Bei Yichen's gaze stayed on the photo sent by Ma Ke, and his heart involuntarily increased its beating speed.

Nanxi Creek in the photo is stunningly beautiful, the bright eyes are like bright stars, exuding the light of wisdom, and revealing pure kindness, her smile is warm and charming, just like the rising sun, as if she is a living elf.

In the photo of Nanxi Creek, her long hair flows like a waterfall, gently fluttering in the wind, as if whispering her story, and her smile makes people feel an inexplicable peace of mind and warmth in their hearts.

His gaze wanders over the photo, every detail attracts him, and he seems to have been immersed in the world of Nanxi Creek, unable to extricate himself.

In the deep darkness, Bei Yichen sat alone on the silent sofa, his gaze deep and focused, staring at the photos on his phone.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, revealing a sweet smile, as if he could see her smart eyes and hear her silver bell-like laughter.

He is immersed in this unique sense of well-being, as if time stands still in this moment, and only the photographs of him and Nanxi Creek exist.

"What is a man looking at here?"

A coquettish voice interrupted his thoughts, and Bei Yichen followed the sound and saw Nan Xixi standing at the door of the room looking at him.

Bei Yichen beckoned to her, "Why did you wake up?"

When Nan Xixi walked in front of him, he naturally reached out and dragged her over and sat on his lap, put one hand around her waist, and handed the phone to her eyes, "Oh, look at the beauty."

Seeing the photo of herself on her phone, Nan Xixi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What, I like to look at it, isn't it good to look at me, do the photos look good with me?"

Bei Yichen held her cheeks with both hands, turned left and right to look back and forth, and then smiled and said, "It's really, life is good-looking."

"You didn't go to the company today, so you ......?"

Nan Xixi said with some concern, remembering the script in her heart.

Bei Yichen touched her hair, and then soothed: "Okay, don't worry, when you were filming, I already called Sister Guan and told her, I think this matter is almost the same, just wait for the contract to be signed."

"Really? Oh my God, that's great, congratulations, maybe the next actor might be you."

Bei Yichen smiled and reached out and pinched the tip of her nose, "You, it seems that you are happier than you acting by yourself."

"That's right, my husband is so powerful, won't I also follow the light, at that time, I will be waiting at home to count the money, what about you, just go out and make money for me."

"You're a little money fan, you like to count money so much, so why don't you exchange all the money for signing a contract at this time for cash, and then send it over?"

Nan Xixi couldn't help laughing out loud and hugged his neck tightly, "It's really annoying, okay, let's go to bed quickly, I have an announcement tomorrow."

Bei Yichen nodded, and the two of them entered the room one after another.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shine through the windows, illuminating the elegant interior.

Nan Xixi opened his eyes lazily, and saw that Bei Yichen next to him was still sleeping quietly, his face looked more resolute in the faint sunlight, Nan Xixi stared at him quietly, and a warmth swelled in his heart.

She quietly got out of bed, went into the kitchen, and began to work skillfully.

The birds in the early morning sang happily outside the window, and Nanxixi listened, and the movements in her hands became more brisk.

She prepared breakfast attentively, and a smile bloomed on her face as Bei Yichen tasted her craftsmanship in her mind.

After a while, breakfast was ready.

Nan Xixi put the prepared breakfast on the plate, brought it to the head of Bei Yichen's bed, and looked at him who was still asleep, and couldn't help but smile.

She wrote a post-it note and put it on the dinner plate, then gently kissed Bei Yichen's forehead like a dragonfly and left the room.

Bei Yichen slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the head of the bed, and he saw the exquisite breakfast.

A warm current surged in his heart, he knew that this must be Nanxixi's arrangement, and in an instant, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised, it was a smile from the heart, full of warmth and satisfaction.

He sat up and savored the breakfast, which was the unique taste of Nanxi Creek, plain but incomparably unique.

Bei Yichen left home directly after breakfast.

When Bei Yichen walked into the company, he was greeted with a warm greeting.

"Brother Chen, good morning!"

"Brother Chen, good morning!"

......

One by one, they were very happy to see him coming.

Bei Yichen smiled and nodded at them, and then walked directly into Sister Guan's office.

Sister Guan's eyes instantly became surprised, and she felt a little unexpected when she looked at Bei Yichen's walk-in.

A hint of surprise and confusion flashed across her face, like ripples on the surface of a lake blown by an autumn wind.

However, the surprise was only a short-lived emotion, and Sister Guan did not let this emotion last long, her expression quickly returned to her previous composure and calmness, with a calm and leisurely attitude.

After Bei Yichen approached, Sister Guan asked him bluntly, "Why are you here?" What's the matter?" Her voice is smooth and powerful.

"Sister Guan, what you say sounds a little sad, this is my company, is it possible that I have to come back to see something."

"Not really, but when you come, something will happen."

Bei Yichen sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs and looked at her, "Say, what's the matter?"

"How's that movie?"

"It's rare, I really didn't expect that, Bei Yichen, Bei Yichen, you would take the initiative to care about this?"

Bei Yichen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when Sister Guan said this, and coughed dryly: "What, I didn't think that I had already agreed, if something happened in my life, I would be embarrassed."

"Okay, put away your heart, well, see for yourself."

Sister Guan put the contract in front of him, and then sat opposite him.

Bei Yichen looked at the content of the contract carefully, and subconsciously frowned, "Who is the heroine of this movie?"

Sister Guan spread her hands, and the corners of her mouth twitched, and said, "I don't know about this either.

I heard that the director may start a newcomer this time, and before, there was news that it might be Tan Miaomiao, but as soon as the recent thing comes out, it is estimated that it is enough to hang."

Bei Yichen nodded slightly after hearing this, thinking in his heart, there is no intimate drama anyway, it doesn't matter who the heroine is, for himself.

"I've already seen this contract, and there's probably no problem, by the way, what do you think of this salary?"

Bei Yichen glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth glanced slightly, "Eight figures."

"Too little? I can talk about that again."

Bei Yichen hurriedly waved his hand, "No, it's okay."

Sister Guan looked at him with a smile on her face, lowered her body slightly and said, "I said Yichen, when you were not interested in filming dramas before, you were full of refusal two days ago, why did you suddenly change your mind."

"Why, don't you want to, isn't that what you want?"

"Yes, I want you to go, that's not to let you stabilize your position more, you must know that although your position is quite stable now, but since the announcement of the marriage, you have still lost a lot of fans."

"I see, it's not about doing it."

Sister Guan sat up straight and looked at him, "Then you can tell me, with so many scripts, why did you choose this movie alone?"

Bei Yichen licked his lips, clasped his hands together and smiled, and then said, "My wife chose it."

Hearing this, Sister Guan was also completely absent

lost his temper, and he didn't have any desire to continue.

"Okay, what should you do, these days, you can get new songs, and one or two variety shows, don't worry, it's not that kind of reality show, it's a TV station.

There's also a magazine shoot, and by the way, Fashion Week sent an invitation to invite you over, and I promised you here."

Bei Yichen stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, anyway, you have already agreed, what else can I say, then I will go to the recording studio first."

He walked alone into the familiar recording studio, the door closing softly, bringing with him a lonely but determined voice.

Bei Yichen sat at the heart of the studio, his eyes deep and focused, his fingers gently swept over the guitar strings, and at that moment, the music flowed out like a trickling stream, gentle and powerful.

He began to ponder his new song, every note, every chord, every melody that had been well thought out by him, his mind was filled with all kinds of sounds, twinkling like stars, some bright, some dim, and he knew he needed to capture these starry inspirations into the song and let them fly freely in the melody.

He pondered, experimenting with combinations, exploring the possibilities of each note.

He pursues every detail, trying to find the melody and rhythm that best expresses his emotions.

Under the lights in the studio, in this confined space, his soul was released in music.

Time flowed through his fingertips, and he was so enchanted with his own musical world that he forgot that time passed, and only he and his music existed.

Even in this silent recording studio, Bei Yichen can still feel the vitality of music. His fingers dance on the keys again, each key acting like his dance partner, and they work together to create one beautiful melody after another.

His new songs are a portrayal of his soul and an outpouring of his emotions, with every note carrying his emotions and experiences, and every melody showing his personality and talent.