After the divorce, the song "It's a pity it's not you" became popular all over t

Bald Zheng, who is a good big brother, immediately said: "My brother gave you a meeting gift, I will tell you later."

Seeing this, Chen Feng put the whole thing in order.

It turned out that one of the characters in Huang Sanping's film and television drama was the meeting ceremony that Bald Zheng talked about.

For others, this meeting gift is basically an entry ticket to the film and television industry, and it is really a big gift.

But as far as Chen Feng is concerned, he really wants to rest recently, and he hasn't started writing a song for Wang Xinling yet.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Ding!

Wang Xinling's message was sent to Chen Feng's mobile phone.

"Are you awake, Chen Feng, I drank a lot of wine last night, so there's nothing wrong with my body."

Chen Feng's fingers quickly tapped on the phone screen.

"I'm fine, sister."

call out!

The message flew out, and then, Chen Feng asked, "Sister Ling, do you have time? I'll send you the song I wrote for you."

"Song? Do you really want to write a song for me? So soon?"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Xinling was lying on the bed with an extremely surprised expression. She thought that what Chen Feng said last night was just a drink talk. Although she had some expectations in her heart, she didn't take it seriously.

Having been hurt, she would never fully believe what any man said, even the man who made her feel good.

Unexpectedly, he actually came for real.

Chen Feng's message appeared.

"I haven't written it yet, let me ask your time first."

I didn't write it.

Wang Xinling's originally excited expression also became lonely.

Sure enough, men are mouth animals, and so is he.

As a singer, she naturally knew that writing a song was not satisfactory. Chen Feng and herself just had a drink, sang a song together after drinking, and then heard him sing a song to herself.

It's just that.

How could it be possible to write a song for a person who has faded out of the entertainment industry for a long time because of such a thing?

After comforting herself, Wang Xinling still replied: "I have nothing to do in the past two days, so I should be at home."

Chen Feng sent an OK expression and jumped up from the bed.

When he was talking to Wang Xinling just now, he had already thought about what song he would give her.

Wang Xinling hesitated for a while holding the phone, not knowing how to reply to Chen Feng.

You can't break him down.

He simply didn't reply, and sat on the bed and started taking selfies.

After leaving the entertainment industry for a long time, she basically doesn't post much about scarves.

But the words of Bald Zheng and Chen Feng last night still aroused her longing for returning to the entertainment industry.

She used to be a big star.

How can it be said that if you don't sing, you really don't want to sing a word.

After about an hour or so, Wang Xinling selected four of the photos and attached the text.Made a scarf.

During this hour, Chen Feng had already written the song in his mind.

When he was done, he hummed to himself.

That's it, that's all.

When I was washing up, I found two dark circles on my eyes, I didn't know that I thought Chen Feng was a drug addict.

Now that he has accepted the job from the crew, he has to send the song to Wang Xinling quickly so that he can go to the crew to audition with peace of mind. If he has to stay there for ten and a half months, Wang Xinling will be delayed.

"Sister Ling, send me the location of your home, and I'll go find you?"

Wang Xinling, who had just posted the photos, received a message from Chen Feng.

come to me?Has he finished writing the song?

This idea was rejected by Wang Xinling herself in just a moment.

How is it possible to write a song in an hour.

No one can do it at all. There were so many singers and songwriters in Hong Kong and Taiwan many years ago, and no one could write a song in one day, let alone in such a short time of more than an hour.

If it wasn't for sending songs, then why did he come to see me?

Wang Xinling's face couldn't help but flush. It's not her fault. No matter who it is, they will think wildly before the result is known.

She was dreaming wildly in her heart, but she still couldn't control her hand and sent Chen Feng her home location.

"I've finished talking to the security guard at the gate, you can come directly to the gate of the community."

Putting on a hat and mask, Chen Feng took a taxi and headed to Wang Xinling's residence.

After saying the address, the taxi driver couldn't help but glanced at Chen Feng from the rearview mirror.

Covered so tightly, with blue eye sockets, and no branded goods on her body, it's abnormal to go to such a high-end villa area?

Is it?

Thinking of this, the taxi driver coughed lightly.

"What are you doing here, boy?"

I have to say that most taxi drivers like to think wildly when they are free, because driving every day is really meaningless.

Chen Feng's head still hurt a little, he leaned on the back of the back seat, closed his eyes, and said softly, "Just take a stroll."

In the rearview mirror, the driver's eyes moved obviously, as if the truth was getting closer to him.

casual stroll?

Is it going to step on the spot and commit crimes at night?

The driver continued to ask calmly, "What does the young man do?"

Chen Feng closed his eyes and continued: "There is no job."

really.

The driver feels that all this is very close to his guess, and it seems that he can work as a private detective part-time in the future.

"Hey, young man, you must work hard. With your hardworking hands, you will definitely have a bright future, but don't go astray."

Chen Feng really didn't want to talk anymore, he pretended to be asleep, half-closed his eyes and waited to reach the villa area.

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't respond, the driver thought he was thinking about his own words, and thought, if you work harder at this time, maybe you can save a young man.

So, along the way, the driver kept talking to himself, while Chen Feng leaned in the back row without saying a word.

Speechless...is his last struggle.

Finally, after 10 minutes, Chen Feng arrived at his destination, the entrance of a luxurious villa area.

After paying the fare, Chen Feng got out of the car slowly and walked towards the entrance of the community.

The master driver didn't drive the car away immediately, he wanted to see if the young man was moved by his heartfelt words.

At the gate of the villa area, Chen Feng exchanged a few words with the security guard, and the security guard opened the door for Chen Feng to let him in.

I saw Chen Feng walking towards the villa area with his hands in his pockets.

This stunned the driver master.

He fixed the car, hurried to the security booth, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, did you see that young man just now?"

The driver master pointed to the direction where Chen Feng was going.

The security guard at the door glanced at the direction of his finger, it was Chen Feng's direction, and then thought about the security captain's intention to explain that he must be polite.

He frowned at the taxi driver.

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, those are big people, you can't just ask around. If you ask around at the door, I will call the police."

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Chapter 194 A Song "Big Sleep"

The villa area is very large, there is an art jungle along the way, there are artificial ponds and fountains, and Chen Feng even saw a few little squirrels scratching something on the grass.

He looked at the phone map and walked for five or six minutes before reaching the place Wang Xinling had pointed out.

Ahead, a four-story villa stood there.

Chen Feng stretched out his finger and pressed the doorbell.

ding dong....

The door opened.

She was wearing a light silk nightdress, and she wore no other clothing that could cover her.

There is basically no difference between wearing this skirt and not wearing it. The places that should be highlighted are completely displayed in front of Chen Feng's eyes.

Not only is there no cover, but it is even more attractive.

Chen Feng's throat twitched.

"Sister, that, the score for you."

Wang Xinling took a few folded A4 papers that Chen Feng took out from his pocket, with a look of doubt on his face.

This is the sheet music?

You know, other songwriters cherish their scores so much that they can't wait to put a layer of iron on it to protect it.

Chen Feng actually handed over a few sheets of A4 paper that were just stacked together.

Seeing Wang Xinling's doubts, Chen Feng scratched his head, pointed at these papers and said with a smile, "One is for the lyrics, and the other two are for the accompaniment."

Wang Xinling looked at what Chen Feng pointed.

Sure enough, the first piece of paper was densely written with words, and above the words were written musical notation.

"Isn't there a title for this song yet?"

Chen Feng shook his head.

"Haha, there is the title of the song, I drank too much last night, my mind was a bit stuck, I forgot to write it."

Wang Xinling asked expectantly, "What's your name?"

"This song is called "Big Sleep"."

The title of Chen Feng's song made Wang Xinling's mind feel like an electric shock. Looking at the crumpled A4 paper in her hand, Wang Xinling's eyes were dull.

"Big Sleep"

These two words completely touched Wang Xinling's heart.

From the name of this song, it can be seen that this is a song completely customized for myself.

The word "Da Mian" refers to how he has faded out of the entertainment circle at the same time because of the love that almost tortured him to death in the past few years.

Chen Feng.

I have a heart.

When she regained her senses, Wang Xinling chuckled.

"Forget, forget, why are you standing at the door, come in and sit down."

Wang Xinling found a pair of men's slippers from the cabinet.

Although they are men's slippers, the price tag has not been removed, and it is obvious that no one has ever worn them.

Chen Feng was not polite, he lowered his head and changed his shoes, ready to walk to the living room with Wang Xinling.