Sister Chen went to the appointment at noon. While waiting for the VIP elevator, she saw the staff of Longfu coming out of the ordinary elevator next to it.
They brought beautifully packaged takeaways and placed them at the front desk.
This is a benefit for community owners. Not only food delivery, but also chefs will come to cook if needed.
The elevator has arrived.
Sister Chen entered the elevator and thought that Jiang Yang didn't plan to go out to eat today.
Right.
Now many reporters are looking for him and want to know whether he is Jiang Yang.
At present, neither the accounts of Li Qingning nor Koi Studio have denied or acknowledged it, but Zhou Hao's company account has issued a denial statement. As time passes, perhaps not many people will pay attention to this matter.
The B&B that Sister Chen took a taxi to.
She doesn't like to drive here because parking is too difficult.
When Sister Chen arrived, everyone was already there, and there was one more girl. She was dressed fashionably and had a cold face. Her age was hard to guess. Nowadays, women take good care of themselves. They look like they are in their twenties if they are in their thirties.
With makeup, anyone in their forties can look like a girl in their twenties.
Just go and see "Sister Lang" live and you will know.
"Come on, come on, the real master is here."
Liu Tao and the others didn't start the banquet, so they were waiting for Sister Chen, who was the main guest of the treat today.
Sister Chen sat down between Mrs. Chengzi and the beautiful woman.
Liu Tao introduced the beauty to her, "Ding Lu, a talented woman in the field of reasoning. She wrote "Mr. Ding's Cell Phone" and it will be adapted into a TV series soon."
"Hello."
Sister Chen shook hands with her.
Ding Lu smiled and said that she came to ask Liu Tao for advice, and it happened to happen that they were having a dinner.
Sister Chen exchanged pleasantries and glanced at Xu Guangzheng opposite.
Xu Guangzheng shook his head.
This means that Ding Lu didn't know about Jiang Yang and the dinner. She just happened to be lucky, and Liu Tao was too embarrassed to drive the guests away.
Sister Chen doesn't care.
She just came to have a meal, and Liu Taoren probably couldn't bear it.
Sure enough, Mrs. Chengzi touched her arm and asked her to see Liu Tao scratching his head and head. It looked very much like her old Xu didn't watch the ball game. When she came back, she asked Sister Chen who had watched the ball game about the result. She couldn't wait even a quarter of an hour.
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Liu Tao didn't expect the hint, so he could only hand over the wine, "Sister Chen, try my Orient Express No. 1. I specially left a few bottles for you. Remember to take them with you when you leave later."
"good."
Taking advantage of Liu Tao's wine, Sister Chen revealed some information to him, "Okay, I'll bring a few bottles to my boss. When I went out to eat, she was still eating takeout at the company."
Liu Tao asked very politely: "The Great Demon King is so busy, what is he busy with?"
Ding Lu, who was passing the wine around, was stunned and said, "Big Demon King?"
Mrs. Chengzi introduced, "Sister Chen is the agent of the Big Devil and is now the head of Koi Studio."
Ding Lu said: "It's amazing."
Sister Chen modestly put down her hand, "I am just a part-time worker." She said to Liu Tao, who was still looking forward to it: "Well, I am writing a song about reasoning——"
Liu Tao: "Written about the Great Detective?"
Sister Chen nodded: "Yes."
Liu Tao understood that the only great detective who could write under Jiang Yang was Detective Poirot. He smiled brightly. When his wife came in, she thought she was pregnant and she didn't know it.
"The song of reasoning?"
Ding Lu was very curious, how to write this? She was very curious, "Sister Chen, how does that great detective write a mystery song?"
She was so interested.
Not to mention that this is a mystery song, even if it is a novel thing, she has to understand it. As a writer, especially a mystery writer, you must understand more things. This is when conceiving the plot.
Especially useful.
For example, she wrote "Mr. Ding's Cell Phone".
In her novel, the murder occurred when the deceased listened to music on his mobile phone and then committed suicide. The police launched a series of investigations into this. Her inspiration came from one day when she was surfing the Internet and heard someone say that there was a piece of classical music.
After that, it can make people commit suicide.
She didn't know whether this rumor was true or not.
She just used it in mystery novels, and it was quite exciting, but because it was so exciting, it almost didn't come back later. In the end, I can only say that this is the favorite music of the bad guy behind the scenes, and he especially likes to play it when killing people, just like
It was like a skull post, so the dead committed suicide when they heard it.
The round ones are pretty good.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been adapted into a TV series.
"Well--"
Sister Chen asked Ding Lu to stop asking this question.
She just lied casually.
She knows love songs, children's songs, folk songs, rock and so on.
How to write a mystery song really stumped her.
She glanced at Liu Tao and waited for him to make a rescue. Who knew that Liu Tao was standing by and wanted to hear more news.
It’s better to have your own husband.
Xu Guangzheng said: "Sister Chen doesn't understand music either. She can just say one, two, three."
"Yep."
Mrs. Orange echoed.
"oh."
Ding Lu stopped questioning in this regard, but curiosity was still inevitable. She was too curious about what song it was, so she asked another question: "Sister Chen, why was this song prepared? Is it a movie, a TV series, or a new album?"
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Sister Chen deeply understands the truth that it takes many lies to cover up a lie. "It's not a new album. "Mr. Anonymous" was released less than a month ago. I just wrote it casually for fun. Qingning was just like that. The inspiration came."
She devoted herself to music and forgot all about food and sleep. When she was writing the song "Mr. Anonymous", if she hadn't remembered that she had a husband, she would have stayed in the studio for a whole day without coming out."
She finally changed the topic and pushed Mrs. Orange again.
Mrs. Chengzi took the opportunity to take over the conversation, "Hey, I saw a video yesterday, a video of the Big Devil playing the drums. It's really cool."
Ding Lu: "I got it too!"
Li Qingning’s drum rehearsal in a small square yesterday afternoon, I don’t know who posted it online.
Sister Chen didn’t know about this, “Is it popular on the Internet again?”
The last time the Demon King performed drums became popular, it had to be five years ago.
At that time, the video of Big Devil playing drums had just come out, and he was reaping the bonus of beauty being justice. Just imagine a beautiful woman playing drums at a concert, and she was very good at it, how could it not become popular?
Not to mention, she is a popular singer herself.
So it's very popular.
However, the comments from fans can only be described as "too cool", "too handsome", or otherwise, he is really cool.
Then, gradually, fans began to compare her drum playing skills with those of professionals.
The Demon King's drum set itself is a child's skill, so his level is quite good. Many professionals felt that for a big star, this basic skill is really good.
But if her fans hold it against professionals, then they have to talk about it.
After all, the basic skills of the drum set are honed over time. It does not mean that a genius will be good at it. What's more, the devil is really not a genius on the drum set. If she is compared with the professionals on the piano, no one can say anything.
, that’s what her mother does, and she has a lot of talents all over the world. Which piano master is not her senior brother, senior sister, or senior uncle?
But the drum set——
Anyway, there was quite a commotion at that time.
The commotion calmed down after Li Yu stood up and admitted that his drum skills still needed work.
Now do it again——
Sister Chen quickly took out her phone, and so did Qing Ning. Why didn't she say anything about it?