Based on the comments of the general public, the book has been revised as follows:

1. The protagonist doesn't bleed anymore.

2. I only care about writing people's feelings, forgetting that the system should also be anthropomorphic and cute, and the previous writing is too bad, I corrected it, and I hope that the part of the change can satisfy you. If there is any paragraph that has not been changed, please let me know and I will change it again.

3. Which bridge section looks unreasonable and tells me directly? Can you not curse? Feel free to suggest it, I'll take it.

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"If, I'm just saying if ha! Suppose there is a song, we call this song A, and then there is a song, we call it B, A This song, you will create it yourself in a year or two, then B, it is the famous song of other singers in a few years, of course, B This song is also very good, good enough to win a Grammy Award! So, suppose I can give you these two songs now, and adjust the release time of these two songs two years ago, to now, what would you choose A? Or is it b? Zhou Shaoming tried his best to explain, trying to make Ai Wei'er, who was staring at him with wide eyes, understand.

"Haha, haha!" Ai Weier laughed with her mouth open very unladylikely, and finally bent her stomach into a bend and laughed with tears in her eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong? Choose A or B, answer me happily! Zhou Shaoming has been troubled by this question for a long time, and he doesn't know whether he should use his points to exchange Ai Weier's future songs or the best works of other singers.

If it is out of Zhou Shaoming's dark little psychology, of course he will choose B, anyway, A is his own, no one can take it, and snatch B, won't he have one more good song, take other people's path, let others have no way to go This is Zhou Shaoming's life motto hidden in the depths of his heart.

But Ai Weier, I guess she is not so superficial, right? Zhou Shaoming looked at Ai Weier, who couldn't stop laughing, and was very depressed to find that although he was 22 years old, he was really not as brave as 16-year-old Ai Weier.

"Stop laughing! Okay, I got it, I knew you'd pick A! Zhou Shaoming's face gradually turned red, and he shouted viciously: "If it's me, I'll choose B!" Anyway, if you're a bad guy, then do it to the end! ”

"Do you choose B? Hahahaha, you actually chose B? I really didn't expect you to choose B! I'm laughing to death! Ai Wei'er finally stopped laughing, and when she heard Zhou Shaoming's serious and somewhat embarrassed face, she burst into a louder laugh, rolled directly into his arms, and wiped her tears and snot with his clothes.

"Knowing that you choose A, it doesn't mean anything! What's so funny! Zhou Shaoming seemed to have been defeated by Ai Weier, and knocked off her hand that grabbed her clothes and wiped her tears, with a look of defeat.

Ai Weier retracted her hand dissatisfiedly, and then threw herself into Zhou Shaoming's arms again, and wiped the tears that had just laughed on his clothes in his struggle, and then raised her youthful and invincible beautiful face, and said disdainfully: "I don't choose A, and it is impossible to choose B!" Why do you think I'm going to do that? I'm going to choose now! A year or two later, I have nothing to do with the current me, I may have my own life perception at that time, and write my own inner song. But now, I have my thoughts, I have my thoughts now! The songs I write now represent me and my present! Do you understand? ”

"I don't understand!" Zhou Shaoming kicked his confused eyes, looked dazed, and replied honestly.

"You're stupid! How do you become a director? Ai Wei'er pouted, grabbed Zhou Shaoming's hair very dissatisfied, and suddenly got very close, the eyelashes almost touched the eyelashes, the nose touched the nose, and then looked at his black eyes, and said word by word: "People who are in love can't write sad songs, and sad people can't play happy pianos, do you understand?" ”

Zhou Shaoming, who was confused, still shook his head and replied sadly: "I, I still don't understand. ”

"Bang dang!" There was the sound of something heavy falling on the ground at the door.

Zhou Shaoming and Ai Weier turned their heads to look, but it was Christina with an angry face!

Zhou Shaoming only found out at this time that Ai Weier was almost entangled with him on the sofa, and she was still grabbing her hair very unceremoniously, her face was very close to herself, so close that she could feel the other party's breathing......

"Oh no! Not like that! Christina! Don't get me wrong! Zhou Shaoming jumped up like a guy with an arrow in the knee, hurriedly patted his crumpled clothes, and then helplessly watched the angry Christina run back to the upstairs room.

"Ah, Christina, don't be angry, listen to me!" Zhou Shaoming followed in a panic.

"Don't worry, she's not so angry, or she would have run out of the door instead of running upstairs to listen to your explanation!" Avril fell back on the couch, threw a popcorn into her mouth, and then hid by the armrest of the couch alone, secretly smiling indescribably.

Zhou Shaoming rushed upstairs, Christina was sitting on the bed, she seemed to be a wronged child hiding in the shadows, bent her legs, arms wrapped, delicate and moving face leaning on her knees, so that the beautiful blonde hair flew straight down like a waterfall.

"Christina, I really didn't do anything bad! She was only 16 years old, and I treated her like a sister. I brought her to the United States alone, and I always had to take good care of her, don't you say? Zhou Shaoming cautiously climbed onto the bed, hugged Christina into his arms, and then saw that she did not resist, so he said with a shy smile

"Not now, just because you won't have it in the future doesn't mean you won't have it now! I know you don't have a heart for her right now, she's still a little girl and doesn't understand anything. But what if she grows up? What about three years from now? What about four years from now? Can you still do it to her like your sister? Christina's eyes turned red, but she quickly sniffed and turned her head to question Zhou Shaoming.

"How is that possible! She'll always be my sister! You also know, what I like is a blonde beauty like you, tall, big where it should be, thin where it should be, and hot with a hot surname! I'm not a lolicon, I like little girls who haven't grown yet! Zhou Shaoming was not very angry when he saw Christina's words, so he also became presumptuous, stroked her long legs, kissed her face gently, and then bit her earlobe and said.

Christina thought about it, since he met Zhou Shaoming, he didn't seem to have any interest in the little girl who didn't grow up, but he was discovered by himself several times, when he walked on the street, he stared at the beauty of the ** bee waist without blinking, and he looked like a pig brother whose saliva was about to flow out, so he secretly put his heart at ease, but when he turned his head and thought about it, he pretended to be angry and asked: "Ha, even if you don't like a little girl like her, then you like me like you?" The last thing that Hollywood lacks is a girl with a surname like me! So you're going to be lustful in the future, and you're going to have fun with other blonde beauties behind my back? ”

"The conscience of heaven and earth! Swear in God's name! The only thing I like Smith Chow is Christina! There's no girl who can make me feel tempted anymore! As soon as Zhou Shaoming saw that there was a play, he hurriedly cursed and swore an oath, and poured towards Christina like sweet words and no money.

After all, she was only 19 years old, and Christina was soon defeated by her lover's tender attack, lost in his fiery breaths, deep and sweet kisses, and lost in his direction.