In the evening, the ivory-white single-family villas in the Zijin Garden District give people a pure and noble quality under the setting sun, like the love nest of princesses and knights in fairy tales.

On the rectangular crystal table, there are five small but delicate dishes with all colors, flavors and flavors. The exquisite porcelain tableware all shows the style of the owner's house.

Liu Yufei's family of three dined under the comfortable yellow light, the family talked and laughed, there were no rules of a wealthy family, everything seemed so relaxed and harmonious.

"Husband, our Feifei has grown up, and she is really getting more and more beautiful." It was a mature and elegant lady who spoke, she was Liu Yufei's mother, in her forties, but she only looked thirty-seven or eighteen, her body was plump but not greasy, her face was exquisite, she spoke softly and softly, and her eyebrows were eighty percent similar to Liu Yufei.

"Hehe, Fei Fei is like you. Our little princess is a fairy in the sky! "Liu Yufei's father is more than 40 years old, with a slender figure, a pair of gold-wire glasses, an easy-going temperament, and a faint bookish atmosphere, and is a typical Confucian businessman.

"Look at you like this, you definitely don't understand, your daughter is about to become a movie star." Liu's mother glanced at Liu's father, her tone was a little coquettish, but the relationship between this couple and her middle-aged people is excellent.

"Oh, what's going on, tell me about it!" Father Liu glanced at his daughter who was a little embarrassed on his face, and his tone was a little hurried, he was very curious. It is said that the daughter is the father's intimate little padded jacket, and she is really holding it in the palm of her hand for fear of falling, and she is afraid of melting in her mouth, and she is very distressed, and now her daughter has become a movie star, and he doesn't know what to say about such a big news, and his tone is very eager.

"Hmph, I don't care much about my daughter!" Liu's mother snorted lightly and said, "Before, Fei Fei said that she was going to participate in a short film shooting, and I always thought she was joking. I didn't think that a few days ago, there was a short film called "Old Boy" circulating on the Internet, and Fei Fei starred in it, if it weren't for Wang's mother next door telling me, I wouldn't know what to do. ”

"Really, how is the shooting, I have to go and see it later, I have to support my daughter's work!" Although the Liu family has a good family background, Liu's father will never force his daughter to do anything, as long as his daughter likes it, he will support it. Generally speaking, it is easy to develop a delicate and willful personality with such pampering, but fortunately, I don't know if it is because of the good genetic inheritance, Liu Yufei's character does not have the legendary princess disease, but is kind and sensible, which makes them very relieved.

"You don't know what to do with this, this film is very popular now, although there are not many shots of our Fei Fei's role, but it is extremely critical, the director shot it very well, and filmed our Fei Fei very beautifully." When Liu's mother spoke, she looked at her daughter's slightly red face and said with a smile: "Originally, I was worried that she was deceived, but I didn't expect that now the Internet is full of information about Fei Fei, saying that Fei Fei is the perfect goddess in everyone's hearts and a representative of everyone's first love." ”

"Mom......" Liu Yufei heard her mother's teasing, her little face turned red all of a sudden, and she screamed shyly. At the same time, when she heard her mother commenting on the director, she had a tone of approval, and she unconsciously thought of Bi Xia standing in front of the camera calmly and committedly, as well as the sentence he said about himself, 'This is the first love I want', and her eyes were a little confused for a while.

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On this day, Bi Xia came out of the hospital and prepared to go to Huayi Media. He has an indifferent temperament, and his feelings always come first in his heart, so even if he is strong outside, he still chooses to accompany his mother in the hospital. It's just that I go to the Huayi Media Building every day to receive vocal music and etiquette training from the teachers.

Although he had memories of another world in his brain, an inexhaustible treasure trove, he never relaxed his efforts to improve his own quality. No matter how many memories he has in his mind, if he doesn't have the ability to control it, it will be in vain, and this opportunity will be in vain. It is precisely because of the shortcut to success that he needs to cherish it even more.

After walking for a while, Bi Xia suddenly found that there was someone following him behind him, since he was a soldier in the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, his senses in this regard have become very sensitive, especially after cultivating the Golden Toad Breath Method, he felt that he was deaf and clear, and there should be no mistake.

He frowned and looked back, and not far away, there was a man with a good face looking at this side, one meter seven or eight tall, wearing a T-shirt with a lapel, his hair hanging softly on his forehead, and there was a lingering melancholy on his face.

It seems to be Huang Xiaoli?! Is he following me? Bi Xia turned his head in confusion and continued to walk for a while, stopping and turning his head again, and sure enough, he was still following.

Huang Xiaoli's expression was very hesitant and undecided. After seeing Bi Xia find out, he gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and strode towards Bi Xia.

Bi Xia stood in place, waiting for Huang Xiaoli to come to him, and then asked, "Hello, Huang Xiaoli, are you looking for me?" ”

"Hmm!" Huang Xiaoli's melancholy face forced a smile on, and his voice was a little lonely: "Hello Bi Xia, I'm sorry to take the liberty of bothering, I want to ask you for a favor, can you?" ”

"Oh, you?" Bi Xia was stunned, he didn't expect Huang Xiaoli to follow him and ask him for help, although he was also a contestant in "Avenue of Stars", but he withdrew too early, and he only participated in one session of the national competition, and he withdrew before he knew everyone, so although he knew all these players, he didn't know them. He looked up at Huang Xiaoli, and to be honest, he had a good impression of this boy with a clean voice and almost no trace of impurities.

"Okay, I know there's a café next to Lu Road, where are we going to sit there?" Bi Xia retracted his gaze and proposed.

"Good!" Huang Xiaoli nodded, then fell silent, and followed Bi Xia with his head, as if he had countless depressions in his heart.

In the café, Bi Xia ordered a cup of Blue Mountain coffee for Huang Xiaoli, and he ordered a pot of Pu'er, and the two sat quietly.

After a long time, Huang Xiaoli took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes, took out one from it and handed it to Bi Xia, and then lit it for himself. He spoke, his voice a little low, a little dignified, with a hint of hoarseness, very different from the previous crispness, a trace of pain flashed on his face, and pleaded: "Please help me write a song!" ”

Seeing him like this, after Bi Xia was silent, he looked at Huang Xiaoli seriously and asked, "Why are you looking for me?" ”

"Because the songs you wrote are great!" Huang Xiaoli took a shuddering puff of cigarette before saying.

"I'm not the only one who writes well." Bixia shook his head, not believing that this reason would convince him. Although his songs are all from memories in his mind, and he also admires Huang Xiaoli very much, this does not make it for him to write songs for a stranger he met for the first time.

"But the only one I can reach is you!" Huang Xiaoli smiled bitterly.

"But why should I help you?!" Bi Xia shook his head again and said seriously.

Huang Xiaoli fell silent, took another big puff of cigarette, and refused to let go of the cigarette holder until he suddenly coughed violently.

Seeing Huang Xiaoli coughing with pain on his face, Bi Xia couldn't help but get up, lean forward, help gently pat his back, and said, "Smoke less, you're a singer." ”

Huang Xiaoli's cough eased and calmed down, before he said: "I didn't come to participate in the "Avenue of Stars" for myself, I promised someone that I must win the championship of "Avenue of Stars......"