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Yan Wangxiao came out of the operating room and was still awake after receiving an anesthetic.The next morning, he woke up after a refreshed sleep, and beside the bed was the conscientious manager Song Li, who was desperate for his life.Song Li paid careful attention to Yan Wangxiao's movement of going to the bathroom to wash up, and asked, "Is Second Young Master uncomfortable in other places besides his back?"

Yan Wangxiao stared at the mirror, looked left and right, "I'm disfigured, why do you think I'm uncomfortable... I can't cry, Song Li will shed two tears for me."

Song Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "The doctor said it will return to its original appearance. I'll call someone to prepare breakfast for you."

While sitting on the hospital bed having breakfast, Yan Wangxiao said with a disgusted face that he wanted to go home, and Song Li said that he had to stay in the hospital for observation for two days.

"Where is Liang Songying, why doesn't he come to see me? Is he seriously ill?" Yan Wangxiao couldn't help asking after checking the news of the circle of friends and entertainment on Weibo all morning.

"He, he's home."

"When did you come back?"

"He's gone when you leave the operating room."

"Oh."

The hard-fated agent played a game with the boss who was in a bad mood, and was beaten by the boss so badly that he lost so badly that he yelled "I don't play! I don't play!" several times.Once again, half of his blood tank was knocked out, and he was about to cry, but suddenly Yan Wangxiao asked: "Why didn't you say he didn't come to see me? After all, I saved his life, didn't he? He wasn't seriously ill and he was hospitalized for treatment." Wouldn't it be great to be a patient companion by the way?"

Song Li didn't listen carefully, and made two hums, controlling the game character to counterattack the ecstatic opponent. Seeing that the opponent's blood gauge was empty at a speed visible to the naked eye, he grinned until his ears.That's cool, seeing the victory page pop up.

He raised his head, ready to show off, but saw Yan Wangxiao staring at the mobile phone screen and said to the twitching warrior on the ground, "My blood tank is empty."

The hotel fire incident was reported by various media in the morning, and soon sparked heated discussions.

And in the entertainment industry, Yan Wangxiao's black charcoal face was widely circulated by netizens, and there were countless spoofs. It was a strong publicity for the new album in disguise.A magazine photographer assistant named Ling Man'er confessed that Yan Wangxiao had acted bravely in righteousness, so netizens launched the popular hashtag #维渣不渣#.From Ling Maner's narration, it is speculated that Yan Wangxiao returned to the fire scene to save people for Liang Songying, and concluded that the two had a close relationship, but some people in the know pointed out that Liang Songying was really cold, and Yan Wangxiao never visited during his hospitalization.Fans defended their idols, saying that Liang Songying was seriously ill and had to go out of town to shoot magazine cover photos, how could they run around at both ends.

Most of Yan Wangxiao's fans were happy to see the two superstars love each other, and unanimously defended Liang Songying.

The two fans completed the first assembly!

The storm calms down.

Two days later, the doctor told Yan Wangxiao that he could go home to recuperate, and he would come to the hospital for a follow-up visit at that time.

The person who had been clamoring to be discharged from the hospital suddenly stayed in the hospital and refused to leave.Song Li had nothing to do with the second young master, but Yan Lixiao said that he would go and wait for nothing.He just told Yan Wangxiao that it's good to go home and see his parents when he has time, and show his face. If his father doesn't ask, he must be worried.Yan Wangxiao was silent for a while before saying, it's not the same when you go back, anyway, you are still alive without a broken limb, but don't talk about the scars on your back.

In his busy schedule, Yan Lixiao came to the hospital every day to see and persuade him, but to no avail.

More than a week passed, and Liang Songying didn't come to visit. On the first day, the girl from the florist sent a bouquet of flowers and a fruit basket.Yan Wangxiao didn't know whether it was of any great significance to be obsessed with whether Liang Songying came to visit or not.He only knew that when he stepped out of the hospital, although the autumn sunshine was just right, the distance between him and Liang Songying was getting farther and farther away.

The fifth floor of Yuhuang Entertainment Company.

After flipping through the three songs, Liang Songying's complexion became worse and worse. Chen Xing sighed and said, "Are there any songs you like?"

"These songs are not suitable for me, and... how should I put it, Chen Xing, do you feel that the resources given by the company in the past year are not as good as in previous years? Gu Qingzhi, Yang Ke, Zheng Kai are the best and most suitable songs None of them fell on me, only the song "What Regrets in This Life" was an appointment I made last year, and Brother Gu promised me one."

Chen Xing patted his hand and said, "Lan, although you are usually addicted to music, you are not stupid. You should not have noticed the current situation in the pop music industry and the company's decisions. You will have your 29th birthday in December this year, and you will be 30 next year." You are old, you are popular now, but after 30 years old? What's more, your creative works are getting less and less, and your inspiration is gradually drying up. Everyone knows it. It is difficult for you to make a breakthrough in your future development. To be honest, every year The most important Golden Leaf Pop Song Awards Ceremony, you are the third, you are popular, but those two are so popular, their endorsement advertisements, new songs, movies and TV promotions are everywhere. While you are recovering from your leg injury, the company dug After Lan Junli came here, he is a copy of you when you were young. He has solid singing skills, talent, handsome personality, and good public foundation. The key point is that he is younger than you, and he can also act. He is versatile in film and television, and his career is on the rise. The future is limitless. The company intends to focus on training him, and form a tripartite rivalry with those two people in the pop music industry, so the company's resources are tilted to his side, and he is similar to you, so what you get is naturally worse than in previous years."

Liang Songying listened quietly, and asked after a while: "What if you change your style and make a breakthrough?"

Chen Xing is calmer than him at all times, "Think about the possibilities. The style is almost in line with your personal nature and temperament. If you change your style, your image will be reshaped, which is equivalent to destroying the image you worked so hard to maintain before. Can the public accept it? Will your existing fans continue to support you? What should you do if you attract confusion and scolding?"

Liang Songying closed the score, "I want to try."

Chen Xing said in a deep voice, "As a manager, I don't suggest you do this."

Liang Songying pointed to one of the strong songs, "Let's try this one."

Chen Xing was helpless: "If you think about it again, I don't recommend it. If you insist, I will still support you."

"Thank you, I will insist." Liang Songying said.

"You made a decision so quickly, did you think about it for a long time?" Chen Xing asked him.

Liang Songying let out a "hmm", "I've been feeling stagnant this year."

Chen Xing looked at him carefully, "Are you in a bad mood? I'm not very interested in seeing you these days."

"I've been upset recently."

Chen Xing asked him about his future plans, "A few concerts scheduled for this year have been canceled due to leg injuries, will they be held next year when the spring warms up?"

Liang Songying nodded, "Yes."

Chen Xing stood up, "Then we have to prepare well, don't be lifeless."

Liang Songying stood up, "I, tell you something..."

"Say it."

Liang Songying chuckled twice, "That's right, it wasn't a fire last week, and the second young master saved my life. I have a piece of music on hand, and I plan to give it to him."

"Are you okay?" Chen Xing looked at him suspiciously, "Do you know your situation? Your album has been unable to choose a song. It's rare that you have an excellent song. Are you giving it away at this time? Or is it the one who was favored by the company? Yan Ershao, who is favored by a lot of resources?"

"I want to thank him, it doesn't matter what resources he has. Since I decided to change the style of my own album, I can't sing the songs I wrote before."

"Have you made up your mind?"

Liang Songying nodded innocently, and laughed when she saw Chen Xing's big head.

The next day, Yan Wangxiao received a song, and Song Li asked him if he wanted to sing it.He opened the score, first glanced at the title: "And the Wind", then at the composer and lyricist in the upper right corner, composer: Liang Songying, lyrics: Xu Fen.

Yan Wangxiao squinted at those three words several times, and after confirming that they were not "Liang Baiying" or "Liang Songjing", "How did Liang Songying's new song get into my hands?"

"Chen Xing said that it was given to you by Liang Songying. Even though it is said to be a gift, it depends on whether you are willing to accept it and whether you like it. If you don't like it, you can return it."

"Go. Tell Chen Xing and Liang Songying that I love it so much." He held the score and kissed it.

"Second Young Master, tell Liang Songying directly and express your gratitude by the way. Why did you make Chen Xing and me around? Besides, you haven't started watching yet!"

Yan Wangxiao looked down at the score, walked towards the piano, and said, "Just do it." He began to grope and practice by himself, singing the lyrics in a low voice.

Song Li backed out of the door muttering, walked for a while, and heard beautiful melodies played from the practice room, sometimes smoothly and sometimes intermittently, always affectionate, but inexplicably more sad.He shook his head, wondering if it was just a momentary illusion.

In the practice room, at the beginning, Yan Wangxiao only felt that the melody was very gratifying. After singing a few lines, he found that the lyrics caught his heart. Halfway through, his expression became serious and he was very devoted. gentle.

With his hands still on the black and white keys, he looked at the sheet music spread out on the shelf, a little dazed.

This song can be called his perfect customization. Every sentence of the lyrics is written in the heart, almost like a portrayal of his personal emotions. The song is not difficult, it just fits his voice, and he plays his low-pitched magnetism properly, with less high-pitched notes , fully exploiting strengths and avoiding weaknesses.But this kind of composition is not in line with Liang Songying's style. Liang Songying's songs have always been suitable for him. The tone of the vocal range fluctuates greatly, which can be very low and gentle, and then transition naturally with interludes, and suddenly rise when singing again, giving people affectionate and elegant And full of enthusiasm for the excitement of life.

He suddenly realized that Liang Songying was really talented in music, not just singing well.Realizing this, she felt more fond of Liang Songying.

It's just this kind of goodwill that makes him feel painful.

There seems to be a thread in the dark, pulling between him and Liang Songying, the farther away he is, the deeper his desire for Liang Songying.As the years go by, the feelings for a person can really slowly accumulate and become thick.