After the show, it was already three in the morning. She returned to her car and was no longer sleepy. Her agent An An was already dozing off.

She didn't bother An An. She picked up her phone, unlocked it, and then remembered the email she received before the show. She couldn't help but open it again and weigh the pros and cons in her mind.

The hotel she was staying in was near the TV station and she arrived there in just a few minutes.

After returning to the room, she said to An An, who was still yawning, "Give me your computer."

An An carried a laptop with her, and when she heard that, she took it out and gave it to her.

"There's no important information in it, right?" Bai Jinxuan asked as he turned on the phone.

An An hesitated for a moment and said, "Nothing particularly important, mainly some video materials."

"That's fine, go to bed first."

"You should go to bed early too. You have to catch a flight early tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I understand."

As soon as An An left, she logged into QQ, opened the email, downloaded the attachment to her computer, scanned it with the anti-virus software that came with the computer, and only unzipped the file when it said it was safe.

After decompression, it is an audio file.

She bit her lip and turned on the audio. Music came from the speaker, sounding like a pipa.

“It really is a song.”

She was very happy and listened carefully. As soon as the prelude sounded, it outlined the tense feeling of fighting, which caught her ears immediately, and then a male voice sounded...

"Why is it so short?"

Soon, the song was over. She took a look and saw that it was only a little over a minute long. Generally speaking, a song would be over three minutes long.

On second thought, it has both the verse and chorus, so if I loop it, the time will be about right.

I can only say that the person who produced this song is lazy.

Before, she had never studied music. Later, she received training and learned some basic things, not to mention her musical literacy. But as a listener, she thought this song was very nice. As far as she felt, no new song she had heard this year could compare to this one.

She couldn't help but click play and listened to it several times. She liked it more and more.

However, she finally turned off the player, shut down the computer, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and went back to her room to sleep. She had to get up early tomorrow, so she had to control herself.

Lying in bed, she was still thinking about that song. Although she had never heard of this song, it was hard to say whether the person who sent the email was the author.

Should I ask someone? As she thought about it, she soon fell asleep. She had been busy all day and was really tired.

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The next day, Bai Jinxuan was awakened by a knock on the door. It was An An who called her.

She had only slept for a few hours but she managed to get out of bed with great willpower. It would be terrible if she missed the plane.

After washing up and having a simple breakfast, the makeup artist came over to help her with her makeup. As a popular idol, she must wear makeup whenever she appears in public to show her best side.

After putting on makeup, the group left the hotel with their luggage and took a car to the airport.

At the airport, she met a large number of enthusiastic fans. She walked into the airport terminal with a smile on her face, escorted by security guards.

It wasn't until she got on the plane that she finally calmed down. She took out her cell phone, opened QQ, and opened the email from last night. She wrote down the other party's QQ number and searched for the other party through the number.

According to the information, he is a male, 25 years old, nothing else. There is nothing in the space. But judging from the level, it is not a new account.

She sent a friend request.

After a while, the plane was about to take off, so she turned off her cell phone, put on an eye mask, and started to catch up on her sleep.

Bai Jinxuan got off the plane and turned on his phone to see that there was no message from his friend, so he thought that maybe he didn't see it.

When I walked out of the airport, I met a large group of fans who came to pick me up, and their scale was even larger than that of seeing me off.

After finally squeezing out, she got on the bus and rushed to her next workplace as quickly as possible.

Another intense day.

It was not until after midnight that she finally finished her day's work.

On the way back to the hotel, she was almost falling asleep. After working at this intensity for a week, even if she was in good spirits, she could no longer hold on.

When she arrived at the hotel, she opened her eyes with difficulty and stepped out of the car with all her strength. She asked, "What time is your work scheduled for tomorrow morning?"

An An said, "There won't be any tomorrow morning, so you can have a good rest."

"How could there be none? I remember I was going to shoot a magazine cover."

"I pushed it to the afternoon. I see you're getting tired and need to take a good rest."

"Okay, I'm a little tired these past few days."

After returning to the room, she didn't even want to take a shower. She fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

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The next day, Bai Jinxuan woke up from his sleep, picked up his cell phone and saw that it was already past nine o'clock. He sat up abruptly, then was stunned before he remembered that he didn't have to work that morning.

She let out a long breath and lay back down.

I've gotten used to getting up early during this period of time, and my nerves have been tense. Suddenly, I relaxed, but I felt uncomfortable.

"Sleep a little longer."

She covered herself with the quilt again, turned over and closed her eyes.

Ten minutes later, she opened her eyes again, somewhat helplessly, "I can't sleep."

I am usually so sleepy that getting up is a torture, but now I have time to sleep, but I can't fall asleep. This is unbearable.

She simply got up, opened the curtains, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. As a southerner, she felt uncomfortable if she didn't take a shower for a day.

Forty minutes later, she came out of the bathroom, sat in front of the mirror, and carefully took care of her skin. She had been too busy during this period and had not even done daily skin care. Now she had to make up for it.

After finishing all this, it was almost noon.

While An An hadn't come to find her yet, she got into bed again, took out her cell phone, and enjoyed this leisure time that belonged to her.

She turned on her phone and saw a notification message on QQ. She was startled at first, then she remembered the email from yesterday. She was delighted that she finally got a reply.

The other party sent a message, "May I ask who you are?" Looking at the time, it was just after eight o'clock this morning.

She responded, “Well, you sent an email to my mailbox, and I think you sent it to the wrong person.”

After a while, the other party replied, "Really? I'm sorry."

She sent another message, "Out of curiosity, I opened the attachment and listened to the song inside. I hope you don't mind."

"I posted it by mistake first, so I can't blame you. I just hope you don't post it online."

"Don't worry, I won't do such a thing. But, may I ask, did you write this song?"

(End of this chapter)