Chapter 373 Relative

Several people with different thoughts had beautiful ideas, but Su Yun was the only one who looked and looked and finally found that she couldn't analyze the truth. She could only sigh that this was the salted fish in the man's heart, and continued to dig into the fruit basket and eat hard.

Those undercurrents that have not yet surfaced are still hidden beneath the calm, accumulating surging power.

This was how Chen Boyang's next residence was decided, and in the following days, everyone was busy with their own work.

Except for the time when he was hospitalized and was told to rest in bed as much as possible after being discharged, Chen Boyang rested in seclusion in Zhang Querong's new house while engaging in various "artistic creations".

As he had already had an attack, he did not dare to stay up late this time. After going to bed early and getting up early to get a good work and rest schedule, he could not help but feel that his inspiration was not as abundant as when it was quiet at night.

There's no other way. When I have nothing to think about during the day, I just help to clean up.

Chen Boyang acted immediately. After talking to Zhang Querong on the phone, he put on gloves and went to the pile of cardboard boxes stacked up like a small mountain by the wall. He sorted out the things inside bit by bit.

Many of these cartons contain decorative items and artworks, which he arranges according to his own ideas. Every time Zhang Querong returns home, he can chat with him about this.

Although Zhang Querong would sometimes make some changes, most of the time, Zhang Querong was very satisfied with his good brother's "design" and praised him for having the same ideas as himself, saying that they were in sync.

Although this continuous praise was partly to appease Chen Boyang's emotions, Zhang Querong often felt that the two people's thoughts and ideas were really very similar.

If I tell him the truth then... he should be able to understand, right?

I think so, but until I can come up with a solution that satisfies both parties, it is better to keep it secret for now.

"By the way, have you seen my collage of concert tickets?" Zhang Querong looked around and turned to ask Chen Boyang.

"Oh, it's too big in this box. I haven't figured out how to put it yet." Upon hearing this, Chen Boyang raised his hand and pointed to a large cardboard box on the left.

"No need to put it up. There will be a charity fundraising sale later. I plan to donate this." Zhang Querong said as he walked over and took it out.

"Wow? Are you willing to do that?" Chen Boyang smacked his lips in amazement.

Zhang Querong put a lot of effort into making this scrapbook. It contains tickets for everything from his first concert after his debut to his most recent concert. He carefully preserved them and sealed them in different categories. Even he only has this set and has no other backups.

Zhang Querong wiped the plastic frame of the scrapbook and said, "It's a charity, so you can't care so much. Didn't you donate a lot of things to the charity sale?"

"I can't lose to you!" When he said this, he seemed to be hinting at something.

"If you behave like this, there will be rumors of 'Red vs. Purple' outside again." Not knowing the little secret in his good brother's heart, Chen Boyang laughed heartily.

"They just like to make up some kind of fighting news so that they can increase sales. Who cares what they say? It's enough for you and I to know our own business." Zhang Querong looked away.

Chen Boyang nodded and agreed: "Yes, although this does bring a lot of things to life, it is not easy for us to be human..."

Deliberately inciting fans to fight for their idols has always been the best way to create a lively atmosphere.

Just like hyping up gossip for the sake of attention, rumors of "discord" and "secret fighting" can even attract fans' attention more than gossip, arouse their desire to win, and then take advantage of the opportunity to reap the benefits when they are excited.

Even if the parties involved come forward to clarify, it will not be of much use. It may even be used to make a fuss, saying that they were suppressed by some reasons and could only do this to express their peace intentions... and then they can abuse the fans, making them feel sorry for their idols being forced to close businesses.

"But you're right, it's enough for us to know our own business. We can't care what others think or say. Anyway, we are still good brothers and good friends." Chen Boyang finally said very seriously.

"It's great that you think so. I was worried that you would be affected..." Zhang Querong told him some "newspaper speculations" hesitantly.

Upon hearing these "newspaper speculations" that the reason why his 85 concert was criticized was because of Zhang Querong's behind-the-scenes trickery, Chen Boyang almost laughed out loud: "If they knew that before this, you almost staged the so-called 'Red and Purple Battle' in advance in order to stop me... I don't know how happy they would be!"

"But speaking of that, you suddenly changed your previous attitude of approval and support and expressed your opposition to my wearing a mask and doing innovations. I almost thought you were brainwashed by those conservative old-fashioned people. Fortunately, it turned out that you heard some rumors and wanted to protect me."

"There's nothing we can do. We're all in this business, and your mind has always been relatively 'fragile'. I was really afraid that you would be affected." Zhang Querong sighed helplessly.

Saying that Chen Boyue is "mentally fragile" actually mainly refers to the fact that creators like him are easily influenced by the outside world, which in turn affects their creativity.

Anyone who is engaged in creation is basically "mentally fragile". This is because they are inherently sensitive to their own emotions and the emotions of others, which is why they can create so many touching works.

This extraordinary sensitivity and sensibility, while supporting the development of their talents, can also easily affect their daily performance.

With Chen Boyang's occasional tidying up, the pile of cardboard boxes in the corner was gradually decreasing at a speed that was not fast but definitely not slow.

On this day, after exercising indoors with simple dumbbell equipment, Chen Boyang washed up and began to relax by tidying up the mountain of cardboard boxes.

The more he cleaned up, the more he realized that his good brother was really a nostalgic and loyal person. He was reluctant to throw away any old things, and every time he moved to a new house, the house would be a mess.

In the past, when he had free time, he would leisurely tidy up and put these things in the house. But now he is so busy that he can't go home to rest for several days, so these things are just piled up in the corner, and the outer layer is covered with a fine layer of dust.

Although the nanny, Sister Liu, would come over from time to time to help clean the house, these things were too fragmentary and messy, and many of them required a certain level of knowledge to understand what they were, so Sister Liu usually wouldn't touch them. At most, she would use a feather duster to sweep the dust off the outside of the cardboard boxes.

Then, it would be up to him, the tenant, to clean up these things.

Chen Baiyang took out the last crystal ornament from the box with interest, looked at the surrounding environment, and placed it on the bookshelf beside him.

I unpacked another large cardboard box. Most of the items inside were large items such as various award certificates, notebooks, record books, and photo albums. It seemed that the clipping album of concert tickets was also placed in here, so this cardboard box was particularly large.

When he opened the box and saw these things inside, he did not touch anything else out of respect for privacy but quickly closed it and put it away. Later, after Zhang Querong took out the clipping album, when he apologized for accidentally opening the box, he calmly told him to clean it up as he pleased, as there was nothing shameful in it.

"When you clean up, please open it and look inside. It would be best if you could help me classify them and put them on the bookshelf. Then it will be easy for me to find something to show off." Zhang Querong said.

In that case, I didn't hesitate to take out the award certificates, medals, certificates, etc. in the folders, and sorted them by year and color. Then I arranged them on the bookshelf - that solved part of the problem.

From the lightest to the most serious, I'll deal with some notebooks and record books, and then the pile of photo albums...

While Chen Boyang was busy packing up, Zhang Querong also did not fall behind in filming his movie. Also, since most of the plays were from the early Republican period, the actors had to wear several layers of clothes. In the humid and hot spring days of March and April, everyone from the extras to the main actors were covered in dust and sweat.

Su Yun came to check on the filming today. Knowing that today's location shooting was very hard, she gave out some sweet soup when she came over, which caused a lot of cheers.

After talking to Wang Ningquan, Su Yun came over to Zhang Querong who was drinking sugar water and asked, "How is it? Is it hard?"

"With such delicious sweet soup, all the hard work is worth it!" Su Yun bought it specifically with his taste in mind. This seemingly ordinary action, in his eyes now, has a secret sweetness.

At least, she has him in her heart, doesn't she?

Fortunately, he usually appears to be quite carefree and cheerful and likes to tease people, otherwise, with this sullen look on his face, people would probably have noticed something.

"By the way, the collage of concert tickets you donated last time was really creative and thoughtful. When the TV station announced it, it caused a lot of screams." The charity sale was promoted in a variety show in the afternoon, and the organizer of the event, Kuo Tai and the artists, introduced the donated items one by one.

"I remember Danny also had a photo album..." Chen Boyang used this album to express his feelings to her, so Su Yun was deeply impressed by him. "We are really good brothers. We have the same ideas."

"Not exactly. This is what I taught him. I have made quite a few such albums myself..." Zhang Querong was delighted to hear this, and he talked to Su Yun with great joy about his habit of making albums. "There are many things that you can't remember just by memory. If you turn them into physical objects, then every time you see them, you will have a different feeling..."

Su Yun was enjoying this simple and pure recording method before the advent of the technological era, but suddenly, Zhang Querong was stunned.

Before teaching Chen Boyang how to make a photo album record book, he had secretly made a similar photo album record book!

There...are also the photos and various records about Su Yun that he collected, especially the photos of the two of them and some large group photos of the two of them. You don't need to look closely to discover his true thoughts!

He was too busy during this period, and the photo album was hidden in a large cardboard box along with other things like award certificates and scrapbooks, so he forgot about it immediately...

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he looked as if he had discovered something big, Su Yun asked with concern.

"Where's your cell phone? Lend it to me!" Zhang Querong stretched out his hand eagerly.

Su Yun was a little confused, but she quickly took out her mobile phone and handed it to him: "What happened?"

"I'll explain it to you later!" Zhang Querong grabbed the phone as if he had snatched it, and then with an extremely urgent look and extremely anxious movements, he quickly dialed the phone number of his new home.

At the new house, Chen Boyang suddenly heard the phone ringing, so he put down the thick photo album that he was about to open to check.