Perfect Life

Liao Liao woke up early the next morning. She turned to see that Qi Jie was still sleeping soundly on the bed next to her, so she got up and washed herself. But while brushing her teeth, she felt something was wrong. It was not even seven o'clock, but there was a steady ticking noise outside. After brushing her teeth, she opened the curtains and saw that it was raining outside.

It's not raining lightly, it's pattering.

There are several tall plane trees in the yard behind the hotel. The rain hits up and then slides down, tick tock, exactly the movement she heard just now.

The sky was a little foggy. In a small alley behind the hotel, people walked by with umbrellas from time to time.

She opened the window and reached out.

The rain was a little cold, the air was unusually humid, and the temperature was not too low.

Looking back at Qi Jie, who was still sleeping peacefully and sweetly, she pushed the window back a bit, leaving only a palm-width gap. Then she didn't wear a bra, she just turned around to find a vest to put on, and put the room in the room. Move the chair to the window, sit down by yourself, and quietly watch the rain, plane trees, alleys, pedestrians, and umbrellas outside the window.

The room is very quiet, only the air outlet of the air conditioner is blowing air, and there is Qi Jie's extremely subtle breathing, and it is very quiet outside the window, only the rain keeps falling and hits the leaves. fall on the ground.

There is no car noise, no human voice.

Liao Liao was sitting in these two completely different silences.

For her, this is a rare moment.

She is not stupid, she understands how reckless and how desperate it is to come out to make a date this time.

She also understood very well that although Mr. Cao Zhan had already promised to give a song, it was considered that her trip was not in vain, but she still had no hope for the next journey.

Even though Cao Zhan promised to give him a song, he still had to decide whether his song would suit his own taste and whether he would use it in the end.

So, what if you still can't get the song after finishing the next few places?

In other words, apart from Cao Zhan, even if I got one or two more songs, but I didn't like it, what should I do?

Of course, the album is definitely going to be released. It is absolutely impossible for me to let go of such a rare opportunity. However, if there are no better works to join, just based on the five songs that have been selected and recorded... She knows that it may not be a problem to achieve an ordinary result, such as selling a gold record, but if you want to do more Well, almost impossible.

As for what Huang Wenjuan thought, those five songs alone are enough to drive an entire album, which is even more foolish.

In Liao Liao's view, the five songs that have been recorded can only be driven by the category - if there are two or three songs, or even only one song that is good enough, fans will like it when they listen to it. , will be willing to buy the album and take it home, then, the songs that have been recorded can probably be done so that fans will not be disappointed with the remaining songs after listening to the masterpiece, but if they hope They're here to drive sales - they're not good enough!

To put it simply, if Liao Liao just wants to release a record quickly, and then sell a decent result, or even borrow this album to squeeze into the circle of second-rate singers, and then take advantage of the heat to seize the time to make money, then she is currently The resources I have mastered here are enough, really enough.

However, if she wants to become an instant hit, or even if she fails to become popular, she starts to have her own style, her own masterpiece, or even her own **** fans...

She still needs at least one fine song!

But at present, it seems that she is really hard to find.

The rain was pattering outside the window. She looked at the gray sky and sighed unconsciously.

"Why sigh?"

When Liao Liao heard the words, he turned his head suddenly, "Sigh? Is there any?"

Qi Jie seemed to have woken up long ago. She was leaning against the bed with the quilt and looking at her.

This is a very beautiful picture: Qi Jie's face still has a tinge of red that has just woken up from a good dream, and her eyes are slightly squinted, but her beautiful face and delicate facial features are more and more beautiful and dreamlike. Her long, waterfall-like black and straight hair was draped in disorder on her chest, the delicate perm curls at the ends were slightly tilted, the quilt was only piled up to her chest, and a large piece of snow-white skin was exposed. The hair and the light purple curls complement each other.

"Is it raining heavily? Where do you want to go to play today?" she asked.

"It's not too big, but it should have started in the middle of the night... I won't go out today, I will rest in the room for a day." Liao Liao said.

"Alright." Qi Jie nodded, then stretched out and lifted the quilt to get up.

Inadvertently, Liao Liao caught a glimpse of the Walkman next to her pillow.

"Hey, by the way, I wanted to ask you last night, what did you listen to? I opened it and saw that the tape was a blank tape? What did you record yourself?"

Qi Jie nodded, "Well, I recorded it myself."

Speaking of this, the sleepiness on her face gradually disappeared, and she suddenly became interested. She had already wanted to wash up, but she sat back on the bed, picked up the tape recorder, shook it at Liao Liao, and said, "Remember when I hit The phone asked if you couldn't find the song on the Internet? Later I found out that the person who sang upstairs was actually a student in my class! It's my student! And you know what? He said he sang He wrote those songs by himself... I was stunned at the time!"

Liao Liao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh, "Yo, so, there's a little talent in your class? Ha!"

"Of course!" Qi Jie was very excited and greeted her, "Hey, come here, come here, come and listen, he sings really well, and I also think the songs he wrote are super good! "

Liao Liao waved his hand, "Forget it! How long did you teach in high school... By the way, the second year of high school, right? I'm really not interested in what a little kid in the second year of high school wrote..."

After a pause, she added: "It's your baby, you should be careful, the lethal power of such a boy who writes songs by himself in high school... is simply infinite! Don't accidentally drop it. Inside!"

"Shut up!"

Qi Jie greeted her again, "Why don't you just listen to a passage?"

Liao Liao shook his head and smiled, then turned his head to look out the window.

I don't know if it's because of the rain. She's in a really bad mood today.

Qi Jie put down the tape recorder helplessly and disappointedly, got up and went to wash.

At this time, Liao Liao suddenly asked, "By the way, baby, have you obtained their approval for recording other people's songs?"

"Ah?" Qi Jie was washing her face, but couldn't hear clearly. She closed the water pipe and probed out to look at her. Liao Liao had to repeat the words again. Qi Jie was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "What's wrong? Bar?"

Liao Liao touched his nose, turned around and closed the window, walking over and said, "It's not just bad! A big taboo in the industry!"

Qi Jie nodded with an ignorant look on her face. After thinking about it for a while, she smiled again and said, "It's alright, I'll listen to myself! No, you don't even want to listen to it!" , go back and wash your face again.

She had just finished packing when someone knocked on the door.

Qi Jie got dressed, Liao Liao went to open the door.

It was Huang Wenjuan who came, and she was carrying several bags of food in her hand.

"This is fried dough sticks, this is soy milk, and I also bought a piece of millet porridge. Whoever likes it can drink it. By the way, I also bought a basket of xiaolongbao!" She put the things down and smiled at Qi Jie. , asked Liao Liao, "Sister, are we going out today?"

Qi Jie praised so much there, and said to Liao Liao: "I said, is Juanzi usually abused by you? It's too conscientious, and it's raining, so I'll go out for you in the morning. Buy breakfast!"

Liao Liao ignored them, and since he left the door and returned, he began to look for and put on clothes slowly.

Slowly, the room became quiet.

She first took off her vest and put on her bra, then opened the suitcase to find a T-shirt to put on, and put on jeans, socks, shoes...all of which were all packed up. Seeing that everyone was stunned, she reluctantly He smiled, sat down beside the bed, and said, "Eat all of you! Why are you looking at me?"

Qi Jie looked at her, "Hey, what's wrong with you? I just thought you were wrong!"

Huang Wenjuan looked at Liao Liao and Qi Jie again. There was something she wanted to say, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Actually, Sister Liao Liao occasionally transforms into a young literary woman." She said in her heart.

Liao Liao picked up the soy milk and inserted a straw to drink it first, then picked up a xiaolongbao, took a careful bite, chewed it slowly for a while, and swallowed it.

Then, she looked up at Huang Wenjuan, then turned to look at Qi Jie, and asked, "Juanzi, Xiaojie, do you think it's a bit too whimsical for me to come out this time?"

Qi Jie was stunned for a moment, "Why do you ask this? It's a little...not like you!"

Huang Wenjuan also quickly explained, "Sister, in fact, you are mainly, mainly... too impatient!"

Liao Liao turned to look at her, Huang Wenjuan saw that she did not intend to be furious, and continued: "I know you are not satisfied with the current song selection of the album, but, where are those classic songs so easy to get?" The sentence is not good, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com is the four big names in our company. Isn't that also a slow rise of albums? Their first albums, the sales are also average, They have been saving for several years, and they have gained a bit of fame and status, and then it's slowly their turn to get some good songs... Uh, I'm talking nonsense, don't be angry if you say something wrong!"

Liao Liao smiled, "Okay, you still understand this? It's alright, go on."

So Huang Wenjuan said, "You always want to eat one bite and become a big fat man, that's not realistic!"

Liao Liao nodded, was silent for a moment, put the half of the Xiaolongbao on the chopsticks into his mouth, and chewed.

Huang Wenjuan turned her head to look at Qi Jie, and there was some inquiry in her eyes.

Qi Jie shook her head at her, indicating that it was all right.

Then, she greeted Huang Wenjuan, "Come on, Juanzi, take a seat, let's eat!"

When Huang Wenjuan sat down, she had an idea, brought the tape recorder over and handed it to Huang Wenjuan, "Come on, listen to this."

In the end, before Huang Wenjuan could reach out to pick it up, Liao Liaoxian smiled, pointed his chopsticks at Qi Jie, reached out and took the tape recorder, and said, "I told you, why do you want others to listen?"

While speaking, she put down her chopsticks, put the earphones in her ears, and said with a smile, "I'm so ugly, I'll give the Divine Comedy in your mind to be worthless later!"

After speaking, she saw that Qi Jie was only smiling, so she reached out and pressed the play button, then picked up the chopsticks to pick up the fried dough sticks. But soon, her chopsticks stopped in mid-air.