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The curtain call "Famous Oceans" 2

Early in the Spring Festival this year, the forefoot "Wait for a Extreme Day" just ended its debut in Hwaseong. A few days later, the pace of the Spring Festival has arrived.

Yiming Amazing Studio took a holiday on the 25th of the first month of the month. For the remaining days, Tan Yiming always took Xiang Guai to buy New Year's products. Although online shopping is now well developed, it is interesting to go to the supermarket to crowd in talents to purchase New Year's goods. Listening to the music in the supermarket, "Congratulations on getting rich and congratulations," and grabbing special eggs with grandpas and aunts, this is the feeling of Chinese New Year.

To conjecture snacks, fruit to buy, chicken, duck, fish and even ice cream ... as long as he glanced on the shelf and talked about it like stuffing money into the shopping cart.

Xiang Guai busy said, "How old am I, buy two bags of snacks to try."

"Where is it big? In his early twenties, is it still a kid?" Tan · Thirty-year-old mature adult · Yiming took another bag of snacks from the shelf and motioned to Guess.

Xiang Guai laughed and couldn't laugh, and asked him, "I'm a kid in his early twenties, so when I'm thirty, or a kid?"

"When you're thirty, I'm almost forty." Tan Yiming replied casually while comparing two packs of shampoo with different prices and different capacities. In your eyes, you will always be my little friend. "

"..."

Xiang Gui was silent. Suddenly, he rushed forward and hugged Tan Yiming's waist tightly from behind. He tied his head on the man's back, and did not look up for a long while.

Tan Yiming trembled, took his hand on his waist, patted him gently, coaxed him, "You said you were a kid, did you really start to be coquettish?"

Xiang Gui hid his face in his clothes, his voice was dull: "... have an opinion?"

"No opinion," Tan Yiming whispered, "If you're so coquettish if you're in bed ... oh, it hurts, don't twist it !!"

As the Spring Festival approaches, more and more New Year messages are coming.

Tan Yiming's mobile phone can receive dozens of Chinese New Year blessings in a day, all of which are copy and paste to send all the members, some even forgot to change the name of the blessed person.

Tan Yiming was too lazy to open it. The message sign on WeChat has jumped to four digits. Xiang Guai just glanced at the red dot on the screen and thought that OCD was about to be committed.

George still had a new idea and sent a New Year e-card from the other side of the ocean.

The greeting card unfolded slowly, and he and his wife Shang Xiaorui stood in front of the camera side by side, each holding a pink-carved and fat doll. The male baby wore a little golden Tang suit, and a small braid was attached to the melon leather hat on the head; the female baby wore a small pink cheongsam and wrapped two Baotou heads. The two children shouted with both hands and shouted in unfamiliar Chinese: "Spring-Festival-Fast-Happy-Red-Bag-Take-Come!"

The electronic greeting card specially selected the classic "Spring Festival Overture" as the background sound, 噔-噔 噔 噔, 噔-噔 噔 噔, accompanied by the crackling effect of firecrackers, and looked particularly lively.

Tan Yiming expertly gave George a two hundred yuan WeChat red envelope in the past, saying it was a New Year's money for two children.

George joked: "The Chinese New Year's money for two hundred yuan is a little bit less! How can the boss have to give two hundred dollars?"

Tan Yiming said painfully: "Xingxing, okay, do you think about how many red envelopes I gave you? Married, I have red envelopes, I have children, I have red envelopes, I have a second child, I have red envelopes ... ... you count, how many red envelopes are these? I can't collect the money again, you can't point me at a **** guy! "

"Hahaha." George laughed. "Let's spare your wallet for now!"

"Hang up the phone and win."

"Wait a minute!" George said. "I met Professor Ikeda and Director Jonah Brown in the company yesterday. They both asked me to say hello to you on their behalf."

"Well, thank you," Tan Yiming said. "I will visit them next time I go to the storm recording."

"Okay, I guess you're very busy there, so I won't bother you first." George said, "I'll hang up and talk back."

"bye."

Just put the phone down for a few minutes, the phone rang again, but this time it was not the phone, but q / q.

He was contacted by an old friend and the second president of the Sound Jiuxiao Radio Drama Company.

Many people in Yiming Amazing Studio actually came out of Shengdong Jiuxiao. In recent years, the network distribution has weakened, and many small and medium-sized associations have disappeared in the torrent. Many well-known voice actors have come out of this community.

The second child is also here to pay New Year's, and at the same time gossip about his little boyfriend.

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: I was too busy to vomit blood for three yuan last month. I did n’t use Weibo for a few days. I could n’t keep up with this class! !! !!

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: Where did you kidnap your little boyfriend?

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Yiming Qingyun: How can it be called abduction to engage in the subject matter?

Yiming Qingyun: I touched him with my tenderness, attracted him with my maturity, and charmed him with my handsome ...

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: I think you are going to use your flesh to be disgusting to me! !! !! !!

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[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: Quickly, which little cute is seduced by your old man?

Yiming Qingyun: [Meng goose covering his face] .jpg

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: Say.

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[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: Do you really say it!

Yiming Qingyun: I said it.

[Sound Motion Jiuxiao-Second Son] :?

[Sound Motion Jiuxiao-Second Son] :? ? ?

[Sound Motion Jiuxiao-Second Son] :? ? ? ? ?

The cell phone got into a long and weird silence.

After half a minute, Tan Yiming's QQ suddenly exploded.

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: Lying down, is that what I understand? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: You were with that little boy five years ago? ? ? ?

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: What's his name? I don't even remember his name, but remember his magical emoji!

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: His name is guess.

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: To the ground, this is the id. Oh my god, how did you get together! !! !! !! !! !!

So Tan Yiming shared the ups and downs of the bizarre love story with the second child.

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-the second child]: Lying down ... What an ancient dog-blood novel of Nima, when he fell in love with you, you didn't know, when you fell in love with someone beside him ... too twisty ?

Yiming Qingyun: Without going through wind and rain, where can I hold a beautiful woman ~

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: Stop the waves, I have a headache.

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: No, the amount of information is too much ... I'm going first, I want to be quiet.

Yiming Qingyun: Well, then I also went down, I want to guess.

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: ...

[Sound moving Jiuxiao-second child]: Again! see!

Yiming Qingyun: [smile]

Tan Yiming's love was successful, and she smacked her phone into her pocket.

He stepped out of the bedroom and thought he was guessing in the living room. However, when he thought about turning around, he saw Dabao lazily walking the dog food, but there was no trace of his lover.

Kitchen, no, toilet, no, dining room, no.

Then it could only be ...

Tan Yiming pushed to open the practice room. Sure enough, here he saw Xiang Guai.

After the two men exchanged their feelings, the next day, Tan Yiming became cheeky, packed Xiang Gu together with his luggage and put them in his bedroom.

Since they are all one family, why bother sharing two rooms? !!

As for the vacant second bedroom, Tan Yiming's and Xiang Guai's transformation ideas are completely different.

Xiang Gusu transformed the second bedroom into a study, put on a computer, microphone, and headphones. In this way, if you work overtime, you don't have to stay in the company and you can go home to work.

But Tan Yiming insisted on transforming the second bedroom into an exercise room because the daylight was good here. Every afternoon, the sun poured in from the bay window, and the whole room was warm. Set up a set of moving poles next to the wall, and then stick a wall mirror, Xiang Gu can move his body at home. Moreover, the room was covered with floor heating, and it was especially warm to step on. Even if he was wearing dance shoes barefoot, he didn't have to worry about his feet being cold.

Both of them are for the sake of each other, and no one wants the other to succumb to themselves.

Noisy, the situation changed. First, the "lip-to-mouth battle", and then escalated to "fighting" ... compared to guns and guns, it is better to talk to Guess, in the end, this battle ended with Tan Yiming's victory.

So, the second bedroom evacuated all the furniture and turned into a practice room for Xiang Guai. In the days when he could not go to the rehearsal hall, he would spend his legs and shoulders in the practice room.

The door of the practice room was not closed tightly, and the faint chatter came out of the crack.

Tan Yiming gently opened the door, and saw his boy was chatting with WeChat video while consuming crossbar.

Xiang Gui's legs were fully open from left to right, and three yoga bricks were placed under each of his feet. He sat straight up there, his toes stretched into a stunning arc.

Even though Tan Yiming had experienced it for himself, every time a man saw Xiang Gu's basic skills, he would still be amazed by the flexibility of his body.

The boy seems to be made from a ball of water. His shoulders, waist, hips, and legs are incredibly soft, and he can easily make any pose.

Tan Yiming leaned against the door frame, depicting the boy's silhouette with obsessed eyes, like a devout believer, feeling the existence of miracles.

Xiang Gui didn't notice the quiet chatter, he was concentrating on chatting with Fanfan over the video!

Gu Fanfan took the winter vacation, and when he couldn't see the children in the school, he thought of Xiang Guai.

"Xiang Gue Brother!" Fan Fannuo said in a loud voice, "You have been in my family for the holidays in our thirties? Let's play switch together and I will give you three chances to challenge my Mario racing record!"

Xiang Gu a moment, quickly said, "Thank you for inviting your brother. But the Spring Festival is a family reunion day, and my brother will go to your house to celebrate the festival, and it will disturb your family."

"Do not disturb!" Fanfan said anxiously, "You are my friend, my mother said that good friends are going to visit each other's home."

Xiang Guai had nothing to say, the camera suddenly flickered, and Fan Liang appeared behind Gu Liang and Ye Ye.

Gu Liang is dressed as a housewife, with an apron around her body and flour on her face and hands. I don't know if she is making buns or dumplings.

Gu Liang rushed to Guess enthusiastically and waved his hand, saying, "Xiao Xiang, you're welcome. Fanfan's meaning is also what our husband and wife mean. How boring you are when you're alone, and gather with us."

Ye Ye also helped: "Yes, the class leader will definitely go back to his parents' dinner for thirty nights, and you come to eat with us. After dinner, he will come over and pick you up again, isn't it good!"

His words moved Xiang Guai.

Although Tan Yiming had a bad relationship with his parents, he would definitely go home to spend the holidays with his parents on such a big Spring Festival. Every previous Spring Festival, Xiang Gui stayed in the school dormitory and spent it alone. There was only a single human figure in Wanjia's lights, and that was really enough.

Otherwise ... I'm cheeky this year and go to someone's house for a meal?

He was about to say yes, and suddenly a chatter interrupted their chat.

"Wait!" Tan Yiming took off his shoes and quickly walked into the practice room, squeezed into the camera lens of Xiang Guai. "A few of you have planned on your back? Why didn't anyone ask me about my arrangements?"

Ask Guaiduo: "What's your plan?"

Tan Yiming reluctantly reached out and knocked on the guesswork's head: "Little fool, who said that I wouldn't accompany you through the thirties?"

He bought so many New Year's products, and even prepared two big boxes for fireworks. Why did he think he was going to be with the others for the New Year?

"Then your parents ..." Xiang Gu asked worriedly.

"I reported them a Chinese New Year tour group. In fifteen days, the four Nordic countries toured in depth." Tan Yiming raised an eyebrow. "For the big holidays, my relatives will know to brainwash my parents. This time I Sending the old couple directly to the country will not only keep them away from the gossip relatives, but also let them go out to see the outside world. "

Tan Yiming has also recently reflected on the relationship between himself and his parents. By the age of thirty, when he conflicts with his parents, he will no longer run away like he was when he was young, but starts to think about how to change his parents' views. .

His family is a very ordinary family, and his parents made every effort to train him, hoping that he could get ahead. There is nothing wrong with this mentality of looking at Jackie Chan. It is just that they drilled the horns of the horns and saw only a road to success, while ignoring other achievements of their son.

In addition, his parents have retired and always stay at home. Listen to those relatives who talk about the great deeds of "Who's son is the boss who earns millions of dollars a year" and "Who's daughter is the lawyer who starts a law firm." Being taken aback.

What Tan Yiming can do now is to keep parents away from their original environment and to see the wider world. Traveling is only the first one. Tan Yiming also plans to report to his parents an old university, practice calligraphy, piano and social dance. When they enrich their lives, they will not stare at their sons.

Maybe ... this process takes a long time, three, five, or ten years.

But Tan Yiming had confidence and reversed their ideas little by little.

After all, "Let parents accept their own jobs" is just the first trivial little Kaner. If this Kaner cannot survive, how will he get his parents to accept his sexuality in the future?

...

Tan Yiming arrogantly detained Xiang Gui, and he was not allowed to go to someone else's house for the Spring Festival.

"Brother Xiangchai ..." In the video, Fanfan's mouth was pursed high, "You won't have a Spring Festival, just forget me?"

"How could that be?" Xiang Guai coaxed him, "when you do your winter homework obediently, will your brother take you to skate?"

Tan Yiming interjected in surprise: "Will you skate?"

Xiang Guai: "Yes, dancing people have a good sense of balance, and they basically skate."

Tan Yiming saw him in such a proud little appearance, itchy in his heart, could not help lowering his head and kissing his nose: "How many advantages do you have that I haven't seen yet?"

"——Oh!" At the other end of the screen, Gu Liang and Ye Ye covered his son's eyes at the same time. "The child is still here! Can you two not be so tired?"

Fanfan was completely black in front of her eyes, and stretched out her hand, waving blankly in the air: "What's going on? Why is the room so dark?"

"..." The little swan covered her face with wings shyly, and was embarrassed to see anyone.

"Ah ..." Tan Yiming knew that he had a loss, and quickly ended the chat. "So what, there is still something to do on our side, we won't talk first."

Gu Liang: "Xing Xing Xing, hurry up the phone. Our family of three really can't stand the poison of your love couple."

Fanfan broke away from his parents and waved his hands toward the camera with super enthusiasm. He shouted milkily: "Bye brother, bye !!"

Xiang Guai blushed, looked up, and whispered, "Bye."

They gave each other several kisses, and then hung up the phone in the disgusting eyes of the parents on both sides.

Tan Yiming snorted: "Are they still kissing? How old are they, naive?"

Xiang Guai flew a jio, slammed into his thigh, with a look of pride and pride: "What's childish? Who said before, I'll always be his child?"

"..." Tan Yiming rubbed his legs and thought, who the heck did Xiang Guai like this?

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