This kind of thing happened so many times, Yuan Xiao didn't even suspect it once, but felt that Al's memory was so bad that what he did yesterday could be forgotten the next day. But Yuan Xiao was very indulgent and always followed his wishes, so Bai Wenlin never overturned the car.

In November, Yuan Xiao sent a new recording to Director Yuan, "This is the first version, I'm still editing it myself, you can listen to it first."

Director Yuan listened and asked him after a while, "Xiao Luo, have you talked about friends?"

Yuan Xiao "ah"

"Have your girlfriend ever been in love?"

"no"

"Is that so?" Director Yuan seemed to pity him a little, "You are so talented, you are white and clean, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, how can you do this? You are only a sophomore now, hurry up, otherwise all the good girls in the school will be taken away by other boys. ”

Yuan Xiao said a little embarrassedly, "I have no idea of ​​falling in love for the time being."

Director Yuan sighed, "If you don't fall in love, how can you write the love song that last time, you didn't do it well, it proves that you're fine, it's just a little bit mean."

He can talk to actors for ten hours, which is a clear stream in the directing world, and he is very patient. Yuan Xiao listened to him for 20 minutes, and Director Yuan finally concluded, "Following the original dream, you said that you have no first love, and no one you liked, how can you experience the feeling I want? How can you think of me? It's a pity to put the kind you want in your music, I don't make music, and I don't know what to do, you are a professional, you come."

Yuan Xiao listened very seriously, "I will make a good change."

"It's okay, don't worry, the crew will go to Milan next month to shoot the scene. It will take a month to pass, and you should think about it carefully this month."

"Okay Director Yuan."

Director Yuan, "One month is enough for you to find a girlfriend, don't you think about it, the feeling of being in love, the feeling of a dream, you understand."

Yuan Xiao seemed to understand, "Mmmm."

The phone hung up, and he was in a predicament, so he had to read the novel about loving you for 100 million light years. In fact, the novel itself is good, but some things are a bit exaggerated, such as the plot of the man who spends a billion dollars to buy the carved card, which is embarrassing.

Yuan Xiao asked Director Yuan, Director Yuan said that this paragraph had been changed, Yuan Xiao was relieved a lot, at least it wouldn't be too shocking.

But on second thought, such a domineering president actually exists. Bai Wenlin next to him is a good example. There is no imperfection in him, he has everything. Yuan Xiao read the novel for a while, and then searched for the pseudonym of his roommate Ke Qin in Jinjiang Station. Ke Qin seemed to be a big man. Yuan Xiao read two chapters and went to read the comments.

"The love written in big letters is really a dream, and the gods write essays ah ah ah"

"I am moved, I like it, it is very realistic, I want to fall in love when I see it, I will give the author a five-star."

Yuan Xiao flipped through it, and it was basically these kinds of comments, and there were a lot of insults for no reason. Yuan Xiao ignored the past and spent a few dollars to buy the whole book, intending to stay up late at night to read romance novels.

Bai Wenlin is playing the piano outside Yuanxiao. Originally, there was only a Yamaha electric piano here. The piano that Bai Wenlin was playing outside was brought over by him. Because the elevator was too small, it was a Steinway vertical. Yuan Xiao listened to him practicing the piano, and at the same time was attracted by Ke Qin's story, so he sat on the sofa and watched it. Ke Qin is a boy, and most of his writing is from a male protagonist's perspective. Yuan Xiao basically has no difficulty in reading.

At half past nine, Bai Wenlin stopped practicing, for fear of disturbing the neighbors.

Yuan Xiao opened the book and went to the bathroom to wash. Bai Wenlin heard a mechanical, dry female voice "Stinky hooligan" from his mobile phone.

Bai Wenlin glanced at his cell phone magically, Yuan Xiao was rinsing his mouth, listening with relish.

The dry female voice continued, "Say you are a stinky rascal. xxx said viciously, while pushing the man away from him. xx is persistent, baby, you"

female voice "beep"

Bai Wenlin finally couldn't hold back, "Why is she beeping?"

Yuan Xiao said, "Oh, it may be below the neck."

Bai Wenlin ""

He hesitated "what book are you listening to"

"It was written by my friend," Yuan Xiao put the phone on the mirror cabinet into his pocket, "Director Yuan rejected the song I composed and said no, and let me find some ideas. He said that if I go to a relationship, I will have it. I feel it, where am I going to fall in love?"

He turned back to the room, his expression also a little distressed, "I'll read more romance novels, let's find out."

Bai Wenlin closed the door, the voice was still reading, Yuan Xiao was setting the alarm, and he had to get up early tomorrow for class.

Bai Wenlin was lying next to him, two big men lying on the one-meter-two bed, it was a bit cramped, Bai Wenlin couldn't put down his legs at all, he curled up slightly, and asked, "Then have you found the feeling?"

Yuan Xiao shook his head, "No, he writes well, but I don't resonate much. This male protagonist is a criminal policeman, and he is different from me every day. I can't substitute it, and the female protagonist is not my type."

"what type do you like"

"Well, I don't know. It doesn't need to be too beautiful. It's best to make music." Yuan Xiao closed the novel interface, but the reading was still playing in the background. He opened Twitter and swiped it every day.

"Would you like someone taller than you?"

"I'm 1.81 meters. Although I'm not particularly tall, it's not bad for girls who are taller than me." He looked at the ceiling. "If I really like her, I'll wear height-enhancing shoes for her."

Bai Wenlin's long legs accidentally bumped into him under the quilt, and Yuan Xiao didn't care, knowing that his legs were long and that his bed was small.

Suddenly, Yuan Xiao swiped a tweet and immediately sat up straight, "Trump scolded you"

Bai Wenlin turned his head calmly, "What are you paying attention to?"

"I don't think he's scolding you. I've been worried. I just check his homepage every day." He first registered on Twitter for Bai Wenlin, which is Albert Royce's only social account. Sometimes It is rare to send a video of piano practice.

Bai Wenlin took his mobile phone and glanced at it, and quickly said, "It's not for scolding me."

"Hey, isn't it you? He's scolding Royce."

Bai Wenlin: "He was scolding the football player Royce."

Yuanxiao ""

He took a serious look, as if it was really not Bai Wenlin, but Marko.

relieved.

Bai Wenlin also took out his mobile phone, "What's your Twitter name?"

Yuan Xiao gave him a look, "sean, Sean Connery's sean, Jude Law's."

Sean is his English name, which is "Luo".

"You still like Jude Law." He subconsciously ignored Sean Connery, because Connery was almost ninety years old and Jude Law was forty-seven.

Yuan Xiao said, "I like his movies."

Bai Wenlin found his Twitter, clicked in and said, "I saw him once in Los Angeles last year, he has no hair, you like that"

Yuan Xiao "" He subconsciously glanced at Bai Wenlin's hair, which was slightly curly, fluffy, soft, and very thick.

On his homepage, Bai Wenlin saw Yuan Xiao retweeted a lot of his own news. His social account was managed by an agent, maintaining the frequency of one a month, and maintaining his cool personality.

Bai Wenlin clicked on the people he followed and saw that in addition to himself, there were many pianists, conductors, violinists, even players, stars and Trump.

After a while, in the reading of the novel, Yuan Xiao exclaimed again, "You are going to the Vienna New Year's Concert to be a pianist on January 1."

"No, why are you paying attention to me?" Yuan Xiao cried in fright. Bai Wenlin's arrogant personality is really in place, with one update a month and zero attention. Even an old senior in the classical circle is not a bird at all. It can be said that he is extremely arrogant. Yuan Xiao knew that Bai Wenlin was actually very unlikable in this circle. He was too selfish, but that was why he was able to attract Yuan Xiao.

Bai Wenlin answered his first question, "Well, I can't push it. I haven't been there for a few years. I'm going to Austria next month, you go with me."

Pianos, like conductors, require internal votes in the orchestra, but they don't need piano concertos every year. But Bai Wenlin was voted number one for several years in a row, but he didn't go there once, because he didn't really like Strauss. Besides, for those waltzes and polkas of the Strauss family, it was enough to have an orchestra. There's no need to let him join in the fun. For a concert whose form is greater than content and cares more about "political correctness", he would not have gone to a concert if it hadn't been invited for years.

"I'm with you" Yuan Xiao was a little moved, "When will I go, but I have to go to class"

"The commander this time is Riccardo."

Yuanxiao ""

Bai Wenlin "I see that you are following him, you like him very much"

"Yes, yes," Yuan Xiao nodded madly, "I also like Seiji Ozawa, Karajan, and I like Barenboim too."

Bai Wenlin couldn't help but smile, he naturally wouldn't eat the vinegar of a few old men, "Then next time I'll take you to see Barenboim, and Ozawa Seiji, but Karajan won't work."

Hearing his words, Yuan Xiao completely lost his mind. Suddenly, he rushed over and hugged him directly. He was so excited that he almost cried.

Bai Wenlin didn't expect him to be like this at all, his whole body froze, and after a few seconds, he slowly put his hand on his back, and the voice fell in his ear, "Can you go?"

Yuan Xiao whimpered and said, "Go, go, I must go, can I go in and watch your rehearsal? Can I ask for Riccardo's autograph?" Forget it, forget it, you can watch your rehearsal, my life is complete."

Bai Wenlin was helpless, hugged him and said, "I will ask him."

Yuan Xiao was so happy that he kissed him on the face. Bai Wenlin was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, looking at Yuan Xiao's blushing face so close, his eyes were moist, as if shining. His lips were in front of him, Bai Wenlin's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't help pinching his chin. Yuan Xiao didn't know what was going on, so he could only look at his blue eyes.

"Beep" the voice of the novel read aloud, "The two of them put in extra effort, xxx was sweating profusely, xx said"

Yuan Xiao immediately grabbed the phone and turned off the voice reading with a flushed face. My heart says Ke Qin, Ke Qin, why are all the novels you write full of beeps, the readers are going to make trouble.

Bai Wenlin took two deep breaths and turned off the headlights, leaving a small light that glowed dimly.

Because of this incident, Yuan Xiao's whole person was refreshed, he was so excited, and his whole person was filled with happiness. Yuan Xiao found a classmate in the school who helped substitute the class, and negotiated the price. One class was originally 40 yuan. Yuan Xiao had to skip the class for more than 20 days and gave the substitute classmate 2,000 yuan.

No way, he asked for leave for too long, and the counselor did not allow him to leave. But fools know how to choose.

Watching the rehearsal of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra or taking a class is definitely a hard-won opportunity to choose the former. If it weren't for the fact that he and Bai Wenlin were old acquaintances, Yuan Xiao might not be able to enter the backstage of Vienna in his life.

On the second day after listening to Maxim's concert, Yuan Xiao, who had obtained a Schengen visa, boarded the flight to Austria, or Bai Wenlin's private jet that was comparable to the president's special plane. Yuan Xiao was not wearing a hearing aid, and his tinnitus was still severe when he took off, and his heart was beating wildly.

Yuan Xiao couldn't tell whether he was nervous or too excited. Fortunately, after the plane stabilized, he felt much more comfortable. Bai Wenlin didn't want him to sleep on the plane, but he still said, "If you're sleepy, you can rest for a while." But Yuan Xiao himself didn't dare, he was really a little psychological. Shadow, so the more than ten hours of flight time, in addition to practicing the piano, is watching movies and arranging music.

He is working better than before, and he should be able to write good songs recently.

As the only son of a super-rich with properties and real estate all over the world, Bai Wenlin also has a house in Austria. Yuan Xiao got off the plane and fell asleep in the car. After Philip drove them to the car, Bai Wenlin didn't wake Yuan Xiao, and bent over to carry him out of the car.

At the beginning of December in Europe, it was already very cold, Bai Wenlin wrapped Yuan Xiao with his coat, opened the door and entered the room.

The old house has no facilities such as floor heating, but the fireplace is burning red firewood. Austria is a small country with a very strong classical music atmosphere, and everyone understands music. From the neighbor's house next door, there was a faint sound of piano practice. Yuan Xiao seemed to feel cold, and hugged Bai Wenlin tightly.

Seeing that he was sound asleep, Bai Wenlin didn't wake him up, but carried him upstairs and put him on the bed.

He took off his shoes and socks for Yuan Xiao, and took off his coat and sweater. Yuan Xiao was probably too sleepy.

Bai Wenlin reached out to unfasten his belt buckle and gently pulled his jeans down.