Hu Yisheng sat in the back garden, wearing glasses, drinking West Lake Longjing.

He was flipping through a book - "The Self-cultivation of Actors".

He's in a pretty good mood right now, because last night he saw a hot topic on Weibo.

"Miracle - smashed by a ton of chandelier and still intact. ”

"Was it an accident or hype? Meng Zuo was discharged from the hospital safely. ”

Although the topics on Weibo are strange, at least it can be determined that Meng Zuo is fine.

He didn't need to confirm it again, it seemed a little childish.

Besides, Ai Qiqi was originally crying to him, but now she doesn't care about herself, which means that Meng Zuo should have returned home safely.

He also heard that Meng Zuo had a part of the shares of Changbaishan Company, and now he was a rich man, so he bought a villa for himself, and his eldest niece moved with Meng Zuo.

Thinking of this, Hu Yisheng smiled softly.

I'm afraid I'm going to have a niece and son-in-law in the future.

It's still the kind of big star.

"I thought about it, but I couldn't get it

What do you have to say?

It should be reluctant

Just talking about the past......"

Hu Yisheng turned his head sideways and looked at the mobile phone next to the tea table because the phone was ringing and vibrating.

It has the word Meng Zuo written on it.

Hu Yisheng looked up at the moonlight, the moon was rising, the sun had not set, but the sky was already dark.

"It's supposed to be dinner now, isn't it? Why does he show up every time I think of him?"

He complained weakly, admired his singing for a moment, and then answered the phone.

"Hey, Xiao Meng. ”

"Well, what do you ...... say?"

"It can be, but the company won't let any artist eat white food, as an artist, you have to be able to endure hardships, and you have to take on various schedules, to be honest, it's not easy for artists to be ......"

"Are you sure? Did she agree?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, then Hu Yisheng heard a vague conversation, and after a while, Meng Zuo replied to him again.

"Okay, today is Tuesday, I want to think about it, let your people come on Sunday, anyway, our show has stopped, I'll interview people alone. ”

"Ah, you don't know? There was such a big accident, and the above is no longer allowed to broadcast. Hu Yisheng said regretfully, "But fortunately, you have competed for the top ten labels, you have also obtained the company's A-level resources, and the show has not been completely killed, if there is a chance, there will be a second season." ”

"Oh yes, are you satisfied with the agent I arranged for you?" asked Hu Yisheng evilly, he heard the sound of his collar being tugged, and couldn't help but smile.

"It's good to be satisfied, I see that you and Kiki have a good relationship, so I'll push the boat down the river. ”

"You're calling this time just for an interview?"

"Oh, that's no problem, I'm the chairman of the company after all, interviewer, but ......"

Hu Yisheng laughed.

"I won't release the water just because you kid and I have a good relationship!"

He hung up the phone and began to talk to himself.

"This kid, what kind of fame is he doing, he has just debuted and is going to push other people into the entertainment industry?"

......

"OK!

Meng Zuo easily put down the phone and gestured to Qin Xiaoling.

"One phone call is done?" Qin Xiaoling's eyes widened, and her tongue couldn't be lowered.

"Well, it's not a big deal, it's easy to fix. ”

Meng Zuo did not forget to take the opportunity to pretend to be an X.

"Didn't you just call my uncle after a long time? I can do it too...... Hmm!" Ai Qiqi pursed her lips, but Meng Zuo held her head and was speechless.

Qin Xiaoling looked at the two living treasures and felt that the idol was the same as ordinary people, approachable, and no longer so restrained.

"But...... Can I?"

Qin Xiaoling has no bottom in her heart, she has sung songs, but she hums along with the music player in private, let alone singing under the nose of the interviewer, she is twenty-three years old and has never even been to KTV.

"Your voice is so good, it's absolutely fine, don't worry!" Meng Zuo patted Qin Xiaoling's shoulder, giving her some confidence.

"Hmm...... Hmmm!"

An ordinary sentence of concern is just a polite word to others, but when Meng Zuo said it, it is different.

It's not because Meng Zuo is more handsome, Meng Zuo is better and more talented.

It's because Meng Zuo has become Qin Xiaoling's night light, where the night light is, she will follow it.

At this time, Meng Zuo didn't know that the first artist when he opened his own company in the future was Qin Xiaoling.

"I have already told Hu Lao that he is the chief interviewer of East China Media Company, and he will personally interview you on Sunday, and when the time comes, you can sing a good song with your voice. ”

Meng Zuo swore a vouch.

"Ah, what am I singing?" Qin Xiaoling was stunned for a moment.

Many people are like this, they can hum a tune from time to time that they can't even think of the name of the song, but if someone suddenly asks you to sing a song, they are stupid and can't remember a whole song.

"Well, do you have a favorite song?" Meng Zuo asked tentatively.

"Yes, yes, yes. Qin Xiaoling nodded heavily, crossed her fingers and began to count, "There are "I Am a Little Bird", "Sailor", and "Song for Myself", ......"

"Stop, stop!" Meng Zuo quickly interrupted Qin Xiaoling's stupid hand-wrenching movements, "Isn't this all my song?"

"Yes, every time I search for music, I directly click on the charts, and then listen to the songs in order of ranking......" Qin Xiaoling said aggrievedly, "The top few have all been dominated by you recently!"

"Uh......"

Meng Zuo suddenly found that excellence would also bring a lot of trouble.

"Alas, it's all too good to cause trouble......" Meng Zuo sighed gloomily.

Before Ai Qiqi and Qin Xiaoling cast a glance of "Is this person stupid?", Meng Zuo adjusted back to a serious expression with lightning speed, and then continued to help Qin Xiaoling analyze the problem.

"It's really hard to handle your situation......

Qin Xiaoling's heart was half cold.

"I can't sing my songs anymore, after all, it's someone I introduced, and it's a bit cliché to sing those repetitive things, and there is nothing new in singing the previous pop songs......"

Meng Zuo frowned, rubbed his chin, and thought for a long time.

Qin Xiaoling leaned weakly on the sofa and pouted, indeed feeling a little embarrassed Meng Zuo.

It seems that there is no play.

But the next moment, Meng Zuo raised his head, his eyes shining.

"I'll write you one!"

Qin Xiaoling's body stiffened, and her heart, which was about to be cold, suddenly rose up and down.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Not only Qin Xiaoling, but even Ai Qiqi also snorted.

Write another one?

Do you think that writing songs is writing a running account, just come and come?

"What's wrong? Do you think I can't write songs?"

Meng Zuo raised his eyebrows, looked at Qin Xiaoling, and glanced at Ai Qiqi.

He thought to himself, what are you doing with Aiqiqi, isn't my "Ask" written right under your nose?

"No...... Why, it's just that the interview is coming up on Sunday, and I still need two or three days of practice, so I have too little time to write songs for you, and I'm afraid your pressure will be too great......"

Qin Xiaoling hurriedly shook her head.

"Don't worry, you have to believe in the strength of your idol. Meng Zuo smirked.

He suddenly remembered that a singer whose world represented an era had said, so he used it to paraphrase it.

"I can write a song in 10 minutes. ”

Qin Xiaoling covered her mouth, her eyes were filled with two completely different lights: doubt and yearning.

Meng Zuo didn't pay attention to Qin Xiaoling's expression.

He thought of the singer who was called one of the world's top ten musical geniuses, and was recalling the songs he had written.

Jay Chou, forever dripping God.

I can listen to a song written in ten minutes.

But there are too many of his songs, which one should I choose for Qin Xiaoling?

Meng Zuo thought about it, and suddenly thought of a song that Jay Chou wrote for Qin Shaohan back then.

"Honey, That's Not Love"

This song was claimed to have been created by Jay Chou in ten minutes at the time, and as soon as this song came out, it dominated countless charts.

"I'm going to think about it!"

Meng Zuo seemed to see the blue sky through the clouds and mist, suddenly brightened, and shouted loudly.

"Why are you yelling so loudly!" Ai Qiqi covered her ears with an impatient expression, "I'll talk about your song writing later, let's think about where Xiaoling lives first!"

"Huh?" Meng Zuo was stunned, "Where did she live before?"

"I rented a small house by myself, and it was ......," Qin Xiaoling whispered, but was interrupted by Ai Qiqi again.

"Meng Da Radish, are you stupid!" Ai Qiqi gritted her teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid that old fritter will secretly retaliate and go to the downstairs card point in Xiaoling Community?"

"Then what do you say?" Meng Zuo asked rhetorically.

"That's it!" Ai Qiqi hugged Qin Xiaoling, "Sister these days, you will sleep in my house first." ”

"Yo! you're so generous~" Meng Zuo was incompetent and furious.

"Do you have an opinion?" said Akiki, glaring.

Meng Zuo snorted, rose to the ground, and then ...... I went to find a pen and paper, and began to write a song.

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