That's Mei Yanfang!

Wei Ting was her fan before she was reborn, and when she suddenly heard the news of Mei Yanfang's death, she cried bitterly like other 'plum fans', and the song "Woman Flower" exhausted the voice of women in the world, and it still moved the audience decades after her death.

"Miss Mei, I'm a big fan of yours, can you sign me?" Wei Ting acted completely brainless at this time, and excitedly took out a handkerchief from her pocket.

Although she knew that Mei Yanfang was also a special guest at the concert yesterday, she really didn't have time to come...... First, she had to talk to the editor of the publishing house about the manuscript; The two also had to talk to Chen Jiashang and other masters about the scripts of the two movies, and they almost didn't stop in the past few days. Just had a conversation with Kenneth in Japan. After Griffin finished talking about Japan's financial problems, she hurried to the Red Pavilion, which shows how busy she is.

"Uh...... Of course there is no problem. Mei Yanfang was also stunned, and took the handkerchief, but there was no pen on her body.

Lu Xiaojia next to him was clever, and immediately took out a pen from his pocket and handed it over, Mei Yanfang took the pen, spread the handkerchief on the table next to him and waved it.

"Thank you." Mei Yanfang returned the pen to Lu Xiaojia and handed the handkerchief back to Wei Ting.

"Thank you." Wei Ting took it with a smile, and blew two breaths, then folded the handkerchief and put it in her pocket.

"Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang came just now, and Sister Bai went over to say hello. These two are Uncle Zhan and Uncle Hui that you have always admired. Lin Ruocheng was worried that Wei Ting didn't know the two, so she hurriedly introduced.

Yellow dipping? Gu Jiahui?

Wei Ting noticed the two uncles next to her, and after a 'wow' scream, she took out the handkerchief again...... Sell cute, ask for autographs.

Huang and Gu smiled at each other, but they signed their names very happily, and Wei Ting put away the handkerchief as if it were a treasure.

"Butterfly, you're also singing on stage tonight, I wonder if you've prepared a new song?" Huang Zhan asked with some gossip.

"It's a new song, and it's called 'Persian Cat.'" Wei Ting did not hesitate to report the name of the song, these two bigwigs are different from the reporters. Their status in the Hong Kong entertainment industry is very important, and it is beneficial and harmless to have a good relationship with them.

"Hehe, then we should enjoy your new work." Huang Zhan and Gu Jiahui glanced at each other. Neither of them had ever heard of the name of the song, and there was a look of interest on their faces.

"Hey, I'm just singing in general, and I'm forcing ducks to be on the shelves today."

Wei Ting smiled and looked at Mei Yanfang. "SISTER ANITA, ARE YOU COMING OVER TODAY TO COME ON STAGE FOR A SONG? I was delayed yesterday, and I haven't heard you sing yet. ”

"Singing is trivial, but only if you have a new song." Mei Yanfang said with a smile.

"New Song...... No problem. ”

Wei Ting rolled her eyes and said, "But I have a request, if you are satisfied with the new song, then Sister Lin's trip to the mainland, you can help." ”

"Okay, then it's a deal." Mei Yanfang was not timid, and agreed.

"Hmm. You wait. ”

Wei Ting thought for a moment, took out a notebook and began to write...... The other people didn't pay much attention at first, just curious about what she was writing, but Mei Yanfang's exclamation attracted the attention of Huang Zhan and Gu Jiahui, and they looked over together.

'Woman Flower', this song originally she wanted to keep for herself, according to the studio's arrangement, when Lin Ruocheng performed in Shanghai, she would also go to help sing.

With the vicissitudes of her two lives. She felt that she could still sing the mood of the song. But as for skills or something, she is definitely not as good as the one in front of her. So after a little thought, she wrote the song.

"I'll take a look at ......"

Mei Yanfang, Huang Zhan, and Gu Jiahui reached out almost at the same time, and in the end, Mei Yanfang grabbed it. I couldn't wait to hum in a low voice.

Huang Zhan shook his head and sighed: "Cao Zijian became a poem in seven steps, and the song Butterfly ......"

"Uncle Zhan, don't shame me."

Wei Ting hurriedly interrupted, "This song was written a long time ago, but it is not suitable for Sister Lin's style, but it should be very suitable for Sister Anita to sing this song." ”

"Uncle and sister, I have to go and prepare."

Lin Ruocheng saw that the time was approaching, and hurriedly said goodbye and left, making the final preparations for the play, Wei Ting confessed and went to communicate with the band...... She only worked with the band for eight hours in three days, and while it felt pretty good, she was worried that something would go wrong during the show.

……

"Hurry up, let's go!"

A girl grabbed the hand of the boy next to her, trotted towards the door of the Red Pavilion, and looked at her watch anxiously as she ran, "It's all your grinding, if you delay Butterfly's appearance, I'm not done with you!" ”

"You're obsessed with her, not the songs she sings, what's the big deal." The boy said reluctantly.

Originally, he wanted to take his girlfriend to the movies, or a zombie movie...... The girls are mostly timid, in the process of watching, in that dark movie theater...... Aha, everybody understands.

It's just that although the idea is good, it's too cruel now, and my girlfriend doesn't know where to conjure up two tickets for the Red Pavilion concert...... Okay, his girlfriend is a fan of Butterfly's books, but whether it's writing books or songs, this is completely out of step with singing, and besides, he also has his own plans, okay?

"You don't like me at all!" The petite and delicate girl dragged a stout boy, still very hard, she stopped tiredly, crossed her hands on her waist, and glared at her boyfriend.

"Where...... Of course I like you. ”

The boy immediately sensed that a crisis was coming, and at this time the justification was simply looking for death, far from being effective.

He lunged to his girlfriend with a lunge.

"What are you doing?" The girlfriend was shocked.

"Come up and save time." The boy turned and crouched down and patted himself on the shoulder.

The girl was stunned at first, but then overjoyed, laughing and lying on the boy's back, her hands tightly wrapped around the boy's neck.

"Let's go!" The boy stood up, wrapped his hands around the girl's thighs, and ran wildly towards the red pavilion.

Just as the boy rushed to the Red Pavilion in sweat, he was stopped by two reporters, "Please wait a minute!" ”

"Put me down."

Before the boy could react, the girl thought of a yes and whispered in the boy's ear, while not forgetting to twist the boy covertly with her little hands...... Don't you see the long guns and short cannons around? Maybe it can be photogenic this time, but if it is photogenic with this image, how ugly will it be?

"Is there anything wrong?" The girl asked as she straightened her clothes.

"May I ask if you came to see Lin Ruocheng's concert in the Red Pavilion?" The reporter asked with a smile. (To be continued.) )