Chanel really didn't want to lose face for him, so she smiled slightly and said, "I'm half a fan."
She knew what Mu Xicheng meant in the lyrics.
She has been immersed in the grief of the past and forgotten the people around her. But she is not only grieving the death of her father, she and Mu Xicheng are not suitable for each other.
The two continued to explore some opinions about music. Since they had a very close consensus, the conversation became more topical. Before they knew it, the meal was finished.
Mu Xicheng walked to a room and brought out a large box, and threw it heavily at Chanel's feet.
She took a look and saw that the box was full of CDs, but they were all from Mu Xicheng.
All records, videos, and personal photos from his debut to now. Various versions, Japanese version, American version, limited edition, gold version, and special editions released during holidays.
"What's wrong?" Chanel squatted in front of these CDs and looked up at Mu Xicheng.
"Give it to you."
"..."
"You're not half of my fans? What, you don't like it?"
Chanel declined: "If I want to listen, I can just download it online. It's very convenient. You can also download it to MP3 and carry it with you."
Mu Xicheng's face immediately turned cold.
Anyone who plays music knows that not listening to genuine CDs is an insult to music production.
Chanel also knows very well that if there is a musician she really likes, she will definitely resist piracy and buy genuine copies for collection.
Therefore, Chanel's meaning is now obvious, she is not interested in Mu Xicheng's music.
Mu Xicheng was not angry about this.
He sat down on the edge of the sofa, crossed his legs, and said lazily: "Xia Nai, you can't do this."
"Any questions?"
"A person who really likes music should devote all his energy to music. As long as it is classic and has a personal style, you should be familiar with it and recognize it, and you don't have to care who the creator is. When a piece of music has it
The value of it is that even if it is written by a beggar on the roadside, you should appreciate it." When Mu Xicheng talked about music, his eyes were more intense and focused than ever before, "There is something in everyone's music.
This thought may bring you some inspiration."
Chanel bit her lip, yes, she was too willful.
When she listens to music, she always listens to the style she likes, knowing that those she doesn't like also have their own advantages.
If she continues like this, her thoughts will only remain narrow-minded, which is why Mr. Maubert said that her music has only one style.
"I understand." Chanel nodded and said, "I won't care who you are in the future. I will appreciate and evaluate your music fairly. However, I hope that I can buy your CD for myself.
Keep it as a treasure, that is your success."
Mainly, it's too troublesome to move this box of CDs around.
And Chanel knows very well that there are many limited edition CDs in it, which must be of great significance to Mu Xicheng. If they are lost, I am afraid they will never be found again...
This small box contains all his memories from the past four years since his debut.
Just kidding, where is she going to carry this box of CDs and photos of Mu Xicheng?
"That's also very good." Mu Xicheng did not embarrass her, "But there is another gift that you may be happy to accept."