The next day, when Chen Baozhu reported to the company that Wang Siyi's work for the next month would focus on performances at poetry conferences and cultural evenings, the company did not object and expressed strong support. Most of the notices were cancelled.
Chen Baozhu found it rare that Xinyi was so easy to talk to. Although she knew that Xinyi would be unable to do anything to them in the end, she still found it hard to believe that she was so straightforward.
But this is also a good thing for them. Wang Siyi stood next to Chen Baozhu without saying a word, just watching Chen Baozhu's performance. After knowing that she would not have to run around frequently for the next month, she couldn't help but feel secretly happy in her heart and could have a month's vacation.
Li Changle said that he needed her help with his creation, but Wang Siyi said she didn't believe it at all. This guy was just taking this opportunity to come to Shanghai and accompany her in the name of work.
She had seen Li Changle write songs before. If he really wanted to write, he could write a song like this in a day. He wrote the song "Lovesickness" in just half a day.
Wang Siyi even thought that when he wrote the poem of Qingping Tiao, he probably wrote the music as well. This guy was always so fast.
"I'll go out and pick up Li Changle and arrange accommodation for him." Wang Siyi lied to Chen Baozhu expressionlessly. Li Changle had been living next door to them for a long time.
Chen Baozhu hesitated for a moment, feeling that this wasn't appropriate. "Well, it's not a good idea for you to go. Xiuxiu can go. If you go and get photographed by others, it could easily cause a scandal."
Wang Siyi couldn't afford to let Xiuxiu become a third wheel, so she continued, "Didn't you ask me to spend more time with him? This is a great opportunity. If Xiuxiu goes, her sincerity will be diminished."
You are so sincere, Sister Wanjun. Xiuxiu rolled her eyes in her heart. She was the one who found the house where Li Changle lived. She was sure that Li Changle must have been in Shanghai. No wonder Sister Wanjun ran so fast last night. It turned out that she went to have close contact with Li Changle.
"You have a point. Be careful when you go out. Wear sunglasses, a mask, and a hat. Don't get photographed. Otherwise, you'll be in a lot of trouble."
How could I be photographed? I’m just staying in the community, Wang Siyi thought to himself.
"I understand. I'll go out then." Wang Siyi walked out of the door running with a secret joy in his heart.
"Strange, why does Wanjun seem so happy? Is there really no problem between her and that young man named Li Changle?"
After all, Chen Baozhu was not stupid. Seeing Wang Siyi's expression, she felt a little strange. She asked Xiuxiu.
"Ah, is that so? I don't think so. Sister Wanjun likes singing so much, it must be because she is happy to sing a good song." Xiuxiu felt very sad inside, but she didn't say it.
Sister Wanjun, please at least pretend for a while. If you continue like this, I won’t be able to fool Sister Baozhu anymore.
Chen Baozhu pondered for a moment and felt that what Xiuxiu said made sense, so she didn't dwell on it anymore.
Wang Siyi walked briskly and covered the 500-meter distance in just a few minutes. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled a familiar smell and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Her stomach was happiest when Li Changle was around.
Wang Siyi and Li Changle would come over at noon in the morning, so he went out to buy vegetables at around eight o'clock, and the flavors were all made according to Wang Siyi's preferences.
Li Changle felt it the moment Wang Siyi opened the door, but she was cooking at the time and had no time to look at her. She said something without turning her head.
"Go wash your hands, then you can eat later."
Unexpectedly, Wang Siyi had quietly walked behind him, stretched out her hands, and pressed her whole body against Li Changle's back.
Wang Siyi said softly: "It's great to have you here."
Li Changle felt the gentle touch on her back, and her heart softened. However, this was not the time for sweet nothings, so she said helplessly:
"I'm wearing an apron, it's very greasy, go wash your hands first, dear."
"No, I just like holding you like this." Wang Siyi hugged Li Changle like this, and after saying that, she kissed Li Changle on the neck.
Li Changle almost lost control and forgot to flip the braised pork ribs in the pot, nearly burning them. This abominable woman was actually messing with his Dao heart.
Li Changle hurriedly turned down the fire in the pot and wanted to turn around and hug the woman behind him, but Wang Siyi refused and quickly jumped away, making a face.
"Lululu, I won't let you hold me. My apron is so dirty. I need to go wash my hands."
Li Changle clenched the spatula in his hand and thought to himself, this woman is poisonous. She flirts and then runs away. Next time, I must find an opportunity to punish her severely.
Li Changle watched Wang Siyi contentedly finish the meal he had spent the whole morning preparing, and suddenly felt a surge of accomplishment.
But she was also a little worried. Looking at the little food left on the table, she was going to live in Shanghai in the future. She didn't know if she would get fat if she continued to eat like this.
"What are you looking at?"
After Wang Siyi had eaten, she noticed that Li Changle was looking at her with a slightly thoughtful look, and Wang Siyi felt a little uncomfortable.
"Aren't you afraid of getting fat by eating so much?"
"It's your fault that you're fat. Who told you to cook so much food? The traditional virtues of our Chinese nation are diligence and thriftiness. We can't waste anything." Wang Siyi said sternly.
"Yes, yes, you are the most thrifty." Li Changle was impressed by Wang Siyi for speaking so righteously about being able to eat.
Wang Siyi ignored Li Changle and stood up to clean up the dishes, which made Li Changle stunned.
"You don't have to clean up, I'll do it."
Wang Siyi rolled her eyes at Li Changle: "Didn't I tell you before, from now on you cook and I wash the dishes."
Li Changle didn't want to discourage Wang Siyi's enthusiasm, so she could only pray in her heart that she would not break the dishes again. Fortunately, Wang Siyi seemed to have really mastered the skill of cleaning up and washing dishes.
After cleaning up, Wang Siyi and Li Changle sat on the swing in the yard. When Wang Siyi saw this house, she immediately fell in love with the swing, and she rented it even though the rent was a little high.
"Have you already adapted these three poems from Qingping Diao?"
Wang Siyi leaned on Li Changle's shoulder and asked.
"Yes, so I came here this time just to accompany you. You must be touched." Li Changle did not deny it.
"Then sing this song to me again. I want to hear it."
Wang Siyi knew this would be the answer, but she was still curious. She wanted to know what the melody would be like if these three poems with such gorgeous words were adapted into pop songs.
"Okay, but I'm not a good singer. I need to practice my breathing first."
Wang Siyi raised her head and looked at Li Changle in confusion: "How do you practice?"
“Hmm…”
Li Changle did not answer this question, but told Wang Siyi with practical actions.
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