"The familiar face in the dream, you are my guarding tenderness; even if tears flood the world..."
The singing voice is melodious and loud.
The lyrics are touching and pathos.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the chrysanthemums planted in the flower pots shivered.
I don’t know if it’s because Shi Yufeng watered them with too much urea, or for other reasons, but these chrysanthemums look sicker and weaker than other chrysanthemums.
Shi Zhijian sniffed and tried not to smell the smell of urine overflowing from the flower pot. He thought to himself that he should remind his sister not to pour night urine into it again in the future, and that it would be good to walk a few more steps to the toilet below.
Nie Yongqin was concentrating on performing this sentimental song "Myth", but her beautiful eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Shi Zhijian who was distracted. Suddenly, the full emotions brewing in his heart were like being pricked by a needle. There was a hissing sound and leaked out.
Angry.
"Are you listening carefully to me singing this song?" Nie Yongqin stopped singing and said a little coquettishly.
Shi Zhijian shrank his neck, "I'm sorry, it's a bit cold today, and I didn't wear too much clothing, so I couldn't help but shiver."
"Since you know it's cold, why don't you wear thicker clothes?" Nie Yongqin looked at Shi Zhijian, who was only wearing a single shirt. No wonder he was shivering while standing on the balcony.
Shi Zhijian glanced at Nie Yongqin.
Nie Yongqin still wears a high-cut cheongsam with glass stockings, which is sexy yet charming.
"Who asked you to wear a cheongsam? I wear it this way so it looks like it matches you."
Nie Yongqin chuckled, "What a combination! We women are not afraid of the cold. No matter how cold the weather is, we still dress like this!"
"Really? Then I'll go down and put on more clothes first! I remember correctly that my sister knitted me a very expensive sweater last year, but I don't know where it was stuffed!" Shi Zhijian said, and was about to take the opportunity to escape. What a pity.
, he has been listening to this girl singing on the balcony for an hour with the cold wind blowing!
"You haven't answered me yet, whether my song sounds good or not."
"Sounds good."
"Answering so quickly is not sincere at all!"
"Okay then - listen! This is sincere enough!"
"Not only hypocritical, but also fake!"
"Please, miss, I'm freezing to death!"
"Then tell me, have you released any new songs recently?"
Sure enough, the demands are excessive!
Shi Zhijian hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, I only have three songs, "Obsessed in Secret", "Qian Qian Que Song", and "Myth", all of which you have learned!"
"I don't believe it!" Nie Yongqin looked like a little girl, "You are so talented, how can you only know three songs?"
"I didn't write those songs, I copied them. I'm a despicable plagiarist, please Miss Nie, please let me go!"
"You are being modest again! You know, being too modest is hypocrisy!"
"I'm not humble, I'm telling the truth!" Shi Zhijian couldn't laugh or cry, his eyes inadvertently passed over the sickly chrysanthemums on the table, and suddenly said: "Since you are so persistent, then I have to show off my unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box, but...
…”
"Just what?"
"You just have to agree to one condition."
"What conditions?"
"Sign a contract and become an artist of my company!"
"Huh?" Nie Yongqin couldn't help being stunned.
Shi Zhijian said earnestly: "Don't worry, the artist I call is not the one who lets you perform on stage, but helps our company shoot commercials and sing. Occasionally the company holds a big party, and you come on stage to sing a song, that's all!"
Nie Yongqin was silent for three seconds, then raised his head and said, "Then it depends on whether your pressure is worth it or not!"
Shi Zhijian was very happy. You must know that Nie Yongqin is the mainstay of the dance hall signed by Xu Sanshao for 500,000 yuan. He can get her without spending a penny. Sometimes these artistic young women are quite cute.
By the way, wouldn't it be better if she and Zheng Shaoqiu work together to shoot commercials?
Thinking of this, Shi Zhijian brewed up his emotions, making his emotions full and deep. After a moment, he sang: "Your tears are soft and hurt, the pale moon crescents hook the past, the night is too long and condenses into
Frost; who is in the icy despair in the attic, the rain gently hitting the vermilion window..."
That's right, the song Shi Zhijian is singing at this moment is the very popular "Chrysanthemum Terrace" from the previous life.
Especially looking at the pots of chrysanthemums killed by urea, Shi Zhijian was in a good mood. In addition, there was too much wind on the balcony, which made his nose feel a little uncomfortable, which made his nasal sounds more mellow and long.
Nie Yongqin didn't have much hope for Shi Zhijian's "bottom-up" approach at first.
But as Shi Zhijian's singing slowly unfolded, a perfect picture of chrysanthemums blooming all over the mountains and plains slowly appeared in her mind.
At that moment, Nie Yongqin was shocked. He looked at Shi Zhijian infatuatedly, feeling more and more that he was talented and talented, but he was hiding it deeply.
At the end, with the words "The north wind is still blowing in the night, your shadow keeps cutting, leaving me alone in pairs on the lake", Shi Zhijian slowly stopped speaking, and his eyes withdrew from the pots of broken flowers and willows, and returned to Nie Yongqin's pretty beauty.
on his cheek, and then he saw that Nie Yongqin was crying again!
How many times?
Shi Zhijian didn't know how many times Nie Yongqin cried when hearing the sound. It seemed that she was born with super keen perception ability, and a song or a piece of music could make her burst into tears.
This kind of girl is called "emotional" at best, and "clingy" at worst.
Shi Zhijian was most afraid of such a woman. He was about to find an excuse to escape when he heard Hu Juncai shouting from below: "Mr. Shi, is Mr. Shi at home? Don't you want me to accompany you to meet that fast gunner in the literary world? I'm here!"
It was the first time that Shi Zhijian felt that Hu Juncai was so cute, and he hurriedly said: "You wait down there, I'll come over in a minute!" Then he turned around with a very reluctant expression on his face, "I'm sorry, Miss Nie, I
I really wanted to hang out with you here for a while and talk about music, but I have something to do, so I'll take my leave first!"
After saying that, before Nie Yongqin could speak, Shi Zhijian hurriedly found the stairs and escaped.
Nie Yongqin wanted to stop Shi Zhijian and ask carefully about the story of this song, but saw that Shi Zhijian ran faster than a rabbit.
For the first time, Nie Yongqin had a very strange feeling.
As a famous singer and actress, she has seen a lot of scenes and met a lot of big guys and tycoons. In the past, those men would squeeze their heads to get close to her, but she didn't expect that today, some people are as afraid of her as a tiger.
"Am I that scary? Really!" Nie Yongqin couldn't help but look downstairs, just as Shi Zhijian was also nervously looking upstairs.
The two looked at each other, and Shi Zhijian ran faster.
Nie Yongqin covered her mouth and chuckled, "If you can run away for a while, you can't run away forever. One day I will squeeze you dry! Well, how many songs do you need to make an album? The minimum is six, and now there are four.
, there are still two songs left!”
"Aren't you unwilling to admit that you composed these songs? When I make this album, you won't be able to admit it even if you don't admit it!"
