Rebirth: Marry Bai Fumei

On the other end of the phone, Wang Aimin rubbed his temples and said, "We are still investigating who it is, but it's not Wen Chao, he is also a victim."

"Victim?" Xu Nanshan snorted, "What happened to him? Weibo fans soared?"

Wang Aimin: "You still don't know the fighting power of your little fans? The eighteen generations of people's ancestors have been picked up, and the comment area is full of smog."

"Wanting to be popular has a price," Xu Nanshan said, "I'll hang up if I don't have anything to do."

"Wait," Wang Aimin said, "There is one more thing, Wen Chao invited us to meet..."

"No." Xu Nanshan refused bluntly.

Wang Aimin paused for two seconds, a little confused: "Do you have any opinion on Wen Chao? How did he offend you?"

Xu Nanshan: "As it is now, it's suitable for me to meet him? Are you sure you won't be photographed randomly by paparazzi, and then tomorrow's marketing account will have new material."

"Don't worry about that, it won't happen." Wang Aimin said, "On the 22nd, Xiao He and I will accompany you there."

It seems that the company has already arranged everything, Xu Nanshan has no room to refuse, so after thinking about it, he agreed.

On the 22nd, which is tomorrow, Xu Nanshan woke up early and arrived at the appointed place with Wang Aimin and Xiao He.

Wen Chao didn't come alone today, he seemed to be really going back to the entertainment industry, and the person who came with him seemed to be the manager of the China Entertainment Times next door.

In addition, there was also Gao Xiangyang who introduced Wen Chao to Xu Nanshan.Gao Xiangyang is actually from Xingdong Entertainment, Xu Nanshan's agency, and he knew Wen Chao before, so when Xu Nanshan was looking for someone to shoot the mv, he put Wen Chao in it.

In his previous life, Xu Nanshan actually thanked Wen Chao after dating him.

At this point in the tripartite talks, there are actually only two parties.

As a certain degree of vested interests, Wenchao is actually somewhat wronged.He kept his posture very low and kept apologizing. His attitude was so good that Wang Aimin didn't have anything to say, so he softened a little.Since they didn't do it, it's worth pondering who is behind the scenes.

Wen Chao is an unknown little model, no one will target him.Xu Nanshan has offended too many people, it's hard to say.So this matter can only rely on the company to spend money, withdraw some of the draft, and then ask Wen Chao and Xu Nanshan to post a Weibo to clarify.

On the way back to the studio, Xiao He sighed: "Wen Chao has such a good temper. He was obviously implicated, and he kept apologizing."

Xu Nanshan said with a cold face, "Shouldn't you apologize for taking my heat?"

Xiao He: "That's not what he did on purpose."

Wang Aimin looked at Xu Nanshan thoughtfully, and asked, "Nanshan, you and Wen Chao really have nothing to do with each other? Why do I feel that you don't seem to like him very much? You had a very good impression of him before that since filming the MV." .”

"What happened in those days?"

What happened, but Xu Nanshan couldn't explain it, so he gave him the back of his head and turned to look out the window.

In order to avoid being followed, they did not drive the car they usually use, and tried to take secluded roads as much as possible, and even chose a private and remote place to meet.After Xu Nanshan stopped talking, the atmosphere in the car seemed a little condensed.

Bored, Xu Nanshan picked up his phone to scan again, but accidentally saw the WeChat message that Le Sheng sent him.

"Are you there? I wrote the first draft of the lyrics."

Then send a folder.

Xu Nanshan's expression softened a little when he didn't even notice it.

He opened the folder to read the lyrics written by Le Sheng, carefully reading each word. After reading the lyrics, Xu Nanshan wanted to say it was good, but he didn't.Instead, he paused and said, "There are a few things that need to be changed. Let's meet and talk tomorrow?"

Le Sheng replied quickly: "Yes. Where can I meet?"

Xu Nanshan: "My home."

This time Le Sheng hesitated.

Xu Nanshan was afraid that he would not agree, so he explained: "I mostly write songs at home, if you go to the studio, you can go to the studio, it's farther away, and there are more people in the studio."

Le Sheng didn't know what he was thinking, and agreed: "Then I will go to your house tomorrow."

Xu Nanshan: "Don't get up too early, you won't get up too early."

Le Sheng: "...Nine o'clock?"

"..." Xu Nanshan wanted to say that nine o'clock was too early, but the other party was Le Sheng, so he reluctantly agreed.

After making an appointment with Lesheng, Xu Nanshan turned to Wang Aimin: "Does the studio have my previous albums? I want a copy of the third, fifth and seventh albums."

Xiao He asked: "Brother Xu, do you want to give it away?"

"Yeah." Xu Nanshan said, but didn't say who to give it to.

The next morning, Xu Nanshan got up at 08:30, spent half an hour grooming, and then ordered a takeaway, planning to eat it while waiting for Lesheng.Unexpectedly, Le Sheng knocked on the door as soon as the takeaway was ordered.

Xu Nanshan looked at his watch, it was nine o'clock, exactly right.

What kind of punctual madman is this.

Although his stomach was growling with hunger, Xu Nanshan still held up a smiling face and went to open the door for Le Sheng.

Outside the door, Le Sheng was wearing a light green polo shirt with a lapel collar, and his whole body exuded a green atmosphere like a college student, making Xu Nanshan couldn't help but look down at his round neck T-shirt and slacks.

"Morning." Xu Nanshan greeted him.

Le Sheng smiled, nodded, and mouthed: "Morning."

After he entered the room, Xu Nanshan closed the door and asked, "How did you come here so early today?"

Le Sheng gestured and said, "He came by car."

Xu Nanshan: "Have you taken the driver's license test?"

Le Sheng nodded: "I took the exam when I returned to China last year."

When he came to Xu Nanshan's house for the second time, Le Sheng was still a little cautious. Xu Nanshan saw him sitting down on the sofa and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

Le Sheng: "Water is fine."

Xu Nanshan then poured him a cup of cool white and put it on the tea table, at this time Le Sheng had already taken out his manuscript.The handwriting written by the black carbon pen is beautiful and elegant. I haven't practiced it specially, but the writing is not bad, and it is pleasing to the eye.

There were traces of revisions on the manuscript, and it could be seen that Le Sheng revised it many times before showing it to him.

Compared with poetry, lyrics have a big difference, that is, lyrics must follow the melody.Xu Nanshan has been thinking about the composition of this song since he saw the first draft of the lyrics yesterday, and wrote a score overnight, and now he took out the score and put it together with the lyrics.

Unexpectedly, Le Sheng could read scores. He read the score twice from beginning to end. After reading it, he turned his head to look at Xu Nanshan, his eyes sparkled slightly, just like when Xu Nanshan was reading Mozart's music.

Xu Nanshan smiled and said, "You can still read music? How can you tell?"

Le Sheng played sign language very quickly, and his slender fingers moved very nimbly: "I have learned a little piano. You write very well, and you have made great progress compared with the previous songs!"

This is the first time that Le Sheng has read the score he wrote after his rebirth. This is a song written by 33-year-old Xu Nanshan, which is naturally not comparable to when he was 28 years old.Xu Nanshan couldn't help feeling a little proud.

At this time, Xu Nanshan's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was an unknown number. Just as he was about to hang up, he remembered that the breakfast he ordered hadn't arrived yet, so it should be a takeaway.

Seeing that Xu Nanshan didn't answer, Le Sheng tilted his head and looked at him with some doubts in his eyes.Xu Nanshan lowered his head, put his finger to his lips, and said to himself, "How can I explain why he hasn't eaten breakfast at nine o'clock?"

When Le Sheng came last time, he got up at ten o'clock, but that time he stayed up late the night before and had an excuse.In the end, hunger overcame the burden of being an idol. Xu Nanshan answered the phone calmly, then went out to bring in the takeaway, and asked Le Sheng, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Le Sheng nodded.

Xu Nanshan sat back on the sofa without changing his expression, decided to save his image, and planned to fill in the lyrics under the sheet music while eating, but Le Sheng took two manuscript papers from under his hands.

Le Sheng looked at the steamed bun in his hand, and the meaning was obvious: "Read it after eating." Then explained: "It will stain the manuscript paper."

"...Oh." Xu Nanshan felt embarrassed eating by himself, so he forced a small steamed bun into Le Sheng's hand, "You should eat some more, I ate lunch late, you should be hungry later."

Le Sheng didn't want it at first, but looking at Xu Nanshan, he still took it. He lowered his head, brought Bai Shengsheng's steamed bun to his lips, and opened his mouth to take a bite.Le Sheng eats very elegantly, and eating a small steamed bun is like eating some delicacies from mountains and seas.

Xu Nanshan couldn't help but take a second look. Lesheng's ruddy lips looked soft, and a little stuffing from the steamed bun was stuck on the corner of his lips, and he quickly licked it away with the tip of his tongue.Xu Nanshan watched for a long time, and Le Sheng looked at him suspiciously.

Seeing that Le Sheng had finished eating the xiaolongbao in his hand, Xu Nanshan handed him another one: "Do you still want to eat? If you want to eat, take it yourself."

Le Sheng shook his head, picked up the glass and took a sip of water, then put it down, the glass knocked on the coffee table with a crisp sound.Le Sheng gestured: "I've eaten breakfast, I'm not hungry."

"Then I'll eat it myself." Xu Nanshan said, "Have you heard "White Pigeon"? How do you feel? Is it good?"

Le Sheng smiled and nodded: "It sounds good!"

Xu Nanshan said: "Before I wrote this song, the company originally didn't agree with it. I thought I would bring unnecessary trouble to myself. I insisted on writing it, but the company took a step back and agreed. I didn't expect it to come out. Something happened."

"Yesterday I met with Wen Chao, who was my partner in the MV, and he said he didn't do it," Xu Nanshan shrugged, "There are a lot of people who are popular."

After listening quietly, Le Sheng said, "Mr. Wen didn't think he had the strength to make such a big commotion."

Xu Nanshan understood this, took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and asked Le Sheng, "Do you think I should write this song?"

Xu Nanshan didn't really doubt himself, but just took the opportunity to touch Le Sheng's attitude.

Le Sheng pondered for a while: "There is nothing wrong with it, you can write as you want. Other people's mouths can't be blocked, even if there is no such thing, someone will attack you with other things."

It didn't sound repulsive, Xu Nanshan smiled slightly, and asked, "What does Le Sheng think of homosexuality?"

Hearing this question, Le Sheng was stunned for a moment, as if he was a bit hesitant to agree to Nanshan, and he hesitated for a while before answering: "Love itself has nothing to do with gender, and there is no essential difference between homosexuals and heterosexuals."

After the gesture, Le Sheng's hand paused, and he quickly glanced at Xu Nanshan, but it happened to meet Xu Nanshan's gaze, and Le Sheng quickly lowered his eyelids.

Xu Nanshan knew that he was full after eating two drawers of steamed buns, threw away the trash, washed his hands, and took Le Sheng to his singing room.

It was a very spacious room with rusty red linen curtains on the front. Under the curtains were computers, tables and chairs. It was the place where Xu Nanshan wrote songs.On the left wall are all kinds of musical instruments, such as pianos, guitars, drums, flutes, and so on.There is a huge piece of glass on the right wall, presumably it was used by Xu Nanshan to practice dancing.

Xu Nanshan said: "I usually write songs here, so let's work here too." Xu Nanshan said, turning his head to look at Le Sheng.