The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 101 Zhao Wanqi's Songwriter

Six pm.

210 private rooms.

Recreation area, dimly lit.

Wang Luoqi's handbag was lying alone at the foot of the table.

The information in the folder, as well as the A4 paper on which Wen Yan wrote the song, were scattered on the ground.

"Um……"

After a light hum, Wen Yan's dark and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was about to wake up.

As the feeling of the body gradually became clear, the first thing he felt was the heaviness on his body and the soreness of his forehead after drinking alcohol.

"Tsk."

Wen Yan murmured sleepily: "Wine is really not a good thing."

He subconsciously wanted to knead the center of his eyebrows to ease the discomfort on his forehead, but before he could move, he noticed the strangeness in the palm of his hand.

"Wow, don't make trouble." A woman whispered from her side, and her neck felt a surge of heat.

Miss Luo Qi?Because the tone was too familiar, Wen Yan instantly recognized the woman's identity.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that the back of the sofa was flattened and turned into a single bed.

And Wang Luoqi was snuggling in his arms, the pair of slender and round legs were obliquely pressing on his lower abdomen, and his head was lying on his neck.

This……

No wonder it feels so heavy.

Looking at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, Wen Yan also broke out in a cold sweat. Now is not ten years ago, he has grown up.

totally capable...

He frantically checked the clothes of the two of them.

"Phew." After a while, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

The clothes are neat, and there is no mess after drinking.

Looking down at the water stains on the shirt and the sparkling corners of the girl's mouth, Wen Yan shook his head.

It's been ten years, and the girl's problem of drooling when she sleeps has not changed.

He wanted to wake Wang Luoqi directly as he did when he was a child.

Well, the taste of childhood aftertaste!

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

But as soon as he raised his palm, before he could move, the phone on the table rang.

Then, he saw the girl in his arms, opened his sleepy beautiful eyes, looked at his raised palm, and his expression was a little stunned.

After three seconds.

"What do you want?" Wang Luoqi regained consciousness.

Damn, this phone is ringing at the right time, Wen Yan cursed inwardly.

He swallowed and explained, "Sister Luo Qi, I want to answer the phone."

"Oh, that's it!" Wang Luoxi didn't care too much.

As soon as she regained consciousness, she only had time to notice Wen Yan's raised palm. As for other abnormalities, she hadn't responded yet.

"Huh?" She frowned: "Why are your legs numb?"

Then, she saw the current state of the two.

"Boom."

"Snapped."

"Wow."

With a sound, Wen Yan was twisted by Wang Luoxi's shoulders and pressed onto the table.

"Wen Xiaoyan, you have grown bolder!"

Wang Luoxi frowned his delicate crescent eyebrows and said angrily:

"While my sister is asleep, you dare to attack me?"

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." Wen Yan was a little anxious.

He quickly explained: "Sister Luo Qi, I don't know what's going on. I woke up like this..."

"enough!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Luoqi interrupted:
"No matter what the reason is, this is not the reason for you to commit the following crimes."

"Sister Luo Qi, I'm drunk." Wen Yan explained weakly.

"Don't let you drink without drinking, and you will mess around after drinking."

He didn't mention drinking, but Wang Luoxi got even more angry when he mentioned drinking:

"My sister understands why I don't let you drink, but you still have to. It turns out that you want to drink to coax people."

As she spoke, she stepped up.

"what!"

Wen Yan exclaimed bitterly: "stop, stop, I remember."

The pain brought Wen Yan back to his senses, and he remembered what happened before.

After he and Wang Luoqi talked about the advertising slogan, he lay on the sofa and slept because he was getting drunk.

At that time, Wang Luoqi was still working on documents on the sofa opposite.

So, he fell asleep first.

He doesn't carry this pot.

After trying to figure out what happened, Wen Yan also regained his confidence. He shook his arm to break free from the girl's restraint.

He pointed to the sofa behind him and said angrily:

"Obviously I slept here first, who knows how you got up?"

Hearing Wen Yan's questioning, Wang Luoxi also reacted.

It seems, as if... that's true.

After Wen Yan fell asleep on the sofa, she was still working on the documents.

About two o'clock.

Li Yiyi came to the 210 box and said that the meeting of Shenji employees was coming to an end, and wanted Wen Yan to go through the scene.

But seeing Wen Yan sleeping soundly, she didn't let Li Yiyi disturb her.

After Li Yiyi left, she came to Wen Yan's side, wanting to cover the slipped coat for him, so as not to catch a cold.

However, as soon as she leaned down, she saw Wen Yan in a deep sleep, still frowning, as if she was suffering from alcoholism.

Wen Yan was her child, and she was a little worried when she saw Wen Yan was uncomfortable.

In order to make Wen Yan sleep more comfortable, she turned off the light in the private room, sat beside Wen Yan, and continued to gently massage the acupuncture points on his head.

Then, at some point, as sleepiness gradually hit, she also fell asleep.

So, this is really her pot!
"Cough cough..." Wang Luoxi was a little embarrassed.

"Who is this calling from?"

Looking at the phone that had stopped ringing on the table, Wang Luoqi bluntly changed the subject:

"Aren't you going to take a look? Don't miss the important thing."

Wen Yan: "..."

Well, he's used to it.

Every time Wang Luoqi did something wrong, he would forcefully change the subject.

Wen Yan doubted whether Wang Luoxi also believed in the words of his previous life—

As long as she's not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed!
Seeing the mobile phone that the girl took the initiative to hand in front of her, Wen Yan gave her a sideways look to express her dissatisfaction.

Then, reluctantly, he picked up the phone.

In fact, he wasn't too angry.

After all, the two have been together for so long, and they have long since become accustomed to each other's personalities in small daily matters.

If they can't tolerate each other's shortcomings, they can't get along so well.

Concerned about his sister's identity, Wang Luoxi did something wrong. Although he would not apologize explicitly, he would also apologize to him in small matters.

Turn on the phone, glance at the missed call, it shows the missed call of "Aunt Wu".

Speaking of this address book, it is another history of blood and tears.

He has always had a shortcoming, he likes to give people nicknames secretly. Although he knows it's not good, he still can't control his fingers to change the notes.

After all, who doesn't have a quirk.

Compared with those powerful people who like to run naked or wear women's clothes, Wen Yan feels that his small fault is still within the acceptable range.

But the bad is bad. On a certain day in a certain year, he and Wang Luoqi were sitting side by side on the sofa watching TV, and the girl happened to catch a glimpse of his address book.

Looking at the many strange nicknames, the girl sitting next to him quietly called him.

Seeing the caller nickname of "Fanli Ji" lit up on the screen, Wang Luoqi instantly froze, and pressed him on the sofa on the spot.

Then, it's a rub!
After waving away these distracting thoughts, Wen Yan called Wu Wanqing back.

1 minute later.

Wen Yan put down the phone and ended the call with Wu Wanqing.

Looking at Wen Yan who put down the phone, Wang Luoxi asked:

"Is it my mom's phone number?"

After getting drunk that day, Wang Luoxi gradually let go of his heart after hearing his mother's apology and after more than a year of running-in.

Although several people did not live together, as the estrangement in the past disappeared, Wang Luoqi often went to Wu Wanqing's villa with Wen Yan to have dinner together.

"Yes." Wen Yan nodded.

Putting the mobile phone back in his pocket, he continued: "Aunt Wu said she bought a lot of ingredients and wanted us to try her craft."

"Okay." Wang Luoqi nodded.

She packed up the scattered documents on the ground and left the private room with Wen Yan.

……

Years.

Wang Luoqi drove his car slowly into the underground garage of Villa 6.

"Squeak." The car gradually stopped.

Looking at the seat belt in front of him, Wen Yan shook his arm:
"Sister Luo Qi, the seat belt of your group's chauffeur class car seems a little tight."

"Come here, my sister will untie it for you." Wang Luoxi leaned over to untie his seat belt.

Because he misunderstood Wen Yan just now and used a set of big grabs for him, Wang Luoxi felt a little guilty.

Therefore, no matter what Wen Yan says now, Wang Luoxi will follow his will.

Of course, if Wen Yan dared to make excessive demands, it would be the old man who picked up the dung and started five shifts——

Well, take a break!
After getting out of the car, Wang Luoqi took out a large and small gift bag from the trunk, as if he had been prepared.

Wen Yan was a little surprised: "Sister Luo Qi, who are you?"

"It's the old rule, you will say that you bought it later." Wang Luoxi said softly.

Then, she carried the gift and walked into the villa without asking Wen Yan to help.

"Sister Luo Qi, Aunt Wu doesn't like us bringing gifts." Wen Yan reminded Wang Luoxi.

When the two usually came, they were never so polite.

When Wen Yan came here a few times before, in order to be polite, he also brought gifts.

But every time she saw him take out a gift, Wu Wanqing's smile became obviously unnatural.

Later, Wen Yan also wanted to understand, because the mother and daughter had a special period, bringing gifts would make Wu Wanqing feel uncomfortable.

She doesn't need material things either.

"That's the wrong time for you to buy."

When he arrived at the main building of the villa, Wang Luoxi handed the gift to Wen Yan.

Before entering the door, she reminded again:
"Don't tell me that, you bought these gifts for my mother."

"Sister Luo Qi, how can you lie?"

Wen Yan said righteously: "You have to learn from me and be an honest person."

Wang Luoqi: "..."

How dare this guy say it.

Over the years, she summed up three bad problems for Wen Yan.

Rule [-]: When you grow up, you become lazy.

When he was a child, Wen Yan was quite diligent and often called Wang Luoxi to get up, but in recent years, as long as he was fine during the day, Wen Yan could sleep until noon.

Rule [-]: Love gives people a nickname.

It turned out that the address book in the mobile phone clearly exposed this fault.

Thinking of the name "Funri Ji" now, Wang Luoqi's chest hurts with anger.

The third, and most important one, is to lie.

For example, Wen Yan kept saying that all his homework was finished in school.

But when he was in the fifth grade, Wang Luoqi suddenly received a call from his teacher, and then she knew the truth.

It turned out that Wen Yan's homework was all written for him by his female classmate.

Seeing the girl frowning, Wen Yan raised the gift in her hand and said solemnly:

"I bought these gifts originally."

"Just skin." Wang Luoqi glared at him.

Disappointed, she pinched Wen Yan's lower back and said viciously:

"Give me the skin later, and I will definitely enforce the family law for you."

"Hey..." Wen Yan took a deep breath.

Looking at Wang Luoqi's back, Wen Yan smiled and didn't care too much.

Too serious life, it is too boring.

……

The two entered the living room.

Wen Yan saw Wu Wanqing serving dishes on the table.

At this time, she was wearing a dark cheongsam embroidered with peony, showing her graceful body lines, and her slender white legs were wrapped in transparent stockings, making her look full of elegance and elegance.

In the past two years, every time I saw Wu Wanqing, Wen Yan couldn't help but sigh that a rich life can really delay people's aging.

In the previous life, when his mother was Wu Wanqing's age, the corners of her eyes were already wrinkled and her complexion was sallow.

But Wu Wanqing still looks very young. The years have not left many traces on her, but she is more intellectually beautiful than ten years ago.

This reminds Wen Yan of a poem: If there are poems and books hidden in the heart, the years will never defeat the beauty.

He put down the gift and hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Aunt Wu, let me help you carry it."

"it is good."

Wu Wanqing smiled and nodded: "Xiaoyan is still so sensible."

After a few minutes.

Six dishes and one soup were all placed on the dining table, and several people sat down one by one.

Well, this time it was Wu Wanqing sitting on the main seat, Wen Yan and Wang Luoqi sitting on the left and right of her.

Looking at the dinner on the table, Wen Yan smiled and said, "Auntie, how did you cook so many dishes today."

Usually when three people eat together, there are usually four dishes.

"I bought a lot of food today, so I made more."

Wu Wanqing smiled and said, "Don't be stunned, eat it while it's hot, it will be cold later. "

After a few minutes.

Wu Wanqing put a piece of potato shreds on Wang Luoqi and asked unintentionally:
"Luo Qi, did you go to Kyoto a few days ago?"

"Yeah." Wang Luoxi nodded.

"Grandpa said he was feeling a little unwell, so I went to take a look."

"Yan...Is it serious?" Wu Wanqing's hand slammed into the food.

"It's fine."

Wang Luoqi swallowed the shredded potatoes and said, "He just tricked me into going to Kyoto, and then introduced me to a blind date."

"Phew." Wu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Her expression also returned to normal, she asked with a smile, "Which family did the old man introduce you to, do you like it?"

"Just those few."

Wang Luoqi didn't hide it: "I knew it before, and if I can see it, I have seen it for a long time."

"Since I didn't like it before, it's natural to have no show now."

"Okay, blind date is a major event in life, and Mom will listen to you." Wu Wanqing nodded.

She has seen it now, as long as her daughter is happy.

This topic touched the past of mother and daughter, and the atmosphere was a little silent for a while.

Wang Luoxi also noticed this. She looked at her watch and said to Wen Yan:

"Turn on Magic Capital TV, let's watch the show for a while."

"Okay." Wen Yan turned on the TV in the living room.

Then I transferred to the Magic Capital TV station, and I saw the variety show "Road to Fame" was being broadcast on it.

This variety show is very popular now. The main content is to invite celebrities to talk about their experiences before becoming famous, which is very appetizing to the audience.

Wen Yan sat back at the table and heard the host's voice on the TV:

"The artist we are going to invite next. She is a singer. She became famous with her inspirational songs. She is called inspirational by many dream seekers..."

Before she could speak, a huge cheer suddenly sounded off the field.

"Zhao Wanqi!"

"Zhao Wanqi!"

Seeing this, Wen Yan glanced at Wang Luoxi opposite: "Sister Luo Xi, you know that Sister Wanqi is on the show today."

Wang Luoqi nodded.

After an opening song, Zhao Wanqi walked onto the stage with a microphone.

The song is over.

There was another cheer from the audience.

"Wan Qi is coming to our show for the first time." The host said with a smile.

"Correct."

Zhao Wanqi nodded, with a sunny smile on her face:

"I'm honored to be invited to our show. As a native of Modu, I often watch our show at home."

After some talk, the host began to get into the topic, guiding the topic to Zhao Wanqi's road to fame.

After Zhao Wanqi briefly talked about her fate with music and some things she experienced before becoming famous.

The host then asked: "Wan Qi, fans are actually very curious about one thing. I wonder if they will be lucky enough to know the answer today?"

"whats the matter?"

Zhao Wanqi made a joke: "Let's not talk about it in the audience, just talk about music. If you want to ask about personal privacy, then I will run away."

"As a fan of the goddess, I am measured." The host laughed.

"It's about the songs." The host asked: "Everyone knows that you became famous with a few classic inspirational songs on the stage of Sound of Dreams."

"You have always emphasized that these songs were not made by people in the circle, but by friends who helped create them, but you have been unwilling to reveal the songwriters and composers of these songs..."

Seeing this, Wen Yan glanced at Wang Luoxi opposite, and seemed to understand her intention to turn on the TV.

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