Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Causeway Bay, the balcony of the tenement building.

myth----

"The familiar face of the person in the dream, you are the tenderness of my guard; even if the tears drown the world..."

The singing is mellow and loud.

The lyrics are haunting.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the chrysanthemums planted in the pots shivered.

I don't know if it was because of Shi Yufeng's watering too much urea, or other reasons, these chrysanthemums looked sicker and weaker than other chrysanthemums.

Shi Zhijian sniffed and tried not to smell the overflowing urine in the flowerpot. He thought in his heart to remind the old lady not to pour night urine into it in the future, and it would be good to take a few more steps to the toilet below.

Nie Yongqin was originally concentrating on performing the tragic song "Myth", but Mei Mu inadvertently caught a glimpse of Shi Zhijian, who was running, and suddenly full of emotions brewed in her heart, like being punctured by a needle. pissed.

"Have you been listening to me sing this song carefully?" Nie Yongqin stopped the song and asked with a little jealousy.

Shi Zhijian shrank his neck, "I'm sorry, the weather is a little cold today, and I didn't wear too thick, so I couldn't help shivering."

"Since you know it's cold, why don't you wear thicker clothes?" Nie Yongqin looked at Shi Zhijian, wearing only a single shirt, no wonder she shivered while standing on the balcony.

Shi Zhijian glanced at Nie Yongqin.

Nie Yongqin still wears a high-fork cheongsam, paired with glass stockings, showing **** in her charm.

"Who told you to wear a cheongsam? I look like this to match you."

Nie Yongqin chuckled, "It's a ghost! We women are not afraid of freezing, no matter how cold the weather is, this is how we dress!"

"Really? Then I'll go down and put on an extra piece of clothes first! I remember that my sister knitted a very expensive sweater for me last year, but I don't know where it went!" , he has been listening to this **** singing for an hour on this balcony with the cold wind blowing!

"You haven't answered me yet. Is my song good?"

"It sounds good."

"It's not sincere to answer so quickly!"

"That's good-----listen! That's sincere enough!"

"It's not just fake, it's fake!"

"Please miss, I'm freezing to death!"

"Then tell me, do you have any new songs recently?"

Sure enough, asking for too much!

Shi Zhijian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, I only have three songs, "Fascinated by Secrets", "Thousand Thousand Que Songs", and "Myths" have all been learned by you!"

"I don't believe it!" Nie Yongqin looked like a little fan girl, "You are so talented, how could you only have three songs?"

"I didn't write those songs, I copied them. I'm a despicable plagiarist, please let Miss Nie let me go!"

"You're being modest again! You know, being too modest is hypocrisy!"

"I'm not humble, I'm telling the truth!" Shi Zhijian couldn't help laughing and laughing, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the sick chrysanthemums on the stage, and suddenly said: "Since you are so persistent, then I have to show the unique skills at the bottom of the box, but... …”

"Just what?"

"It's just that you have to promise me one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Sign a contract and be an artist of my company!"

"Huh?" Nie Yongqin couldn't help but be stunned.

Shi Zhijian said earnestly: "Don't worry, the so-called contracted artists are not the kind of artists who let you perform on stage, but help our company to shoot commercials, sing songs, and occasionally the company holds a big party. You come on stage and have a song, that's all!"

Nie Yongqin was silent for three seconds, then suddenly raised his head and said, "It depends on whether the bottom of your press box is worth it!"

Shi Zhijian was happy, knowing that Nie Yongqin was the pillar of the dance hall that Xu Sanshao signed with 500,000 yuan, and he could get her done without spending a penny. Sometimes these literary young women are quite cute.

By the way, wouldn't it be better to let her and Zheng Shaoqiu take a class to shoot commercials? !

Thinking of this, Shi Zhijian brewed his emotions, making his emotions full and deep, and after a moment, he sang: "Your tears are weak and hurt, the pale moon bends and hooks the past, and the night is too long to condense into Frost; who is in the attic of icy despair, the rain flicking on the vermilion window..."

That's right, the song that Shi Zhijian sang at the moment was "Chrysanthemum Terrace", which was very popular in the previous life.

Especially looking at the pots of chrysanthemums that were killed by urea, Shi Zhijian's mood was brewing very well. In addition, he was blowing too much wind on the balcony, and his nose was a little uncomfortable, which made his nasal sound more mellow and long.

Nie Yongqin didn't have much hope for Shi Zhijian's "bottom of the box" at first.

But as Shi Zhijian's singing slowly unfolded, a picture of chrysanthemum blooming in the mountains and plains slowly appeared in her mind.

At that moment, Nie Yongqin was shocked, looking at Shi Zhijian madly, feeling more and more that he was so talented and hidden.

At the end, accompanied by the sentence "The north wind is chaotic at night, your shadows are constantly being cut, leaving me alone in pairs on the lake", Shi Zhijian slowly closed his voice, his eyes also took away from the pots of broken flowers and willows, and put them back on Nie Yongqin's pretty face. on his cheek, and then he saw that Nie Yongqin was crying again!

How many times?

Shi Zhijian didn't know that this was the first time Nie Yongqin shed tears, as if she was born with a super keen perception ability, a song or a tune could make her cry.

This kind of girl is called "emotional" if it sounds nice, and "sticky" if it sounds bad.

Shi Zhijian was most afraid of such a woman, and was about to find an excuse to escape, when he heard Hu Juncai shouting: "Mr. Shi, is Mr. Shi at home? Don't you want me to accompany you to see the quick shooter in the literary world? I'm here!"

For the first time, Shi Zhijian felt that Hu Juncai was so cute, so he hurriedly said: "You wait below, I'll go right now!" He turned his head and made a very reluctant expression on his face, "I'm sorry, Miss Nie, I Originally, I really wanted to accompany you here to blow the air and talk about music, but I have something to do, so let me say goodbye!"

After speaking ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Before Nie Yongqin could speak, Shi Zhijian hurriedly found the stairs and slipped away.

Nie Yongqin wanted to stop Shi Zhijian and ask carefully about the story of the song, but saw that Shi Zhijian ran faster than a rabbit.

For the first time, Nie Yongqin had a very strange feeling.

As a famous singer and actress, she has seen many scenes and various tycoons and tycoons. In the past, those men squeezed their scalps to get close to her, but I didn't expect that some people were afraid of her today.

"Am I that scary? Really!" Nie Yongqin couldn't help but look downstairs, just as Shi Zhijian also looked upstairs nervously.

The two looked at each other, and Shi Zhijian ran faster.

Nie Yongqin covered her mouth and chuckled, "If you can run for a while, you won't be able to run forever, one day I will drain you! Well, how many songs does it take to make an album? The minimum is six, and there are already four. , two more songs!"

"Aren't you unwilling to admit that you wrote these songs? When my album is released, even if you don't recognize it!"