Chapter 314: Counterattack Actress and Beijing Circle Second Generation Rich 10

Song Yu is a businessman who is extremely fond of talents.

The last time he showed such an eager look was when he saw all the song manuscripts that Xie Yuanzhou brought out from Chu Ning's house.

At that time, he withstood the pressure and fought for a contract with the highest level of treatment for Xie Yuanzhou.

This time is no exception.

Sure enough, after Xie Yuanzhou admitted that he wrote the song, Song Yu's expression softened instantly.

"Don't worry and take care of your injuries. During this time, I will apply to the company for bodyguards to protect you 24 hours a day. As long as you don't go out alone and don't go to places with few people, Jin Siyan will not be able to do anything to you no matter how arrogant he is."

Jiang Tang was very grateful.

Xie Yuanzhou thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Mr. Song."

Hiring a round-the-clock bodyguard is not cheap, and Song Yu will definitely have to explain this to the company's top management.

However.

Song Yu shook the music score in his hand and said happily: "As long as you can write good music, the company can give you any resources."

Xie Yuanzhou forced a smile.

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The live broadcast date is coming soon.

In the lounge of Xinghui Building, Cha Jiu is preparing for tonight's live broadcast.

The makeup artist leaned against the table, applying makeup to Cha Jiu, and exclaimed, "Your skin is the best among all the artists I have ever seen. You almost don't need makeup."

The skin is so soft and delicate with no visible pores, and the nose bridge and eyebrows are exquisitely defined with natural contour shadows.

Any unnecessary modification on this face would be a burden.

So the makeup artist simply applied light lip and eye makeup on her.

But this is amazing enough.

"Thank you." Cha Jiu smiled, responded politely, and continued to text the message in his hand with his head down.

——"Will you come to watch my live broadcast tonight?"

Soon, the person on the other side replied immediately.

——"No time for racing."

Oh wow, the tone was very cold.

Cha Jiu raised his eyebrows and sent out a crying emoticon.

"Ning Ning!"

When I looked up, Song Xingli excitedly entered the lounge carrying two bottles of champagne.

"Star."

Cha Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

She likes Song Xingli very much because he is sincere, simple, and treats his friends wholeheartedly without expecting anything in return.

She is like a little angel.

Song Xingli chuckled, taking pleasure in the misfortune: "I heard that Xie Yuanzhou broke a few ribs, so his performance tonight will definitely not be very good. I bought champagne in advance to celebrate!"

Cha Jiu was very grateful for his kindness, but was very clear-headed: "My biggest rival has never been Xie Yuanzhou, but my fans."

Fans who once loved her but became disappointed with her because of the gunman scandal.

Winning back their hearts is what Cha Jiu should do most right now.

Agent Shen Man just happened to come over, and when she heard what Cha Jiu said, she gave her a kiss on the cheek with satisfaction.

"I'm glad you have such an awareness. Don't worry, the teachers at Xinghui and I have listened to your songs over and over again, and each one is like a treasure. After tonight, no one will not love them, and no one will not love you."

Cha Jiu smiled at her, her beautiful face instantly radiating radiance: "Thank you, I hope so."

Shen Man was stunned for a moment, then murmured and changed the subject: "Maybe even without those songs, there would still be countless people who love you."

Just because of this beautiful face.

After Shen Man left, Song Xingli looked at her from behind and said in surprise, "Xinghui is too partial to you. They actually assigned Shen Man, a recognized gold medal broker in the industry, to you."

Cha Jiu was dissatisfied: "Hey, hey, after all, I am also a top star in the music industry."

Song Xingli sneered at her: "She used to be a top star."

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The live broadcast has officially begun.

The long-awaited audience poured into the live broadcast room, but they did not come to listen to the new songs, but to mock and vent their anger.

They still cannot accept that the redemption singer they once believed in turned out to be a complete liar.

The audience also included the navy troops hired by Shengyu and Huanshi, who tried their best to create a negative atmosphere.

[The genius liar is out to make money again. Which gunman's song is he using this time?]

[You deceived us and took advantage of the support from people with depression. Why do you still have the nerve to show up?]

[Apologize! Quit the music industry forever!]

The screen was covered with a barrage of insults.

Until Cha Jiu appeared.

She is so beautiful that it leaves people speechless.

Even the barrage screen was blank for a few seconds because the audience was distracted.

The fluffy golden curly hair falling down in front of her chest made her look as beautiful as an angel. But the pure black shoulder-less deep V vest and the cross pendant choker tied around her well-defined neck made her look as sexy and seductive as a devil.

"Long time no see." Cha Jiu smiled at the camera, her tone familiar and nostalgic, as if all the audience in front of the screen were her closest friends, "Thank you for coming to listen to my singing tonight."

The audience was thinking, we are not here to listen to the songs, but to spray you...

But when facing a face like this, there are much less curses on the screen.

Before the audience left the live broadcast room, Cha Jiu picked up the guitar at hand, plucked the strings, and began to sing the first song that connected her with her fans.

Pierce the haze.

The clear and healing voice is so familiar, just like the girl who stepped onto the podium of the music festival at the age of fifteen, using her unique music to save those whose souls are trapped in the cracks of the world.

The true fans who have been waiting silently have tears in their eyes, and the anti-fans who have unfollowed and turned against the idol also begin to sink into the unforgettable good memories.

Chu Ning.

How much they had loved her.

She is the breeze on the hills and the gurgling water, and her music has cleansed the confused and tired hearts of countless people.

The song is over.

Some people are addicted.

Some people continued to sneer.

[Aren’t you going to sing a new song? Why are you playing the sentimental card of an old song?]

[Without Xie Yuanzhou, Chu Ning probably wouldn't be able to write even a single new song. ]

【It's a pity that the hero is old and his talent is exhausted. 】

Cha Jiu put down his guitar and apologized seriously to the camera.

"I'm sorry. For a long time, I lost myself due to my illness and chose to use the wrong way to complete my music creation. This is an undeniable mistake. For this, I solemnly apologize to all the fans who love me."

"I am so afraid of losing my creative ability that I am so proud of, and I am also afraid of falling off the platform you built, but as you said..."

At this moment, the door of the live broadcast room was suddenly opened.

A tall and unruly figure walked in.

Cha Jiu paused for a moment, but quickly continued:

"As you said, heroes will grow old, inspiration will dry up, and even the king on the high platform will eventually face the end of falling."

"But fortunately, I found the muse who reawakened my dead soul. She gave me infinite vitality and endless inspiration, allowing me to create 18 songs for this live broadcast."

Jin Siyan walked to the corner, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Obviously, he was somewhat proud of being Cha Jiu's inspiration Viagra.

The live broadcast room almost exploded.

【Eighteen Poems of Seizing Younger Brothers】

[Am I hallucinating? Ning Ning wrote 18 new songs]

[Who is Chu Ning's muse if I am the only one paying attention to her?]

Cha Jiu gradually suppressed the gentle apology on his face.

Instead, there was a smile that exuded ambition.

“So, welcome to my never-ending music world tonight!”

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Author: After leaving, I came back, still a waste.