[Love and Producer] Passive strategy

"Nightmare?" Xu Mo seemed to be stunned, and quickly lowered his voice to comfort her: "Dreams are the fusion and arrangement of human beings' existing cognitions. Dreams—so don't be afraid, whatever you dream about, it's fake."

"But I'm not afraid." Li Youxue listened to his analysis calmly before telling him slowly. "I just felt that something was going to happen that I didn't want to see."

"Oh?" Xu Mo slightly raised his tone of voice calmly, as if with some doubts, but he still clearly smiled. "Don't worry, because no matter what happens, I will be with you."

"Since yesterday, I have troubled you a lot." Li Youxue stood up pretending to be natural, and left the position not more than twenty centimeters away from Xu Mo. "Next, I should handle everything by myself... Thank you for bringing me here. After the show is prepared, I hope you can watch it."

"You don't need to thank me at all." Xu Mo naturally stood up straight as she walked away, and continued to smile at her. "I like being troubled by you. It makes me feel that I am needed by you—or that I am important to you."

Li Youxue blinked, and only picked out one important point from his continuous flirting - Xu Mo seemed to be happy to understand her heart.

For some reason, she felt that she seemed to have figured out a little bit - Xu Mo really cared about her, maybe it was like observing...an experimental subject?

The above intuitive conclusion popped up in her brain, Li Youxue comforted herself silently, and shrugged at Xu Mo: "Although I want to chat with you for a while, I think we should go back."

"Well, let's go." Xu Mo cooperated without asking, and walked side by side with her tacitly towards the gate.

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"Reject the cookie-cutter introductions about autism, as well as treatment plans and typical cases," Li Youxue solemnly announced at the new round of program planning memories. "Get rid of the old routines! Let alone the audience, I don't like those things when they are filmed!"

"Then what do you think should be done, boss?" After a long time of planning, the boss who came back suddenly overturned all of them. Yue Yue was also helpless and could only ask questions on behalf of everyone.

"Come out with a song," Li Youxue flipped out the essay poems she had written on the road and projected them on the big screen. "If possible, let Song Jiayang compose and sing - it's called "Stars."

"... Orangutan?" Yue Yue repeated with a strange expression. "Those who didn't know thought we were doing "Animal World"."

"If you play this old trick again, you will be responsible for submitting the Huarui report every week." Li Youxue reminded her expressionlessly.

Yue Yue thought of the cold face of a certain CEO who was not close to strangers, and immediately covered her mouth and shook her head knowingly.

"Is it written by the boss?" Sun Xiaomeng was very interested in these passages. "Comparing autistic children to stars...what a novel metaphor, how did you come up with it?"

Li Youxue lowered her eyes slightly, and suddenly thought of Xu Mo's appearance when the trees were still and the wind stopped, which was completely different from usual, as lonely and empty as if he was out of the world.

"The show is called - Traveling Stars." Li Youxue avoided her question and continued talking on her own. "Life is a journey, and each child with autism is a lonely star. As for the main content, the focus is on being real and moving, allowing the audience to experience the world in the eyes of children with autism. You go to the orphanage to take pictures on the spot Look, the script will be done as soon as possible, and I will check and edit the finished product.”

Although the people present were surprised by her rare avoidance of the topic, they all nodded their heads in response - since Li Youxue's net worth rose to [-] million, the aura of a superior person in Li Youxue has also become much stronger, and they dare not be disobedient easily .

Of course, except for the thick-lined Yueyue who would get skinny from time to time.

"Okay, what are you doing sitting around? The show won't come from the sky." Li Youxue saw how silent they were, and knocked on the table amusedly. "Move! Hurry up!"

After the unanimous response, the employees rushed out of the conference room at the same time, and consciously divided into two groups - one group was busy recording and broadcasting food variety shows, and the other group rushed to make and shoot scripts related to autism.

Li Youxue sat quietly on the swivel chair, watching them bustling past the door and through the corridor, she was a little relieved.

— Anyway, this is their busy time.As the overall controller, all she needs to do is to check and accept.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that dream with a high sense of reality.

Subconsciously, she took out her phone, poked the screen, and dialed Bai Qi's number.

After a series of busy tones, a female mechanical voice prompts that [the user you dialed has shut down].

Li Youxue locked the screen of her phone and placed it on her desk, suddenly feeling a little lost.

——Her childhood photos, Bai Qi's secretive orphanage, Xu Mo's abnormal reaction and the strange moment in the orphanage, as well as the important task Bai Qi said about him, the dream about him... All these, do they have inner meaning? connect?

With so many clues mixed in her mind, she couldn't help but sigh.

The exchange between the Chinese and Song Jiayang went smoothly. Within a day, Kenta successfully signed a letter of intent for cooperation—Song Jiayang seemed to be very curious about Kenta, who is good at music, and was willing to cooperate.

So, that afternoon, Li Youxue saw Song Jiayang with her own eyes.

This big boy with short chestnut hair is different from Zhou Qiluo's big apricot-like eyes. His chestnut eyes are in the shape of peach petals with slightly raised tails, which is a bit lazy.But when he smiled innocently at her with a glass of milk in his hand, he gave off a feeling of extreme innocence and innocence—it was different from Zhou Qiluo's sun-like, bright, cheerful and bright temperament, it was a kind of inconspicuous The students are as innocent.

He saw Li Youxue's poem spread out on the glass table at a glance, picked it up without thinking about it, and looked at it, and then asked her sincerely: "Did you write it? Why are there only these few lines? Not enough to make a song ah."

Then, as soon as he finished speaking, his nervous female manager pulled the corner of her clothes and became embarrassing.

... It's no wonder that an inexperienced rookie female manager paired with a young boy who doesn't know much about the world (Song Jiayang is two years younger than Zhou Qiluo) can become popular.Li Youxue evaluated in her heart.

"Then," she was not angry, she leaned on the back of the sofa with a casual smile, and asked him gently, "Can you make it a complete song? This is a gift for autistic children , I hope they like it."

Song Jiayang raised his eyelids, and replied unpreparedly: "Of course, but are you sure you don't want to write any more? Your writing is very touching... It just doesn't match my usual style, but it just happens to be a good example of what I want to say about myself." test."

"Well, that's all." Li Youxue leaned on the armrest and looked at him seriously. "I have only one request from you."

"Huh?" Song Jiayang blinked in confusion. "any request?"

"Let it be lonely and lonely, but at the same time it has to be a little bit cozy... It would be even better if it has a sense of fun." Li Youxue thought about her own idea, and described it to him bit by bit.

The young girl's manager was already in a daze: what the hell is this request?Is there really such a song?

"No problem." Song Jiayang rolled his eyes and gestured OK without hesitation. "Three days, okay?"

Li Youxue glanced at the wall calendar on one side, stood up and raised her hand with a smile to him: "Have a nice cooperation."

"Happy cooperation!" Song Jiayang also looked very happy, leaned slightly to shake her hand, and asked her in bewilderment, "But, are you a staff member here? I feel younger than me."

The corner of Li Youxue's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help turning her eyes to look at the girl's manager - she covered her face in fear of looking any longer.

"Actually, I'm..." Li Youxue cleared her throat and was about to introduce herself when there was a knock on the door of the lounge.

"Please come in." Li Youxue casually called to the door.

Sun Xiaomeng walked in, softly and obediently raised a stack of paper in his hand: "Boss, the script has been printed out."

"Okay, put it here." Li Youxue smiled comfortingly at the timid and introverted girl, and watched her put down the script and walk out the door.

When she turned her head to look at Song Jiayang again, she successfully saw an expression on the boy's face that could be called "jaw-struck".

"Are you... the boss of Chinese descent?" Song Jiayang asked blankly, and couldn't help asking: "[-] million?"

The girl manager lowered her head and almost tore off his sleeve, but unfortunately he didn't seem to notice it.

"It's me." Li Youxue nodded while suppressing a smile.

Song Jiayang opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and drooped his head in frustration for a long time: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I said I wouldn't be able to see you now." Li Youxue couldn't help laughing, and told her softly with the attitude of coaxing a child, "You are so cute with your true temperament."

Song Jiayang's fair face turned red immediately, and then, like a little girl who was bullied, she said "Wait for me for three days" and rushed out the door.

"...I'm sorry, Miss Li," the young manager bowed in embarrassment. "Jiayang is young and simple-minded..."

"It's okay, he's still a child." Li Youxue waved his hand indifferently.

The expression on the manager's face was suddenly complicated and indescribable: "...Okay, then let's go first."

On the appointed day, Song Jiayang did not show up—perhaps because of his shyness, he simply sent his manager to deliver the song he had written.

Li Youxue and all the staff got together to study for a while and finally made a decision - Song Jiayang, who was as innocent as a piece of paper, was surprisingly talented.The song he finished is perfect for the new show.

"Boss, I thought you would ask Zhou Qiluo for help." But Yue Yue said this inadvertently.

Li Youxue shook her head in disapproval: "I can't keep looking for him just because I'm friends with him, not to mention he's still busy shooting in the studio."

"But you haven't asked him for help before. It's the first time you ask him, he should agree." The upright Yue Yue immediately raised a question.

Li Youxue paused in her heart - it seemed that her first reaction was not to ask Zhou Qiluo for help... But why?

——Maybe, is it the distance between the superstar Zhou Qiluo and her, or is it too far away?Telling herself this half-believingly, she smiled slightly, not intending to continue this topic.

The little boy Song Jiayang was quite efficient. When Li Youxue arrived at the office early the next morning, the demo and the final CD were already on her desk.

Li Youxue secretly marveled, turned on the computer and put in the CD to start playing.

"We are the stars in the sky. We are traveling alone. It is a miracle to meet..." At first, it was an immature boy's voice, but after a few sentences, it became a hoarse boy's voice.

Song Jiayang's vocal range is not too wide, and his clear timbre is slightly hoarse, but it complements the whole song.Not only Li Youxue was satisfied, but other people in the office also stopped their movements and tilted their heads to listen carefully. As the song got better and better, knowing smiles appeared on their faces in unison.

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