i really like you

Life is pushed by time, and the pace is fast.

The work of the studio was on the itinerary. Daniel was not familiar with the city and didn't know which location was suitable for him. Tang Yuan chose it for him, but the price scared him.

When he came to China, he already had a lot of money with him, but only one-third of it was enough.

Daniel asked Tang Yuan to find him a remote location, but he found that the housing price was quite high. After renting out, he had to decorate, publicize, buy equipment, and live. How will he play in the future?Can't play anymore.

"Tang, you said this is a first-tier city. I can understand what you mean, but the housing prices are really high to make people despair."

Daniel squatted on the ground, with his strong arms hanging on his legs. He was almost 1.9 meters tall, and he was wronged and turned into a husky. "I don't have enough money, and the studio can't continue."

Tang Yuan gave him an idea, "You can make a down payment first."

Daniel was pitiful, "It still costs a lot of money to make a down payment."

"Then you can rent it." Tang Yuan ate seaweed, "Or, I can borrow it from you."

Daniel was still squatting on the ground, his brows were knotted, and he didn't say a word. He didn't know what he was thinking about. He suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Don, why don't we start a partnership!"

"Ah? Partnership?" Tang Yuan was slightly taken aback, and he spread his hands, "I can't take care of it."

Daniel showed his neat big white teeth, "It's okay, I'll come to the studio, I can handle the dance training by myself, you just need to collect the money."

Tang Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Daniel took Tang Yuan's hand and wrapped it with two big hands, his face was full of excitement, "I'm very sure, welcome, my partner."

Tang Yuan went out and made a phone call. After a while, the bank sent a text message notification. He took out a card from his wallet and handed it to Daniel, "Take it."

Daniel took the card, "Don, is this money you asked your father for?"

"No," Tang Yuan continued to eat seaweed, "I saved some of it myself, and I asked my family for some."

He looked at Daniel, "When we were in school, we participated in many performances, traveled more than half of Europe, and made a lot of money. Where did you spend it? I didn't see you buying any luxury goods."

Daniel patted his wallet, "Here, brought to China."

Tang Yuan pointed it out on the spot, "Pull it down, it's the start-up fund your family gave you."

Daniel chuckled a few times. If it wasn't for his face being so dark that he couldn't tell whether it was red or not, he would have become a monkey's ass. He pressed his good friend's shoulder, "Don, foreign friends also want to save face."

Tang Yuan, "..."

Daniel spends money lavishly, treats the players to eat and drink, treats the girls to eat and drink, and the money is gone.

As the captain of the team, when he came to China, the team members made their own living and didn't come with him. He didn't know the girls here well, and there were few places where he could spend money.

Daniel is full of confidence that he will be able to save money.

Tang Yuan really didn't care about the studio. He had just joined the regiment and had gone through various procedures. Before he was familiar with the regiment's environment, he was asked by the leader to talk to him.

The leader is a very powerful dancer, a famous artist, Wang Wenqing.

When Tang Yuan was a freshman, the teacher still let her famous plays in class, which has a deep memory.

Seeing the real person this time, he has more temperament than he imagined, and everyone has a demeanor. He is a little cautious, "Hello, Teacher Wang."

Wang Wenqing didn't have a straight face, no airs, and said with a friendly smile, "Sit down."

Tang Yuan pulled out the chair and sat down, like a primary school student who came to listen to the class teacher's teaching, with his legs bent at [-] degrees, close together, his tough back straight, and his sitting posture correct and standard.

Wang Wenqing didn't speak, just looked at the young man in front of him, something gradually came out of his eyes.

She didn't look away until she saw the young man's whole body stiff, picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip of warm water, and said, "You are very much like your mother."

Tang Yuan was stunned.

Wang Wenqing laughed and spoke surprisingly, "When your mother was alive, she was the pillar of the troupe, and I was her backup dancer at that time."

Hearing the words, Tang Yuan started to stay in a daze at an inopportune time.

He thought to himself, if his mother hadn't passed away, what would he look like now? Would he be the same as this artist? His eyes were clean and soft.

It seems that it has not been gnawed by the years, and it is still the same.

"Some people are born to stand on the big stage. Your mother is that kind of person. As long as she is on the stage, everyone else will be her supporting role."

Wang Wenqing recalled, "At that time, she was the goal of everyone in the regiment, including me. Everyone wanted to surpass her and worked hard to practice basic skills, but she passed away at the most glorious time, and no one could surpass her." .”

Tang Yuan lowered his eyelids.

Wang Wenqing calmed down, the most dazzling star of the year had sunk for more than 20 years, and her only son was sitting in her office, sitting in front of her, and he would become her best student. The moment she saw him, she knew it.

Time flies too fast, and some things in the dark are also very strange.

Wang Wenqing waved gently, "Move the chair over here."

Tang Yuan did as he did. He moved the chair closer to the desk, and a hand wearing a jade bracelet stretched out, holding a bag of dried prunes.

After thanking him, Tang Yuan took the prunes and remembered his counselor when he was a freshman in China. Every time he came to see him, he would give him something to eat. Most of the time it was oranges, and occasionally it was candy.

I heard that I got married last year, and my partner was my first love. After going around for a long time, we still got together. The love is deep and the relationship is deep, which is very good.

"I'll call you Xiao Tang."

The voice in his ear brought Tang Yuan back to his senses, he smiled, "Teacher, you can do whatever you want."

"Xiao Tang, I have discussed it with my colleagues." Wang Wenqing said, "To be precise, it is an argument, to fight for you."

Tang Yuan looked astonished.

Wang Wenqing showed a bit of childish complacency, "In the end, none of them competed with me."

Tang Yuan was amused by her appearance and felt more cordial, "Teacher, aren't you afraid of fighting for the wrong person?"

"No mistake, we are fighting for you not because of your family background, but because of your talent and strength, Xiao Tang, your dance sense is very good." Wang Wenqing's words are full of praise and pride, and he is not stingy about it. "My husband and I are very lucky. I recruited you, and my husband recruited another rare talent."

Tang Yuan blurted out almost reflexively, "Is your name Zhang Yang?"

Wang Wenqing looked puzzled, "Zhang Yang?"

Seeing the teacher's reaction, Tang Yuan knew the answer in his heart. He explained, "I'm a classmate with pretty good dancing skills."

"Among the newcomers recruited this year, there is no one named Zhang Yang. It seems that they have developed elsewhere."

Wang Wenqing dug out the enrollment list and looked at it. Regret flashed in her eyes. Talents are valued everywhere. She smoothed her long hair on her shoulders, "The child I mentioned has the same surname as you."

Also surnamed Tang?Tang Yuan's brain was running fast, and among the people he knew, there was no one with the right number.

Wang Wenqing said that her husband was in the Evergreen Song and Dance Troupe in M ​​City, and if there was a chance, he would ask Tang Yuan to communicate with that child.

Tang Yuan listened to it, but didn't pay much attention to it.

After leaving the office, Tang Yuan ran into one of the principals of the song and dance troupe, followed by two very young dancers, a man and a woman, the three of them were talking and laughing, and greeted him friendly.

The chief led the female dancers away, leaving behind a man named Zhou Qingsheng who wanted to show Tang Yuan a tour.

Tang Yuan chatted with him for a few words, and found out that he was a senior, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

Zhou Qing grew up very handsome. When he looked at people, his eyes were as shiny as jade, as if he had changed into a T-shirt and casual pants and put on a long gown. He was a son of the Republic of China.

Tang Yuan took a second look. It was obviously not an orthodox male and female appearance, but they had such a temperament. It was not so much suitable for the gowns of the Republic of China period as for Huadan costumes. He asked casually, "Senior, are you Can you sing?"

Zhou Qingsheng was surprised, "How did you know?"

Tang Yuan said, "Intuition."

"Then your intuition is quite accurate." Zhou Qingsheng smiled, "My family is from a family of opera."

Tang Yuan saw that he seemed unwilling to elaborate, so he didn't ask further.

Zhou Qingsheng noticed it, and couldn't help feeling a little more fond of this young master and junior. He was a very interesting person, and he said as he walked, "The regiment is very busy, with various festival parties, New Year's parties, large and small theatrical performances, and activities in the countryside. From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, there are almost one or two hundred performances in the army, and this does not include various competitions and performances abroad."

Tang Yuan looked in the direction of his finger. On the wall was a list of plays, with the names of the leading actors and directors on the back.

Zhou Qingsheng said, "How many repertoires are created in the troupe every year, all of them are there, updated once a year, and rewards are given according to individual performance."

Tang Yuan was watching, and suddenly heard Zhou Qingsheng say, "My sister is your fan."

He had an incredible expression, "I already have fans?"

"..."

Zhou Qingsheng lowered his voice, "They have a group, all of them are your fans, the group name is 'Young Master's Harem', my sister is the leader of the group, the last time I peeked at it was at the end of last year, there were nearly 1000 people in the group at that time , It’s a big group, now there should be 2 groups and 3 groups.”

Tang Yuan, "..."

Zhou Qingsheng said a long paragraph in one breath.

"Student, I feel that you will replace the current signboard in our troupe. You can create a lot of boos on your body and attract a large audience to watch the show."

"At first I wondered why you didn't enter the show business circle. With your conditions, it would definitely be popular. Then I thought, you don't lack money, you don't lack fame, and it's not that you love acting. Why do you want to go there? Drill, artists are too tired and have no freedom, you won’t go in, although being a signboard in the group is a bit similar to a star, but there is still a big difference from a star, not without any privacy.”

"My sister will be crazy if she finds out that you have become my colleague."

The corner of Tang Yuan's mouth couldn't stop twitching, the senior's words jumped very fast, one by one.

Zhou Qingsheng took out his mobile phone to swipe, and pointed the screen at Tang Yuan, "This is the leader of your harem fan group, my sister."

Tang Yuan glanced, "It doesn't look like it."

"It looks like it." Zhou Qingsheng smiled softly, "My sister and I are twins."

Tang Yuan was taken aback, "This is the first time I know twins."

"I have a chance to introduce you." Zhou Qingsheng shook his head after finishing speaking, "Forget it, maybe that girl will bring your fans to hold a banner for you at the gate of the group."

Tang Yuan was speechless.

Zhou Qingsheng took Tang Yuan for a run in the troupe, and then went to work on his own, saying that he was participating in a dance drama and would rehearse until late at night.

Tang Yuan's identity cannot be concealed unless he disguises himself.

No matter who encountered him in the group, they didn't deliberately make things difficult for him, or give him face-to-face pointers. They were polite and even cautious to him.

Because education and dancing skills are his own things, genuine goods at a fair price.

As for what's going on in private, that's something he can't control. Other people's mouths grow on other people's faces, so they can say whatever they want, and no one can control them.

Tang Yuan knew everything he should be familiar with, so he sat in the office with the air conditioner on and watched the repertoire.

Tired of watching the repertoire, I switched to news and gossip from the troupe.

Tang Yuan searched the Internet, but he didn't expect that there were many, for example, someone married a wealthy businessman, and since then the famous brand has never left his body, and his nostrils are staring at the sky.

So-and-so has no scandals, the lead dancer position was robbed, so-and-so may be gay, and so-and-so was suspected of being subject to unspoken rules.

After reading all the way, I came to the conclusion that this song and dance troupe is very popular among marketing accounts, and what's more, everyone can accept unspoken rules and cannot accept homosexuality.

Tang Yuan doesn't live in the dormitory, and leaves when he gets off work.

Pei Wenjin called at a pinch, saying that he would come to pick him up, and told him not to run around and wait.

It was raining outside, and Tang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. When he answered the phone, all the negative emotions in his heart had not dissipated, so he said without thinking, "I have a car, why should you answer it?"

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

After Tang Yuan finished speaking, he regretted it. He walked into the bathroom in a hurry, saw several people in it, and had to back out. Standing in the corridor, looking at the colleagues he knew or didn't know, he felt a sudden strong feeling in his heart. The aggrieved shrouded.

Didn't you just find a gay man?There is no murderer, it is against the law, why do you have to hide?

A certain nerve in Tang Yuan's mind was trembling, so he simply stopped looking for a place, stood where he was, showed the reddish corners of his eyes and the regret on his face, and said to the man on the other end of the phone, "I change my mind. Come and pick me up."

He squeezed his fingers irritably, "Come and pick me up, if you don't come, I won't go home."

"Beep...beep..."

That end hung up.

Tang Yuan packed his things and went to the door to wait. A colleague didn't know that he drove here in the morning and wanted to take him home, but he refused, saying that someone would come to pick him up.

So the number of people at the door increased unconsciously.

About 10 minutes later, an A6 pulled over, the door on the driver's side opened, and everyone at the door looked around curiously.

The man who came down was tall, with a tall and straight body wrapped in a dark formal suit. He opened a black umbrella, walked steadily through the rain curtain and approached step by step, stepping on the steps under the crackling rainwater, and stopped.

The umbrella was raised slightly, revealing a mature and handsome face, exuding an abstinence atmosphere, extremely charming.

The surrounding air became wet and greasy, and something was about to move.

Tang Yuan walked out a few steps, put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked down at the man who was two steps lower than him, and turned his back to his colleagues, there was a bottomless sea of ​​love in his eyes.

Pei Wenjin said in a low voice, "Master."

Everyone present heard the call, and probably guessed the identity of the person. It is normal for the secretary to come to pick up the young master.

only……

This secretary is too handsome, the single female colleagues can't help but think.

The car drove out of the gate, and the statue at the gate of the song and dance troupe became more and more blurred, and soon disappeared completely.

Tang Yuan was a little out of breath. He didn't know if his chest was being strangled by the seat belt, or because his stomach was uncomfortable, or because he was talking nonsense on the phone. Anyway, he couldn't breathe well. He wanted to open the window, but it was raining outside. The ones are quite big.

A voice came from the left, "Where is the discomfort?"

Tang Yuan tilted his head and looked at the water stains on the car window, "Everywhere is uncomfortable."

Pei Wenjin frowned, "Is someone in the regiment embarrassing you?"

Tang Yuan shook his head.

The car once again fell into silence, which was the kind of depressing level.

Tang Yuan's fingers unconsciously picked the leather on the seat, he was blaming himself for his unintentional sentence, hey.

Life is a cage that can trap people in it.

Over time, a few years, ten years, or just a few months, maybe a normal person can become neurotic, and a neurotic can become a lunatic.

Daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, they can quarrel endlessly over even the most serious matters, and even fight to the death.

But, that's how life is.

Love is true, romance is true, and trivialities are true.

All are true, will exist, and none of them will be missing.

There are too many things like this, and it is inevitable that there will be emotional quarrels. Tang Yuan has had quarrels, and the man sitting next to him has had quarrels too.

It doesn't matter who has more times and who has less times.

The important thing is that once the relationship is torn out of the cracks, whether it is unintentional or intentional, it must be mended in time, so that we can go on together until we grow old.

The car stopped at the intersection, and the wipers swiped back and forth.

Pei Wenjin's hands on the steering wheel tapped and clicked casually.

Tang Yuan leaned forward and approached, "Are you still angry with me?"

Pei Wenjin said, "No."

"Then why haven't you touched me since I got in the car?" Tang Yuan sat back, he didn't believe it, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Usually when I got in the car, you rushed up to hug me and gnawed me. "

Pei Wenjin started the car, "You have 'I want to be alone' written on your face, so I have to let you be quiet."

Tang Yuan was even more wronged than Dou E, "Nonsense, when did I write those words on my face? If I really wrote them, it would be 'Hurry up and hug me and kiss me'."

No emotion could be heard in Pei Wenjin's voice, "Can't you take the initiative?"

"..."

Dare to give him a trick and wait for him here.

Tang Yuan bowed his head, tugged on the seat belt with his hands, and said in a low voice, "Didn't I make you angry? I dare not."

Pei Wenjin glanced at him, "When have I ever been angry with you?"

Tang Yuan was dumbfounded, "It seems not."

Pei Wenjin caught his stupid look in his eyes from the corner of his eye, and the corner of his lips twitched faintly, "Then what are you waiting for?"

"You're driving now."

Not a minute after Tang Yuan finished speaking, Pei Wenjin parked the car on the side of the road. He unbuckled his seat belt, turned sideways, and looked deeply.

"pat"

Tang Yuan also took off the seat belt. He moved over, raised his arms, and hung them around the man's neck. He hugged him tightly and took a breath that made him miss the day. "You hung up on me."

Pei Wenjin stroked his back, "Dad calls me for something."

Tang Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you didn't explain the situation to me later, which made me terrified."

Pei Wenjin said, "I thought you knew I wasn't angry."

"I don't know." Tang Yuan raised his head and stared at him, "I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."

Pei Wenjin lowered his head and rubbed his face against his, with a hoarse voice, "I didn't think well."

Tang Yuan sat up straight, pushed the black head that had been buried in his neck with his hands, and said, "I was supposed to apologize, but why did you apologize in the end?"

"Forget it, forget it, turn the page." He kissed the man's eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and kissed again and again, "Can I turn the page?"

Pei Wenjin pinched his slender neck, like pinching a kitten, with very light force, and rubbed it with his fingertips a few times, "You can do it if you say so."

Tang Yuan said with a smile, "Then go home."

Pei Wenjin didn't start the car immediately, he touched the young man's face, "In the future, if you want me to pick you up, I'll pick you up, and if you don't want me to pick you up, I won't go there, huh?"

"Oh, good." Tang Yuan nodded and shook his head again, "No, you can decide this. If you are not busy, you can pick me up and go to get off work. It depends on your situation."

Pei Wenjin looked at him deeply, and sighed for a while, "You have a car, and it drives very well, so you don't need me to pick you up."

Tang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, it's not good, the old man's fragility has broken down, he needs to be coaxed, he said seriously, "Don't do this, I need you very much."

Pei Wenjin asked indifferently, "Really?"

"Yes, yes, absolutely." Tang Yuan looked at him for a moment, his eyes full of attachment, "I like to be taken care of by you."

Pei Wenjin's pursed thin lips were drawn to both sides, outlining a clear arc, and a pure smile appeared on his face.

It's rare, and fascinating as hell.

Tang Yuan's eyes were straightened, he quickly turned the man's face aside, breathed lightly and said, "Don't laugh like that, dear uncle, you know I'm still a kid, not as restrained as you .”

Pei Wenjin took the hand off his face, put it to his mouth and kissed, "I didn't tell you, I always wanted to try it in the car."

Tang Yuan's face became hot, "But?"

"No buts."

Tang Yuan licked his lips, "Are you sure, sure, and sure?"

Pei Wenjin's answer was written in his familiar eyes.

Tang Yuan didn't say much, and quickly took out his mobile phone and his mobile phone, and turned them all off.

This was done entirely because of the previous psychological impact.

Halfway through the car, the car suddenly brakes suddenly. It is really not something ordinary people can bear. The most terrifying thing is that it happened more than once. It was too dangerous. In order to drive safely, I had to turn off the phone.

As a result, there was still a sudden brake this time.

Tang Yuan had a stomachache and could not help but groan, Pei Wenjin immediately stopped the car.

The two looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and everyone thought it was funny.

Tang Yuan collapsed in Pei Wenjin's arms, letting him tidy up his clothes, not forgetting to think about dinner, "What are you eating, is there any food at home? How about we go to a restaurant to eat, it's so late."

Pei Wenjin wiped the sweat off his forehead, "You can just drink the porridge."

"That won't work!" Tang Yuan couldn't control his mouth and said, "I haven't eaten at noon, and at night..."

The words stopped abruptly, and he wanted to smoke himself.

Pei Wenjin narrowed his eyes, "You said on the phone at noon that you ate, and I asked you what you ate. You told me the names of a few dishes, and said that you were very full and very good."

Tang Yuan shivered. He lowered his head, pretended to admit his mistake, and muttered softly, "I'm not afraid of you worrying."

Pei Wenjin's tone was cold, "So you lied, now your stomach hurts."

Tang Yuan didn't dare to look at his face.

Pei Wenjin helped him fasten his seat belt, "I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

That's what he said, but he didn't really settle the bill. When he got home, Pei Wenjin went into the kitchen to cook porridge, brought it to the bedroom when it was done, and fed the cub.

The job that was originally ranked first has been ranked far behind.

Tang Yuan felt better in his stomach. He leaned against the head of the bed, took the man's big hand, and explained why he didn't eat lunch, "When I arrived at the cafeteria, I felt a little nauseous. If I wasn't a man, I would have thought I had your child."

Pei Wenjin's face turned black.

Tang Yuan observed the change of his expression, and added, "It's not that I didn't eat anything in the afternoon, I ate a bag of prunes and an apple."

"For those who want to lose weight, you can only eat this amount at most, and you can eat a little salt throughout the day. It's okay, don't worry."

Pei Wenjin went out with an empty bowl.

Tang Yuan grabbed his clothes, "I was wrong, next time I will eat on time."

Pei Wenjin patted his little paws on the hem of his clothes, and stretched his jaw line, "You are hungry because of your own stomach."

"Stomach pain is not good." Tang Yuan said, "I have a long memory."

Pei Wenjin bowed his head sideways, "Do you really have a long memory?"

Tang Yuan's chick pecked at the rice and nodded.

Only then did Pei Wenjin's expression soften a little, "I still have work to do, so you go to bed first."

Tang Yuan looked obedient, but his mouth was completely different, "It can't be past twelve o'clock, I will set the alarm clock, if you are not in bed at twelve o'clock, I will never end with you."

Pei Wenjin, "..."

Tang Yuan waved his hand, "Go, go."

Pei Wenjin flicked his forehead with his fingers, "Naughty."

Tang Yuan was dumbfounded.

After lying down for a while, the heat on Tang Yuan's face faded, and he called Chen Lie, "Sleeping?"

There was deathly silence on the other end, which lasted at least 2 minutes. Just when Tang Yuan thought that there was something wrong with the phone, the sound of an explosion came from the display, "You know?"

He was like a slapping monkey on the back of his butt, "Damn it! When did Xiao Chao tell you? Today? Didn't he say he wouldn't tell you first? He lied to me, and I knew he lied to me again!"

Tang Yuan couldn't put it into words, "Brother, when I asked about sleeping, I meant sleeping."

display,"……"