Wen Siran has been getting busier these days. There are more than 100 brands in the online mall. He has to arrange people to connect with them one by one, confirm their qualifications, and do a good job of quality control. His goal is clear, which is to be small but fine, and the quality must be well controlled.
But as soon as he saw the message from Xu Qingzhi, he immediately put down what he was doing and replied.
"Sure, you can send me the link and I'll have the technicians do it for you first."
Qingzhi: "Thank you."
It will take a few days to upload the song, so Xu Qingzhi just needs to get a definite reply, there is no rush for now.
She put down her phone and walked around the campus.
On the other side of the road is a landscape with several willow trees with long branches swaying left and right in the wind. The wind brings the smell from the pond below up, and it penetrates into the breath, which is cool.
From time to time, students in school uniforms walked past her.
At this moment, she had the illusion that she was back in high school.
Every memory has a flavor.
However, the taste of memories is not easy to describe, and it is different for each person.
The taste of her high school memories is sometimes bitter, sometimes dry, and sometimes restless.
Every time the bell rings at noon, I can’t wait to run to the cafeteria and smell the delicious food.
It was in the evening when I hurriedly washed my hair in the girls' dormitory and rushed back to the classroom for evening self-study. I happened to stop and look out from the corridor at the pink sky and the sunset, the wind blowing my hair, and the orchid fragrance of the shampoo.
But she still doesn't like to reminisce about high school.
Because, even after she reached the world of immortal cultivation, she still often had nightmares.
I dreamed that I went back to high school and was taking an exam.
The test paper in my hand was sometimes English and I couldn't understand it for a long time, and sometimes it was math and I couldn't write the answer no matter how hard I tried with my pen.
Sometimes I even dreamed that I woke up and there was only one minute left before the exam. I was so anxious that I couldn’t finish writing even though I was writing with a pen in my hand. I was so anxious that I almost cried.
"Hello, are you Xu Qingzhi? Can I...can I get an autograph?"
The young girl's voice interrupted Xu Qingzhi's thoughts.
Xu Qingzhi tilted his head to look over.
The girl was wearing a school uniform, had acne on her face, and had a high ponytail. She was holding a pen and an English book in her hands. When she saw her looking at her, she scratched her head nervously and trembled as she spoke: "Sorry, I only brought the English book, not the notebook."
A few meters away, there were a few girls standing and looking over here.
"Liu Mei really dares to ask for an autograph. She is so ugly. Even though Xu Qingzhi has retired, he is still a star. How could he possibly give her an autograph?"
"That's right. She's not afraid of scaring people. She's fat and ugly. It's annoying to see her studying so hard."
Xu Qingzhi took the pen and the English book. The English book was very thick and he didn't hold it firmly, so the pages flipped.
Inside were densely packed notes written in black and red pens.
Every child who works hard should be encouraged rather than criticized.
She smiled and said, "Of course I can sign it."
After signing her name, Xu Qingzhi returned the book and pen to her, then took out a bottle of chrysanthemums from his bag.
"I see you are a good kid, so I'll give you a bottle of chrysanthemums. Drinking it in water will have a very good effect on cooling down your body."
Liu Mei was stunned and forgot to refuse. The bottle of chrysanthemums had already been stuffed into her arms.
She looked at the slender and graceful figure going farther and farther away, and it took her a long time to recover. She felt like she was dreaming.
It was not until I looked at the chrysanthemums in my hands and the signature on the English book that I realized this was real and not a dream.
She had liked Xu Qingzhi since his first drama. When she was in the third grade, she worked very hard and was admitted to Meicheng No. 1 Middle School because she knew that Xu Qingzhi was a student of Meicheng No. 1 Middle School.
Liu Mei hugged Juhua tightly in her arms, her eyes determined. She wanted to be as good as the person she loved! -Zhoucheng .
Xia Weiwei reported to the company and uploaded the song.
Her agent called her and asked her to come back to the company.
There is a direct bus from her home to the company, which is convenient and saves money.
Xia Weiwei wore a baseball cap and a mask and took the bus to the company.
She was called to the meeting room. Her agent looked at her speechlessly and threw the documents in his hand on the table. "It's been half a year. What kind of song is this? You wrote it for a friend and it's free? Have you forgotten the contract you signed with the company? You wrote this on purpose to piss me off to death!"
Yu Lili on the side said sarcastically, "The song you wrote before, 'Secretly Flirting', was so popular, but the song you wrote now is so tacky. The company asked you to write a song for me, but you couldn't write a single song in half a year. Are you deliberately not wanting to write a song for me?"
Xia Weiwei listened with her left ear and let it out with her right ear, just standing there.
No matter what her agent and Yu Lili said, she remained silent.
After waiting for a long time and seeing that her agent had calmed down, Xia Weiwei timidly said, "I wrote this song for my friend. If there are any problems, the company can just pretend that it wasn't written by me. I'll let my friend release it himself... um, is that okay?"
"You can do it, you really can do it. Xia Weiwei, you don't even count the time. You haven't released a single song in half a year. You're almost invisible in the entertainment industry. Not to mention that other slow variety shows won't invite you, even singing variety shows don't want you. I don't think the company can accommodate a big Buddha like you. The contract will expire soon, so just terminate it early."
The company signed Xia Weiwei because of her ability in writing lyrics and composing music, and wanted to use this to promote other beautiful female artists.
As a result, apart from one song that became popular, I haven't written anything in the past six months.
Xia Weiwei felt a lump in her throat. She felt like a weakling as the company terminated her contract early.
She came out of the company. It was pouring rain outside, just like her crying heart.
Her cell phone dinged and she received a reminder that the song had been approved. She didn't expect that the review today was so fast. It usually takes a week.
She opened her phone and shared the song with Qingzhi.
Subconsciously, she inexplicably wanted to confide in Xu Qingzhi.
"Wow, wow, wow~ I was terminated by the company. I was so angry. My agent and Yu Lili caught me in the conference room and scolded me for more than half an hour. If I had known this would happen, I should have slammed the table and fought back."
I'm so angry.
When Xia Weiwei thought about how she had been like a quail before, being scolded and having her contract terminated, she wished the scene would happen again. She absolutely would not endure it any longer.
But in fact, she is a giant in ideas and a dwarf in actions.
She looked back at the tall office building, without even the courage to step back in. She was too obscure in the entertainment industry. Even when she attended the red carpet, she would be treated differently. Obscurity was her original sin.
She has no confidence to confront others, unless she doesn't want to be in this business anymore.
She still has a high mortgage to pay off, so she'd better just stay put.
It was still sunny here for Xu Qingzhi, so she was not surprised at all when she saw the news.
At that time, she was blackened by the entire Internet, and Xia Weiwei was terminated by her former company.
Otherwise, how could the resource of singing the interlude in the costume drama in which she played the third female role fall into Xia Weiwei's hands? It was the new company with a conscience that gave it to her.
She knew everything and was willing to pave a way for Xia Weiwei.
This time, she didn't want her best friend to be like before, with popular songs but not fame, and living a difficult life.
The song "Rich King Farm" may not be liked by the public, but Xia Weiwei as a person will definitely be remembered!
Xu Qingzhi comforted her: "Think about it from another perspective. Congratulations on your success in escaping from the sea of suffering. Maybe the next company will be better."
Afterwards, she sent the song link to Wensran and asked him to put it next to the name of the farm mall, in bold and capital letters so that it would directly jump to the page.