To my dear Miss J [Korean]

"...You don't like me, I know, but it doesn't matter, even if this is the case, I am satisfied just looking at your face like this."

Quan Zhilong made a gesture, and the accompaniment stopped, and Jin Dongxun replayed the section that Quan Zhilong had just recorded.

Quan Zhilong stood in the recording studio and listened carefully, and nodded again after he couldn't find any faults, "Record the part of "tilve"."

……

The recording didn't end until the afternoon. Quan Zhilong walked out of the recording studio, took off his hat, twisted his neck and put it on again, "Thank you."

The long-overdue recording was finally completed. Before officially handing over the adapted song to a paragraph, Quan Zhilong wanted to ask the seniors of the same company to help him refer to it, pick out the faults and so on.

Li Baoxing has been waiting in the recording studio, and after seeing him come out, he handed him a bottle of water, "Remember to take medicine later."

Quan Zhilong nodded. There was still a bottle in his hand, and the water in it was almost full. Because of the frequent colds brought about by the changing seasons, his throat became more and more uncomfortable.

Li Baoxing said again, "Let's go to the hospital again tomorrow, we can't miss the appointment again." Quan Zhilong's cold has been dragging on for a while, and his throat is also in bad condition.

"Okay." Quan Zhilong still remembered the appointment time with the doctor last time, "I'll go find Senior Song Baijing."

Quan Zhilong picked up the prepared demo and walked out of the recording studio, followed by a few people holding cameras. The debut recording has already entered the shooting stage.

Participating in some outdoor activities and social activities is good for getting rid of the shadow of broken love. Beautiful scenery can make people feel happy and happy. Similarly, meeting some new friends is also good for diverting attention.

Jin Zhener deliberately took time out to accompany Shen Huizhu, eating, watching movies, shopping, playing games, Shen Huizhu can play whatever she wants, and everything is according to her today.

Shen Huizhu was walking on the street with several snacks and Jin Zhener. When passing by a video game store, Shen Huizhu stopped and turned her gaze to Jin Zhener, blinking her eyes with an innocent look.

Jin Zhener, "...Go, go."

Shen Huizhu rubbed against Jin Zhener with a smile, "You are the best!"

Jin Zhener is helpless, so it is said that Shen Huizhu is broken in love, but she is the hardest one.

Jin Zhener walked into the gate of the game city with somewhat heavy steps.

There was a cacophony of shouting and slapping, and the screaming was a pain in the ass.

"Look." Shen Huizhu pointed forward with a look of surprise.

Jin Zhener glanced in the direction she pointed, and she didn't know what was going on in front of her. There was a large group of people surrounded there, so densely packed that she couldn't see clearly.

Shen Huizhu pulled Jin Zhener to go inside. She found a high place and climbed up first, then stretched out her hand and said to Jin Zhener who was still dazed below, "Come up."

Jin Zhener hesitated between her hand and the crowded crowd, but still passed her hand.

Forget it, just die.

"--Hey"

Shen Huizhu pulled Jin Zhener up immediately.

Jin Zhener stabilized her still shaking body, and only after she stood up steadily did she see clearly what was going on inside. She had to admit that it was right to stand tall and see far away.

There seems to be a game competition inside. It is divided into two large tables, with three people sitting on each side. They wear the same headset, and a computer is placed in front of them, while in front of everyone is a large monitor. .

This is a live stream of the game.

The two stood on the high ground and watched for a while, but couldn't see what was going on, "Forget it, let's go and play with us."

Jin Zhener also felt that it was meaningless, and didn't quite understand the thoughts of those people who shouted frantically, "Then let's go down."

Shen Huizhu still jumped down first, and then helped Jin Zhener down, "Then shall we play a gopher?"

Jin Zhener nodded indifferently, "It's up to you."

Shen Huizhu walked in front to lead the way, this familiar appearance made Jin Zhener wonder if she is a regular visitor here.

Soon she arrived at the place Shen Huizhu said. Shen Huizhu threw a few game coins into the coin slot, and the machine started. The expression seemed to be venting something, and then thinking about Moon Jae Suk's matter, Jin Zhener could only smile helplessly at this, let her go.

There are a few claw machines on the side, and there are many new dolls in them. Jin Zhener picked out a favorite doll type and invested a few game coins to try it out.

The first one touched the corner of the doll, lifted it up slowly, and then fell in mid-air.

Without giving up, Jin Zhen'er put in the second game currency. This time, Jin Zhen'er was obviously much more serious. After adjusting the position, he manipulated the claws to move down slightly.

— catch it!

Just when Jin Zhener grabbed the doll unsteadily, the mobile phone in her carry-on bag rang. She hesitated for a while between the doll and the mobile phone, and decided to grab it first.

While the phone was still ringing, Jin Zhener's hand in controlling the game didn't stop. Finally, Shen Huizhu walked over and said, "The phone is ringing."

Jin Zhener nodded, still staring at the paw holding the doll, "I know, help me pick it up."

Shen Huizhu took out the ringing mobile phone from the bag she was carrying, and the name displayed on the screen was, "... Quan Zhilong?"

Hearing this name, Jin Jiner turned her head and wanted to stop her, "Wait, I'll do it myself...".

However, Shen Huizhu has already connected, she held up her mobile phone and looked at Jin Zhener with an innocent face, what should she do if she has already connected?

Jin Jiner, "..."

"—really?"

The sound of Quan Zhilong's voice was already heard, and Jin Zhener didn't care about the game, so he let go of the control handle and took the phone from Shen Huizhu's hand, "Let me do it."

Under Shen Huizhu's watchful eye, Jin Zhen'er walked into the corner while covering her face, "...it's me."

Shen Huizhu was bored sitting on the rest chair and swiping her mobile phone. She couldn't help but glance at her watch. Jin Zhener had been on the phone for almost half an hour.

When Shen Huizhu raised her face, she saw Jin Zhener approaching. She stood up and waved to Jin Zhener, "Here."

It wasn't until Jin Zhener approached Shen Huizhu that something was wrong. What's the matter with her unlovely expression? "What's wrong with you? I've been on the phone for so long."

Jin Zhener swallowed her throat, and suddenly felt that speaking was so difficult, and she slumped on the chair like a deflated ball, explaining in a weak tone, "It's nothing, just a little tired."

Shen Huizhu's face was blank, how can this be nothing, she just made a phone call, why was she as exhausted as on the battlefield, "Are you really all right? Did Quan Zhilong tell you anything?"

Jin Zhener has been very careful to maintain the balance between her and Quan Zhilong, but she didn't expect that the song "tilve" still came out, and Quan Zhilong even took the initiative to send the song up. She is in the same mood as that It's the same as what happened, and I can't say a complicated sentence.

"...Alas." Jin Zhen'er sighed helplessly.

But this time it was not completely fruitless, at least the song did not reveal her real information, no 0919, no ij, no ex-boyfriend, is this a blessing in misfortune?

But, having said that, why did Quan Zhilong's words just now sound a bit weird? What do you mean by "I still have a lot of unfinished songs for you to listen to?"

——Did he write more than one song for her? !

The heart is so tired, as if the body has been hollowed out, she takes jujube pills.

Shen Huizhu, who was still confused by the side: ...? ? ?

"—button"

Cui Shengxian knocked on the door and walked in, only to see Quan Zhilong still holding the phone in a daze, "Why are you still here?"

Quan Zhilong came back to his senses and put away his phone, "It's nothing, are they all okay?"

Cui Shengxian looked at him suspiciously but didn't ask any more questions, "I'll just wait for you."

Quan Zhilong nodded, picked up the coat hanging on the side, "Then let's go."

Several other people were already waiting in the car, and Quan Zhilong was the last one to go to bed, sitting next to Yu Yongpei in his usual position, "Okay, we can start now."

There was the sound of the car starting, and a burst of dust rose from the ground. The driver in the front row drove to the destination without any haste, the Olympic Stadium.

There will be a football match, and the group of them will serve as performers to support and also to gain on-site experience.

Quan Zhilong's gaze fell on the rear window, and he opened the window slightly for ventilation.

The setting sun brings a touch of poetry to the city at dusk, and the busyness of the nearby crowds gives it another vitality.

Did she get home safely?

Also, the phone call in the afternoon...

Quan Zhilong also imagined the possibility that she might not like it, but he didn't expect such a big reaction from her. Quan Zhilong always felt that she was a little weird. Jin Zhener didn't so much like it, it was more like...afraid ?

In his understanding, writing a song for her should move her, but her attitude was somewhat resistant.

——Why is she always different from others?

While Quan Zhilong was puzzled, he also took it for granted, also, she was different from others.

Since she doesn't like this song, let's change it. Quan Zhilong thinks of his relatively thick lyrics book, and he feels a little bit more confident. Among other things, he still has a little confidence in writing songs.

The car stopped suddenly, and there was a red light ahead. Quan Zhilong looked away, picked up his mobile phone, and opened the memo inside. There were still some unfinished lyrics on it.

I suddenly want to go back to the dormitory and write songs...