Liu Rumeng was a little surprised, Xiao Cheng's monthly salary is not expensive, and he still has to borrow, what happened? She asked with concern: "Xiao Cheng, it's inconvenient to sue me, what are you doing with money?" ”

It was only a matter of time before the music company was exposed, and Xiao Cheng didn't plan to hide it: "It's my company that has a loan that is due, and the bank doesn't agree to renew it, so I want to discuss it with the publishing house." ”

Xiao Cheng actually opened his own company? This time Liu Rumeng was really surprised, and she couldn't help but think, could it be that Xiao Cheng was ready to set up his own door. I couldn't help asking, "You opened your own original website?" ”

Xiao Cheng explained: "It's not an original website, it's a music company. ”

Liu Rumeng was speechless, although the music company is also literary and artistic, it can't compete with writing! She was surprised: "How did you come up with the idea of opening a music company, and when did you do it?" ”

Although Liu Rumeng's words were a bit excessive, Xiao Cheng couldn't wait to say a few more words to her, and said, "I did it a few days earlier, and I invested in the song with the manuscript fee." ”

The amount of information is a bit large, and Liu Ru dreamed for a moment and said: "Are you saying that you wrote your own songs, and then took a stake in a music company?" Can you compose? ”

"Hmmm! That's right. Xiao Cheng nodded honestly.

Seeing that Liu Rumeng didn't believe it, Xiao Cheng looked up and saw her laptop and said, "Sister Meng, if you don't mind, use your notebook." ”

Liu Rumeng is becoming more and more unable to understand this little Zhengtai, Xiao Cheng's writing talent has shocked her, and now she has learned that he can also compose, what else will he do?

Xiao Cheng opened the webpage, found Baiyi, and clicked on "Don'tBreakMyHeart". The small speaker that came with the notebook sounded music, and in Liu Rumeng's surprised gaze, he sang proudly.

The singing proves that Xiao Cheng's voice is exactly the same as the original singing, and there is no need to doubt it at all.

Liu Rumeng is also a woman, and women naturally like to stand on the stage and watch others obsessed with her and crazy for her, and that satisfaction is irreplaceable. The gorgeous stage is that few women can refuse, and she has also dreamed of stardom, but the dirty reality extinguishes her dream.

After Xiao Cheng finished singing, Liu Rumeng looked at him playfully and said: "You are versatile, I will say hello to the general manager about borrowing copyright fees, the problem should not be big, how much do you need?" ”

Xiao Cheng said: "6 million is enough." ”

Liu Rumeng was not verbose, and immediately dialed the phone.

If someone else said to borrow 6 million, Liu Hong, the general manager of Yangcheng Publishing House, would definitely let him die, but can Xiao Cheng be the same? The sales of nearly 8 million copies of "The Legend of Wukong" in the past few days have made him praised by the leadership, and now Xiao Cheng has taken the initiative to send favors to the door, and there will be no problem with the cooperation in the future.

However, if it is too simple, how can people remember?

So Liu Hong spoke directly to Xiao Cheng and asked the reason. Then he said that since it was Xiao Cheng's business, no matter how difficult it was for him, he had to handle it well, so that Xiao Cheng could hand it over to him with peace of mind. Xiao Cheng naturally looked grateful, and both parties were happy.

When the matter was settled, Xiao Cheng was also relaxed, he suddenly thought of something, so he reached out and slapped himself, scolding: "What a pig." ”

Liu Rumeng didn't expect Xiao Cheng to make such a move, she said funny: "What are you doing?" ”

Hey, hey, hey, Xiao Cheng smiled sinisterly in his heart, laughing like a fox stealing chickens, looking at Liu Rumeng, and said seductively: "I thought I was stupid!" Sister Meng, your voice is like a heavenly sound, why didn't I think of you! Sister Meng, have you ever thought about being a singer? ”

Is this a sycophant? It's so special, Liu Rumeng was a little dizzy, she couldn't believe it: "You mean me?" ”

Xiao Cheng said shamelessly: "Of course it's you, I've written a few songs before, but I can't find a suitable singer, so I put them aside and ignored them, and forgot about them after a while, thanks to Sister Meng, your voice reminded me, I feel that those songs are too suitable for you to sing." ”

Although he is far away from his dream because of the dirtiness of the entertainment industry, his dream is so easy to extinguish, and it is not called a dream. Besides, Xiao Cheng's current image of Xiao Zhengtai is too deceptive, so someone will be wary of him.

I have to admit that I was moved. Liu Rumeng couldn't contain her thoughts, and the scene of her standing on the stage and enjoying the cheers of thousands of people in the audience appeared in her mind, which was too tempting.

Looking at Liu Rumeng's somewhat confused eyes, Xiao Cheng added another fire despicably, and said, "Sister Meng, maybe you don't believe what I said, I can prove it to you." ”

Without waiting for Liu Rumeng to react, Xiao Cheng found a pen and paper in the room and began to copy the score.

Not to mention, Liu Rumeng had studied music before, of course she could understand the score, Xiao Cheng was writing, and she was reading it on the side. Unconsciously, Liu Rumeng was fascinated by the melody of the song, and began to hum softly in her mouth: "

Quiet summer sky full of stars

I have some thoughts in my heart

Thinking of your face

I can pretend not to see."

The musical form of this world is equivalent to the development of the eighties in the previous life, and the shock of this "Ningxia" in Liu Rumeng's heart can be imagined. Coupled with her unique voice, sweet but not greasy, after the cappella came out, she had to believe that Xiao Cheng's song was written for her.

Liu Rumeng was thinking in his heart, while Xiao Cheng was enjoying it.

The two originally wrote one and the other read, and they were very close. Later, they sat next to each other unconsciously, Liu Rumeng's female skin had a fragrant fragrance, and there was some skin contact from time to time, which made Xiao Cheng drunk.

It wasn't until Liu Rumeng woke up that she realized the distance between herself and Xiao Cheng, and she saw Xiao Cheng's somewhat reddened face, and she was also ashamed in her heart.

Soaking chicks is like fishing, and you can't be in a hurry. Xiao Cheng's theoretical knowledge told him that it should be done in moderation, so he endured his reluctance, stood up and said: "Sister Meng, I'll give you this song, I hope you like it, I'll go back first." ”

These words made Liu Rumeng very entangled, give it to her? She knows the value of this song very well, it is definitely worth millions, Xiao Cheng gave it to her so lightly? Is the relationship between the two enough for Xiao Cheng to make such a decision?

Although she loves this song very much, the value of this gift is too expensive, and she has no reason to accept it: "Xiao Cheng, how can this work?" This gift is too valuable, you might as well take it back! ”

Xiao Chengtou said without replying: "The song is created for people to sing, especially to find someone suitable to sing it, that is the greatest wish of a songwriter." Sister Meng, you are the most suitable person, rather than let those ignorant people spoil this song, I would rather let it sleep in the pile of papers. If Sister Meng doesn't like it, then feel free to deal with it. ”

Xiao Cheng's forced style was too high, so that Liu Rumeng couldn't refuse, and he didn't want to refuse.

Walking out of Liu Rumeng's room, Xiao Cheng himself admired himself a little, grandma has legs, and the buddy really has the style of an actor.

When dealing with a woman like Liu Rumeng, you have to be literary and artistic. Thinking about the second-hand man with hemp pole in the house next door, didn't he hook up with so many literary and artistic young women with this hand, how could he not be worse than him!

Xiao Cheng went back to sleep secretly, but Liu Rumeng was miserable, and she had insomnia.

Liu Rumeng's mind was full of the melody of "Ningxia", and Xiao Cheng's hateful little Zhengtai also jumped out from time to time, completely disturbing her mind.

In a daze, Liu Rumeng had a dream, in the dream she stood on the dreamlike stage, she sang a song, countless audiences applauded, cheered, and did not let her leave, she sang happily one after another, and the audience was crazy.

But suddenly, a demonic little Zhengtai ran to the stage, hugged her, and shouted: "Sister Meng, if you marry me, I will let you sing, otherwise." ”

This hateful voice was so familiar, she looked back and saw that it was Xiao Cheng. And Xiao Cheng saw her turn around, pouted and kissed her.

"I hate it!"

Suddenly got up, Liu Rumeng realized that it was Nan Ke's dream, and outside the window at this time, the sky was getting brighter.