It was late at night.

After Zhou Yang finished learning some professional content, he inadvertently looked out the window.

Window......

The galaxy shimmers and shines.

He subconsciously leaned out of the window and looked up at the starry sky.

This moment......

He suddenly felt that the galaxy was shining, and people seemed very small in this land.

There was even a moment when he suddenly thought about what people want to do in this life and what is the meaning of life like some literary and artistic young people......

The age of a man is no more than a hundred, and how brilliant he is when he is born, he will return to dust and flutter in the wind after death.

Thousands of years from now, who will still know you?

So, what is the meaning of our life?

Do you drift with the tide gradually, or do you give yourself a good position, try to control your own destiny, and live a wonderful life?

Just when Zhou Yang was more and more confused the more he thought about it, a cold wind blew, making him tremble.

"Why am I thinking about this kind of problem......

"It seems that life has been too good lately, and I am full of food and holding on."

"There's a serious illness!"

Zhou Yang shook his head, laughed at himself, and then closed the window.

After sorting out the documents on the desk, Zhou Yang stared at the invitation letter that had just arrived at the Berlin International Film Festival.

He watched it for a long time.

In the end, he silently took the invitation into his arms.

Go to Berlin!

What should I do?

After working hard for so long, and getting help from a lot of people, it's definitely impossible for you to say that you don't care about this thing at all.

No one wants something that they have worked hard for a long time to suddenly become useless, like dross that has been despised at will.

Even if he can't win the award, he must sell the copyright well, at least he can't let the film lose money, and he is worthy of the people who trust him.

Aren't people trying to prove themselves?

Zhou Yang turned off the lights and left the office, just after getting on the elevator and walking out of the company's door, he suddenly heard a voice in the training room downstairs.

He subconsciously pressed the elevator door and walked in the direction of the training room.

It seems that someone is singing and practicing their throat?

Zhou Yang approached the door of the training room, and through the window, he saw Song Qianqian of the H56 group in the training room of Nuoda singing "The Girl with Wings" over and over again.

It was very cold outside, but Song Qianqian was sweating profusely when she sang.

It wasn't until she sang for more than half an hour and her throat was a little hoarse that she lay down on the training mat tiredly.

Her whole person looks very unwilling!

After listening to his recording, he suddenly broke down and cried in his seat.

Looks lonely.

Zhou Yang suddenly felt that life was quite dramatic, and Zhou Yang once sang the song "The Girl with Wings" to her, but in the training room that day, Zhou Yang heard Jiang Shushu's more suitable voice.

Zhou Yang naturally chose the best.

And "Invisible Wings", Zhou Yang can't give Song Qianqian ......

Although Zhou Yang doesn't know much about music, compared with the original song, he feels that although her voice is loud enough, she really almost feels it, and the explosiveness of that struggle and emotion is still a little worse.

Hearing it again today, Zhou Yang felt that the smell was a little stronger.

But it's still slightly lacking.

He shook his head and eventually left the training room.

When he walked to the first floor, Zhou Yang's mobile phone shook slightly.

Subsequently, he saw that Jiang Shushu had sent messages to himself.

"Teacher Zhou, I can't sleep, I'm very excited!"

"Your work, coupled with my singing voice and the help of Mr. Wu, I can definitely make a splash!"

"I'm not afraid of Cai Lin!"

"I want everyone in the company to know that your choice is right, I am not worse than Song Qianqian, I am stronger than her, even better!"

"I will prove that the song you wrote is unique, and it is a better song than Song Lian, and you are not inferior to him at all!"

“……”

After reading the text message, Zhou Yang took his mobile phone, pondered for a long time, and thought of a lot of ways to respond.

"Come on!"

Eventually, he replied with two words.

"Zhou Yang!"

After replying to the text message, when Zhou Yang just walked out of the door, he suddenly heard someone behind him calling him.

He subconsciously turned his head, and then saw An Xiao wearing a pure white woolen skirt, a short black coat on the outside, and still a shawl with long hair, slowly walking towards him with a small high heel.

"Mr. An, you haven't rested yet?" Zhou Yang looked at An Xiao, a little surprised.

"Just got off work."

"Oh, hard work." As soon as Zhou Yang finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, thinking of the subordinate and subordinate workplaces he saw, and felt that he should say "You have worked hard", and was thinking about changing the sentence......

"Zhou Yang, you've been wronged these days, I'll go with you in Berlin this time." An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang.

These days, she has been focusing on the situation of the "Youth" movie, and inadvertently, ignoring "The Bottom of the Mine".

She felt a little apologetic in her heart.

She understands that in fact, compared to "Youth", this "Mine Bottom" needs more help.

Coupled with the recent turmoil of Zhou Yang's attack, An Xiao's sense of guilt in Zhou Yang's heart became even stronger.

"No grievances, it's okay." Zhou Yang shook his head and smiled, compared to before, he can now look directly at An Xiao calmly, and will not deliberately avoid his eyes.

"Well, you're going to wear this to Berlin?" An Xiao looked Zhou Yang up and down and frowned slightly.

"I'll wear a suit tomorrow......" Zhou Yang shook his head.

"That suit doesn't match you very well, it's like a performance prop on your body...... Well, like an insurance seller. An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang's whole body carefully again, and finally said this.

After saying that, An Xiao left.

Zhou Yang looked at An Xiao's slender back, and didn't know what An Xiao's words meant for a while.

Is that suit of mine LOW?

Nothing was said all night.

When Zhou Yang returned to the company the next day, he saw that there were many more people in the company.

"Director Zhou, you're finally here! I've been waiting for you for a long time! ”

Chen Shuangbao, who had a swarthy face, put on a suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he stood in the crowd and surrounded Zhou Yang very excitedly.

"Brother Chen......"

"Director Zhou, I never dreamed that I would be able to fly, and even more so that I could go abroad to participate in the film festival...... Thank you so much! ”

"......" Chen Shuangbao grabbed Zhou Yang's hand very excitedly, and the folds on his face were constantly shaking.

"Director Zhou, is this your company?" Liu Tingting, who was dressed very fashionably, also came up.

Her whole person has changed a lot compared to a month ago, the makeup on her face is no longer as heavy as before, but the makeup is quite light, although she looks not tall in a cheongsam, she looks very sexy, not inferior to any woman in the company.

In addition to her, Zhao Zhen and others also came up to greet Zhou Yang as soon as possible.

Zhou Yang almost walked into the company's office surrounded by a crowd.

When he walked into the office, he saw a brand new suit with English branding on the desk, then an unopened shirt, and then a pair of leather shoes, tie, and cufflinks...... Everything but the kitchen sink.

Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stepped forward!

He saw a sticky note on his suit.

"Put on this suit and go to Berlin."

The handwriting is very neat, and there is a faint fragrance on the sticky note paper.

This smell is good, it's the smell of Anshino!

Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally went to the changing room in the office to change his clothes.

Not long after I changed my clothes, I heard a knock on the door again.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou, we are your private image design, is it convenient for you now?"

"Convenient ......"

"Good! Then we're in! ”

“……”

…………………………

"Zhou, Teacher Zhou? You...... Teacher Zhou Yang? ”

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"No, no, no...... It's nothing...... Mr. Zhou Yang, are you going to Berlin today? ”

"yes!"

"That, that, I wish you a victorious start!"

"Well, thanks, I'll go first."

"Okay!"

“……”

When Zhou Yang changed his clothes and walked out, he happened to meet Jiang Shushu, who was preparing to participate in the album launch conference.

Jiang Shushu lost his mind for a while after seeing Zhou Yang, and his face turned a little red inexplicably.

Zhou Yang was stunned.

But then the phone rang, and it was Wang Shuai calling.

He's got to go.

Jiang Shushu stared at Zhou Yang's background in a daze.

I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

Zhou Yang's hairstyle changed, he put on a pair of flat glasses, and changed into a top-of-the-line "Elaire" brand-name suit......

Just standing here, the whole person exudes an indescribable "pure desire" temperament.

Jiang Shushu instantly felt that his heart trembled!

"Teacher Zhou can be so handsome?"