Look good

It took Qiao Xing a lot of effort to rush to Wen Changrong's side, but before he could coax the sponsor, the staff of the press conference had already invited him to sit in the front row downstairs.

Qi Da's new song release conference is held in a luxurious bar.

As a special guest, Qiao Xing needed to appear on camera, so the location was arranged in the lobby downstairs.

And the relatively secret box area on the second floor is where the big boss behind the scenes like Wen Changrong sits.

"Then sir, I'll go down first..." Out of politeness, Qiao Xing had to tell Wen Changrong of course.

"Yes." Although Wen Changrong's expression was still indifferent, he answered him anyway.

Doesn't look angry.

Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Following the staff down to the first floor, Qiao Xing saw many old acquaintances again, and it was inevitable that there would be another round of greetings.

After exchanging pleasantries, they each took their seats, and Lao Zhao, who was sitting behind him, came up and whispered to him.

"They're all working behind the scenes. Why do you sit in the first row and I sit in the second row?"

"Because I'm handsome." Qiao Xing pointed to the girls sitting in the corner carrying the sign of 'Little Buckwheat Cake', "I still have a fan club."

"*Joe?" Old Zhao turned his head to look, amused. "You fan club..."

"... Buckwheat Crisp, also known as Golden Crisp, is a kind of traditional national food." Qiao Xing pooh-poohed old Zhao, "Head full of filthy thoughts..."

"Come on." Lao Zhao didn't continue to be poor with him. Seeing the people on both sides leave temporarily, he hurriedly asked, "What's the origin of this Qi Da? I saw three tens of millions of luxury cars parked at the door just now. That one belongs to yours, is there another one that belongs to the little queen Lin Qiqi? Then there is another one? None of us here can afford such an expensive car..."

"Qi Da's company rented it." Qiao Xing waved his hand in a nonchalant way, "The company praises him so much, and the little queen has invited him to be a foil. Renting a million-dollar car is nothing."

"That's right..." Lao Zhao seemed to think that what he said made sense, so he didn't bother with the question any more, and asked instead: "By the way, I heard from your staff that you regard today's piece as a treasure and put it in the music room. It’s been several years and I’ve been reluctant to sell it, why did I sell it to Qi Da?”

"The money is in place."

"How many?"

"Six figures."

"How much is it?"

"..." Qiao Xing didn't want to say it.

"Tell me, we've been together for so many years!"

"99..." Qiao Xing said the number vaguely, but did not say the string of nines that was accurate to two decimal places.

"I said you're a traitor..." Just as he was about to say the word profiteer, Old Zhao changed his subject again: "No, even if it's 99... it's not worth it, why did you sell it?"

Qiao Xing glanced at Old Zhao, still remembering Qiu that day: "Didn't you say that this song is only worth fifty cents?"

"It's different," Lao Zhao said, "From a commercial point of view, it is indeed worthless, but from your personal point of view, this song must be very important to you... The things hidden by a heartless person like you, It must be the top priority... 99, not worth it."

"..." Hearing these words, Qiao Xing had mixed feelings and hesitated to speak.

But in the end, he didn't continue talking, and only glanced diagonally up the second floor with his eyes to answer Lao Zhao's question.

——Everyone knows who is sitting in the box on the second floor.

Qiao Xing said: "My ancestor asked me to sell it, so how dare I not sell it?"

"...Did he force you to sell it?"

"more or less."

"You didn't try to turn him down?"

"I have refused, and I have refused many times, it is useless." Qiao Xing shrugged, showing a look of 'you understand'.

Wen Changrong's temper is relatively well-known in the circle. Hearing what Qiao Xing said, Old Zhao shook his head.

"It's really outdated. An old love is not as good as a dog."

"..." Qiao Xing was noncommittal about this evaluation.

"You have been together with this Lord Hades for so many years, but you really didn't get anything other than money, and you didn't even have any human touch..."

"As long as you have money." As soon as Qiao Xing finished speaking, the guests on both sides returned to their seats one after another, and the host of the new song conference also came on stage.

The host came to the stage, the camera was turned on, Qiao Xing turned around and sat in his seat, showing a commercial smile.

"Thank you to all the news media, fans, viewers, and masters for participating in this event..."

……

The new song press conference started, and when Qi Da appeared on the stage, the roof of the venue was almost toppled by the screams of fans.

Fortunately, Qiao Xing covered his ears in advance, so as to avoid the tragedy of being deaf.

After the host finished talking nonsense, Qiao Xing went up to the stage in order to say a few beautiful words, took a few photos with Qi Da, and then stepped off the stage.

As a special guest, his task today is almost completed.

Sitting bored in the seat, watching Xiao Tianhou and Qi Da standing together, you saying "you are so handsome" and I saying "you are so beautiful" nonsense to each other, Qiao Xing felt a little sleepy.

He looked around, and found that Old Zhao, who was sitting in the back row of him, had slipped away to nowhere. Looking at his own position, although he was in the first row, he was in a relatively corner position.

Qiao Xing made a quick decision and decided to go upstairs to serve the benefactor.

He is really dedicated.

It's definitely not because he can't leave early, so he wants to find Wen Changrong to pass the time.

Absolutely not.

……

After talking to the waiter guarding the corridor, Qiao Xing came to the second floor unimpeded.

A chair for Wen Changrong had already been set up beside him.

"Sir." Qiao Xing happily ran over.

"Yeah." Wen Changrong turned his head sideways, and gave him a neutral look, "Bored?"

"Miss you."

Wen Changrong didn't answer, he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

Qiao Xing didn't care either, he sat down next to the man and talked with him about what was there and what wasn't.

There were three cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table, presumably Wen Changrong was equally bored.

The two of them were chatting about each other, and Qiao Xing asked the staff to bring poker and chess, and play with Wen Changrong for entertainment.

You come and go at poker, the two ended in a tie, and Qiao Xing deliberately lost a game in the end, which is to give face to the benefactor.

But when it came time to play chess, Qiao Xing lost in a mess.

He was very bad at chess before, in order to avoid being bored by the gold master, he even signed up for a training class, but he didn't expect that the class was over, and now he still lost in a mess.

The black general on the chessboard went to the enemy's bottom line again and kicked the white king out of the game. Qiao Xing lost again.

Really didn't win!

Although it was just a small game to spend time with the patron, Qiao Xing still felt a little frustrated.

He yelled dissatisfiedly: "Don't play anymore, sir is too smart to bully others..."

"You still say I'm a bully when you tell me so much." Wen Changrong patted his forehead with his fingers, then glanced at the stage downstairs, and said, "Okay, listen to the song."

Hearing this, Qiao Xing looked downstairs.

I saw that the press conference had come to an end, and it was time for Qi Da to sing.

At this time, Qi Da was sitting on the high chair with a guitar in his arms, and the big screen behind him displayed, the title of the song: "Whether or not", composer: Qiao Xing, lyricist: Qiao Xing...

shit.

Qiao Xing was instantly terrified.

Qi Da released an album this time, and there are a total of six songs in the album. According to the usual practice, singers usually only choose one or two songs to sing live.

Among them, the title song must be sung, and the remaining one either has a catchy melody or is a famous work.

The song "Whether" written by Qiao Xing is not the title song, the melody is mediocre, and the reputation is not as good as the lyrics of another song in the album.

He really didn't expect that Qi Da could sing "Whether or not" today.

It's over.

Qiao Xing wanted to bury his head in the floor on the spot.

The piano syllables sounded heavily, and after a period of familiar melody, the young man downstairs opened his mouth.

"Is it because you redeemed me that I am confused now..."

"Is it because I am as young as ever that I am reluctant to leave you for half a step? Does this make you feel very hard..."

Qiao Xing lowered his head more and more as he listened, and finally couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his face.

He really wanted to become an ostrich, or go on stage to erase his name.

In fact, there is no other reason why he didn't want to sell this song at the beginning, and it was all-this song was really written too immaturely.

The tune is simple and the lyrics are hypocritical.

The reason why this score is placed on the top level is entirely because no one has bought it, and the new song has pushed it to the upper level where few people will read it.

This was done for many years, and he forgot about it.

When Qi Da showed him the sheet music back then, it seemed as if he had seen someone dig out those idiotic words on his QQ space message board, such as "涐眞那んé戈痄乄", and said that he would spend money to buy these idiotic words. down.

what.

Really...

The more Qiao Xing listened, the more uncomfortable he became.

Talk about how it feels when someone reads "涐眞んé戈爈乄" and "低爿灡蓝嘳嶳" on your QQ message board in public...

"Even if it's just one of the thousands of fragrances in your garden, I want to lose this magnificent life in exchange for waking up in the same room with you..."

What kind of nonsense is this?

What rhymes, does not exist.

Qiao Xing hid his face even more, feeling the urge to return the 99 yuan and ask Qi Da to erase his name.

"...Crying?" Wen Changrong's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Ah?" Qiao Xing came back to his senses, quickly put down his hands, and shook his head. "No."

"..." Wen Changrong didn't say a word, just looked at him silently.

Qiao Xing couldn't understand the emotion in Lord Jin's eyes, and felt a little inexplicable.

He knew the song was bad, but Wen Changrong didn't think he would cry because his song was bad, right?

After a moment of silence, Wen Changrong asked, "How old were you when you wrote this song?"

Sure enough, Wen Changrong also heard that his song writing was terrible.

Qiao Xing hurriedly defended himself: "It was only a few days after I turned 19, and I was not sensible at that time."

"...Not sensible?" Wen Changrong looked at him, seemingly thoughtful.

"Um……"

The man paused, then asked again: "At that time, you were already with me, right?"

"Well, I'm with you. I've been with you for almost a year since I was 19." Qiao Xing was afraid that Wen Changrong would say that he didn't study hard in college, so he wrote this stuff, and hurriedly explained: "At that time, I just entered school. , have not started to learn the music theory of the system..."

"Yeah." Wen Changrong's eyes fell on the stage downstairs, and he didn't know if he heard it or not.

After about a few minutes, the man reached out and held his ring-wearing right hand.

"?" Qiao Xing didn't know why.

He was still held by the man's hand, playing with his fingers.

Finally, Wen Changrong's finger landed on his ring.

The man pinched the place where he wore the ring with his fingers, and said, "I thought you wouldn't come here wearing a wedding ring."

"To attend with you, of course I have to wear it." What if a relative of the Wen family suddenly appeared.

"……Um."

Seeing the man caressing his ring, Qiao Xing couldn't help but look at Wen Changrong's hand.

The man's hands are slender and strong, but his fingers are clean and nothing.

Qiao Xing was not surprised by this.

Except for banquets with elders, Wen Changrong would never wear a wedding ring at ordinary times.

……

The duration of a song is very short, but before the song is over, Qiao Xing's cold fingers were warmed up by the man.

Qi Da downstairs sang the last sentence: "I know I am just one of thousands of fragrances, can I have the honor to bury myself in the mud, just to be with you in this life."

The song of shame was finally over, and Qiao Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Changrong over there let go of his hand and whispered to his assistant, "Bring me my wallet."

"?!" Hearing the word wallet, Qiao Xing immediately stood up like a dog smelling the smell of bones.

When the wallet was brought, Wen Changrong took out a check, signed it, and wrote several digits on the amount.

There are only a few people in this place, those bodyguard assistants will not suddenly give so much bonus, who else can this check be for? !

Qiao Xing suddenly became energetic and his eyes lit up a little.

After Wen Changrong filled in the numbers, he turned his head and couldn't help laughing at his salivating appearance.

The man held the check and teased him: "Do you want it?"

"miss you!"

"Open your mouth."

Qiao Xing opened his mouth.

Wen Changrong put the check between his lips, and Qiao Xing quickly pressed his lips together.

He watched Wen Changrong fill out the check just now, and he could clearly see how much money was on the check.

Although he didn't know why Wen Changrong suddenly gave him money, Qiao Xing couldn't help but brows brows happily, bending his beautiful eyes and smiling at the man.

"you really……"

Wen Changrong looked at him, seemingly helpless, but didn't say anything, just leaned over slightly, and kissed the corner of his lips.