Shu Xunzhou has always been resolute in his work, and within a minute of hanging up the phone, the specific time of the concert had already been sent, and the matters reported by the program were also sent over.

Qiao Xinxin looked at the information on her phone, with a smile and expectation on her face, she was still looking forward to the concert or something, and when Shu Xunzhou's tickets were still on sale, she would definitely talk more about the concert in the live broadcast room.

Because the style of "Silk Play" is Japanese before a farewell, the number of viewers in Qiao Xinxin's live broadcast room can be said to have soared all the way in the past two days, and she also received a call from Lai Zhize above, and she started singing live tonight, wanting to follow the popularity of the new songs in the past two days, and grasp the fans or something.

Qiao Xinxin doesn't make any sense, anyway, any kind of live broadcast is a live broadcast, it's not bad, she broadcasts food, the audience likes her food, she sings live, and the audience likes her singing.

In the face of the Japanese songs that the two-dimensional audience likes, the ancient songs that the audience likes in the ancient style circle, and the pop songs that the ordinary audience likes, she sang them all in the live broadcast room, and the songs were arranged into the song list one by one, whether it was the audience or herself, they all listened to (sang) with great pleasure.

Because of the launch of the new song, Qiao Xinxin sang until eleven o'clock today, and the audience didn't keep much, so she was only asked to go to bed early, and then come to the live broadcast room to sing the next day, and Qiao Xinxin should also be down.

However, she didn't go to sleep directly after the broadcast, but took out a file in her cabinet, moved out her guitar, and prepared to pick up the last paragraph of the new song she wrote.

Usually she's too busy, she doesn't have much time to write songs, so she can only finish it in a few nights, and she is not in a hurry, after all, she remembers it.

"Smack." It was the sound of a pen being loosened and hit on the table.

Qiao Xinxin glanced at the last music symbol on the paper that had not been written, she stretched her waist widely, and also breathed a long sigh of relief, with a relaxed look in her eyes, the song was finally written.

After she relaxed for a few seconds, she sat on the chair and straightened up, picked up the A4 paper that was erased and written, even a little dirty, followed the syllables on it, hummed twice and tried the tone, after making sure there was no problem, she put down the white paper with a smile, and did not plan to copy a clean copy, so she took a photo with her mobile phone and sent it to someone she hadn't contacted for a long time.

After Qiao Xinxin saw that his message was sent, he didn't think about waiting for a reply in front of his mobile phone, and hummed the tune of the new song he had just written, went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and change into pajamas to get ready for bed, it was eleven o'clock, and he had to go to bed early.

Ten minutes later, Qiao Xinxin came out of the bathroom, took a sip of water, took her mobile phone and was about to go to bed to see her acquaintance's reply to the message, when she saw the information prompt light of the mobile phone, she walked to bed quickly, and then clicked on the mobile phone.

[Deng Wei: I finally know that I came to find me! 】

[Deng Wei: The new song feels good, does it fit the theme of your appearance this time? 】

Deng Wei's tone of voice is always like this...... Disrespectful for the old! If she hadn't known Deng Wei's age for a long time, she would have simply chatted and met with him, and she wouldn't have guessed that Deng Wei was old enough to be her uncle.

Deng Wei teased herself, Qiao Xinxin could naturally understand it, she smiled, found a long cat pillow next to the bed, put it on the back of her neck, and began to reply to Deng Wei's words comfortably.

[Qiao Xinxin: It's not that I always forget Uncle Deng, don't I remember it today~]

Deng Wei has always been able to make jokes, Qiao Xinxin said this, he didn't look angry, but felt that this little girl was also a little slippery.

[Deng Wei: Hey, I thought you were going to cross the river and tear down the bridge and ignore me, a lonely old man. 】

Qiao Xinxin looked at Deng Wei's obviously aggrieved words, and couldn't help laughing out loud when he sat on the bed, this Uncle Deng is really good at selling old.

Deng Wei's situation is a lonely widow as he himself said, and like him, he is used to making handmade guitars at home, except for running in the morning every morning and going to a friend's house to drink tea from time to time, it seems that there are not many activities.

After Qiao Xinxin was taken to his house by Yao Yunxia to "buy" the guitar, he was more noisy when he studied guitar there for a month, and now listening to Deng Wei's words, it is estimated that he remembered that when he was learning guitar at his house, he was like a cook to pack him with food, if Deng Wei wanted to say that he missed himself, Qiao Xinxin said that he didn't believe it at all, but if Deng Wei said that he missed his own food, then she would believe it ten out of ten.

[Qiao Xinxin: No, no, no, if you can mix more with some little girls of the same age, it is estimated that you will not be a lonely old man. 】

Qiao Xinxin's words were like a knife, poking Deng Wei directly in the heart, he replied that he was very hurt, and then the topic naturally shifted to the past.

[Deng Wei: People of the same age as me are no longer little girls, and you Uncle Deng and I don't have so much free time to find little girls, so let's talk about your new song. 】

Within half a minute of Deng Wei's news being sent, he received Qiao Xinxin's "hahaha" expression.

I really can't say this little girl.

[Deng Wei: Ahem, back to the topic! ] 】

[Deng Wei: Is your song in a cute style? 】

He originally wanted to sleep, but when he saw Qiao Xinxin, who hadn't been in contact with him for a long time, he actually took the initiative to find him, he originally thought that he was coming to talk about the new song "Silk Play", but who knows, but it is not the kind of new song he thought of.

Without waiting for Deng Wei to think about it, Qiao Xinxin's message was sent.

[Qiao Xinxin: Yes, my song is in a cute style, and I want to change the style. 】

[Deng Wei: Can you go to the end with a style, and after a few new songs of the same type come out, then post a new route, if you change too much, will it make others think that you are not attentive enough? Qiao Xinxin looked at Deng Wei's own message, she frowned, and she didn't know what to go back to, after all, what he said seemed to make some sense.

The audience knows themselves with live broadcasts and Japanese songs, not long after the fire, and now an ancient style song has come out, if it is not long after, she will come out with a cute song, will others say that the style is changeable?

Others go all the way to the black, she is good, open every road, and then take a step depending on the mood, and change the way if you are in a bad mood, so that you can change it, and when everyone talks about Qiao Yu, they only know that she has produced a lot of songs, and they don't know much about the specific direction.

Such a development, in the eyes of people in the circle, probably also feel that they are a kaleidoscope, and they have not been able to make an accurate suit to represent themselves.