"You may be seated." As she spoke, she moved the wheelchair to the side with her left hand, making way for Ling Feng to sit on the wooden stool at the dining table.

"Thank you." Ling Feng sat down.

"I'm sorry, it's a mess at home." Jianxiao was about to pour water for him with the boiling kettle on the TV stand.

Ling Feng hurriedly got up and helped her fall.

"Is the stream in trouble again?" Jianxiao asked worriedly.

"No, he trained hard. I came to see you myself, and he didn't know I was coming. As Ling Feng was talking, he suddenly received a stick on his back.

Jianxiao shouted loudly: "Mom! He's a good guy! ”

Ling Feng turned around, and behind him stood an old woman with all white hair, gritting her teeth and glaring at him, holding a broom in her hand.

"Hello Auntie." Ling Feng greeted.

The old woman's expression was indifferent.

Jianxiao pushed the wheelchair over and said to the old woman, "Mom, this is Jianxi's teacher, and he is a good person." You go back to your room and rest, and I'll talk to him. “

The old woman grinned, wiped the stool with her sleeve, and took Ling Feng's hand for him to sit.

After talking, Ling Feng understood Jianxiao's intention to create this one.

In addition to this network, she also wrote a lot of songs, she doesn't know whether these songs are in the stream or not, but she likes them very much.

Ling Feng asked her to show him the lyrics and songs. One of them is called "Fame Early".

"Can you sing it to me?" Ling Feng asked.

"This is actually from Zhang Ailing's famous saying, you should become famous as soon as possible." Jianxiao said and sang the song she composed "Fame Early":

It's time to become famous!

If it's too late,

Happiness is also not so pleasant.

Fast! Fast! It's too late! It's too late!

Love must be grasped!

If you hesitate for too long,

Youth is also not so unrestrained.

Seeing Xiaoqing singing, like the sound of heaven, the sound moved Liang Chen.

Ling Feng's eyes glistened with tears when he heard this, how could such a talented girl be buried so much?

"Why doesn't your old agency come to you anymore?" Ling Feng asked her.

"They were afraid to be held accountable because the accident was caused by two agencies speeding over my rights. They were afraid that I would bring it up again, and they would rely on them. Not to mention that I was in a vegetative state at the time, and they had forgotten about me. There are a lot of newcomers, and it's nothing without me. She replied gloomily.

"Didn't you get these songs to be submitted to the music company?"

"There are a lot of people creating now, and there is no backstage, so no one will pay attention to the new works."

Ling Feng was silent. He understands that in the entertainment industry, there are indeed many talented people, but not all of them have opportunities, and opportunities only belong to a very small number of lucky people.

Leaving Jianxi's home, it was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and Ling Feng decided to go to the golf villa and return the key to Feng Ling.

Aunt Zhang opened the door for Ling Feng and said in surprise, "Why did Mr. come back?" ”

"Where's the wind spirit?"

"Upstairs, she looks like she's going out, she's getting dressed, do you want me to call her?"

"No, I'll wait in the living room." Ling Feng sat down on the sofa.

Wind Spirit came down from the stairs, lipstick on her mouth and eyebrows.

Ling Feng looked at her with interest, it was rare to see her wearing lipstick, she was dressed like this.

When she saw Ling Feng, she stopped for a moment, but immediately acted as if he didn't exist, and walked straight out the door.

Ling Feng sensed that her mood was not right, so he caught up and grabbed her hand.

"Angry?" He asked, thinking that it was probably the events of the previous evening that had angered her.

"Why should I be angry?" She broke free of her hand and said coldly, "I'm busy right now. (Emperor Shao marryed: hidden wife, kiss!) Mobile Reading .com )