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Both Song Ya and Quan Zhilong were quite edible, and after a while the big bucket of chicken wings ran out.Quan Zhilong leaned on the back of the chair contentedly, and said, "It would be great if I could eat free fried chicken wings every day."

"Look at how promising you are!" Song Ya glared at him.

Quan Zhilong laughed, and leaned over like a kitten and said, "Sister Yamei, if I tell you that I haven't eaten chicken wings since the day I quit SM Company, would you believe me?"

Song Ya blinked, then looked at Quan Zhilong with pity, stroked his black hair, and sighed: "Zhilong, you have suffered for so many years, I never thought you would be so poor."

Quan Zhilong was depressed, and knocked off Song Ya's hand: "Sister, stop making trouble, what I said is true."

Song Ya smiled and asked him: "Why don't you eat? Want to keep in shape?" In my memory, Quan Zhilong was a slightly fat child, but now he has completely turned into a slender boy with thin arms and thin legs. Song Ya couldn't help asking: "How much do you weigh now?"

"90 pounds."

so thin?Song Ya was very surprised, she quickly sat upright and looked at Quan Zhilong: "Tell my sister how you lost weight?" By the way, Song Ya has gained ten catties in the past one and a half months since going to the United States, and she is going to participate in the award ceremony next month Li, gowns are a big deal.

Seeing Song Ya looking at him with piercing eyes, Quan Zhilong suddenly felt embarrassed, blushed, and murmured like a mosquito: "I don't know, anyway, after 13 years old, I became thinner and thinner. "

There is no gold in this answer. Song Ya sighed, glanced at Quan Zhilong up and down, and asked, "What about the height? Has it grown?"

This question was too hurtful, Quan Zhilong held up his arms and refused to answer.Song Ya looked at him and lay down on the chair with a smile.

She raised her hand and glanced at her watch, it was already ten o'clock, "I'll take you home." Song Ya said to Quan Zhilong.Zhilong shook his head: "No, I have to write songs when I get back to the company."

"Live in the company?"

"Well! I have my own recording studio now."

"Cool!" Song Ya said pleasantly, thinking that Quan Zhilong had finally met Bole who appreciated her after so many years. "Has the debut date been set? Solo or in a group?"

"The debut date hasn't been set yet, but it's impossible to be a solo singer. Today, President Yang Xianshi approached me and said that the company plans to form a new group, and I'm the first member to be confirmed."

Quan Zhilong spoke very calmly, and he didn't have the excited look on the trainee's face when he knew that he was about to debut.

"I didn't become a solo singer, so I'm a little disappointed?" Song Ya asked very understandingly.

Zhilong thought for a while, and said with uncertainty: "I am a little bit disappointed, but more confused. When I was young, I thought it was easy to be a singer, but now I suddenly feel a little afraid of the stage. I accompanied my brother to record an episode last week. "Music Center", when I stood on the stage for sound audition, my legs shook very badly for some reason." I lowered my head and smiled embarrassingly, "Actually, I have a lot of low self-esteem."

"Inferiority what?"

Quan Zhilong shook his head in frustration: "I don't know either."

He didn't know, but Song Ya probably understood that those years in SM Company were completely "unbearable past events" for Quan Zhilong. He obviously quit because he had a different attitude towards music from Li Xiuman, but in the eyes of others, he always considered incompetent.He couldn't argue with everyone, he could only bear it silently, but how old was he?But only 12 years old.

Then there is YG, who has been training hard for six years, always aiming to be a solo singer, writing songs and practicing dances desperately, but was told that the company only intends to be a group before his debut.The successive blows were indeed a bit cruel for a young man with lofty goals in mind.

In terms of ability and personal quality, Zhilong is no worse than anyone else, but luck always seems to be not on his side.Walk past him and slip away.

Song Ya thought for a while, and asked Zhilong: "Do you think that the reason for making a group debut is that your ability is not good enough?"

"Is not it?"

"Of course not!" Song Ya raised her hand to mess with Zhilong's hair, feeling that his thoughts were so childish. "Whether it is a group or a solo, as long as you make good music works, you will be an excellent singer in the eyes of the audience, and you will not be looked down upon by others just because you are a group. Think about our TVXQ and the newly debuted sj , Think about your brother, who do you think is better?"

Quan Zhilong pursed his lips and smiled: "Of course it's brother!"

Well, asking this question really lowered my IQ, Song Ya rolled her eyes, and then said: "Actually, it's good to be a group, think about it, whether it's recording programs or playing variety shows, there are several people together. How wonderful it is like a spring outing!"

Zhilong curled his lips, and said nonchalantly: "It's okay if there are fewer people, but if there are more people, it's like your sj has twelve people since his debut. I think I will die!"

ha!Song Ya covered her mouth and chuckled, remembering that Zhilong suffers from severe face blindness, he has recognized Junjin and Jin Jiongwan in the Shinhwa group for three years, but he still called it wrong every time.The trouble caused the two old seniors to report themselves as soon as they saw Zhilong.Zhilong was embarrassed, and finally had to run away.

Song Ya hit him on the head angrily: "Can't you just tell me? I treated you to chicken wings just now! No conscience! No conscience!"

Zhilong smiled, looking at Song Ya's hazy and beautiful figure on the glass, he really wanted to say, you are stupid, sister Yamei, can't you see it yourself?But in the end, he just repeated childishly: "I won't tell you."

"You son of a bitch!" Song Ya gritted her teeth and scratched Zhilong's hair amidst Zhilong's yelling.

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Before getting out of the car, Zhilong suddenly remembered that he had just written the lyrics of a song, took out his mobile phone, and held it up in front of Song Ya: "Sister Yamei, this is a new song I wrote, the song hasn't been composed yet, look How are the lyrics?"

Song Ya looked at the lyrics:

When it rains late at night, I think of you again

I'm struggling in the depths of wet memory

I made up my mind that I can live well without you, but I still can't...

Very sad lyrics, although there is no music, but Song Ya can still feel a strong sadness rushing towards her face.She always knew that Zhilong was very talented, but she didn't expect that after a few years, he became even more talented.The teenager wrote a song with his heart. The lyrics are really well written, as beautiful as a poem.

Quan Zhilong did not have any idea about the tune before, but looking at Song Ya and smelling the faint fragrance of flowers in her hair, suddenly there was a hint of inspiration in his mind, and he sang the lyrics softly in the way of rap .

His voice has a tenderness unique to teenagers. Unlike Westerners, his rap sounds more like a baby, with a slightly nasal tone. Listen carefully, it looks like a kitten meowing.On weekdays, Song Ya seldom listened to this type of song, because she felt it was too loud and her heart couldn't stand it.Listening to Quan Zhilong singing today, I suddenly have a new feeling, it turns out that hip hop is so good.Following his rhythm, Song Ya also started to shake her head, and then she collided with Quan Zhilong who was also shaking her head.

"Ah!" The two shouted at the same time.Then he glanced at each other and started laughing again.Song Ya clapped her hands and acted like a cheering fan: "It's so good! Zhilong, if you release an album, you must add this song!"

Zhilong is shy. Since he started writing songs, he basically sings for himself.He didn't expect Song Ya to like it, he still knew Song Ya well, they were so familiar, if she didn't like to hear it, she would say it directly instead of pretending to like it. "Do you like it? Then sister give my song a name."

Giving names to songs has always been Zhilong's shortcoming. He was quite afraid, thinking that if he became a father in the future, naming his children would probably drive him crazy. Besides, he would have five children!

"Is it inappropriate for me to choose a name?" Song Ya pretended to decline.Zhilong saw her through, narrowed his eyes and threatened: "Give sister a minute, if you don't tell her name, don't leave tonight."

Song Ya was "terrified" and shrank back: "Zhilong, you don't have any thoughts about me, do you?"

Quan Zhilong glanced at Song Ya up and down, and finally his eyes stayed on her flat chest. He suddenly smiled and said with disgust: "I like plump women, my sister is too thin."

"Just say that I have small breasts!" Song Ya said bluntly.

Quan Zhilong blushed: "Sister always speaks so openly?"

Song Ya smiled and squinted at him: "If I'm still careful when I talk to you bastards, then I'm too tired to live!"

Quan Zhilong curled his lips, thinking that he was not an exception, probably in SM, there are still many people who have been taken care of by Song Ya.For example, Junxiu, Jae Zhong and the others.However, her being able to say this also indirectly proves that the two have a good relationship, and Zhilong suddenly became happy again.

"Let's call it "Lie." Song Ya read the lyrics again and said.

"Isn't it better to call it "Broken Love"?"

Song Ya was very alert, pointed at him and laughed loudly: "Ah, after talking for a long time, the purpose of writing this song is to commemorate my broken love?"

"No!" Zhilong explained angrily, "It was a few days ago at the dinner party that I heard the seniors of the company talk about my experience and suddenly got inspiration."

Song Ya rolled her eyes, but didn't expose him, and said with a bit of complacent vigor, "Hey, what does it feel like to be broken in love? I really want to feel it!"

Zhilong sighed, grabbed his cell phone, quickly opened the door and jumped out of the car. He couldn't chat with Song Ya anymore, because he would be mad at her.

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It was already one o'clock in the morning when Xuan Bin came to Song Ya's apartment.

After not seeing each other for a month and a half, his already thin cheeks became a little thinner, and it seemed that there were only bones. Song Ya felt distressed, and couldn't help but tiptoed and kissed his eyebrows.

"You've lost weight," she said.

He kissed her mouth and blamed: "Well, I think you think! So you have to be responsible."

She pretended not to understand: "Oh? How are you responsible?"

He smiled wickedly, picked her up horizontally and walked towards the bedroom: "You'll know right away."

After tossing and tossing for more than an hour, Xuan Bin finally gave up. Song Ya lay on the bed, feeling like she had turned into a puddle of water.Xuan Bin didn't intend to let her go, so after resting for a while, he pressed up again.

"Aren't you tired?" Song Ya was panting.

"You have to do it even if you're tired! Otherwise, you'll run away again!" Xuan Bin added to his horsepower.

To be honest, Song Ya was not only tired, but also a little sore in some places.However, she didn't want to disappoint Xuan Bin, so she tried her best to bear it. Xuan Bin looked down at her, and suddenly stopped: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Song Ya shook her head, turned around, and smiled: "It's pretty good."

Oh, Xuan Bin took this as a kind of encouragement. In the second half of the journey, he tried harder and harder. Song Ya finally couldn't help it and cried out.This watery and tender voice stimulated Xuan Bin, regardless of whether his girlfriend hurts or not, before dawn, he and his girlfriend went up to the clouds together.

That day, Song Ya passed out.

When I woke up again, the sun was already shining brightly, and the bright sunlight shone into the bedroom through a gap exposed by the curtains.There are countless dust flying in the sun.

"Let's take a bath together." Seeing that she woke up, Xuan Bin began to bite his ears, his voice hoarse.

Song Ya shook her head, to be honest, she was a little afraid of him, she tightened the quilt, she muttered: "You go first, I want to sleep for a while."

"Okay, my wife." He kissed her eyes, then got up and went to the bathroom.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and Song Ya was sleepy again. She closed her eyes and felt as if she had come to the side of the stream.Just then, the phone rang, and she reached out to fumble for it, and then picked it up.

"Hey?"

There was the sound of cars passing by on the opposite side, but no one spoke.

"Hey?"

Song Ya said it again.As a result, the phone was hung up.

"Crazy!" Song Ya was very upset, she scolded the receiver, and then put the phone on the bed.After a while, Xuan Bin came out of the bathroom humming a song.

Seeing that Song Ya was still awake, he sang the completely chaotic lyrics "la la la" and pressed his body up again. His hair was still wet, dripping on Song Ya's fair face and neck, and the water dripped down Scratch it off, causing a layer of goosebumps.

"Do it again?" he begged her, starting to move.She didn't object and let him manipulate her.

Just as he was about to go in, the phone rang again.He fumbled for the phone, picked it up, and said hoarsely, "Hello?"

The person on the phone said something.

Xuan Bin was taken aback, and while standing up, he whispered into the phone: "Wait a minute."

Song Ya opened her eyes, she seemed to wake up in an instant, she watched Xuan Bin put on a piece of clothing and then quickly walked out of the bedroom.

He closed the door, Song Ya was lying on the bed, a dark cloud covered the sun, the bedroom suddenly fell into darkness, she couldn't hear what he was saying.