Veteran King [Entertainment]

The quilt covering her face was pulled off, Lin Qiao squeezed Ling Mutian's cheek, "Don't make trouble, get up and go back to sleep in the room."

Only then did Ling Mutian let go of the quilt, sat up slowly, and looked at the person in front of him with the help of the dim light of the night light left beside the bed.

"Why are you so pale?" Ling Mutian noticed that Lin Qiao's face was not as rosy as before.

"It's okay," Lin Qiao shook her head and said, "I just woke up and saw you on the bed, I was shocked."

Ling Mutian observed Lin Qiao's expression, "Can't I stay and sleep with you?

Lin Qiao smiled, "Hey, I can't sleep when you're here, you'd better go back to your own room, and I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow to celebrate the wrapping of your first movie."

Ling Mutian reluctantly lifted the quilt, and when he went to the ground, he felt the cool air in the middle of the night in early autumn.

He said good night to Lin Qiao before going out.

"Xiao Ling," Lin Qiao called out to him.

Ling Mutian turned his head and turned his mouth up slightly, looking at the person sitting on the bed, thinking that he was going to tell him to go back to the bed.

"Xiao Ling," Lin Qiao frowned, "from now on, don't come into my room casually, especially at night if you have to knock on the door."

Ling Mutian reacted for a while before he understood Lin Qiao's meaning, his expression changed a few times, and he finally said "Got it" in a low voice, and then left without looking back.

Lin Qiao watched him close the door and leave, then lay down and covered the quilt again, but she never fell asleep again in the second half of the night.

The next day Ling Mutian had a day off. Originally, Lin Qiao had said that he would celebrate with him, and the restaurant had already been booked, but because of the company's temporary business, he didn't make it.

Lin Qiao was busy for the next few days, so this matter was delayed.

The teacher that Lin Qiao hired for Ling Mutian started to teach him again in the past few days. What Lin Qiao meant was that while Ling Mutian still had few work activities, he laid the foundation well so that it would not be difficult to improve in the future.

Ling Mutian was very tired from class during the day, but he still couldn't sleep well at night, and always felt depressed.

Lin Qiao's words a few nights ago were like a splash of cold water on his head. He didn't greet him at all, he didn't predict him at all, and it chilled his heart.

After living here for so long, except for the beginning, it was the first time that he clearly felt that his relationship with Lin Qiao was unequal.

Lin Qiao is still Lin Qiao, and has not changed because of Ling Mutian.

If Lin Qiao hadn't said this, Ling Mutian guessed that he would wait for Lin Qiao to come home from overtime work every day, then serve him tea and water, wash his feet and wipe his body, and then give him a comfortable full body massage. The situation permits, maybe they can do it... But now, Ling Mutian is somewhat disheartened, and hides in his room early every day, even though he can't sleep at all, and even listens to the outside world with all his strength. movement.

After a week of this one-sided awkwardness, one morning Ling Mutian found that Lin Qiao was not in a hurry to go to the office, and just sat on the sofa in the living room drinking tea after dinner.

"Xiao Ling, you go out with me today to meet someone, change into a slightly more formal clothes, and we will go out in a while."

Ling Mutian responded without saying a word, and went upstairs along the steps.

After he changed his clothes and came down, Lin Qiao had already tidied herself up.

Jian Yu was still driving, and Lin Qiao handed a document to Ling Mutian who was sitting beside him.

Ling Mutian opened it and found that it was a personal file.

"Have you heard of Tengyun?" Lin Qiao asked.

Ling Mutian nodded, "A famous musician, he is the lead producer of the albums of many first-line singers."

Lin Qiao nodded in satisfaction, "The person we are going to meet is him. Take a look at the information. Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. Teng Yun's temper is a bit weird, and he won't talk to anyone who doesn't like him no matter how good he is. You don't have to deliberately Please please him, but be careful not to violate his taboo."

Ling Mutian quickly went through the information, somewhat knowing the truth in his mind.

When he got to Tengyun's studio and saw him in person, Ling Mucai found that the serious-looking Tengyun in the photo in the file already looked very amiable, and Tengyun himself was like a block of ice that could walk.

When he met Lin Qiao, he didn't respect Lin Qiao like others, but just greeted him politely. When he saw Ling Mutian, he didn't show any surprise or special concern for his outstanding appearance like others.

He was in his thirties, thin and handsome, but he was too rigid and serious, and his eyes were too sharp. He looked like a high school dean.

Without saying a few words, he led Ling Mutian to the piano room, listened to a few notes for Ling Mutian, and asked him to hum the notes just now.

Although Ling Mutian didn't learn singing professionally, he was born with a good sense of music and a strong sense of rhythm. Coupled with the recent training, he performed well.

After listening to his humming, Teng Yun didn't say anything, played a few more notes, and asked Ling Mutian to hum again.

After doing this several times, Teng Yun threw a score to Ling Mutian.

"Go back and practice, and find me in two days."

After finishing speaking, Teng Yun went straight into another office and never came out again.

It was one of his young female assistants who came out to see off the guests and apologized to them.

Lin Qiao didn't take it seriously, it seemed that she had already understood Teng Yun's temper.When he saw the score in Ling Mutian's hand, he already knew that Ling Mutian had passed Tengyun's test.

"This is the new single made by Teng Yun for you. You haven't written the lyrics yet. Stop your lessons for the past two days and make sure you master this song." On the way back, Lin Qiao instructed.

Ling Mutian nodded in agreement, and asked after a while, "Who will fill in this word?"

"Tengyun has several fixed lyricist partners, it should be one of them to write lyrics." Lin Qiao explained.

"Can I fill in the lyrics for this song?" Ling Mutian asked hesitantly.

"Oh? Are you interested?" Lin Qiao was a little surprised. "You can try it. You fill out the lyrics and sing them to Teng Yun. If he is satisfied, he might agree."

"Okay, these two days I will try my best to practice the song well and fill in the lyrics." Ling Mutian was quite active and diligent.

After these words, the car was silent for a while, and no one spoke.

When the car turned again, Ling Mucai realized something was wrong.

"This is not the way home...."

Lin Qiao curled up her mouth and smiled, reached out and grabbed Ling Mutian's hand, rubbing her fingers on the back of his hand.

"I invite you to dinner today, as promised earlier. I've been busy recently, so I'll make it up for you today." Lin Qiao turned to look at him after finishing speaking, "Are you happy?"

Ling Mutian didn't say a word, his face was ashen, and the breath in his stomach rose to his chest in an instant. It was okay when no one paid any attention to him, and he could still control it. Now when Lin Qiao asked, it was like a stab had been inserted into his body. Like a pump, the more the breath expands, the bigger it is.

Seeing this, Lin Qiao just smiled lightly, held his hand, and stopped talking.

After arriving at the restaurant, Jian Yu found a separate private room to eat and drink tea and wait, Lin Qiao took Ling Mutian into another private room, and ordered meals according to Ling Mutian's preferences.

While waiting for the meal, Lin Qiao smiled and looked at Ling Mutian who was sitting opposite.

"Are you still angry?"

Ling Mutian turned his head to look at the wall, as if he was concentrating on the intricate and gorgeous patterns on the wallpaper.

Lin Qiao was very patient, got up and sat beside him, holding his face and making him turn to look at her.

After staring at this perfectly perfect face for a while, his body slowly leaned forward.

Ling Mutian only felt that the hands on his face were warm and delicate. Lin Qiao was so close to him, her breath brushed against his face, feeling itchy, which suddenly made his heart very soft.

He couldn't help but also leaned forward, bowing his head slightly.

Boom!Someone knocked on the door outside.

Ling Mutian sat up straight at once, and quickly got up and sat on the other side.

The waiter opened the door and came in, served the steak and salad, and poured the red wine before leaving.

Lin Qiao looked at Ling Mutian's slightly flushed face with some amusement, "Miss me?"

Ling Mutian still didn't say a word, and after a long time, he nodded his head if there was nothing.

Lin Qiao squinted her eyes and licked her lips, "After dinner, let's go back early, in the evening... let's do it."

The author has something to say: I am sleepy, I have to get up early tomorrow, I have gone to sleep