Chapter 90: Extra 3

There was another person in the room, and under the circumstances, Ling Che couldn't meditate. He randomly pointed Xu Tangzhou to the location of the bookshelf, he found the headphones, listened to the song, and browsed some of the comments he had recently received.
Ling Che created music and shared it on a social platform, wanting to know what kind of evaluation he would get for what he made.
No one paid attention to him at the beginning, and he didn't like to talk to himself, so he left. Until he shared three or four songs in a row, one day he went on the platform and found that there was a song with over 10,000 likes, and the backstage also received a private message, someone wanted to buy his music copyright.
Ling Che is not short of money, of course he will not sell, but he is thinking, why not do it yourself?
His music should be interpreted by himself.
Ling Che is about to read his freshman year, and he didn't think about his debut.
Ling Che planned this well at what age.
Therefore, Ling Che couldn't help glancing at the teenager.
The teenager suddenly became quiet.
Ling Che has a lot of comic books, and the teenager held a book, sitting cross-legged on the floor cross-legged, looking at it with relish.
Although not yet differentiated, the modelling teenager grows tall enough, so there is a soft feeling between the child and the youth on the side, the neck is long and the back is straight, this posture also makes him not loose, like Xia The tip of the lotus with the dew at first.
The sudden rain showers outside the window did not stop, and the house was a little more relaxed because of the young man.
It seems that there should be such an afternoon in such weather.
Ling Che withdrew his gaze.
The kid who debuted at such a young age did not contaminate any bad habits in the fashion circle.
I don't know how long after that, when Ling Che raised his head again, he found that the teenager had left, leaving only a comic book on the floor.
It turned out that when Ling Zhi came back, the housekeeper came up and called Xu Tangzhou away. After completing the task, he naturally left.
Shi Qian Mi smiled and said: "Cui Cu is afraid to disturb you, and he told me before leaving, especially thank you."
After three days.
Ling Che saw Xu Tangzhou again in front of the French window.
In the morning, the sun shone.
In the golden sunlight passing through the gaps between the trees and shadows, the teenager still rode a black mountain bike to the door of his villa, and the car braked at the door of the villa at the same speed.
After entering the door, the teenager threw the car to the corner, greeted the butler, and ran into the house with a bag on his back.
But within a few minutes, Ling Che's door was knocked.
"brother?"
Xu Tangzhou unscrewed his hand and leaned into his head. The black eyes like a deer blinked. "Can I come in?"
With permission, he gasped slightly after he got in, and unloaded his backpack in a hurry. The t-shirt was loosely wrapped around him, so thin that he could see the raised shoulder blade outline.
"Dangdang Dangdang!" The young man presented something like a treasure, "Give it to you!"
Ling Che took off the headset and took a look at it: "Send it to me?"
"Yes!" Xu Tangzhou nodded. "It's called Kalimpa. It's an African musical instrument. Brother, you like music. I asked my friends to buy it. I heard that it was made by hand. It was hard to buy!"
A gadget slightly larger than the slap, with a number of steel plates attached, when the thumb is turned, the steel plate vibrates and resonates with the wooden bottom, so it is also called the thumb piano.
It turned out that Xu Tangzhou said it was true that he also wanted to give gifts, not just to talk about it.
Seeing Ling Che looking at it, Xu Tangzhou couldn't wait to take it back: "Brother, let me show you, it's fun!"
Ling Che: "..."
Xu Tangzhou probably learned it, remembered the simple score, and used this Kalimpba to play a "Two Tigers".
The beautiful music sound comes with a reverb function, which is very clear and somewhat like a music box.
"Good?"
Xu Tangzhou returned it immediately after the bomb, with clear eyes and expectation.
Being so close, Ling Che saw a thin sweat on his forehead and nose.
Ling Che has never seen anyone busy in order to give gifts like this, maybe they can't wait to come as soon as they learn.
"Good." Ling Che closed his eyes with his eyes closed, "Thank you."
Ling Che didn't play the "Two Tigers", just a few clicks, and a piece of music that had never been heard by Xu Tangzhou popped up, and the beauty of this Kalimba was brought into full play.
Xu Tangzhou was refreshing: "Brother wrote?"
Ling Che said lightly: "Does it sound good?"
It turned out to be stinky and sent the question back intact.
Xu Tangzhou nodded violently: "Super invincible and nice !!!"
Ling Che hooked his lips: "Thank you for the compliment."
In the small room where the "gift" was received by the musical instrument, Ling Che ignored the really hand-made Kalimpa on the shelf-the souvenirs they bought locally when they went to Africa, and put the gift of Xu Tangzhou well. .
They became familiar with that summer vacation.
Xu Tangzhou is not afraid of life, nor the courage to get close to new friends. He has no friends in the capital except Qin Bao, who is often absent. He has been to Miyuan twice after working for half a month. It seems that he really treats Ling Che, who is four years old, as his brother.
After the summer vacation, Ling Che never saw Xu Tangzhou again, and the two broke the contact.
Until the winter vacation that year, Xu Tangzhou came to the capital and followed Xie Lei again.
Shi Qianmi liked Xu Tangzhou very much, saying that it was not a problem for the child to follow the office, and asked Xie Rui to send the child to the house.
Xie Rui said that he wanted to report to Xu Tangzhou for a cram school. He failed the exam.
Then, Ling Che saw the imp, carrying a schoolbag and a paper roll, and Daxue Tian appeared at his door.
"Brother." Xu Tangzhou's face was blushing, and he was delivered with several clothes packed by Xie Wei.
I have n’t seen it for half a year, and the two young people have changed. They are not very familiar with each other. They have become a little strange to each other.
They are all tall.
Xu Tangzhou was taller and he did n’t know what he ate for an undifferentiated omega.
This feeling of being sent to my mother's friend's house is very bad. He regretted it for a while. He should stay in Qinan and not go anywhere.
The book test papers were all neatly placed on the table, Ling Che picked up a paper and turned over: "Which failed?"
Xu Tangzhou bowed his head and replied shamefully: "... failed."
Ling Che: "..."
If Shi Qianmi talked to him in more detail, he would not take this job.
Xu Tangzhou snatched the paper in his hand and looked irresistible: "Don't read it, it's all a fork. I was criticized by the teacher in the class and I have already been sentenced in public."
Ling Che: "What did you do this semester?"
Xu Tangzhou thought about it for a while: "Twelve shows, a fashion week, I shot almost 20 magazines and advertisements. I came to the capital last month and passed by outside your school."
Ling Che almost forgot, but he was a busy man in front of him.
No wonder it will be a scum.
Ling Che sat down: "Often going abroad, then your English should be pretty good, how can you fail?"
When Xu Tangzhou raised his head and was about to answer, his eyes lit up: "Brother, have you pierced your ears?"
The teenager bullied him.
Ling Che only felt the smell of a warm and clean shower gel, and then his ears were cold. It was the teenager who touched his earlobe with his hand, enviously said: "I also want to pierce the ear piercing, do you hurt?"
Ling Che punched five ear holes at once.
The dress style and the summer vacation ratio have also changed, and it seems to be a rebellion unique to young people.
Xu Tangzhou expressed his envy.
"Fortunately." Ling Che pushed him back. "Talk well."
Xu Tangzhou found the New World like: "Brother, your ears are red, don't you like being touched by your ears?"
Ling Che: "Well."
Xu Tangzhou said the same as tuberculosis: "I don't like it too! My friend always pinches my ears to play, which is very annoying. Brother, you take me to pierced ears. I'm not afraid of pain. I want to tattoo myself.
He said pulling up his sleeves, exposing his white and thin wrists: "The pattern is here. I haven't figured out what the pattern is. But I'm not in a hurry. My dad won't allow me to tattoo. He is very old fashioned."
Ling Che felt funny: "Why do you have a tattoo?"
Isn't this nonsense written on Xu Tangzhou's face: "Because it's cool? Many models have tattoos."
Ling Che: "It's cool to write homework without changing the topic."
Xu Tangzhou: "..."
Ling Che really does not understand why anyone in the world writes homework and cries.
Not pretending not to write, but really not wanting to write.
He felt a terrible headache for this.
Xu Tangzhou was very good at all times, but he was constantly changing the topic when he was writing his homework, either wanting to drink water or peeing. Hungry, sleepy, sore hands, and bad pen writing, find out a lot of reasons in minutes.
Ling Chee is not a patient person, he will do his own thing after finishing the lecture.
Two days later, he found that the kid had no progress at all. When he asked Xu Tangzhou, he said, "I don't need to study hard."
Ling Che: "?"
He would not speak such arrogant words.
Xu Tangzhou is actually confused: "Other people study hard to find a job in the future. I don't have to find a job anymore. I walked on to be a model and made a lot of money. Many people rushed to ask me. I didn't have time , If you do n’t have the energy to learn, why waste time?

Ling Che couldn't agree, raising her eyebrows: "You are only 14 years old, and it is too early to decide whether your life is too early?"
Xu Tangzhou lowered his head to correct: "I am 15 years old."
Like grievances for himself, he whispered a little, and unconsciously poked small black dots on the paper with a pen nib, "January, January and New Year's Day is my birthday, so easy to remember, none of them remember. "
He said they were Xie Zhi and Xu Wei.
On the birthday, Xu Tangzhou got up very early and also called Xie Lei. Although he said nothing, he thought he should remind Xie Lei that it was his birthday. But when he returned home in the evening, the family was still deserted. Xu Wei did not drink that day, but only made two bowls of noodles. The father and son finished their usual meal in silence.
Xie Zhi didn't go home, or even called again.
Lanterns were on the streets, the New Year was everywhere, and parents completely forgot that it was a special day.
That was Ling Che from a warm family. For the first time, I felt the so-called lonely one.
It was also the first time he felt distressed for others.
He seemed to understand why Xu Tangzhou was uncomfortable in his house for the past two days.
"New Year's Day is so easy to remember." Ling Che rubbed his head. "I will remember your birthday next year."
Xu Tangzhou looked up in surprise: "Really?"
I saw the young alpha looking down at him with a vague "huh" in his mouth.
Then, the slender and beautiful finger tapped the paper in front of him, and said flatly: "As long as you write the homework to one-third, I will take you to pierce the ears."