i only like your face

At nine o'clock in the morning, the video of Gao Chen playing and singing his new song on the roadside became popular on various short video platforms, and then became a hot search. As more passers-by poured in to watch and discuss, the hot search was climbing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The title of the song in the video, as well as the man who sang it, sparked heated discussions all over the Internet.

The sudden popularity caught Gao Chen by surprise. He never expected that his new song, which was basically the first draft and had hardly been edited, would generate such a huge popularity on the Internet.

The silence and depression in his career in the past few years has almost made him lose the ability to judge whether his works are good or bad. Before each song is officially released, he has to go through countless revisions before releasing it. I didn't notice it, I could only regret it in the audience's criticism and disgust, but I still couldn't change this habit... If there was no end last night, he might have made extensive revisions to this new song.

So last night...

Mo Ming didn't simply want to find passers-by audiences for himself, but wanted to use passers-by's reactions to make him affirm himself.

Gao Chen couldn't describe his mood at this moment. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes heavily, and Mo Ming's figure flashed in his mind: "Thank you..."

Raising his head, Gao Chen looked at the agent in front of him who had pointed the phone camera at him, and said calmly, "I'm ready, I can start."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gao Chen's studio released a recorded video.

In the video, Gao Chen is sitting on a light blue sofa with a white wall as the background, with a guitar on his right leg, wearing the same black casual clothes as in the square last night, with a fisherman hat on top of his head, but this time a black mask It was stuck on the chin, revealing a handsome face that is familiar to everyone.

This time there was no noise around, and Gao Chen lightly played and sang the new song that had already become popular all over the Internet. It was clearer and sweeter than the singing voice in the crowd's clamor under the night wind last night, clean and magnetic with almost no impurities.

Five minutes after the video was released, the comment area was almost paralyzed.

[Ah, ah, it was actually my brother who sang it!Brother, you are amazing! 】【I just said that the voice is very similar to you!It really is you!As expected of you! 】【It really sounds good, my God, hurry up and record it again and upload**, I want to download the single for loop! 】【After three years of marriage, she was criticized for being exhausted. After the divorce, a new song exploded on the Internet. It can only be said that the divorce was right! 】【Hehe, there are no black fans squirming in the comment area now. Sure enough, artists have to rely on their strength to speak! 】【WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowIt's over!The old lady is completely stuck! 】【Ah... only I am curious why Gao Chen played and sang in that kind of place last night?I feel that with Gao Chen's character, he can't do such a down-to-earth thing. 】…

This video became the top trending search in a short period of time, with Gao Chen's name on it, and it was known for a while that the protagonist of that popular playing and singing video on the Internet was the singer Gao Chen.

Gao Chen's agency took advantage of the situation to pursue and quickly started the recording and publicity work for Gao Chen's new song.

In front of the recording studio, the staff is doing preparatory work.

Cheng Xiang, Gao Chen's manager, stared at the trend of public opinion on his phone for a while, then put the phone back in his pocket contentedly, went to Gao Chen's side and asked him softly, "How did you think of playing and singing new songs for passers-by there last night?"

Gao Chen leaned against the table, held the manuscript with one hand under his arm and looked down at it, and said calmly, "A suggestion from a friend."

Cheng Xiang said with a smile: "Then you have to thank your friend very much. The unintentional publicity is comparable to tens of millions of marketing promotions. Although the essence is because the song is good, if there is no such accident, only by relying on it." If word of mouth is fermented, it will not be able to reach this speed of transmission.”

Gao Chen put down his hand and frowned slightly.

Of course he understood Cheng Xiang's words, but he didn't even have the contact information of that friend, and he wasn't even sure whether he regarded himself as a friend.

What's more, there is Han Shaotong in the middle...

"Well, it's probably time for dinner after recording the song." Cheng Xiang said, "You contact your friend and ask him if he has time tonight, and we invite him to have dinner together."

"He is also an insider, so he may not have time for a temporary appointment." Gao Chen said.

"That's right, it's too hasty and not sincere enough. Since it's your friend, you can invite him to dinner alone to thank you." Cheng Xiang smiled and patted Gao Chen's shoulder, "Your friend really helped us a lot."

Gao Chen nodded and smiled, without saying anything, the face under the hazy night last night flashed in his mind.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

As Gao Chen said, he turned and left the room. In the corridor near the bathroom, he called his mother who was far away abroad.

"...Yes, it's the photo album in the bottom drawer, mom, please send it for me."

...

There was no dinner party at night, Han Shaoyun wanted to go back to the apartment after work, last night he tossed and tossed the beautiful Xiaoqinger, and he exhausted Xiaoqinger after all he had done, he was probably angry, and the parting kiss in the morning was wrapped in the quilt I don't give kisses here.

Han Shaoyun asked the driver to stop in front of a jewelry store, went in and prepared to pick one and take it back to make him happy.

The store manager recognized Han Shaoying at a glance, and rushed up to entertain him.

Looking around in front of the showcase, Han Shaoying didn’t know what to buy for a while. He gave Mo Ming many luxury accessories that could be worn with him, but he didn’t seem to have seen Mo Ming wear them. He also asked, and Mo Ming said that he was a public figure. , Wearing those on the body is too ostentatious.

But he still wanted to see something on Mo Ming, something that belonged exclusively to him, Han Shaoying, so just looking at it made him feel at ease.

Watches and necklaces are too ostentatious, so... rings?

At Han Shaoyong's request, the manager took out a series of diamond rings for Han Shaoyong to choose from, and explained them attentively. When it came to couple rings, Han Shaoyong suddenly became interested.

A single ring, no matter how expensive it is, is just an ornament on the finger. It is meaningless if it is beautiful, but if it is a couple ring, even if you buy a pair of plastic rings on the side of the road, the little guy will definitely jump up and kiss him happily.

Thinking of Mo Ming's low-key request, Han Shaoyu ignored the manager's recommendation of a million-dollar luxury diamond ring, and specially chose a pair of platinum rings inlaid with small blue diamonds. They looked beautiful and exquisite but not ostentatious at all, but the price was tens of thousands less than The presents in the past were a bit shabby, but Han Shaoyong didn't care about them, his relationship with Mo Ming had passed the point where he needed to express his heart by the value of the gift.

What Mo Ming wants most by his side now is a sense of security.

After finally catching a wealthy man, the manager certainly didn't want to just issue a bill of tens of thousands of dollars.

"Mr. Han, we have customized services here. Do you want to order a unique diamond ring for yourself and the person you like? Although the pair of rings you chose can convey your affection, they are far less special than the customized ones. Then I will witness your unwavering love for him until death." The manager said with a smile, and according to what he learned from the Internet, this rich man is not usually generous with his sweetheart, and he only bought tens of thousands of yuan for couple rings. Totally inconsistent with others.

Han Shaoyun looked at the smiling manager and frowned slightly.

Always the same, unswerving until death?

This one is serious, like a wedding vow.

"Need not."

Han Shaoyun refused straight away, he didn't even take the bag, he paid the money and put the blue velvet box containing a pair of rings into his pocket, turned and left.

"Is President Han so sensible now?" In front of the counter, a staff member whispered to his colleagues, "I saw on the Internet before that he was chasing that rhetoric and was throwing money with inhumanity."

"It is estimated that you will gain wisdom by eating a pit, and you can't spend your heart and soul chasing it for a few years before making wedding dresses for others. Breaking 1000 million yuan into tens of thousands of dollars at a time is almost enough to chase it for a year."

"But if you buy a pair of couple rings, doesn't that mean that people are already chasing you?"

"No way, I haven't heard that Mr. Han is already with Wenci on the Internet. I guess it's an ambiguous period now."

"Hey, stop talking, Boss Han is back!"

While talking, I saw Han Shaoyun coming in from the revolving door in the hall again, frowning tightly, and went straight to the counter manager.

"Tell me about the customized model you just mentioned." Han Shaoying said.

"Okay Mr. Han, we have a picture album here, please come to the VIP room here." The manager suppressed his excitement, his brows were about to fly.

The communication was quite smooth, and the manager barely made any effort, and Han Shaolong conveniently signed a million-dollar custom-made couple's ring order.

Hearing the manager say that the implication is that famous flowers have their own owners, and there is a special liking, the corners of Han Shaoyun's mouth can't help but curl up.

It doesn’t matter if there are two pairs, a low-key one, you can wear it when you go out to work, and a high-profile one, you can wear it on a private date with yourself, and only show it to Han Shaotong, as for what will never change until death... Anyway, he explained to Mo Ming that it is a couple ring That's fine, the rest is up to the little guy to make up for himself.

Finally, the manager asked Han Shaoying if he would engrave the initials of the two on the ring, and Han Shaoying agreed without hesitation.

"Okay Mr. Han." The manager held a small tablet in his hand, recorded something on it with an electronic pen, and said with a smile, "We will ask the designer to engrave 'H' and 'W' on the two rings for you. , on behalf of Mr. Han, exclusive to you and the person you like."

Han Shaolong frowned suddenly: "w? Where did you get the w?"

The manager was taken aback, looked at Han Shaoying's cold expression, and moved the corner of his mouth uneasily: "Isn't it Wen, Mr. Wen?"

"Who told you?" Han Shaoying said in a deep voice, "What I want is 'M'."

"...m?"

"If you can't take this order, I can change the store."

"Yes, yes." The manager kept bowing and said hastily, "The company headquarters will expedite the work for you, and within ten days, we will definitely send you the finished product..."

Only then did Han Shaoying leave.

"It's not for Wenci, it's unbelievable." The female employee sighed, "M? Who is M?"

"Normally, you shouldn't pay attention to those fluffy things on the Internet. It almost broke something big just now." The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately, I just asked. I will pay for the loss."

The female subordinate at the side couldn't help laughing: "Manager, don't scare yourself. You can't tell the difference between the ring. If you put it on, it will be M. If you turn it over and wear it again, it will be W. You can tell which letter it is."

The manager was taken aback: "That's right, I almost forgot, the engraved rings of these two letters are exactly the same."

When Han Shaoying left the store, it was already dark.

He took out the small square velvet box for the ring in his pocket, opened it and glanced at the pair of diamond rings inside, the corners of Han Shaoying's lips curled up in satisfaction.

Xiaoguai was so happy.