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Chapter 97 Conferred Divine Comedy

The contract was signed quickly.

Two days later, when Ge Qingqi appeared in Xianting Courtyard carrying large and small bags of luggage, he was still confused.

I was originally in a hurry to go to the company and prepare to go to a commercial performance, but I was informed by my agent Bashan that I was traded and my agency contract was transferred to Enlight Agency.

Even the company didn't tell itself clearly.

If it hadn't been for the sudden call from Guangguang's agent to inform him, Ge Qingqi would still have been kept in the dark.

According to the instructions on the phone, she left Yuanzheng Media and ran to the next door Light Brokerage across the street with a confused look on her face.

I was led to sign several contracts in the group building, and after having my fingerprints pressed, I continued to be driven by a nanny car driver with a confused look on my face to a villa park in the outer suburbs of Beijing.

At this moment, standing in the Xianting Courtyard, Ge Qingqi still looked in disbelief.

She took out her mobile phone and called Han Sen: "Brother Sen, I'm here."

Soon, Wu Yu and Zhong Juntao ran out quickly. When they saw Ge Qingqi in the yard, they shouted happily:

"Aqi!"

"How did you come!"

Ge Qingqi put down his luggage and hugged the two of them, but suddenly choked up: "I don't know! He was suddenly sold by the company out of nowhere. I hate it so much. It's so uncomfortable!"

"That's a good thing."

Han Sen also walked out, thinking that Tan Gaoyao was really fast in doing things.

He stood in the corridor under the eaves, looked at Ge Qingqi, and said with a smile: "Don't you feel happy?"

"Happy!"

Ge Qingqi burst into laughter, then missed Wu Yu and Zhong Juntao, and quickly rushed towards Han Sen with a pair of slender legs: "Brother Sen! I knew it was you!"

Han Sen also opened his arms and was smiling, ready to accept the hug.

Unexpectedly, after a gust of fragrant wind passed by, he saw Ge Qingqi approaching, suddenly pulled up his arm, then turned around, carrying him on his back, and tried to throw him over his shoulder.

"Hey, hey!" Ge Qingqi gritted his teeth and tried his best.

It's a pity that no matter how hard we try, the difference in body size still prevents each other from moving.

Han Sen was a little funny. He patted A Qi's shoulder and was about to say something when he saw Ge Qingqi lowering his head, tears falling down, whimpering and choking, "Wow, I was scared to death.

It really scared me to death...Brother Sen, why didn’t you tell me in advance?”

"I thought……"

"Okay, don't cry."

Han Sen had no choice but to straighten A Qi's body and hug him into his arms. While patting her back, he comforted her: "This is a good thing. Our Jinghong band is finally together again."

Ge Qingqi hummed twice, hugged Han Sen tightly, and rubbed his tears and snot on Brother Sen's chest again and again, feeling an inexplicable sense of security.

At this time, Zhao Jingwen also came out, helped Ge Qingqi carry his luggage, and said with a smile: "Hello, Aqi, my name is Zhao Jingwen, I am Brother Sen's makeup artist and temporary assistant. I am two years older than you, you can call me

Sister Wenwen, come on, your room has been arranged, I will take you there."

"Thank you, Sister Wenwen!"

Ge Qingqi quickly let go of Han Sen, forgetting the sadness just now in the blink of an eye, and instantly became lively and cheerful. She tilted her head, stepped forward and kicked Wu Yu and Zhong Juntao, and said coquettishly: "Hey, you two are stupid, what are you doing standing still?

Now, do you want the girls to work? Help me get my luggage."

Wu Yu and Zhong Juntao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but they also loved their sister very much and went to carry their luggage without any complaints.

After everything was over, Han Sen turned around again and went to the second floor of the courtyard.

The recording studio is right here.

At this time, composition teacher Guo Caiyan was wearing headphones and helping Han Sen work.

Hearing the noise, he turned around and said, "Is it resolved?"

Han Sen nodded.

"Then go ahead!"

There was a touch of fanaticism in Guo Caiyan's eyes, and the excitement on his face could not be concealed. His delicate body hidden in the pink and white cheongsam even trembled with excitement: "Huhu, this song... is really amazing! Inexplicably, it makes me feel like I'm walking through it.

A special feeling of confusion between time and space!”

Her breathing was a little short.

If the song "Mo" made Guo Caiyan look at Han Sen with admiration.

So now, she witnessed the birth of this song before her eyes, which made her feel that this world is worth it.

"I love Chinese style, but I have never been very fond of Western blues. But when I heard this piece today, I suddenly felt attracted to it."

Guo Caiyan had an intoxicating blush on his cheeks and a smile on his lips: "Compared with Lin Yi, your talent is beyond the times. I never thought that adding Chinese dongxiao and guzheng to the rhythm of Western blues would have a great impact.

This kind of chemical reaction sounds similar to the shakuhachi and the 13-string guzheng."

"indeed so."

Han Sen nodded and said: "Teacher Caiyan, you can try more fusion of multiple types of music, maybe you can really create a unique spark."

Guo Caiyan glanced at Han Sen and suddenly smiled: "Why do I suddenly feel that our identities have been reversed? You are my teacher, and I have become your disciple."

After finishing speaking, she shook her head, not wanting to admit this reality, and quickly pushed the button on the tuning device.

Soon, a whistling wind came from the audio equipment, accompanied by the strange sound of the flute, and the gurgling water in the interlude...

The next moment, drums and bagpipes sounded, making the whole rhythm brighten instantly.

Guo Caiyan felt his heart tremble again.

She closed her eyes and repeated this short prelude over and over again. The more she listened, the more intoxicated she became, and she soon murmured to herself:

"I have a feeling that this song will be a rare golden song in the Chinese music world, and it will withstand the precipitation of time."

"In terms of emotion, artistic conception, and structure, it will be difficult to compare with them in the near future..."

"It sounds slow, but the melody is very catchy. Oh my god, it's really a rare golden song."

She opened her eyes and looked at Han Sen with fiery eyes: "Now I finally understand the biggest difference between you and Lin Yi. Lin Yi does have some talent, but he can't create classics, but you can!"

Han Sen laughed and said, "Teacher Caiyan, don't praise me, I'm not that good."

"I'm not praising, I'm stating the facts." Guo Caiyan said seriously.

Han Sen had no choice but to go back to the writing desk, pick up a pen and paper, and start writing the lyrics word for word.

After listening to a short prelude for a while, Guo Caiyan stood up and walked behind Han Sen. He bent down and stared at the short lyrics written by Han Sen.

In just a moment, Guo Caiyan seemed to see a picture of mist and rain in the world.

There is a flavor of time left between the lines.

Combined with the prelude he just listened to, for a moment, Guo Caiyan only felt the deep affection and meaning, as well as a touch of sadness.

Guo Caiyan's heart melted.

I was so excited that I couldn't control myself, and I wanted to hug Han Sen's back.

The luckiest thing in this life is to find a soulmate.

In fact, Guo Caiyan can already see that as soon as this song comes out, no one in the music world can compete with it.

"The Goddess Song."

With tears stained from the corners of her eyes, she turned around, closed the door, and left quietly, not wanting to disturb this fateful moment.



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