Chapter 59: A Quiet Cafe
After eating, Uncle Zhao proposed that Qin Xuan and Zhao Mozhi go out for a walk, so as to deepen the relationship between the two, looking at Uncle Zhao's Qin Xuan, who had some ideas, he couldn't cry or laugh a little, what is the status of his daughter now, isn't his old man clear, and he still needs to go on a blind date in a hurry?
After complaining in his heart, Qin Xuan still nodded in agreement and went out of the room with Zhao Mozhi. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
After all, instead of staying at home and playing chess with Uncle Zhao, Qin Xuan was still willing to go out with a beautiful woman.
After going out, Qin Xuan and Zhao Mozhi both breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Where are you going now," Zhao Mozhi, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked ahead and said.
"I don't know, I don't know if there is a good place for the big singers?" Qin Xuan said jokingly.
"Okay, since you don't know, how about we go to one of the cafes I used to go to?"
"Listen to me. ”
After the words fell, Qin Xuan followed Zhao Mozhi and walked towards a café not far away.
In a quiet private room, Zhao Mozhi took off his sunglasses.
"Whew, when I wasn't famous before, I didn't have to prepare anything when I wanted to come to this café, but now that I'm famous, I come here less often, and I have to be on guard against being secretly photographed or something, which is very tiring," Zhao Mozhi said.
"It's normal, there are gains and losses. ”
Qin Xuan said with a faint smile.
"You kid is not old, but you can see everything very clearly," Zhao Mozhi said with a smile after taking a sip of coffee.
"Hehe, these have nothing to do with age, many things can still be obtained from books. ”
"Oh, what books do you read? ”
"A lot!"
"A lot is how many. ”
Seeing that Zhao Mozhi was still going to ask, Qin Xuan was helpless, "You just want to know so?"
"It's nothing, it's just to ease the atmosphere," Zhao Mozhi smiled, "By the way, I heard that you met my old man playing chess?"
"Well, what's wrong," Qin Xuan nodded.
"You can actually put up with his chess skills, which makes me have to sigh at your ability to endure, or you can't play chess at all. ”
Hearing Zhao Mozhi's words, Qin Xuan sighed deeply, "Alas, one misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred." ”
Seeing Qin Xuan sighing there like an old man, Zhao Mozhi pursed his lips and said, "Oh, tell me, what's going on?"
"Like you, forced to go on a blind date. ”
"Poof," Zhao Mozhi, who had just taken a sip of coffee, squirted out when he heard Qin Xuan's words.
Then he hurriedly pulled out a piece of paper, wiped the coffee from his mouth, and looked at Qin Xuan with an expression of disbelief.
"You're on a blind date too?"
Qin Xuan nodded.
"But how old are you, your mother doesn't have to be in such a hurry!"
"Alas, who knows, the blind date is the child of my aunt's family, my mother is to let us cultivate feelings, but unfortunately we don't look down on each other, so we blow it like this, but my mother always whispers in my ear, I can't stand it and escape, and then I meet your old man, and what happened after that, I think you also know. ”
Seeing Qin Xuan's sad face, Zhao Mozhi nodded sympathetically, and then looked at Qin Xuan with sympathetic eyes, "I didn't expect you to suffer such a distress as well." ”
"In that case, I think you can understand my feelings," Zhao Mozhi said.
Qin Xuan said, "Yes, but you are so old, it is natural for Uncle Zhao to be anxious." ”
"You traitor," Zhao Mozhi saw that the situation of the two was so similar, Qin Xuan could actually say such things, which made her previous good impression of Qin Xuan instantly cleared.
"It's not a question of whether you're a traitor or not, you should think about the old man. ”
"Forget it, don't talk about it, I thought I could get rid of my old man's nagging when I came out, but I didn't expect to accept your nagging when I came out. Zhao Mozhi's face changed, stopping Qin Xuan from continuing to say what he wanted to say.
"Okay," Qin Xuan had no choice but to say this, after all, he and Zhao Mozhi were not related, and some words could only be said in moderation.
The private room was instantly quiet, and Zhao Mozhi didn't know where to take out a notebook and began to write on it.
Seeing Zhao Mozhi doing his own thing alone, Qin Xuan picked up the coffee in front of him and savored it carefully.
After drinking a cup of coffee, Qin Xuan felt a little urgent, so he got up and wanted to say sorry to Zhao Mozhi, but seeing Zhao Mozhi's frowning brows and thoughtful face, he pressed down what he wanted to say, quietly walked past Zhao Mozhi's side, opened the door carefully, and walked out.
Outside, after Qin Xuan's eyes looked around, he saw the hint of the bathroom, so he walked in that direction.
After coming back, Qin Xuan saw Zhao Mozhi, who had not changed much since he went out, and when he passed by her side, he saw her drawing a simple stave on the paper, and she was thinking about filling in the lyrics on it.
After sitting down, Qin Xuan didn't make a sound to disturb, after all, in the creative process, it is very important to have a quiet environment.
After drinking a cup of coffee again, Qin Xuan saw that Zhao Mozhi was unconsciously ravaging his hair, as if he had fallen into a bottleneck, and after a while, Zhao Mozhi irritably picked up the coffee that had already cooled in front of him and drank it directly.
At this time, Qin Xuan slowly spoke, "Are you writing songs?"
Hearing Qin Xuan's words, Zhao Mozhi, who had finished drinking coffee, suddenly woke up, he was in a coffee house, not in his own room.
Zhao Mozhi smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect ...... because of some things just now."
Before Zhao Mozhi could finish speaking, Qin Xuan interrupted, "It's nothing, every creator will always devote their full attention when creating a work." ”
Seeing that Qin Xuan was empathetic, Zhao Mozhi smiled, "You asked me just now that I was writing songs?"
Qin Xuan nodded.
"Well, I'm actually writing songs, after all, I'm going to have an album in a while, but I'm still missing a piece. ”
After Zhao Mozhi finished speaking, her brows furrowed.
Seeing such a situation, Qin Xuan was surprised, "With your current status, I don't think you will be in a difficult situation because of a song!"
"Hehe, you don't know, I'm going to hit the position of the queen of Chinese, so I have high requirements for the quality of the songs on the new album, my agent has invited several very famous songwriters in Chinese now, but in addition to those who can no longer be created in the near future, several other mentors have agreed, and the songs have been delivered, but the songs of the album are still a few behind. ”
Zhao Mozhi paused and said, "I commissioned someone again, asking the songwriter who has sealed the pen to create a few songs, but except for one who agreed, the others still did not agree, and then, alas!"
Zhao Mozhi sighed.
"So you're still worried about the songs that your album is missing?" Qin Xuan said calmly.
Zhao Mozhi nodded, looking at the stave in his hand blankly.