To be honest, when Ziyuan brothers asked this seriously, Hao Yun's instinctive first reaction was to deny it.

However, he soon realized that he was doing useless work.

Whether you admit it or not, it's been a hot search. Now almost all the netizens all over the country know that in addition to his status as a billionaire, Mr. Hao, a versatile general manager, also has a vest with "deep clouds and nowhere to be found".

As long as it's not someone who doesn't surf the Internet at all and doesn't pay attention to the circle of friends, it's impossible that they haven't heard of it.

Looking at Liang Ziyuan with a serious face, Hao Yun sighed and gave up the idea of denial.

"When did you start to know?"

Liang Ziyuan is very simple, replied.

"Welcome party."

Welcome party?

Isn't that last October?

Hao Yun was embarrassed to think that he had spent so much effort to hide it, but he didn't even hide it for a month.

"Gan! Why didn't you tell me then? "

Liang Ziyuan: "I'm just guessing, and there's no evidence. Besides, there's no need to tear it down?"

Hao Yun

Seeing that Hao Yun didn't speak, Liang Ziyuan continued.

"There's one thing I don't understand."

Hao Yun: "what's the matter?"

Liang Ziyuan: "Why are you so sensitive to fame? In fact, I don't think it's a bad thing even if other people know... "

Hao Yun was silent for a moment, sighed and said.

"It's not a bad thing, it's just that I don't enjoy being noticed by a lot of people."

Liang Ziyuan shook his head and said.

"Yes? I don't quite understand what you think... Maybe my practice is not enough. "

Then he went to his chair and sat down. He picked up the guitar and put it on his knee. His index finger swept the strings twice.

The melodious melody floated into his ears. Hao Yun's eyes lit up slightly, and his face looked at him strangely.

"Did you write it down?"

This music is a bit of a bull!

I just played the song I couldn't remember three times. Considering that this guy just came back to his bedroom, I just listened to it once. In the absence of music, to be able to reproduce the melody completely, in a sense, has been very impressive.

Is this the music of 8 potential?

But why is singing so bad at ordinary times?

Hao Yun became more and more confused.

"That's not true. I just think it sounds good, so I played it with my feeling. In fact, what I remember is just such a short paragraph..."

Noticing that Hao Yun was staring at himself, Liang Ziyuan's face suddenly floated a sudden expression, put up two fingers and swore.

"Don't worry, my character, you can believe that I will never spread this song without your consent."

"Don't get me wrong. I believe in your character. I'm just... Surprised." Hao Yun stares at Liang Ziyuan unexpectedly. Suddenly, he moves in his heart and says, "can you write down the score of the melody you just played?"

"Score?" Slightly stunned, Liang Ziyuan nodded, "no problem is no problem, do you want it now

"Right, right, hurry up, don't leave the ink."

Urged by Hao Yun, Liang Ziyuan took up his pen and wrote down the score on the draft paper,

Hao Yun finished reading the score and nodded in approval.

"Not bad."

Looking at Hao Yun, who was staring at the draft paper with great interest, Liang Ziyuan thought for a long time, but he didn't understand what he wanted to do.

After a moment's hesitation, he said.

"Well, you've filled in all the words. Do you have a complete score? I'm a little curious about what it's like to play it completely. "

Hearing this question, Hao Yun, who pondered over the short Prelude on the draft paper, shook his head and said without thinking.

"There is a full version, but I lost it by accident."

"Lost it?" Liang Ziyuan was stunned, "no, can you lose it? Do you remember how it was sung? What about the lyrics? All gone? "

"I'm sorry, it's all gone. And because of the long time, I can't think of anything other than this little prelude. " With a shrug, Hao Yun continued helplessly, "I'll talk about it one day when I think of it."

Although this is a truth, Ziyuan brothers obviously misunderstood it.

He sighed and said with understanding.

"All right, just don't want to reveal it."

Hao Yun

I really can't remember!

Although the mouth said forget it, but the more obvious Liang Zi also some unwilling appearance.

Holding the guitar, he played the prelude melody twice. The more he played, the more interested he was in this piece. He could not help asking.

"At least tell me the name of the next song?"

Looking at the persistent Ziyuan brothers on his face, Hao Yun said with tears and laughter.

"Do you know what this is for? I said I forgot. "

Liang Ziyuan still asked.

"What if I bounce and you remember?"

Hao Yun rolled his eyes and just wanted to say, "I'm afraid I've forgotten everything when I'm sung by you.".

However, at this time, a flash of inspiration, suddenly passed from his mind.

It's like a touch of surprise across the lake.

Almost blurted out, he said.

"If I remember correctly..."

"It seems to be called white moonlight and cinnabar mole."

White moonlight and cinnabar mole?

Listen to this answer, fiddle with the string fingers to stop, Liang Ziyuan fell into meditation.

I don't know if I got any inspiration from this name. This guy finally stopped.

Until the end of today, Hao Yun did not remember how to sing this song.

To be honest, after thinking about it for such a long time, he almost gave up.

After all, similar experiences have happened to him in the past 19 years.

However, just when Hao Yun thought that the episode in this period of life had passed, Ziyuan brothers told him what persistence was with their actions.

Almost every night between 8:00 and 10:00, this guy is holding a guitar, and he goes through the cycle of the first melody of this short paragraph, playing and asking him from time to time.

"Do you remember?"

The answer is obvious.

"No

Liang Ziyuan was not discouraged, and continued the single cycle as if there were no one else. It seems that this guy has made up his mind not to help him remember this song.

In the face of such a situation, Hao Yun does not know what to say about him.

When asked why he is so persistent, his answer is only one sentence.

"It's a pity to forget."

ok

That's really a reason.

Although he didn't feel too sorry for Hao Yun, who has been used to forgetting, at most, he considered this song as a breakthrough to break the memory blockade.

If he can't pry it, he doesn't ask for it.

However, Ziyuan brothers and his attitude is very different. This guy's attitude towards anything is that he doesn't look back after hitting the south wall, and ten horses can't pull back what he has identified.

However, after listening to a melody for a long time, it's better than letting this guy play his tormenting ears freely, so Hao Yun let him go.

Just compared with Hao Yun's free and easy, the other two roommates didn't think so much.

Singing over and over again, no matter how beautiful the song is, it becomes chanting scriptures.

Rushing back to school on the last day before the start of school, Lao Zheng, lying flat on his back, listened to the melody of "n + 1" repeated playing and singing, looked painfully at Hao Yun and asked him with his eyes.

"Is this guy stimulated by something?"

Hao Yun shook his head and returned a helpless look.

Finally, Lao Zheng asked.

"When did he become like this?"

Hao Yun sighed and said helplessly.

"Isn't he always like this?"