Chapter 65 Love Letter

In the office, Shen Xingwei looked around and looked at the expensive furnishings in the office. The voice sweeping robot on the ground attracted his attention. When he was about to walk over to touch this thing, Pei Qing grabbed him and stood in front of the table.

Kou Chen had just finished a video conference and saw a few young and tender faces in front of him, and his fatigue and fatigue were also wiped out. He stretched his waist a little and asked them kindly: "What should I drink, juice or soda?"

"Just boiled water is enough, thank you uncle."

Several people all agreed to drink boiled water, but Shen Xingwei asked for a bottle of Coca-Cola without a glance, but was stared at by Pei Qing and Su Beibei for a long time.

Kou Chen asked them to sit on the sofa, and then asked his assistant to bring some snacks. Shen Xingwei reached out to pick them up and asked Pei Qing to open them, looking aggrieved.

"Please feel free." Kou Chen said to the few people with a smile: "You are my son's good friends, just like my children, you're welcome."

Su Beibei whispered to Yang Zhi: "Kou Xiang's father looks pretty good, why is their relationship so furious?"

Yang Zhi shook his head. People often show their best side to strangers. However, when facing their closest relatives and beloved, they always seem impatient and even sometimes speak ill of each other. From Kou Xiang's ugly face and bad mood that came out of the office, he knew that the father and son must have had a breakdown in their chat.

Seeing Kou Chen's kindness and seemingly easy to talk, Shen Xingwei mustered up the courage and said, "Uncle, we hope you can support Kou Xiang to continue singing and not deprive him of his dream."

Kou Chen raised his eyebrows.

Yang Zhi continued: "Maybe it's a bit presumptuous for us to come here like this, but there is no other way. Kou Xiang was in a very bad mood during this period, but he actually."

"He is in a bad mood?" Kou Chen leaned against the sofa and looked out the window and said lightly: "When did he care about his parents' opinions. He always did his own thing and did whatever he wanted."

"No uncle." Su Beibei hurriedly said: "Actually, the person the child cares about the most is always his own parents. Just like me, every time I take a good score, I think of getting the transcript to my parents as soon as possible. Sometimes I may pretend to be careless on the surface, but I must hope to get my parents' recognition in my heart."

Kou Chen smiled: "My daughter's family is always easier to take care of than boys, and you are different from Kou Xiang. You are all good kids, he."

Kou Chen paused, not knowing how to define his child, saying that he is a bad child, it seems that he can't be so simple and crude. He coughed gently: "Anyway, you don't understand him, he is very rebellious and never listens to adults."

"The person who doesn't understand him should be your uncle, right?" Yang Zhi looked at Kou Chen and said word by word: "He is your child, but do you know what he thinks in his heart? What he likes and doesn't like, why he went on the hip-hop path. Have you ever heard him sing? You know how much touch and strength the lyrics he wrote with his talent and hard work brings. You only stand from the perspective of an irresponsible parent to define his rebellion, but you don't know anything about what he does, and you are not worthy of being his father at all."

Shen Xingwei covered his chest and said it to her heart. She dared to say such things to Boss Kou. They must be driven out by the security guard.

Yang Zhi completely ignored the look that Shen Xingwei handed over to her and asked her to stop. She almost breathed a sigh of relief and simply said everything she wanted to say: "When I was a child, I liked singing very much. I told my father that I would definitely become a big star on TV, like Jay Chou. If there was really one day, he would tell all his friends around that the girl who sang the best on TV was her daughter, and he would definitely be proud of me, but unfortunately, he would never see it."

She raised her head and looked at Kou Chen, her dark and deep eyes flashed: "So Uncle Kou, compared to death, there are no unsolvable conflicts and knots between parents and children. The biggest regret in the world is to support their children but not to be with their relatives. Please cherish every day you can spend together day and night."

Kou Chen was stunned. The scheming and confusing eyes that were used to the struggles in the business world showed a look of confusion and helplessness for the first time.

Yang Zhi's words indeed touched his heart.

I suddenly recalled that as a father, his son was already adult, and he didn't even know what he liked to eat.

He is indeed not a good father.

Shen Xingwei tried hard to hold Yang Zhi's sleeve. Yang Zhi ignored it and looked at Kou Chen in a slightest eyes: "On the evening of the 30th, a small concert will be held in the abandoned factory in the eastern suburbs. Kou Xiang will perform on stage, and may be the last performance of his high school career. He attaches great importance to it and has made careful preparations. Mr. Kou, if you really care about him, I hope you can take the time to come and have a look in your busy schedule."

Several people walked out of the building, and Shen Xingwei also said to Yang Zhi: "Why don't you play according to the script we arranged in advance? I was so scared just now."

"I think Zhi'er said it well." Su Beibei said: "Looking at Kou Xiang's father's expression, I must have listened to it."

"Will he come?"

Yang Zhi said that he didn't know whether he would come or not depends on his intentions. Anyway, they had already done everything they could.

After the children left, Kou Chen stood alone by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the neon city, and lit a cigarette.

The girl's words just now deeply hurt his heart, and she began to recall that over the years he only cared about whether the child had caused trouble and whether he had caused him trouble. It seemed that the child he gave birth to was born a troublemaker and came to him to collect debts.

In his impression, his son's dark and bright eyes always glanced at him coldly, as if he had an incomprehensible hatred with him, and he didn't even want to see him.

He never knew that his son had many other aspects besides the rebellious side. From the girl's mouth, he learned for the first time that his son was kind-hearted and full of blood—

When there was no one, he would go to the convenience store to buy ham sausages and feed stray cats in school; he would also be the first to stand up and speak for everyone when his classmates were treated unfairly; he actually liked to laugh, but he was too tense and added a fierce character to himself. In fact, he was also a gentle child.

These are Kou Xiang, who was strange to Kou Chen, who was obviously the closest family member, but he had to know so many things from other people's mouths.

Kou Chen came to his senses and took out the USB drive that Kou Xiang had given him from the solid wood desk drawer.

When he entered the USB flash drive, there were many fragmentary videos of him performing and fighting with others. Kou Chen put on the headphones of Bose, turned on a video and listened for a while, and murmured to himself: "This thing is just a thing, can it be called music?"

It’s just lyrics, can it be called music?

However, judging from the atmosphere at the scene, the audience who shouted for him were indeed deeply infected by him, fascinated by him, and crazy about him.

Kou Chen is old and cannot appreciate this form of music. But looking back at the past, in his rock era in the 1980s, the most common sentence his father once said to him was-

"What can you sing music?"

Kou Chen clicked on the next video again, listened carefully, and listened to every lyrics he sang.

Putting his heart in mind, he also hoped that his father could listen to his music seriously, even if the whole world did not understand or optimistic about it, but he also hoped that his father could support his career.

He took off his headphones and sighed a long time.

**

It was not clear early in the morning on the 24th, and there was a thin layer of mist on the windows. The temperature outside was already below zero. Fortunately, the classroom was still warm. The students came to the classroom early, some were full of energy, and some were dozing off with books.

Entertainment committee member Song Mo and a few girls took chalk and drew a few Christmas trees and small bells on the blackboard behind the classroom. Although their studies in their senior year were tense, they still had to have a little Christmas atmosphere.

Outside the classroom, many girls from other classes were holding candy bags and looked in the direction where Kou Xiang was in the classroom.

Kou Xiang was rarely reading a book. Because the heating in the classroom was not ventilated, he felt a little hot. He took off his coat and only wore a white shirt, which made his figure look slender and clean. A few buttons drooped, revealing his neck with a clear vein. From time to time, he was talking to Pei Qing beside him, and his pen twisted around him.

Shen Xingwei poked Kou Xiang with his elbow: "The people outside are all here to look for you."

Kou Xiang looked out of the classroom and the girls immediately became restless. His slightly raised corners of his eyes were always faint, and they were touching people's hearts.

Although he did not mean it.

Su Beibei in the front row whispered to Yang Zhi: "Your man is simply poisonous."

Yang Zhi also looked at the restless girl outside the classroom and frowned slightly. The feeling of her own things being coveted is indeed not very pleasant, but there is no way. Who made her boyfriend the national school grass? Maybe she will become a national husband in the future.

Well, you have to get used to it.

Shen Xingwei walked out of the classroom, took the candy from the girls with a lot of money, and shouted, "Kou Xiang doesn't like sweets, and he doesn't want to eat yours, but if he gives it to me, I can consider accepting it."

The girls took away the candy from his hand, "cut" it with disgust, and scattered it all. Knowing that Shen Xingwei and Kou Xiang were inseparable, although he was unpleasant, he definitely had no chance.

But not everyone left. After everyone left, there was still a girl who stayed there, carrying a bag of colorful candies in her hand.

The girl was wearing a ponytail and looked pretty and cute. She had a slightly baby fat cheek, a pair of big round eyes, and a cunning light. She stared at Shen Xingwei-

"You said Kou Xiang doesn't eat sweets, and he doesn't eat ours, so who do he eat?"

Shen Xingwei looked back at her: "Who are you?"

"My name is Tang Qirui, I am from the first year of high school." The girl's voice was sharp and she asked him: "Does Kou Xiang have a girlfriend?"

"Whether he has a girlfriend or not has anything to do with you? You said you were in the first year of high school. It hasn't been long since then. Don't learn from others to fall in love. Studying hard is the serious thing."

"I'll ask you one thing, you insist on answering me so many words. Are you a slut?"

Shen Xingwei immediately became angry: "Hey! You said I am a gangster! I am a advice from the senior. You can leave quickly, don't feel uncomfortable here."

But Tang Qirui handed the candy in his hand to Shen Xingwei: "Please eat it, but you have to do something for me."

"What's up."

Tang Qirui took out a pink envelope from her bag: "Help me give this to Kou Xiang."

Shen Xingwei raised his eyebrows and was about to refuse, but a clear voice sounded: "He will not give you a love letter, don't waste a pack of candy."

Shen Xingwei looked up and saw that the person who was talking was Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi walked over with a smile and said to Tang Qirui: "I'll help you."

Tang Qirui looked at her suspiciously: "Are you willing to help me?"

Yang Zhi shrugged: "It's just a matter of raising hands."

"Then thank you, Miss." Tang Qirui handed Yang Zhi both the love letter and the candy, then glared at Shen Xingwei and turned around and left.

"Are all the girls in the first year of high school so powerful now?" Shen Xingwei scratched his head and asked Yang Zhi: "Sister-in-law, you really want to help her."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the love letter and the bag of colorful candy were thrown into the trash can next to him by Yang Zhi.
Chapter completed!