The sunlight shines through the thin curtains and shines in the room, reflecting the warmth of people's faces.

The little fox pillowed Wang Hao's arm, his head arched between his neck, his hand rested in a position that was quite unspeakable, and a bright jade leg hung dishonestly on his strong leg.

Wang Hao opened his eyes, a trace of swelling and pain hit, he moved his body carefully, and looked at the sunlight reflected in the window, the last time he woke up at this time, he didn't remember when it was.

The hand wandered, rubbing the girl in his arms, the skin was like brocade and soft as cotton, and this night slept wonderfully and painfully...

It is best described as "one city, two heavens, the sun in the east and the rain in the west".

Her warm snort tickled her neck, and she couldn't help but twist it slightly.

"Huh..."

The little fox was confused, slowly opened his eyes, rubbed in his arms, and then hummed, "What time is it?"

Wang Hao was too lazy to get up and take his mobile phone, so he estimated it and said, "Half past seven to eight o'clock." ”

"Oh, it's still early, let's sleep for a while..." After speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned his soft body forward.

Wang Hao didn't have the habit of sleeping back, he stroked her hair, feeling that everything had not changed, but it had changed again, and they looked at each other's secrets, becoming more intimate and more intimate.

After waiting for a while, he suddenly remembered the business card from yesterday.

I got out of bed in a natural outfit and rummaged through my clothes to find business cards and mobile phones.

"It's ugly!" The little fox squinted his eyes, looked at this shameless virtue, pursed his lips, and said, "Give me my mobile phone." ”

When Wang Hao heard this, he went through the little fox's bag again, found his mobile phone, and walked back.

"Oh, here you go. ”

Wang Hao leaned on the head of the bed and fiddled with the business card in his hand, weighing how to deal with it.

Bi Xiaoshi, a famous musician. can conduct, arrange, produce, and has written songs for many stars.

Like: "Blue Night, Blue Dream" Mao Ning, "Tell You Gently" Yang Yuying, "Unfamiliar Emotion" Su Rui, "Ravine Valley" Na Ying, etc....

In addition to these, he also has many names, all of which are well-known, such as the director of the Musicians Association, the director of the Music Copyright Association...

The most important thing is that he is the president of the newly formed Beijing Sea Butterfly Music.

It can be said that in the industry of playing music, he is the last big man.

Wang Hao attaches the most importance to this, the SP platform business under development and Renren Music Network need to deal with music copyright, if you can catch this relationship, I believe that the convenience of operation will be much greater.

Of course, it doesn't matter if there is no stubble, he dialed the phone with the mentality of having dates or not.

"Hello, I'm Wang Hao, thank you for dinner. ”

"Oh~ Hello, hello!" the voice on the other end of the phone paused before reacting.

Bi Xiaoshi laughed and said, "I'm very interested in your impromptu performance at Lao Mo last night. ”

"I laughed and entertained myself. Wang Hao said politely under the harassment of the little fox.

I only listened to the voice on the phone, and said: "If those two songs are produced well, they must be very good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are classics." ”

In the end, he is a professional, his knowledge is indeed not ordinary, and he doesn't copy all the golden songs. Wang Hao thought secretly, "Mr. Bi, you're laughing, just sing and sing to make your girlfriend happy, it's not enough to worry about it." ”

The politeness was almost over, Wang Hao paused, "I don't know what Mr. Bi has any advice?"

"Why don't you make an appointment for a meal and talk together?" the other end of the line muttered for a moment.

"Of course, I'm honored. ”

...

Hung up the phone politely, just put down the phone, pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, the little fox slowly climbed on top of him, his little hand paddled his chin, his little face was cocked, and he smiled: "Yesterday, that person was going to have a treat again." ”

Look at that look is a bit of a "why don't you go eat again".

Wang Hao rubbed his fingers against her smooth back and smiled, "Come on, you, it's not enough." ”

"Cut! Don't eat for nothing, don't eat for nothing. ”

"Alright, get up, I'll have to take you to an etiquette class in a moment. Wang Hao held her little face and kissed it.

Before the little fox could speak, her phone rang.

The little fox casually pulled the phone and raised his eyes to take a look.

The girl sat up suddenly, and hurriedly said, "Shhh, don't speak." ”

Suddenly slapped on the vital point, Wang Hao sighed, faced the little fox's nervous and embarrassed face, and asked curiously: "Who?"

"My dad!"

... In an instant, Wang Hao felt the muscles all over his body tighten, and he almost slept the girl completely without knowing it, and if her father knew about it, she had to pick his skin? !

Wang Hao hurriedly pouted his waist and motioned for her to come down.

The little fox sat on it and twisted before sitting next to it.

Although he was apprehensive at this time, he still couldn't help but be angry, this girl has been convinced that he can't do it, no, he can't, it's not good, anyway, that's what it means, and the temptation of changing the law in the middle of the night, or tossing him.

Presumptuous!

Wang Hao flashed his right hand at her angrily, and the nails on his slender fingers were round and round, as if they were shining brightly.

The little fox wrinkled his nose, glanced at him, and couldn't help but be shy when he thought of the peaks again and again. However, she still thinks that there is something shortcoming, and her heart is always empty after calming down...

The mobile phone rang one after another, and the little fox put his finger to his lips, signaling him to silence and connect the phone.

"Well. Hey, Dad!" the girl pretended to be awake from sleep.

"Well, I just woke up. ”

"No, you don't have to pick me up, I'm going to get up and go to class. ”

"No, it's an extracurricular tutorial class, yes, studying... I paid it with my own pocket money... I can't study, if I don't learn, you ask me to be motivated, and if I learn, you don't believe it....

You don't care, don't worry! Well, go home and eat at noon. Got it, got it, can you not be verbose...."

After speaking, she threw away the phone, hid her head in the quilt, pouted her ass and arched, for fear that Wang Hao would laugh at her, and suddenly arched out, "How is it so damp." ”

Wang Hao patted her and said, "Who are you asking? I don't know." ”

"Oh, it's too stuffy, it's normal, isn't it raining on duty, the tide is normal. The girl suddenly looked at him left and right.

Wang Hao held back a smile, took out a new set of underwear and skirt from the bag and pulled it to her together, and said, "Ma slip up! I'll have something to do in a while." ”

At this time, he had already changed his clothes, for fear that his father would come out of the phone and fight with him.

The little fox is neat in dressing, according to the method taught by the waiter yesterday, he fished the left side and the right side, and then put a set of skirts and put it in front of the mirror, and he was also very satisfied, and his little face was radiant and transparent.

After washing, the two tiptoed downstairs. Wang Hao was afraid that Sister Xiaoou would hear the sound, and closing the door was like sliding the door and picking the lock.

Hiding left and right still did not escape the almighty Chaoyang masses, Wang Hao led a girl downstairs early in the morning, but it was strangely tight, the neighbors looked sideways, and he smiled and greeted the uncles and aunts.

Three steps and two steps into the car, hurriedly set off, breakfast simply bought on the way.

........

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

When I saw Bi Xiaoshi, I said that I was inviting him to dinner, but what else did Nima eat at this time?

But fortunately, he went to the company in the morning to take a look, poured chicken soup for the technical nerds, and discussed the next work arrangement with Liu Qing, anyway, he was not idle.

Since he had time, he came out of the company at noon, picked up the little fox and sent her home, from Chaoyang to Xuanwu, he didn't let the girl go home alone.

"Newlywed Yan'er", parting naturally reluctantly, kissed and kissed, Wang Hao left a set of spare keys at home for her, and the little fox was satisfied, and left.

Bi Xiaoshi led him around, through the alleys and streets, to the East Cotton Hutong Bar.

The bar has a lot of personality and the walls are full of bottles.

Wang Hao was stunned for a while, but he can understand when he thinks about it, musicians like to be different whenever and wherever they are, emphasizing individuality. It seems that even if the person in front of him sits in a high position, it has not erased his musical personality.

Bars, in the Celestial Empire, initially appeared in a very "cultural" and rebellious attitude, a kind of acquiescence of the city to the late night no return, but it quietly appeared more and more in the corners of the metropolis of the Celestial Empire, becoming the world of young people and the place where subculture took place.

People with all kinds of emotions gather here, soak in the bar, and vent their helplessness and excess emotions.

There are also men and women who come to the family due to high work pressure, endless disputes in the family, or various reasons, reasons, excuses, and admiration.

With a short break, come to the bar to vent their long-standing frustration, release their dissatisfaction and entanglement, enjoy a primitive pleasure, and return to the original day.

Wang Hao looked around and felt that the owner of this bar was a wonderful person.

The decoration is distinctive, the lighting is dazzling, but not so noisy, and the music is also full of personality, sometimes soft and sometimes vigorous, and the bar enjoys singing and dancing, listening to music, chatting, drinking and drinking tea.

"The boss is a fellow countryman in Shangyuan, and when he is fine, he will always come to talk and listen to the local sound. ”

Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything, he didn't gossip, he just let the guest go.

Bi Xiaoshi is a good musician, in all aspects, and can even be said to be a good man who has lost a certain quality.

But obviously, this man with profound personality charm does not know much about Wang Hao's psychology, and chatted about some children's topics after sitting down.

Wang Hao smiled and looked at Bi Xiaoshi, who was a little depressed, and decided to open the skylight and say something bright.

"Mr. Bi, I think we can talk about music, or something more specific. I believe that when the capital Haidie was first built, you don't have so much time to waste on meaningless things. ”

Bi Xiaoshi paused for a moment, thinking, no wonder the other party on the phone was not curious about who he was at all, but his details were indeed easy to find, so he smiled with relief and said:

"It's not boasting, in the industry I am known for being decisive, resolute, and keen-eyed, and I listened to the songs you wrote that day, do you know how I feel?"

Wang Hao looked at Bi Xiaoshi, he knew that there would be an explanation.

He took a sip of wine and said, "Casual atmosphere, when you sing, it's as if no one around you exists, only you, or only the person you sing to, do you understand? ”

When Bi Xiaoshi talks about music, it is like a changed person, full of passion!

Wang Hao nodded, of course he understood, the voice would not deceive, from the heart, wholeheartedly, and with good singing skills, it would not be bad.

"I don't know if I can ask you a question. Bi Xiaoshi asked suddenly.

"Of course. Wang Hao nodded.

"Do you want to be a star?" Bi Xiaoshi thought for a while and emphasized: "I have made albums for many artists, you have that kind of taste, how to say it, in layman's terms, it is handsome, artistic, and the most important thing is that you can handle the "atmosphere". ”

In fact, he made an appointment with Wang Hao today not as a musician, but as the president of Haidie.

As the president, he has two ambitions, one is to break the existing business model of "overseas newcomers must first become popular in Taiwan before they can be sold", and the other is to create a few representative singers to show their strength.

The former pinned his hopes on JJ, who was in service, and Wang Hao, who was found in the Moscow restaurant, met the vision and requirements of his latter goal!

Wang Hao, who originally came with the idea of selling songs and climbing a relationship, suddenly felt a pile of grass and mud horses galloping by...

I'll go!

It's the second time!

When did the mantra in the entertainment industry become "Do you want to be a star"?

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PS: Meng Xin asks for a recommendation and collection! Troublesome old iron who is too lazy to do it, raise your noble hand, thank you!