Looking back on 2009

Chapter 360 Signature Issues

After completing the task, Chen Zhihe returned to the bedroom from the study.

For some reason, after returning from Shanghai, he became lazy.

Maybe it really is winter.

When the weather is cold, people are reluctant to move, just like many animals like to hibernate.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, Ruan Mi called.

"I just read it carefully, it's really well written." Ruan Mi said softly, as if she was still immersed in the emotion just now.

Chen Zhihe smiled, and said, "It's good that it works, otherwise I really have no choice."

Ruan Mi said: "Of course it can be used. I will go to the company tomorrow and record a demo to see the effect."

Chen Zhihe hummed and said, "Then I'll be waiting for your album."

After thinking about it, he said: "Signature or something, you can write whatever you want, you can write whatever you want."

Ruan Mi frowned and asked, "Why?"

The neck was a little sore, Chen Zhihe turned his head, propped himself up and half leaned against the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "I'm just a fanboy, so it doesn't make sense to write about me. And these two songs are about Jiang University. It wouldn’t be too abrupt if you wrote it.”

Ruan Mi thought for a while, and felt that it made sense, but she was also a little worried, "Is it... not so good?"

Chen Zhihe understood Ruan Mi's concerns, and said with a smile: "What's not so good, God knows, you know, I know, who will question you?"

Ruan Mi nodded, and said with some hesitation: "But, I don't know the background of the creation of these two songs. If someone asks, how should I answer?"

Chen Zhihe pondered for a while, then said, "Wang Qi, you know?"

Ruan Mi thought for a while before remembering who Wang Qi was, and said, "Is it your roommate's girlfriend?"

Chen Zhihe hummed, and said, "Yes, that's her."

Ruan Mi felt a little baffled, and didn't know why he asked this suddenly, "And then, does it have something to do with her?"

"Well, she and Chen Wen broke up." Chen Zhihe sighed and said, "The song "To Luo Jia" is a story about her."

Ruan Mi realized it instantly, and asked, "So, the boy from Liangshan is Chen Wen?"

Chen Zhihe said, "Well, he's from there."

Ruan Mi asked curiously: "Why did they break up, I remember they looked pretty good?"

Chen Zhihe continued casually: "When I was young, I was affectionate, mostly because of the novelty, but the novelty will expire. There may be many reasons, but it is nothing more than liking to transfer from one person to another."

Ruan Mi's heart tightened suddenly, and then she thought that Chen Zhihe was not usually a young man, so she felt a little more at ease, and instead sighed: "Then it's a pity for them."

After thinking about the story in the lyrics, Ruan Mi could almost understand that it was probably Chen Wen's cause.

"What about the other song?"

""Sakura Nuo"?"

"Well, I don't understand the lyrics. Beauty is beauty, but what does this life and the next life mean?"

Chen Zhihe didn't know how to answer, he couldn't say that he copied it himself.

Although he had his own interpretation, he obviously couldn't say that to Ruan Mi.

In a hurry, Chen Zhihe thought of the couple by the lake during the day yesterday, and said: "You said this, it's a long story. When the cherry blossoms bloom this year, there are many tourists who come to see them when they pass by. When I saw a young couple, I suddenly thought of it. I have been thinking about the lyrics for a long time, Chinese style, try not to be so vernacular, it’s normal that it’s hard to understand.”

Ruan Mi nodded, reluctantly accepted the rhetoric, and thought that Chen Zhihe had been thinking about this song for so long, and couldn't help laughing, "I thought your inspiration came as soon as you said it, so it's been brewing for so long .”

Chen Zhihe chuckled, and followed Ruan Mi's words: "Isn't this thinking of your needs, so I usually pay attention to it subconsciously."

"Why are all the songs about school all of a sudden this time?" Ruan Mi suddenly thought of this question and asked.

Chen Zhihe said, "The 120th anniversary is coming soon, you know that?"

Ruan Mi let out an "ah" and understood.

In fact, this can be regarded as a way to rub the heat, the difference is that this is an aboveboard way to rub the heat of the alma mater, and it couldn't be more appropriate.

"I see, thank you husband." Chen Zhihe thought so thoughtfully, Ruan Mi was overjoyed.

Finally managed to deal with Ruan Mi, after hanging up the phone, feeling sleepy about being interrupted, Chen Zhihe threw the phone aside and closed his eyes.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered that he didn't ask Ruan Mi about returning home during the Chinese New Year, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

……

The next day, Chen Zhihe woke up very late, he only opened his eyes when the sun hit his face.

Feeling a little dizzy, he realized that he must have caught a cold, which should be the reason why he went out to blow the air for too long yesterday.

Even if he insisted on exercising all the time, and his physical fitness was good, he couldn't stand up to accidents.

Fortunately, I have a cold eye at home. After I got up and took out the cold medicine, the symptoms were slightly relieved.

After basking in the sun for a while, at noon, he couldn't bear it anymore and went to take a nap again.

The effect of the cold medicine was really good, and the side effects were obvious. When he woke up, he felt better, but the sun was almost setting.

This shows that he slept for almost three or four hours.

Although his head didn't hurt, his stomach protested. Even though he had no appetite, he still had to eat.

After dinner, he came back and took cold medicine, and he was sleepy again.

Then the day passed.

The cold came so suddenly that Chen Zhihe, who had never been ill before, was a little caught off guard.

Also caught off guard was his resistance, probably because he had never encountered such a situation before. This time, the confrontation with the virus was not only fierce, but the two sides also fought a protracted battle.

Ruan Mi was presumably busy with recording songs, so she came to find Chen Zhihe very late every day, but he was asleep at that time.

Chen Zhihe didn't want Ruan Mi to worry either, and when he replied to the message, he only said that he went to bed early recently and didn't tell her about his illness.

Physical discomfort is fine, but when you are sick, the feeling of emptiness with no one around you is very strong.

This feeling was very bad, and it naturally reminded him of the days in Shanghai in his previous life, when he was in the same state when he was sick.

Fortunately, my body is in good condition. After three or four days, the cold finally got better.

At this moment, he really didn't want to stay in the house anymore.

Thinking of the words Lu Caiwei sent, he took them out and went out, it was time to frame them.

It is not difficult to find a mounting shop. There are places like antique markets in most cities. Although most of them are scams, there must be a mounting shop.

After driving to the antique market in Jiangcheng, Chen Zhihe turned around, wandered around for a while, and finally found the place he wanted to find.

Walking in, the place is not big, only an old man with a white beard is watching the shop inside.

Seeing Chen Zhihe coming in with a paper tube in his hand, the old man could see his purpose at a glance.

"Writing or painting?" The old man raised his eyes and asked.

"Character."

"How big?"

Chen Zhihe really didn't know how to describe it, so he simply handed the paper tube to the other party.

The old man took it, opened it, muttered a bit, and compared the number three, "Little piece, three hundred."

However, when he saw the words, his eyes lit up, he looked at Chen Zhihe, and asked, "Who wrote it?"

Chen Zhihe said, "A gift from a friend."

The old man looked at it for a while, thought for a while, and said, "It's open today, how about [-] cheaper for you, and the craftsmanship is absolutely fine."

When you encounter a good word, you will be happy when you see the hunter.

Chen Zhihe laughed and said, "I want to use the best materials, so the price doesn't have to be cheap."

When I am two hundred and five?
The old man stroked his beard, hehe said: "Well, then it's still three hundred, don't worry about the materials."

Chen Zhihe nodded and said, "Then it's settled, how long will it take?"

He didn't bother to compare the prices anymore, and looking at the calligraphy and paintings in this room, he thought the craftsmanship should be fine.

"Go around first, and come back in half an hour to get it." The old man looked at the words and said without raising his head.

Chen Zhihe didn't care either, and nodded with a smile, "OK".

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(End of this chapter)