Chapter 466: First, you will choose to anger and blame

Chapter 466, first of all, will choose to anger and blame
When Cheng Yun estimated that time was almost back, he found that Zhong Dian and Cheng Yiran were sitting in the living room.
Neither of these people spoke. The clock fell into the dust and closed his eyes to keep his eyes closed.
Cheng Yiran was gently swaying the guitar on his hand, but did not make a sound, like touching.
Cheng Yun did not see any unhappiness from the faces of the two, but could not see any happy expression. This made it difficult for him to judge the time when he was not there. The two of them were talking about each other or what was unpleasant.
But after all, he was the one who followed the clock for the longest time, and soon he found a solution.
Simply put, it is to use good news to knock on the door.
"Mr. Zhong, there is news from the TV station that other singers who participated in the night have published their lives in the evening. Well, it’s probably the case that we are at the same time. I heard that the storm on the Internet has been suppressed. Quite a lot."
The clock fell to the dust and opened his eyes. "Chengyun, you go to the place where Cheng Yiran lives to help him clean up, he will stay here for a while."
Cheng Yun’s glimpse, after a glimpse of the heart is horrified, but there is no trace of it in his own look, just nodded, do not know what to think.
No, how can the two young people invite him to stay here... Two people never like to live in someone else?
And it's like Cheng Yiran hasn't seen it several times.
When I saw Yun Cheng and watched Cheng Yiran, I found that this time I also stood up. "Chengdu, let me take a ride, I will go outside."
Said, Cheng Yiran looked at the clock and gave up the guitar, and did not say anything.
Cheng Yun, who couldn’t figure out the situation, said that he was busy... but he didn’t plan to slap it out from Cheng’s mouth.
The clock is a person who hates someone who is going to inquire about his news in private. Once he finds out, no matter how close he is, he will be unfamiliar immediately. The followers in front of him who follow the clock are such graves.
Therefore, everything can only be seen through secret observation and secretly.
"Ah... I didn't expect it, Mr. Zhong will invite you under his villa. This is something that has never happened before!" Driving a car, Cheng Yun smiled and said: "Yes, it seems that Mr. Zhong It’s really a fancy to you, you have to refuel afterwards.

"Chengdu, can you stop in front of you?" Cheng Yiran suddenly pointed to a position on the side of the road.
Chengyun’s trip, where the village is not in front of the store,
Is it?

Cheng Yiran shook his head and said: "Just put me down here... I will ask you about the baggage."
"Oh... it doesn't matter." Chengyun stopped the car.
After driving, there was not even a half stop - until I saw that Cheng Yun was far away, Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
He closed his eyes like this, and he closed his eyes like this, walking forward without any direction... What is calling in his heart - according to the words of the clock.
Like his guest, as long as you think about it...
Hey bell... He seemed to hear the sound of this bell--and at the same time, a sense of coolness that seemed to go into the ancient house of the deep mountain began to appear.
Cheng Yiran then opened his eyes and looked up at him - he saw this magical shop.
Cheng Yiran frowned and pushed the door.
......
He heard some legends about this shop from the mouth of the dust. Zhong Zhongchen knows that there are not many, but there are many more than the journey.
At least, for Cheng Yiran, although he had done a sale, he never officially came to this place.
"Mr. Cheng, what are you doing, are you looking for us?"
Cheng Yiran discovered that the current voice overlaps with the voice of the mysterious businessman in his memory, so that the vague memory in his mind is activated and once again becomes incomparably clear.
Last time, in the dimly lit room, he couldn't see the appearance of the businessman. This time, he still couldn't see it, from the mask that looked like a mockery.
Funny but cleverly clown.
Cheng Yiran’s eyes are on the boss’s body... This time, he did not meet the woman who was last seen.
"you lied to me!"
Cheng Yiran walked quickly to the boss, and his eyes flashed a sigh of relief.
Luo Qiu pointed to his front - the front of the table where he was sitting, the place where his finger pointed, the chair to open, he said: "Do it first, Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Yiran stood still, once again proclaiming the reason for his arrival: "You lied to me."
"I don't know what Mr. Cheng is referring to. What does it mean?" Luo Qiu asked slowly.
Cheng Yiran pulled out the guitar behind him, almost asking: "What did you say last time? You said that as long as you have it, I can... but now? Don't you know, on the Internet, what are I talking about? Looks like a liar! It’s a lie of money!!

"Yeah." Luo Qiu nodded and asked not to answer: "Mr. Cheng thinks that the reaction of the audience who listened to you at the scene is also illusory?"
Cheng Yiran sneered: "On the scene... What is the use of the scene? If it is just the scene, then how can I really stand on the heel! You are simply selling inferior products!"
Luo Qiu looked into Cheng Yiran's eyes and said indifferently: "This guitar can let people who have heard it like the sound of it, but it has a range, which is about a radius of 100 meters. Of course, as long as it is After listening to it, the subconscious will leave a favorite impression. This impression will last for a long time... and how long it depends on how long the audience has not heard it. It is."
Cheng Yiran was furious: "Is this not a bad product?!"
Luo boss said: "In theory, you can move with it... you can move to any corner of the world and let all the ordinary people in the world know about you."
Cheng Yiran was extremely angry and laughed: "Is it true that I have to run around in this life, playing guitar in every corner of the world? Funny!!"
Luo boss said indifferently: "Mr. Cheng... Before you bought it, did you feel that it would be ridiculous to love it as long as you heard it? Besides, you hope to succeed and hope to become famous... Can you say that you are not on the road to fame now? Guests, you have become a topic in the city, aren't you? The influence can be expanded, the voice of opposition will slowly disappear, and time will prove its value.

Cheng Yiran has a glimpse, and has not spoken for a long time!
But not speaking does not mean that he can calm his feelings. He was still dissatisfied, even with grievances: "But you... didn't tell me at the beginning!"
"Guest, you didn't ask me."
Luo boss shook his head and said: "Do you need me to recall it to you? That night... the ecstasy when you took it, holding it and looking at me... Remember? You just saw me at the time. At a glance, I don’t even say anything, for fear that I will take it back... and then turn around and escape."
Cheng Yiran stepped back and forth in two steps, chilling... That night, he really looked like this!
In front of this mysterious businessman, he seems to have been torn apart all the disguise, and all the ugly faces in his heart are opened nakedly... even he himself has a feeling of disgusting!
Self, disgusting yourself!
It is a kind of fear that almost falls to the bottom of the well!
Cheng Yiran's face is white, three points are panic, three points are shame, three points are uncomfortable, and one point is anger. He takes a deep breath and forces himself to calm down. "This guitar... Is there any restriction?"
"Besides the scope..." Luo Qiu whispered: "If one day, the song in your heart changes, it will no longer have the same magic."
"The song in my heart has changed..." Cheng Yiran suddenly looked up. "What do you mean?"

Guest, this is a question you should think about yourself.

Luo Qiu suddenly stood up and waved: "If there is nothing else about the guest's own problems, then today's consultation is over... In addition, if that Mr. Zhong really has something to think about If you want to inquire, let him come in person."
Cheng Yiran’s face was awkward.
moment.
He returned to the place he had come down from the Chengyun car.
(End of this chapter)