At seven o'clock, the morning light was faint.

Zhao Fusheng may have recognized the bed a little and woke up early, of course, in fact, he could continue to sleep in bed for a while, but unfortunately, Fan Baobao came to the hotel early and knocked on his door.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao standing at the door with a blank expression, not knowing what she was going to do.

Fan Baobao glared at him angrily: "Clean up and have breakfast." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Fusheng was stunned.

Immediately, Fan Baobao walked into the room without saying a word, looked left and right, and then laughed: "A person is quite well-behaved." ”

Zhao Fusheng was inexplicable, and immediately reacted to what her words meant, shook his head helplessly, and didn't bother to argue with her.

"You sit down first, I'll go wash up. Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything polite to Fan Baobao, he went to the bathroom to wash himself, and when he came out after washing, he found that Fan Baobao was already sitting there and picked up a book in the hotel and read it.

"Done?"

Raising his head and seeing Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao asked.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, and the two of them left the room together.

"You don't have to pay for my room. Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao as he walked: "I am a tolerance, and the company will reimburse me." ”

"Got it, who told you not to tell me earlier. Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng, obviously very dissatisfied with the fact that he let him spend a day's room fee yesterday.

Zhao Fusheng's face was full of grievances, she obviously stopped her yesterday, but she had to pay for it, and now she actually blames herself, women are really unreasonable creatures.

"Okay, okay, I don't remember villains, and I don't have the same knowledge as you. Fan Baobao quickly changed the topic and began to introduce Zhao Fusheng to the campus of Chinese opera.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, didn't talk nonsense, followed Fan Baobao for a while, and had a breakfast in the canteen of the Chinese opera.

"I still have class, don't you have something to do?" After eating, Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Well, if I'm done with the evening, I'll come to you." ”

Fan Baobao didn't say much, her personality is like this, she is very hot, she is very simple, she thought about it and said, "That agent, when will I contact her?"

Zhao Fusheng thought for a while, calculated what he had to do, and finally said: "In this way, No. 3, let's meet him then." ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Fan Baobao nodded, at this point, she was more convinced of Zhao Fusheng, after all, this guy is still her fiancé in name, the most important thing is that although she has been bullied by herself since she was a child, Fan Baobao knows very well that Zhao Fusheng is just letting herself.

Leaving the campus of Chinese opera, Zhao Fusheng came to the bus stop at the school gate alone, did not call a taxi, but after looking at the stop sign for a while, he got on a bus.

BJ in the morning light has a different kind of quiet taste, at this time BJ, there is no so-called limited travel and so many cars, most people go to work are bicycles, especially now is the time period for work in the morning, the bustling crowd, shoulder to shoulder, the river is endless.

Zhao Fusheng sat in the bus, and from time to time he passed by the courtyards, with blue bricks and green tiles, half-corner doors, and the style of the old BJ.

Ten years later, it's all gone.

There are a lot of people on the bus, most of them are old people who get up and walk early, and they are full of Beijing accent and Beijing rhyme, but they have a unique taste.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Fusheng showed a smile, perhaps, this is the last quiet moment of the ancient city of BJ, after a few years, people are gradually accustomed to the fast-paced life, used to skyscrapers rising from the ground, accustomed to the roar of the subway, and used to it, the world has become different from our cognition.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng himself is not the same as before.

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Mu Qingwan's company location is not bad, after all, a music company that can have an independent office building in the second ring road this year can be regarded as a relatively confident company in the industry.

However, the company's current singers are not strong enough, in Mu Qingqing's words, the music industry is too hot now, singers with a little bit of strength, those large record companies will sign them, and companies like Mu Qingwan are more than less than the top, but they are in an awkward position.

"You lived in the Chinese opera yesterday?" Mu Qingqing was already waiting for Zhao Fusheng at the door, and she also gave Zhao Fusheng the address before. Otherwise, Zhao Fusheng would not be able to find this side at all.

BJ City is so big, so big that even if Zhao Fusheng lived here for ten years, he would still get lost.

"Hmm. Zhao Fusheng nodded, didn't say much to Mu Qingqing, but looked at her and said, "Your aunt agreed?"

He didn't think that with Mu Qingwan's woman's character, he would agree to Mu Qingqing's suggestion so easily and let himself revise the arrangement of the song "Prose Poems Written by Father".

"Sort of. Mu Qingqing hesitated for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was not surprised by her hesitation, if Mu Qingwan casually agreed, he would feel strange.

"Well, let's go listen to the tune first. Zhao Fusheng thought about it and said to Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing nodded, and took Zhao Fusheng into the building.

The two of them entered the office building one after the other, Zhao Fusheng frowned, looked at the company's environment, and asked strangely: "Has your aunt's company changed its name?"

Mu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Yes, because a friend of my aunt has become a shareholder, she changed the name of the company to Allure Culture, what's wrong?"

"It's fine, it's just a little weird. Zhao Fusheng smiled and didn't ask again.

Since someone has joined the shares, it means that Mu Qingwan does not plan to stop in this industry, or rather, this woman's ambition is not small, but from the name of the company to a record company to a cultural company, it means that she intends to develop in an all-round way.

"Come on, let's go to the studio. Mu Qingqing said directly to Zhao Fusheng, it seems that he should have talked to Mu Qingwan last night, so he simply went directly to the recording studio today.

Zhao Fusheng didn't talk nonsense, followed Mu Qingqing to the recording studio, watched her ask someone to play a melody for herself, and listened to the whole song with a calm expression.

"How is it?" Mu Qingqing asked Zhao Fusheng, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, it was obvious that this was the version that Mu Qingwan was satisfied with.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, and was about to speak, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the door of the recording studio, and then the door was opened, and a group of people walked in.