Winter and spring in East China are always cold and rainy, and the weather always changes in an instant, and there is no end to the rain. Li Miaomiao got wet halfway, and the rain was not heavy. She simply let the raindrops leave ugly water stains on her fleece suit.

She visited a two-story building with a small courtyard. Along this secluded road is a famous villa area in East China City. On weekday afternoons and rainy days, there are only occasional vehicles passing by, and there are few people.With her pockets in her pockets, she stretched out her hand to push open the courtyard door, and a voice came from across the street. She turned her head and saw several young girls of student age under the sycamore tree by the roadside, and one of them saw her looking over. , hurriedly stuffed a SLR camera into the schoolbag in front of him.

No wonder.

Li Miaomiao rang the doorbell of the villa, and soon, someone came to answer the door, the door opened, and a thin figure appeared in the entrance, Li Miaomiao had sharp eyes and quick hands, and the whole person came forward, blocked the other party tightly in front of him, pushed in, Quickly close the door behind you.There is the faint sound of a camera shutter from across the street.

"Can't you ask the assistant to open the door?"

The other party took a step back from her body, "I'm alone."

"Your hair has grown a lot."

"Really? I cut it. When you came here last time, I still grew here." The other party said, gesturing towards the collarbone.

"When was the last time I came here?" Li Miaomiao asked with a smile on purpose.

"Have you lost your memory? It was the 13th of last month, the ninth day of the Lunar New Year."

"You remember it really well."

"Well, of course." The other party bent down and took out a pair of pink slippers from the shoe cabinet, "Here, your slippers. I haven't finished eating the sausage and stewed beef your mother made. It's too spicy. But it's good eat."

They talked and walked into the house.

The villa is used as a studio. The first floor is a rehearsal hall, where various musical instruments and stereos are arranged. There is a small drink bar next to the window.The second floor is a recording studio, which is almost one of the best equipped recording studios in East China.After the renovation was completed, Li Miaomiao came here a few times, and she also lives nearby.

Two lazy sofas were added to the rehearsal hall, several manuscripts were thrown in a mess on the floor, two running laptops, empty cans of sparkling water or oolong tea, a large bag of instant noodles, and even half of a bed The quilt on the sofa is half on the floor.

"You haven't been home for several days, have you?"

"Yeah." Nodding honestly.

"Chen Jia, you are almost 40, can you take care of yourself a bit? Or find a reliable life assistant."

Chen Jia stretched her waist.The air conditioner in the room was turned on for an unknown amount of time, and the air was terribly dry. Li Miaomiao found a humidifier thrown in a corner—she bought it one year—and opened it, then opened another window, and closed the curtains tightly. pull well.

This thin and slovenly woman in front of me is wearing the simplest white T-shirt, bare feet, no makeup, white lips - Li Miaomiao saw her 14 years younger in the PPT of the company meeting yesterday, her hair is shorter than now, her cheeks Not as skinny as now.If she doesn’t look back at the old photos, she can hardly notice her changes over the years. People’s senses of people or things that have been around them will be dulled, like an old doll that has been hugged for many years. It wasn't the color it was when it was new.

Chen Jia sank into the sofa, "Are you trying to persuade me to accept that show?"

Li Miaomiao considered for two seconds.Afterwards, she resolutely gave up the idea of ​​talking about the scene first: "Yes. Mainly."

"Is there something less important?" Chen Jia lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were very long, hanging down, almost covering her pair of phoenix eyes.

"Yes, for example, I haven't seen you for 23 days."

"You count really clearly." Chen Jia smiled.

She remembers well, she counts fast.

"Let's get down to business. We really think this show needs you, no matter from your professional point of view, or the effect of the show and the idea." Li Miaomiao sat upright across from Chen Jia.

"What intention?"

"Inheritance. You are the first national champion of the love department, and now you are the chief instructor of the first restarted competition. You are like a weather vane to them."

"Then how many of them will be able to reach my position today after more than ten years?" Chen Jia asked calmly.This sentence doesn't seem crazy when she says it. She is the only one in the Chinese music scene for more than ten years. The number of albums has increased unabated, seven albums have been sold brilliantly, each of which has a new breakthrough in style.

"I don't know, one or two, or none."

"Then I am a weather vane for those one or two, but for the others? Will it be like a scam in the end?"

"If you think it's a lie if things don't go your way, then life is a big lie."

Chen Jia blinked and sighed, "I haven't cooperated with Love for 8 years."

"It's been 8 years. You know, Chen Jia, it's been 8 years." Li Miaomiao's tone became a little excited.

"Well, Miaomiao, I have a good memory. Not just 8 years, I still remember 14 years ago, after the finals, at the celebration banquet, you wished me to be popular until I was 80 years old. I answered you, I am 30 years old I'm about to retire, because I'm old, I can't sing anymore, and my inspiration is exhausted." Chen Jia said while blinking her long eyelashes.

Li Miaomiao was silent.

"As a result, I didn't retire at the age of 30, and I'm still writing songs and singing at the age of 37. Every year when I get busy, I think, I can't do it, I won't do it next year, but when the new year comes, I feel that I Become better, become able to write new things, and master more of myself."

Chen Jia's voice was clear and soft, and she even spoke nicely.

"You see, we're all doing well, sitting on the best life. The more this happens, the more I sometimes think that she should have this day too."

Li Miaomiao blinked and shed a tear.

Chen Jia said: "This year, she will be 35 years old."

"Chen Jia...we all know it was an accident..." Li Miaomiao lowered her head, "Do you think I don't miss her?"

Chen Jia was silent.

Li Miaomiao lowered her head, as if swallowing some strong emotions, then suddenly raised her head decisively and said, "If you must identify a murderer, then I am the number one murderer."

She stood up, and before she turned to leave, she said to her finally: "Chen Jia, if you think it's a scam if things don't go your way, then the biggest scam I've encountered in my life is you."

She walked through the corridor between the living room and the entrance, where Chen Jia was still sitting.The closet in the corridor blocked them from each other's sight. She bent over to change her shoes, and heard Chen Jia say loudly in the living room: "There is an umbrella next to the shoe cabinet, and the retractable switch is broken. The one with the long handle."

Li Miaomiao pushed her feet into her shoes, and unceremoniously took the long-handled umbrella from the shelf.

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