Song Yunhui gave a thumbs up to Qin Shu's Big Eyes.
He changed his posture and sat on the sofa, then glanced at the message flashing in the lower right corner of the screen.
There were a lot of different tags and messages, and he took a look at them.
[Why! Why has President Qin sent Big Eyes but President Dan still hasn't made any move! ]
[There were at least two big-eyed cats the day before, but now they haven’t come on board to look at us for such a long time [cat crying.jpg]]
[I posted food photos late at night before, so it’s not too much to take a selfie on my birthday this time [狗头玫瑰.jpg]]
Song Yunhui exited the software and looked through the photos and videos he had just downloaded.
When Qin Shu brought him the milk, he was editing Big Eyes.
He generously raised his phone a little higher so that the other person could see it together.
[AAA Tea Wholesale Egg General: A sugar-free whole wheat bread that has grown one year older gave an important speech on birthdays [Video]]
The video shows the cat named Orange who gave a speech on the stage last night. It’s hard to understand what he said, but it’s obvious what he said. He’s a serious cat.
【Happy Birthday to Mr. Egg! 】
【woc! Little kitty! Come and give ee a kiss! 】
[Do Kitty and Mr. Egg have the same birthday? ]
[This is a cat that can speak! If you train it well, it will become a great cat]
[I think sugar-free whole wheat bread is right, but I disagree with it a little. How about you send your cat over here so I can discuss this with it]
[Egg...Egg Master Cat? Once you accept this setting...]
[Very good, everyone is listening to the cat! ]
[I can hear the above plan! So, send the egg over here, and I will teach you how to identify the evil forces.]
【Even Dan Zong is going to be happy in his new year! 】
Once refreshed, the comment section has already taken a long time to scroll down.
Song Yunhui took a sip of the milk while browsing the comments section.
There were too many comments to respond to, so he just watched.
When he put down the milk, he looked up and saw a bouquet of sunflowers next to the little dinosaur next to the TV.
After entering the living room yesterday, Qin Shu took the bouquet from him and placed it here. Afterwards, everyone had a great time and drank a little wine. When going upstairs, he almost lost consciousness and forgot to bring the bouquet up with him.
Placing the cell phone on the sofa, Song Yunhui got off the sofa in his slippers, then walked to the bouquet and squatted down, looking at the petals while thinking about what to do.
Sunflowers are called sunflowers by many people. They bloom brilliantly, and their golden petals appear even more vivid under the light slanting in from the window.
Qin Shu finished his work, put down his sleeves, came over and half-knelt beside him and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Song Yunhui poked the petals of the sunflower and said, "I'm thinking about how to keep this sunflower longer."
He turned around and asked, "Are there any vases or anything like that?"
Qin Shu stood up and said, "Yes."
So Song Yunhui stood up with him.
The vase is on another balcony.
The window screens here are usually drawn, and it is rare to notice that there is a balcony here.
There was a dark-colored wooden cabinet on the balcony.
He saw Qin Shu bend down and open the cabinet.
The cabinet was surprisingly full, many of which looked like gardening items, including flower pots and small shovels.
There are also vases inside, which are made of transparent glass.
Song Yun asked back: "Did you grow flowers before?"
But the flower pots inside looked very clean and didn't look like they had been used.
It is not so much that it has been planted before, but rather that it is like it has been prepared and is waiting to be planted at some point.
He didn't know exactly when it would be planted.
Qin Shu said: "It was planted a long time ago, but it has not been planted since then."
Song Yunhui took the glass vase and asked, "Are you busy?"
Now that he is not taking on any acting jobs, he seems to be more free. When he takes on acting jobs and endorsements, he probably won't be able to go home for half a year. He doesn't have a nanny, so it's normal that he can't grow flowers.
Qin Shu didn't tell him the reason, he just glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to plant it?"
He said, "I still have some seeds here. We can plant them in the spring."
Song Yunhui didn't have any images related to growing flowers and plants in his memory, but this did not prevent him from being interested, and he agreed immediately.
He also wants to grow something in his yard, so he can plant it next year when the renovation is completed.
Now I just need to wait for the decoration, then plan my own small garden, and plant flowers next year.
In just a short time, next year’s mission will be +1.
Song Yunhui was thinking while lowering his head, thinking about adding a memo later, and did not notice Qin Shu's gaze behind him.
The balcony door was closed, and this time the curtains were not drawn.
Following the instructions on the Internet, Song Yunhui filled the vase with an appropriate amount of water and then placed the sunflowers in it. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to place the vase on the bar in the kitchen facing the living room.
There is a place here that is usually used to put some bottles. Now it is empty and can be used to put a vase. The size is just right and there is no need to worry about the ruthless claws of the orange anymore.
When Ye Min and his friend got up and left the room, the first thing they saw was the sunflowers on the bar.
When I woke up in the morning and saw these warm-colored flowers and plants, my already good mood became even better.
There was no one in the kitchen. Qin Shu was sitting on the sofa typing on his notebook. They looked around and then asked, "Where's Yunzi?"
Qin Shu closed his notebook and said, "Let's go upstairs."
He stood up and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
***
Song Yunhui repeatedly admired the flowers he had arranged downstairs, then remembered the music score he had not finished revising, so he went upstairs.
The room was bright, with sunlight from outside shining in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was a slight sound from the air conditioner operating in the room.
A hand reached out to hold the earphone, Song Yunhui lowered his eyes, and the pen in his hand turned unconsciously.
After a short passage, he crossed out the cello written on the paper and then retuned the audio.
“…”
The room was completely silent.
The first two sheets of paper have completely changed in appearance, now densely packed with comments.
After changing several sources, the last time I listened to it, the first part finally became smooth and had the feeling I wanted.
Sitting cross-legged on the chair, Song Yunhui exhaled, then took off his headset, picked up his mobile phone, stretched his hands over his head and looked at the screen.
He remembered that he hadn't listened to "Orange Song" since it was released, and the first time he played it was last night when he was drunk.
There's no one in the room now, so I can play it again.
The feeling of listening to my own songs and listening to other people's songs is quite different.
After playing the song from beginning to end, Song Yunhui blinked and clicked pause.
He originally wanted to quit, but then he saw there were further comments.
This song was sung just for Chengzi to listen to on his birthday. He didn't think the song would do well, but he didn't expect that other people besides him would listen to it.
He also had no idea where the audience and comments came from for this song which had absolutely no publicity.
A little curious.
He clicked on it and took a look.
[Woc, I was inspired by this name, I didn’t expect it was a song written by soy milk! It’s so nice!!!]
【??? I didn’t expect Doujiang to sing behind our backs! Why didn’t he tell us that he sang so beautifully!】
[Original singer, lyricist and composer. It took me a long time to distinguish these three.]
[Although, "orange" is better than "Orange Song"! If I hadn't suddenly seen soy milk (two soy milks), I might have missed it! ]
[Good fellow, after not live streaming for so many days, you are secretly making a big move here]
[Although the singing soy milk is not very famous, I still want to shout! Two chefs work together! Who understands me! ]
[It sounds great, high quality as always! Why isn't a song like this popular? ]
[I'm so confused that I don't even know which soy milk I'm talking about]
Song Yun smiled back, then put down his phone and put on his headset again.
The morning passed by neither fast nor slow.
When Song Yun went downstairs, he saw Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan sitting in front of the TV watching a movie.
The people in the movie are familiar.
Song Yunhui finally understood why Qin Shu didn't sit here with them.
Seeing that they were absorbed in watching the movie, he didn't want to disturb them and put his key in his pocket and prepared to go out.
In the end, Ye Min still noticed him. When she heard the noise coming from behind, she turned around and saw that he was fully equipped, so she asked:
"Are you getting ready to go out?"
Song Yunhui nodded: "I'm going to meet a friend. I think we'll eat out at noon today."
After wishing him happy birthday this morning, Chen Chen said that he found out too late and didn't have time to prepare anything, so he decided to treat him to a meal.
In order to have this meal this time, the other party has already boarded a car to his city.
Very persistent and very proactive.
"Okay then," Ye Min nodded, "Have fun with your friends, and remember to come back for dinner in the evening."
Song Yun came over and rubbed his orange, then stood up, opened the door and left.
When he took a taxi, he followed the navigation and searched for the store that Chen Chen mentioned.
Not to mention the taste, at least the average price is much higher than that of ordinary stores.
It can be seen that the other party has invested a lot of money this time.
You can go directly to the store entrance after getting off the taxi.
Pulling his scarf up, he walked into the store.
Chen Chen had already arrived, and after he told the other party his name, the waiter took him to the reserved table.
Seeing him coming over, Chen Chen, who was sitting on the side playing with his phone, looked up and then waved.
Song Yunhui walked closer.
If he saw correctly, besides the flowers, plates and water glasses on the table, there was also a small cake in the middle.
A small cake means a small birthday cake, a small cake that looks like a Big Mac even with a candle on it.
Chen Chen waved happily.
After leaving the company, he was finally willing to take off his coat and put on a down jacket, and no longer needed to maintain the appearance of a social elite.
Simply put, it looks a lot more silly.
The waiter left, and when Song Yunhui sat down, he pushed the small cake in front of him and said:
“知道你今天過了生日，所以買了一個小的蛋糕，兩口吃完走過場，不膩人。”
他一邊說着一邊給蠟燭點上火。
“許個願吧。”
宋雲回驚訝，“生日還可以許兩次願嗎？”
第一次這麽過生日，不是很懂。
陳晨說得振振有詞，“一個蛋糕一次願，一個蘿蔔一個坑。”
宋雲回被說服了，當即閉眼，陳晨給他戴了王冠。
他閉眼再睜眼，之後吹蠟燭。
吹完蠟燭兩人就平分了蛋糕，陳晨再次幫他取下王冠。
過程有點快得離譜。
宋雲回問：“生日速通版？”
陳晨點頭：“速通版生日。”
蛋糕是水果蛋糕，本就不大的體積還硬生生塞了幾塊水果，宋雲回看了都替蛋糕捏一把汗。
兩口小蛋糕下肚，接過陳晨遞來的點菜用的平板，他問：“老板今天怎麽這麽大方？”
陳晨說：“比起我的績效不值一提，想吃什麽點什麽。”
宋雲回于是開始點菜。
陳晨在他點單的時候不自覺點開手機看了眼大眼仔。
他原本是想要看一眼評論區然後順帶發一個今天不更新的公告，結果大眼仔給他推了個很新的東西。
【宋子舒最新劇照曝光，完美貼合人設，顏值更上一層樓】
他原本不關注這些明星間的粉粉黑黑，但自從知道蛋總是宋雲回之後就會時不時看兩眼。
這次直接是宋子舒，他看了一眼仍舊在專心點菜的宋雲回，之後點開推送。
推的是某部電視劇發的大眼仔，是宋子舒單獨的劇照。
他穿着一身皮夾克，照片偏暗，看上去像模像樣，不突出，但也不算拉胯。
但讨論度高就體現在背後的故事上。
事情有些離奇的曲折。
簡單來說宋子舒現在這個角色是宋雲回的。
男主落水在醫院剛醒不久，據說是救人的人直接注銷大眼仔退圈，重要角色再次減一，這次硬生生拖了這麽久，其他人都覺得這部劇快涼的時候，它又莫名其妙支楞起來了，還在這個時候發布了新劇照。
估計是拉到了新投資。
宋雲回和劇組到底是怎麽簽的合同，合同破除到底是哪方該賠付違約金的事在之前已經大規模地讨論了一次，這次集中是在讨論劇組缺大德，居然為了那點讨論度，直接把宋子舒拉來補上宋雲回之前的角色。
【……沉默一下以表尊敬，雖然宋子舒是挺好看，但是這……說實話不太配哈，貼合人設就別吹了】
【只能說不太搭，演不出這感覺就別硬往上湊】
【子舒演什麽都好看！期待！】
【雖然這樣說不太好，但是！曾經宋雲回黑，為了以後有古可考，他每張劇照都保存了，對比之下差別有點大哈，不是說不好，就是別硬吹】
【這不是挺不錯的嗎？挑什麽刺】
【？什麽！你有照片（rwkk）】
【話說成果要是真是宋雲回救的，不知道他和宋子舒搭戲的時候是什麽感想】
【是子舒粉，很喜歡他，但是取下粉絲濾鏡，這個貼不貼合看得出來，另，劇組吃相太難看】
滿屏大部分都是具有攻擊性的文字。
即使知道這些攻擊性不是沖着宋雲回來的也不是沖着自己來的，但是他表情還是一言難盡。
宋雲回點完菜把平板遞給他，問：“看什麽東西需要用這種表情？”
陳晨一邊把平板接過一邊随口說：“說是宋子舒演了你之前那個角色。”
他現在完全是放松的狀态，說的話也不過腦，嘴巴快，說完之後才反應過來。
人家過生日他居然還提這些事情。
他看了一眼宋雲回表情。
宋雲回沒什麽表情。
沒有憤怒，也沒有傷心或者嘲諷。
他只是換了個坐的姿勢，撐着下巴問：“那個電視劇的？”
他唯一沒有演完的劇就是這個。
陳晨點頭。
宋雲回“嗯”了聲，說：“那風評應該不錯。”
他記得原文裏有這個內容。
這是宋子舒事業上升的一個重要的點。
因為替的是他的角色，對方從進劇組開始讨論度就居高不下，網絡上是整整齊齊的一片好評。
電視劇播出，對方更是一路走紅，資源自動送上門，順利走上人生巅峰。
“……嗯，這個該怎麽說。”
有了剛才的活生生的例子，陳晨這次沒有嘴快，先是謹慎地問了一句，“你跟他關系怎麽樣？”
網絡上的關系信不得，說不準好得跟親兄弟一樣的人暗地裏為了資源整得你死我活，對方和宋子舒說不準也反着來。
宋雲回依舊撐着下巴，喝了口水，淡淡道：“一般。”
他說是一般就是一般，沒什麽過于濃烈的情感。
陳晨自己揣摩了一下。
懂了。
那就是不怎麽樣。
于是他放心說，“感覺不太好，質疑的人比較多。”
按照他的意見來說，網友的話比較中肯。
那扮相的确中規中矩，說不上出彩。
宋雲回表情這才有了些微的變化。
不是因為宋子舒，而是因為劇情第一次出現了偏移。
他沒有去特意去注意主線到底進行到了哪裏，剛知道進度就被告知主線偏移了。
還是第一次遇見這種情況，多少有些訝異。
陳晨說着，點完一個菜之後就再看了眼手機，之後前方速報，說：
“最新消息，成果和劇組解約了。”
“啊？”宋雲回頓了一下，“嗯。”
要是他沒記錯的話，書裏宋子舒是萬人迷，不少人喜歡他愛他，成果就是那些人之一，是一個比較重要的配角。
解約了怎麽培養感情？
——這劇情偏了不是一星半點。
但跟自己好像沒有什麽過多的關系。
他已經提前下線，脫離了他們主線的愛恨情仇。
陳晨也沒想多看手機，在他眼裏，這些網友們手中熱乎的瓜比不過手中點菜的平板。
兩人在這種地方達成一致。
一頓飯下來，宋雲回慢悠悠喝水，陳晨癱在椅子上感嘆。
貴有貴的道理。
至少他今天中午是吃開心了。
他擡起頭，原本是想要說些什麽，結果看到宋雲回打開手機看了一眼。
就這一眼，他的眼神變化。
凝重而悲傷。
坐直了身體，陳晨問他：“怎麽了這是？”
宋雲回黯然收回視線，“今天居然沒有小漫畫。”
他關注的點居然在這裏。
剛才聽到宋子舒演了他角色反應都沒這大。
陳晨：“……”
陳晨說：“畫畫畫，今天回去就畫！”
他今天原本是想打着給宋雲回過生日的借口理直氣壯再次偷懶一天。
但是他現在剩下不多的良心在零零散散地痛。
本來陳晨就想着下午随便聊聊天過去，結果現在奮進心勉強起來了一點，當場坐車回家。
宋雲回站在車站邊看着車離開。
雖然是說只吃了一個中午飯，但是他們兩個人邊吃邊聊，吃完還再聊了會兒天，真正出飯店的時候已經完全過了可以勉強稱之為中午的點。
他看了下手機，最後決定早點回去。
沒有等到出租車，但是他等到了秦書的電話。
對方聲音依舊沉穩磁性，問他現在還在和朋友一起玩沒有。
宋雲回老實說朋友已經走了。
還是他給送走的。
秦書問他：“今天晚上想吃火鍋嗎？”
宋雲回一點頭，又想到電話那邊看不見，于是“嗯”了一聲，說，“想吃。”
“你現在是還在市東嗎？”
“對，還在之前發的定位那裏。”
“我在開車來的路上，要不了多久。”
秦書說，“去逛超市嗎？”
***
最後秦書在路邊接到了宋雲回，兩人一起去了附近的生鮮超市。
宋雲回喜歡逛超市。
沒有特殊的原因，就是一種沒由來的喜歡。
秦書之前也發現了，逛超市的時候能捎上他就捎上他。
這是一家之前沒有來過的店。
這個時候人不算多，宋雲回推着推車走在秦書身邊看着陌生的布局。
吃火鍋需要買的東西很多。
火鍋底料現熬并不現實，只能買現成的。
宋雲回拿了一個不算太辣的底料。
葉敏和秦建遠還在這裏，一家人吃火鍋就得照顧大部分人的口味。
火鍋底料選好，之後就是他最喜歡的挑菜環節。
一邊走一邊綜合了每個人的口味，宋雲回挑得高興，還有熱心大媽在一邊教他該怎麽挑菜，讓他不要拿直接包裝好貼好價格的，讓他多看看，就差直接上手幫他挑。
推車不知道什麽時候就自然地到了秦書手上，他就推着推車在後面跟着，視線從來沒有從前面的那個人影上離開。
抱着一把青菜放進推車裏，宋雲回剛直起身，兩個女生從旁邊經過。
其中一個女生戴着米色的圍脖，手邊拉着一個小朋友，對旁邊人說：
“怎麽居然那麽多人說宋子舒，之前不是還好好的嗎，我沒看出宋雲回他哪點……”
宋雲回仔仔細細把菜放好，之後在備忘錄打上最後一個勾，說：“齊了，去稱重吧。”
秦書推着車去排隊。
宋雲回原本站在他身邊，後來像是看到了什麽哦，暫時離開了。
“……”
Opposite the queue for weighing, behind the rows of shelves, a little child fell to the ground, making a sound that was neither light nor heavy.
There was no one else around.
"Are you okay?"
A shadow appeared in front of him. The child with tears in his eyes looked up and saw a man wearing a hat and a mask squatting in front of him. He was so scared that he almost cried. He wanted to step back, but he seemed to be afraid of hurting something, so he stopped moving immediately. However, his face showed an expression that showed that a storm was about to come.
Song Yunhui noticed the child's frightened look, then took off his mask, lowered his eyes and asked softly:
"Where did you get hurt?"
His voice is soft and gentle.
He's also good-looking, not like the bad person my mom described him to be.
The child was stunned for a moment, then looked at the shelf and said honestly, "I got it."
What he meant was that the shelves had been allocated.
The injured area was not touched by anything, so it is relatively clean.
Song Yunhui took out a Band-Aid from his pocket, smiled, and said, "Maybe you need this."
The child's eyes were dazzled by the laughter and he stretched out his hand blankly.
There were footsteps behind the shelves, and a familiar voice sounded:
"Where are you, brother..."
The girl in the beige scarf paused and her voice instantly faded away.