They all say I'm a good wife

Just now Qiu Ming finished writing... oh no, after changing this song, Xu Jingrong didn't think much of it after reading it, she was a little dubious.

Because there are not many revisions, the lyrics of the whole song have not been changed at all, and only a few melodies have been changed.

Isn't this a joke?

Can such a simple random change really make the song better?

Xu Jingrong thought about it at the time, and although the last sliver of expectation in her heart disappeared, she felt that Qiu Ming did this to comfort herself, so she still felt very ironic.

"Thank you, Xiaoming."

So, Xu Jingrong said this to Qiu Ming.

She still remembered that the big boy showed a very sunny smile and said, "You're welcome, Sister Jingrong, try singing it."

Then, Xu Jingrong started to hold her own guitar, trying to play and sing according to the revised song.

After singing the first chorus, Xu Jingrong couldn't help but stop, then raised her head in astonishment, and looked at Qiu Ming on the phone.

It was so strange that even though there was only a little change, she felt that this was not the song she originally wrote.

The point is, this modification is obviously very little, but it seems to change the temperament of the whole song.

how did you do that?

Xu Jingrong was a little dazed and couldn't figure it out. The modified musical symbol in front of her was running around in her mind over and over again, which seemed to make her dazed.

Qiu Ming stared at her across the screen, didn't speak, and didn't know what he was looking at. When Xu Jingrong came back to her senses, seeing Qiu Ming's fiery eyes, her face couldn't help getting hot, and she pretended to change the subject and said, "Really?" Strange, the place you changed... seems to be very good!"

"As long as you like it!"

That's what Qiu Ming said at the time.

This made Xu Jingrong's face even hotter, and she was even a little embarrassed to make eye contact with Qiu Ming again.

So, Xu Jingrong lowered her head and played and sang the song from beginning to end...

This time, she was really sure that after the song was edited, it really sounded better, and she couldn't believe it when she heard it.

The strange thing is that even though she only played and sang once, she felt that the melody was already in her mind, and the beautiful melody was particularly easy to remember.

"Xiao Ming, so you really know how to write songs?!"

Holding the guitar, Xu Jingrong couldn't put it down a little bit for this song.

Qiu Ming said: "No, I don't know how to write songs. This is just a modification of your original song, Sister Jingrong."

Xu Jingrong didn't speak, but she knew very well that although the song was only modified a little, after such modification, the song was no longer what she originally wrote.

If the song also talks about temperament, then the temperament of this song has completely changed. The key is that it sounds better, I don’t know how many times.

Xu Jingrong's heart gradually became excited. I don't know if it was because of the fact that Qiu Ming would change the song, or the fact that the song was changed to sound good, or both.

In short, she felt that her depression because of the matter of "not understanding originality" seemed to have calmed down all of a sudden, and she no longer took other messy things seriously.

"Thank you, Xiaoming."

Xu Jingrong said to Qiu Ming very solemnly.

Qiu Ming stared at her blankly again, waved his hand, and said no thanks, and then said that he was going to sleep, so he ended the video call this time.

Xu Jingrong was actually very reluctant to end the call. She was in a very good mood, even a little excited, all because of this song.

After putting down the phone, she kept playing and singing, over and over again. The more she sang, the better she felt the song was. It was really good.

So, she didn't sleep much all night, even if she fell asleep, she couldn't fall asleep, and the melody of the new song was always lingering in her mind.

In the early hours of the morning, she couldn't help getting up from the bed, and sang the song in its entirety to her mobile phone. After recording it, she added the text: "New song, I can't put it down", and posted it on Weibo.

Then, after thinking about it, she posted another Weibo: "Music, Lyrics: Xu Jingrong, Xiao Ming".

After doing all this, she went back to bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, Xu Jingrong's eyes looked bloodshot and extremely tired because of the tossing last night.

"What's the matter? Didn't sleep well?"

Lin Xiaoxiao felt very distressed when she saw Xu Jingrong like this.

She also thought that Xu Jingrong was worried about "not understanding originality", so she quickly comforted her and said, "It's okay, I'm in contact with Yuncheng's manager, and things are getting a bit closer."

"I'm ok."

Xu Jingrong didn't explain, just said something calmly.

Lin Xiaoxiao added: "Yun Cheng's manager made a suggestion, saying that as long as we are willing to cooperate, the matter can be resolved."

Xu Jingrong didn't say anything.

Lin Xiaoxiao explained Qu Hua's idea, basically let Lin Xiaoxiao and Yun Cheng cooperate in acting, probably the script is to quarrel with each other first, and then the two sides understand each other because of their talents, become friends, become close friends, and even have something to do. The double-entry case

Xu Jingrong frowned after listening, and shook her head directly: "I don't need to do this."

Lin Xiaoxiao had anticipated Xu Jingrong's reaction, and was ready to persuade her, so she quickly said: "Jingrong, now is not the time to play tricks, I think we can promise them first, give them a try, and calm things down. How to do it, we can take one step at a time, depending on the situation.”

Xu Jingrong shook her head almost without thinking, "I'd rather quit the music scene than cooperate with them."

When she spoke like this, the figure of that big man inexplicably appeared in her mind, and her tone became more determined: "Sister Xiaoxiao, stop talking, and don't contact them, I will deal with my father by myself. Explained, thank you."

Seeing Xu Jingrong being so stubborn, Lin Xiaoxiao really didn't know what to say, so she could only sigh softly.

Just then-

Wang Yuan, who was going to prepare for departure, walked in with her mobile phone in her hand. As she walked, she asked curiously, "Sister Jingrong, you posted two Weibo posts this morning, didn't you?"

"Yes."

Xu Jingrong nodded.

Wang Yuan said: "Your first Weibo is very popular. It's only been three hours. It has already been read by 10 people, with [-] comments and [-] likes."

After a slight pause, she said again: "It's a video, Sister Jingrong, what did you record?"

Saying yes, she seemed to click on the video on Weibo, and the sound of guitar playing suddenly rang on the phone.

"New song, can't put it down?"

Wang Yuan read the text, and immediately realized that she looked at Xu Jingrong: "Sister Jingrong, did you write a new song?"

Xu Jingrong pursed her lips and said nothing.

Wang Yuan's eyes quickly turned to the second Weibo, and then read out: "Music and lyrics: Xu Jingrong, Xiao Ming... um, Xiao Ming?"

Xu Jingrong pursed her lips again.