After marrying an idol

"No." Yin Yan refused.

Sheng Chi couldn't help but glance at him.

Yin Yan picked up the sofa pillow and put it on the bed, then hugged the other pillow in his arms, looking at him with bright eyes, hair lightly resting on his forehead, the whole person looked soft and naive, but his voice was extremely firm : "I sleep on the sofa, you sleep on the bed."

He didn't realize that when he said this, the words "I can't let you be wronged tonight" were written all over his face.

Sheng Chi looked at him quietly for a few seconds without speaking or moving.

After a long while, he could not hold back his smile and said, "Like sleeping on the sofa?"

Yin Yan pursed her lips and hummed with a wooden face.

In fact, Yin Yan doesn't like to sleep on the sofa, but the other party is Sheng Chi, how can he let Sheng Chi sleep on the sofa?Conscience will be troubled all night.

"...Okay." Sheng Chi had a rare discussion, and walked over him to the bathroom: "Then I'll take a shower first, and you can wash later."

Yin Yan: "Yes."

Hearing that the bathroom door was closed, Yin Yan put down the pillow, sat on the sofa, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the sofa.

It's soft and big, so it must be very comfortable to sleep in.

Don't sleep on the bed, the bed is too big, and the legs can't reach the edge.

lonely.

This sofa looks good.

Patting the surface of the sofa lightly, Yin Yan put down the pillow contentedly, waiting for boredom, he reached out and took out his phone and turned it on.

Then I received a full screen message.

It was full of news from the roommate group, densely piled up on the entire screen, he clicked on a voice at random, and turned down the volume.

Jian Yiming's voice came out of the receiver: "Xiao Yan, I'm really sorry, I haven't snatched up that group of women with 20 years of single hand speed, it's too scary, it's really scary, the sales volume is only 300 , and it becomes 3000 when you click it in, and I understand your previous mood immediately."

The next voice will sound automatically.

Jian Yiming: "Ji Lin snatched one for you, but I don't know if it's signed by me."

Ji Lin: "Don't talk about it, I have realized the charm of this man tonight."

Jian Yiming: "According to the sales momentum of this new album, it is estimated that it will surpass Sunny's [-]th anniversary special."

Jian Yiming: "However, the likes and comments on the official blog of "Lost Voice" were forwarded three times in a row, and now netizens are already speculating that Sheng Chi will contribute the ending song to "Lost Voice"..."

Hearing this, Yin Yan was stunned.

As we all know, the original author of "Lost Voice" was found to be plagiarized and became a hot search. If Sheng Chi sang for the plagiarized drama, the sales of the album would definitely be affected.

Could it be because of this that Sheng Chi answered the phone just now?

He was about to type to discuss with his roommates.

Suddenly, I heard the water in the bathroom stop.

Quickly turn off the voice, turn off the phone, and sit obediently.

The bathroom door was opened.

Sheng Chi came out wearing pure cotton pajamas, with a white towel casually draped over his shoulders, wet hair hanging down his forehead, his handsome facial features revealing a bit of abstinence and sexiness...

Yin Yan's heart was beating wildly, and he didn't know where to put his eyes. He stared at his hands, and heard a slightly hoarse sentence, "Go and wash."

He fled to the bathroom.

Yin Yan closed the door, closed his eyes, and cursed inwardly: It's because men are nervous.

He changed his clothes, turned on the shower, and let the water run for a long time, but it was still cold.

So turn the switch to the right.

Five seconds later, hot water came out.

When water was pouring on his body, Yin Yan thought of something, subconsciously looked at the mirror, and then at the switch.

——Sheng Chi took a bath with cold water? ? ?

Surprised for a moment, Yin Yan didn't think about this issue, and took a quick shower.After putting on his pajamas and leaving the bathroom, he was stunned.

The sofa is occupied.

Yin Yan was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes and nose were still stained with water, so he reached out to wipe it off, and walked over gently.

A dark gray blanket was lightly draped over Sheng Chi's body, his breathing was steady, his chest rose and fell evenly, and he was already asleep.

Yin Yan scratched his hair angrily, gritted his teeth, turned off the light, resigned himself to his fate, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

In the darkness, Sheng Chi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear.

A few seconds later, he pursed the corner of his lower lip lightly, then turned sideways, put his hands behind his ears, closed his eyes and regained his sleepiness.

After waking up the next day, Yin Yan went downstairs to eat breakfast and was ready to go back to school.

Before leaving, Mrs. Sheng sealed him a big red envelope, and Yin Yan accepted it flattered.

After getting into the car, he felt a little embarrassed. The red envelope in his hand was swollen, and when he touched it, he knew it was several thousand dollars thick.If it was less, he would feel at ease accepting it, but this...

Yin Yan quietly glanced at Sheng Chi who closed his eyes and rested after getting into the car.

Sheng Chi didn't seem to have a good rest last night, his eyes were a little tired, and Yin Yan couldn't be bothered.

It was almost at school that Sheng Chi opened his eyes.

"It's almost Sui University?"

The voice was hoarse, with a lazy sleepiness.

Yin Yan: "Well, are you awake?"

Sheng Chi: "Not asleep."

Yin Yan felt uncomfortable: "Is it last night..."

Sheng Chi: "It's not about this, don't think too much, go back to school and study hard."

Yin Yan also felt that Sheng Chi had something on his mind: "Then goodbye."

"Well, see you next time."

After saying goodbye.

Yin Yan got off the car and walked to the school.

Sheng Chi didn't leave in a hurry, he watched people enter the school, and then let Deng wait to drive.

"go to company."

Deng waited obediently and started the car, but couldn't help but look at the people in the rearview mirror.

Sheng Chi happened to look over, half a second later, he twitched the corner of his lips: "What do you want to say?"

Deng et al swallowed a few times, looked away and looked ahead, clenched the steering wheel with both hands, and said slowly, "Brother, what are you going to say at the company?"

The contract terms of Le Zhang Music do not allow singers to fall in love. Even if there is an exception, it must be an underground relationship and cannot be made public, otherwise it will be a breach of contract.

Deng et al saw his brother's appearance, it didn't seem like the rhythm of an underground romance, so he took them all home.

Sheng Chi took a long breath and chuckled, leaned back on the seat, eyes drooping lazily, and looked at Deng et al: "What do you want to say?"

The voice is extremely soft, but it has a deterrent effect.

Deng waited for a moment, carefully looked at the rearview mirror: "No, no, why would you think so?"

Sheng Chi twitched the corners of his mouth and closed his eyes lightly.

After a few seconds, he lifted his lips again, and his tone was soft and without the slightest warmth: "You haven't been telling the company about me all the time."

Deng and the others trembled.

Sheng Chi asked again: "How long will my contract with the company expire?"

Deng waited inexplicably for a moment: "There are still two years."

Deng et al didn't understand why his brother suddenly asked this.

After careful consideration, suddenly, a bad idea appeared in my mind.

Arrive at the Lezhang Media Building.

Deng and the others followed Sheng Chi into the elevator, pressed the floor, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, what are you doing in the company today? President Deng gave you a two-month long vacation and asked you to rest at home."

Sheng Chi's eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder: "Do you think what I need now is a rest?"

Deng waited for a choke.

Anyway, after being by Sheng Chi's side for five years, he could vaguely see that Sheng Chi was angry, so he didn't dare to speak anymore, followed Sheng Chi out of the elevator.

When the receptionist of Le Zhang saw Sheng Chi, his eyes lit up, he immediately put down his phone, and greeted eagerly: "Mr. Sheng, wait for brother."

Sheng Chi didn't seem to hear, and disappeared around the corner with his long legs.

Deng waited to catch up quickly, winked at the front desk, and whispered: "Where is Mr. Deng? Call Mr. Deng quickly."

The front desk was confused, and subconsciously said: "President Deng is talking with the director of "Lost Voice" in the meeting room right now, what's wrong?"

When Deng waited, he suddenly remembered something, and looked in the direction of the meeting room: "It's over."

Sure enough, the voice just fell.

The door of the conference room over there was pushed open.

"I will tell Teacher Sheng about this matter, don't worry, Director Qin, the artists in our movement have always..."

The conversation stopped abruptly.

The three people sitting in the conference room were a little startled, and they all looked at the man who appeared at the door in unison.

Deng and others closed their eyes, Shura field.

In addition to the music director Deng Peiqing, there are also "Lost Voice" director Qin Haowen and screenwriter An Ran in the conference room.

Last night, Sheng Chi's new Weibo was reposted by the crew of "Lost Voice" from the director to the actors and supporting roles. On the surface, it was for the promotion of Tianwang, but in fact it kept implying that Shengchi, the king of heaven, would dedicate the ending song to "Lost Voice" , abruptly made three hot searches.

There are all kinds of inducements in the words, I am afraid that netizens will not understand the meaning.

Originally, there was no horoscope, but now it is about to become a reality by the crew of "Lost Voice".

So when Qin Haowen saw Sheng Chi, he was surprised for a moment.

But the battle-tested old fox is very good at concealing, the surprise is fleeting, and immediately put on a pleasant expression: "Sheng Tianwang, long time no see."

Sheng Chi glanced at him lightly, without giving any face, and looked directly at Deng Peiqing, with a sneer in his eyes: "What does Mr. Deng want to tell me?"

Deng Peiqing sat upright, holding the contract in his hand.

She didn't expect Sheng Chi to appear suddenly, so she didn't prepare for it for a moment.

She coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Sheng, you came just in time. I happened to have something to talk to you. It happened that Director Qin and An Ran were here. You should sit down and listen together."

The pleasant atmosphere in the house suddenly became a little subtle because of Sheng Chi's sudden visit.

Sheng Chi leaned against the back of the chair with a calm expression, sat on the chair with crossed long legs, and said nothing.

The aura is silent and powerful.

Deng Peiqing pretended not to notice, and after a few greetings, he cut to the chase: "I told you on the phone last night that I wanted you to write lyrics and arrange music for "Lost Voice". The company is still considering future development, and I hope you will accept it." Some film and television dramas, so that the coverage of fans will be wider and the traffic will be greater.”

"Mr. Deng." Sheng Chi raised his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "My music is original."

The meaning of this statement is too obvious.

Deng Peiqing smiled and said, "Mr. Sheng, Director Qin came to our company to negotiate this time because he appreciates your talent very much."

"Yes." Qin Haowen said with a dry smile, "Sheng Tianwang, don't worry, our Anda screenwriter has already done a second creation of "Lost Voice", and our company has always encouraged originality and resisted plagiarism, TV dramas and original works... "

"I'm sorry, Director Qin." Sheng Chi raised his thin eyelids, and his voice remained unmoved: "You may not know me. My principle is that I will not sing for a plagiarized drama, let alone write a line for it."

"This..." Qin Haowen looked at Deng Peiqing: "But we have already agreed with your company..."

"Whoever agrees to Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin can find someone."

This refusal was unrepentant, not only embarrassing Deng Peiqing, who had agreed to it earlier, but also disgraced Deng Peiqing's music director.

"Sheng Chi." Deng Peiqing said with a straight face: "I have already agreed to this matter for you, and you are still an artist of the company."

The implication is that you have no choice, just listen to the company's arrangements.

"Really?" Sheng Chi's tail sound raised slightly, and he rubbed his fair fingers, as if he was pondering over the wording of this sentence, and then his eyes slashed like a knife: "Then you go to write the lyrics, you go to sing, and the lyrics and music are written." Don't use the word Shengchi for your name, Deng Peiqing, it doesn't match."

Deng Peiqing took a deep breath, suppressing the fire: "Don't think that you are popular now..."

"I don't think I'm popular." Sheng Chi lightly interrupted her.

His complexion slowly sank: "In the past few years in the industry, I can't control anyone, I can only control myself. Sing? I gave the ending song to plagiarized drama records, so why have I insisted on originality for so many years? Is it a joke? Today Even asking me to write a sentence for "Lost Voice" makes me sick, not to mention the person who bought the copyright to make a drama, is it considered that the original is dead? Or has he really lost his voice?"

In just a few sentences, every word is barbed and merciless.

Let the atmosphere of the meeting room drop to freezing point directly.

The expressions of Qin Haowen and An Ran were even more ugly.

They had heard that King Sheng Tian was difficult to deal with, but they didn't expect it to be so difficult. He really didn't give anyone face. He looked gentle and gentle, but in fact he showed his sharpness.

When the chair was pulled out, Sheng Chi stood up.

Looking at Deng Peiqing, her voice became calm again: "Don't use the contract to suppress me. If my Shengchi can be suppressed by the contract, I won't be called Shengchi."

"Also." Sheng Chi paused, glanced at the contract on the table, and smiled contemptuously: "Whoever wants to earn this money, whoever earns it, I don't earn it. Excuse me, you continue."

After speaking, leave and close the door.

The expressions of the three people in the room became more unbearable than the other, as if they had changed their faces.

"This..." An Ran forced a smile to reconcile the atmosphere: "Sheng Tian Wang is indeed the same as the rumors. I usually think he is quite easy to talk to."

Deng Peiqing suppressed her anger and smiled, and found a place for herself: "An entertainer, only fans with a little personality like it..."

While talking, the phone on the table rang.

Several system prompts popped up on the screen.

Your little baby sc Shengchi is online.

Your little darling sc Shengchi posted on Weibo.

Deng Peiqing frowned, reached out to pick it up, and saw the moment of Weibo, her smile froze in an instant.

SC Shengchi: [No lyrics, no composition, no singing, no bad money. 】The response method is simple and neat.

Deng Peiqing suddenly felt that "your little baby" was extremely ironic.