Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 327 Eleventh National Day

Xiangjiang Lixing Records Company.

In the recording studio on the [-]th floor of the company, Wu Jingqi is recording a song wearing headphones.

"OK!" She saw the music director Mou Guoliang outside the soundproof glass making a gesture of ending, then put down the earphones and left the recording studio.

"Jesusa, how do you feel listening to this time?" Mou Guoliang handed Wu Jingqi a pair of headphones.

She took the earphones and listened.

The song is called "Why I'm Crying". It is a Mandarin song produced by the famous Wanwan musician Xi Haiping himself.

It is also the title song of Wu Jingqi's upcoming Mandarin album.

This album includes all the Mandarin songs she sang in the past two years, such as "Love Song 1990", "Awakening Time" and "The Most Real Dream" written by Yu Dongqing.

She listened quietly, the song was lingering and resentful.

It sounds great.

However, she always felt that something was missing.

The lyrics lack a little charm.

Look how good the lyrics and music written by Yu Dongqing are!

How good would it be if he could write a title song?
Thinking of this, Wu Jingqi took off the earphones and said to Mou Guoliang: "Director Mou, I'm going to Yanjing alone on the National Day to relax."

"Are you going to Yanjing?! Now is the critical moment of making the album. Are you going to Yanjing?!" Mou Guoliang was surprised.

"It can't be delayed for a few days."

"You won't ask Yu Dongqing to help you write songs, right?" Mou Guoliang suddenly thought of something and asked.

"I have such an idea." Wu Jingqi didn't hide it either.

"But I heard that Yu Dongqing will continue to release new songs at the concert in the Red Hall, so he is preparing intensively, and it is impossible to write songs for you." Mou Guoliang reminded.

"Try it anyway, I'm going to Yanjing to play." Wu Jingqi insisted.

Are you looking for Yu Dongqing while visiting Yanjing, or do you decide to go to Yanjing and then visit Yanjing?
Mou Guoliang was puzzled.

But Wu Jingqi is a popular singer in the company, the boss is very optimistic about it, and she doesn't seem to treat other singers like that.

"You really decided to go alone? What if something happens?" Mou Guoliang was worried about this problem again.

"The law and order in the mainland is so good, what are you worried about?" Wu Jingqi laughed coquettishly: "Besides, Yanjing still has Yu Dongqing, so I don't have to worry."

In a blink of an eye, it is the National Day, a seven-day long holiday.

In the past seven days, the Qingmanshoe Band spent the rest of the time with their families, except for three days of training.

According to the original plan, Yu Dongqing has completed the creation and arrangement of four new songs including "The Light of Friendship" and "I Really Love You", and there are still three songs left.

But don't worry, there are still three months before the concert in Xiangjiang, it is enough.

Now is the National Day, so naturally I want to spend a few days with my daughter and Luo Yun.

On holidays, the city of Yanjing was overcrowded, so Yu Dongqing went to the outskirts of the city to find a fun place to play for a day or two.

In the end, Luo Yun found out on the Internet that there is an experiential farm in Miyun. It is very interesting for adults and children to harvest sunflowers, grow wheat, and make bread together. She decided to take her daughter there to play for a day or two.

Early in the morning, Luo Yun drove to Yu Dongqing's house first. After the three of them packed their luggage, they happily drove straight to Miyun.

"Holly, you've worked hard writing songs these days, so relax today." Luo Yun said to Yu Dongqing who was sitting in the back row while driving the car.

It's really not hard work.
It turns out that the author of that time and space is just a time and space porter.

Yu Dongqing felt a little ashamed.

Not as hard as Luo Yun.

I have to go to work to manage the studio, and I have to worry about house decoration.

Originally, Luo Yun wanted to come over to cook after get off work in the afternoon, but Yu Dongqing declined.

You can't let people serve you like this, can you?

You can do it yourself, although it is not as delicious as Luo Yun's.

Now that Luo Yun said this, Yu Dongqing immediately hugged her daughter's shoulders and said with a smile: "I don't have to work hard, the hardest work is our Tongtong, who has to go to school every day."

Unexpectedly, my daughter also said: "Dad, I don't have to work hard at school, it's so fun."

I.
Other children feel tired when they go to school. Do you think it's fun?

Is this the difference between a scumbag and a top student?
The family chatted and laughed, and soon came to Jinpoluo Village, Xiwengzhuang Town, and lived in a local B&B.

There are sunflowers everywhere here, and it has come to the harvest time. Yu Dongqing and Luo Yun took Yu Tongtong to learn how to harvest sunflowers and grow wheat, especially Yu Tongtong had a great time playing.

From the bottom of my heart, Yu Dongqing is not very interested. When I was young, I was in my hometown Huayin, but I often did farm work with my parents, which was tiring.

However, seeing Luo Yun and his daughter busy seriously, he was also very happy.

"Hey, Dongqing, why don't you come over and get some wheat?" Luo Yun, wearing a sun hat and holding wheat seeds, shouted to Yu Dongqing who was sitting on a small bench by the edge of the field drinking tea.

"You work, I rest."

"Father wants to be lazy again." Seeing this, Yu Tongtong said to Luo Yun with curled lips.

Yu Dongqing's ears were sharp, and she was not happy to hear her daughter's complaints, so she immediately retorted: "Tongtong, Dad is not lazy, but tired of ordering wheat!

"I'm like when you were your age. When Sanxia was very busy, your grandparents were cutting wheat in the field under the sun, and I was picking wheat ears with my back on my back. I still need to order corn later. Now this It’s the season, and I’m going to go to the fields with your grandparents to gather wheat! Good guy, that’s more than ten acres of land.”

Yu Dongqing reminisced about her busy farming life back then.
Unexpectedly, Yu Tongtong whispered to Luo Yun: "Auntie, Dad is starting to remember bitterness and sweetness again. I don't know how many times I have heard his words. Can you tell me something new?"

Luo Yun couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

This smile made Yu Dongqing very embarrassed.

Hey.
The daughter grew up and began not to listen to her own words.

However, this trip to the farm is still very happy. I only planned to play for a day and a half, but my daughter insisted that she would not go back until the third day.

Yu Dongqing agreed, and there's nothing wrong with going back anyway.

This morning, a family of three was making bread in the mill of the experience farm. First of all, kneading the dough. This was done by Yu Dongqing herself, with Luo Yun and Yu Tongtong helping.

"When making bread, kneading the dough is the key. You must knead the dough for a while. In this way, the bread will be very delicious and soft. This is what your grandma taught me when I was young, but it was not made at that time. Bread is steamed buns."

While rubbing, Yu Dongqing said to her daughter who was standing beside her, when the cell phone in her pocket rang suddenly.

Yu Dongqing had flour on both hands, and motioned for Luo Yun to take it out.

"It's Wu Jingqi calling!" Luo Yun said when she saw the number displayed on the phone.

"What is she calling now?" Yu Dongqing was a little surprised.

"I don't know, do you want to take it?"

"Come on, maybe there's something wrong."

After hearing this, Luo Yun took it and pressed the hands-free button.

"Holly, guess where I am now?" Wu Jingqi's sweet voice came from the microphone.

The two of them got close and spoke casually. Yu Dongqing continued busy kneading the dough and said casually:
"Where are you? Are you going to Yanjing?"

"Ha! You guessed it right! I'm on the plane flying to Yanjing now, and the plane is about to take off!"

Really come to Yanjing?
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