The sterilization at the last age was not completed. On the one hand, the doctor said that he had not yet reached the estrus period and it was not the most suitable period for sterilization. On the other hand, she came to live.
When talking about this matter, Song Shushu felt speechless.
When complaining to Lin Bai, he rolled his eyes very ungracefully, "Be content, Song Xiaoshu. If we don't have that kind person to help us behind the scenes this time, our studio will have to close down."
Speaking of which, she was quite curious. The whole thing took less than a week from being plagiarized by Kongkoujian to Qiao Ming being hidden in the snow. She was already prepared for a long-term stand, but in the end, things turned out like the one who had taken off her stiffness.
Uncontrollable like a wild horse.
Two days ago, Lin Bai and Special Assistant Yang finalized the cooperation, but they never got the reason for the so-called "private reason" from him.
However, the two people have the same idea. As vested interests, they should not ask more questions. In short, their small studio has successfully boarded the big ship of the Ji family.
What follows is a variety of resources. The studio's resources have always been evenly distributed. Now the only ones that can operate are her and another singer Xie Zeqing. However, Brother Qing has always been an actor and singer, so the resources of the two
It can’t be called a conflict.
It happened that the resources given by Ji Shi included a considerable part in the production of commercial songs, so Song Shushu, who was lying down at home cooking salted fish, was dragged by Lin Bai to do hard labor.
Of course, in order to show friendliness to the new partner, Ji took the initiative to resolve the matter of Qiao Ming's plagiarism first.
"Our lawyers have almost solved the problem, so we won't bother you anymore."
Song Shushu had done a lot of evidence collection work with Meng Zhaoran a while ago, and finally waited for the news of the filing of the case.
Good news has come one after another in the past few days. Although Song Shushu has to lock himself in his study for most of the day every day to create, he is always happy.
Now that the unhappy person has become Ji-year-old, the original intention of helping her was to "repay the favor", but seeing the girl's pale face because she was rushing to meet the schedule for days, she was secretly angry.
Those advertisements didn't give her a time limit, so she had to work as hard as she could.
He didn't quite understand her eagerness. In his opinion, Song Shushu's family was well off. Even after his biological mother passed away, he still left her a large share of the shares. It was strange enough to live in this small two-bedroom apartment.
Now we are still working so hard for a few projects that are not worth a lot of money.
Although he sometimes works overtime day and night, he always insists on doing exercises. After all, a good body is the capital that can make a difference.
So when I saw her again floating out of the study with a pale face and huge dark circles under her eyes, Ji Sui followed her and reached out to hold her hand that was making coffee.
"Huh? Are you hungry, baby?"
Song Shushu is now in a very strange state. His body is clamoring for rest, but his spirit is extremely excited.
Their small studio really lacks opportunities for exposure. There is no reason not to eat the food that is being fed to your mouth this time.
When she was forced to take a break a while ago, she did not lie down completely. Instead, she took the opportunity to sort out some small inspirations she had gained some time ago. She wished she could stay in front of the computer and record songs. If she hadn't worried that her voice would not be able to bear it, she would probably
More crazy.
Ji Sui shook off the clothes she put on him, and looked at the shawl on her body with disgust. He didn't know how cold his hands were, and he had to turn on the air conditioner at such a low temperature.
But his tail flapped uncontrollably on the cabinet.
Song Shushu was fascinated, bang bang bang~ the white tip of his tail streaked through the air, and the little arcs of light were like the light of inspiration that could not be controlled and penetrated into his mind.
"Ah! I thought of it!"
I didn't even bother to get the brewed coffee, and hurried back to the study humming an unknown tune.
Thanks to his good eyesight, he could clearly see her body swaying slightly when she suddenly straightened up.
After thinking about it, I took elegant steps and followed the hurried figure into the study.
Out of respect for her privacy, Ji Sui basically never set foot in her study.
Surprisingly, the study room was not filled with clutter like Ji Qinghuan's. Instead, rows of books were sorted on the bookshelf, among which music scores occupied an entire bookshelf.
Gently and deftly, I walked around the scraps of scrap paper scattered on the ground, jumped up to the bay window that was warmed by the sun, and collapsed comfortably on the soft cushion.
I don't know what kind of perfume she used, but the sun-drenched cushions exuded the warm scent of white tea, which made him feel drowsy for a while.
At the age of Ji, I woke up to a burst of melodious singing. It was dusk at that time, and the setting sun outside the window shrouded the girl holding the guitar and singing through the patterns on the window. Her white fingers plucked the strings.
The light and shadow danced on her fingertips, like a group of elves dancing.
He looked a little dumbfounded unconsciously.
The porcelain white face is in the halo, and the fine hairs on the face are clearly visible, and there is a faint smile on the face.
She sits in the light.
A certain heart outside the light suddenly throbbed for a moment.
Song Shushu sang her first original song. Whenever she was in a good mood, she would sing it again, play it, and sing it. It has been deleted and deleted over the years, and it has always been her favorite.
The shadow cast by the black cat on the ground moved, and a pair of slightly tired but still agile eyes looked over.
The moment I looked over, I smiled brightly at him.
I don't know why I was a little flustered, so I walked to her side in a disguised manner.
"Come over here." Song Shushu patted the floor in front of her and motioned for him to go in front of her.
"Little darling, why have you been so obedient lately?"
After saying that, like magic, he took out a golden and crispy dried fish from the drawer beside him.
His first reaction was "No wonder he kept smelling the scent of dried fish at home a few days ago, but he couldn't find it. It turned out that she had hidden it here."
Song Shushu didn't know that the kitten in front of her was reprimanding her for hiding the dried fish. She knew that her kitten was very mysophobic, so she specially put a paper towel under the dried fish and handed it to him together.
Seeing how seriously she fed him dried fish, Ji Sui silently forgave her for hiding his snacks secretly in his heart.
"How about my sister plays the piano for you? Come and be my little audience."
Barely ok.
Song Shushu began to strum the guitar strings, and beautiful notes flowed out from his fingertips.
Song Shushu devoted several years of hard work to this piece, and it is also her most proud work so far.
To this day, that time seems to still be clearly visible. When the Lin family and Lin Bai were studying piano together, it was the only time they could get away from the so-called home and take a breather. There is a grapevine in the courtyard of the Lin family, and every time they go up
In the evening after class, Xiao Song Shushu likes to run to the swing under the grape vines and play her own music with her small guitar.
The evening breeze in summer, the rustling of grape leaves, the fragrance of gardenia in the air, and the girl's full thoughts are all reflected in the intermittent music of the piano.
Song Shushu was immersed in his memories, and the melody that played seemed to be imbued with strong emotions.
I don’t know why, but when I was older, I always felt like this piece of music had appeared deep in my memory, giving it a sense of familiarity coming from the depths of my soul.