He obviously just wanted to listen to a cross talk secretly, but why was he discovered by Zhou Chenyu inexplicably, taken by Zhou Chenyu to their internal dinner inexplicably, and then brought home by Zhou Chenyu inexplicably?

What kind of magical realism Mary Sue bloody idol drama is this all about?

Yan Chao had never been in a relationship, but based on his past observations, he felt that if he was really a girl, this would be regarded as an official seal, and it was just a piece of evidence, right?

After thinking about it like this, Yan Chaocai suddenly felt inexplicable about his strange thoughts.

He was afraid that he was not brainwashed by this guy Zhou Chenyu, did he really have any gender cognitive impairment?

Otherwise, why did he go up and down several times in his heart just by looking at Zhou Chenyu all day today?

Yan Chao irritably rolled over, closed his eyes tightly, and decided to start counting sheep.

Unexpectedly, just after counting five, he felt the empty mattress beside him suddenly sink.

Yan Chao was startled and jumped up from the bed: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Chenyu's eyes brightened in the dark night: "Come and do what you want."

Yan Chao stretched out his hand and blocked the quilt between the two: "Go away, I don't want to."

Zhou Chenyu pouted: "I said today that I want to intervene."

Yan Chao: "..."

He really, had never seen such a brazen person.

Zhou Chenyu laughed again: "Just kidding, can you stop guarding me like a thief?"

Yan Chao said angrily, "If you think too much, I will guard you like a chicken."

Zhou Chenyu reached out and pulled him again: "Master, come and play."

Yan Chao suddenly withdrew his hand: "Don't suffer Lao Tzu."

Zhou Chenyu had had enough trouble, so she lay back on the bed: "Don't worry, I'm also straight, and it's because I know you're straight that I dare to make trouble with you. Although I know you're annoying me. Well, but I have always regarded you as a very good buddy in my heart."

Yan Chao glanced at him and said, "I'm not bothering you."

Zhou Chenyu turned to look at him again: "Then let's sleep together?"

Yan Chao: "...Go away."

Zhou Chenyu laughed shamelessly for a long time, and then said: "The big men who talk about cross talk around me are shameless, and there is no sense of accomplishment when joking with them, so it's better to molest you. Son."

Yan Chao said angrily, "Don't you think I can't make a joke, is it boring?"

Zhou Chenyu said, "It's alright, I'll just be interesting myself."

Yan Chao: "..."

A few seconds later, Zhou Chenyu put on a serious tone again: "I'm serious, although we have only known each other for a month, but I already regard you as a very good friend."

Yan Chaosheng was afraid that he would say something rude in his next sentence, so he vigilantly said, "I thank you."

Zhou Chenyu was silent for a while, and then said, "The "Xishi" tonight was sung for you."

Yan Chao froze involuntarily.

Zhou Chenyu was always able to switch between the serious and the serious in a second, so that before Yan Chao could keep up with his rhythm, he suddenly said such a heartfelt remark.

Zhou Chenyu's sentence "singed for you" hit Yan Chao's chest so straightforwardly, thinking of the sentence "I haven't sung for ten years" that He Chenfeng said during the dinner, which made him feel that this sentence was too precious. So that some can't bear it.

Before Yan Chao could think of what to say in response to him, he heard Zhou Chenyu say again: "Didn't you always want to know why I haven't sung for so long?"

Chapter 38 His Little Fish

About people's memories of themselves, always with some selectivity.

Recalling his childhood life in Zhoujia Village, he was called "Zhou Xiaoyu" at that time, but now there are not many impressions left.

The little bits and pieces of memory scattered here and there are about the sudden illness when was more than three years old, the constant tearing pain in lungs, and the burning feeling that was burning.

At first, he only coughed for a week, and the family didn't take it seriously. Later, his condition continued to worsen, and he suddenly developed a high fever for several days and nights. Then his parents panicked and rushed to the capital with him to ask for a doctor. A distant relative who is said to be quite wealthy.

That was the first time he saw Zhou Maoqin. For some reason, the other party left him with a deep impression.

At that time, Zhou Maoqin was still a young man in his prime, with kindness and compassion that Zhou Xiaoyu had never seen in a small backward village in his eyes.

Zhou Maoqin took him to the hospital. The doctor said that he was suffering from bronchopneumonia in children. Because the condition was delayed for too long, the condition was already very serious. Even if he received treatment, it would be a near death.

Unexpectedly, this kid was so lucky that he was cured after more than half a month in the hospital.

It just left some serious sequelae, and the respiratory system was traumatized. The doctor specially explained to his parents that the child's body was severely malnourished. If it continued like this, any cold would be enough for him to toss again.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he was left at Zhou Maoqin's house by his parents and asked him to take good care of his body in the city and study art with Zhou Maoqin.

Now that think about it, parents didn't want to raise him as a sick child around that time, otherwise why hasn't he been seen again in the twenty years since then.

Zhou Maoqin was a good man, and looked at Zhou Xiaoyu so pitiful, so he took him in like this.

Zhou Maoqin took him to see his father, the old class leader Zhou Yinchun. The first time the old man saw him, he asked him to say two words and sing two more songs, but in the end he did not agree with him to learn cross talk.

After all, as the old saying goes, the more ordinary the person who speaks cross talk, the better, and it is best to put it in the crowd that can't be found, so that people will not be attracted by their faces, and the audience will be wholeheartedly. Pay attention to the content of the cross talk itself.