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Chapter 34

 Before Song Shushu’s live broadcast ended that night, the owner of the porcelain shop posted a statement on the store’s homepage, “I can’t do it! I really can’t do it! The schedule for the year is fully booked, please don’t place an order. Thank you.

Breaking down and crying.jpg"

Cui Hao didn't understand why his store was so busy after he came back from dinner. The backstage was densely packed with unread messages. At first glance, it seemed to be the level of trypophobia.

After replying to the first few customers who came to inquire in chronological order, Cui Hao figured out what happened. For a moment, Cui Hao didn't know whether to cry or laugh now.

Of course it's worth being happy to have the opportunity to make money, but this is just a small workshop. Even from production to final sales, he is busy alone. He is already very happy if the previous orders are still in a state of barely maintaining a living. After all, in his opinion

My family is relatively well off, and this small porcelain kiln is one of the ways to realize my dream.

This is the first time he has encountered such a huge sales situation. Cui Hao pulled up his calendar and calculated the schedule. He found that if things continued like this, he would not have any rest time this year, so he immediately posted the link to the store.

Sold out sign.

Cui Hao even touched the live broadcast room.

[Sister anchor, can you please advise your fans not to buy it yet? I’m really busy with this small business.]

Cui Hao was really a bit broken. He was afraid that his barrage would be drowned in the barrage army, so he gritted his teeth and brushed several big gifts to push the news to the top.

[A porcelain shop:UU look at me!!!]

Song Shushu:...

That’s outrageous.

Of course she saw it and laughed immorally, but she still said conscientiously, "Everyone, buy wisely and don't make impulsive purchases. I'm sorry for putting pressure on the store, and I wish you a prosperous business."
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"Please give the boss some time. After all, the energy of the creator is directly linked to the quality of the final product. Everyone wants a unique and beautiful cup, right? Beautiful things are worth waiting for."

Song Shushu said with a playful wink, "Of course, good songs are also worth looking forward to."

——Hahaha, although I can’t see her face, I can imagine what this woman looks like.

——Okay, okay, then listen to UU and consume wisely (dog head)

——I don’t care, I have to make an appointment first. You guys talk about spending wisely, but you are not slow at all in making an appointment! (Swearing.jpg)

Seeing that the comment area was about to come up with more outrageous things, Song Shushu hurriedly changed the topic.

"I wonder if you are interested in listening to the demo of another new song of mine. The name is tentatively called "Under the Grapevine". It is a song that I have been writing for a long time."

——Let’s do it!

——UU really tried her best to persuade fans to be sensible.

——Ah? Is this also a song to be released on Friday?

——You’re releasing two new songs in a row? I love it.

"I don't plan to release this one yet, because I don't think it's perfect."

"Okay, let's listen to music."

Song Shushu's soft voice sounded, especially affectionate in this night.

The girl held the guitar in her arms and played a few notes at random. The notes formed a string and poured out from her fingertips.

The windows in the study room were not closed tightly for ventilation. The evening breeze blew the elegant window curtains, and the shadows on the ground were also fluttering, as if dancing to the music.

After the first few stumbling notes, the sound of the piano gradually became better, like the tuneless tune played by a beginner when he first started playing. As the technique became more proficient, he gradually played the rhythm in his heart, and the guitar in his hand was given emotion.

The popping tone is no longer dry.

Looking at her at the age of Ji, he felt a little dazed. This was the first time he listened to this song from the beginning. The more he listened, the more familiar it became, and a corner of his memory gradually became clearer.

The young boy was given the responsibility to shoulder the responsibility of the entire family early on. Outsiders only saw the young man strategizing at a young age, but only the long light in the study room every night revealed how much effort he had put in to get to this point.

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The first time he heard the sound of the piano, Ji Sui was having a headache over the difficult problems specially set for him by the old shareholders of the Ji family. The moment he opened the study window, the obscure sound of the piano poured in along with the chirping of summer cicadas, filling the clouds.

The young man on the bed was brought back to the human world.

It was obviously a very difficult tune to listen to, but somehow, the teenager stood in front of the window and listened to it for a long time. The sound of the piano lasted for a long time, and at first it was so messy that people could not hear the tune. Several pauses made him guess.

The player is about to give up, but the sound still sounds the next second.

Gradually, the music became smoother. Miraculously, he could actually hear the joyful mood of the player. As if being infected, Ji Sui's originally irritable mood gradually calmed down, and his face unconsciously evoked

Laugh.

Later, the girl who lived under the grapevines every day did not know that in the villa opposite, which seemed to be isolated from the outside world, a window had been opened for her for a long time. Every night, there was a young figure standing there looking at her.<

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At some point, the guitar stopped suddenly. Song Shushu opened his eyes and glanced at the barrage.

"Why aren't you talking? Is it because I play too badly?"

It shouldn't happen, Song Shushu was a little worried.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, the comments in the comment area flashed very fast.

——Wow! I cried when I heard this. I don’t know why I thought of myself who was sprinting for the college entrance examination. At that time, I studied hard just to be admitted to the same university as the boy I had a crush on.

——I don’t know why, but UU’s songs always seem to be full of vitality, the kind of vitality that remains free and easy even after setbacks.

——I remember the dark days in the early days of starting a business. I almost couldn’t hold on at that time. Fortunately, I finally gritted my teeth and persisted, and now I have opened my third branch.

——I feel like UU is young but has a lot of experience. Her songs have a sense of story.

——I think of my ex-boyfriend. At that time, we broke up because of a small misunderstanding. Now I have been regretting it. I have decided! I will confess my love after 20 likes!

——Sisters upstairs! When you are young, you should have no regrets! I’ll give you this praise!

——What kind of misunderstanding does UU have about herself? This is so good that it makes people speechless!

——It’s so foul. There are no lyrics yet, but it made me burst into tears.

——Oh my god, I want to hear this song in the next album! I want to buy it! Have you heard it?!!!

After seeing these comments, Song Shushu's hands that turned white when pressing the strings dropped because of nervousness. To be honest, after seeing so many good comments, it was fake to be unhappy.

But what’s more is a huge pleasure in being recognized.

The fingers hanging under the desk dug hard into the palms of the hands, and with the help of a slight sting, he managed to stabilize his mood, but his voice still trembled slightly when he opened his mouth.

Suddenly the cold hand was pulled into warmth.

At the age of 30, two paws quietly covered her trembling hands, bringing her a bit of warmth.

Song Shushu subconsciously looked over and met those soothing eyes. For some reason, she always felt that Song Dameng knew that she was nervous and took the initiative to comfort her.

This feeling is wonderful, and it feels like getting along with a mature and steady person.

Taking back the wandering thoughts "This song is not complete yet, so it will not appear in the album for the time being."

"But everyone can look forward to the * press conference. This promotional MV was produced by our Baiyin Studio. I hope everyone will support it."

"That's it for today's live broadcast. I wish everyone a good night and sweet dreams."


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