Qian Cheng looked at him so funny, but he still said seriously: "Two hundred and five is what you consumed before, and two hundred and five is the last cup of decanting juice." ”

She paused, and then added: "Although the raw materials are not expensive, the recipe is the secret of Zuo Ye, and the intellectual achievements are priceless, you know?" ”

"You're only two hundred and five."

Yes, I didn't listen to anything except two hundred and five years old.

"No, drink again."

At that time, he didn't seem to be very convinced.

"Okay, okay, it's all up to you."

Chiaki was kind enough to persuade him, but pulled him into the 24-hour convenience store.

"Here?"

"Don't drink it," the girl chose two bottles of warm soy milk, paid the bill, and the two of them sat on the snack table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the people passing by from time to time in a daze.

Chi Cheng felt that she didn't need to ask about Shi Nian's current situation, and Shi Nian didn't need to say anything, and when she stood at the door of the bathroom and was worried, she had already made up her mind to quit her job.

She thinks that she is too indistinguishable from each other when she is young, sometimes she thinks he is a star, sometimes she thinks he is a child, sometimes she thinks he looks like Qi Nian, and sometimes she doesn't feel like it.

But whether it looks like or not, so what, she can see it, and in the future, just treat him as a caring brother.

"What's next?"

At that time, he was not as decadent as it looked, he completely covered the steaming bottle cap of soy milk with one hand, thought about it, and said, "The company doesn't care about me, so I have to stand on my own." ”

"Okay, I've got your back."

Seeing that Shi Nian looked at himself a little hesitantly, Qiancheng had no choice but to say more clearly: "I quit my job, sure enough, my smart brain is still suitable for being an agent." ”

"Cut."

Shi Nian was disdainful in his mouth, but he laughed out loud.

"What is that sentence called, the good wind will send you to the clouds with its strength."

"Okay,"

was amused by her at the time, and suddenly asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

In fact, seriously, after tossing all night, it's all false to say that you're not hungry.

"Sort of."

Shi Nian walked to the counter, and after a while, he brought back two bags.

"I bought something to eat and gave it to you, but I won't be allowed to repay the debt."

When he brought the bag over, he had the momentum of "eating my food, he is my person", and he blushed suspiciously.

Fortunately, Chitake didn't pay attention, she rummaged in the plastic bag, and suddenly stopped moving.

Bean rolls, sushi, milk, and ......

A boiled egg.

She picked up the egg and looked at the somewhat blurry face in front of her.

"Eh, please eat an egg, why are you moved to cry?"

It took a long time to find out that the girl was really crying, and I hurriedly went to buy napkins, only to see Qiancheng's eyes wet, but I didn't forget to slowly smash the egg shell.

Her strength didn't seem to be enough, and after several blows, the eggshell didn't break.

"Eh, I'll help you."

I didn't know why this woman, who could usually carry four boxes to the fifth floor by herself, suddenly couldn't do it today.

I had to help her peel the shell carefully and hand it back.

Who knows, she just stares and doesn't eat.

Shi Nian swallowed back the sentence "sick", so he had to wait by the side, and a little weird feeling arose in his heart, as if it was not an ordinary boiled egg, but a memory jewel that carried something.

"By the way, you said you want to do your own studio?"

In the end, Chicheng still didn't eat it, but turned her head and asked him.

"yes,"

Shi Nian tried to keep himself from looking at the boiled egg, looked at her and said.

"Isn't it fashionable to get your own studio now, besides, I don't expect the company to be in my current situation."

Qian Cheng couldn't deny what he said, and asked, "What about the start-up capital?" ”

"Uh......"

Seeing the embarrassment of the years, Chiaki once wondered, should she ask her father to borrow some money?

But I heard him finally say: "I didn't save much before, I only have 500,000 in my hand, maybe ......"

Qiancheng fainted, she forgot, no matter how she said it at that time, she was a popular student in the past, to put it ugly, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, where is the salary of her bitter b agent can be compared?

"I know it's a little less, but it's ......"

"Okay, okay, careful calculation, barely able to open."

Chiaki didn't want to listen to him anymore and hurriedly answered.

"Great, I love you to death."

When Shi Nian said this, Qiancheng was stunned, and she always felt as if she had returned to a long, long time ago, when she and Shi Nian were still children.

"Alright, I can't afford it."

Chiaki stepped forward and asked some former friends to help, and the studio was set up.

But what should the first project do?

"The first project to be launched should be well-known enough, so that the follow-up investment will continue to flow,"

Qiancheng took the pen and tapped several plans on the table: "Look at these, which one you think is more certain." ”

At that time, he was a little less rebellious, but he just took the materials and read them once, but he didn't say his choice.

"How?"

"I think," he touched his bangs a little and said, "maybe with a music album?" ”

"Where can I find someone to write a song temporarily......"

Qiancheng reflexively wanted to refuse first, but suddenly realized that she seemed to be mistaken, and she looked at Shi Nian again.

The boy nodded heavily: "During this time, I have been writing songs. ”

Qiancheng didn't know how, but she really didn't expect it, she always thought that such a person at that time, when something happened, he only had a decadent trick, and he didn't know how to sail against the current, but she didn't expect him to learn to push the stone Sisyphus.

"Tell me."

She sat down at her computer desk and put on her expensive headphones.

"Close your eyes and see the sky after the rain......"

At the end of the song, Qiancheng was a little unsatisfied.

"You wrote all the words?"

Maybe the suspicion in his tone was stronger, Shi Nian seemed to have been stabbed, took a step back, and his cheek muscles tensed slightly: "That's right." ”

She knew that she was speechless, and hurriedly went back to make up for it: "No, I think it's ...... It's not the same style as you used to be. ”

Yes, the basic skills of the years are undoubted, but this style of music, the deep bits of the lyrics, it is not like a teenager can write it.

Was it due to his previous ups and downs?

People say that the country is unfortunate and the poet is fortunate, and he is endowed with vicissitudes of life.

has experienced so much, perhaps for Shi Nian, it has gradually become a very precious experience, although no one wants to go through hardship, Chi Cheng would rather be the child who does not know the world forever, but fate seems to have prepared gifts for everyone, and tribulations, big or small, difficult or easy.

After years of vicissitudes, he also saw the warmth and coldness of the world during the low tide period, and he used to call him a teacher, but now he is invited to perform, but he just casually makes a red envelope, and tells him to sing some funny songs.

He laughed on stage, but his heart was bitter.

Chizuki seemed to be able to hear this from the music, and gradually felt a little unbearable.