The fake daughter was not exposed today

She tried many styles, but just couldn't find the same vibe as Jiang Yilan. By the end of her writing, she no longer sought to be similar in style, but only hoped that the layman wouldn't be able to understand it.

"Honestly, none of what you wrote is good." Sheng Lu's expression grew uglier as he flipped through the pages. "It's not in her style, and the last few aren't even good enough to be a catchy song..."

"I've tried my best, but no matter how I write, I can't achieve her light and warm feeling." Jiang Fu was in an upset mood.

"A true genius writing a song isn't like writing an essay for an exam. Using a template will only restrict your ideas." Sheng Lu handed the sheet music back to her. "The original purpose of creating music is to express the composer's emotions. If you don't even know what you want to say, your writing will naturally be a mess."

Jiang Fu silently flipped through the latest page of the notebook and was not in a hurry to write.

To be honest, Sheng Lu was right. She really didn't understand Jiang Yilan, and she didn't know what themes she was trying to express in writing these songs.

"Let's eat something first. The berry tarts here are delicious." Sheng Lu pushed the dessert in front of her.

Jiang Fu stared at the white chocolate and raspberries decorating the berry tart in a trance.

She could vaguely recall a few scenes.

In a room surrounded by ice, there was a little girl who looked very similar to her, with slightly messy hair and eyes full of fear.

"It's okay, you're okay now."

There was no light in the girl's eyes.

After a long time, she seemed to realize something, and tears fell drop by drop like a faucet that was not tightened.

Hugs and comforts didn't work.

Jiang Fu had no idea when that happened. Her memory was very confused at that time and she still couldn't figure it out.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Lu looked at the person in front of him staring at the berry tart in a daze.

After a long while, Jiang Fu came to his senses and picked up the fork.

The girl ate very elegantly but very quickly. In less than five minutes, only some dessert crumbs were left on the plate.

Putting down the fork, Jiang Fu picked up the pen and began to write a song.

In five minutes, she finished writing the last note and pushed the notebook in front of Sheng Lu, full of confidence.

"Excellent, how did you write it?" Sheng Lu praised without reservation.

Jiang Fu admitted, "When I was writing, I didn't think about the style at all. I was just thinking about how I should express my feelings for her."

After recalling her past with Jiang Yilan, she felt she should do something for the poor child who had lost both her parents. She wanted to write a song as sweet as a berry tart to soothe the girl's troubled heart.

Then, the homework she had done these days seemed to come naturally and she completed it in one go.

Sheng Lu stared at those eyes. The owner of those eyes had a clear gaze. The moment they looked into each other's eyes, she could feel that everything about herself would be embraced to the utmost extent.

Maybe if Jiang Yilan had known her earlier, things would have been different...

The ringing of the phone interrupted her thoughts. Sheng Zhou's voice sounded a little panicked. "Sister, why didn't you tell me she was going to study here?"

Since he was a child, the two women he feared the most were his own sister and that little devil.

"It's not a big deal, why are you so afraid of her?" Sheng Lu was puzzled.

Shengzhou's scalp tingled.

"Forget it, you don't understand."

That crazy girl always calls Sheng Lu "sister" whenever she sees him, and her voice is so sweet. It would be a miracle if Sheng Lu could discover her true face.

He had actually been hit unconscious by that crazy girl, and now he still felt scared when he thought about being ridden and beaten by a little girl who was much shorter than him.

"The person he's talking about is scary?" Jiang Fu was curious.

"My third uncle's family situation is a bit complicated. Sheng Zhou, that silly old brother, doesn't understand the situation and always rubs salt into the girl's wounds. He's been beaten a few times and has left a deep psychological trauma." Sheng Lu sighed, "It's not easy for her to have a father like my third uncle."

"That's it." Jiang Fu roughly understood.

Every family has its cupboard.

She glanced out the glass window and noticed someone.

The man dressed as a photographer seemed to have been wandering around this street for a long time.

Watching her? Why...

Ke Zheng, observing from a distance, was lost in thought.

Logically speaking, if Jiang Yilan was truly a reserved young lady, she wouldn't be able to eat so voraciously...

"Could it be that she is actually a huge foodie who pretends to be elegant and generous on the surface but can't control her appetite behind the scenes?" Ke Zheng silently made a note on his phone's memo.

Little did he know that Jiang Fu had already noticed his movements.

The afternoon tea party ended quickly and Jiang Fu took the subway back alone.

The young man who followed her also got on the last subway car and peeked out from the crowd.

"Stalker?" Jiang Fu narrowed his eyes.

Let’s observe this person’s purpose first.

The next morning, she returned to the crew.

The cat jar incident brought a surge of attention to the crew, and Fu Chengbin even secured several more investments. However, most of the scenes had already been filmed, and the next major step was editing and post-production.

"Uncle Fu, this is a song I wrote." Jiang Fu handed over the notebook.

Fu Chengbin took the music sheet and thought, "I've thought about it. Now that we have more investment, why don't we hire a great arranger... and a couple of post-production people to make the special effects look better."

He thought about it again and slapped his head, "Go talk to that little student who draws, and we'll customize a few more Q-version emoticon packs based on the previous character design."

Jiang Fu looked at his messy plan and cast his gaze towards Gui Gui beside him, "Control him, this prodigal master."

Gui Gui gestured, "He's negotiated an investment. The seven zeros on the end are enough for us to buy 800 marketing accounts for three months. Just let him spend it."

"Forget it, let him be." Jiang Fu also gave up persuading him.

If they can polish up their meager production a bit, then so be it. If they can finish editing and producing it soon, it will probably be released in time for the summer vacation.

"Actually, this money was originally intended for publicity, but because of you, our crew's exposure has increased a lot, so the money used to hire internet trolls can be diverted to these small matters." Fu Chengbin explained, taking out his cell phone to show her.

Under the iM of the "Love Bell" crew, many netizens left messages and expressed their concern. Of course, most of them actually had other intentions.

[Since Sister Yilan is the assistant director, I'll pay a little attention to her.]

[I just read the original novel, it's a very ordinary CEO novel. I'm curious what the original author would do if he took the reins.]

The hot search popped up again.

Singer Li Ying participates in the production of "Stars"

Fu Chengbin's expression suddenly became serious. "Why don't we save some money?"

Li Ying is a pillar of the music industry with numerous pension insurances. She has solid singing skills, is low-key, and is very popular with the public.

Judging from the situation, the summer vacation schedule will probably clash with "All the Stars", a top-tier show with half of the big names in the entertainment industry joining in. Any supporting role there can boost popularity. He suddenly began to feel a little unconfident.