Rising sun shines on Qinghe[Entertainment circle]

One day in June, Fang Wenqing was supervising Jiang Ting's recording in the company's recording studio.It was the theme song of a costume TV series invested by Haixu. It was sung by Jiang Ting and produced by Sheng Tang. It was also self-produced and sold within the group.

Fang Wenqing asked a few people he poached from the online music circle to try to write lyrics and music. In the past few years, most of the circles were full of ancient styles. Their experience in this field is quite rich, and the works they handed over were sent back and revised three times. Finally, Fang Wenqing arranged the music and finally finalized the draft.

It was the first time to record a song alone, Jiang Ting was a little nervous, but more excited.He recorded the theme song for "Chinese New Voice" before, which is considered to have accumulated a little experience, but it was a chorus song with several contestants, and his personal characteristics were relatively restrained, but this time it was his genuine solo.Jiang Ting finally realized what is the real level of excellence in recording.

Fang Wenqing attached great importance to this time, and watched his recording with several producers. They soaked in the recording studio early in the morning, went to the cafeteria to eat something casually at noon, and then continued to record.

Until the afternoon, others felt that it was already good, but Fang Wenqing asked Jiang Ting to go back today to rest his voice, and to record again in two days.

"Maybe there will be unexpected effects." Fang Wenqing said in the tone of someone who has experienced it.

Jiang Ting nodded, and took off the earphones with his whole body exhausted, and quickly picked up the throat lotion on the side and took a big gulp.

A few people left the recording studio together, and found Zhou Xinluo, the manager of the artist management department, waiting outside with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

Jiang Ting saw these two people come in during the recording just now, and stood behind watching for a while.Jiang Ting naturally knew Zhou Xinluo. Although his management contract was signed with Haixu, his record contract was still in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He also heard some gossip about the company, and knew that Manager Zhou was specially brought into the prosperous Tang Dynasty from Haixu by the boss Zhan. His direct descendants should not be underestimated.

But at that time they were recording to the most important point, Fang Wenqing was too serious, and didn't notice the two uninvited guests behind, so Jiang Ting could only concentrate on recording the song.

Zhou Xinluo didn't dare to take big in front of Fang Wenqing. According to their positions, both of them were on equal footing, both of them were core businesses, and Fang Wenqing was still a shareholder of the company, and he was favored by the boss. The old man Hai Xu was so presumptuous with him, that's why he couldn't interrupt Fang Wenqing's work just now.Well, it's also because the little ancestor he brought is very well-behaved, and he didn't take the initiative to say hello to meet the idol right away, otherwise Zhou Xinluo had no choice but to satisfy the little ancestor first.

Zhou Xinluo took the initiative to say hello to Fang Wenqing: "Thanks for your hard work, Director Fang. This is Mr. Zhan's cousin. Mr. Zhan is not here today, so he specifically asked me to show him around." Then, he pointed to the person behind him. A handsome boy who cannot be ignored.

The reason why I say "cannot be ignored" is not because of how handsome the young man is or how strong his aura is, or because of how valuable a famous brand is, but because of Zhou Xinluo's obvious courtesy and care for him, and because he has always been calm and composed. Attitude.

Fang Wen noticed this young man early in the morning, and felt that the other party looked familiar. He suddenly realized it after hearing Manager Zhou's introduction. Now he looked generously, and saw that the other party was looking at him smiling, and subconsciously nodded at him with a smile.Zhan Xu has an uncle, and he also mentioned it to Fang Wenqing, so this person in front of him is the phoenix egg from the Qian family.

"Brother Fang, my name is Qian Siqian. I often heard Brother Xu mentioning you before~" the young man blinked, and said with a smile, with a hint of mischievousness.

Others might not be able to hear it, but Fang Wenqing felt that his words were teasing. Did he know his relationship with Zhan Xu?

Facing such an underage child, Fang Wenqing felt a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Qian Siqian changed his target in the next moment, looked at Jiang Ting with bright eyes and said, "Brother Jiang Ting, many of my classmates like you very much, can you sign for me?"

Of course Jiang Ting agreed, these days he has already learned how to deal with fans, but the fan in front of him is obviously not an ordinary fan, looking at the eager Manager Zhou next to him, he can only be more enthusiastic, holding the signed photo handed over, Zhang Zhang signed it patiently, and asked the fans' names intimately.

Qian Siqian happened to have a list here, and Jiang Ting took it over, and carefully wrote blessings one by one.

When he was immersed in signing, Fang Wenqing was about to leave when Qian Siqian suddenly came over and said to him, "Brother Fang, I want to visit your music production department later, is that okay?"

No one noticed, when Jiang Ting heard this, he glanced over here.

Fang Wenqing looked at the boy, nodded and said, "Of course, you are welcome anytime."

Only then did Qian Siqian happily return to Jiang Ting's side.

While Jiang Ting was signing, he recalled in his mind that just now in the recording studio, he could clearly see that young master Qian's lingering gaze on Teacher Fang with no clear meaning.

**

On the way back to the office, Fang Wenqing suddenly remembered that Qian Siqian should be due at the end of August. This year's college entrance examination is now in mid-June. No wonder he has time to chase stars.

Thinking of this, he smiled and shook his head.

Not long after, Qian Siqian came bouncing all the way over.

"Brother Fang, I'm here to see you."

Fang Wenqing went up to meet him in person, but Zhou Xinluo was gone. Just now, he had time, so he took Qian Siqian for a stroll around the office area, and finally went to the director's office.

"I've visited Haixu before, but I think Shengtang's building is better and more impressive!" Qian Siqian looked down from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and then scanned Fang Wenqing's bookshelf with great interest, and then said : "No wonder my cousin likes working here more and more."

Hearing this, Fang Wenqing felt more and more strange in his heart. He stared at the boy standing with his back to him in front of the bookshelf, but unfortunately he couldn't see his expression.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Fang Wenqing decided to preemptively strike, my little friend, he felt that he could handle it.

Qian Siqian did not answer directly, but took out a book from the bookshelf, and turned around. Fang Wenqing noticed that it was "The Biography of Tchaikovsky", but Qian Siqian did not mention this book, Instead, he said in a rambling manner: "Brother Fang, I always thought you looked familiar."

Fang Wenqing's gaze shifted from "The Biography of Tchaikovsky" to Qian Siqian's especially childish handsome face, and he slowly replied, "Really?"

Qian Siqian smiled and said: "Yes, when I went to the United States a few years ago, I visited my cousin by the way. At that time, my cousin also had a brother in a wheelchair by his side. His temperament was very similar to yours." Blinking his eyes, he said, "They have such a good relationship. I'm a little surprised. After all, cousin seldom cares about others."

Fang Wenqing still had a smile on his face, and said: "Oh, is that so? Really similar? Then I have to take a good look. Did you take a picture of that brother?"

Seeing that he was interested, Qian Siqian also excitedly took out his mobile phone, rummaged through the online photo album, finally found it, clicked on it and handed it to Fang Wenqing, saying, "Look, I didn't lie to you."

Fang Wenqing took the phone, and saw that Qian Siqian was on the left side of the screen, looking a few years younger than now, and was happily comparing scissorhands, and on the right was Zhan Xu, who was also a few years younger, and he was pushing a wheelchair at the moment , looked down at the blond boy who was as beautiful as an angel in the wheelchair, with a soft expression and a hint of concern in his eyes, and the boy just looked up at him, his eyes were full of tenderness and dependence.

The two people on the right looking at each other didn't seem to notice Qian Siqian's candid shots, and they were showing the most natural state.

Fang Wenqing stared at the photo, then smiled and handed it back to Qian Siqian, saying, "I don't think it looks very similar."

"No way, I think it's very similar. If you don't believe me, watch this again." Qian Siqian muttered, found another video, clicked on it and placed it in front of Fang Wenqing.

"蹡蹡～～Ladies and Gentlemen, let's see what this is?" It was Qian Siqian who first appeared in the video. Xu, "My dear cousin Xu is actually cooking!"

While cooking, Zhan Xu gave him a helpless look, and said, "Go and play, don't disturb me." There was a hint of pampering in his tone.

The screen trembled, it seemed that Qian Siqian saluted Zhan Xu, and then the screen turned again, and the blond boy in the wheelchair was photographed on the side. Seeing the sudden scene, the boy was obviously a little uneasy. In the picture, his fair and thin figure can already be seen clearly, with a sickness and frailty.

"Andy, do you often come to eat the meals cooked by Cousin Xu?" Qian Siqian asked in English in the video.

When the blond boy named Andy heard the words, his snow-white face was stained with a blush, he nodded slightly, and said coyly: "Well... trouble has started, in fact, I have wanted to eat Chinese food for a long time."

Then the young man asked Qian Siqian in a low voice to teach him how to pronounce "Xu" correctly. He tried several times, but Qian Siqian laughed so hard that he managed to master it after a long time.

Then Andy went to the kitchen like offering a treasure and called "Xu". In the video, Zhan Xu flashed a flash of surprise, then shook his head with a smile, and waved his cousin and Andy out of the kitchen.

"There is a lot of oily smoke here, you guys go out first."

Andy had a huge smile on his face.

……

The video ends here.

Fang Wenqing still smiled and said, "I still don't think so."

"Really?" Qian Siqian muttered, taking back the phone in a boring way, then shook the book in Fang Wenqing's hand, and said, "Brother Fang, can I borrow this book to read?"

Fang Wenqing said generously, "Of course, you are interested in Tchaikovsky?"

Qian Siqian happily put the book in his backpack and said, "Yes, I practice the violin and I like his Concerto in D major very much. Oh, by the way, brother Andy can also play the violin."

……

When the lights first came on, Qian Siqian was sent home by the driver.

After entering the door, I greeted my grandparents who loved me dearly, and after some intimacy, I ran up to the second floor.Arriving at the door of his father's study, Qian Siqian took a deep breath when he heard the sound of the violin inside, and knocked on the door.

Father's voice came from the door quickly: "Come in."

Qian Siqian turned the doorknob and went in. He saw his father sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, and the vinyl record was still spinning on the old-fashioned gramophone.

Tchaikovsky's music echoed in the room for a long time.

Qian Siqian stood upright, took a deep breath after a long time, and said to his father, "Dad, I went to Shengtang today. Everything was done according to your requirements."

Only then did Qian Libin open his eyes, looked at his son in front of him, smiled and nodded.

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