Dust's Perjury

Today's Lin Sha is far away from the entertainment industry, so of course he doesn't know the "wrongedness" that Wu Chen suffered innocently in the company.

He just moved into a new house and everything is still getting used to.

Although the villa is really too big for two people, because the designer is considerate of Lin Sha's physical condition, there is basically no inconvenience. Even the elevators are specially installed for going up and down the stairs, and there is a nanny at home to accompany her , so free that he doesn't even have to do chores.

So it’s better to write songs well. It’s better to earn more royalties to balance living expenses. On the premise of financial independence, love can last longer.

—— Lin Sha decided so.

The work of Wen Mu's movie theme song is no small matter. This work is not only for Wu Chen, but also for himself.

But the more I think about it, the more empty my mind becomes.

Lin Sha stayed in the piano room from morning to night without writing a single note on the paper.

In the evening, when the setting sun had just climbed onto the window lattice, Wu Chen's car suddenly drove into the courtyard downstairs.

Lin Sha heard the movement, put down his pen and turned his wheelchair to the balcony: "Hey, why are you back so early?"

"Unemployed homeless people, they can only go home." Wu Chen walked out of the car carrying red wine.

Lin Sha was surprised: "What?"

Wu Chen changed his mind and felt that he shouldn't be worried, so he changed his mind and said, "It's nothing, just kidding, I'm going downstairs to wash my hands and eat."

Lin Sha nodded, and suddenly smiled, feeling at a loss for the peace and happiness in front of him.

If you are not in good health, you should pay more attention to nutrition. The nanny hired by Wu Chen is qualified as a nutritionist, and the food is delicious, and he can prepare a table full of delicacies without any effort.

Lin Sha felt grateful: "Sister Liu, sit down and eat together."

"No, I have to go home to accompany my son later." The nanny smiled and brought the fruit: "You two remember to go to bed early."

"Thank you, Sister Liu." Wu Chen was calm, picked up the chopsticks to pick up food for Lin Sha: "What's the matter with you, you seem a little absent-minded today."

"I don't have a clue about writing songs." Lin Sha smiled wryly: "People say that being too good will kill inspiration, maybe that's true."

Wu Chen stretched out his hand to touch his head: "No, it's because you put too much pressure on yourself, the more you fear failure, the farther you will be from the success you want, so I think people should know how to give themselves room for mistakes. "

"Okay, let's talk in the same way." Lin Sha said: "Seeing that you do everything so well, of course I also—"

"No, I also have my own failures." Wu Chen recalled the company's arrangement and always felt that it was a dangerous signal. Although he didn't intend to complain to the people in front of him, he also began to think about the way forward.

He is no longer alone, and he has someone to protect, so he has to be careful every step of the way.

Just because Lin Sha doesn't know about Wu Chen's situation doesn't mean that other friends around Wu Chen don't know either.

A guy like Fang Xia whose gossip radar is always on, heard the news that Xu Ziyan "turned a sparrow into a phoenix" the next day, and was immediately so angry that he drove to Muise Xingshi to question his crimes.

Zhang Yifeng was busy in the office, when he saw Fang Xia appear despite the secretary's obstruction, he laughed and said, "What's the matter?"

"Don't touch me!" Fang Xia avoided the secretary and said angrily, "Hmph, I thought Wu Chen misunderstood you and thought you were a very interesting person. I didn't expect you to be such a jerk!"

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand and asked the secretary to go out, raised his eyes and asked, "Why did you say that?"

"Don't drag your words with this scholar!" Fang Xia rushed to the desk and snapped: "Is it because you took care of Xu Ziyan, that's why you opened your eyes to do blind things, and let him take over the work that Wu Chen had prepared long ago! "

Zhang Yifeng sneered: "Nursing? In your opinion, I am so old and decrepit?"

"Who knows what's wrong with you, what's your taste? That Xu Ziyan is just a bastard, how can it be worth taking up good resources?" Fang Xia still refused to let go.

Zhang Yifeng closed the document in his hand and explained: "Xu Ziyan has Xu Ziyan's advantages, and his performance has also been evaluated by the company. As for which artist has a grudge against another artist, it is not something we have to consider—to be fair, with Wu Chen's Popularity, it doesn’t make any difference whether you do this show or not, and it’s basically impossible for him to renew his contract with Musie, so I’m allocating resources to more needy and promising newcomers, what’s wrong?”

Fang Xia clenched his fists: "Wu Chen is more competent than Xu Ziyan, that's wrong!"

Zhang Yifeng: "If a person can do whatever he can, there will always be a time when he is too busy. You'd better stop playing childish temper. Let's have a meal together when I get off work."

"What to eat, I'm full of gas, I can't say no to you, I wish you and your canary happiness and sorrow!" Fang Xia slammed the door and disappeared.

Zhang Yifeng was distracted for a moment, dumbfounded, and finally took out Wu Chen's last album from the drawer, touched Lin Sha, the composer of "Spring Tour" with his fingers, and took a long time to take a deep breath.

"I didn't expect you to be so interesting, but what's the use of arguing?"

Wu Chen greeted Fang Xia who came running angrily at home, and poured him a glass of whiskey with a smile: "Just take this opportunity to rest for two days, Xu Ziyan will not have good grades."

"It's useless to let him understand your attitude. You are definitely not easy to bully." Fang Xia sat at the bar and held his face: "So what should I do next, will Xu Ziyan get worse? Zhang Yifeng said that you will never continue Joe, really?"

Wu Chen nodded: "Well, I don't want to go further and further down the road of being an idol."

Fang Xia sighed: "Alright, do what you like."

"Teacher Lin also said the same thing." Wu Chen turned around and took out two pages of manuscript paper: "This is what I'm interested in recently, what do you think?"

"Original music website?" Fang Xia opened his eyes wide: "Hey, not bad, but have you found an investor?"

"We're in touch." Wu Chen said generously, "I'll tell everyone when it's almost inseparable. You have to keep it a secret."

Lin Sha just came to the living room to get lemonade, curious: "What's the secret?"

Wu Chen: "I won't tell you."

Lin Sha: "Childish."

Fang Xia smiled and watched the two of them distribute dog food as usual, and suddenly got up: "Mr. Lin, I heard that you are writing a song for Xu Yun and Wen Mu again. Come, let me listen to it!"

Lin Sha: "The horoscope has not been written yet."

Fang Xia chased him: "That's why I need to help you as a staff officer, I like Wen Mu very much!"

Wu Chen watched the two go upstairs amidst the noise, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He felt relieved that Mr. Di Lin had become much more cheerful than before, so he smiled and took out the business plan again and began to think seriously.