Song Yun replied by giving Qin Shu a thumbs up for his big-eyed post.
He changed his sitting position on the sofa and 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 is it that even after President Qin sent Big Eyes, President Dan still hasn’t responded? 】
[Wow wow, there were at least two big-eyed ones a day before, but now they haven’t come online 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 Yun returned to 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 another year older made an important speech on birthdays [Video]]
The video shows the cat named Orange who gave a speech on the stage (table) last night. His cat language is hard to understand, but it is obvious what he is saying. He is a serious cat.
[Happy birthday to Mr. Dan! 】
【woc! Little kitty! Come and give ee a kiss! 】
[Do Kitty and Mr. Dan have the same birthday? 】
[This is a cat that can speak!] If you cultivate it well, it will become a great talent.
[I think the sugar-free whole wheat bread is right, but I disagree with one point. If you want to do this, please send your cat over and I will discuss this with it.]
[Egg... Mr. Egg Cat? Once you accept this setting...】
[Very good, everyone is listening to the cat! 】
[I can hear everything that was planned by the superiors!] So, send the egg here, and I will teach you how to identify the evil forces.
[Mr. Dan, be happy in the new year! 】
Once I refreshed the page, I had to scroll down a long time to get to the comment section.
Song Yunhui took a sip of the milk while browsing the comment section.
There were too many comments to respond to, so he just watched.
When he put the milk down, he looked up and saw the bouquet of sunflowers next to the little dinosaur next to the TV.
After entering the living room yesterday, Qin Shu took the bouquet of flowers from his hand and placed it here. After that, everyone had a great time and drank some wine. I almost lost consciousness when I went upstairs and forgot to bring the bouquet of flowers with me.
Putting the 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 brighter under the light slanting in from the window.
After Qin Shu finished his work, he put down his sleeves and came over to half-kneel 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, "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.
There is a cabinet on the balcony, made of dark wood.
He saw Qin Shu bend down and open the cabinet.
The cabinet was surprisingly full, and there were many things that 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’s not so much that it has been planted before, but rather that it’s like it’s been prepared and waiting to be planted at the right time.
He doesn't know exactly when to plant.
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 he seems to be quite free as he is not taking any acting jobs. When he takes on acting jobs and endorsements, he probably won't be able to go home for half a year. He doesn't hire 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, and we can plant them in the spring."
Song Yunhui didn't have any memories of planting flowers and plants, but that didn't stop him from being interested, and he agreed immediately.
He also wants to plant something in his yard, so he can plant it when the renovation is completed next year.
Now I just need to wait for the decoration to be completed, then plan my own small garden, and then plant flowers next year.
With just a little effort, next year’s task will be increased by 1.
Song Yunhui lowered his head while 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, he filled the vase with an appropriate amount of water and placed the sunflower in it. Song Yunhui hesitated for a moment and then 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 bottles. Now it is empty, so it can be used to put a vase. The size is just right, and you don’t have to worry about the ruthless claws of the orange anymore.
When Ye Min and the other person got up and left the room, the first thing they saw was the sunflower 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 laptop. 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 admired the flowers he had arranged downstairs again and again, 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 headset, Song Yunhui lowered his eyes, and the pen in his hand turned unconsciously.
After a short segment, he crossed out the cello written on the paper and then readjusted the audio.
“…”
The room was filled with silence.
The first two sheets of paper have completely changed, now filled with many more comments.
I changed a few sources, and when I listened to it for the last time, 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 it was played 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 more comments.
He sang this song just to listen to on Orange's birthday. He didn't think the song would do anything special, but he didn't expect that other people besides him would listen to it.
He also had no idea where the listeners and comments came from for this song that had absolutely no publicity.
A little curious.
He clicked in and took a look.
[Woc, I was inspired by this name, I didn’t expect it was a song written by Doujiang! It sounds nice! ! ! 】
【? ? ? I didn’t expect that Doujiang would sing behind our backs! Why didn’t you tell us that you sang so beautifully? 】
[Original singer, lyricist and composer, it took me a long time to distinguish these three before I could tell them apart]
[Although, "orange" is better than "Orange Song"! If I hadn’t suddenly seen soy milk (two soy milks mentioned), I might have missed it! 】
[Wow, after not live streaming for so many days, he actually made a big move here]
[Although the singing soy milk is not very famous, I still want to shout it out! Double chef collaboration! 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 returned downstairs, he saw Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan sitting in front of TV watching a movie.
The people on 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 took his keys 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 Yun nodded: "I'm going to meet a friend. We should eat outside at noon today."
After Chen Chen wished him happy birthday this morning, he 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 Yunhui rubbed his orange, then stood up, opened the door and left.
When he took a taxi, he followed the navigation to search for the store 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. After he told the other party his name, the waiter took him to the reserved table.
Seeing him coming, Chen Chen, who was sitting on the side playing with his phone, looked up and waved.
Song Yunhui walked closer.
If he saw correctly, besides the flowers, plates and water cups 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 finally decided to take off his coat and put on a down jacket, and no longer needed to maintain the appearance of a social elite.
To put it simply, 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:
"I know it's your birthday today, so I bought a small cake. You can just eat it in two bites and it won't make you sick."
As he spoke, he lit the candle.
"Make a wish."
Song Yunhui was surprised, "Can I make two wishes on my birthday?"
This is the first time I celebrate my birthday like this, and I don’t really understand it.
Chen Chen said confidently, "One cake, one wish; one carrot, one hole."
Song Yunhui was convinced and immediately closed his eyes. Chen Chen put the crown on him.
He closed his eyes, opened them again, and blew out the candles.
After blowing out the candles, they divided the cake equally, and Chen Chen helped him take off the crown again.
The process was a bit ridiculously fast.
Song Yun asked back: "Birthday Speed Run Edition?"
Chen Chen nodded: "Speed pass version of birthday."
The cake was a fruit cake. It was not very big in size but several pieces of fruit were stuffed into it. When Song Yun looked back at it, he felt worried for the cake.
After taking two bites of the cake, he took the tablet that Chen Chen handed over for ordering and asked, "Why is the boss so generous today?"
Chen Chen said: "Compared to my performance, it's nothing. Just order whatever you want to eat."
Song Yunhui then started ordering food.
When he was ordering, Chen Chen unconsciously opened his phone and glanced at Big Eyes.
He originally wanted to take a look at the comment section and then post an announcement that there would be no updates today, but Big Eyes pushed something very new to him.
[Song Zishu's latest stills are exposed, perfectly fitting the character setting, and his appearance is even better]
He originally didn't pay attention to the fanfare among these stars, but ever since he knew that Dan was always Song Yunhui, he would take a look at them from time to time.
This time it was Song Zishu who called directly. He glanced at Song Yunhui who was still concentrating on ordering food, and then clicked on the push.
The one being promoted was a photo of Big Eyes from a certain TV series, which was a solo photo of Song Zishu.
He was wearing a leather jacket and the photo was dark, so he looked presentable, not outstanding, but not too bad either.
But the high level of discussion is reflected in the story behind it.
Things took some bizarre turns.
Simply put, Song Zishu's current role is played by Song Yunhui.
The male protagonist fell into the water and just woke up in the hospital. It was said that the person who saved him was directly cancelled and Big Eyes retired. One important role was reduced again. This time it was dragged on for so long. When everyone else thought that the show was about to die, it inexplicably picked up again and released new stills at this time.
I guess it attracted new investment.
How exactly did Song Yunhui and the crew sign the contract, and which party should pay the penalty if the contract is broken has been discussed on a large scale before. This time, the focus is on discussing the lack of virtue in the crew, who actually brought in Song Zishu to fill Song Yunhui's previous role just for that little bit of discussion.
[…I will be silent for a moment to show respect. Although Song Zishu is quite good-looking, this…to be honest, he doesn’t really match her. If it fits her character, please stop bragging.]
[I can only say that it doesn’t fit. If you can’t act this way, don’t force it.]
[Zishu looks good in whatever he plays!] expect! 】
[Although it’s not nice to say this, but! Song Yun once turned against the blacklist. For the sake of future reference, I have saved every still of him. The difference is a bit big in comparison. I am not saying it is bad, but I just want to say it better.]
[Isn’t this great?] What to pick on?
【? What! You have a photo (rwkk)】
[By the way, if Chengguo was really rescued by Song Yunhui, I wonder what he felt when he acted with Song Zishu]
[I am a fan of Zishu, I like him very much, but when I take off the fan filter, I can tell whether this is a good fit or not. Also, the crew is too greedy]
Most of the screen is filled with offensive text.
Even though he knew that the aggression was not directed at Song Yun or himself, his expression was still indescribable.
After Song Yunhui ordered the food, he handed him the tablet and asked, "What do you need to use this expression to look at?"
Chen Chen took the tablet and said casually, "It is said that Song Zishu played the role you played before."
He is now in a completely relaxed state, and he doesn't think before he speaks. He speaks quickly and reacts only after he has finished speaking.
He actually brought up these things when it was someone else's birthday.
He glanced at Song Yunhui's expression.
Song Yunhui showed no expression.
There was no anger, sadness or sarcasm.
He just changed his sitting position, propped up his chin and asked, "From that TV series?"
This is the only play he has not completed.
Chen Chen nodded.
Song Yun replied with a “hmm” and said, “Then the reputation should be good.”
He remembered that this content was in the original text.
This was an important point in Song Zishu's career advancement.
Because he was replacing his role, he has been the subject of much discussion since he joined the crew, and has received rave reviews online.
After the TV series was broadcast, the other party became even more popular, resources came to him automatically, and he successfully reached the peak of his life.
“…Hmm, how should I put this?”
With the vivid example just now, Chen Chen did not speak hastily this time. He asked cautiously, "How is your relationship with him?"
Relationships on the Internet cannot be trusted. People who are as close as brothers may fight each other to the death for resources in secret, and the other party and Song Zishu may also do the opposite.
Song Yunhui still propped up his chin, took a sip of water, and said lightly: "Normally."
He said it was just average, nothing overly strong.
Chen Chen figured it out himself.
Got it.
That's not very good.
So he said with relief, "It doesn't feel good. There are more people who question it."
According to his opinion, the netizens' comments are quite pertinent.
The look was indeed ordinary, not outstanding.
Song Yunhui's expression changed slightly.
It’s not because of Song Zishu, but because the plot shifted for the first time.
He didn't pay special attention to where the main storyline was going, and just as he found out the progress, he was told that the main storyline had deviated.
This is the first time I have encountered such a situation, and I am somewhat surprised.
Chen Chen said, and after ordering a dish, he glanced at his phone again, and then saw a quick report from the front, saying:
"The latest news is that Chengguo has terminated his contract with the crew."
"Ah?" Song Yunhui paused, "Yeah."
If he remembered correctly, Song Zishu was a popular person in the book, and many people liked and loved him. Cheng Guo was one of those people and a relatively important supporting character.
How to cultivate relationship after termination of contract?
——This plot is not biased in the slightest.
But it doesn’t seem to have much to do with me.
He had already gone offline early, and was separated from their main storyline of love, hatred and vengeance.
Chen Chen didn't want to look at his phone any more. In his eyes, the hot melons in the hands of these netizens were no match for the tablets they used to order food.
The two reached an agreement in this place.
After the meal, Song Yunhui drank water slowly, while Chen Chen slumped in his chair and sighed.
There is a reason why things are expensive.
At least he enjoyed his lunch today.
He raised his head and was about to say something, but he saw Song Yunhui open his phone and take a look.
Just with this one glance, his expression changed.
Solemn and sad.
Sitting up straight, Chen Chen asked him, "What's wrong?"
Song Yunhui looked away sadly, "There are no comic strips today."
This is where his focus lies.
Just now when I heard that Song Zishu played his role, my reaction was not this big.
Chen Chen: “…”
Chen Chen said: "Draw, draw, draw. I will draw when I get home today!"
He originally wanted to use the excuse of celebrating Song Yun's birthday to justify being lazy for another day.
But the little conscience he had left was aching sporadically.
Originally, Chen Chen had thought of just chatting there in the afternoon, but now he was reluctant to get motivated and took a bus home on the spot.
Song Yunhui stood at the station and watched the car leave.
Although they only had lunch, the two of them chatted while eating and continued chatting for a while after the meal. By the time they left the restaurant, it was already past the time that could barely be called noon.
He looked at his phone and finally decided to go back early.
He didn't wait for a taxi, but he got a call from Qin Shu.
The other party's voice was still calm and magnetic, and he asked him if he was still playing with his friends.
Song Yun replied honestly that his friend had already left.
He was the one who sent it away.
Qin Shu asked him, "Do you want to eat hot pot tonight?"
Song Yun nodded back, then remembered that he couldn't see the person on the other end of the line, so he said "hmm" and said, "I want to eat."
"Are you still in Shidong now?"
"Yes, it's still at the location I sent you before."
"I'm on my way by car. It won't be long."
Qin Shu said, "Let's go to the supermarket?"
***
Finally, Qin Shu picked up Song Yunhui on the roadside, and the two went to a nearby fresh food supermarket together.
Song Yunhui likes to go shopping in the supermarket.
There is no special reason, it's just a kind of inexplicable liking.
Qin Shu had also discovered this before, so if he could take him with him when going to the supermarket, he would take him with him.
This is a store I have never been to before.
There weren't many people around at this time. Song Yunhui pushed the cart and walked beside Qin Shu, looking at the unfamiliar layout.
There are many things you need to buy to eat hot pot.
It is not realistic to make hot pot base on the spot, so you can only buy ready-made ones.
Song Yunhui got a base that was not too spicy.
Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan are still here, so when the family eats hotpot, we have to take into account the tastes of most people.
After choosing the hot pot base, the next step is his favorite part: choosing the dishes.
As they walked, Song Yunhui considered everyone's tastes and was happy choosing. There was also an enthusiastic auntie who taught him how to choose vegetables, telling him not to take those that were already packaged and priced, and asking him to look at them more carefully. She was almost helping him choose directly.
The cart naturally came into Qin Shu's hands at some point, and he followed behind, pushing the cart, never taking his eyes off the figure in front of him.
Song Yunhui stood up after putting a bunch of vegetables into the cart. Two girls passed by.
One of the girls was wearing a beige scarf and holding a child by her side. She said to the person next to her:
"Why are so many people talking about Song Zishu? He was fine before. I don't see why Song Yun responded to him..."
Song Yunhui carefully put the dishes away, then made the last check mark on the memo and said, "All ready, let's go weigh them."
Qin Shu pushed the cart to queue up.
Song Yunhui originally stood beside him, but then seemed to have seen something and left temporarily.
“…”
Opposite the queue for weighing, behind rows of shelves, a 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 person wearing a hat and a mask squatting in front of him. He was so scared that he almost cried and wanted to step back, but he seemed to be afraid of tearing some wound, so he stopped moving immediately, but his face showed an expression as if a storm was about to come.
Song Yunhui noticed the child's fearful gaze, then took off his mask, lowered his eyes and asked softly:
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
His voice was soft and gentle.
He's also good-looking, not like the bad guy my mom described.
The child was stunned for a moment, then looked at the shelf and said honestly, "I scratched it."
What he meant was that the shelf was scratched.
The injured area didn't touch anything, so it's 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 shelf, and a familiar voice sounded:
"Where are you, brother..."
The girl wearing the beige scarf paused and her voice instantly faded away.
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