The little prince of the movie queen's house

"Mr. Chi, Mrs. Baili came to see you."

"Who?" Chi Yi hadn't recovered yet, and the lady the bodyguard was talking about made her dizzy again. Her mother has returned to China?

The bodyguard pressed the intercom, "Miss Xun."

"Sister-in-law?" Chi Yi sat up, looked at himself on the phone, was very embarrassed, with tears on his face, "tell her to wait."

After waiting for a while, Xun Su came in with a fruit basket, glanced at it and put it on the table, "Why are you hospitalized again? Sister?"

Chi Yi: "..."

Here comes the powerless woman.

Don't want to get close, can't be alienated.It's hard to be a sister-in-law.

"Why did you go back to China?" Chi Yi decisively changed the topic.

Xun Su pulled the chair and sat down, looked at Chi Yi twice, still cold and awkward, "I just came back to investigate a project, I heard that Ah Jin sent Lingling to you, so come and have a look."

Baililing also leaned over, "Auntie, are you feeling better?"

Chi Yi said perfunctorily, "It's much better."

Xun Su smiled, "Lingling went out to wait for mom, mom and aunt have something to talk about."

Chi Yi: "..."

Nothing, don't go.

Baililing behaved like a little bird, "Good mommy!"

Xun Su stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, "I heard that you have someone you like?"

Chi Yi frowned and backed away, "Who did you listen to?"

"Is it true?" Xun Su reached out to take off her glasses, "Crying? Who came here just now?"

Chi Yi decisively got off the bed on the other side, "What do you want?"

Xun Su nodded his chin, "Curious, you used to say that you would never have someone you like in this life, especially girls."

Chi Yi's eyes turned cold, "Baili Zijin asked you to ask?"

"How is it possible?" Xun Su laughed, "When will that piece of wood open up like this? Do I still need to live apart from him?"

"He didn't come looking for you..." Chi Yi shut up, falling for Xun Su's trap.

"You came to see me," Xun Su stood up and sat back on the chair, "Go to bed and lie down. I'm here to visit a sick person, not to inquire about a crime."

Chi did not move.

Xun Su propped his chin with his hand, "I'm just curious that this piece of wood has not moved for so many years, why did it suddenly come to me this year? What did you suggest to him?"

Chi Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "You think too much."

"That's right," Xun Su smiled with his eyes narrowed, looking very approachable, "Your own affairs are in a mess, why do you have time to take care of that piece of wood?"

Chi Yi's face turned black instantly, "Are you finished?"

"Nope~" Xun Su said with a look of embarrassment on his face, "You haven't told me who that girl is, anyway, I have also been fascinated by your looks, and I refuse to reveal this? No matter how you say it Are you a sister-in-law?"

"go out."

Xun Su stood up, smiling, knowing everything he needed to know.

"I took Lingling away, you take good care of your illness."

Chi Yi ignored her, annoyed, both mother and daughter are equally annoyed.

No, a family of three is equally annoying.

……

"Shock!Song Sijun, a tycoon in the music industry, wants to accept a closed-door disciple. Does this mean that he intends to accept an apprentice to concentrate on leading the successor, and then quit the music industry? "

First floor: Fuck!Don't take advantage of Teacher Song's enthusiasm, spread rumors and spread rumors!

Second floor: Take away my teacher Song, we will not make an appointment without official announcement!

Third floor: The host is talking nonsense at first glance. Teacher Song's national tour concert will start in September. Are you telling me that she is going to retire?You have to be smart when you're funny, okay?

Fourth floor: One thing to say, is this the last time for Mr. Song?

The fifth floor replied to the fourth floor: Brain is a good thing, neither you nor the host.

Sixth floor: The group of people upstairs didn't hit the point, so is Teacher Song going to recruit disciples?I just want to ask, will Mr. Song, who is naturally beautiful like me, accept it?

The seventh floor replies to the sixth floor: The upstairs is thinking about farting.

Eighth floor: If there is zero or zero, I want to eat this fart too...

Song Sijun's fan base is huge, and the building has built hundreds of floors without much effort, and the popularity is rising, and even Weibo's most popular searches have entered the top ten.

#宋四君 accepts disciples? #burst

Has Mr. Song Si really accepted his apprentice?

Cheng Nan looked at the real-time trending search, and this one has never been dropped. He picked up his phone and called Chi Yi, stammering, "Sister Chi..."

"Qianjiu worshiped Mr. Song Si as his master."

The voice on the other side was very calm, "Well, don't let netizens pick her up before it's made public."

Cheng Nan was trembling, "Then I'll remove the hot search?"

"Well," the other side covered his mouth and coughed, "you can figure it out."

Cheng Nan figured it out—after 5 minutes, the high-rise forum posts were deleted, and the hot searches related to Song Sijun's apprenticeship all disappeared.

She wiped her sweat, feeling deeply uncomfortable.

Qianjiu cried like that that day, and came back as if nothing happened.Staring at the score, watching the rhythm, he generously sold the right to use "Nation" to the crew of "For the Emperor", and didn't see anything wrong.

It was Song Sijun who pointed out the inadequacies in the contract, "We will not release this song publicly before the movie is released, please add this as well. The copyright cannot be sold out to you, after all, this is Qianjiu's first song Song."

Director Ha couldn't close his mouth in joy, "Okay, okay."

Cheng Nan, who signed the contract, always felt it was weird. Sure enough, after signing the contract, she heard Qian Jiu ask Song Sijun, did the previously mentioned apprenticeship still count?

Song Sijun just waited for her words, how could he not count?

"But I have a question to ask you," Song Sijun said, "Can you tell me why you suddenly changed your mind?"

At that time, Qianjiu lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "There are three reasons, firstly, singing can make me happy; secondly, I have to decide the future path, I like singing this way very much; thirdly, I am here Only then did I realize that there are still many things in the rhythm that I don’t understand, can I ask Teacher Song to teach me?”

Song Sijun just asked that question, no matter how Qian Jiu answered, she would not let him go.

The teacher apprenticeship ceremony was held on the last day of the Qianjiu holiday, Song Sijun thought it was troublesome, so it was very simple.

Some industry leaders were invited to testify.Qian Jiu didn't know any of them, but only Chu Qiuhong, the head of the Chu team.

Chu Qiuhong was obviously dissatisfied with this ceremony, with a stinky face, she admonished Song Sijun from behind, "Tell me about you, just accept such an apprentice, don't make it too loud, and if you lose her face, you will also lose your face .”

Qian Jiu followed Song Sijun and was criticized together.

She thinks it's pretty good, it's just her apprenticeship, it's her and Teacher Song's business, it doesn't matter so many rules.

Song Sijun was used to Chu Qiuhong's scolding, and grinningly went into his left ear and out of his right ear, "Yes, Captain Chu is right, next time you recruit apprentices, you must be more aggressive, I am anxious to recruit apprentices, I am too lazy Make so many moths."

If Qianjiu hadn't said that her family required her to stay in the army for two months before she was allowed to come out, Song Sijun wouldn't need to be so anxious.

In case Qian Jiu repented in these two months, who would she turn to to regret it?

Qianjiu can understand.

But regret it?I won't regret it.

Every decision is made by herself, and it is impossible to regret such a thing.

The moment she knelt on the ground and handed over the cup of tea to Song Sijun, Qianjiu still felt dazed. Both the Taifu and the husband were just teaching her lessons and could not bear the title of master, so she never knelt down to them .

She is so big that she only kneels down to her aunt.

But aunt, don't want her anymore.

She lowered her head, and her eyes were wet instantly.

……

After the ceremony was over, Song Sijun personally sent Qianjiu back, feeling a bit reluctant when it was over.

"The post-processing of "National" is finished, and I will bring it to you."

"Okay," Qian Jiu nodded, "Thank you, Teacher Song."

Song Sijun coughed lightly, "Here, I called you wrong."

Qian Jiu froze for a moment, then said, "Master."

"..." Song Sijun's face wrinkled into a ball, "It doesn't seem very pleasant..."

Qian Jiu laughed, "Teacher Song?"

"It still sounds good," Song Sijun clapped his hands, "Maybe I'm used to it, but you'll still call me Master in the future, so that I feel more like a Master."

"Okay." Qian Jiu called her obediently, "Master, thank you."

……

Two months passed quickly, and Qian Jiu was still a little unfulfilled, so Cheng Nan came to pick her up.

"What are your plans now? School hasn't started yet, why don't you go back to Sister Chi first..."

Qian Jiu carried the small suitcase she brought, looked at the rising sun in the distance, and interrupted her, "Let's rent a house first."

"Thank you very much for your care during this time. Now I have some money in my card and can support myself."

The remuneration of the film and the copyright fee of "National" are enough for her to eat for a while.

Cheng Nan didn't agree, "What are you doing? You don't have to make such a clear distinction after getting to know each other?"

If Sister Chi knew that she was going out to rent a house, wouldn't she be torn apart?

Qian Jiu turned her head and stared into Cheng Nan's eyes, the smile on her mouth gradually faded.

"Use it," she said.

His expression was serious and indifferent.

"All right, all right," Cheng Nan couldn't hold back her, "Shall I take you to the rental head office?"

Qian Jiu still didn't agree, "I don't want to bother you anymore, Sister Cheng Nan, let's see you again, let's just leave now."

In Cheng Nan's heart, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past.

Why do you have to be so cold? ? ?Did you learn this after being together with Sister Chi? ! !

Qian Jiu ignored her and went to rent a small house near Song Sijun's studio by herself, which went well.

Education is very important in this place, and she still has a chance for another year.

Getting into a conservatory of music, and then learning to sing from Mr. Song, this path should be feasible in planning.

When Song Sijun knew she was coming out, he began to write plans for her.

Her attitude is more serious than when she made her debut.

Before the school started, Qian Jiu had already started to get busy.

The particularity of the arrangement of "National" and its choice of musical instruments lead to only the same synthesis in the later stage.

The chime bell and the sound of the se were settled first, and everything else after that had to be accommodated to these two things.

The version recorded two months ago has been handed over to Harbaugh. Harbaugh’s feedback is that it is perfect, but it is too formal. If there is a commercial performance, the live accompaniment may not be easy.

The second edition was intensively prepared two months later.

The ending song of "We Are the Emperor" created a WeChat group, where Harper gave out red envelopes whenever he had something to do.

——Thousand nine!Come over to the crew tomorrow to record an episode version!

Song Sijun was still calibrating the score with Qianjiu, when her phone ding-dong rang, she took out her phone and snatched it first.

"I know~ I'll take her there~"

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Harbaugh: Huh?Didn't Chi Yi bring her here?