at the same time.
It's also an office, but it's a little shabby, and the decoration is more than ten years ago.
Different from Xingyang, this company still had some dim lights on. Several people sat at the conference table, sometimes frowning, and sometimes showing a trace of expectation.
"old…"
"Don't call me the boss." The woman sitting in front of the conference table looked only in her twenties, with no extra heavy makeup on her face, but under the dim light, she looked extraordinarily attractive.
"Speaking of which, this company is the only thing my father left me."
She glanced around, but some bad memories came to her mind.
If it wasn't for me, I'm afraid this company wouldn't have developed so quickly...
"Mr. Wan, has the new boss contacted you?" Someone asked.
The woman's name is Wan Qian, and she seems to be the boss of this long-established company.
But it will soon be gone. This company has been successfully sold, which is also the reason why she is emotional, and it is also the reason why other people present are still gathered here at this moment.
"No." Wan Qian smiled wryly.
Everyone frowned again.
In fact, things like company transfers are not uncommon in this day and age.
But what is strange is that the company has been transferred for nearly half a month, but the new boss has not arrived yet.
This made them a little uneasy, but there was still some expectation in this emotion.
What kind of person is the new boss.
It is to support the company to continue to operate without changing the team.
Sometimes he brought the new team over and eliminated them all without anyone knowing.
Knowing that the new boss has not contacted Wan Qian yet, everyone felt even more disturbed.
They are like commodities, waiting for the owner who bought them to come up and inspect the goods.
No one knows whether to discard it directly or continue to use it.
"Okay, it's so late, everyone go back." Wan Qian sighed and stood up.
The others thought for a while, and had no choice but to turn around and leave.
The company suddenly fell silent.
After everyone left, Wan Qian looked at the company up and down, full of reluctance.
This is where she has stayed since she was a child, and she has a feeling for this place.
It's a pity that everything here no longer belongs to me.
Would it be better if I had promised him back then?
She frowned slightly, and shook her head again, with a little disgust on her face.
At this moment, if someone was here, she might be able to recognize her. Although she was not a top star, she was once very popular.
She dejectedly turned off the lights in the company, her figure was a little lonely.
Looking back, several large characters were clearly visible in front of the company's gate.
Loud Music Company.
After dragging her body back home, Wan Qian slumped on the sofa.
If the company wasn't what it is now, she wouldn't resell the company, after all, it was the only thing her father left her.
Turning on the phone, like other young people, Wan Qian downloaded various short video software in her hand.
But other people are there to pass the time, and the purpose of these software she downloads is not to pass the time, but to find someone.
Wan Qian, as the boss of a music company, has been trying to find a newcomer who can bring her company back to life these years.
And like Douyin, in these short video software, there are many short video bloggers who sing.
Over time, watching short videos is also one of my habits.
Lazily slumped on the sofa, Wan Qian was still frequently scrolling through short videos.
The voices came from the mobile phone, and they were all popular songs on the Internet.
"This expression is too unnatural."
"This beauty is too much!"
Like a nagging girl, Wan Qian occasionally complains about these bloggers.
In fact, she also found some bloggers who are very popular on the short video platform.
But the embarrassing thing is that after the beauty function in the short video is faded, it seems to be a completely different person.
The young puppy has turned into a greasy uncle.
The freckles and pimples left over from staying up all night are all over the face of the school girl.
As for those who sang and hummed in the short video, they have basically gone through a number of revisions.
All emotion, no artifice.
After swiping for a while, Wan Qian threw the phone aside and let out a long sigh.
It's really hard to find a real person on the Internet.
After resting for a while, Wan Qian picked up the phone again.
This time it was not Douyin, but Xiaopozhan.
It is also a video platform, but Xiaopozhan does not focus on short videos like Douyin, but more medium-sized videos, most of which are ten minutes or even an hour long.
The music area here is also a place where Wanqian often visits.
After watching a few videos, suddenly, a video popped up on Wan Qian's homepage.
[Campus confession, Jiangdu University of Finance and Economics, the grass-level male **** sang passionately, and everyone present cried]
The playback volume is not high, but it may also be because the video was posted at night.
Wan Qian clicked in.
At the beginning, thousands of students were filming with their mobile phones, and this video was also shot with a mobile phone, and the definition is not high.
There are chaotic voices all around, but it seems that they are all calling a name, Xiao Yang!
"Is it a campus star?"
Wan Qian frowned.
To be able to have such a reputation in a school, and so many students to follow, it should be those child stars who have been famous since childhood!
However, Wan Qian, who has been in the entertainment circle for many years, has never heard of the name Xiao Yang.
He is still from Jiangdu, so he can be regarded as a fellow villager.
Gradually, the surrounding voices gradually quieted down.
The person who took the video with his mobile phone squeezed into the front row, and the figure on the video gradually became clear.
He is a handsome boy.
But it is also a male god...
Wan Qian shook her head.
Even ghosts and snake gods can be called male gods. Isn't this good looks normal in the entertainment industry?
But it seems that the boy has a good complexion, good spirits, and no makeup.
In this respect, Wan Qian gave her a high praise in her heart.
…
"Lin Qiyue, I like you."
"Actually, I have said this sentence ninety-nine times. This is the hundredth time, and it is also the hundredth time I have confessed to you!"
…
The voice came clearly.
Sweeping around, there was a sea of people, but it was extremely quiet, and the boy's voice was extremely clear.
Wan Qian's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but look at this boy with admiration.
You know, even if it is a smash hit singer, there are very few people who can calm down so many people.
It is not easy to quiet so many people with one sentence.
Looking at the reactions of the people around them, they all seemed to be expecting something.
"The hundredth confession?"
"To be able to confess to a hundred times is also a god-man!"
Wan Qian immediately became interested.
The boy in this video is not ugly, and he has confessed his love a hundred times, so I'm afraid I will be moved by it.
Anyone would admire an infatuated boy. I'm afraid this is the reason why he has such a high reputation in the hearts of the students.
Wan Qian watched the video carefully.
When the boy in the video said that he would sing a love song written by himself, she couldn't help but frowned.
A love song written by myself?
Can you listen to a love song written by a student of the University of Finance and Economics?
As a professional musician, Wan Qian still has high requirements for music.
She knew that some young people were extremely confident, thinking that just writing something would be a song.
But actually.
In the eyes of some professionals, it is nothing more than a pile of garbage.
Some of the music written by internet celebrities is even full of plagiarism, with nothing of their own, and I don’t even know some basic music theory knowledge.
"Just fooling the little girl!"
Wan Qian's interest suddenly dropped, and she just wanted to turn off the video.
Suddenly, the sound of the guitar came to his ears.
Her finger was still on the exit button of the video, and she froze for an instant.
A melodious melody slowly spread to my ears, melodious and simple.
It is obviously a very simple melody, but it is extremely moving.
"No, the arrangement is obviously very simple, but..."
It's not easy!
Wan Qian's face was full of astonishment.
The three chords are repeated back and forth, how can they play such a beautiful melody.
She let go of her hand and pressed the pause button.
Then he looked around quickly, as if he was looking for something.
"Where are my headphones?"
She couldn't wait to finish listening to this song.
But she couldn't bear to listen to this song with such **** mobile phone sound quality, so her face was full of anxiety.
For a professional musician like her.
A good song, played with the sound quality of a mobile phone, that is an insult to the song.
Although she didn't hear the following songs, this melody alone can instantly kill all kinds of popular songs.
Whether a song is good or not depends on the melody alone.
Finally, she put on the earphones, let out a long breath, and clicked the play button.
There is still a simple but melodious melody in my ears.
finally.
In addition to the sound of the guitar, the handsome voice in the video finally resounded in my ears.
"Little Yellow Flower of the Story"
"Floating since birth"
"Childhood Swing"
"Following the memory until now"
…
The sound came into my ears.
With such a simple melody and lyrics, Wanqian's campus, her crush, her once youthful innocence and pure eternity have already appeared in Wanqian's mind.
"Masterwork!"
Wan Qian's face was full of astonishment.
This kind of feeling makes her return to the feeling of her first love, and Xiao Yang in the video is like the young boy who is playing and singing on the guitar to express his love.
Everything is like the green youth in the campus period.
She suddenly felt a little envious of the girl whom he had confessed to a hundred times.
This is the love that many people have envied!
As for the little girl who was fooling around just now?
Cut, who said that, I don't remember at all.
"ReSoSoSiDoSiLaSoLaSiSiSiSiSiLaSiLaSo..."
The voice came.
The water that Wan Qian had just drank spouted out of her mouth.
"What is this?"
"Score?"
"Did you forget the lyrics or do you really not know how to fill in the lyrics?"
How could someone sing the score as lyrics!
The corners of her mouth twitched, but her eyes opened wider and wider.
No!
This sheet music is sung well!
This is true!
Sentimental campus, hazy love!
Forgot words?
No, this is in line with the artistic conception!
She continued to listen.
"Blowing the prelude and looking at the sky"
"I remember the petals trying to fall"
"The day I skipped class for you"
"The Day the Blossoms Fall"
"The room in the classroom"
"Why can't I see"
"The Rainy Day That Disappeared"
"I really want to shower again"
…
The image of the boy in the video secretly skipping class to confess his love suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Confession a hundred times!"
"Every time I skip class to confess my love, on rainy days, from dawn to dusk!"
Looking at the boy's face, it was already covered with tears.
nice!
sounds amazing!
And Wan Qian can be regarded as an extremely emotional person, and for a while, her eyes turned red.
So infatuated!
Who doesn't love such an infatuated boy?
God!
She swallowed, and continued listening.
a few minutes.
Wan Qian felt that she had been immersed in Xiao Yang's ocean of young love.
There was only that boy in her mind.
What kind of girl is worthy of such a desperate confession from a boy!
envious!
Then listened.
From confession to being sought after by thousands of people.
There is also the last song, the unspeakable secret!
Fengshen!
Invincible!
Wan Qian thought to herself, she couldn't wait any longer.
She must go to the University of Finance and Economics to find this boy!
He must be able to save the now lonely noisy music company!
…
early morning.
Xiao Yang woke up.
Next to Jiang Yan who was sleeping soundly, Xiao Yang stretched out his hand and squeezed her little head.
The latter lifted his hand away, pouted a little dissatisfied.
Xiao Yang chuckled, picked up his phone and sent Lin Qiyue good morning.
This is already a daily routine.
Lin Qiyue replied very quickly.
The two chatted for a while, and Lin Qiyue made a stomachache expression.
"Wait!"
Xiao Yang got up straight away, but he was not as sluggish as when he woke up in the morning. Although he fought Jiang Yan a little late last night, he was still in good spirits.
How about being young!
Xiao Yang stretched himself.
At this moment, he still has to make breakfast for Jiang Yan, and then cook some meals, including the brown sugar **** water that he drinks when he suffers from dysmenorrhea.
After breakfast was ready, Xiao Yang went back to the room directly, and slapped Jiang Yan on the buttocks to Jiang Yan who was only wearing a pajamas.
"Wake up!"
"No, let me sleep again!" Jiang Yan bit her red lips pretending to be wronged.
"Get up, didn't you say that you will go back to school to practice tennis in a while?"
"Hey, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I'm the captain of the tennis team, it's okay if I'm late for a while~" Jiang Yan buried herself with a pillow.
At this moment, a doorbell rang at the door downstairs.
"Hurry up!" Xiao Yang rubbed Jiang Yan's **** with his hands, and after taking advantage of it, he went downstairs and opened the door.
"Hello, is this Jiang Yan? I have your courier."
"Do you think I'm the one with this name?" Xiao Yang rolled his eyes at the other party, and took the courier from the other party's hand with his backhand: "Jiang Yan is my girlfriend, give it to me!"
After putting away the things, Xiao Yang looked at the express delivery with doubts on his face.
What kind of courier can deliver it early in the morning.
Go back to the room again.
"Your delivery!"
"What is so tightly packed!" Xiao Yang glanced at it.