What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

The seven-day holiday passed in a flash.

On the first working day after the holiday, Qiao Sheng pushed open the door and walked out, and saw four big men from the Raptors waving at him in the corridor.

He went back to his room and closed the door in one go, muttering to himself: "It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion," and held the door handle again.

When he opened the door and came out, Qiao Sheng heard Wang Liang shouting to him at the end of the corridor: "Hurry up, Qiao Sheng, the elevator is coming!"

Qiao Sheng thought about it and thought that they were asking for help from him now, so he was not afraid of anything, and walked towards the elevator calmly.

In the elevator, there were four Raptors and Du Ziteng's father and daughter, and Qiao Sheng squeezed in, which seemed full.

After asking, I learned that the four Raptors used to live near the high-speed rail station because they often went to music festivals.

Now that they are free, they simply moved in with Qiao Sheng and the others, which not only saves money but also allows them to be closer to their brother Qiao.

However, Qiao Sheng found that when they said that they were very free recently, the four of them looked at him with inexplicable meaning.

As the first day of work after the long vacation, except for the four Raptors, everyone arrived at the company listless and looked like they had no desire to live.

Even Du Fei was no exception.

During the seven days of National Day, Du Ziteng took her to play crazy in Shanghai, and they had a great time.

Next year she will be old enough to go to kindergarten. Now she is being pressed by Du Ziteng to sit on the sofa, holding a picture book and trying to recognize words.

Poor little Du Fei often cast a look of help to Qiao Sheng, and Qiao Sheng could only give her a helpless look in return.

It's useless. Even if you flirt and blind your eyes, your father will not let me save you from the ocean of learning.

Just swim in the sea of ​​learning.

In the morning, everyone was immersed in the sorrow of going to work, even Lin Moxue was yawning, and as soon as she arrived at the company, she locked herself in the office and started to apply a facial mask.

From the looks of it, it was clear that she had stayed up late to watch TV series until very late.

Qiao Sheng wore headphones, and his fingers tapped on the keyboard intermittently. He seemed to be working, but in fact he was watching short videos on the computer.

As a practitioner in the entertainment industry, and a music producer.

Qiao Sheng felt that his account was going to be useless. He was either repairing cow hooves, washing carpets, or surviving in the wilderness.

Even during the day, he started to push sleep videos to him at night, and he was very melancholy.

He didn't want to sleep at all, but these videos were like hypnosis, making him sleepy all the time.

In order not to fall asleep, his fingers kept pressing the keyboard, and he would stop when he saw a video related to music, and swipe away all the others.

He was an ambitious young man, and he didn't want to fall asleep at work in the morning. If he fell asleep at this time, what would he do at noon?

As he was watching, he suddenly saw Yang Yue holding a guitar and walking to Du Ziteng. After a few words, Du Ziteng started playing the guitar.

Qiao Sheng took off his headphones and walked over curiously.

Du Ziteng was playing a folk song from his album.

His voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, and when he sang, he had a full sense of story.

Qiao Sheng always felt that it was a pity not to sing folk songs with such a voice.

It just so happened that the song "Darkness" also had the attributes of a folk song, so Qiao Sheng simply put a folk song in his album to test the waters.

As a result, half a month has passed since the album was released, and the folk song seemed to have sunk into the sea without causing any waves.

He was very surprised why Du Ziteng kept playing the prelude over and over again.

After playing it a few times, Yang Yue wondered, "It just sounds so good to me, why do netizens praise it so much?"

Qiao Sheng was even more confused, so he simply walked over and asked Yang Yue, "Why did you only let Adu play the prelude?"

Yang Yue saw Qiao Sheng wearing headphones before, and thought he was working, so he didn't disturb him.

At this time, when he saw the songwriter of the song appeared, he immediately raised his phone.

"Look, these netizens say that the prelude of Anhe Bridge is murderous, but I don't feel anything when I listen to it. Isn't it better to find Adu, the original singer, to try it out."

Qiao Sheng took Yang Yue's phone, and it was a video edited by a blogger.

At the beginning of the video, a little boy in neat and clean clothes was lying on a grave with his head in his arms.

The accompanying text explained that the little boy missed his mother and slept on his mother's grave for a long time. What others were afraid to see was what he dreamed of.

The background music was Anhe Bridge.

The barrage was full of shouts to run.

"Everyone, retreat quickly!"

"It's over, it's Anhe Bridge, run!"

"Run! It will be too late if you're late!"

"Why don't you run!"

...

The video continues to play,

What followed was a series of scenes of people who were still alive mourning their loved ones in various ways after their death.

"Oh no, I can't run away."

"My eyes are fine, just a brick got stuck in them."

"I know I can't fantasize, let alone put myself in someone else's shoes, but I still cried like a fool."

"You all know what the prelude is, but why don't you avoid it?"

Du Ziteng was also watching on the side. When he saw a little girl crying and running to her mother because she dreamed of her deceased father in the middle of the night, he couldn't hold it back at all.

He turned around and hugged Du Fei tightly in his arms. Little Du Fei looked puzzled, but when she saw Du Ziteng's tears, she immediately patted his back to comfort him, and buried herself in his arms.

Every scene in the video will be encountered by everyone, it's just a matter of sooner or later, but if that day really comes, how many people can hold it back?

Qiao Sheng is still good. He has no father or mother, and Qin Ma is also in good health.

He quickly turned off the phone and returned it to Yang Yue, just as his nose was starting to sour. If he continued to watch, he would not be able to hold it back.

"You guys, this..." Yang Yue looked at Du Ziteng, who was crying, and Qiao Sheng, who looked sad, and was very puzzled.

"Yang Yue." Qiao Sheng's voice was slightly nasal, "Are all your relatives still alive?"

Yang Yue nodded, and Qiao Sheng thought that it was indeed the case. People who have not experienced these things may find it difficult to even imagine the feeling of separation and death.

Qiao Sheng sighed, and based on the principle of not letting anyone go, he asked Yang Yue to take the video to show Lin Moxue.

Qiao Sheng used his computer to open the music platform and charts. Sure enough, the song Anhe Bridge had quickly soared to the second place on the new song list and the first place on the rising list.

"Darkness" which was originally ranked second was left far behind by it.

Opening Douyin again, searching for the three words "Anhe Bridge" brought out a dense number of related videos.

However, during the National Day holiday, the folk song "Anhe Bridge" suddenly emerged, and with the popularity of short videos, it transformed in an instant.

Under the songs on the music platform, there are listeners attracted from the short video platform.

Under one of the comments with the highest number of likes, there is an emo.

"When I pretended to be sick and asked for leave, my parents pretended to be healthy and worked."

Qiao Sheng thought that the reason why this song did not become popular was that folk songs were not mainstream in this world.

However, some netizens also gave answers to his doubts: "I don't like folk songs. I am just an ordinary person who works from nine to five. I can't empathize with the sadness they sing in their songs."

"But this song actually stabbed me with the knife of family affection, so I am willing to die. I realized that it was not that I didn't like folk songs, but that the previous singers didn't sing to my heart."

Adu's popularity on Douyin changed Qiao Sheng's plan to write songs for him.

For the second album, Qiao Sheng plans to bombard him with folk songs.