Chapter One of the Night

   Chapter 61 Eat Peach

   "I envy you. I have my own house. I hide when I want to be quiet, and no one can disturb you."

  It may be because the weather is hot, An Xiaojing tried to hold up the teacup, but she put it down without taking a sip. She sat cross-legged on the single sofa, and suddenly let out such an emotion.

joke!

   I haven't been disturbed by you yet!

   "Hey, you're really saying that...you live in a villa!"

  An Xiaojing pursed her lips, showing a smile she didn't know if it was a wry smile, and didn't answer any further.

After a while, she said: "I often recall the time when we were doing demos together recently, and I still remember how you were negotiating with Mr. He at that time. Now think about it, how happy it was at that time, although There is nothing yet, but everything is full of hope, and everyone has a special drive..."

  Tsk!

   Saying this is really hypocritical.

  You should tell Yuan Wei to see if she hates you or not.

  Uh, no, she probably told Yuan Wei.

   "Well, yeah, I was really motivated back then."

  Xu Zhenghua casually echoed, "But it's definitely not as good as it is now. Now you are popular, big star, and I have also made money. It's pretty good now, hehe." He was turning his thoughts quickly.

   She suddenly ran over, why is she here?

The direction of    can be roughly guessed 70% to 80%, but how she intends to convince herself, she can't guess.

   Now it seems that you want to play emotional cards?

  Reminiscing the past?

  Please, it's only been three months.

   Anyway, for the time being, Xu Zhenghua is still going to stick to his previous plan and keep a certain distance from her.

  Her album, Xu Zhenghua is not planning to participate.

   Of course, if "Short Hair" is to be included in her album, Xu Zhenghua will definitely not object.

   He will not have trouble with money.

She fell silent again, and after a while, she said: "Zhenghua, you may not believe it when you say it, I'm obviously very red, I'm red, I've been in school for a week, I went out last Friday, and there are still Four paparazzi are guarding me at the school gate. I just came out, and I also went around the small gate. To be chased by the paparazzi like this, it should be considered popular? But...really, I feel like I have never... failed."

   She used the word "failure", which was quite unexpected.

   Xu Zhenghua suddenly became interested and looked at her seriously.

   "I feel like I'm a bit embattled right now, I have almost no friends, even at home..."

   Halfway through, she stopped.

  This is not easy, it shows that she at least understands her predicament.

   Instead of being like her parents, her eyes are above the top when she turns red.

   As far as this IQ is concerned, to be honest, I have already killed a lot of people in seconds - there are not many people who can not be fascinated by success, money and fame.

She picked up the teacup again, but put it down again, suddenly got up, picked up the fruit on the coffee table, "The tea is too hot, I'll go wash some fruit, I bought a few kilograms of peaches, they said they were just on the market, and I looked good. look like..."

   "Put down, let me go! I'm going to wash, you sit!"

   In my own home, there is really no reason to let guests wash the fruit.

   It doesn't matter if this is Yuan Wei or Guan Yulan, but An Xiaojing is now a guest.

  Xu Zhenghua picked up the plastic bag and went directly into the kitchen.

   As soon as his figure disappeared, An Xiaojing got up immediately, tiptoed, but very quickly dodged, and entered the bedroom next to her.

In her ears, she heard that the kitchen tap was turned on. She glanced quickly in the bedroom, and immediately found the blue folder - the folder was very ordinary, but firstly, it was placed on the piano by Xu Zhenghua, and secondly , he seemed afraid to see it himself.

   Go and pick it up.

   opened it, and sure enough, the score.

   The first one is "Short Hair".

She didn't have time to read the content, so she quickly flipped back. The second part was "Dance with Eyes", and the third part was "A Thousand Thousand Que Songs", all of which were scores with various musical instrument parts—even the order. Apparently he arranged them in the order they were made.

   But after quickly flipping through "Song of Qianqianque", what followed was actually a blank piece of paper with five characters written vertically on it casually - wake up your ears.

The    handwriting is obviously Xu Zhenghua's handwriting.

   She was stunned: New song?

   quickly turned the page, and she was stunned again.

   is actually a... catalogue?

  Unconsciously, she was holding her breath, and at this moment, it seemed that her heart skipped a beat.

   This table of contents is also handwritten, and it says-

  1. Wake up your ears

  2, when love is close

  3, so proud

  4, love antibody

  5, small hands hold big hands

  6, coward

  7, Lonely Northern Hemisphere

  8, I love you very much

  9, short hair

  10. Notepad

  An Xiaojing was stunned.

   There is "Short Hair" in it!

   In a blink of an eye, her thoughts drifted away, but she quickly regained her senses, and hurriedly turned back—the next page was indeed the score of "Wake Up Your Ears".

   OMG!

   At this moment, her heart was beating wildly.

   But he obviously refused!

When I was out of town, I frequently called him, and his attitude had become a little loose. No matter how coquettish he was, he was stunned. Later, when he came back, he was even more aware of the fact that he treated himself The kind of attitude that is detached and unwilling to get too close.

   It’s not that I didn’t try to invite a little politely.

   But he quickly pulled the conversation aside, apparently not interested in getting involved in making his own album, or even as a producer on an entire album.

   But this...how to explain?

   Before that was obviously an album tracklist.

   And this track list is not blank, turn back, every song is there.

  Although I can’t take a closer look, and for the time being, I can’t tell the pros and cons of these songs, but they have really been written – it seems that they have been written before? Then why didn't you promise yourself after pushing the boat?

   Or deliberately hang your appetite?

  No, he knows that he is very popular, and he has no shortage of songs and no shortage of people to produce for him. Everyone can even break their heads for this. And with his character, even if others don't give it, as long as he wants it, he will go for it directly!

   The producer of "Short Hair", didn't he just grab it back like this?

   So, he was serious.

   He really doesn't want to be a producer for his own album.

   But before, he should have thought about it, and even wrote all the songs!

   It was just that he chose to give up for some reason.

   "Call..."

   Take a deep breath.

   I felt like my heart was about to pop out of my throat.

   Can't breathe.

  Because of what...not hard to guess!

   In an instant, An Xiaojing's mind suddenly opened up.

  I came to his house today, originally on a whim. I wanted to come over and chat with him casually. Before I came, I actually didn’t know what I wanted to talk to him about.

   It is clear that he has become more and more alienated.

   Even a "pseudo-girlfriend" like Yuan Wei is much closer than himself.

   But now, she suddenly wanted to understand.

In fact, he came here to ask for help—perhaps because since he met, his consistent strength, calmness, and wisdom have always given him an extremely strong impression, or perhaps it was the popularity of "Beautiful Eyes", which once again proved his The creative talent also made what the agent named Liu Kai swore before saying "they will fall after the big hit" became a joke.

   Although he didn't want to understand it before, he must have always believed in his subconscious that at critical moments, he is a person who can be absolutely assured to rely on and seek help.

   And now, I feel embarrassed on all sides, like I'm stuck in the mud, isn't it the "critical moment"? ——That’s why I ran here subconsciously!

   Now it seems that the thoughts in his subconscious are correct.

   It's just... how could someone with such a strong character like him change his mind so easily?

   suddenly felt dry throat.

   She swallowed.

   The sound of water flowing outside suddenly stopped.

She was startled, and quickly closed the folder. She didn't know if she had put it in the right place in a hurry, but the person ran out the first time, strode into the living room, and just made an appearance of walking calmly, just in time for him to He came out of the kitchen with a fruit bowl.

   "Come, taste the peaches you bought!"

  He first picked up a big red one and took a bite out of sight, "Well, it's alright, it's quite sweet! Here's one... I've rubbed off all the hairs, eat it with confidence!"

   But instead of reaching for it, she took the fruit bowl, grabbed the peach he had taken two bites from his mouth, put it on the coffee table together, turned around, and walked back.

   Take a deep breath.

   suddenly stretched out his arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

"Well……"

   Xu Zhenghua was a little caught off guard.

   Don't look at the random laughing and other things before, Xu Zhenghua used to put his arms around people's shoulders recklessly, but a girl like An Xiaojing has always been very good at controlling the sense of distance between the two parties.

If    is too close, stay away, if too far, move closer.

   Don't talk about kissing before, Xu Zhenghua didn't even hold her hand.

   But he was never a coward.

  People are so proactive, they don't kiss in vain.

   Chewed or not, he swallowed the peach in one bite, hugged her waist with his backhand, and kissed her earnestly.

  Long time, lips divided.

   She said, "Take me to the bedroom."

  Xu Zhenghua was stunned for a moment: What the hell, are you really playing?

   But after only half a second of hesitation, he picked up the girl in front of him and strode to the bedroom.

   (end of this chapter)