The whole world is begging for my debut

Shirley walked into the creation room. The usually clean and tidy room was now full of balls of paper, which made it almost impossible for her to move.

Wen Shi held the guitar in his arms, played it a few times, and then picked up the pen to write something on the paper, but as he wrote, his movements became larger, and the tip of the pen quickly rubbed across the paper, smearing After a while, he threw the pen away, grabbed the paper, crumpled it up and threw it on the ground.

The ball of paper just rolled to Shirley's feet.

She squatted down to pick up the ball of paper, unfolded it carefully, saw that only two lines of notes were written on it, and it was scratched beyond recognition, so she shook her head slightly.

"Is the writing of the new song not going well?" she asked.

Hearing the sound, Wen Shi looked over and saw her. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead to hide the irritability on his face, and replied softly, "I don't have any inspiration."

Shirley nodded, didn't ask any more questions, walked over, and handed over a beautiful envelope she was holding in her hand: "This is from the organizer of GLM."

Wen Shi stared at the envelope for two seconds, put down the guitar, and took the envelope.Instead of using a letter opener, he tore open the seal roughly, and took out a folded card from inside.

He opened the card and browsed it. After a while, he turned the printed side of the card to Shirley and said, "It's an invitation letter."

Shirley lowered her eyes and quickly scanned the beautiful yet dignified cursive characters on the card, quickly absorbed the information conveyed in the invitation letter, and said, "The organizer invites you to attend the GLM Music Awards Ceremony to be held next month."

After a moment's pause, she asked, "Are you going?"

"I don't want to go." Wen Shi put the card on the table casually, picked up the guitar again and prepared to play.

It's just that before his fingers touched the strings, Shirley's voice rang out first: "GLM is one of the top awards in the music industry. Although you have no work to participate this time, the organizer still specially invited You, if you don't go, you will leave a bad impression, which will be bad for your awards in the future."

"I know."

After saying these three words, Wen Shi became silent, his fingers randomly plucked the strings, and an out-of-tune melody flowed out.After a while, he stopped, looked down at his hands, shook his head and said, "But I don't want to go anywhere."

His tone was lazy, without any vitality, as if all his strength had been exhausted just by saying these few words.

Seeing his devastated state, Shirley felt a sense of helplessness in her heart, and her thoughts drifted back to that late night, the night that Wen Shi couldn't help crying.

After learning the news that Shang Siyan had woken up, Wen Shi cried for a long time in the back seat of the car, so long that she thought he would cry all the tears in his life, but no, after an unknown amount of time, Wen Shi Biting his lip to force himself to stop crying, so hard that blood oozes from his lips.

He obviously cared about the other party so much, but when Shirley asked him if he wanted to go back to visit, he resolutely gave a negative answer in a hoarse and weak voice. That's all.

That's what he said, but nearly four months have passed since that night. The long winter has passed, and a warm spring has ushered in. However, Wen Shi's heart still seems to be frozen in that severe cold, without following revived by the change of seasons.Although he appeared to be perfect externally as usual, as the manager closest to him, Shirley knew how painful he was in private, often waking up from sleep, and then couldn't sleep again, even if everything in reality Everything is back on track, and his nightmare is still not over.

He was physically and mentally exhausted, but he was forcing a smile on his face.

Is this the end?Apparently, not yet.

Shirley shook hands, forced herself to be hard-hearted, and said, "Do you not want to go, or do you not want to meet certain people?"

Wen Shi raised his head and looked at her blankly, as if he didn't understand her words.

Shirley said: "Yin Lian's new album has been shortlisted for an award, and he should also be there."

Yin Lian's new album was released half a month ago, and it was widely acclaimed upon release, not only in China, but also worldwide. Many people are optimistic that he can win the best album this time Award, and he lived up to expectations and was successfully shortlisted for the award.

Wen Shi nodded: "Well, he should be able to win the award. The quality of this album is very high. It's rare to see such a unique style of music."

"Because the producer of this album," Shirley paused, "is Shang Siyan, isn't it?"

Wen Shi was silent.

Shirley didn't care whether he was silent or not, and said directly: "He is also shortlisted for the album producer award, and he will go too."

Wen Shi bowed his head, still silent.

Xue Li squatted down and whispered in his ear: "Wen Shi, escaping is not the way."

Wen Shi turned his head away slowly, and after a long time, he whispered, "Let me think about it again."

"I hope you can let go of these unhappy things and really stop here." Shirley got up, glanced at him again, and said, "I won't disturb your creation anymore, go ahead, I'm going out first."

The door of the creative room opened and closed, and he was left alone in the room again. Wen Shi sat with his guitar in his arms for a while before he started to move.

He gently plucked the strings, and the cheerful and lively music flowed out from between his fingers.

He knew this song by heart.

It is "CAT", which is different from the current version circulating on the market.

This is the original version, the one co-created by him and Shang Siyan.

Half a month passed in a flash, and soon it was the day before the GLM Music Awards Ceremony.

Wen Shi finally came, but it was not out of his original intention. When he was still struggling, Mr. Siss appeared in front of him, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and told him that because the organizer had his boss My friend, so I asked him to attend the awards ceremony no matter what, and I also gave him a list of special products for him to bring back along the way.Wen Shi has always been unable to refuse Mr. Sith's request, so whether he wants to or not, this trip is coming.

Originally, SOZ also came together, but the itinerary has changed temporarily, they will arrive later, but they are all booked together in the hotel.

After leaving the airport, the vehicle that came to receive Wen Shi and his party sent Wen Shi and his party to the hotel where they were staying. The assistant went to check in, and Wen Shi and Shirley took a rest in the lounge area of ​​the lobby.

This hotel is very famous, and many celebrities who came to the awards ceremony stayed here. After a while, Wen Shi saw several familiar people. On informal occasions, the two parties just nodded to indicate that they had fought Greeted, polite and distant.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed early when you get back to your room." Shirley looked at the list of specialties given by Mr. Siss, "Where do you think you should go shopping first during the day tomorrow?"

Wen Shi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Let's talk about it, I'm very tired now."

Shirley had no objection: "Well, let's talk about it tomorrow when you wake up."

When the assistant came back after completing the check-in procedures, Wen Shi got up and left the rest area, ready to walk towards the elevator, but he had just walked a few steps before he stopped abruptly, as if being pulled by his feet.

Xue Li took a step behind him, and when she saw him stop, she also stopped: "Huh?"

Wen Shi didn't speak, but just stared in the direction of the hotel gate.

Shirley followed his gaze.

Another group of people was coming in from there, travel-stained and dusty, it seemed that they had come from a long way.

When she looked at Wen, she saw that his gaze was fixed on a certain person, and she sighed secretly. She didn't know whether it was a coincidence or a bad coincidence to meet him on this occasion.

Wen Shi looked steadily at the leader of the group of people, it was Shang Siyan whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The last time we met was when Shang Siyan blocked a knife for him and fell into his arms covered in blood. More than four months have passed since now.More than four months can be said to be long or short, but it is enough to make many memories blurred or even forgotten, but the picture of that day is always vivid in Wen Shi's mind, and the memory is still fresh.

Because he would dream of that day and that scene almost every night, and every night there would be a Shang Siyan in his arms and he would close his eyes, unable to wake up again, and then he would be awakened by the nightmare, unable to fall asleep again , can only be accompanied by the long and deep night until dawn.

He had too many nightmares, and sometimes Wen Shi would be in a trance. He didn't know whether Shang Siyan had woken up or not. Maybe all of this was a happy ending he imagined. The real Shang Siyan was still dying in the hospital bed, and he Abandoned the other party ruthlessly, and walked away.

He was suffering.

But now, Shang Siyan was standing so alive that he was less than ten meters away from him, as if he was within reach.

But Wen Shi didn't move, just stared at the other party so tightly, comparing his appearance with the image covered in blood in his mind, carefully comparing each place, and confirming that the other party was all right.

He seems to have lost weight and haggard a lot. He looks very tired. Is it because he has been on the plane for too long?Or was it because the injury just happened to start producing Yin Lian's new album non-stop?To complete such a high-quality album in less than four months, how can others know the hard work involved.

While Wen Shi was thinking to himself, the people around Shang Siyan also noticed him, so they raised a smile and motioned Shang Siyan to look over.

Shang Siyan turned his head to look over, then was startled.

The two just stood there, staring at each other from a distance, neither moved nor spoke, everything around them seemed to disappear, and only each other had eyes for each other.

It was Wen Shi who looked away first, nodded to the other party as a substitute for greeting, then turned to Xue Li, and said, "Let's go."

After all, he took the lead.

Shirley also nodded this way, and then quickly caught up with Wen Shi.

A group of people entered the elevator.

When the elevator door was completely closed, Yin Lian yawned and said, "Master, it's time for us to check in. I'm sleepy."

Shang Siyan withdrew his gaze, didn't look at him, nodded and said, "Yes."

No emotion can be heard in the tone.

In the elevator, Xue Li looked at Wen with lowered eyes, hesitated again and again, and said, "Why didn't you go to say hello?"

Wen Shi's eyelashes moved, flickering, like a fan of thick feathers.

After a while, he looked up, and Shirley saw a layer of mist in his eyes.

"Because if in front of him..."

Shirley heard his trembling voice.

"I'm sure I can't help...crying out."