The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

Xia Haoyang, who hadn't returned to the rental house for many days, cleaned the house a little and came back to take a shower at noon. The house didn't look dirty, but some of the dishes in the refrigerator had gone bad, and the garbage in each trash can also needed to be sorted out.

After cleaning and doing some exercise, Xia Haoyang lived a casual life by himself. He had a big meal at noon and Juzi treated him, but he didn't have a sumptuous meal in the evening. Xia Haoyang just cooked some noodles and paired it with a poached egg.

Being alone at home was boring, so Xia Haoyang rarely turned on his computer and played "Need for Speed".

The cell phone rings.

Xia Haoyang was playing games and didn't pay attention, while the ringtone of his cell phone kept ringing.

The constant alarm on his cell phone still made Xia Haoyang realize something. He turned off the computer, found his cell phone from the water dispenser, and answered the call.

"Hey."

"Haoyang, are you okay? I haven't answered the phone for so long."

"Cousin Li, I'm fine. I'm doing well recently."

"Where are you now? Yancheng or Wenshi?"

"I'm in Yancheng. It's been several days since I came back."

"Has the matter at home been resolved?"

"Well, it's solved. As long as money can solve the problem, it's not a problem."

"Oh, that's not a small tone." Hearing that Xia Haoyang had settled the family matters, Li Yuye, the head of the Li family, also felt relieved.

"This time, Daxiang is targeting me and my family at the same time. Pengcheng and Yangcheng TV stations probably used Daxiang's efforts. Originally, we couldn't agree on the conditions for a normal commercial performance, but in the end, they promoted our company's big name everywhere. "At the same time, I guess they heard that our Xia Group's liquidity was tight, so they also published various rumors, causing our group's dealers and channel dealers to become nervous. These problems are not difficult to solve."

"Judging from the methods used by Daxiang, it is basically to smear the image or to pick up pigtails. You have to strictly pay attention to your own private image and don't have any problems exposed. As far as I know: pornography, gambling and drugs are taboo in the entertainment industry. I owe Taxes are the hardest hit area, as long as you have no problems in these aspects, Daxiang can't do anything to you."

"Understood, cousin, I'm not into pornography, gambling or drugs. I'm even more careful about taxes. Don't worry, I won't mess up in these places."

"That's fine, let's keep in touch. If there are any questions, let's communicate more."

"Thank you for your concern, cousin. Please take care."

Xia Haoyang let out a long sigh of relief after hanging up the phone. This cousin was quite enthusiastic.

Seeing that the time was only around nine o'clock, I turned on the computer again and started playing games.

After playing for an hour, I didn't want to write a script today, so I went to bed early. Xia Haoyang usually goes to bed late. In the past week when he lived in the company, he usually went to bed after one o'clock in the morning. It was rare to go to bed early today. I thought I couldn't sleep, but it turned out that I fell asleep on the bed and had a dream.

This dream is a continuation of what he once had. That year, he and Tang Wanqi traveled to western Hunan, and once set foot in Wuxi City, Xinan Province, the city where he lived in the original time and space.

He checked into the Wuxi International Hotel near his former home. That night, Xia Haoyang dreamed of walking back to his former home, two rows of small red western-style buildings. He walked in and then came to the second floor. The main room on the second floor There was a picture hanging in his bedroom. He felt that he should know the person in the picture, but he couldn't see clearly.

He was absolutely certain that he had seen the person in the portrait, but it was definitely not his relative.

Tonight, he once again dreamed of these two rows of red western-style buildings. This was the place where he lived in his childhood. He walked in again and came to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor again. This time he wanted to see clearly the hangings in the master bedroom. That portrait, he felt, might have something to do with him. He wanted to open the door and walk into the bedroom, but he couldn't get in. He seemed to need a key.

Then he chose to go downstairs and returned to the living room on the first floor. It seemed to be the same as before. There was a TV on the short cabinet, opposite a set of sofas, and a dining table for dining next to the TV. The living room was not big, and the master bedroom on the second floor Where is the key?

He thought about his childhood habits. He seemed to be used to hanging the keys somewhere in the living room. He looked directly at the place where the keys were hung and found a bunch of keys where the calendar was hung. Xia Haoyang was very happy and took this The bunch of keys returned to the master bedroom on the second floor.

He fiddled with the key in his hand, then inserted it into the door. With a twist, the door opened and Xia Haoyang could walk in.

What came into view was a bed and a wardrobe. The room also led to another room, but Xia Haoyang did not go in again. Instead, he walked towards the 1-meter large bed. He wanted to see the photos on the wall up close.

As the distance gets closer, the photo becomes clearer and clearer. The person in the photo is a young man with a slightly chubby face. He seems to look a bit like himself now, but he wears a pair of glasses and smiles. . The environment seemed to be that of a music studio, with a drum set behind him and a young man sitting on a chair holding a guitar.

The more Xia Haoyang looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. Suddenly his eyes flickered, and a character appeared in his mind. In reality, Xia Haoyang was awakened from his sleep in a rental house in Yancheng.

Xia Haoyang sat up on the bed, his head covered with sweat. He turned on the light in the room and calmed down.

After sitting for a few minutes, Xia Haoyang got up and went to the living room to find some water and pee.

It's June now, and Yancheng is neither cold nor hot. Xia Haoyang carries a glass of water to the window of the living room and looks out the window.

The community was very quiet, and no one was walking downstairs. Last winter, Xiao Mengyan and Zeng Jingyi were playing crazy in the snow and having snowball fights in the community downstairs. Xia Haoyang couldn't help but smile.

When you get used to the liveliness of a family, now a person's life is indeed a bit monotonous.

Xia Haoyang glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was five thirty-five in the morning. This time was very uncomfortable. If it was an hour earlier, he would go back to sleep without hesitation; if it was an hour later, he would get up and exercise. Just in time to have breakfast and go to work.

At this point, are you sleeping or no longer sleeping? Xia Haoyang smiled helplessly.

I sat on the sofa and thought about the dream I had tonight.

The photo in the dream turned out to be Brother Tiger, a famous composer from South Korea in the original time and space. Then before this dream, I had a few scattered dreams, all of which happened in the original time and space. It seemed as if this tiger brother died in the original time and space, at the age of forty-one.

Sinsa-dong Tiger is known as a divine song-making machine. He once made many girl groups from small companies, including Tara, become popular in the South Korean entertainment industry with his songs. The second album Xia Haoyang created for Tara in this time and space is specifically to pay tribute to him, and selected all the works of Brother Tiger.

He died in the original time and space at such a young age. Xia Haoyang frowned with a sullen face. If he didn't have his own experience of traveling through different time and space, he might feel sorry for Brother Tiger, but Xia Haoyang was curious whether Brother Tiger really died in the original time and space or was related to himself. Have you traveled through time as well? In this time and space, many of the songs he writes are the works of Brother Tiger. He wouldn't come here and complain about infringement.