CHAPTER XXIII

Zhou Jing made a decision, she came here with hope to challenge, even if the reality in your mouth is so cruel that you have to give up, then I must surpass you to challenge. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She stayed at Yang Fan's house, and put all the manuscripts and books thrown by Yang Fan on the ground, and opened up a space just enough to sleep her alone. Yang Fan laid a single quilt for her and gave her a blanket, Zhou Jing slept on the ground, and Yang Fan still slept on his bed.

After packing up, Zhou Jing went to sleep directly, and after looking at his watch, it was just after noon. Yang Fan, who had not slept all night, was still crackling on the keyboard on the computer screen.

"Wake up." As soon as the sky was bright, Yang Fan began to tell Zhou Jing to get up.

"Well, what time is it?" Zhou Jing sat up when she heard the voice.

"Five o'clock."

"It's only five?" Zhou Jing, who was still in a daze, heard that it was only five o'clock, and the sleepiness came again.

"What are you going to do today? Do you have a plan for how long you plan to stay with me, or to go out and live on your own, where to live, what to eat, what to do? ”

Yang Fan threw several practical questions in a row, and Zhou Jing was completely sleepy when she heard it, and she was completely awake.

"Aren't you going to show me the cruelty of the reality you're talking about?"

"Huh." From Yang Fan's ridicule of Zhou Jing. "Do you mean to follow my steps and listen to my command? Isn't the question I just asked you cruel to reality? Let's think about how to solve the problem of food and clothing. ”

Zhou Jing didn't speak, she looked at Yang Fan, looked at the person in front of her, her eyes were full of contempt for herself, and she didn't know what to say. She thought that coming here to meet Yang Fan a like-minded person was a window opened by God for her, but in fact, no, Yang Fan and her were not the same kind of people at all.

"Leave me a call, I'll go my own way, and I'll prove to you how stupid your idea is, and how stupid the person who wants to give up when you get here."

Zhou Jing generously made a promise in front of Yang Fan.

"I'm stupid, you can see I'm stupid in just a few words." It seemed that Zhou Jing's words were too heavy, and Yang Fan looked a little angry. "Why did I get to where I am today, why did I give up, do you know the experience in the middle, do you know the reason, is it that if I don't say anything, you think I don't care about anything, and always blame and criticize first without asking any reason, just, just, can't anyone care about it?" In the end, Yang Fan even choked up a little.

"I'm not talking too much." Zhou Jing stood in place and looked at Yang Fan, and began to blame himself again, not knowing anything, he actually criticized and educated others self-righteously.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the bad environment of my work."

"Oh."

Yang Fan began to pack up his things, Zhou Jing watched Yang Fan put the notebook into his bag, carefully placed the manuscript paper on the table one by one, slowly put it into the folder, and finally reluctantly caressed it. packed up his things, put his schoolbag in front of him, and protected it with both hands, glanced at Zhou Jing when he walked past Zhou Jing, and said lightly: "Let's go, don't say anything, just look at it." ”

"yes, I see."

Then the two of them squeezed together for two hours with their own concerns, and finally arrived at the place where Yang Fan worked.

Luxury, imposing high-rise building. Xingmei International Film and Television Media Company.

"Big company." Zhou Jing looked at the tall building in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a big company, let's go inside."

Zhou Jing obediently followed Yang Fan into the hall. At half past eight, people have just come to work, busy swiping their cards and hurrying, and the elevator door is crowded. Zhou Jing walked directly to the door and waited for Yang Fan to swipe his card in, but when he turned his head, he saw that Yang Fan did not go this way, but walked to the front desk, and Zhou Jing followed in confusion.

"Is Director Xu here?"

"Wait a minute, I'll call to confirm." The front desk lady who was still smiling brightly just now began to reluctantly become reluctant when she saw Yang Fan. She picked up the phone and muttered, wondering what she had said.

"Director Xu has guests now, you have to wait for a while."

"Okay. Then I'll wait a minute. ”

"Alas, Director Xu said, please go inside and wait." He pointed to a door on the side of the hall.

"yes, I see."

"Where are you going?" Zhou Jing asked in a low voice.

"He has guests, and I'm the one who can't be seen by the guests, so naturally I'm going to hide. Let's go for breakfast first. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Eat, you remember, don't talk too much."

"Oh." There are so many questions about entering the company door, why don't you have an employee card, can't you go directly to the green channel, why do you have to look at the face of the front desk lady, what is the person who can't be seen by the guests.

"Two burgers. Packing"

Yang Fan took Zhou Jing to the KFC next to him, asked for two hamburgers, and after taking them, he returned to the company from the new and came to the room where the front desk lady asked him to wait.

Entering from the main entrance, the walking ladder went down to the negative floor, and in a room next to the cleaner's room, Yang Fan walked to the door with a familiar car, took out the key from his pocket and went in directly. The room was small and there was a piano in it, a computer, guitar, sheet music and stuff like that. Yang Fan turned on the light, and in the dim light, Zhou Jing felt very damp.

"What kind of place is this?"

"This is the office they gave me, and I've been working here all the time, and I've lived here for a long time. I rented my house recently because it's going to be scrapped. ”

"Oh, no. Why are you here? ”

"Hehe, I'm here as I should." Yang Fan put down his bag and sat on the only two-person sofa in the whole room that could be sitting. "Sit down, we should wait all morning. It's all important at this point, and it's no surprise that we're here in the morning. He'll be on the phone when he's done. ”

Yang Fan pointed to a fixed line on the table, closed his eyes and slept expressionlessly.

Zhou Jing sat next to Yang Fan, she couldn't figure out what this meant, even if Yang Fan didn't become popular, he wouldn't be treated like this.

Thinking about it, he couldn't sit still, Zhou Jing got up and walked around, opened the words and songs that were mostly handwritten on those manuscript papers, wrote and changed them, and painted them all over the circle, the handwriting should have been handwritten by Yang Fan and revised by himself. There are still a few CDs pressed under the manuscript paper, and nothing is written, so it should be a sample of the written tune.

"You can listen to it." Zhou Jing took out the CD and was about to turn on the computer to listen, when the phone rang.

"Hmm." Yang Fan picked it up after only one sound.

"Go up right now."

After a few simple words, he took Zhou Jing upstairs. During this period, Yang Fan told Zhou Jing not to say a word after entering.

Upstairs, I entered a director's office, a huge room with only a set of sofas, and a desk with only a computer and a landline.

Sitting at the desk was a young man, about 30 years old, in a formal suit, with two sharp sword eyebrows on square-rimmed glasses, and a domineering manner.

"Sit." He looked at Yang Fan, but there was no Yang Fan in his eyes. "This is." looked at Zhou Jing's eyes full of playfulness and curiosity.

"This is my sister, she came and had nowhere to go, so she brought it here."

"Oh? Yes, please be seated. ”

added a please in front of the word sitting, which instantly made Zhou Jing feel that this man had bad intentions.

"Thank you." replied politely, and Zhou Jing sat down.

The chair is soft and comfortable, but it's not easy to sit in. Zhou Jing felt uncomfortable as soon as her buttocks were next to the chair, and when she looked up, she saw that Director Xu in front of her was looking at her, her eyes were motionless, and she couldn't tell what it felt like, and it made people panic when she saw it.

"Oh, by the way, Jingjing, let me introduce you to Director Xu, a very famous music director in the industry."

"Ang, hello, Director Xu." As he spoke, Zhou Jing stood up and bent down slightly and stretched out his right hand to Director Xu.

Director Xu sat in his seat and didn't mean to shake hands with Zhou Jing at all, and his eyes were still looking at Zhou Jing directly. Zhou Jing, who was standing in place, was embarrassed, but then thought that maybe he was not qualified enough to shake hands with the director. comforted herself, Zhou Jing smiled slightly and said, "Thank you." He took his hand back and sat back in his position, and next time Zhou Jing's eyes were not dodging, and he directly met Director Xu's eyes.

"Brother Xu, there is still a draft of mine here, you can take a look." Yang Fan interjected appropriately to resolve the embarrassment.

"Don't look at this yet, I have something to tell you."

"Then let's talk about it first."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"I heard you recorded the soundtrack of the album yourself, right?"

Director Xu was questioning Yang Fan, and Yang Fan lowered his head for a moment before answering.

"I want to be myself, I don't want to continue."

"Heh, do you know that if there is no him, no company, no me, your dreams, all your creations are not as good as the waste paper in the garbage heap."

"I know, I know all of this, but I just want to be myself, my own creation, my own name, my own. It's not, it's not, it's not that he takes my happiness and enjoys everything that belongs to me, and in the end doesn't leave me a way to live. ”

"Yang Fan, do you know who you're talking to? What attitude are you using. ”

Director Xu's expressionless words had already crushed all of Yang Fan's courage in an instant.

"I'm sorry." Yang Fan leaked that helpless look again.

"Wait." Zhou Jing looked at the domineering Director Xu, and then looked at the dejected Yang Fan. "What's the situation now, why do you have to apologize to him, it's he who apologizes to you, right?"

It's always that easy to say.

"Yang Fan, are you sure that your sister said this sentence in a sober state?"

Yang Fan heard the dissatisfaction in Director Xu's words, and immediately turned around and began to blame Zhou Jing. "What are you doing, didn't I tell you not to talk, what nonsense."

"I ....."

"Apologize."

"What? Let me apologize? Zhou Jing looked at Yang Fan in disbelief.

"Yes, it's for you to apologize, hurry up." The more Yang Fan spoke, the more ruthless his tone became.

"I don't. Why should I apologize. ”

"You ......"

"Alright, you can go back and discuss. Yang Fan, think about it, bring me the manuscript in the afternoon. ”

There is always a hint of threat in these words.

Yang Fan took Zhou Jing out of Director Xu's office, and pulled Zhou Jing back to the small room in the basement just now.

Everything is just the beginning, you want to walk in because that hazy beauty has deceived your eyes, and he wants to go out because he has torn the membrane that shrouds the periphery.