Jike's mouth took a long time to close.

He heard what was on his boss's mind.

If this had been in ancient times, it would have been destroyed.

Thankfully, fortunately!

It's just, how should he pick up the stalk thrown by the boss?

His brain spun at high speed, and Jik was about to cry out in a hurry.

"Actually, that's it, red roses and white roses. Boss, Miss Shengsheng and Miss Geling have their own merits! The song "Burning", I am going to burn when I listen to it. How kind of person must be to be able to write such a song...... I have a limited culture and don't know how to describe it. ”

"Suppose you had to choose between red and white roses, what would you choose?" Xi Jiu asked.

Jike patted his knees and pondered: "A person's choice will be influenced by his position and role. The boss promised me that no matter whether my answer was good or bad, he would not fire me for squid before I could speak. ”

Jike, who is delicate on all sides, kicks the ball to his assistant.

Jike's expression was quite tangled, and after a while he replied: "When a man is young and in love, he probably likes to sing; If you are ready to get married, you must love to dance. This is a universal view. And I, love the house and the black. ”

Xi Jiu was savoring Jike's words.

This type of singer is suitable for love, and men will choose Zhu Sheng to get married? And Jike leans towards Zhu Sheng.

There is no solution to the answer, Zhu Sheng has Li Xiao.

Then he realized that his comparison was in itself a blasphemy against the singer.

"Actually, after the incident at the winery, I deliberately let the relationship between us cool down. I know that the singer cares and wants to advance and retreat with me. And I want to see my heart clearly. ”

He reads the messages and greetings that the singer sends every day. She learned a few bartenders and said she would mix them for him later.

Xi Jiu smiled every time he hooked his lips. Let it go. He sees more and returns less. But only Xi Jiu himself knows, a piece of information, he will read many times. Speaking of which, since yesterday, the information has been cut off.

"After all, I still don't love her enough." Xi Jiu Youyou issued a concluding statement.

The back of the building. There was a rustling sound.

Xi Jiu and Ji Ke followed the prestige, and through the unclear moonlight and the lights of the construction site, he saw the woman in style.

It's just that Liu Geling at this time exudes coldness, chill and sadness all over her body.

Those amorous eyes were full of a thick sadness that could not be dissolved.

She spoke, her voice a little languid and hoarse, and at this time, she was still maintaining her demeanor and pride. "I'm sorry, Director Xi, the surprise turned into a fright. Thank you, for your unloving kindness, let's stop here. ”

With that, she turned and left.

Under the huge shadow of the museum, she seems so small and thin, but also so lonely and stubborn.

She has written love songs for so many years, and she has already tasted them.

Love will be sensual, impulsive, and will crave possession. But does love calculate rationality like this?

She was willing to stay and try to have a relationship because she was sure that one day he would fall in love with her.

It's been more than three months, so I can declare it a failure.

Tears drifted in the air, and she told herself, don't look back, don't give up. She Liu Geling can afford to hold it and put it down. In addition to men, she also has a guitar and has music.

"Singer!" Xi Jiu shouted, chased after her, and grabbed her wrist. He stared at her, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

"My message was cut off yesterday!"

You didn't notice it yourself.

"Director Xi, please let go. I have my self-esteem, and I won't hesitate for a second when it's time to quit. ”

The game is over, and each of them exits.

Liu Geling disappeared into the wind, galloping, and galloping. As she passed the site gate, she heard the enthusiastic voice of the security guard. "Didn't you find our factory director? He didn't come out. ”

She rushed into the car. When I opened the accelerator, I found that this was Xi Jiu's car.

It's time to pay him back.

"Borrow one more night. Tomorrow, it will be all over Zhao. ”

What was she looking forward to? Do you expect him to chase after him?

Xi Jiu's brain is down, about why Ge Ling appeared, and how he coped with it. His heart was pounding and was about to burst out of his throat. Why is this happening?

Jike walked up to him, "Boss, it's dangerous to walk at night, and I'm still a girl. ”

If you can't rest assured, you will chase it.

Xi Jiu glanced at him and ran wildly.

In the stunned eyes of the security guards, they rushed out of the construction site.

"What's going on? Did the beauty find the factory director? The security guard muttered.

Xi Jiu drank, he shouldn't have been driving, but he forgot, he just wanted to catch up with Liu Geling.

Luckily, I didn't meet the traffic police.

He chased to Liu Geling's house and came to the door. He had the key, and as long as he opened it, he could see her.

The key was inserted into the lock hole, only to find that the door was locked.

He knocked on the door a few times, but there was no answer. Then, he slid limply down and sat down in front of her door. At this moment, only the memory belongs to him, and he gets along with Liu Geling and repeats it in his mind.

What about Liu Geling? She also sat in front of the door.

Two people, one door, cut off the world.

When the eastern sky revealed the white belly of the fish, Liu Geling rubbed her numb arms and legs and stood up. The hand falls on the doorknob.

If he is still here, forgive him and give him another chance.

If it's not there, it's gone.

Having done a good job of mental construction, she opened the door. Empty, nothing.

A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Geling's mouth, and a tear flowed.

She went to wash, put on makeup, put on a costume, and drove to the Zhu Lisheng flute studio.

It's early in the morning, and she thinks she's going to play the alarm clock and wake Li Xiao up from her sleep. Unexpectedly, Li Xiao and Zhu Sheng were ready to go.

"Oh, Geling, you came here so early?" Zhu Sheng greeted her.

"You guys, where are you going?" Liu Geling asked blankly.

"Build a city. Sheng Sheng received an invitation to the Qiangui Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala and went over to talk about the details. Li Xiao explained. He walked around to Liu Geling, looked her up and down, and asked in a low voice, "Something is wrong with you, what happened?" ”

A friend for many years, Li Xiao knows Liu Geling better than others.

Liu Geling smiled, "It's okay, what can I do?" Sheng Sheng goes to satellite TV, can you take me to play? The volume of the latter sentence is significantly higher.

Zhu Sheng finished tidying up the trunk, "If you can't run away, the music belongs to you." ”

"Okay, have a nice trip. If you have any needs, come back and tell me. ”

Zhu Sheng and Li Xiao got into the car and headed towards the city.

Liu Geling left the car in the studio, and then she opened the ticketing app.

**

The car was driving on the highway, and Zhu Sheng recalled everything when he left, "Li Xiao, singer her...... I'll give her a call. ”

"If it's an emotional matter, it's not good for others to interfere. She can handle the rest herself. Li Xiao stopped her.

Yes, emotional things, such as people drinking water, know their own warmth and coldness.

Four hours later, the car arrived at the Qiangui Satellite TV building. According to the agreement, they found the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala.

The place where we met was the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. The director is a man in his forties, surnamed Meng. "Mr. Li, hello Miss Shengsheng. My daughter has watched Shengsheng's live broadcast on the Internet, and she likes Shengsheng very much. She said that if our Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala can invite her to you, then the ratings will be stable. ”

Faced with such a high evaluation, Zhu Sheng smiled and said, "Director, you have won the award." We are here to communicate with you about the arrangement of the program. Your team, what are the expectations and requirements for our dance? ”

"To be honest, I want to present a Guigui version of flying on the water. This is not to say that we want to perform Feitian, but a good program with Qiangui characteristics, comparable to Feitian's cultural heritage and influence, and the audience likes to see it. ”

(End of chapter)