People who don't have money have a way to chase people without spending money, and rich people have ways to chase people with money. But to show sincerity, you need to do the opposite.

A person who has no money needs to spend money on someone he likes to let others know that you like her, while a rich person needs to spend extravagant time with the person he likes to make the other person feel that you value her.

It's weird.

Only those who have no money will have a lot of time, and when they have money, time becomes extravagant.

Chen Xin had a lot of time to spend with his girlfriend when he was unemployed, but he was scolded for having no dreams, no goals and no income, but when he went to work to make money, he had no time to accompany her, but he was told that he didn't love her anymore.

Not only Linyin, but even Chen Xinlai felt that women were complex creatures.

In comparison, judging from the fact that Jiang Shengjiu knows what class of people should have a way of chasing love that matches his identity, Jiang Shengjiu is a normal person.

"That...."Chen Xinlai wanted to ask her if she had any way to survive in this dilemma world, but Jiang Shengjiu intercepted her.

"Hurry up, I've got to go back and make a few more tunes to post online. By the way, what other popular online platforms do you have here? Is it the kind of person who has a large number of active people? ”

Jiang Shengjiu was a little panicked, she wanted to return to her kingdom. I don't like the feeling of not being in control, but I also know that this sense of control can only be in the hands of those in power.

I don't know if it's fate, that kind of fatalism connected by blood can easily make you do things you don't want to do.

Could it be that parents and family members are like this? It's like a tight spell on Sun Wukong's head....

Jiang Shengjiu had never felt like being restrained before, and suddenly there was a father and an aunt and stepmother who had not met, but no matter how many preventive injections he had taken, he felt tired.

When I got home, I forced Chen Xinlai to download Duoyin, and asked Aunt Chen to also register an account, and there was nothing else to do every day, just like and forward it to her.

Jiang Shengjiu's current voice can't sing, and she hasn't found anyone who sings well, except for Linyin, but if she really lets Linyin's people give up their jobs to accompany her to record songs here, she can't afford to pay her salary!

She looked for the types of music in this world, which were generally classical music, and there were also a lot of genres, and there was nothing wrong with them except that they required a certain level of knowledge.

She sighed, music still has to be popular to get a strong life.

It's not bad to wear formal clothes to a concert to get the sublimation of the soul and the edification of art, but you can't stand it every day.

Please Linyin's guitar is estimated to arrive in some time, so I will record some piano music in the next few days.

Castle in the Sky was created by Jean Hisaishi, a musician from her own world, and she had previously visited the gentleman in the hope that they could sing this song together during her concert, and finally got her wish.

It can be said that this song means something different to her. At that time, he had just been divorced by his fiancé, and he became the laughing stock of the whole world for a while.

And at that time, the concert used this song as the opening, which was also to draw an end to that feeling.

Knowing the tragedy, he still has no hesitation and moves forward bravely.

In this world, no one is worthy of anyone and sorry for anyone. Since you meet, treat it well, don't make excuses for separation, if you don't love, you don't love.

Is there anyone in this world who can't live without illusory love?

After the song is played, the melodious aftermath echoes in this large enclosed room. On one wall was a layer of mirrors, and in the mirror, the beautiful woman sitting behind the piano was in tears.

It's not productive, it's been so long, even if you die once, it still hurts to think about the past.