I really don't want to be trending with big stars

Chapter 67 Song Yi, what kind of person are you?
It is not embarrassing for Li Huizhen to be exposed by her own daughter.

She simply waved her hand, causing the other Ma friends to move, and they fought openly.

"Five!"

While playing, Li Huizhen asked with a smile: "Why didn't you go out to play, and stayed in the hotel alone, didn't Song Yi accompany you?"

"Yes, he will have dinner with me tonight."

Tang Wanqing lied and said: "But because there is still a scene to be filmed tomorrow, we will go back to rest directly after eating."

"oh, I see."

Li Huizhen paused, and said suddenly: "Daughter, how is your relationship with that Song Yi now? Love is something that you still have to like. If you think it's good, you can date it. If it's not good, don't force it.

Although it's the blind date I arranged, but don't think about my mother's face, let me talk about your Aunt Zhou. "

"Uh"

Tang Wanqing smiled and said, "Mom, what are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who would sacrifice my own happiness for your sake? Song Yi and I are still in the stage of getting to know each other. good."

"Oh, all right."

Li Huizhen said: "Then I wish you a happy birthday, I will hang up first and go to bed early."

"Okay, thank you mom."

Right after Li Huizhen hung up the phone, she smiled at Zhou Xiuwen who was sitting across from her mahjong table: "You heard me, don't worry now, my daughter seems quite satisfied with your son."

"Ha ha."

Zhou Xiuwen laughed happily, and said, "I won't play your cards this time."
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In the room, Tang Wanqing hung up the video call and was about to dry her hair when the doorbell rang again.

She asked through the door, "Who is it?"

"I'm from a florist, here to deliver flowers."

Tang Wanqing opened the door, and saw a girl holding a large bouquet of roses, and said to her, "Hello, teacher, this is a gift from a gentleman. There are 99 roses in total. He wishes you a happy birthday."

"OK, thanks."

Tang Wanqing took the flowers, signed her name, carried them back to the room, and placed them on the tea table.

Men, know your birthday, and send yourself flowers
After thinking about it, Tang Wanqing couldn't think of anyone else except Song Yi.

"Although I released my own pigeons, I know that someone will send a bouquet of flowers."

Tang Wanqing looked at the delicate red roses in front of her eyes, smelled the faint fragrance in the room, and seemed not to be so angry with him anymore.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang again.

It was Song Yi who called.

The corners of Tang Wanqing's mouth raised unconsciously, she cleared her voice, and answered the channel: "Hey, what can you do to find me so late?"

"I just saw that you made two calls to me, but you didn't answer them on the plane."

Song Yi explained: "So I'll call you as soon as I get off the plane."

"Why did you leave in such a hurry today?"

"The company wants a sample temporarily, and it will be submitted for review tomorrow morning, so I missed the appointment with you."

Song Yi said apologetically, "Happy birthday to you!"

"How do you know that today is my birthday?" Tang Wanqing asked in pretended surprise.

"Didn't you drop your ID card on the ground that day, I accidentally saw it."

Song Yi asked: "By the way, did you receive the gift I gave you?"

"received."

Tang Wanqing looked at the roses on the tea table and said with a smile, "The flowers you sent are very beautiful and fragrant."

"???"

After being quiet for a while, Song Yi asked, "Did you misunderstand something? I didn't send you flowers."

"."

Tang Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Didn't someone give you the bouquet of roses in my room?"

"No."

"Who sent that?"

"how could I know."

Song Yi said: "I gave you a USB flash drive. I asked your assistant Xiaotao to hand it over to you this afternoon. Didn't you receive it?"

"U disk?"

Tang Wanqing remembered, and replied, "Oh, I received it, what's inside?"

"You will know when you open it."

Song Yi joked: "Don't think that because it's a USB flash drive, you'll dislike it. It's so precious. Someone wanted to buy it for 10 million, but I didn't sell it. I gave it to you as a birthday present."

"Just blow it up, are you so generous?"

Tang Wanqing smiled and said, "If it's really worth 10 million, I'll sell it tomorrow."

"Whatever you want, anyway, I have already given it to you, as long as you are happy."

Song Yi said: "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to the company."

"OK, good night."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Wanqing became curious about Song Yi's gift. She took her bag and turned over the USB flash drive.

In addition to the USB interface, this U disk has a mobile phone interface, which can be directly plugged into the mobile phone to view.

Tang Wanqing plugged it into her mobile phone, opened the folder and saw it was an audio file.

She opened it curiously.

In an instant, the piano piece "Castle in the Sky", which she was somewhat familiar with, sounded from the mobile phone player.

Compared with the song she heard on Song Yi's phone last time, the quality of this song is obviously much higher, whether it is in terms of sound quality or piano playing level, it is very top-notch.

At this time, a message notification popped up on the notification bar of the phone screen, and there was an unread message on WeChat, which belonged to Song Yi.

Tang Wanqing opened it immediately.

[The Dream of a [-] Million Girl: I re-recorded this, and the effect should be okay. 】

[The dream of nine hundred million girls: When you fly again in the future, listen to this song "Castle in the Sky", maybe you won't be so nervous and afraid. 】

Tang Wanqing looked at Song Yi's message, and listened to "Laputa in the Sky" that was still playing on her mobile phone. Suddenly, she couldn't help her nose sore, and she shed tears.

It was the best birthday present she had ever received in her life.

Song Yi said it was worth 10 million.

Now Tang Wanqing believed it.

For me, the meaning of its existence is more important than 10 million!
Because Song Yi's words were like a ray of light that suddenly shone into the depths of his heart, bringing warmth to the dark forest that had been lingering all along.

She stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said to herself with a smile, "Why was I moved by him?"

Looking back at the roses on the coffee table, Tang Wanqing stopped being entangled.

It doesn't matter who sent the bouquet of flowers.

She picked up the flowers, walked to the trash can, and threw them in without hesitation.

Back on the bed, she put the mobile phone to her ear, playing "Castle in the Sky" repeatedly, thinking about the little things since she met Song Yi in her heart.

Although he was younger than himself, he was not naive at all, just a little unscrupulous.

In life, his habits are not at all like the rich second generation, but like an ordinary person.

At work, it's even more abnormal. He is obviously a rookie who has just entered the society, but when it comes to doing things, he has more experience than many veterans, and he knows what to do.

Not only that, he also wrote a script in order to make himself a heroine.

Even the piano piece she is listening to now, she suspects that Song Yi composed it himself.

Because she had searched the Internet, and there was no such song "Castle in the Sky" on the market.

In the darkness, Tang Wanqing lay flat with her eyes open, in a daze.

Song Yi, what kind of person are you?

And why are you being so nice to me? -
Ps: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
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(End of this chapter)