Hearing this, Zhou Yan suddenly put down the watering can, and walked back to the room quickly and silently, and after a while, before Zou Wenhuai chased in, she had already taken a small notebook out, walked to Zou Wenhuai, opened it, and showed it to him. ○

"Is that the name?" she asked.

Zou Wenhuai's eyes widened and he looked at the book.

There are a total of four lines of words on it, the font is clean and upright, and the first line of them is clearly written - Li Qian, the first class of the 96th class of the Photography Department of the Shuntian Film Academy.

Zou Wenhuai was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he raised his head and said with some hesitation: "I've heard that he seems to have been admitted to film school, but is he studying photography or not...... Uh, this, probably...... Probably not that many duplicate names?"

Zhou Yan looked at him, her eyes clear and cold.

After a few moments, she closed the little notebook with a "snap" and stood still.

But soon, Zou Wenhuai became excited, "Damn......! This...... Sister-in-law, this kid is your one, right?

After a pause, he unconsciously turned around twice on the spot, looking excited and unable to distinguish between north and south, east and west, strode to the kitchen door, and asked, "Mother Wu, is that kid not short? Does he have to be 1.8 meters...... About 1.85 meters? Is it a little tanned? Isn't it very handsome...... But...... But it seems quite powerful? Doesn't it look very calm, not at all like a ten-year-old boy?"

He crackled, and as soon as he opened his mouth, several questions slammed through. Wu's mother was cutting vegetables, and listened to him ask for a long time in a daze. In the end, he just nodded. "That's right! That's what you said!"

Zou Wenhuai clapped his hands excitedly!

And then. He clenched his fists and was excited as if a footballer had won the championship, and he couldn't wait to shout a few times when he saw it!

After a while, he ran back to Zhou Yan who was in a daze, and asked excitedly: "You realize that now, he must have known who you are, right?

He reached out and grabbed Zhou Yan's shoulder and shook it vigorously a few times. conAd1(); Zhou Yan finally came back to her senses, but she still looked at him blankly with that calm and quiet gaze, without saying a word.

But it doesn't matter, Zou Wenhuai has already got his own answer.

"Ha-ha-ha!"

He finally couldn't help it, and looked up to the sky and laughed three times.

"Catch up! Catch up! This time it's really just in time!" he clenched his fists excitedly and walked around in front of Zhou Yan, "No wonder! No wonder! No wonder he behaved very well when he heard that I was your agent...... Very...... How to say, kind, yes, kind! Who would have thought that. Quietly, the relationship between the two of you is so good!"

Speaking of which. He turned his head excitedly to look at Zhou Yan, looking itchy and unbearable, looking at the meaning, if the person opposite was not Zhou Yan, he couldn't wait to even ask "Did you two go to bed"!

However, even so, he couldn't help but say: "Okay, what is fate? What is luck? This is fate, this is luck! Look, if you go out for a walk, you can meet him casually...... And then the relationship is so good! You think, you're a singer, he's a gold medal producer, a gold medal musician...... And let me tell you, the best thing is that when you two know each other and get along, he knows who you are, but you don't know who he is, so, do you think, knowing each other in this case, this feeling must be different from knowing each other's identities, right?"

At this point, he spun around twice, turned to the kitchen, and seemed to want to say something, but after thinking about it, he stopped again, and muttered to himself: "No, at least not today!

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Zhou Yan, with a look of hope, and said: "Sister-in-law, let Mother Wu prepare more good dishes, you call Li Qian, and ask him to come over for a drink tomorrow, how about it? Tomorrow weekend, he should be free! When the time comes, I will come over, let's take advantage of the drinking time to directly give him a song for you and help you make an album, will it be successful?"

Until this time, Zou Wenhuai had gone crazy in a circle, and Zhou Yan seemed to be just beginning to slowly come back to her senses. conAd2(); She glanced up at Zou Wenhuai, as if she didn't understand why Zou Wenhuai had such crazy excitement, but it seemed that her eyes were calm and quiet, and she didn't care about what happened in front of her just now.

After a pause, she turned her head to look at the kitchen and shouted, "Wu Ma!

Mother Wu quickly walked to the door with a kitchen knife and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, Miss?"

Zhou Yan said calmly: "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat, just do your own share at noon!"

Wu's mother was stunned when she heard this, and Zou Wenhuai was even more dumbfounded and stunned.

Zhou Yan lowered her head, pinched the small notebook in her hand, and then silently lowered her head and stepped into the room, and then, she turned around and glanced at Zou Wenhuai, who was standing stunned in the courtyard, her eyes were cold.

Under the stunned gaze of Wu's mother and Zou Wenhuai, she withdrew her gaze, thought about it, and closed the door with a snap.

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It was getting dark.

Zhou Yan nestled in the sofa, motionless.

There were several cardboard boxes on the coffee table in front of her, and there were many album CDs piled up next to the boxes. A few of them were singled out, and the plastic seals had been broken, and the beautifully printed lyrics were opened and thrown there.

The room was filled with singing.

"No matter how time and space change, how the world changes, your love is always in my heart, do you understand ......?"

Liao Liao's magnetic voice, lazy and unique singing with strength and perseverance, echoed and brewed in the room. conAd3();

"I want to ask him if he knows my heart, don't let me wander in uneasiness, how much I have to change for you to keep you, I wait anxiously in hope. You didn't see it......"

One song. Another song.

These CDs. Zou Wenhuai brought it before, and every once in a while, he would always bring a small box.

But before, Zhou Yan had never opened it to listen to these songs, and compared to the works of these domestic singers, she preferred to listen to some foreign things.

Because in her cognition, these people who make music in China are willing to work hard to explore and cultivate in the direction of urban love songs. It's too few, even if there are occasionally some singers like her who are also doing this part and trying to do this piece, but to be honest, the similar works that can really bring her inspiration and nutrition, and at the same time make her feel very enjoyable, are still mostly from the English-speaking cultural areas - the United States, the United Kingdom, and even the urban love songs made by the French are much more mature than those in China. Not to mention that Zhou Yan is a person who is very fond of opera.

But now, she dug through all the CDs and tapes that she had been accumulating for years. put Liao Liao's, the Five Elements of Wusu, and the single He Runqing that Zou Wenhuai once mentioned in his memory. Find them all.

Then, she listened from the beginning.

The album of "Sister and Sister Stand Up" by Wuxing Wusu is full of weight and diverse styles, but to be honest, the singing skills of those five girls are really too scum in Zhou Yan's opinion - straight, bland, and no aftertaste.

Therefore, although that song, mainly the eight songs of Li Qian's famous songwriter, is indeed quite of quality, Zhou Yan still only listened to it twice, and then replaced it with He Runqing's "Half a Pot of Yarn", and then it was Liao Liao's first album "Liao Liao".

He Runqing and Liao Liao's singing skills are undoubted.

The excellence of works such as "Persistence", "Wild Flowers", and "Cheers, Friend" is unquestionable.

Zhou Yan listened to it over and over again, and after hearing it, she couldn't even remember how many times she had listened to it.

Of course, she was always listening while her mind wandered.

In the middle of listening, how long she was distracted, even she didn't know.

Suddenly, she picked up the remote control on the coffee table, raised her hand, and turned off the CD player.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Through the transparent glass window, you can see the light coming from the kitchen.

The mobile phone was beside her, and Zhou Yan touched it and began to dial - it was the number that had been memorized in recent days!

However, before the number was dialed, she stopped again.

Delete, delete, delete.

Throw away the phone.

She continued to be in a daze.

Then, turning her head to look at her phone, she couldn't help but take it again.

The phone was held in her hand, and her fingers were above the buttons, but for a long time, her fingers did not fall.

Then, throw it away again.

But after a few minutes, she picked up her phone again.

And just like that, I don't know how many times I repeated.

Finally, she took a deep breath, one number at a time, pressed all the phone numbers of the eleven digits, and then hung her finger over the dial-out button.

But in the end...... Delete, delete, delete!

Throw your phone away!

She held her head in her hands in some distress.

She didn't need to ask anyone, she could already know that he was him.

She wanted to give him a call.

It doesn't matter if you blame, complain, rejoice, or be happy, but it's just such a phone call, she can say anything, but she can't make a call!

Is it because of concealment?

No, apparently not!

Until that day, I hadn't even asked his name, but what did it matter?

Compared to the feeling of haunting dreams and fascination, compared to the feeling of heart-to-heart connection and breathing together, his name and his phone number are not really important, they are only needed because there is that person hidden behind them, and with these things, it can make it easier for her to find that person - that's all.

Therefore, his name is Li Qian, his name is Wang Qian, and his name is Zhao Qian...... Unimportant!

So, he's a photography enthusiast, he's a hobbyist, he's a freshman in film school, or he's a famous gold medal musician and gold producer in the pop music industry...... Unimportant!

As long as he is him, it is enough!

Could it be because of the so-called "talent"?

No, apparently not.

She vividly remembered that she had said to him personally, "You are exceptional!"

Moreover, if it weren't for his talent, would he have had a heart-to-heart connection with a big boy who looked at least a few years younger than him at first glance?

Although when I heard his song "Sister", when I saw the two movie scripts of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" and "Dragon Babu", when I saw his bad paintings, I didn't know that he was a person who could write songs...... But talent is talent.

Talent is never a sin.

What's more, she knows that she loves his talent.

I love "Sister", "Smiling Proud Jianghu", "Dragon Babu", and the bad painting that is full of thoughts but trapped in clumsy skills.

But something is wrong, something is wrong, something is wrong.

It seems that all of a sudden, when a certain news came, when he suddenly changed and suddenly became a famous musician in the industry, and even Zou Wenhuai was excited because he could help him get the work from him, that feeling, the feeling that made her heart and soul and pray well, suddenly not right.

I can't tell, I can't tell.

It was completely dark outside the window.

Again, she picked up her phone and stared intently at the fluorescent keys in the dark.

Fingers sticking out.

She thought: I'm going to have to hear what he has to say, don't I?

He's so smart, he understands me so well, maybe he just needs a few simple words, and that feeling is right?

However, the finger hovers above the button and does not fall.

Suddenly, the phone rings.

Zhou Yan was startled, and when she looked down, it was actually his name.

Almost subconsciously, she was about to reach out to connect, but she hesitated, but still braked the car.

After a few moments, she suddenly reached out and pressed the reject button.

Then, she thought for a moment and started dialing.

The phone was quickly connected, but the bell rang before the door was suddenly pushed open.

Zhou Yan turned her head to look over, and by the bright light from the kitchen, she could see clearly that it was her agent Zou Wenhuai and the nanny Wu Ma.

In the dark shadow in the light, Zou Wenhuai's voice sounded, "Sister-in-law, are you okay? You're scared me to death!"

In the dark, Zhou Yan's eyes were shining.

She looked at Zou Wenhuai calmly and said calmly, "You know what I want, right?"

Zou Wenhuai let out a "uh" sound, and didn't seem to react for a while, but he still nodded subconsciously and said, "Of course, how many years have we been cooperating!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yan continued to say in that extremely calm voice: "Then you can help me choose a company, I want to continue singing!"

Zou Wenhuai opened his mouth in surprise.

But after a while, Zhou Yan continued: "I only have one request, I don't want Li Qian's songs! I don't want him to make an album for me!"

***

Well, the recent form is really not good. I haven't written a book very seriously, this is the first time I've been writing for a few months in a row, and I've been writing every day, to be honest, this feeling, it's a bit stressful, and I'm not used to it. However, I have been actively trying to adjust my state, both physically and mentally, and I am sure that I will soon find the rhythm I need for this kind of continuous codeword, both physically and mentally.

In addition, I haven't calculated it carefully, but it is roughly estimated that there will be about 100,000 words written in October, less than 200,000 words, compared to 230,000 words in September, well, I am a little ashamed, but it will be November soon, and I still want to ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket in November, I hope you can continue to support me!

Finally, I'll try to continue the double shift tomorrow.

Bow, apologize, thank you, ask for votes. (To be continued......)

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