After the waste wood is dropped, A explodes the world

After he finished his meal, he came to the living room, where Liu Xuan was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed.

"Finished?"

Chu Xun nodded.

"What show are you performing next week?"

"Guqin playing."

"What tune to play?"

Chu Xun thought for a while, "Receive the Soul Song."

Liu Xuan raised her eyes and stared at him for a while, "Why don't you play other pieces?"

"Can't play."

"Come with me." He put down the coffee cup in his hand, got up and went to the bedroom on the second floor.

Chu Xun followed and saw a guqin in front of the window.

Liu Xuan sat down in front of the guqin, stroking the strings with her slender fingers, the sound of the piano sounded slowly, subtle and long, sometimes like human words, sometimes like the emotions of people's hearts, ethereal and changeable.

"There are so many tunes you can play, why do you have to play that kind of tune?"

Chu Xun was listening intently, when the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Liu Xuan turned to ask.

He leaned against the door frame and said in a low voice, "Then I'll go back and try playing something else."

Liu Xuan got up and walked out of the bedroom. He followed behind Chu Xun, and finally asked his doubts: "Why don't you see your family?"

"Only me, no family."

Chu Xun hurriedly apologized, then couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked, "Your job..."

"The undertaker."

"Aren't you afraid of dealing with dead people all day long?"

"Used to it."

It was already late at night when Chu Xun was sent back to the program group by Liu Xuan. He came to the rehearsal room to compose the song overnight. Since Liu Xuan forbade him to play the soul song, he just didn't want to play it.

The next day, he handed over the composed piece to Ji Qinglin. Ji Qinglin read it once, listened to him play it again, and only asked, "Do you have someone you like?"

"A person you like?" Chu Xun shook his head.

"I still said no, I think the name of your song should be Acacia."

Chu Xun was speechless.

"Do you really hate me?" Ji Qinglin half leaned on the table, crossing his arms.

"Yes." Chu Xun felt that he could not forgive him instead of the original owner.

"Actually, it wasn't I who wanted to block you back then, it was An Ling who wanted to block you. I don't know why you offended her? The media inexplicably let me take the blame."

"How do you know that An Ling is going to block me?"

Ji Qinglin laughed dryly: "You've been in the entertainment industry for a long time, why are you still a noob? Behind An Ling there is a wealthy businessman who praises her so much, she can do whatever she says. Once I had dinner with that rich businessman, drank too much, Inadvertently said that An Ling begged him to block you."

Chu Xun finally understood that it was An Ling who was playing tricks behind his back, so wouldn't he be at risk in this promotion?

"Next week's competition, the voting rights of flight instructors..."

Ji Qinglin raised his eyebrows, "Are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of?"

"An Ling." Ji Qinglin straightened up and said lazily, "Our three flight instructors have the final decision. As long as two of us veto it, the contestant will be eliminated."

Chu Xun was silent.

"However, if you have outstanding skills, she won't be able to trip you even if you want to. After all, the audience's eyes are discerning."

"Who is speaking ill of me behind my back?" An Ling's shrill voice sounded from outside the door.

Ji Qinglin opened the door of the lounge and smiled awkwardly, "I didn't mean to speak ill of you, but I just didn't want to take the blame for so long."

An Ling raised her hand to stroke the big waves, and walked in proudly, "I am a judge, and I have always been fair. I don't judge people by art. Some people have no foundation. Don't think that if you get lucky once, you can get lucky again and again."

Chu Xun also raised his voice: "I hope you can keep your word and don't discriminate between public and private."

"Hey, let me tell you what's wrong with you two?" Ji Qinglin walked over with a curious expression on his face, "One is top class, the other is [-]th line, how could there be such a big enmity?"

"Oh, Teacher Ji," An Ling turned to look at him, "You really worry a lot."

"Forget it." Ji Qinglin tugged at his crumpled sleeves, "Would you like to go to the Yemei Club for a drink tonight?"

"Okay, call Wen Hua."

"Are you going?" Ji Qinglin turned his head to Chu Xun again.

"Don't go."

"It's a good time not to go, to save trouble." An Ling looked disdainful, her head raised even higher.

"Are you really not going?" Ji Qinglin asked again.

Chu Xun immediately changed his mind, "Go, why not? I like to make things difficult for some people."