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Sitting in the newly rented house of Feng Shiyao, Xiao Yingying looked at the spacious and bright living room and said happily: "It's much better than the previous conditions! And the rent is cheaper, really good!"

"Because you are not in the city center," Feng Shiyao said. "It's closer to the bar where I sing. The subway is two stops away."

"But will your former roommates think you are playing big names after you are famous?"

Feng Shiyao shook his head and said: "I just need a relatively independent space to write and practice songs. The previous house was not suitable, the sound insulation was poor, and it was easy to disturb others."

"People will say you are an excuse!"

"I don't care what other people think. Besides, I'm a little better now. Isn't it normal for me to change my living environment? Do I have the ability to pretend that my life is poor? What is the difference from those who go on the show and let their relatives die all over for the sake of sympathy?"

"Sister Feng understands people." Xiao Yingying gave thumbs up to Feng Shiyao. "I'm particularly disgusted with the players who came to the stage to tell stories. Did they come to participate in the singer draft or the worst story of the Wang draft?"

Feng Shiyao laughed when he heard Xiao Yingying say that.

This is also the case in the show she participated in, but it is much better than a few years ago. The more and more viewers do not eat this set. In the past, I came to the stage to tell my own tragic story, and to gain some sympathy, I can get a high return in popularity. So for some time everyone ridiculed China's music talent show is basically the same as Zhou Xingchi's "Tang Bo Hu Dian Qiu Xiang" movie, which is not better than who sings better, but worse than who.

In order to participate in the competition, my grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, fathers and mothers... I couldn’t rush back when I was sick, and I didn’t see my grandparents, grandpas, grandparents, and moms...the last side, now for my grandparents, grandpas, grandparents, grandparents. ...Must get the championship, realize your dreams, and comfort your grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, grandparents... in the spirit of heaven.

Now with the increasing number of music talent shows, with the popularity of the Internet, the consultation is becoming more and more developed, and many players can no longer mix up by storytelling. Everyone has their eyes on the singing itself.

In this draft, in fact, although Feng Shiyao's mother also opposed her taking this path, she never said it either in a sea election or in a later video interview. So until now everyone didn’t know that she was having a quarrel with her mother and running away from home to pursue her music dream.

She always believes that who she is is not related to whether she sings or not, and understanding the story behind her is not helpful for listening to her singing. Good is good, and it is good without any other factors.

She hopes that she can always rely on her singing to achieve her own status and achievements in this line, rather than relying on other factors to help.

If she is going to kneel and lick someone, and get affirmation, then she would rather go back to the days when she was a singer in the bar, and at least make money with her own skills, no need to owe anyone, and no need to grieve herself.

Just then the phone rang, Feng Shiyao picked up the phone and went to the bedroom to answer the phone.

Xiao Yingying turned on the wall-mounted TV in the living room-this is the landlord's match-after tuning a few sets, she discovered news about Feng Shiyao.

"...The fourth season of our big music talent show "Super Nice" came to an end yesterday evening. The amateur singer Feng Shiyao conquered the judges and media representatives on the scene with a "My Dream". The result won the championship of "Super Nice" this year!"

Subsequently, a live performance of Feng Shiyao was broadcast.

When she sang "Because you are my dream, my dream, my dream, because you are my dream", a close-up of her face appeared on TV, and Feng Shiyao in the lens gazed affectionately into the distance, The lights in this stage reflected in the eyes, and the stars were like stars.

In front of her is actually the auditorium, but Xiao Yingying knows that Sister Feng is definitely not looking at the auditorium. Her eyes crossed 100% of this broadcasting and television performance hall, over thousands of rivers and mountains, and cast into that distant place.

Feng Shiyao came back after finishing the phone call and saw Xiao Yingying watching her replay of the performance yesterday. She also sat down next to it.

"It's really good to sing. But when you sing Feng Feng, is this a handsome guy in your head?"

Xiao Yingying is also teasing Feng Shiyao, joking about her relationship with Gao Zheng.

But I did not expect Feng Shiyao to give her a very definite answer this time: "Yes, yes."

Xiao Yingying turned her head and looked at her in amazement: "Sister Feng, have you learned?"

"What's the trick? I'm telling the truth, this song was written because of him. He has always been the source of my courage to pursue my dreams. When I'm lost, think about Gao Zheng, and I will continue to walk bravely Go on..."

Speaking of which, Feng Shiyao saw Xiao Yingying holding her arms and shrunk.

"What's wrong with you? Cold?"

"No, Sister Feng, I have goose bumps..."

Feng Shiyao raised his hand and patted Xiao Yingying.

Xiao Yingying laughed: "You two are so fun! Then you have won the championship now, can you tell the handsome guy?"

Feng Shiyao shook his head: "No, I don't want to tell him yet."

"Eh? Why?"

"I stood on the stage after singing yesterday, and suddenly I felt that I had just touched the door of that world. It was still far away. A draft champion could not explain anything. I am afraid even my mother would be hard to convince. I’m just starting off on this road and still have no grades. I’ll talk about it later when I get some grades."

"No, Sister Feng...what kind of result is there?"

"Issue an album and get a good response." Feng Shiyao tilted his head and thought about it.

At this time the phone rang again, Feng Shiyao made a helpless expression to Xiao Yingying, and got up again to go to the bedroom to answer the phone.

Xiao Yingying stared at Sister Feng on the TV screen, she was dressed in an evening dress and a bunch of lights. She had never seen such a Sister Feng before. She has always known that Sister Feng is a great beauty, but she is really the first time that Xiao Yingying sees her like an indescribably beautiful goddess.

Sister Feng on the stage is really radiant, just like a handsome guy on the court.

No matter how approachable they are in their daily life, they are no different from ordinary people, but as long as they stand in the place where they should be, the whole person will exude a completely different temperament as usual, as if they were born by nature. There.

The handsome guy is such a person, and so is Sister Feng.

"Sorry, there are too many phone calls. I don't know if this is the first number of calls today..." Feng Shiyao came out again, and poured himself into Xiao Yingying.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Yingying suddenly recovered and said to Feng Shiyao: "Sister Feng, if you don't dislike, I want to be your assistant."

Feng Shiyao was so scared that he almost poured out the water.

She withdrew the kettle and stared at Xiao Yingying with wide eyes: "Xiao Yingying, your mother found you that job, how many relationships did you trust, how many favors did you owe? Are you crazy?"

Xiao Yingying pouted: "That's what my mother wanted me to do. I was looking for a job in a small town in a fourth-tier county. The income was not high, but it was stable. Then I found a honest man to marry and have a child to hug her... …And live like this. But it's not the life I want to live, nor is it my ideal."

"So what is your ideal?" Feng Shiyao poured water back to Xiao Yingying.

"My ideal?" Xiao Yingying looked up at Feng Shiyao and said with a smile, "My ideal is to watch you become your domestic by Sister Feng... No, it is an international superstar!"

Feng Shiyao really poured out the water this time.

"Don't make trouble!" She hurriedly packed up the mess.

"I'm serious." Xiao Yingying also came to help. "I don't like that job. Every day I go to work is a foreign worker. Every day I think about when I will get off work. I guess my leader also feels uncomfortable with me... I won't go back this time, and if I have the ability, I will be fired!"

Feng Shiyao raised his hand: "Your mother will be angry..."

"That would not be the case. She is not your mother. I told her that she would agree."

"Then why did you stay at home..."

"Isn't it because I didn't know what I wanted to do at that time? So I didn't know what to do even though I didn't like it. But now I know what I want to do." Xiao Yingying said brightly.

Feng Shiyao looked at her like this, crying and laughing.

"Sister Feng, did you agree? You see that you are so busy now, one phone after another. As your reputation increases, it will definitely not be as simple as answering the phone in the future. You have to hire an assistant. Instead of recruiting yourself Unfamiliar, re-run, why not give this cheap to your roommate?"

"It's not cheap and beautiful..."

"I know I know that it requires a strong working ability, execution ability and communication ability, to be able to coordinate all parties, but also meticulous patience. I can do all this, you can rest assured, Sister Feng. I will definitely not take you Go on an adventure on the star road, and Bao Zhun will make you more comfortable than the queen lady!" Xiao Yingying said, patting her chest.

Feng Shiyao listened to her words and remembered the days when they studied in Genoa together. Sometimes, in this strange metropolis, she was indeed a bit lonely. It would be nice if Xiao Yingying could come to be with her.

But being an assistant is not a friend or a simple relationship.

She hesitated to speak out her concerns.

Xiao Yingying smiled: "It turns out that Sister Feng is worried about this. You can rest assured, private relations are private, official business, I still know. I have said that, I will not joke about your future, Sister Feng. We will sign the contract when the time comes. All these must be written in, and you should act under the contract. Don’t feel sorry for me, and I’m not hypocritical. If I really can’t do the job, I’ll quit without you saying.”

Feng Shiyao looked at Xiao Yingying who said that, and sighed: "You really understand people..."

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