After the song was broadcast, Qiao Qinggong looked at Song Ci as if he was invited, and said quickly: "How can I say it, is there anything that needs to be changed?" ”

Song Ci sat on the chair, played the arrangement back to more than a minute, and said: "Here I think it's better to add some flutes to come in, and the whole process needs to be based on the guzheng." ”

Qiao Qinggong said: "We don't have to do this version so completely, when the time comes, the professional team over there may make a big change to our ideas in order to improve the stage effect." ”

Song Ci took two breaths and said, "When is the meeting?" ”

Qiao Qinggong looked at his watch and said, "There are still ten minutes." ”

Song Ci nodded: "I'll communicate with them later." ”

After a while, Liao Jie walked in with a notebook.

Song Ci and Qiao Qinggong prepared to have a meeting with the music team of the organizing committee of the event.

The music director of the King of Singers Contest is a middle-aged man in his forties, a big man who arranges music for some large-scale CCTV galas all the year round, and his name is Yin Fu.

His style of arrangement is traditional and atmospheric.

"I've listened to your arrangement, this time this song is going to go to the Chinese style!" Yin Fu asked, with a faint smile on his face.

Song Ci nodded and said, "I just happened to meet this suitable theme, so I still have to show it." ”

"This theme, you are a pioneer, I listened carefully twice, and when the time comes, at the beginning, how about we add two chimes in?"

Song Ci's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he said, "Yes, it's very suitable." ”

The discussion ended after almost half an hour.

Upper capital.

Yin Fu turned off the computer, and there were more than a dozen people sitting around at the moment.

Yin Fu said to everyone: "The few points discussed with Song Ci just now have been confirmed, people are coming over next week, and we have to come up with a perfect stage plan." ”

Everyone on the team silently took notes.

Song Ci was the first singer to hand in the song of sixteen into eight.

It's incredibly fast.

But the quality of this song is also incredibly high.

None of the 20-odd people in the entire team were not stunned.

"Director, after listening to the song Song Ci, I don't know what kind of music Guan Yueqin has to come up with in order to win Song Ci!"

"The essence of this song, I think the quality is higher than any Chinese style song written by Song Ci before, and it can even be said to be the pinnacle."

"This is just a sixteen-in-eight game, Song Ci is simply full of firepower!"

Yin Fu waved his hand at everyone, and said with a straight face: "Okay, let's all go to work, you haven't heard other people's songs now, how do you know that you can't beat this one of Song Ci?" ”

The crowd dispersed.

Yin Fu stood up unhurriedly, but the melody of Song Ci's new song in his mind was already echoing.

When Song Ci returned to the crew again, Tang Shi and Song Hongdou moved a small stool and sat on the side to watch Cai Cunyi command the scene.

"Why are you here?" Song Ci walked up, looked at Song Hongdou and asked in surprise.

She was wearing a sky-blue coat today, her hair was about five centimeters shorter than the last time they had met, and her face was painted with light makeup, and she looked like a twenty-year-old girl.

Seeing that Song Hongdou raised his head slightly, revealing a snow-white neck, he said lightly: "I just happened to pass by, and I came to explore Tangtang's class." ”

Tang Shi also said with a smile on the side: "Yes, Sister Hongdou came to visit me specially to see if she brought a small gift!"

Tang Shi said, shaking a small doll in his hand.

Song Ci smiled dumbly and said, "I don't have a gift?"

Song Hongdou said: "No." ”

At this time, Cai Cunyi beckoned Song Ci and others to come over to talk about the play.

So Song Ci and Tang Shi showed an apologetic expression at her and walked over side by side.

Song Hongdou looked at Song Ci and Tang poems like a pair of beautiful people, and a touch of helplessness was revealed on his peach-like face.

In the evening, after Song Ci and others finished filming, Song Hongdou said that he would invite Song Ci and Tang Shi to dinner.

Tang Shi hesitated while packing up his things: "You two go to dinner, I'll be a light bulb?" ”

Song Hongdou stood at the door of Tang Shi's RV at this time, and was quite surprised when he heard this, and said, "You know everything?" ”

Tang Shi turned around, glanced at Song Hongdou, and said, "I'm not blind. ”

Song Hongdou said: "Let's go, we haven't eaten together for a long time, we are such good friends......"

Tang Shi pursed his lips and said, "That's okay......"

After nine o'clock in the evening, the three of them came to a special hot pot restaurant.

In the private room, the warm air conditioning is on.

All three took off their coats.

Song Hongdou naturally sat next to Song Ci, held Song Ci's arm, and said to Tang Shi with a smile:

"Oh, we don't have any plans to make it public, Tangtang, you must not say anything about it!"

Tang Shi sandwiched a piece of tofu, ate half a bite, and said lightly: "Don't worry." ”

Song Ci said: "This crispy meat tastes good." ”

At this time, in Song Ci's mind, countless poems and songs were given to film and television...... All of them flickered, like a hodgepodge, bombarding his brain.

Song Hongdou glanced at Song Ci from the corner of his eye, and continued to say intentionally or unintentionally: "Tangtang, do you remember the first time the two of us met, when was it?" ”

Tang Shi was stunned for a moment, and the picture of Song Hongdou who met Wu Zi humming the song "Sea of Flowers" on the street in the summer vacation of his senior year of high school suddenly appeared in his mind.

How many years have passed.

She pursed her lips and ate one of the kelps in the bowl, and then said:

"Of course I remember, it was the summer vacation when Song Ci and I graduated from high school, and the two of us met you on the street together! At that time, I was really ecstatic, I didn't expect to be able to meet a big star on the street! ”

Song Hongdou's beautiful eyes fell on Song Ci's body, and her elbow gently leaned against Song Ci's old waist, and said:

"What about you? When you first met me, did you feel unreal? ”

Song Ci took a sip of juice and said happily:

"My only thought at the time was, when the opportunity comes, hurry up and hug this eldest sister's thigh!"

"Poof!" Tang Shi suddenly burst out laughing.

Song Hongdouqiao's face was slightly red, and she said, "It turns out that you approached me with bad intentions?" ”

Song Ci said: "You fart, we are an equivalent exchange!" You say, if you do it again, I will send the song "Red Bean" to you again, and it will be over if you don't sing it! ”

Song Hongdou touched his chin with his left hand, revealing a thoughtful look: "Uh...... I should still choose to sing. ”

Tang Shi listened to the conversation between the two dog men and women in front of him, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly.

If only I could do it all over again......

Hehe......

She put down her chopsticks, rubbed her stomach, and said, "It's almost, we actors have to keep in shape, we can't eat anymore, you singers can eat more." ”

As she spoke, her eyes kept falling on Song Hongdou.

In terms of height alone, Song Hongdou's height is two centimeters taller than Tang Shi, one is one meter seven, and the other is one meter six or eight.

But if it really looks like it, Song Hongdou is three points rounder than Tang Shi.

When the three of them had finished eating, they dispersed.

Song Ci and Song Hongdou said that they wanted to wander around again, and Tang Shi wanted to go back to the hotel by himself: "Old Tang, it's so late, do you want me to send you?" ”

Tang Shi waved his hand and said, "This is a distance of three or four hundred meters, can I still fall?" Play by yourselves and leave me alone. ”

Having said that, Song Ci and Song Hongdou stood at the intersection of the traffic lights together, watched Tang Shi cross the road, and watched her walk into the hotel, and then turned around and wandered leisurely along the stone road on the side of the street.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Orange street lamps spilled down, and two people held hands and bathed in it.

Occasionally, a car would come and its headlights would dazzle your eyes, and after two or three seconds, it would flash away.

"Do you think I am?" Song Hongdou asked.

Song Ci said: "Thirty-year-olds, why do you still ask such childish questions? ”

Song Hongdou's footsteps suddenly stopped, turned around and faced Song Ci, and threw himself into Song Ci's arms.

Stimulated by this faint fragrance, Song Ci thought about it all of a sudden.

"Speak quickly!" Song Hongdou's slender and tender white fingers were placed on Song Ci's lips.

Song Ci opened his mouth and directly bit this index finger gently.

"Hooligans!" Song Hongdou said, his eyes narrowed slightly, but his body was a lot softer.

"You didn't bring me a gift today...... Song Ci buried his head between Song Hongdou's hair.

Song Hongdou's voice became a lot more confused: "Aren't I the best gift......

The two kissed together.

The neon of the city flickered uneasily.

After Tang Shi returned to the hotel, he put water in the bath.

She nestled in the bathtub, her hands casually playing with the bubbles in the bathtub in front of her, but her eyes almost lost focus.

The next day, the crew continued to work.

Song Ci was putting on makeup, Tang Shi was holding a thermos cup like an old lady, standing in front of Song Ci, Meimu looked at Song Ci up and down, and finally her eyes fell on Song Ci's neck, where there was a lump of strawberries.

She said happily: "Hehe, last night was quite intense! ”

Song Xiaochan, who was putting on Song Ci's makeup, immediately pursed her lips and smiled, when Song Ci appeared in front of the team this morning, she and Liao Jie had already laughed in private: "Teacher Tangtang, your eyes are good enough!" ”

Song Ci was ridiculed like this, and his old face suddenly turned red, and he stared at Song Xiaochan in the mirror and said coldly: "Hurry up, this is the time to test your makeup skills!" ”

Tang Shi pinched his delicate face and blinked.

Last night, she searched at night and found that her birthdays with Song Hongdou were not different from each other, and they were both a few months younger than Song Ci.

You have to pay attention to maintenance, but you must not age faster than Song Hongdou.

She thought to herself.

It's November.

The competition of the King of Singers Contest 16 into 8 has begun in full swing.

With only 16 singers left in the competition, the time of the competition has been greatly shortened.

This time, it only takes two days to compete.

However, before officially flying to Shangjing, Song Ci personally took the end of "Two Song Fengyun" to Chang'an Publishing House.

Editor-in-chief Zhu Jia was flattered and received Song Ci: "My boss, you can just send us the electronic file, why did you come here specially?" ”

Having said that, Zhu Jia's face was full of smiles.

Since Chang'an Publishing House was acquired by Song Ci, because it has the exclusive copyright of the "Two Song Fengyun" series, it can be said that it has been very popular in the publishing circle.

During this period of time, the copyrights of many famous artists have been acquired, and the entire business is not only limited to the entire Western Capital, or the small state of Yizhou.

The stalls of the entire publishing house have long been spread throughout China.

"I'm coming here this time to see how far our career has developed." Song Ci said lightly.

Zhu Jia was stunned for a moment, and then his emotions converged and became a lot more solemn.

Only then did he understand that this was Song Ci's temporary intention to come to check the business status of the publishing house.

But fortunately, he had a clear conscience, so he hurriedly said with a smile:

"That'...... Boss, you sit down for a while, and I'll arrange for someone to bring all our data for the past year. ”

Song Ci nodded and stopped talking.

Outside the office, ordinary employees are chattering.

The excited expression on everyone's face was about to overflow.

"You say, why did the boss come over all of a sudden? It can't be that the editor-in-chief did something wrong, right? You guys came out with that blue face? ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Don't think of Song Ci as our boss, just treat him as a superstar! ”

"I wonder if I'll have a chance to take a photo with my boss later?!"

"Hey! Don't take a sneak peek! ”

"What are you afraid of, I don't post it on the Internet, I'm just watching it myself!"

About ten minutes later, Zhu Jia came over with a laptop and showed Song Ci the relevant business conditions.

"At present, we have publishing cooperation with more than 500 writers in China, and there are many public edition books, and we are also arranging professionals to organize and publish ......."

Zhu Jia reported seriously, Song Ci looked at it for a while, and said approvingly:

"Yes, on the whole, the business situation is still very good!"

Zhu Jia licked his face and began to pat his ass: "This is all the boss, you are a good leader!" You don't know, some old pedants, we invited people to help us sort out the ancient books, but they didn't agree, but as soon as we mentioned that you are our boss, they agreed at once! ”

Song Ci raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there such a thing?"

As he was talking, Zhu Jia's assistant came and knocked on the door, saying that the person in charge of the Foreign Languages Publishing House was here.

Zhu Jia was overjoyed, and immediately said to Song Ci: "Boss, isn't this a coincidence!" (End of chapter)