"Whatever you want. Fan Xiaohong nodded, compromised, then took a deep breath and sat lazily on the side.

Fan Xiaolan sat in front of the piano, and after adjusting the pitch, she spread out the somewhat wrinkled score and clamped it on the music score rack.

The elegant piano sound sounded quietly, the low melody gradually sounded, Fan Xiaolan adjusted her breathing, there was musical accompaniment in the past, and this time the accompaniment was also done by herself.

Another dream about you leaving me

Familiar dialogue, familiar excuses

How to keep it

You're not going to go

When I woke up, the ending was still the same, and my tears wet my pillow

But I closed my eyes and didn't want to wake up

At least me

And stand behind you

At least you

There is still a chance to turn back

The joy you gave me before is now with me

Accompany me sadly, teach me that I don't have you in the future

From lovers to friends Strange friends

Will not be contacted again

......

Fan Xiaolan's slender and slender ten fingers were like elves, jumping above the black and white keyboard, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and there was a touch of sadness on her face, which emotionally brought her emotions into it.

A magnetic voice with a hint of sadness kept coming out of her mouth, although it was the first time she sang this song, Fan Xiaolan completely interpreted herself in it.

The voice that seems to be telling a story fully interprets the essence of this song, and even every detail is handled with great accuracy.

Fan Xiaohong's eyes were moist, as arrogant as her, and she also had the softest side in her heart, in Fan Xiaolan's story-telling singing, she almost involuntarily brought herself in, and the beauty of the past kept coming to her mind, making a faint sadness appear on her face.

The same is true for Fei Yingchen, who is still considered to be handsome, with sadness and entanglement on his face, and seems to have remembered a lot of stories that have been suppressed in his heart and never told to outsiders.

After singing a song by a strange friend, Fan Xiaolan sat in front of the piano, not noticing at all, two tears crossed a sad arc along her cheeks, fell to the ground, and fell to pieces.

For the Fan family, she has paid too much, all the suppressed and hidden emotions in the past three years exploded like volcanic magma at this moment, making Fan Xiaolan cry with a low headache.

"This song..."Fan Xiaohong gradually came back to her senses, and looked at Fan Xiaolan who was sobbing beside the piano with some tangled eyes, but she unexpectedly did not persuade her.

From the singing, she could hear that Fan Xiaolan was too tired, and she needed a vent to vent her grievances and unwillingness to vent all the grievances in her heart.

"This song... I don't know who wrote the tune and lyrics, in the love song, it should be considered very good, not Yi Shengyu... Who else could write such a song that silences the mind? Fei Yingchen showed a trance look on his face and whispered to himself.

"Fei Yingchen... Do you think this song can be used as the title song?" Fan Xiaohong's gaze withdrew from Fan Xiaolan, then looked at Fei Yingchen, and asked.

"There was absolutely no problem. Fei Yingchen said firmly, in this era of love songs, to be able to compose such a sad song that people can't help but bring in, this person is not a genius, but also a talent.

"I can predict that this strange friend should be one of the most popular songs this year, and the person who wrote this song has a really good understanding of feelings and human nature. Fei Yingchen couldn't help but praise.

"To be precise, this song is sung by Fan Xiaolan, whether it is composed or lyrics, it is like tailor-made for Fan Xiaolan, with her magnetic voice with a little sadness, it is perfect. ”

As a senior musician, or because he brought himself in, Fei Yingchen's evaluation was very high, which made Fan Xiaohong on the side a little surprised.

"Fan Xiaolan's album this time is definitely a big hit. "Red star fruit entertainment.

Fan Xiaolan gradually recovered her mood, but there were obvious traces of crying in her eyes, but a smile gradually appeared on her face.

The smile stained with tears appeared on Fan Xiaolan's body at this moment, but it no longer seemed aggrieved, but there was a heartfelt happiness in the smile.

"Fan Xiaolan, are you in a better mood? It's been a long time since you've brought yourself so deeply into your work. Fan Xiaohong took a tissue to help Fan Xiaolan wipe away her tears, but she didn't know that the reason why Fan Xiaolan was like this was because she had been suppressed for three years, and she was completely released by this strange friend.

"By the way, Fan Xiaolan, who wrote this song? I really can't think of it, besides Yi Shengyu, there are such ghosts in China?" Fei Yingchen frowned, and couldn't help but ask again after thinking about the result for a long time.

Fan Xiaolan wiped away her tears, the smile on her face had never been so bright, and after a moment of silence, she looked at the two of them with still a little red eyes: "A... Bastard. ”

Fan Xiaolan said, shook the score in her hand, turned around and walked outside: "There are still some dubbing that need to be adjusted, and the piano accompaniment alone can't show the complete accompaniment effect of this song." ”

Fan Xiaolan's voice came out, the person had already walked out of the recording studio, the sun outside was very gentle, shining warmly on the body, thinking back to the lyrics and melodies of strange friends, the corners of Fan Xiaolan's lips outlined a smile.

In the recording studio, Fan Xiaohong and Fei Yingchen looked at each other, and saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes. It seems that after the song is sung, the whole person is indeed a little different.

"This bastard, when did you learn this..."Outside the recording studio, Fan Xiaolan murmured at the corner of her mouth, and said in a low voice, she always thought that she had lived together and knew Shen Ning very well, but when she thought back at this time, it seemed... I don't know much about it.

However, there is one point, Shen Ning is her former man after all, and she is Xiao Weiwei's biological father, there is no doubt about this, and with the title song of the album, Fan Xiaolan's mood is also much better.

"I don't know where this guy is live broadcasting..."Fan Xiaolan muttered, inexplicably began to be interested in Shen Ning's current situation, but even if she didn't know, it was easy for Fan Xiaolan to find Shen Ning's live broadcast room.

For these, Shen Ning didn't know, after reviewing the script that was going to be broadcast live again, Shen Jiawei's figure couldn't help but appear in his mind, for this baby daughter, Shen Ning didn't see her for a day, Shen Ning was a little panicked.

After packing up the manuscripts for the live broadcast in the evening, Shen Ning walked out of the small courtyard, the garbage heap behind it had been cleaned up, sanitation workers were doing the final cleaning, and bricklayers were building flower beds, apparently to transform this place into a small garden.

The transformation of the surrounding environment has made the dirty mess that was previously known as the slum area also improved, and Shen Ning is quite comfortable about this.

The Ferrari G470 drove out in the direction of Huajing District during starting, Xiao Weiwei's kindergarten is located at the junction of Huajing District and Jinxiu District, Shen Ning is very familiar with this place in his memory.

Although it is not the highest configuration of the top luxury car, but the national limited edition G470 is not worse than the top luxury car in terms of performance and power.

It was originally half an hour away, but Shen Ning only took twenty minutes to reach his destination, and the G470 stepped on the accelerator, and the feeling of pushing his back suddenly appeared.

At this moment, it was exactly twelve o'clock at noon, and the children in the kindergarten were moving freely in the park, Shen Ning got out of the car and looked inside through the iron gate, looking for Shen Jiawei's little figure.

"Baba. The little guy sat on the edge of the flower bed, boredom shaking his little feet, inadvertently measured his body, and looked at Shen Ning for a moment, a happy smile suddenly appeared on his delicate little face, and then he staggered over.

"Uncle, this is my daughter. ”

Seeing the doorman looking at him with an unkind face, Shen Ning coughed dryly, pointed to Shen Jiawei, who was walking over leisurely, and walked in through the side door.