The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

"I'm here to run an errand." Yunji explained flatly.

He did come to work.

Scouring would-be rock stars under one's wing is a legitimate job, and does no harm to the company's meteoric rise.

But he didn't want other Party A to misunderstand that he was having fun.

Cong Lie snorted coldly, "Really? Can Yun always let me see how you normally... work?"

Yunji took a look at him.

Cong Lie was completely dressed in casual clothes, with the brim of his peaked cap pulled down very low. In the dim light, he looked like both a prey and a skilled hunter.

If I can have half of his ease, it won't end so ugly.

"Follow you." Yunji saw the musicians on the stage carrying their bags to the backstage, and quickly chased after them.

The lead singer bowed his head when he walked, and looked a little hunched while holding the guitar.

Yunji chased after him, and found that he was not as old as the audience looked, but he was dressed too sloppily, which made him very different from the impression he had in his previous life.

In fact, looking up close, he was only in his early twenties, just like Cong Lie that Yunji met for the first time.

"Hello, I'm Yunji." When Yunji said this, he obviously felt a sense of oppression from behind.

He pretended not to notice that Cong Lie had followed, and continued to say to the lead singer: "I was listening in the audience just now, and I admire your voice very much, may I know your name?"

The young man thanked him very restrainedly, without looking up, he whispered the name that Yunji knew so well.

"Bingqiao, Liao Bingqiao."

"Bingqiao, are you interested in trying to release some singles?" Yunji stretched out his hand and introduced to him, "I am Yunji, the person in charge of Hanhai Media. In the whole process from music production to release, our company can provide professional help you with angles."

"Me?" Liao Bingqiao's tone was filled with surprise and disbelief.

"That's right." Yunji looked at him seriously. "My company's technical consultant and I both think that your voice is very unique. If you have the opportunity to get in touch with a larger market, you should have good results."

Fu Qing just came over to catch his words, "That's right, your voice sings rock and roll, it's really hot."

The young man's eyes that had just lit up dimmed again, "Rock and roll? That's fine."

"Why?" Yunji didn't understand, "Don't you like rock and roll?"

He also thought that young people would like rock and roll, and the heavier the better.

When Yun Shu was at home, the house was like decorating every day.

"No, I... hope to become a pop singer just like my idol." Liao Bingqiao's tone became firmer.

"Your idol? It can't be..." Fu Qing took a deep breath, trying not to look at Cong Lie, who was surrounded by clouds.

"Cong Lie." Liao Bingqiao whispered, "I want to be a romantic singer like Cong Lie. I have practiced pop music for many years, and I feel that folk songs are the most suitable for me."

"..." This scene was unexpected by Yunji.

Coupled with the retribution of not sleeping for two days, he began to feel dizzy again.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, he was going to make a quick decision, "First of all, Cong Lie is not a folk singer, and second, there are many ways to become a good singer. Isn't it more valuable to be yourself than to be any existing person?"

Liao Bingqiao's gaze became erratic, "You're not into music, are you? You won't understand this kind of belief."

This blow came too sweetly.

It is true that Yunji is not engaged in music.

But he also pursued a person's love as a belief.

Yunji was speechless for a while, silently touching his business card.

He wanted to at least leave a contact information, and it would not be too late to go to Sangu thatched cottage when he was in better condition.

Artists are very attitude.

He had already seen it from Cong Lie.

But maybe because he was too anxious to go out, he didn't have a business card holder in his coat or trousers.

He stretched out his hand to grab Liao Bingqiao who was about to leave, "Then can you leave me your contact information? Maybe find a special time to chat, and your thoughts will change."

"I'm sorry, I've liked Cong Lie for almost a year." Liao Bingqiao bowed slightly to him.

Knowing that he didn't mean "like" that much, but Yunji still felt uncomfortable.

He wanted to wake up the young man loudly: What's so great about liking for almost a year?I have liked Cong Lie back and forth for five years, what is left!Achievements and capital are your own, don't dream all day long.

He didn't let go of Liao Bingqiao's hand, his eyes were a little dazed.

After leaving Yun's house, the person in front of him was his first source of strength besides Cong Lie.

But for a moment he didn't know how to persuade this young man whose ideals were paramount.

Liao Bingqiao felt even more uncomfortable, "Please let go..."

"I think you don't listen to persuasion, so you really should go to rock and roll." Cong Lie said with a low air pressure, looking at the air.

Hearing his voice unexpectedly, Liao Bingqiao's whole body lit up, "Cong Lie! Cong Lie is that you, Cong Lie!"

Cong Lie took the guitar bag from his hand, and unzipped the zipper on his own.

Holding the guitar, he lifted his long legs and stepped directly onto the empty stage.

"Cong Lie - ah -" Almost immediately, everyone recognized him.

The atmosphere of the entire livehouse burned rapidly.

"I'm going, is this tonight's super egg?"

"Woooooo my brother who will never get a ticket!"

"Moments, I. Fuck! I'm about to have the most explosive Moments of the year!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

"Cong Lie!!! Brother Lie!! I love you!!!"

Crowds kept pouring in from outside the door, and soon there was no place to stay in the small space, and excited smiling faces were crowded outside the windows.

Cong Lie unscrewed the microphone calmly.

The screams of the audience quickly fell silent after a short howl.

There are only countless pairs of expectant eyes staring brightly at the narrow and dim stage.

The slender fingers seemed to be randomly turning the strings, and a stream of fluent chords poured out from Cong Lie's fingertips.

As if about to give a kiss, he lowered his head to the microphone—

It seemed that Yunji was seeing Cong Lie for the first time.

That's when he went to personally scout out new traffic worth investing in.

The boss of the brokerage company walked beside Yunji, nodding and bowing his head to introduce the young boy who was very popular in the company.

"...He was the latest draft champion just now, and he has both singing and dancing skills, so if Mr. Yun is interested, can you let him show his face in the TV series you voted for? It doesn't matter if you have a male first and a male second, just have a word, when the time comes We’ll take care of everything from looking for promotions to buying sailors.”

Yunji walked in front with his hands behind his back, carefully avoiding his spitting stars, and suddenly his eyes were attracted by the practice room in a corner.

Through a double pane of glass, he saw a boy practicing singing into a microphone.

He has short hair and is tall. With his left hand holding the earphones covering his head, he is still writing and scribbling in a notebook with his right hand.

White finger bones, nose bridge and jaw, black T-shirt, microphone and earphones.

Simple yet impactful beauty.

As if feeling Yunji's gaze, the boy also raised his head.

With just a very cold and arrogant glance, he lowered his gaze again.

Those are a pair of good eyes, as bright as a sword's edge.

"Who is he?" Yunji casually raised his chin in the direction of the practice room.

The boss looked a little surprised, "Boss Yun doesn't know Cong Lie?"

At that time, Yunji only cared about whether the works he had invested in could make money for him, as if he cared more about whether the hen lay eggs than the hen itself.

As for the horizontal and vertical comparison of traffic, that is what the marketing department should do.

"Cong Lie? Who?"

There are two possibilities that this name did not reach Yunji's ears.

First, he was never hot.

Second, he became obsessed within two days after he became popular, and he couldn't reach the vision of Yunji's marketing department.

"I'm ashamed to say that this Cong Lie was originally the best seedling in our company, and all kinds of roads have been paved. We also released the news, and we bet that he will become famous. As a result, this kid just came out of roll call. Floating." The boss said sadly.

"Gone?" Yunji raised his eyebrows.

"Fighting with someone over a trivial matter, it seems that the other party said something bad or something? The fight made the other party sit in a wheelchair for a long time. Although we temporarily suppressed this matter, but he offended But..." The boss whispered a name next to Yunji's ear, "Young master of.... Many resources have just been discussed, and some people use this matter to buy trending searches. I don't think the gods will be able to praise him anymore."

Hearing that name, Yunji raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment, "Can I hear him sing?"

"Yes, yes, no problem!" The boss readily agreed, and when he walked to the front, he curled his lips disapprovingly.

Half of the earphones covered Yunji's ears, and his clean and deep voice flowed in along the electromagnetic waves.

"Even if it's just in a dream, can I see you?"

The boy didn't know that someone was listening to him singing, so he adjusted the rhythm of the rhythm without distraction.

"Even if it's just, in a dream, can I, see, see you..."

"All of us... solfa,... are you always absent?"

The boy changed the tone of this sentence several times, but he didn't seem too satisfied.

Yunji really lacks musical talent, he can't even tell which part is the verse and which part is the chorus.

But when he heard "I want to sing for you", he didn't know where his heart trembled slightly, as if he had received some kind of perfect signal, which made his whole body tense up.

The hairs stand on end.

That was Cong Lie's famous song later.

"First Appearance".

Singing at the end of the concert dedicated to Mr. C.

"You said you were going to keep a secret

You say love is sticking to yourself

all our memories

why you have been absent

i miss you want to see you

I want to see you who I have never met

if you don't mind

i want to sing to you

can i see you

Even if it's only in a dream"

After Cong Lie played the last syllable, the livehouse was completely silent.

Until the first applause sounded, the "Encore" cheers swept through the small space like a huge wave, and it seemed that even the glass of the window was shaking.

"Cong Lie! I love you—"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

"Another song! Encore! Encore! Encore!!"

Cong Lie put the microphone to his lips, glanced at the excited and trembling audience, and finally locked his eyes on Liao Bingqiao who was standing with Yunji.

Looking at the thin boy who was hugging his guitar bag tightly, his eyes were not contemptuous at all, and it could even be said to be solemn.

It's like a lion is seriously evaluating its opponents, for reputation, territory, and spouse.

"It's good to have dreams, but I still don't recommend young people to challenge me. After all, it's really, really..." His melodious voice is extremely sincere, "It's hard."

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