His White Moonlight Turned Out to be Me

Xu Yu naturally didn't think that Su Yuan was old for a long time.

First of all, Su Yuanjiu's appearance is not as good as the old one. Secondly, Su Yuanjiu's age, although 30 years old is quite a long way for Xu Yu, it is not for his old sake.

"Not old." Xu Yu said.

Su Yuan hummed, and asked, "Am I the same age as you?"

This question is.

Xu Yu: "That's probably not counted."

Su Yuanjiu nodded as he listened, and seemed to agree: "We are 8 years old."

Xu Yu also nodded: "Yes."

There were no more topics, and the two stopped talking. Su Yuanjiu flipped through the magazine on the plane, and Xu Yu put on headphones to listen to the song.

The temperature in the space was moderate, and there was a little warmth. Xu Yu opened his eyes and slowly closed, then opened his eyes and slowly closed, and finally came really sleepy and closed completely.

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone calling his name next to him.

Very quiet and heavy.

He also responded in a low voice, but he was not sure whether his voice was making any noise.

The air is getting lazier and lazier, and the collision of every tiny molecule is urging him to sleep.

Then, the blindfold he put on his forehead was pulled down.

Eyelids plunged into darkness, and he fell asleep.

He woke up again because the plane landed. It happened that Xu Yu stepped on the empty stairs in his dream. He shook his body and opened his eyes instantly.

Because of the blindfold, Xu Yu couldn't see anything when he opened his eyes. He waved his hand and grabbed it casually, and then his hand was held.

"Wake up?" The familiar voice was beside him.

Xu Yu's heartbeat gradually calmed down, and she lifted the blindfold with her other hand.

Finding that his hand was held by Su Yuanjiu, Xu Yu immediately withdrew it back.

Su Yuanjiu's palm was empty, and he gently grabbed the air.

Su Yuanjiu: "Why are your hands so cold?"

Xu Yu heard that his hands were hot, he touched his hands, and said indifferently: "It's not cold, it's because your hands are too hot."

Su Yuan did not deal with this issue for a long time, but looked at the window and said, "Here."

Xu Yu nodded: "Yeah."

Xu Yu sat upright, took a sip of water.

Xu Yu: "I slept for a long time."

Su Yuanjiu: "Will you feel tired by flying?"

"No," Xu Yu said: "Flying by plane and car is a break for me. When I used to be very busy at work, the happiest thing was to be able to sit in the car and have time to rest."

Su Yuanjiu looked at Xu Yu: "So hard."

Xu Yu smiled: "It's okay, how old I am, how can I do without hard work."

Su Yuanjiu opened his mouth slightly, as if he was trying to say something, but in the end he only said: "Don't be too tired."

Xu Yu shook his head: "I didn't talk about those before, but now I am very happy. Doing what I like is not hard work."

Su Yuanjiu still looked at Xu Yu and raised his hand.

Judging from Xu Yu's understanding, Su Yuanjiu wanted to touch his head.

But now it's too open. Su Yuanjiu is not going by, and Xu Yu is not an ostrich. Su Yuanjiu touches it like this...

Just thinking about it, Su Yuan touched it for a long time.

Okay, it doesn't seem to matter.

It's just a soothing action under this topic.

Su Yuanjiu: "I still can't be too tired."

Xu Yu lowered his head, as if being comforted, nodded obediently: "I know, I will adjust."

The plane stopped. The two got off the plane and someone came to lead the way. They left the airport not long after they got into the car. Xu Yu's cell phone rang.

Sister Yun's call.

Xu Yu sat down and picked it up.

"Hey Sister Yun."

Sister Yun asked, "Have you watched Weibo?"

Xu Yu: "No, what's the matter?"

Sister Yun: "Tsk, how do you say it, you can see it, I'm doing it here, just call to tell you what you don't do, and if you watch it later, watch it on the trumpet. Don't slip your hands and praise What."

Xu Yu: "Okay."

Sister Yun: "Okay, it's okay. Go and see."

Sister Yun's tone was not very anxious, and Xu Yu thought it was nothing.

After the call was hung up, he opened Weibo, but instead of going to Hot Search first, he switched to the trumpet.

Clicking on the hot search again, Xu Yu glanced around, and probably knew what was going on.

Someone took a video of him singing in Zhengxue's bar and posted this video on Weibo, saying that the third runner-up was down to sing in the bar to make a living.

It's really not a big deal, but because Xu Yu has been a bit of a topic recently, this hot search has been hanging up, and it has not come down.

"Su Yuanjiu." Xu Yu put the phone down a bit.

After he shouted, he realized that he had called someone's name again.

But this is not the focus now.

Su Yuanjiu turned his head: "What's the matter?"

Xu Yu: "Do you have Weibo?"

Su Yuanjiu asked: "What does it mean to have Weibo? I have this software, but I don't have an account."

Xu Yu thought for a while and asked, "Do you often click on it?"

Su Yuanjiu shook his head: "I don't look very much."

Xu Yu screamed.

Su Yuanjiu: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, just ask," Xu Yu said casually: "You're pretty old-fashioned."

Xu Yu's words didn't mean anything, but just wanted to break the topic.

And he was sure that Su Yuan would not use Weibo for a long time, and he just didn't want the hot search topics to affect the atmosphere of the trip. Although this black material is nothing, it still affects the mood.

It is enough to affect Xu Yu's mood alone, there is no need to affect both the moods of both.

There was still some distance to the restaurant. Xu Yu put on the headphones and clicked on the video posted by the blogger.

The shooting position was quite high, and the recording was very clear. The sound was clear and the picture was clear. Xu Yu was singing his second new song on the bar stage.

It was the first time that he heard someone record his singing in a bar. Now that someone had released it, Sister Yun said not to do anything. Xu Yu simply listened carefully.

The recording was very complete. The entire capital was recorded from beginning to end. After Xu Yu listened to it, he turned to look at Su Yuanjiu, and saw that Su Yuanjiu was typing on his mobile phone, and the tablet was also taken out and placed on his lap. It's in the office.

Xu Yu rebroadcast the video again, and for the third time, he quit. At this moment, there have been thousands of comments.

Comment number one: "There are 1 saying 1, which is so nice."

The second comment: "It's pretty downbeat. You were so sung at the beginning, but now you don’t seem to be singing very much. I don’t know if the show is harming people or the show. But a few days ago, everyone scolded Zeng Chen. What I want to say is, is Xu Yu really innocent?"

Comment 3: "So sad."

Comment 4th: "So what's wrong with this? Artists are not allowed to be poor?"

Comment 5: "I alone think that he sings very ordinary? It is also the bar resident singing level. I am a little confused by being blown these days."

...

Some comments are good, some are bad, some are neutral, and some are irrelevant.

Xu Yu swept around and then backed out. He turned his head to see that Su Yuanjiu was still typing with his head down, and his headphones were also put on.

At this time, Sister Yun sent him a WeChat message.

Sister Yun: I guess Zeng Chen found the navy. It was probably the last time I wanted to retaliate against you.

Sister Yun: Who knows how to find a navy?

Sister Yun: What a big deal

Sister Yun: [Picture]

The screenshot of Sister Yun is the second one in the comment on Weibo just now, and she doubts whether Xu Yu is really innocent of the comment under that comment.

Netizen 1: "Empty slander? You are showing innocent evidence."

Netizen 2: "I just came to eat melons, just ask if there are any melons that Xu Yu is unclean?"

Netizen three: "Just what you can say with one mouth?"

...

Sister Yun: Don't worry, little things

Xu Yu bowed her head and replied to Sister Yun: It’s hard work

Withdrawing from Sister Yun's chat, Xu Yu found that Zheng Xue had also sent a message to Xu Yu.

Zheng Xue: I saw the hot search

Zheng Xue: Hey, I have a bad temper

Zheng Xue: [Picture]

The picture of Zheng Xue is a Weibo, which was posted by Zheng Xue himself.

The text reads: "When I woke up, my staff told me that some people said that Xu Yu was working in my bar. I was stunned. Am I too rich to spend? Dare to invite such an expensive man. (Explain a little bit, Xu Yu I’m the major shareholder of my bar, I’m thinking about coming to my own bar to sing a song?) Also, sunspots, I persuade you to give up digging Xu Yu’s black material. It’s really not true. I have known him for so many years, I am better than you. understand him."

The picture is a photo of Zheng Xue and Xu Yu Junior High School.

Zheng Xue: I don’t know how many people will see

Zheng Xue: You don’t need to be polite with me

Xu Yu laughs: Thank you, Boss Zheng, for taking the time out of his busy schedule to help me clarify

Xu Yu: I am grateful

Zheng Xue: Don't say anything, let's make money

Zheng Xue: One and fifty cents

Not many people saw Zheng Xue’s Weibo. There were not many fans and popularity of Zheng Xue. Several minutes passed, with only a few comments.

Probably because Langhua is too small, almost none of them, including Xu Yu, care about it very much. Xu Yu returned to Weibo after chatting, and his topic was gone.

Xu Yu didn't feel so depressed. He put the phone away and turned around to see that Su Yuanjiu was still looking at the phone.

Xu Yu cares a little: "Are you working?"

Su Yuanjiu raised his head slightly: "Yeah."

Xu Yu: "Are you in a hurry?"

Su Yuanjiu said: "I will handle it, soon."

Xu Yu snorted, thinking that Su Yuanjiu might have misunderstood him, and he didn't mean to urge him.

Xu Yu: "It's okay, you can handle it slowly."

A few minutes later, Su Yuanjiu finally stopped a bit, but occasionally he would still look at the phone. At this time, the phone in Xu Yu's pocket also shook.

He picked it up and saw that it was sent by Sister Yun and a group of his friends. Less than ten seconds before and after, they all asked him to read Weibo.

Xu Yu clicked directly into Weibo, and a very strange topic appeared in the hot search.

#seriously? What does Xu Yu bar work for?#

Xu Yu clicked in and found that a blogger sorted out the pictures of Jiugongge. In addition to this topic, the text also included a paragraph: "Let's uncover the secret, the truth about Xu Yu bar working, please see the picture below."

The first picture of Jiugongge is a screenshot of Zheng Xue’s Weibo.

The second one is a screenshot of a Weibo posted by a friend of Xu Yu. The Weibo picture is a photo of Xu Yu’s home, with the text "Serious? The picture is of Xu Yu’s living room. I just want to ask, if this is a requirement, I have to go to a bar to work? Is it necessary? Repay the mortgage?"

The third picture is also a screenshot of Xu Yufa’s friend. The Weibo picture is a few toys with the text "Seriously? These are the gifts Xu Yu gave me. Are they also earned by working in a bar?"

The fourth picture is also a screenshot of Xu Yufa’s friend. The Weibo picture shows two pairs of shoes. The text: "Seriously? The student Xu Yu who gave me the shoes is a bar worker? Am I going to buy these shoes and give him a subsidy? Home?"

The fifth picture is still a screenshot of Xu Yufa’s friend. The Weibo picture is a photo with Xu Yu. The text: "Seriously? Go to a bar to work and invite me to travel? Don’t say it, I’m so touched, I’ll cry first Regards."

In the next few pictures, the pictures in Weibo are put up separately.

Click on this Weibo comment, the first one: "Seriously? Can a bar resident make so much money? Don't say it, I'll go in the evening."

Article 2: "Seriously? Which bar is it?"

Article 3: "Seriously? Can I go to the bar to sweep the floor?"

Article 4: "Seriously? What family is Xu Yu?"

Article 5: "I am serious. Since no one said it, let me say it first. I want to marry him. Money is not important. I mainly like this spirit. I like being able to be in a bar with me. Worker."

...

Xu Yu withdrew from the comment, and then swiped down, and found that the Weibo of Zheng Xue and his group of friends had been bought hot, and now there are thousands of comments.

Xu Yu looked around, cut to WeChat, and said to Sister Yun: It’s amazing.

Sister Yun responded by calling.

Xu Yu picked it up.

"It's not me," Sister Yun said in a surprised and happy tone: "I, this, we are still discussing, then what, Xu Yu."

Sister Yun suddenly called his name, her tone of voice wondering: "Is someone secretly helping you?"