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On the last day before the Golden Week holiday, all the migrant workers were extremely lazy and tired.Qiu Shengxuan was looking for Liu Wangyu on this day, and he was ready to be kicked out of the office by her if he couldn't agree on three sentences.

Taiguo's office building is located in Haibin New District, and the recording studio is on the twelfth floor. Qiu Sheng took his things and went to see Sang Xue, who was recording the album. Last time, they helped him to keep the original arrangement version. Let's talk about the matter. Qiu Sheng should thank you she.

"Thank you, Teacher Qiu!" Sang Xue took the fruit box he bought with a smile and opened it to eat, chatting with Qiu Sheng, "Speaking of which, I only knew that you were the lead singer of a band before, but I never heard the songs you wrote at that time. Teacher Qiu is even better at singing than I imagined, and he is really good at writing—”

Qiu Sheng withdrew his polite smile: "What do you think of those?"

"Just... there's been a discussion on the Internet recently." Sang Xue observed his expression, feeling less disgusted and continued, "But the resources are not complete, either the live video or the total loss of sound quality..."

"Then what do they say?" Qiu Sheng asked calmly.

Sang Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and jumped out of her speech: "Praise you! I said that you sing well, and you also praised your band's drum and bass coordination-by the way, I was still discussing Teacher Qiu's bass player a few days ago. The group has seen it, the photos from previous performances."

"is it?"

"Do you want to watch it?" Sang Xue took out her phone, "Either I send it to you—"

"No need." Qiu Sheng raised the corner of his mouth forcefully, "What do you think?"

No matter who suggested him to change his "big dictator" style, Qiu Sheng thought that was the case at first, but when he met Wen Youxia again, his desire to become normal and healthy was put on the agenda again.Wen Youxia has changed him so much, even if he doesn't say a word now, Qiu Sheng will be touched unintentionally.

Sang Xue was not asked bluntly about his feelings, so he was stunned for a while, and said carefully: "Bass? I think he is very handsome... But, listening to them, it seems that this person has a bad personality. He played in the former band. What, I don't know."

"...That's it."

It's just that the expression was indifferent for a moment, and then the eyes dimmed.

Sang Xue secretly realized that he probably didn't want to mention this, so she quickly and cleverly changed the topic: "Speaking of bass, does Mr. Qiu have anything else to do in the company today? The bass of my song "Holiday Love Studies" is always bad Comfortable, after all you wrote bassline, I still want to ask you."

"Bess? What's the matter?"

"Well, just... I feel that the effect of instrumental music must be more emotional than that of the computer. I heard that you play the bass very well..."

Qiu Sheng said naturally: "If you want to have a good effect on instrumental music, I suggest asking Ah Jiao from Woken to play. His sense of rhythm is very good. If you are embarrassed to ask him directly, you can go to Xu Ran."

For the sake of what he said, Sang Xue didn't want to keep her anymore, and waved her hand: "You can go to business."

"Well, let's talk about it next time."

Seeing Qiu Sheng walking away, the assistant next to him sighed heartlessly: "It's so obvious, Teacher Qiu didn't offer to help my sister record... It's not something that is particularly urgent, he is too straight, right? !"

"He just didn't want to record it."

Assistant: "Huh?"

Sang Xue put the fruit plate on the coffee table, her smile was still perfect and sweet: "I don't want to eat it, please put it away for me."

The overtones cannot make Qiu Sheng respond.

Even if a person with a strong desire to control is cooperative and docile on the surface, it is impossible for him to speak well all the time.

Qiu Sheng has a face that is too beautiful for a man, with gentle contours and naturally smiling eyes, which is extremely confusing.However, from the first day Sang Xue met him, she could see that Qiu Sheng kept a perfect social distance from everyone. His personality was extremely closed and tense, as if he was guarding his fatal weakness for fear of being noticed.

She didn't know where Qiu Sheng's sense of control came from, but she knew very well that Qiu Sheng would not soften easily.

She sings songs written by Qiu Sheng, but she is just a meaningless passerby, not even a friend.No matter how others describe them as "confidantes", in Qiu Sheng's heart she is not special at all.

She was destined to never be able to touch Qiu Sheng's weakness.

When regretting, Sang Xue couldn't help but think: who has the ability to make Qiu Sheng show his vulnerability willingly?

Taking the elevator down to the sixth floor, Qiu Sheng knocked on the door and walked into the office, where Liu Wangyu was busy on the phone.

She was scolding, Qiu Sheng didn't want to gossip, put on the earphones, sat on the sofa, and started playing Tetris.After another ten minutes or so, Liu Wangyu finally finished cursing, and impatiently threw the phone on the large desk.

There was a crisp sound, as if it had been broken somewhere, Qiu Sheng took off the earphones: "Is it troublesome?"

"It will never be more troublesome than you were back then." Liu Wangyu took a sip of scented tea, trying to calm down, "Have you figured it out?"

"Ah."

"The people are also arranged?"

"It's all original."

Hearing this, Liu Wangyu showed a hint of surprise: "Wen Xia will come back?"

Everyone thought it was impossible for Wen Youxia to come back, he had disappeared and no one could find him.Qiu Sheng couldn't help being proud, hugged a cushion on the sofa, and made no effort to hide his victory gesture.

So Liu Wangyu understood that this person had no intention of negotiating with him at all.

Professional women are not surprised at all things, not to mention that this is just a small challenge she has experienced once, so there is nothing to be afraid of.Liu Wangyu stroked back the short hair that had fallen to his forehead, and his tone had regained his composure: "Then do as I told you before, and don't share it with others, it's mine. Is there a problem?"

"Is the share calculated according to the old contract?"

"That's for sure. It was negotiated before and you will be counted as 'suspended'. You also know that Mr. Huang and I have a breakdown." Liu Wangyu took another sip of tea, "It's different from the past, Qiu Sheng, this ratio is already very interesting. .”

"I know. But do it my way."

Liu Wangyu raised his head from behind the computer screen with great interest: "Yo."

Qiu Sheng: "What?"

"According to you, you are on strike in the middle of the performance, so who should I ask for reason?"

There was silence in the office, Liu Wangyu smiled, as if it was expected that Qiu Sheng didn't dare to promise.

She has known the members of Yinshan for too long, and knows that three of the four are thorns. Although Qiu Sheng has been slightly smoothed over the past few years, she always believes that Jiangshan is easy to change and nature is hard to change. Qiu Sheng's stubbornness is stronger than imagined. more terrifying.

For the adaptation of those mouthwatering songs, the score is three points, and for the relatively satisfactory works, it is six points. Then, for every song and every person in Yinshan, the degree to which he must control is one hundred points.

"Not this time." Qiu Sheng said firmly, "No."

More like self-hypnosis, without any credibility.

Liu Wangyu: "I'll give you a chance, if you can't control them, I'll have the final say."

These words made Qiu Sheng uncomfortable for a long time.

They chatted some more details, and Qiu Sheng had two requests: to record the previously unfinished second album, and to record a new version of "2099" - the latter took Liu Wangyu a little by surprise.

"Why did you record it?" Liu Wangyu asked, "Didn't Sang Xue buy the copyright?"

"If I don't buy it out, I will record it."

It was rare to find him childish, Liu Wangyu was speechless.

After this chat, it was time to get off work. Liu Wangyu had to coordinate the activities of his artists during the National Day, and did not want to give himself a holiday.Qiu Sheng is a loner, she thought he would also want to arrange all these things before starting the holiday, so she decided to order box lunch together.

"What to eat?"

"I'm not eating here, I have an appointment." Qiu Sheng glanced at the time, "Oh, I have to go...I'll talk to you sometime later."

Liu Wangyu: "Do you have an appointment?"

"It's not dating a girl, don't worry, I won't do that."

After Qiu Sheng finished speaking, she didn't allow her to ask any more questions and hurried away. Liu Wangyu suspected that he was serious about having a date.

She knows this person, and if she doesn't engage in fruitful activities, it is even more impossible for those who were not interested before to suddenly change their sex now. "Don't do those things" can't be equated with "don't fall in love", but Liu Wangyu has never seen Qiu Sheng fall in love.Curious, she stood by the French window facing the street, wanting to see which direction Qiu Sheng was going.

In September, when the summer was still warm, Qiu Sheng put on an old shirt and trousers that were too big for him, walked out of Taiguo's office building loosely, and then walked to the bus platform.

After a while, a familiar car stopped, and Qiu Sheng got into it.

Liu Wangyu was relieved, but also a little dissatisfied that he didn't get a glimpse of the gossip.

The car belongs to Gu Qi.

The CBD of Donghe City is in Linjiang, but the busiest area is undoubtedly Xicheng District, where food stalls, bars, trendy salons and art centers gather, and it is extremely bustling every holiday.

The restaurant that Gu Qi booked was a hot pot restaurant they used to go to frequently. There were four of them plus a crispy one. Occasionally, there were other girls. The boss knew them too many times.But the entire store was transferred a year ago, and even the old memories are gone.

The front desk confirmed the number of the box in a business-like manner. It is a very small bag that can seat up to six people.

Qiu Sheng asked Gu Qi: "Where's crispy?"

"She went shopping with her little sister." After Gu Qi finished speaking, she couldn't help lowering her voice, "Forget it, let me tell you the truth, she doesn't think she will be too comfortable here today."

Qiu Sheng was puzzled: "They are all people I know."

Gu Qi corrected: "It's been a long time since I saw them, and they were still fighting last time."

Alright, Qiu Sheng nodded, no longer wondering why girls are suddenly sensitive.After ordering food, seeing Gu Qi playing with his mobile phone, Qiu Sheng began to study a plate of peanuts on the table as a gift.

He placed peanuts as a symbol on the table, and was having fun when Gu Qi interrupted him in a disgraceful manner.

"Is Wen Xia really here?"

"Is Lu Yining really here?"

"He's coming, but I don't know if he'll say yes, now he's playing drums for three bands, and Woken has approached him in all of them."

Qiu Sheng didn't raise his head, and praised without emotion: "Awesome."

"Xu Ran and Sheng Xiaoman have been arguing a lot lately, it seems." Gu Qi was gossiping, "Sheng Xiaoman is going to leave the team, and Xu Ran threatened him to leave if he dared to leave. What Lu Yining meant was that Xu Ran might seek him out A concert, he felt too much pressure and didn’t want to go. Hey, if Woken really wants to change the drummer—”

"Change a fart." Qiu Sheng ate a peanut, "Xu Ran lost his temper, and it's just for Sheng Xiaoman to see."

Gu Qi hadn't seen Xu Ran's true self for a long time, so he could only trust him: "Oh."

As soon as the door of the box was opened, Gu Qi looked over, and first enthusiastically said polite words: "Xiao Lu is here! We are talking about you...Where do you sit? I don't order wine if I want to drive, what do I drink? "

Qiu Sheng still didn't look up.

The young man who had just entered had a rather cute baby face, round eyes and small mouth, delicate features, wearing a pair of transparent glasses, looking like he hadn't graduated from college.He was also dressed like a student, with a loose T-shirt dangling on his body, a black canvas bag and skate shoes on one shoulder, and he stood there vividly and vividly.

It doesn't matter if you are full of youth, Qiu Sheng didn't say a word, just sat down next to Gu Qi, and ignored Qiu Sheng: "Brother, didn't you say that Wen Xia is coming, where is Wen Xia?"

In the hot pot, a piece of red butter bun was slowly melting, and a spicy and delicious fragrance wafted in the box.

The taste whets the appetite, but the atmosphere is familiar and tense.

Gu Qi bit her chopsticks, looked at Lu Yining who hadn't seen him for a while, and at Qiu Sheng who was still counting peanuts.He knew that Qiu Sheng was hopeless, but he racked his brains and didn't know how to get to the point.

He didn't know where Wen Youxia had gone, so he turned around and asked Qiu Sheng:

"That's right, where is Wen Xia?"

"It's coming." Qiu Sheng pointed at the screen and locked it.

The half-open door of the small box was pushed open for the second time within 3 minutes, and the young man bowed his head when he walked in.He looked around at the only empty seat left on the long table, and put the black rectangular piano case on his back in the corner.

Bass case?

Qiu Sheng moved his thin eyelids and finally looked over.

"Wen Xia!" Lu Yining rushed to greet him, "Long time no see!"

Wen Youxia said "hmm".

Lu Yining intentionally sat down and chatted with Wen Youxia, and pushed Gu Qi to be courteous: "Brother Qi, Brother Qi, please help me, I want to be next to Wen Xia, you go to the opposite side—"

Qiu Sheng raised his chopsticks and knocked impatiently.

With a dull voice, Wen Youxia made a "sorry" gesture to Lu Yining, and sat next to Qiu Sheng.

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See you tomorrow, the band is finally here