It doesn't sound credible.

Shen Jinfeng couldn't beat his sister, so he could only shrug helplessly and said, "Shi Xiaodi won't let the duck in his mouth fly away. If I don't reply to his messages and don't answer his calls, he will definitely come to the apartment to find me tomorrow."

Shen Yan nodded, "Then what?"

"Then--"

Shen Jinfeng dragged out the words, paused for a moment, met her focused gaze, and smiled suddenly, "Then guess, sister is so smart, you can definitely guess what the third brother wants to do, right?"

“…”

Shen Jinfeng, who felt that he had turned the tables, kept the secret a secret, took his phone and car keys, and went out, waiting for Shi Xiaodi in his apartment. -The next morning, Shen Jinfeng, who had not slept all night, really waited for Shi Xiaodi to come to his doorstep.

Shen Jinfeng deliberately let the person outside the door wait for a few minutes before he slowly opened the door with dark circles under his eyes.

Shi Xiaodi walked in with breakfast in his hand, smiling, and placed it on the table. He spoke with concern, "Xiao Shen, I can tell with my toes that you must have stayed up late again last night, right?"

Hearing this, Shen Jinfeng raised his index finger and shook it. Seeing that he was stunned, he smiled and said, "I stayed up all night."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help yawning and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing his happy expression, Shi Xiaodi pondered for a moment and asked tentatively: "So, you have changed all the songs?"

"certainly!"

Shen Jinfeng nodded, looking very satisfied with the masterpiece after this revision.

Shi Xiaodi was delighted: "Then you can make a demo and send it to me as soon as possible..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Jinfeng's face changed slightly, revealing an embarrassment. He sighed and said, "Oh, forget it, Brother Xiaoshi. I don't think I'm that good at writing songs. I just wrote these songs for fun."

What? You mean you don't want to send the song to him? How can that be possible?!

Shi Xiaodi's smile froze slightly, and he consoled her: "Xiao Shen, you have to be more confident. You have to take it out for a walk before you can say whether you are a donkey or a horse, right? You can't back down before you even get on the battlefield! Besides, I think you are very talented, and with your handsome looks, you are much better than those so-called handsome guys in the entertainment industry! I think it's only a matter of time before you become a top singer!"

Shen Jinfeng was touched: "Brother Xiaoshi, thank you for comforting me. I know you are a good person, but I still know myself. Forget it."

Shi Xiao smiled on the surface, but he was almost dying of anxiety because of him.

Shit! Who can tell him what this kid has been through? Why did he suddenly become so unconfident? ! Shi Xiaodi tried his best to persuade Shen Jinfeng, but he still couldn't make him "regain confidence". When he learned that the paper draft he wrote all night was in the room, he suddenly had an idea and changed the subject: "Xiao Shen, you haven't had breakfast yet? Come on, I brought it to you. Hurry and fill your stomach while it's still hot!"

Shen Jinfeng was naturally touched, "Thank you, Brother Xiaoshi, you are so kind!"

"Well, why are you being so polite to me?"

Shen Jinfeng pretended not to notice the calculation in his eyes and nodded: "Okay, okay, Brother Xiaoshi, you're welcome!"

The bathroom and Shen Jinfeng's room are in the same direction.

Shi Xiaodi tiptoed into the room and saw a stack of paper scores with musical notes written on them placed in a conspicuous place. He was immediately overjoyed and without thinking twice, he took out his cell phone and took a lot of photos at the fastest speed, then quietly put them back.

After returning to the living room, Shi Xiaosi, who was eager to make money, had no time to care whether Shen Jinfeng was eating the breakfast he brought. He just made up an excuse and left.

As soon as Shi Xiaodi left, Shen Jinfeng stood up and threw all the things he brought into the trash can with an expressionless face.

The miniature cameras hidden in every corner of the room recorded everything Shi Xiaosi did. -That night, after greeting Xingyou Entertainment, Shen Jinfeng started a live broadcast on a live broadcast platform under a sub-section of Xingyou Entertainment. The backstage staff followed the instructions and put his live broadcast room into a push pool that could make intelligent recommendations based on the audience's preferences but would not be particularly conspicuous.

Ten minutes after the broadcast started, hundreds of people came into the live broadcast room. Most of them clicked in because of the photo of Shen Jinfeng they saw on the cover, wanting to see if it was a fake photo.

Shen Jinfeng dressed himself up in the live broadcast room. His long hair, which was trimmed and slightly curled, looked fluffy and messy but not sloppy. He wore a casual white shirt, and his delicate facial features made him look like a literary youth, like a melancholy handsome man.

Seeing that the real person in the live broadcast room was even prettier than the photo on the cover, the audience, who had originally not had much expectations, were suddenly pleasantly surprised.

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——Newcomer? First time meeting you.

——Hello handsome guy, are you free to marry me?

——Ahhhhhh, this long-haired handsome guy is my dream!!!

It was Shen Jinfeng's first live broadcast and he was not familiar with the various operations. When he saw someone in the barrage, he waved in the direction of the camera unskillfully and said hello: "Good evening, everyone. My name is Shen Jinfeng, and I'm a singer-songwriter."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the audience in the live broadcast room became even more excited.

——Oh my god! The voice is so nice! So gentle!! My ears are pregnant!! ——The voice is so sweet! Are you sure it’s just a newcomer? Is it a smurf account opened secretly by some CV big shot? If anyone knows, please come out and tell me.

——Singer-songwriter? Do you have any works? Show us your talent~

Shen Jinfeng sat on a high chair, with one leg slightly bent and placed on the footrest, and the other foot firmly on the floor. He held his guitar and said with a smile, "Then I'll just show you a little bit, it's considered an improvisation. If I don't sing well, don't laugh at me."

——No way! Husband, how could I laugh at you! ——Husband, your legs are longer than my life! Fuck, do tall, handsome men with nice voices really exist? ! ——Ahhhhhh, I suspect you are being coquettish and I have a screen recording as proof! ! ——I am looking forward to it! With such a beautiful voice, anything she sings will sound good, right?

Shen Jinfeng played a few songs on guitar. Seeing that people in the comments were asking why he only hummed instead of singing the lyrics, he said, "These are some songs I wrote for fun. I haven't had time to write the lyrics yet. If you are interested, you can try to write the lyrics and send them to me. I might sing them during the next live broadcast."

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