Reborn ghost superstar

Jiang Feng was very satisfied with his singing. Hearing He Jinglin's straightforward criticism, he was taken aback for a moment, then he quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

After all, the authorities are obsessed with people, and it is always difficult for people to find their own problems. He Jinglin also has experience as a music producer, so he may have seen some serious shortcomings that he ignored.

He Jinglin was silent for a long time, and finally said hoarsely: "It's not good anyway, I don't like it."

This time Jiang Feng was completely dumbfounded, "You can tell me what's wrong, I'll see if I can correct it before it's too late..."

"If I say it's not good, it's not good. It doesn't sound good, so don't take this song into the competition."

Jiang Feng stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.Wang Yan was next to him, not knowing what was going on between the two of them, and tried to smooth things over: "Boss He, I think Jiang Feng's singing is really nice, my eyes were wet just now... But I just listened to it as a layman." It's so lively, if you hear something is wrong, you can explain it, huh?"

He Jinglin didn't answer at all, just stared at the ground with lowered eyes.If it weren't for the well-known mature and well-mannered young master of the He family, this posture really looks like an awkward child.

The three of them were silent for a while, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.After a while, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and said to Wang Yan: "He just doesn't like me, so he probably thinks I'm singing something bad, right?"

In the end, this sentence seemed to be hitting the young master's sore feet, and He Jinglin became angry all of a sudden. He rushed up and grabbed Jiang Feng's collar fiercely in two steps, almost pulling Jiang Feng to stand on tiptoe, with a cannibalistic expression on his face.

"Just to see if you don't like it? In short, you are not allowed to sing this song!"

He threw up his sleeves and left angrily after leaving such a sentence, Liu Jiangfeng and Wang Yan looked at each other in puzzlement.

In fact, it's not that Jiang Feng sang badly. Even he, He Jinglin, could hardly find fault with this song "From the Beginning to the Present".

Probably the only problem is...the singing is too good.

"From the Beginning to the Present" is the theme song of the 2002 Korean drama "Winter Sonata".He Jinglin was still in college at that time.College girls are just at the age when they love star chasing, romance, and fantasies. Although there are few boys who follow dramas, they can't stand it. During class, girls always discuss plots and Korean stars with endless interest, so He Jinglin is also quite popular with "Winter Sonata" nurtured.

That year, Zhang Xinzhe released the Cantonese album "From the Beginning to the Present" of the same name, which set off a big wave in the mainland.Countless people have said that this "From the Beginning to the Present" is a song that can make people cry.

At that time, He Jinglin still couldn't understand it. He thought that the lyrics were sad, and then he thought of the tear-jerking plot of "Winter Sonata", which made the girls sentimental.

Listening to Jiang Feng's singing this time, he really realized why this song can make people cry.

When the prelude to the song sounded, the first thing He Jinglin thought of was not the lyrics or the melody, but the monologue spoken by the heroine at the beginning of Zhang Xinzhe's album MV in order to match the plot of the TV series: You really can't forget your First love?

if one day

You met someone who looked exactly like him

is he really him

is it possible

这 是 命运 的 宽容

Or another bad joke...

From the youthful and ignorant college days to the present, he has grown up, experienced, and then aged.

The elite businessman, who had always been moody and angry, listened to Jiang Feng's engrossing singing, and suddenly felt a pain in his throat, his eyes were hot, and he almost shed tears on the spot.

They obviously don't look like each other...

Obviously the age is completely wrong...

Obviously, the voices are also very different, and the feeling of singing is different...

Obviously, they are two completely different people from nowhere to nowhere...

Why every time we get together day and night, there is always a voice in the deepest part of my heart that can't go back, as if he is really him, as if he has really come back, as if there is another chance for him to pursue the person he missed back then ...

When He Jinglin rushed out the door, tears could not stop falling down.He ran down the stairs all the way downstairs, hid in the car and lit a cigarette, but after only one puff, he bowed in pain, covered his mouth tightly with his hand, and whimpered softly.

What echoed repeatedly in my ears was Jiang Feng's last line of lyrics, which was as sad as a sigh——

I can't, how would I want to admit it

You are the wrong person I love...

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The next morning, when it was time for a morning run, He Jinglin didn't show up.

Jiang Feng called him and waited until the CRBT was over. There was only a busy tone on the phone, but no one answered.He persevered and played again, still the same result.

"What are you doing..."

Said that He Jinglin was wronged, Jiang Feng also felt wronged in his heart.The song sung carefully was criticized by others, and he was unreasonable and refused to explain the reason. In the end, he was scared by pulling his collar for no reason, and everyone would be upset if he played it.

He kept thinking about why He Jinglin was so angry all of a sudden at night, but he couldn't come up with a reason after thinking about it all night.I thought that the morning run together the next morning would be over, but He Jinglin let him go.

"...If I don't come, I won't come, I thought I would be afraid of you!" He finished the preparatory activities alone angrily, and started to run.

Who wouldn't be angry?Comparing the level of anger with other people, would Jiang Feng be inferior to others?

Jiang Feng made up his mind that if He Jinglin didn't admit his mistake and give in this time, he would never take the initiative to show his favor again.Because the next day was the audition at the Jingli club, he was busy practicing singing repeatedly during the day and adjusting his state.

In this way, at night, when he saw that there were no missed calls, new text messages, new voice messages, or new emails on his mobile phone, his irritability had accumulated to the extreme.

"Please tell me clearly what's going on, what's going on?" He muttered in a low voice but gritted his teeth, first he threw his phone on the sofa, then quickly retrieved it after a second thought, and then called He Jinglin , the other party directly shuts down.

Wang Yan, who was preparing dinner, saw Jiang Feng's bitterness and hatred, and thought he was nervous about the next day's audition, so she said casually, "Xiaofeng, what are you worrying about? I Listening to your song is simply perfect, tomorrow will be fine, you just relax now, don't worry about it, come and taste my stewed chicken soup?"

As a result, Jiang Fengteng stood up and said righteously: "No, I have to explain this to him clearly. Sister Yan, do you know where Mr. He lives? I'm going to find him."

"...Huh?" Jiang Feng changed the subject so suddenly that Wang Yan was stunned for a few seconds before he realized it.

Of course, she didn't know where Boss He lived.However, Jiang Feng was the one who congratulated his boss every morning before dawn and came over to accompany him on his morning jog (Wang Yan's perspective). In her eyes, the two of them were at least that kind of good friend.Boss He's good friend wants to find out where Boss He lives, so she has no reason not to help.

Wang Yan made several phone calls for Jiang Feng. He first contacted his team leader in the nursing home and then the director. Finally, he got the number of He Jinglin's personal secretary Xiao Cheng.

At that time, He Jinglin wanted to sign Jiang Feng to Yimeilai, although there was no fanfare, but he did not hide it deliberately to deceive people's eyes and ears, and it happened that Xiao Cheng ran away.So although Xiao Cheng had never met Jiang Feng, he knew this person quite well, and he knew in his heart that Mr. He had taken a fancy to him, and the two of them should have some ambiguous relationship that everyone knew well.

When Xiao Cheng saw the call from an unfamiliar number directly to his personal phone, his tone was impatient at first, but when he heard that it was Jiang Feng, his attitude instantly softened, and he even felt a little wronged.

"Mr. Jiang, if you can talk to Mr. He, please go and see him. He asked for sick leave today. When he called me this morning, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound. Mr. He usually I hardly ever get sick, and this is the first time I’ve seen him ask for sick leave for so many years. I said I’d go over and see if there was anything I needed to take care of, but they blocked me at the door and beat me up, refusing to let me go Go in. I...I really can't do anything now..."

When Jiang Feng heard that He Jinglin was so seriously ill, he couldn't help becoming anxious. He quickly asked for the address and was about to leave immediately.It just so happened that Wang Yan stewed nourishing black chicken soup at night. Hearing that Boss He was sick, he added a lot of hot ginger and boiled it for a few more minutes. He put some in a thermos for Jiang Feng to take with him.

Jiang Feng didn't have a car, and he used to take the bus or subway when he went out, but this time he was worried about He Jinglin, so he took a taxi.Unable to bear the fact that the place where He Jinglin lived was not close, the taxi meter jumped all the way and he didn't care about the pain. When he finally arrived at He Jinglin's residence in the villa area in the suburbs of Beijing, it was already dark.

He stood on the steps in front of the small two-story building with a blue roof and white walls, whose outer decoration was very regular. He checked the address carefully and rang the doorbell after confirming that he had found the right one.

In the villa area where He Jinglin lives, the developer only sells one piece of land, and each villa is designed and built by the owner himself. Therefore, just by looking at the architectural style of the house, you can roughly judge the owner's taste and personality.Drive all the way in from the outside, some are designed to be particularly modern, some are rural, some imitate the Western classical Greek and Roman style, and there is a building that is similar to a haunted house, with dim yellow lights in the dark doorway. Just looking at it sent chills down the spine.

In comparison, He Jinglin's house seemed too boring.Although it is also a single-family courtyard with an area of ​​at least [-] to [-] square meters, which is considered the largest first-class in the entire villa area, but the architectural design is simply non-distinctive.

It is the most common sloping roof with blue tiles and white walls, which is extremely simple, without any intentional innovation.The yard is only paved with lawns and ordinary asphalt roads, unlike other yards that have built flower beds, fountains, small bridges, and flowing water.The hedges outside the courtyard are only half a person high. This is a matter of great importance to privacy protection. Usually, the hedges are built to a height of two or three meters in wealthy areas, which even seems a bit unusual.

Jiang Feng recalled the impression he had of He Jing when he first met him.At that time, he felt that this person was like a walking code, and his every move was always regulated and precise, impeccable.Now seeing He Jinglin's residence, he felt even more embarrassed.

How open-minded does a scion of a family with tens of billions of assets have to be to live in such a house?Everything about this person is extremely straightforward and empty, as if he has no preferences, personality, or desires at all, and what he has is just a symbol of a business elite, a program for the ideal heir of the wealthy He family. code.

... Such a person, why do you want to be entangled with him?