, he reminded: "Everything has to be guaranteed, and it will be beautiful when done." Gu Zhuoyan said: "Don't worry. According to the current situation of the relationship between the husband and the concubine, the probability of successful confession is almost 100%. I Basically, Zhuang Fanxin will nod and agree." He embraced these few and said something serious: "I've already told you everything, cover it up for me, and don't let the slightest leak out." The three of them understood, it was almost time, Lu Wen greeted the band to come on stage, and the audience came one after another. As soon as the music started, the concert started. Gu Zhuoyan took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and first swiped to a circle of friends, which was a photo posted by Zhuang Fanxin half an hour ago. In the photo is the night scene of Los Angeles. The lights are bright outside the glass window, and the window shows a blurred reflection of the interior. There are operating consoles, computers, machines, and a few sleeping bags on the ground. Zhuang Fanxin's shadow was also reflected on the glass, his hair was messy, and he was holding a cup of American coffee. Gu Zhuoyan thought that it was almost two o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles. If you are busy, you will not have time to post on the Moments. If you are not busy, you should be sleeping. He sent a message to Zhuang Fanxin: "What are you doing?" Zhuang Fanxin replied quickly: "The second round of design, after handing over the drawings to the workers, they have to sleep for two hours, and I am waiting for them to wake up." Gu Zhuoyan : "You also sleep for a while."
Zhuang Fanxin: "I can't sleep." It's
just four words, but Gu Zhuoyan is enough to imagine what Zhuang Fanxin looks like at this time, tired, tense, maybe lying on the sofa and frowning, he can feel Zhuang Fanxin's anxiety .
Gu Zhuoyan sent a video request, and it was very slow to connect. Zhuang Fanxin appeared on the screen with dark circles under his eyes, and his little face, which had no flesh, became thinner. He looked at it, didn't mention anything, and asked directly, "Would you like to see the concert?" Zhuang Fanxin realized that it was very noisy, the camera shook slightly, the lights flickered in the picture, and it was clear that Lu Wen was singing on the stage. Gu Zhuoyan held it up for a while, glanced at the screen, and Zhuang Fanxin seemed to have said something. He leaned closer to his ear, and Zhuang Fanxin said again: "I want to see you play the guitar." Gu Zhuoyan paused for a few seconds, put the phone in Lian Yiming, and he went up with a guitar when the next song started. Lian Yiming shouted at the phone: "Friends! He didn't even come to the school party! You are too good!" Zhuang Fan was joking, but he didn't expect Gu Zhuoyan to agree. The picture is dazzling, he is holding the phone and can't take his eyes off, Gu Zhuoyan is wearing a simple black T and jeans, a guitar is slung in front of him, and his slender fingers are playing. The intense music exploded in his ears, and suddenly, Gu Zhuoyan raised his head, his eyes stopped at the camera, and he looked straight at him through the gorgeous beam of light. Zhuang Fanxin met Gu Zhuoyan's eyes, thousands of miles away, Gu Zhuoyan grinned and gave him a smile. At the end of the song, Gu Zhuoyan took off the guitar and left the stage, took back the phone, ran to the safe passage, sat on the stairs, and raised his eyebrows at the screen with sweat on his face. Zhuang Fan's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say, as if he was dizzy by handsome. Gu Zhuoyan laughed again and asked, "Are you in a better mood now?" Zhuang Fanxin didn't expect to be seen through, so he nodded. Gu Zhuoyan said: "Do you remember the time you took me to the exam? You told me that it doesn't matter if the exam is not good. I'm very comfortable with this sentence in this competition. I also tell you now, relax and compete. It doesn't matter how it turns out."
Zhuang Fan's heart was sniffing, and the pressure he had accumulated recently turned into a sour tone, his tone softened: "If I don't win the award, you won't laugh at me after returning to China, right?"
Gu Zhuoyan was amused: "Whoever laughs at you, I beat him. He never forgets the seriousness, and added another sentence, "Besides, I have no time to laugh at you, I will be busy confessing then."
Zhuang Fanxin's smile froze slightly, he forgot about Gu Zhuoyan's preparation for confession, but he didn't want to talk about it. .
"By the way, there will be a media shoot at night." He changed the subject abruptly, "I'm tired and stupid, and I don't talk to the camera before and after, it is estimated that it will be cut off. There is also coffee, I bought it downstairs, why not Yinan's milk tea is delicious. Pei Zhi is on the eleventh floor, and I heard that their group is still quarreling."
These mutterings seem to be self-inflicted, but in Gu Zhuoyan's eyes, it is a cover for the deer's rambling, and it is a big meal. Garnish with vinegar. He really wanted to touch Zhuang Fanxin's soft hair, and also wanted to hug Zhuang Fanxin's thin shoulders, but at the moment he could only watch the video with not too high pixels.
"Zhuanger." Gu Zhuoyan called out.
This intimacy softened the late night in Los Angeles, and Zhuang Fan agreed, lying on the sofa like a happy cat. He couldn't help but try his best: "Can I call you when I'm tired?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "I don't turn off the phone, and you don't have to worry about the jet lag."
Looking at his watch, Gu Zhuoyan's rationality triumphed over emotion, making Zhuang Fan's heart Go to sleep for a while and end the video. He went back, the concert was coming to an end, squeezed to the first row to catch up with Lu Wen's last song.
All the lights were off, leaving only a bunch of lights on Lu Wen. His hair was messed up, his makeup was smudged, and his voice was thick and hoarse. The guitarist and drummer stepped off the stage first, and he held the microphone alone, and finally sang a song "A Thousand Thousand Que Song" for the evening.
After singing, there was thunderous applause from the audience, and all the classmates were very cheering. Su Wang shouted at the top of his voice: "Lu Wen! I'll fucking support you forever!
" Lu Wen raised his head, choked and said, "Thank you to all the fans for coming to my concert."
Lian Yiming was startled: "Fuck, are you crying?"
It was not over yet, Lu Wen smiled in a blink of an eye: "I have gone through many detours in music, my family does not support it, and the seniors in the circle do not recognize it. I have experienced all of them. In the most difficult time, all my savings were used to purchase equipment. , to form a band, I have nothing but music."
"But as long as there is music, I can conquer anything!"
Gu Zhuoyan: "..."
Why don't you sing any songs, why don't you act?
Lu Wen took a step back and bowed deeply: "Today's concert is just the beginning of my musical dream. Thank you for witnessing for me. In the future, I will definitely be singing in the Workers' Body and the Bird's Nest!"
The lights came on inch by inch, and the students spread out to play. Gu Zhuoyan and the others returned to the booth. They were so hungry that they ate for a while.
Too lazy to get into the sleeping bag, Zhuang Fanxin slumped on the sofa and slept on his back. It was a little cold, and he didn't know where his coat was. He got up and went to the eleventh floor to ask Pei Zhi to borrow a small blanket.
The situation in the clothing group was similar. The lights were bright, the prepared samples were piled up on the ground, and the contestants were working overtime on the sewing machine. Zhuang Fanxin looked around and didn't see Pei Zhi, dialed the phone number, and vaguely heard a ringtone coming from the tea room.
He walked over and opened the door: "Pei Zhi—"
Pei Zhi leaned on the cooking table, leaning back on his slender neck, and was kissing a man.