Song Zheng drank too much and stayed directly at Guo Baochang's house, and the next day, he was woken up by a phone call early in the morning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey!?"

Song Zheng's voice was weak, he didn't know where his soul was floating at this time, yesterday the old man played extraordinarily, and he was stuffed into a bottle of Moutai alone, he was a junior, and in front of the old man for the New Year, he didn't dare to be a chicken thief, so he could only sacrifice his life to accompany him.

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear anyone talking over there, Song Zheng thought it was a mistake, and was about to hang up the phone, when he heard a sentence from there: "The weather is good today, come out and sit!"

Song Zheng was stunned, if he put others aside, he probably wouldn't be able to hear who it was, but this voice could never be wrong, and it was definitely Dou Shenxian who spoke slowly.

Hearing that it was Dou Wei calling, Song Zheng immediately became energetic, and the three souls and seven spirits all returned to their places: "Brother! You are my own brother! You can be regarded as showing up, the soundtrack of my play ~~~~~~"

It has been two months since he handed over the soundtrack of "Life and Death" to Dou Wei to do, during which Song Zheng called Dou Wei countless times, each time he turned off his phone, and called He Yong, but he was told that he couldn't find it at all, and the teahouse and bar that Dou Wei often went to went, but Dou Wei hadn't been to it at all recently, and He Yong had also looked for it at home, so he was alone with his home.

If Dou Wei doesn't bubble up again, Song Zheng plans to wait for the New Year and go to the police station to report the missing person.

Dou Wei chuckled, as calm as ever, not disturbed by Song Zheng's eager tone at all, otherwise, how to say, people have become immortals, look at this realm, it is definitely the road where Mount Tai collapsed on the top and his face did not change.

"I'll be waiting for you over there at the bar where we last met!"

Song Zheng heard Dou Wei's tone, knew that he was going to hang up the phone, and was about to speak, but was blocked by Dou Wei again: "That's right! Happy New Year!"

Syllable!

This time it's really hanging!

Song Zheng was stunned for a long time, and almost dragged his mobile phone to the wall, but in the end he was still distressed and didn't take action.

Thinking about his first work, Song Zheng hurriedly got up and got dressed, and when he went out, Guo Baochang and his wife were serving food to the table.

"Yo! Get up early enough, I'm still thinking that you won't have to sleep until noon before you get up!" Guo Baochang said with a smile, seeing that Song Zheng was dressed neatly, and even put on his coat, "Are you going to go out!? Wait until you have breakfast before leaving! Your aunt specially made Hu spicy soup for you, hangover!"

Song Zheng's mind is now full of his "Life and Death Line", not to mention Hu spicy soup, even if it is Qiong Jelly and Jade Liquid, he can't drink it!

Good guy, Dou Wei tossed for two months, if he couldn't see some results, Song Zheng would have to be crazy.

"Uncle, I'm in a hurry here, the soundtrack of my "Life and Death Line" has been settled, I have to hurry up and take a look! I'll come back to see you!"

When Guo Baochang heard this, he knew that this was the right matter, and said: "It's okay! You go to yours, be careful on the road, talk if you have something, don't be embarrassed!"

Song Zheng hurriedly answered, said hello to Liu Gege again, and hurriedly went downstairs to get in the car, and went straight to the bar that was more like a teahouse when he met Dou Wei last time.

Song Zheng could only park the car at the mouth of the alley, trot all the way in, and searched for a long time before finding the door.

Without the waiter's pointing, Song Zheng went directly to the place where Dou Wei sat last time, and sure enough, Dou Wei was making tea with a look of enjoyment.

Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes and looked at it, pressed his fingers lightly, and motioned for Song Zheng to sit down.

Everyone has become an immortal, but Song Zheng is still a layman!

"Brother Dou, the soundtrack of my play~~~~~" Song Zheng couldn't help but ask as soon as he sat down, the most important thing for him now is that play, before and after, counting the salaries of him and Lin Xinru, he smashed eight million into it, even if it was thrown into the water, he had to listen to it.

Don't think that the soundtrack is just an auxiliary to a film and television work, in many film and television works, a wonderful soundtrack can even play a role in sublimating the work itself.

Song Zheng handed over the soundtrack to Dou Wei to do, because he valued Dou Wei's musical talent, and Lu Chuan's "Looking for a Gun" was Dou Wei's soundtrack, and everyone who has watched the movie knows what the effect is.

Song Zheng was in a hurry, but Dou Wei still didn't look slow, looked up at Song Zheng, smiled faintly, and said, "It's done, I just don't know if it suits your heart!"

When Song Zheng heard this, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, when he handed over this job to Dou Wei, he was not without worry, what he was most worried about was that Dou Wei was like giving the soundtrack to "Looking for a Gun", a toss is half a year.

Lu Chuan is waiting, Song Zheng can't wait, millions of dollars are trapped by this TV series, and he is not sure.

"Brother Dou, when can I ~~~~~~ take a look!"

Dou Wei frowned, and said after a while: "You are becoming more and more philistine now, drink this cup of tea first, and give you a quiet mind!"

Song Zheng listened, and felt aggrieved in his heart, yes, the philistine is the philistine, follow the immortals, I am afraid that anyone will become a vulgar philistine.

With something in his heart, no matter how good the tea is, Song Zheng can't taste it, compared with Dou Wei's leisurely complacency, he is completely a rough man.

Dou Wei put down the teacup, suddenly smiled, and said, "Let's go!

Song Zheng hurriedly got up, helped Dou Wei take the bag, and beckoned the waiter to settle the bill, only to be told that Dou Wei often made guest appearances as a waiter here, and he was free here.

And this one!

I have to say that a person can live as freely and freely as Dou Wei, and it also needs a realm, at least Song Zheng asked himself if he couldn't do it, he still had to compete for fame and fortune in this world, and he didn't have that state of mind like Dou Wei, and he would go into seclusion safely.

With Dou Wei's fame, as long as he is willing to nod, there are definitely countless people who are willing to pay him to sing, but he would rather be peaceful than bow to the world.

With Dou Wei's current state, even if someone told Song Zheng tomorrow that he would witness Dou Wei's daytime ascension, he would not feel strange.

Walking out of the alley, Song Zheng was just about to beckon Dou Wei to get on the car, but who knew that people walked straight to a bicycle.

"You also know my studio, you go first, I'll be there soon!"

After Dou Wei finished speaking, he rode his bicycle and left first.

Song Zheng looked at it, was stunned for a long time, and muttered to himself: "This guy has really become an immortal." ”