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On the second day, Xi Wen came out from Feng's house and dealt with it all day, he was really bored, so he called Shen Qingye to ask Shen Qingye to come out.

Shen Qingye's cell phone was on silent in the recording studio and he didn't receive it. Xi Wen couldn't find anyone after several calls, so he called Liu Feng.Liu Feng told him the location, and he simply drove there and waited outside the door while playing with his mobile phone.

Shen Qingye was surprised to see him, Xi Wen greeted the production team, and then directly took him to the restaurant he had booked.

On the way, Xi Wen casually asked Shen Qingye about the concept of this album. The album is divided into two parts, one is the classical music piano performance, and the other is the works of contemporary composers.Shen Qingye didn't say much, but after chatting with Liu Feng just now, Xi Wen knew that he attached great importance to this album, and the selection of each song was carefully considered.

Liu Feng was saying that the budget was too tight. Due to the limited funds, the sound effect of the recording studio they chose was quite mediocre. Even the live performance in the concert hall was not as good as it was. Shen Qingye didn't like the piano provided by the recording studio. , I have to ask outside for rent, just sit still, and the money is spent every day like running water.He didn't have the money to hire a professional producer, and Shen Qingye was a novice, he didn't know anything, so he had to do everything by himself.

Xi Wen also knew what Liu Feng was implying, but he didn't agree easily, he just passed by laughing.

The Chinese-style restaurant where you sit is very private, with independent boxes and a VIP reservation system. It didn't take long to sit down, and the person who made the appointment arrived, and Xi Wen introduced it to both parties.The person he introduced to Shen Qingye had once won the Grammy Classical Music Producer of the Year Award. He was professional, proud, American, and spoke Chinese very well, and asked sharp and direct questions.Xi Wen listened to some recordings of Shen Qingye's performances for him in advance, and he was quite interested, so he agreed to meet him.

After some communication, he still put on airs and said that he needed to think about it again. After all, more than half of the process had already been carried out, and he changed hands midway, fearing that the cooperation would not be good and the quality would not be guaranteed.Afterwards, he gave some suggestions on the album's song selection, overall style, and creative concept, all of which hit the nail on the head and weighed heavily.In the middle of the meal, they said that they had something to do and needed to go first, and then negotiated on whether they would cooperate or not.The two said goodbye to him cheerfully.

After the Americans left, Xi Wen took a sip of tea, "This man hasn't been in China for a long time, but he's a quick learner and doesn't say what he wants."

Shen Qingye sat back, suppressed his smile, and said lightly, "There's no need to invite him, I can just continue doing it myself."

Xi Wen raised his eyebrows, "Just now I saw that you had a good conversation, and I thought you liked it."

Shen Qingye said, "He is indeed very professional, and his suggestions are all to the point. You can learn more by talking for a while. Of course, let him talk more."

Xi Wen chuckled, "Since you think it's good too, then invite him."

Shen Qingye frowned slightly, "It's really not necessary."

"Why don't you use it? You concentrate on training. Liu Feng has a lot of things to do, so he doesn't care much about you. In addition to focusing on quality, you also have to take care of various processes. You, you'll take it easy."

"It's not that his ideas are bad, but more than half of the album has been made, and it's unrealistic to overthrow it now. The selections of contemporary composers are mainly Chinese. I want to promote some oriental interpretation styles, Eastern and Western concepts. It's not the same, I'm afraid there will be disputes in the future." Shen Qingye explained.

"Use his name, overseas sales will be better. If he argues with you, don't bother him. After all, it's your album, so you can do whatever you want." Xi Wen sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, the foreigner I don't know how to appreciate it, and I can't eat some bones that spit out thorns, and the whole plate is hardly touched.

"You don't need to do this, I can't accept it."

"You think too much, and I didn't ask you to do anything. This is what I am willing to do."

Shen Qingye sneered, "You've misunderstood, I'm not saying I appreciate you throwing money into it, what I mean is that his face makes me sick. I don't want things related to you to dangle in front of my eyes every day."

Xi Wen's face froze, his chopsticks stopped, and he said reluctantly, "Mr. Shen, you don't have to be so repulsive, anyway, I helped you anyway."

"That's not bad, just taking advantage of others' danger," Shen Qingye pressed his elbows on the yellow rosewood table, "How long do you plan to entangle?"

Xi Wen poked the cabbage in the bowl, "Look, the deal hasn't been completed yet, I can't just leave at a loss like this."

"Yesterday was something you didn't want to do, and I didn't say anything."

"That's your problem too, you didn't satisfy the patron, don't you know that the customer is always God?"

"God wouldn't be such a rascal."

"That's not necessarily the case, God knows how to roll dice." Xi Wen put down his chopsticks, quickly tapped his phone twice, "Liu Feng will sign the contract on your behalf, and you owe me another debt."

Shen Qingye sneered, "You raise the cost so high that the owner loses money, is this how you help Du Xia do business?"

"Investment is always risky. It's normal to win and lose." Xi Wen squinted and smiled, "Do you know how many people are asking for this opportunity to make a perfect album of their own? At least I am I'm helping you realize your dream. Where did you suffer?"

Shen Qingye tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes seemed to be ice-cold, "What you said is quite grandiose, and those who don't know think you are a philanthropist."

"If you really feel ashamed and embarrassed, just give me a kiss. If you kiss me well, I'll earn some interest." Xi Wen squinted his eyes, giggling, his eyes were sincere, and he didn't mean to be joking at all.

Shen Qingye put down the sleeves that were rolled up during the meal before, and buttoned the cuff buttons, "I'll give you another chance, if you regret going to the hotel now, I can accompany you, and what I promised will not be voided."

"That's so generous, it's tempting to hear." Xi Wen sniffled, "Do you think you would agree to this condition if it was not proposed by me but by someone else?"

"You think you are special?" Shen Qingye raised his eyebrows.

Xi Wen said in a hoarse voice, "At least no one will be as patient as I am with you."

Shen Qingye took his coat from the back of the chair and stood up, "If you're okay, I'll leave first."

"Where are you going? Shall I take you?"

"No need." Shen Qingye refused cleanly.

But Xi Wen never listened honestly, Shen Qingye walked for a while, went to a cake shop to pick up cakes, Xi Wen didn't pick up the car, followed behind him, the two took the bus again, Xi Wen had no change or card , Shen Qingye had to help him swipe the card.

Sitting in the back row of the bus, Xi Wen felt a little strange, "Isn't your birthday still here?"

Shen Qingye looked sideways out of the window, "Yes."

"It's not the way home or going to the hospital either."

Shen Qingye turned his head, "You don't know where to go, what are you following?"

Recently, he always speaks with guns and sticks, full of gunpowder, Xi Wen doesn't like his attitude, it seems that since he did something wrong, their relationship has become weird and distorted, and step by step it has become more and more serious. It's getting worse.

Xi Wen lowered his face and stopped talking.He stared at the empty blue plastic chair in front of him. The armrests shook with the bumps of the vehicle. The air was filled with the pungent diesel and the sweat left by the crowd. He was not used to this mixed smell. A little headache.

The bus drove for a long time, passed several platforms, the doors opened and closed, and the journey became more and more remote, Shen Qingye didn't intend to get off the bus.The road was bumpy, bumpy and swaying all the way, the cabin was stuffy and airless, and the smell that seemed to be stuffy and rancid was lingering.Xi Wen leaned on the car seat, closed his eyes, felt chest tightness and nausea, his temples throbbed wildly, and his body swayed like he was on a boat.

Before he was about to vomit, he suddenly felt a gust of cool wind, he opened his eyes, and found that Shen Qingye had opened the window, and fresh air poured in, soothing the peculiar smell that filled the tip of his nose.

He moved a little on the chair, resting his forehead on Shen Qingye's shoulder, Shen Qingye stiffened, but did not push him away.He sniffed hard, the scent of rosin that Shen Qingye carried all year round greatly relieved his discomfort, and his voice was vague, "Where are you going, I'm disgusted."

The air was quiet for a while, when Xi Wen closed his eyes and almost fell asleep in a daze, Shen Qingye said, "There are still two stops."

When he arrived at the site, he got off the bus twice.

This is a school site, and it is now the school holiday time. The outside of the school gate is empty, and the few small shops along the street are also deserted. people clean.

Shen Qingye carried the cake and walked into a community next to the school familiarly. The old tube building looked like a staff dormitory.

Xi Wen followed closely behind him.

Before going upstairs, Shen Qingye stopped, turned his head to look at Xi Wen, the broken light bulb in the corridor flashed a dim yellow light, "If you want to follow me up, don't say anything, Teacher Xiao is old and not in good health. Great, Xijing."

Xi Wen blinked and nodded to express his cuteness.

The two walked up five floors. The stairs were steep and dark. The lights on the back floors were all broken. They were very careful when going up the steps.

Before reaching the door, he heard a piano melody, Xi Wen guessed it was Shen Qingye's former piano teacher.

An iron door, with bundles of dry wormwood inserted in the gap, and the faded blessing character was pasted upside down on the dark wooden door, blocking the cat's eye on the door.

Shen Qingye knocked on the door, the sound of the piano in the room stopped, and after waiting for a long time, he heard the rustling inside.

An old man with silver hair and looking very kind opened the door for them. Shen Qingye called Teacher Xiao respectfully and kindly, and handed over the cake in his hand.

The old man laughed heartily, saying that he was being polite, then saw Xi Wen behind him, and asked who he was.

Xi Wen came out to say hello, said birthday wishes, and said that he had just finished eating with Shen Qingye, and when he heard that he was going to visit his former teacher, he insisted on coming along.I wanted to meet the master's demeanor, but unfortunately I was too hasty, I didn't bring a gift, so I visited empty-handed, I am very sorry, I will definitely make it up another day.

The old man naturally smiled and said it was okay, let him come directly next time he wants to come, there is no need to bring anything.

The two came in from the door, and there was a girl sitting on the piano bench in the room, and she was the one who could play the piano just now.With a bright face, wearing a beautiful dress, long hair draped over her shoulders, she turned her head to look at them, and was very surprised to see Xi Wen, "Brother Xi Wen, why are you here?"

Xi Wen looked at her and was taken aback, "Lan Yu?"

The author says:

Thank you, then call Yaoba’s catnip~

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