Li Qiang's eyelashes trembled.

If it was usual, her pretending to sleep would probably be recognized by the man at the first time.

But this time, it didn't.

There are turbulent waves surging in Li Qiang's heart.

This is the first time that she has confronted Fu Xiao's feelings.

There is no need to have any doubts.

The feelings are so strong that they are almost ...... Drowning.

Li Qiang didn't know when she fell asleep, but she remembered that Fu Xiao was always holding her behind her back this night and never let go for a moment.

Until waking up the next day.

But it was empty.

It was as if last night's painful plea was just a dream of Li Qiang.

Just when Li Qiang was stunned, the mobile phone rang suddenly.

"Li Qiang!"

Yan Huai's shout on the phone made Li Qiang's wandering thoughts retract instantly.

"How...... What's wrong? ”

Li Qiang stammered and asked, thinking that she had inadvertently caused some trouble again.

As a result, Yan Huai followed up with a sentence: "My treasure ~~~"

The goosebumps that made Li Qiang fall to the ground in an instant.

The voice that was numb to the bones made Li Qiang unaccustomed to it, and he thought that he hadn't woken up and had auditory hallucinations.

"Yan ...... Sister Yan...... Are you okay? ”

Saying that, Li Qiang also pinched her thigh, and even though it hurt so much that she grinned.

It's good, it seems that it's not yourself who is sick.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Huai laughed twice, that called one excited, that called one gentle.

Li Qiang laughed horribly, and there was an urge to stuff the hooves of the black donkey to ward off evil spirits into her mouth.

Fortunately, Yan Huai's abnormality didn't last long.

Soon she cut to the chase.

"Li Qiang, those songs you gave me...... Have you ever asked someone to give you advice? Someone instructed you to say it earlier, but I have been worried for so many days, and I haven't slept well. ”

Listening to the cannon-like sound on the other side of the phone, Li Qiang stroked her groggy head and walked off the bed.

went to the bathroom and took a handful of cold water and patted her cheeks, Li Qiang said word by word: "I didn't find any expert to guide those songs, I wrote them all by myself." What, did the songs you asked someone to review have any results? ”

After saying this, the other end of the phone fell into a brief silence.

"Are these songs really entirely written by you?"

After the silence, Yan Huai asked again.

Li Qiang wiped her face with a towel, but found that there was a faint smell of men's shaving water between her noses, and when she opened her eyes, she really used the wrong one, she took Fu Xiao's towel.

Li Qiang awkwardly grabbed the navy blue towel in her hand, and then said to her phone:

"Of course, I wrote these works when I was in middle school, where did I go to find a master at that time?"

After speaking, Li Qiang walked out of the bedroom with a towel.

On the phone, Yan Huai seemed to be skeptical.

"Forget it, you can come to my office later, and I'll take you to meet someone. But the location is not in the imperial capital, in the city next door, we should live there tonight, you prepare toiletries.

Li Qiang responded, and then took Fu Xiao's towel and found the housekeeper. After explaining what happened, the butler didn't feel any strange about Li Qiang's behavior.

Instead, after comforting Li Qiang for a few words, she asked someone to take out a new towel that was exactly the same and gave it to her.

Fu Xiao has always had zero tolerance for his private belongings being tampered with by others.

Everyone around knows this, and Li Qiang naturally knows it too.

So since living with Fu Xiao, she has paid special attention to this aspect.

But maybe she really didn't have a good rest today, and she used it wrongly, but fortunately Fu Xiao was not at the scene, otherwise she felt that she might be dismantled.

After expressing her gratitude to the butler, Li Qiang's eyes moved to the old towel.

"What to do with this towel?"

The old housekeeper thought for a while and then took the old towel in Li Qiang's hand: "Let the maid dispose of it directly as garbage at night, Mr. used to dispose of it in this way, there is no problem." ”

After dealing with this little episode, Li Qiang simply packed up her things and set off for the studio.

Yan Huai was already waiting there.

After reconfirming that no one else was involved in those songs, Yan Huai glanced at Li Qiang with a complicated expression, and then dialed a phone call.

On the other end of the phone, it seems that Yan Huai is looking for the big guy who checks the songs.

"Yes, she wrote it herself, and she wrote it when she was in middle school, and I've confirmed that to her time and time again."

"Okay, okay, let's go over and visit you today, thank you very much for your support this time."

After a brief speech, Yan Huai hung up the phone, and then looked at Li Qiang: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet a big man in the music industry." But I'll talk about the ugly things first, this big guy agrees with us because those songs are created by you personally. Li Qiang, don't lie this time, count me begging you, don't joke about your future. ”

Li Qiang's eyebrows raised slightly, it seemed that Yan Huai still didn't fully believe her words.

But it doesn't matter, whether she believes it is someone else's business or not, as long as she has a clear conscience.

Li Qiang tightened the backpack strap on her shoulders and nodded nonchalantly.

"Got it."

*

At this moment, in a high-end resort, a stack of A4 papers with songs written on them is placed on the coffee table.

In the room, an elderly man in his early sixties was drinking tea, his gaze casually scanning the scores.

A young assistant refilled the old man's tea and asked, "You really don't believe that she wrote these songs alone?" ”

The old man snorted, "I don't believe it." ”

The young assistant smiled bitterly and said, "Is there no case?" ”

"Yes." The old man glanced at the assistant, and then added lightly: "But that's just a 1 in 10,000 probability." ”

The assistant's expression was a little puzzled: "Since you don't believe it, why do you want to see her?" ”

The old man snorted and said awkwardly, "You don't understand music, you don't know what these works mean to a young man." Let me tell you this, even if she completes these works with the help of others to a certain extent, as long as the main part is done by herself, then her musical talent is also unique, especially ...... She's only in her early twenties. Such a good seedling is worth my gamble. ”

The assistant could only smile when he heard this, and then changed the subject.

"Your son-in-law also wants to visit you tonight, do you need to stagger the time of his visit with Yan Huai?"

As soon as he heard the word son-in-law, the old man suddenly looked at it, obviously having a very low opinion of this son-in-law.

And every time he calls a "visit", he has a very serious purpose, and he will never come to the door if he does not ask for himself.

But when he thought of his daughter who was not sober-minded, the old man could only sigh heavily.

"Tell me, what does he want me to help him with this time?"

The assistant smiled bitterly, obviously knowing the urine sex of the old man's son-in-law.

"He said this time that he was going to bring a few friends from the agency to the door together, there may be some problems with the music albums of some stars, and I want you to use the connections in the circle to improve the style."

Before the assistant could finish speaking, a loud bang resounded through the room.

"Bastard thing! How many pounds and taels of those artists they brought with them, don't they have points in their hearts? What else do you need for those saliva songs? It's not a shame to give me this old face!! ”

The assistant also looked helpless, but unfortunately this matter was asked by the old man's daughter, who had come to have a son, and he had to agree if he didn't agree.

The old man finished his anger, and finally said angrily: "Who is coming, give me the list." ”

The assistant seemed to have anticipated this outcome, and then handed the old man a schedule of itineraries.

And in that table, Xu Hai and several well-known agents and producers in the music industry are listed.

If Yan Huai saw the names of these "old classmates" at this moment, he would definitely be surprised.

The class reunion was unexpectedly early.