"Has the news been released?"

"Yes, the copy that has been written has been sent out."

"Pay attention to monitoring the direction of public opinion, and immediately guide if the situation is wrong."

In the background of Instagram, news related to Li Zhenyu is closely watched.

The news that could be confirmed about his identity and origin that had leaked out before was all released by him himself.

Among them are rumors that Universal Capital, which acquired Big Machine Records, has a close relationship with him.

Instead of letting netizens speculate and make all kinds of malicious evaluations.

It is better to expose some unimportant information directly in front of the public, so that he loses his sense of mystery.

The easier it is to get, the less it is worth cherishing.

Once these news were announced, they seemed to cause heated discussions among netizens, but at the same time, they also satisfied their inner curiosity and curiosity.

Once this psychology is satisfied, attention drops dramatically.

In just a few days, people will be attracted to the new gossip of public opinion and completely forget about him.

Of course, because Taylor is a star, he will still be talked about from time to time.

But as long as he keeps a low profile, no one will be interested anymore if he has more times.

After all, if it weren't for the sake of building up Taylor's faith this time.

Let her be brave enough to be herself, and no longer have to be the good girl who is pleasing and eager to be recognized by everyone.

Li Zhenyu would not act in such a high-profile manner in front of the media.

Looking at Taylor, who was rushing from the recording studio, Li Zhenyu put down his legs on the table, "Yu, how am I doing?" ”

"Good, perfect."

Li Zhenyu stood up to applaud her, and now is the time when she needs encouragement and confidence the most.

"But I always feel like there's something that's not good enough."

Taylor frowned involuntarily, lost in memory.

Overcorrection is another issue that needs to be addressed.

"High demands on yourself can lead to progress, but just a little bit at a time. Too much will drain the potential, and that's how singers who lose inspiration and drink heavily every day come in. ”

"But ......"

Taylor always felt that such 'indulgence' was a sin.

She should have worked harder, harder.

"Stopping once in a while is a better start, and don't take rest as a sin."

Modern syndrome, always have to keep running on the road, even if you are tired and half dead, and your heart is full of trauma, you don't dare to stop.

As soon as you stop, a strong sense of guilt will force you to keep going.

This is a completely pathological psychology, and people have the right to rest, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, or how capable they are.

People, first of all, must be alive to think about these issues.

"So, what are you going to do now?"

"What you want to do most."

"Find a place to lie down."

Holding her shoulders, Li Zhenyu pressed her on the sofa and lay down, "Then lie down... Don't always think about being that sensible child, it's okay to be naughty. ”

It was clear that the education she had been exposed to in the past was not like this, and reason told her that it was not right.

But she enjoyed everything at the moment very much, and she felt the same as what Li Zhenyu said.

It was as if he had seen through all his disguises and seen a real person.

It's not the human skin doll that is pinched out according to the requirements of others.

Taylor suddenly understood a little bit about what to do with himself.

Lying on the sofa, Taylor fell into a deep sleep unconsciously, smelling the smell of reassuring herself, and she slept very soundly.

Li Zhenyu received an unfamiliar number from London, "Hey...... Mina? ”

The call was from Liu Meina, and as soon as the phone was connected, she asked if it was her own idea.

"What?"

"Asked Ms. Li to come to Paris to find me, is it your attention?"

"What Ms. Li, then you are a mother."

"Ashie, is this the time to talk about this, is this important?"

"Liu Meina, do you want me to go to London to find you and tell you in person."

“…… I'm sorry, Oba, people are in a hurry. ”

Liu Meina's irritable tone became soft, she knew when to be strong and when to show weakness.

"Hmm~ Have a good talk with Ms. Li, and decide not to see each other for the rest of your life!"

"Ne, I see."

Obviously, her tone was normal, but Li Zhenyu seemed to have seen her playful appearance of grimacing.

"Liu Meina, what are you doing with strange expressions?"

“…… Oba, where are you, how did you see it, have you come to London? ”

When she hung up the phone, Liu Meina still looked incredible.

Is he a god operator, or has he found a god woman somewhere.

How can you guess what you're doing just by guessing.

Ouch, Ms. Li can't know herself as well as he does, really......

"Hmm~"

Stretching, Taylor opened his eyes.

The world seemed to be completely new, and she hadn't slept so easily in a long time.

But what about others?

Sitting up in a bit of a hurry, looking left and right, Taylor found the person he was looking for at the small round table in the corner.

I wanted to call him, but Taylor suddenly had the idea of playing tricks on him.

So, rubbing her hands and feet, she came behind him, and was about to do something, when her eyes were attracted by the handwriting on the screen.

"I sat in my chair and didn't want to move. The room was cold, dark, and empty. I dragged an old scarf over my body and stared at the flames in front of me......"

After writing the last word, Li Zhenyu easily lifted his finger on the button.

He threw his hands back to stretch his limbs, only to find Taylor standing behind him like a puppet, staring at the words on the screen without blinking.

"Yu, you're a writer, is this a work you wrote?"

"Yes, it's my new work."

"New work?"

Taylor was surprised and asked, "Have you written anything before, have I read it?" ”

"Oh, there's one, I don't know if you've seen it, Fifty Shades of Grey."

"Fifty shades of grey?!"

Taylor's voice rose an octave upward, and he wrote the work that he called the 'Women's Bible'.

It sounds so strange for a man to write the 'Women's Bible,' too.

"Just as it is the woman who knows the man best, and so does the woman, it is the man who knows the woman best. Now, do you still think it's weird? ”

Hearing him say this, Taylor suddenly felt so reasonable.

It is only normal for a man who understands women to write a book that is regarded as the 'Bible' by women.

But why, is it the 'Women's Bible'!

"So, you prefer older women."

Lying on his back with his arms around his neck, Taylor chuckled in his ear and asked, "Is it because they're sexier?" ”

"No, it's because they know better, so you should study hard."

"Do you know what you look like at this time?"

"What?"

"Bastard, complete bastard."

"Thanks, it's the most beautiful compliment I've ever heard, so let's start learning!"

(End of chapter)