Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter 31

Spring is coming and autumn is coming, and it is already winter when you look up. In Qingcheng, the winter wind is howling and the mist is misty.

"These newly recruited ones are not star chasers, right?" Pu Fanzhi picked up an interview form from the desk and said, "The assistant recruited last time really annoyed Brother Cheng to death."

Guan Xia laughed a few times: "Don't worry, Brother Cheng has screened everything personally."

Pu Fanzhi nodded: "This round of performances is over, we have to focus on rehearsals later, and we don't have time to deal with these trivial matters."

It has been two months since Shen Shucheng established the Sanqing Studio, and everything is gradually on the right track.

While the two were talking, Shen Shucheng suddenly opened the door and walked in, carrying a gust of wind with him.

It was only about three months since they came to Sihai and returned to Qingcheng, but Shen Shucheng seemed to have changed a lot.

His deep eyebrows raised slightly: "Wang Qi helped us talk about a variety show."

As soon as these words came out, both Guan Xia and Pu Fanzhi's eyes widened.

"Variety show?" Guan Xia's tone was full of surprise, but Pu Fanzhi was much more stable. He asked, "Are we going to participate?"

Sanqing is a band. Although they have set up a studio, their main performances are also underground performances and music festival programs. Now they suddenly hear that they are going to appear in a variety show... that is really a step into the entertainment circle.

Shen Shucheng walked to the back of the huge black desk and sat down. He was usually in the rehearsal room, and the person who stayed here most often was Wang Qi.

"I don't know," Shen Shucheng flipped through the music score in his hand and said, "Wang Qi just mentioned it, I can do it, look at you."

Wang Qi was Shen Shucheng's agent recruited for an interview. Although she didn't have the network resources like Su Ho, it was enough for Sanqing who had just stepped into the entertainment circle and didn't have a deep foundation.

Pu Fan thought for a while, but Guan Xia had already raised his hand and said with a smile: "I can, just maybe I can meet a big star!"

Pu Fanzhi: "What type of variety show?"

As soon as the words were finished, Wang Qi stepped on her high heels and walked in. The woman's shoulder-length black hair was not as sharp as Su Ho's, but rather gentle.

"It's a travel music program," Wang Qi shook the information in her hand: "I've seen the director of this program several times, and his editing is all about healing. This time the travel destination is in Africa."

"And the theme of the show is inspiration. You can just show the process of how to create a song in the show, which will be of great help in attracting fans."

"Africa?" Guan Xia smiled brightly: "Think about it!"

Pu Fanzhi also nodded this time: "I can."

Everyone's eyes fell on Shen Shucheng, and he hummed indifferently: "I said earlier that I can do it."

Wang Qi clapped her hands when she heard that everyone agreed, "Then I will finalize the contract."

Before she left, she asked again: "The variety show guests are not limited to the three of you, there should be other people, and I will make a final decision as soon as possible to tell you."

After Wang Qi closed the office door, Pu Fanzhi looked at Shen Shucheng's expression.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and when Shen Shucheng picked it up, he didn't expect to hear Shen Xin's voice.

Shen Shucheng hasn't seen Shen Xin since the grave sweeping. Shen Xin should start school in Nancheng now.

The boy's voice was a little excited.

"Brother, Jiang Anqing's new book has been published, and there is still a signing event in Nancheng. Do you want me to help you get an autograph this time?"

For several years, since Jiang Anqing's first book was published, Shen Xin would always be contacted by Shen Shucheng to ask for an autograph for the last book, the reason being that Shen Shucheng was too far away from Nancheng.

Shen Xin also established a connection with Shen Shucheng through Jiang Anqing's book.

Shen Xin was surprised at the beginning, she didn't expect that Shen Shucheng, who had a fierce face, would like to read such a soft-hearted book, and later she tried to buy a few books to read, and then she also fell into Jiang Anqing's words.

This time Shen Shucheng was still in Qingcheng, Shen Xin felt that he still didn't have time for the autograph event so he took the initiative to ask questions.

But he didn't expect Shen Shucheng on the other end of the phone to be silent this time.

Shen Xin stood outside the signing event, surrounded by people coming and going, and the fans lining up were holding a book in their hands.

Two large characters were engraved in the sharp black handwriting.

left knife.

After waiting for a long time, Shen Xin had already lined up on her own initiative, but Shen Shucheng finally spoke.

"No need." Shen Shucheng said.

"Ah?" Shen Xin was surprised, and he asked again and again: "Is it really not necessary? Brother?"

Another moment of silence.

"No need." Shen Shucheng said firmly.

"...Oh." Shen Xin didn't leave the team holding a copy of Zuo Dao, but hung up the phone. He actually wanted an autographed copy.

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Li Xiaoshan quietly walked up to the side of the stage and handed Jiang Anqing a filled bottle of hot water.

"Hands are cold after signing for a long time, but warm." Li Xiaoshan said.

Jiang Anqing was wrapped in a gray sweater, and the down jacket was unzipped because it was convenient for writing.

Jiang Anqing was already afraid of the cold, even though the sun was shining brightly outside today, the cold wind was still biting.

Jiang Anqing took advantage of the gap between the previous fan's stepping down and grabbed the hot water bottle that Li Xiaoshan handed over.

The hot touch flowed from the fingertips to the chest and spleen.

"Mr. An, I really like your new book... I cried a lot in the middle, but fortunately, the ending is good, and Xiao Zuo and Chu Mingyue can stay together forever." The next fan on the stage couldn't hide his excitement.

Jiang Anqing smiled softly, her eyes soft: "Thank you for liking my book."

"Sign what?"

The fans jumped excitedly: "Can you write TO sign?"

Jiang Anqing nodded, "Yes."

The warm winter sun shines on his fingertips, and the fingers holding the golden pen are white, and the light falls on them and jumps.

Among the crowd in line, Jiang Anqing saw a familiar face.

Still the young boy in his twenties.

It had been more than an hour by the time he was in line. Jiang Anqing had just received "Left Sword" from him when he heard the phone ring in his hand.

Shen Xin looked anxious, he was afraid that he would be kicked out of the stage, but he didn't expect Jiang Anqing to smile and say: "It's okay, take it, I'll wait for you."

Shen Xin nodded gratefully and picked it up.

The voice on the other end of the phone was very deep, who else could it be except Shen Shucheng.

It seemed that this person had thought about it for a long time and struggled for a long time before making this call.

"Are you leaving?" Shen Shucheng asked.

Shen Xin quickly replied: "No, I'm just in line."

Shen Shucheng let out an oh.

"Then ask for a copy for me, and just write the signature and date as usual."

Shen Xin: "..."

Jiang Anqing held the left knife and opened the title page and asked, "Do we still only need the date and signature?"

I just saw it last time at the signing event of Pursuit, Shen Xin took two books that time, one for Shen Shucheng and one for himself, but this time Shen Shucheng didn't mention it, so he only brought one.

This is how to do?

Seeing that Jiang Anqing's pen had landed on the white paper.

Shen Xin closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, "It's still only the date and name."

Jiang Anqing lowered his head, Shen Xin could only see his profile, and thought to himself that if Shen Shucheng really liked Jiang Anqing's book, he would sign a TO.

"Okay." Jiang Anqing returned the signed book to Shen Xin.

Shen Xin took it, but noticed in his eyes that the phone call hadn't been hung up. With an idea, Shen Xin bowed down very politely and asked, "Mr. An, I have a brother who likes you very much, but he has never had time to come to the autograph meeting. , can you say a few words to him?"

Jiang Anqing's eyes fell on the mobile phone Shen Xin was holding, and the note was that brother's call was continuing.

Jiang Anqing nodded: "Yes."

Shen Xin smiled cheerfully, "Thank you, Teacher An."

Shen Shucheng on the other end of the phone was surprised by this tortuous change, before he could stop it, Jiang Anqing's voice rang in his ear.

He is still so gentle.

"Hello? Hello." Jiang Anqing greeted politely.

Seeing that the person on the other side was silent, Jiang Anqing looked up at Shen Xin suspiciously, and Shen Xin scratched her head helplessly. Could it be that Shen Shucheng didn't want others to know that he liked Jiang Anqing's book?

But the phone has been connected, Shen Xin can only bite the bullet and say: "He may be a little shy."

Jiang Anqing hummed in understanding, and said to the other end of the phone, "Thank you for liking my book, I am very happy."

Sometimes Shen Shucheng really felt that fate was playing tricks on people, or that fate couldn't bear to watch him and Jiang Anqing torture each other, deliberately creating one opportunity after another for the two to meet.

Shen Shucheng had dozens of seconds to speak. As long as he exhaled a breath, Jiang Anqing could recognize him as the person on the other end of the phone, but Shen Shucheng didn't. He held his breath tightly and didn't dare to relax.

Jiang Anqing waited for a while, and found that the person on the other end did not reply, then handed the phone back to Shen Xin.

Shen Xin held the phone and smiled: "Thank you Teacher An, my brother must be very happy."

Jiang Anqing didn't recover until the staff beside her reminded her to continue receiving the next fan.

Shen Xin's back had disappeared at the door of the signing, but Jiang Anqing subconsciously took another look.