"What? Qiusheng, you don't want to be a radio reporter anymore! Dad finally got you in after looking for Director Zheng, you've been doing it for almost three years, don't you say you won't do it? How old are you, almost 26, you can't afford to toss! Qiusheng's father was sweating anxiously on the phone, he hadn't told his wife about this yet, and he just wanted to persuade Qiusheng to go back first.

"Dad, I will enter the radio station as soon as I graduate, and I have listened to your arrangements since I was a child. Now this job is what I like, and the salary is good, so don't worry about me, okay? ”

"Qiusheng, are you doing this because of who? Is there anything you're hiding from me and your mother? After all, his daughter is his father's favorite, Zhang Ke was reluctant to even question, and he didn't get angry in a hurry, it was more like testing Qiusheng's thoughts.

Qiusheng thought to himself that it was estimated that the director had said something to his father, and he had to find a way to eliminate his father's concerns.

"Dad, Uncle Zheng didn't tell you about Xia Yidong, right? That's an old friend of mine, who came to Taiwan to look for me a few weeks ago, and he just transferred to Beijing and needed an assistant before I agreed. Ouch Dad~ I'm so old, the company gives me twice the salary in Taili, and I like this job very much, why can't I change jobs? ”

"My baby girl, if you don't do the job that no number of people can't grab, what kind of artist assistant will you have, how much room for development will you have? If you don't listen to the old man, it's always you who suffers, and if you don't listen to your father's advice, it's too late to regret it. Let me tell you, Director Zheng still has a seat for you, you should hurry back to the stage. ”

"I ......"

Zhang Ke interrupted her daughter without waiting for her to speak, and left a sentence: "Next month, I will go to Beijing with your mother to see you, and I must see you go back to work in Taiwan!" Listening to the busy sound of the phone being hung up, Qiusheng was in no mood for a while, and her intention to stay in Company S was disrupted again.

Xia Yidong saw that Qiusheng had been depressed, sullen and unusually with an unusually expression, and couldn't help but ask her what happened. Qiusheng didn't say anything, picked up a pen that fell to the ground, quickly adjusted his mood, and squeezed out a smile in the morning and winter.

Qiusheng doesn't want to affect the progress of her work due to her own reasons, she knows that only by grasping every opportunity to be on camera can Xia Yidong have the possibility of gaining a foothold in S company.

"Don't hide it, laughing is worse than crying, what happened at home or was your wallet stolen?" Xia Yidong was concerned about his assistant and wanted to see if he could help.

"It's really okay, don't worry about me, I wrote some lyrics last night, you see." Qiusheng was still hesitating whether to go or stay, and she didn't want Xia Yidong to see through her thoughts.

Seeing that Qiusheng diverted the topic, Xia Yidong had no choice but to avoid the light, took the lyrics written by Qiusheng and read them roughly.

"Was it written for Chihiro?" With the rhyme of the lyrics, Xia Yidong guesses.

"Well, yes. It just so happens that we both like "Spirited Away", so let's improvise, it's my first time writing lyrics, so if I can't use it, I'll practice it! "After going back last night, Qiusheng couldn't sleep, and went through all the recent events in his mind. After thinking about it, music was also her dream, wasn't it? It's a pity that in order to get into college, I threw all my time into piles of test papers, and my dream finally came to naught.

In these days around Xia Yidong, Qiusheng realized the difficulty of singers, and witnessed how one ballad after another was composed from the creator's fingers. It turned out to be a web woven with musical notes, caging those who listened, a dream that allowed them to connect their hearts and minds, and to bring together the frequencies of those resonances. If it weren't for the farce a few months ago, maybe the current Qiusheng would admire Xia Yidong in front of him even more, because of his dedication and talent.

Xia Yidong read the lyrics and then looked at Qiusheng, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"If I smell / Forgetting is the mark of love / Your name / Be complete with memory...... It's pretty well written. ”

Qiusheng winked and chuckled sly, and asked, "Is it just good?" Don't feel particularly distracted? ”

Without waiting for Xia Yidong to answer, Ah Bin appeared at the door of the office, and he asked Qiusheng to arrange next week's variety show. After the deployment, Qiusheng couldn't help but ask Ah Bin, why do you want to know who Yidong likes? Ah Bin didn't bother to answer her childish question, so he just said, "You can tell me the truth." ”

"Why?! If there is no reason, you can ask Xia Yidong yourself! ”

Ah Bin has to ask about this matter every time he looks for Qiusheng, it is obviously a personal secret of Xia Yidong, why should she bother to inquire. Even if Qiusheng knew that the person Yidong loved was Qianlan, it always felt awkward for her to say it from her mouth! In addition to moral condemnation out of conscience, but also because a few months ago, Xia Yidong openly and honestly said that the person she liked was herself.

Ah Bin glanced at Qiusheng impatiently, and his tone was full of anger: "Didn't Xia Yidong teach you how to be an assistant?" ”

Xia Yidong said that celebrities don't have much so-called privacy, but Qiusheng still wants to protect his last secret.

"Xia Yidong has no one he likes, he only knows work every day, and he has no time to think about this. Satisfied? Can I go? ”

"There's always a favorite genre, right?" Ah Bin grabbed the handle and touched the melon, wanting to get to the bottom of it.

"You ......" Qiusheng thought of He Qianlan's appearance, and finally said after hesitating for a long time, "I probably like that kind of long hair with flowing hair, three-dimensional facial features, enthusiasm and unrestrainedness, but salt and sweetness." ”

"Okay, these are the air tickets and specific arrangements for next week's business trip in summer and winter, you can take them and collect them. By the way, the song list of the first episode of the show has been distributed to the production team, telling Xia Yidong to prepare carefully, if this show can be popular, it will be of great help to his future career. ”

Qiusheng walked out of the office with the documents stupidly, every time he saw Ah Bin, it seemed that the whole person was hollowed out, Xia Yidong never asked Ah Bin what he knew, and Ah Bin never asked Xia Yidong these questions in person. Qiusheng was like the invisible microphone between them, but she never understood why she was so troublesome.

It just so happened that Gay came up to him, thinking that he was also an assistant, so maybe he could solve the doubts in his heart.

"Have you finished filming the promo?" Gay has just returned from Malaysia.

"I just finished shooting yesterday and I'm going to fly back tomorrow to make up the shots, and today I have a print magazine advertisement to do, ouch I'm really going to explode! Or are you comfortable~" Gay's meaning Qiusheng understood, and turned around and said that Qianlan is red in winter than summer.

"Huh...... Qianlan is so popular, you can also hire another assistant, why do everything yourself? Qiusheng wanted to set Gay's words, so he thought of a suitable entry point.

"Qianlan red doesn't mean I'm red! Besides, I'm more tired of getting an assistant! ”

"Why are you more tired?" Being a journalist is very thoughtful, and Qiusheng feels that the answer he wants is about to come out.

"You're also an assistant, do you still need to ask me? Can you find another assistant to keep an eye on your own artists? What a ~ stupid question. ”

"So, Akai will also ask you about Qianlan's privacy?"

"Nonsense, isn't it all like that?"

"Do you know all the things about He Qianlan?"

"Of course! How? Do you want to inquire about my Qianlan? ”

"No, no, you think too much......" Qiusheng now understands, it turns out that this is the so-called "rules", it is really interlaced like a mountain, and the doorway is like a deep sea.

"If you inquire about other artists, if you are discovered, the company will definitely fire you!"

"So serious?!"

"Of course, these are all signed in black and white on the confidentiality agreement, so the assistant is equivalent to the artist's henchman!"

Qiusheng listened and turned his eyes around, and then asked, "What is that agent?" ”

Gay thought about it for a while, and didn't plan to get involved with Qiusheng, but the two of them were familiar with each other, and they couldn't help but answer: "The agent is like refueling, constantly delivering fuel, so that the car can run farther and farther~"

Qiusheng looked a little dazed when he returned to the studio, and Xia Yidong was auditioning for the demo of the first original song. He carefully tuned the effects of each track, not even noticing that someone was coming in. It wasn't until Qiusheng approached and put the papers on the table that he gave him a look.

"This is next week's ticket and schedule, just now Ah Bin asked about you something......" Qiusheng wanted to say a few words to Xia Yidong, but unfortunately he didn't have the heart to listen.

"Eh, how about you listen to the first one? Should the drum beat be a little more weighted? As he spoke, he took off his headphones and put them on for Qiusheng, and the birth of the first song made Xia Yidong feel excited.

Qiusheng listened carefully: "If the drum beat is heavier, it will have more stamina, and at the same time, it will look more vicissitudes." ”

"Well, this song itself has the meaning of igniting ideals, and it is good to have stamina." Xia Yidong slipped his hand and increased the volume of the drum track.

Qiusheng knew in his heart that because Xia Yidong believed in eternity, the music he played also believed in eternity. Those vicissitudes, desolation, and sad songs are the cry of a left-behind child to the world. Rise and fall, one after another, like the sky at night in his hometown, intertwined with sparks and boundless......

But Qiusheng doesn't know, how long can she stay with him in this dream? How far can she go on this road?

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