When An Yushuo came out, Bai Qiuling had already returned to his room, and only the remaining marks on the sofa in the living room proved that a girl had sat here just now. And Bai Qiuling, who returned to the room, sat on the piano in a daze, in a very bad mood, she didn't find the slightest feeling, and the melody was still in her mind.

After a long time, Bai Qiuling picked up the phone a little dazedly, thought about it and put it down. Zhang Bodong must know about her disagreement with the company, one is an "outdated" singer who no one cares about, and the other is an entertainment company that plans to hide himself, will he choose to help himself?

Bai Qiuling actually wanted to have a professional musician to discuss, she didn't have a clue about this melody she wrote, but if there was a professional musician who could give some inspiration, it would be of great help to her. But she was embarrassed to trouble An Yushuo, before inviting songs was purely business, but now that she has become a friend, she can't wipe off her face.

Putting down the phone, Bai Qiuling sat quietly on the piano chair, tilted his head and stared blankly at the sparrows jumping outside the windowsill, and lost his mind for a while. She slowly strengthened her thoughts, then thought about it, took out a pen and paper, and wrote the melody on the white paper. In the end, Bai Qiuling still mustered up the courage to make a phone call, "Hello Mr. Zhang, my name is Bai Qiuling, I am a singer of Guangyun Entertainment, I want to cooperate with you if I have the opportunity." ”

As soon as the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone heard that it was a little diva asking for a song, he agreed to meet him at a café near him. But after hanging up the phone, he immediately reacted, Bai Qiuling is a person who was hidden by Starlight Entertainment, if he helped Bai Qiuling write a song, it would be equivalent to creating difficulties for Qu Shanshan of Guangyun Entertainment, and it was also not good for his career. Then he called back and refused Bai Qiuling's request.

But Bai Qiuling seemed to have understood a long time ago, she just told Zhang Bodong that she would wait for him at the agreed café later, and she would be waiting for him at any time until Zhang Bodong left Jiangcheng.

******

In the hazy moonlight of the night, the dew fell quietly. When the first rays of dawn illuminate the earth, the dewdrops that lie deep in the green leaves are opened by the golden arrows of the sun, and the eyelids are opened, and strings of light flash. A gust of morning breeze blows, and the dewdrops are beating, like brilliant diamonds rolling on the velvet under the refraction of the morning light.

This is the only natural world in Bai Qiuling's eyes. And she, complementary to this diamond-like dewdrop, completes its mission during the day, bringing the light and returning with the moon.

Bai Qiuling did what she said, although the café was far away from here, she still insisted on waiting for him at the café every day. For nine days in a row, An Yushuo also found that Bai Qiuling basically went out early and returned late, and sometimes even heard the sound of the door opening outside until it was almost early in the morning, although it was a little strange, but An Yushuo didn't pay attention to it, it was people's lives, and he had no reason to ask.

Zhang Bodong went downstairs several times and went out to see the café opposite, sitting quietly a little girl wearing a hat, basically wearing a mask, occasionally looking up, and lowering her head to write and scratch silently. Bai Qiuling watched Zhang Bodong take his wife out for a walk every day and go home in an hour, and she could end the day's trip.

She didn't really expect Zhang Bodong to help her write a complete song, but she really needed someone to discuss. Tang Jing has helped her contact a lot of musicians these days, but the answer is refusal, it is obvious that the company has intervened, and she really can't contact other musicians.

When Bai Qiuling arrived home and opened the door, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, An Yushuo put An Wan to sleep, and was sitting on the sofa swiping her mobile phone. Seeing Bai Qiuling coming back, An Yushuo put down his phone, "You're back, are you eating?" ”

"No thanks."

She went straight into the room without washing, she got into the bed, and the light was not turned on, very tired. The body is tired, and the heart is even more tired.

******

In a café in the early morning in Jiangcheng, Bai Qiuling came here with the morning dew as usual, got through the half-open glass door, and sat in a familiar position. This is the tenth day, and she plans to come back for another three days before giving up, and if no one will help her, she will not rely on people...... At most, you can open your mouth to him.

Perhaps the heavens had responded to her wish, and this time at twelve o'clock at noon, she saw a person in the café who she had been waiting for for ten days, a middle-aged man with a very ordinary appearance. Zhang Bodong came to the bar and ordered a cup of American style, then walked to Bai Qiuling and sat down, and said helplessly to Bai Qiuling: "Miss Bai, you are the most patient artist I have ever met, much better than Qu Shanshan, if you are not targeted, she really has nothing to compare to you." ”

Bai Qiuling took off his cap, so that he looked more solemn.

Zhang Bodong smiled when he saw Bai Qiuling's movements, reached out and took the music manuscript that Bai Qiuling put on the table, frowned from time to time, and after a while, he raised his head and said, "What instrument do you use, is there a recording?" ”

"Yes." Bai Qiuling took out his mobile phone from his bag, clicked on the recording file and played the melody he recorded with the piano.

Zhang Bodong listened very carefully, quite surprised, soft and slightly sad, although it was only more than ten seconds, but I knew that this melody, if the words are appropriate, it is a good song. "Put it a few more times." He listened intently, frowning, and cooperated with Bai Qiuling's musical draft, "Emotionally a little crippled, not satisfactory." ”

"Well, that's why I just wanted to ask Mr. Zhang for help, and I've tried to make it up these days, but it's not ideal." Bai Qiuling said, took out a few more music manuscripts from his bag and handed them to Zhang Bodong for study.

Two people sat in the café for an hour and a half. Zhang Bodong also tried to continue, but the result was not satisfied. Seeing that the time was not early, he stood up and took out two fairly complete music drafts from Bai Qiuling's ones, "Later, you send me the melody recording with the same number on your mobile phone, I'll see if I can try to improve it in the next two days, and then I'll tell you." As he spoke, he wanted to leave.

Bai Qiuling hurriedly stood up and bowed to Zhang Bodong, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, thank you very much." ”

"Don't thank me, I'm also impressed by your perseverance and patience. I don't know where you got my news from, but we'd better see each other less, Guangyun Entertainment won't allow me to help you. Zhang Bodong walked out of the café after speaking, and Bai Qiuling followed out.

The afternoon sun was not strong, and although the weather in September was a little cool, Bai Qiuling felt very warm. If she can come up with her own work this time, she will leave when her contract expires in the next year, and she will successfully get rid of Guangyun Entertainment. Thinking about what has happened over the years, I can't help but sigh that I was a fool in the first place!