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The human head moved, and the black pressed a piece.

A large number of fans waved glow sticks, and from time to time sang hoarsely to the rhythm of Li Mengyao, who was singing on stage.

The atmosphere was very intense!

Only when you are on such an occasion can you truly feel the infectious power of singing.

All the emotions are brought into it, forming a wonderful resonance.

Ye Xiaochen secretly exclaimed when he heard it, no wonder famous singers often hold concerts, making money is secondary, and really consolidating the loyalty of fans is the most important thing.

In such an atmospheric occasion, the recognition and admiration of all fans for the singer will reach a peak.

Wang Xinyi and Chu Qingqing all threw themselves into Li Mengyao's singing, and like other fans, they all sang aloud.

Only Wang Shuisheng seems to really have no musical factor, and he is very unsuitable for such an occasion.

In addition, his addiction to smoking turned over, so he secretly ran out.

Ye Xiaochen didn't care about this when he saw this.

The concert lasted for several hours.

Ye Xiaochen listened with relish.

Of course, such an atmosphere and appeal are not enough for him to be completely immersed.

The concert is finally over.

"Hey, where's Lao Wang?"

Chu Qingqing found out that her husband was gone.

"Brother Wang has already gone out."

Ye Xiaochen said.

Several people left the concert site with the flow of people.

At the place where the car was parked, I happened to see Wang Shuisheng talking on the phone.

"It's finally over, huh?"

Wang Shuisheng hung up the phone and said with a smile.

"Just watch a concert, make you stupid, you see Xiaochen has been with you."

Chu Qingqing glared at Wang Shuisheng.

Because it was too late, Wang Shuisheng and the others were not worried about Ye Xiaochen driving back and keeping him overnight.

Ye Xiaochen also agreed.

Early the next morning, he and Wang Shuisheng went to the Shennong Farm in the world to eliminate some planting problems.

Now Shennong Farm has developed into a large-scale comprehensive planting farm, covering an area of more than 2,000 hectares.

In addition, it is planned to increase the planting area to the extent of 10,000 hectares within two years.

Now that Shennong Farm in the world has already made a profit, Ye Xiaochen estimates that in less than a year, the profitability will not be inferior to that of Xianquan Company.

All the products grown in Shennong Farm are sold to the high-end market, which is the best of the best.

Some have even gone abroad.

To be able to have such amazing results in more than half a year, Wang Shuisheng is definitely painstaking.

Of course, Ye Xiaochen's research on a variety of better plants is even more significant.

.....

In an upscale hotel in Shashi.

In the luxurious business suite, Li Mengyao was lying on the bed, although it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning, she did not get up.

Yesterday's concert made her too tired.

The physical exertion is so great that even a night's sleep can't recover.

She was listening to the whistle of a website on her phone.

The sound of this flute is not particularly clear, but it is extremely fascinating to hear.

When Li Mengyao heard it for the first time, she was shocked, she didn't expect that the sound of a flute in one hand could be heard to such an extent.

Most importantly, there is a strong appeal in this flute that can penetrate deep into the soul.

Moreover, after listening to the flute, it can greatly relax her mind and make her feel happy.

So after every singing, she usually listens to this flute sound.

The end of the song.

Li Mengyao showed a sense of unfinished business.

"I wish I could listen to this flute live, how wonderful would that be?"

Li Mengyao muttered to herself.

She knew that this was just a luxury, and although the piper was being searched for on the Internet, there was no news.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and her agent, Sister Qin, walked in.

"Meng Yao, we made an appointment with Teacher Ling, and we will go to her to read the score today."

Sister Qin said.

"I know."

Li Mengyao nodded.

This time I came to Yangshi to open by the way, the main purpose is to find Wang Ling, a famous gold medal lyricist in China, she is preparing to release a record recently, and the title song has not been done, so I want to ask Teacher Ling for help.

With Wang Ling's status in the lyric world, she rarely helps others write lyrics.

That is, a top diva like Li Mengyao can invite Wang Ling.

After scrubbing.

After eating a little something, Li Mengyao, accompanied by her agent and bodyguards, walked towards Wang Ling's residence.

Wang Ling lives in a high-end villa.

This is her most recent purchase.

"Teacher Ling, this is my request and idea, what do you think?"

Li Mengyao said with a smile.

"The idea is very good, and it is suitable for you to sing."

Wang Ling is a beautiful woman in her thirties and forties, gentle and virtuous, and she exudes a temperament as soft as water.

Her husband is a middle-aged man with golden eyes named Xu Lang.

He is a well-known pianist in China.

Wang Ling's husband Xu Lang made tea for Li Mengyao and a few others, and after saying hello, he went out, obviously knowing that his wife and Li Mengyao were going to discuss the matter of writing words.

Wang Ling discussed a lot with Li Mengyao, and gradually got a feeling.

Just as Wang Ling was about to start writing, suddenly, a flute sound came from a distance.

Although it is very light and light, it is very sultry and people can't help but listen to it.

Wang Ling immediately put down the pen in her hand and hurriedly ran upstairs.

And Xu Lang also came out of the piano room and followed.

When Li Mengyao heard the flute, she was slightly stunned, revealing an indescribable surprise, and immediately hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, her agent, Sister Qin, also hurriedly followed.

In this way, the four of them soon came to the top floor of the villa.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute, which could only be faintly heard, became much clearer.

The four of them listened intoxicated.

I don't know how long it has been, but the sound of the flute has disappeared, and everyone is stunned.

"It's so good, I don't know how long I'll have to wait to hear it next time."

Wang Ling showed a hint of unfinished business.

"yes, this is the third time I've heard it when I've moved in."

Xu Lang's warm eyes were still blurred.

The couple once came to visit the sheep market, overheard the flute, and then completely hooked up, for which they spent a lot of money to buy a villa here.

It's just that they don't know when the flute will sound again.

For this reason, they simply stayed in the villa every day for more than a month, just to be able to listen to the flute again.

"Teacher Ling, do you know where this flute player lives?"

Li Mengyao had excitement on her face.

She didn't expect that she would find nowhere to find her iron shoes, and it would take no effort to find the flute here.

Judging from the sound of this flute, it must be in this villa area.

"I don't know, I can't hear the direction at all, and after the flute sounds, we can still take care to identify the direction of the flute, and we are completely intoxicated by the flute and can't extricate ourselves."

Wang Ling shook her head and said bitterly.

If they knew who the flute was, why did they stay here every day?

"I just hope that the flute player will play it every once in a while, and I'll be satisfied."

Xu Lang said.

Li Mengyao was slightly distracted, her heart was scratched by a cat's paws, and she always wanted to see the person who played the flute, where was it sacred?

.... (To be continued.) )