I Really Don’t Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss

Sheng Mingzhi didn't think about this scene.

Because he thought he knew Lu Jiayan quite well.

Since that night, I cried once in Lu Jiayan's arms.

During this period of time, he had an inexplicable hunch that what Lu Jiayan might do would most likely be about the violin.

It's just different from the scene that I've made up a thousand times in my head.

When it really happened in front of him, it made him want to cry more than he imagined.

Sheng Mingzhi tried to put his hands on the strings, and even his heartbeat shook.

Then he picked it up and found it was a custom-made violin.

More in line with his habit of playing the piano, Sheng Mingzhi has no doubts why Lu Jiayan knows this. He participated in a lot of competitions when he was a child. As long as he wants to know, he can always understand.

Lu Jiayan didn't wait for Sheng Mingzhi's answer, but he was not in a hurry and continued patiently: "Want to try?"

Sheng Mingzhi shook his head as if he had regained his senses.

But he was afraid that Lu Jiayan thought he was shaking his head because he didn't want to go back to the stage.

He quickly said, "It needs to be tuned, it's inconvenient in the restaurant."

So quiet, he ran here to test the piano.

So embarrassing!

Will be regarded by passers-by as a neurotic who likes to pretend.

Teacher Xiaosheng must not lose face like this.

Even though he said that, he still held the violin and didn't let go.

I don't know why, the feeling of wanting to cry has subsided a lot, but turned around and looked up to see Lu Jia delay, the inexplicable feeling of grievance came back.

Just crying in front of people is too embarrassing.

Sheng Mingzhi hurriedly lowered his head, but after thinking about it, it wasn't Lu Jiayan who made him cry? ! Whoever makes you cry is responsible!

So he took two steps forward, then stopped in front of Lu Jiayan.

His clean forehead rested on the man's shoulder, coquettish like a small animal.

Needless to say.

Whether you want to return to the stage or not, at this moment, Sheng Mingzhi has already given the answer.

He never forgets his stage for a second.

The next second, Lu Jiayan hugged him.

Only then did Sheng Mingzhi feel that his grievance was broken, and he muttered, "It's all your fault."

Those who spoke were all crying.

Lu Jiayan smiled and said, "Why do you still cry after receiving a gift, don't you like it?"

That's not dislike.

Sheng Mingzhi held back for a long time, and stubbornly explained: "This is the tears of emotion. Do you understand, native man, it really spoils the atmosphere."

Lu Jiayan gave a thoughtful "Oh" and asked, "Which gift moved you so much?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ?

Didn't you just give me a violin? Do you still want to touch porcelain on the spot?

After a while, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly reacted.

Lu Jiayan seemed to have said just now that the price of a violin is not as high as that of a villa sports car, so there is an additional gift, which is himself.

Oh.

he himself.

Sheng Mingzhi silently pushed Lu Jiayan away, and looked at him incomprehensibly: "You don't think it's you, do you?"

Lu Jiayan looked at him with a "isn't it?" expression, and said narcissistically, "Isn't this a matter of course?"

Sheng Mingzhi:  …

He wants to take back the emotion he was very moved just now!

Being disturbed by Lu Jiayan, Sheng Mingzhi felt that the faint embarrassment disappeared.

Picking up the violin again is like reuniting with a long-lost friend.

Although there are many regrets in the middle, there is a happy ending.

On the way home, Sheng Mingzhi still fell in love with this customized violin.

Although I have been very restrained, I have to take it out from time to time to take a look, either to adjust the tone a little, or to twist the bow.

Although Lu Jiayan did not say the customized price of this violin, there must be several million.

Sheng Mingzhi owns a lot of expensive things, not to mention millions, even tens of millions of sports cars, and yachts of hundreds of millions are also common, but for some reason, he is very precious to this violin.

It can be said to be handled with care, be careful.

Looking at him like that, Lu Jiayan thought it was strange and cute, like a child who got a new toy, and refused to let it go.

Afraid to say it out, Sheng Mingzhi became angry.

After he washed up, Sheng Mingzhi's freshness had not yet passed.

Standing barefoot in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a light gray silk pajamas with dark patterns, black hair and snow-white skin, it looked like a pictorial under the moonlight.

Lu Jiayan could only see his profile, as if he was putting rosin on the violin.

There was a faint aroma in the room.

After hearing Lu Jiayan's movement, Sheng Mingzhi turned his head.

In the next second, he seemed to have discovered some big secret, and he seemed to grab Lu Jiayan's pigtail, holding the violin, and pointing to a line of very small letters on the back of the violin.

"You scribbled on my piano!"

Lu Jiayan refused to admit it: "No."

Sheng Mingzhi pointed it out to him word by word, confidently and with solid evidence: "L, J, Y."

There are indeed a few English abbreviations on the back of the piano.

Before "LJY", there is also "SMZ".

Oh shit.

Old and unorthodox.

Just engrave his initials.

What is it to engrave yourself? !

Sheng Mingzhi sneered: "What is this?"

An iron-clad look.

All over his face was written "Look, look, I caught your heart, do you love me so much, so now hurry up and admit that you love me, hurry up, hurry up and say you love me very much".

The old man is so naive, and he still does this kind of initials for couples.

Lu Jiayan said casually, "Chili oil. Maybe the abbreviation for chili oil?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "..."

This sudden homophonic joke made Sheng Mingzhi burst into laughter.

The key is that Lu Jiayan is still serious when he speaks, as if such a thing really happened.

After laughing enough, he lay on Lu Jiayan's back and muttered, "I'm going to kill you. Why don't you just draw a heart between the two names?"

"And then use an arrow to pierce it together?" Lu Jiayan paused, inferring other things from one case to another, doubled the earthiness, and nodded naturally: "The suggestion is good, I will take it next time."

...

Help, then he will give up playing the violin again!

However, considering that Lu Jiayan's gift this time was so in line with Teacher Xiaosheng's wishes, he didn't bother to ignore Lu Jiayan's childish bullshit.

That night, Sheng Mingzhi rarely took the initiative in bed, and was so tired that his waist was about to break.

The weather in late summer had already begun to cool down, and a light rain fell in the second half of the night. It was not until dawn that the night lights of Xishan No. 1 slowly went out.

The consequence of indulgence is to try to get up and practice the piano the next day, but the result is a complete failure.

It was already a day after Sheng Mingzhi started his rehabilitation exercises.

I thought I had not played the violin for so many years, I might be a little rusty.

Sheng Mingzhi was even ready to go to Daxing'anling to interview for the job of a lumberjack.

But when he put up the violin, his body seemed to be awakened by it.

Like instinct, the music flows from the fingertips with little guidance.

Shen Ling was stunned as she listened to it.

A song ends.

Sheng Mingzhi was a little nervous, he squeezed his fist, his voice trembling: "How is it?"

"My grass?" Shen Ling recovered from the shock: "Are you sure you haven't pulled it for many years?"

Sheng Mingzhi looked at her with a "don't you talk nonsense" expression.

Shen Ling touched the tip of her nose: "Maybe it's because I'm a layman, but I think it sounds similar to the original version I heard on the Internet."

She quickly added: "I think you play better than my violin music teacher, really, it's not flattering! It's really, really good! If you don't believe me, find someone else to listen to. I'm naive , do you have some talent for playing the violin?"

Shen Ling is not the first person to say that he is talented.

The first person to say that Sheng Mingzhi was gifted was his elementary school music teacher.

Sheng Mingzhi still has some confidence in his talent for playing the violin.

After Shen Ling finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, somewhat relieved.

"Yeah. Maybe."

He thought he was pulling pretty well.

Facts have proved that Shen Ling's praise of his talent is by no means a lie.

In just half a month, Sheng Mingzhi grew up at an astonishing rate.

The violin teacher who had originally brought in to help him with his rehabilitation soon felt a little overwhelmed.

Sheng Mingzhi knew almost everything, and practiced diligently. He learned the piano quickly, and listened to in tune. He had a very personal style.

In other words, he couldn't teach.

Before leaving, he sighed:

"Mingzhi's talent is hard to come by, and many people may not be able to reach this level after working hard for a lifetime."

Sheng Mingzhi felt that it was too exaggerated.

It made him a little suspicious whether Lu Jiayan gave the teacher money.

Of course, the teacher also said that if you insisted on learning the piano back then, your current attainments would be unimaginable.

In a word, Sheng Mingzhi and Lu Jiayan fell silent at the same time.

They all know that the "year" in the teacher's mouth may be the future that Sheng Mingzhi should have.

But in that future, there is no Lu Jiayan.

After a long time, Sheng Mingzhi found the silence unbearable.

He put down the violin and said silently, "Actually, I think it's fine now."

Lu Jiayan's eyes drifted over.

Sheng Mingzhi knew that he was a little lost when he saw his face, he became nervous and stammered when he spoke, leaning on his shoulder and muttering, "I really think it's good now. How rich I am now, I don't have to work by myself. Make money. If I didn't go back to Sheng's house and didn't meet you, maybe I'm still performing hard abroad now, I don't do that hard work, I just like to lie down and collect money! "

Seeing his clumsy comfort, Lu Jiayan couldn't feel any sadness in his heart.

It's just that the feeling of fear is still reverberating, if Sheng Mingzhi really didn't go back to Sheng's house...

He didn't even dare to imagine such a future.

Sheng Mingzhi whispered, jabbed his chin hard, and warned him: "So you have to cherish me, you know, now Teacher Xiaosheng is no longer the salted fish he used to be, if you're sorry for me, I'll run away from home If you hold a concert abroad, a capitalist like you will definitely not be able to climb up the ranks of a great artist like me, you know!"

Threats without deterrent, more like coquettish.

"Then what should I do?" Lu Jiayan chuckled: "In order to chase Mr. Xiaosheng, I had to book every concert held by Mr. Xiaosheng."

Then he continued playfully: "Strive to let Mr. Xiaosheng also smell the copper stench of capitalists as soon as possible."

What a stinking capitalist!

Sheng Mingzhi was addicted to acting, and folded his arms: "Don't even think about it. I'm not the kind of man who gives in and gives in."

After thinking about it, he said confidently, "Unless you give too much!"

Lu Jiayan wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him gently, Sheng Mingzhi fell into his arms.

The man said ambiguous: "How much does Mr. Xiaosheng think is suitable?"

Teacher Xiaosheng is still thinking hard.

He felt that something was very present against him.

Sheng Mingzhi paused and collided with Lu Jiayan's eyes.

Peach Blossom's eyes were full of desire, her voice was lower, and she said in a flirtatious manner, "Is this size suitable?"

...

...

Sheng Mingzhi felt that he was no longer as innocent as before.

It was instantly understood.

The neck was red.

Teacher Xiaosheng gave an "oh" and said with shame, "reluctantly."

The consequence of being stubborn is to be bullied miserably.

Knowing that Sheng Mingzhi didn't say anything reluctantly, he thought that a person with such connotation Lu Jiayan would be different from other men, and he didn't care about the comparison in this regard.

The result still matters!

You have to force him to admit that he is very big.

What's the point of this kind of thing!

Are you a primary school student, do I really think it will be smaller if I say it is small, it is not enough that he will die!

And I don't know if it's because I mentioned Sheng Mingzhi's future if he didn't return to Sheng's house when he exercised before going to bed.

After he fell asleep, he really had a dream at night.

I dreamed that my name was still Song Yushu, and I was not recognized back to the Sheng family when I was twelve years old.

That day, he participated in a very important competition in China, and it didn't take long for him to win the expected championship. With such a meteoric rise, his talent was known to more and more people.

He later made his international debut, and his rare talent made him instantly famous as the youngest principal violinist ever.

The first half of the dream content is normal.

The second half starts to get weird.

When Sheng Mingzhi turned 18, he completed his last world tour at the Victoria Concert Hall in Geneva, Switzerland, where he met Lu Jiayan, a young Chinese capitalist.

In the dream, he seemed to know Lu Jiayan again, but not Lu Jiayan. After meeting, the other party quickly expressed his goodwill to him and began to pursue.

It is from here that the style of painting becomes outrageous.

Because almost all the content pursued must be marked with mosaics, it cannot be broadcast at all, it is completely a charming spring dream.

Until he woke up in the morning, Sheng Mingzhi was still immersed in that crazy dream.

In the dream, Lu Jiayan, this dog man, is really playing with flowers, there is no place where he dare not mess around, even on the piano in the concert hall...

As soon as he remembered it, Sheng Mingzhi's face flushed.

Especially after having a spring dream, when you wake up and see the object of your spring dream sleeping on the side.

Not your average thrill.

However, he remembered with hindsight, he just turned eighteen years old in the dream, right?

Come on, this dog man!

Lu Jiayan was bitten by Sheng Mingzhi and woke up, still a little puzzled, opened one eye, "Huh?", expressing doubts.

On the collarbone, there is still the tooth mark that the little ancestor bit down just now, and the lower mouth is quite heavy.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Sheng Mingzhi said coldly, "You offended me in your dream just now, so apologize to me."

Lu Jiayan: ...?

That's right, it's a disaster.

In November, the second phase of "Trainee Debut Battle" also came to an end.

Lu Jiayan has always remembered Sheng Mingzhi's stage performance. When the plan for the "Trainee" final group night came up, he specially mentioned Sheng Mingzhi's performance.

Hemu executives were frightened when they heard it.

When Sheng Mingzhi came to participate in the show, although he was in the name of an assistant guest, he didn't show any intention of being an assistant.

Hemu should coax the leader to be happy, and the leader would dare to arrange him without a word.

Therefore, Sheng Mingzhi was given enough shots throughout the whole process, and he did not embarrass him to assist any player.

It happened that Hemu had not dealt with Linxi's affairs well some time ago, and had already offended Sheng Mingzhi.

The top management couldn't find any way to remedy it. As a result, it seemed that even the sky was helping them, and someone sent pillows when they wanted to sleep.

——Sheng Mingzhi was actually willing to perform the show.

Hemu, who had fallen once, would only use more force to flatter him than before.

Therefore, the arrangement of Sheng Mingzhi's program this time is 12% attentive.

After receiving Lu Jiayan's order, I went back to work for three days, synchronized all the progress, and wrote an unprecedented perfect plan.

Tremblingly, he handed it to Lu Jiayan - it was about Sheng Mingzhi, and Hemu didn't dare to make up his own mind, all of which were made by the boss himself.

But the boss really cares about the "lady boss".

No matter how busy he is, he will do everything related to Sheng Mingzhi himself.

The senior management of Hemu—and even the senior management of Sheng Jia have secretly discussed more than once that their boss is simply a wife slave.

In the end, a more conservative plan was finalized.

Sheng Mingzhi, as an assistant guest, will soon complete the stage of the group night final with Kang Xing, the current C trainee in "Trainee Debut Battle".

It will not be overwhelming, and there will be enough exposure.

There are currently five songs selected, and Sheng Mingzhi's final decision shall prevail.

The form of performance is violin and dance, and the theme is the collision of classical music and popular dance.

Kang Xing's dance background is very strong, there is no problem in this aspect, the rest is Sheng Mingzhi's violin selection.

When he got the plan, Hemu gave five versions of classical music adaptations.

After Sheng Mingzhi listened to it in the recording studio, the planner in charge of the program asked cautiously, "What do you think of Teacher Sheng?"

Teacher Sheng feels normal.jpg

... the adaptation is quite satisfactory.

Sheng Mingzhi's only thought after hearing this was this.

But he was too embarrassed to say it directly and raised his head to signal Kang Xing.

"What do you think?"

Kang Xing: "I can do it. The dance is very malleable, and these songs feel good. Personally, I prefer the adaptation of Carmen's Fantasia, because I am quite interested in its story."

Sheng Mingzhi felt that Carmen's Fantasia was also good, but this song already had the original story.

He prefers to use music to express a brand new story created by himself.

"Are there only these five songs in the selection?" Sheng Mingzhi asked the planner.

"Yes. But you can have a better one. We mainly cooperate with your idea."

Sheng Mingzhi was naturally used to being obedient to him, so he nodded naturally.

Said: "These adaptations are not needed for the time being, I will make them myself."

Planning and Kang Xing were stunned together.

Compose your own music?

It's too risky!

What if the editing is not good?

Sheng Mingzhi seemed to notice the silence: "Is there a problem?"

The planner shook his head: "No problem."

After Kang Xing listened, he stopped talking.

Although he is now the C position, the final performance of Cheng Tuan Ye is also a top priority for him. The performance failed and the car overturned. Who will he be responsible for?

The other party is the lover of Boss Sheng Jia, and participating in the game is like playing.

But his future is all on this one...

However, he didn't say anything in the end.

People with power and power, he said nothing.

After Kang Xing returned to the dormitory, the more he thought about it, the more worried he became.

I even started to regret working with Sheng Mingzhi. I agreed so quickly at the time, but I actually meant to please the top management.

Who knew that Sheng Mingzhi would play cards so out of the way.

Even if you want to express yourself, you don't need to catch up on his future.

Kang Xing was worried, took out his spare mobile phone, and complained to his girlfriend about it.

Originally finished complaining, vented, and felt better.

As a result, I didn't expect that this chat record did not know how to be leaked.

The next morning when I woke up, on the homepage of a certain internal entertainment talent show eating melon group on Douban, a new post with more than 1,000 floors suddenly appeared, and it just became popular:

- I wiped and ate a big melon! ! Fidelity! ! My best friend has a friend who is a trainee in the debut battle. I heard that the group A performance of the group night final is violin and dance. Let me guess, it won't be Sheng Mingzhi and Kang Xing, right? ? Help Help? ? I'm really screaming for help! !

In an instant, the discussion in the group exploded.