After offending capital, my songs became more and more popular.

Chapter 59 Looks familiar
"So this thing... can just be left here?"

On the balcony, the sea breeze, carrying a damp smell, blew in gusts, making Shen Ming'en's hair look like a frizzy mess. He was holding a transparent glass bottle filled with a layer of white pebbles. Garlic-shaped daffodils were placed on the pebbles, and the water just covered the pebbles up to the roots of the daffodils.

He did this according to the method for growing daffodils on the card, but he didn't know if it was done correctly. Shen Ming'en had never grown flowers before.

Shen Ming'en placed the glass bottle in a sunny corner, took out his phone, snapped a picture, and flashed a mischievous gardenia-like smile: "Grow up and bloom quickly..."

Back in his room, Shen Ming'en sent the photos to Yao Shuli, but she didn't reply for a long time, probably because she was busy.

Shen Ming'en didn't think much of it, tidied up his things, and swept away the express delivery boxes and other trash...

While taking out the trash, I noticed that Yao Shuli's assistant, Luo Luo, was pulling Hua Zichen, one of the show's guests and a talented music creator, asking him to help Yao Shuli with her next piece.

Mainland singers generally don't understand Cantonese very well, so this episode's guests mostly relied on "outside help." Hua Zichen was busy with work and found it troublesome, so he originally wanted to decline. Just then, he saw Shen Ming'en and pointed at him, saying to Luo Luo:
"Why don't you go find him? Isn't he on good terms with Yao Shuli?"

"He... can't even protect himself, can he?" Luo Luo pouted and said bluntly, "Besides, even if he dares to write it, we wouldn't dare to use it."

She wasn't actually looking down on them; she mainly knew that mainland singers were completely unfamiliar with Cantonese. Rather than asking these singers for help, she was asking for their "outside help."

Shen Ming'en has no outside help, and even if you ask him to write it, he might not be able to write it well. Even if he did write it well, given his current relationship with those behind-the-scenes capital, Yao Shuli might dare to use him, but Yao Shuli's team certainly wouldn't dare to let her use him.

Hua Zichen scoffed upon hearing this, and was about to say something when he suddenly felt like he was being pricked by thorns...

Turning around, they saw that Shen Ming'en had returned from throwing out the trash and was standing behind them, watching them.

"cough……"

It's embarrassing to be caught talking badly about someone behind their back. Hua Zichen coughed lightly, pretending nothing had happened, then turned and ran away, disappearing faster than a traitor.

As for Yao Shuli's assistant, Luo Luo, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground...

Shen Ming'en was too lazy to argue with her, so he walked over and said, "Send me Yao Shuli's schedule for today on my phone, and I won't hold your backing against you."

Finished talking and left.

"Cut~"

Luo Luo pouted. She hadn't really wanted to send it to Shen Ming'en, since no one on their team wanted Yao Shuli to get close to him...

However, considering Shen Mingen's fearless and cockroach-like personality, as well as the current attitude of the production team towards him, after thinking for a moment, he finally had no choice but to lower his head and lean on the limp stool.

Back in his room, Shen Ming'en received a message from Luo Luo. Yao Shuli's schedule showed that she had two performances in Chongqing in the next two days, and was also recording a new album in a nearby recording studio. She was busy with work during the day and went to the hospital for IV drips at night. Her schedule was basically full.

"rumble……"

The darkness outside the window grew even more terrifying, accompanied by occasional rumbles of thunder, making it feel like it was about to rain.

Despite this, Shen Ming'en still managed to pack his things in about ten minutes, buy the nearest plane ticket, take a taxi to the airport, and fly to Chongqing.

In this era of such convenient transportation, if you have the time and money, what's so difficult about just taking a trip whenever you want?

If you want to go, then go!

Nothing is stopping you except money; it's not the weather or the convenience of transportation, it's just whether your own feet are willing to step out of this door.

……

"Number ninety-one, begin stitching!"

In the infusion hall of a hospital in Chongqing, Yao Shuli, half-asleep, was awakened by her assistant calling for the nurse to remove the needle. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she felt suffocated by her mask, yet she couldn't bring herself to take it off. Her mood after waking up wasn't great; the thought of having to take a car back to the hotel later made her weary. Leaving the hospital, a small noodle shop on the roadside caught Yao Shuli's eye. The clerk was serving a bowl of noodles topped with peas, minced meat, and other spicy sauces. The pungent aroma made Yao Shuli stop and glance at it.

"Would you like something to eat?" the assistant asked Yao Shuli while carrying her bag.

"I'm not eating anymore," Yao Shuli waved her hand disappointedly, "I don't have much of an appetite."

It's not that she has no appetite, it's that she has no appetite for what her assistant wants her to eat. She wouldn't ask for a bowl of noodles either, because the team would definitely disagree.

They're used to being tough.

It's worth mentioning that on the way back, the assistant kept nagging that Yao Shuli couldn't not eat, that she had to follow the diet plan given by the nutritionist no matter what, and that she would buy her a vegetable salad when they got back, and that she would make an exception and give her a carrot bun tonight...

Yao Shuli: “(￢_￢) peek”

Vegetable salad, vegetable salad, it's all vegetable salad all day long, I'm practically turning into a rabbit from eating so much!
Passing by a vegetable pancake stall along the way, Yao Shuli couldn't help but recall the taste of chive pancakes...

As if she had thought of this, she took out her phone from her pocket and glanced at it. Sure enough, she found a picture of the garlic that Shen Mingen had sent her in her unread messages.

After a gloomy day, Yao Shuli's mood unusually cleared up, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. She clicked her fingers, edited a message, and was about to send it when her assistant said they had arrived at their destination and she needed to get out of the car.

She had no choice but to lock her phone and put it in her pocket. That's just how she is; she's always so busy that she rarely has time to look at her phone...

It's not that she doesn't want to reply to Shen Mingen's messages, but it's not like the messages were just sent. She's already back at the hotel, so it's hard to reply now. If Shen Mingen replies to her quickly, she'll have to ignore him again. So she decided to just reply when she gets back.

Anyway, I won't see him...

The hotel was located very close to the recording studio. Chongqing, known as a 3D city, is full of skyscrapers. Her hotel was on the 30th floor, and the view from the room was great, day or night. Unfortunately, she had no desire to appreciate the view at all. Her body was telling her to lie down and rest as soon as she got back, and not want to move an inch.

The traffic jams in Chongqing are notorious. The drop-off point was a short distance from the hotel entrance. It wasn't that the driver was unwilling to drive further in, but it would probably take at least twenty minutes to get to the hotel entrance. Therefore, Yao Shuli and her assistant had no choice but to walk to the hotel after getting out of the car.

This short distance passes through a small square. It was a little past seven in the evening, not exactly late, so there were quite a few people there, and occasionally there were street singers carrying speakers and microphones.

As I passed by, bursts of singing reached my ears:

……

"The apartment you live in, in that alley, is one I rented."

"In order to meet you unexpectedly..."

……

It was a very unique song. I don't know if it was because I hadn't heard it before, or because I thought it sounded good, but my assistant was drawn to it.

It is worth mentioning that Yao Shuli also stopped at the same time and stared wide-eyed at the person singing.

The assistant might have stopped because she thought the song was nice or because she hadn't heard it before, but she...

I just felt that the singing voice sounded familiar!

Looking around, the singer, from his figure to his appearance, seemed somewhat...

Looks familiar!
……

(End of this chapter)