"Admit your mistakes firmly and never repent" was what Yu Wenyi said. Ten minutes ago, Tu Nian heard her say the same thing in the same sincere tone, but this time she would not believe it: "Get off my sofa and die, now!"
"Oh, okay, I won't eat it anymore. Why are you so fierce? You're so arrogant just because you have money. What will happen when you become a star in the future?" Yu Wen Yiyi pouted and pushed away the plate of sandy and sweet melons. It took him a lot of effort to pull his eyes out of the melons.
"Stop talking so smoothly and don't bring food onto my sofa anymore."
"Oh..." Yu Wenyi lowered his head reluctantly.
"Even the bed won't do!"
"Oh, I know. I'm so annoyed!" Yu Wenyi covered her head and fell back onto the sofa, lying like a corpse. But after a while, she raised her head from the pillow again. She turned around quickly, pinched Tu Nian's face with both hands, and while rubbing it, she smiled mischievously and said, "Tell me, what on earth did the rich man sign you for?"
By the time Tu Nian realized who was talking about her, Yuwen Yiyi's grinning mouth was almost drooling. She immediately shook off Yuwen Yiyi's dishonest hands and pulled him and his saliva under the sofa. Finally, she shook her hands in disgust and asked, "What did you say it was for?"
Yu Wenyi was waiting for these words. She didn't care about the melon seeds she had just sprayed all over the floor. She opened her eyes wide and moved closer to Tu Nian: "If you ask me, it's probably because of your face!"
"Huh?" Tu Nian shuddered, feeling that Yuwen Yiyi's words were completely unreliable: "I clearly rely on my strength, okay?"
Seeing her disbelief, Yu Wen enthusiastically explained, "Your strength certainly played a role in his selection, but do you really think you're the best out of everyone? You've seen the other vocalists before. Look at that guy, the roaring guy at the back. I listened to your group of songs carefully, and they sang really well. There's still a gap between you and someone who hasn't learned anything."
Tu Nian thought about it and nodded in agreement. It was no wonder Yuwen Yiyi was so naive. Zhou Zihong might have been a bit arrogant, but when it came to music theory, Tu Nian admitted he was better than him. But on second thought, Tu Nian discovered a fundamental flaw in Yuwen Yiyi's words: "That's not right. Bo Qiu also wanted to sign the person you're talking about."
"Hmm?" Yuwen Yiyi was confused again after Tu Nian said that. She remembered that Bo Qiu had only signed Tu Nian and a seemingly ordinary drummer. Could there be some hidden agenda behind this?
Tu Nian explained, "There were a lot of talent scouts in the audience during the performance that day. Bo Qiu wanted to sign him, but the scout said he had decided to sign with an agency called 'Huang Feng' and turned him down."
"Oh my god!" Yuwen Yiyi screamed again, even louder than before. "Huang Feng? Is that the Huang Feng?"
Tu Nian shrugged: "Do you know the second Huang Feng?"
"No, do you know what signing with Royal Wind means?" Yu Wenyi saw her indifferent expression and felt a pang of pain. "Royal Wind is the current top entertainment agency! Do I need to repeat this to you over and over again? Those people like Xiaoba, Xiaoyang, and the one with the four characters, aren't they all affiliated with this company?"
Tu Nian looked at Yu Wenyi's exaggerated expression, calmly took a piece of melon from the plate, took a bite, and then passed it to Yu Wenyi and asked, "Would you like to eat melon, auntie?"
Yuwen Yiyi took a deep breath and was about to slap him: "I'm talking to you seriously!"
"Okay, okay, okay..." Tu Nian pretended to dodge the slap, but in fact he was protecting the melon. He took another bite, then slowly said to Yu Wenyi, "How could I not know how good Huang Feng is? It's just that it is good, but it has nothing to do with me."
Yuwen Yiyi looked at her suspiciously, obviously not believing her.
After being stared at by her interrogating gaze for nearly a minute, Tu Nian finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Then they signed me, but it doesn't necessarily mean they really like me, right? Then you said that they might like me because I'm good-looking. What if I go and they don't let me concentrate on music? Wouldn't that ruin it?"
"Tu Nian--" Yu Wen Yiyi shook her like crazy, "You really pushed back the signing of Huang Feng!" She was just skeptical and wanted to test the waters, but how could she have imagined that Tu Nian could be so stupid!
Having known Yuwen Yiyi for so many years, this was the first time that Tu Nian was left speechless by a question like this. She usually lectured Yuwen Yiyi in this way.
"Bo Qiu organized this performance for this very reason. I can't..."
"You can't do anything!" Yu Wenyi was so angry that his forehead wrinkles were slightly squeezed out. "No matter what the reason is, Huangfeng signing you is an opportunity that you can't even ask for!"
"Yes, I admit that the rich producer did help you, but this is mainly due to your own efforts. You forgot how you finished writing that song the day before the performance..."
Speaking of this, Tu Nian suddenly remembered how useless she was that day. Not only that, she also clearly remembered that she had held Bo Qiu's hand and never let go.
When she thought of this, her face turned red.
Seeing Tu Nian's face suddenly turn as red as the melon in her hand, Yu Wenyi's chatter suddenly became less fluent. She pretended to be scolding, but in fact her attention was all on Tu Nian's face.
It would have been fine if she hadn't looked. As soon as she saw him, she noticed that Tu Nian's eyes were wandering, and his movements while eating the melon were not smooth. Thinking back to the day after the performance, when she saw Tu Nian's slightly red eyes, Yu Wenyi immediately understood what was going on.
She first coughed twice in a pretentious manner to attract Tu Nian's attention, and then slowly said: "I originally wanted to be with Mingyue, but Mingyue... also wants to be with me!" Yuwen Yiyi said the last half of the sentence quickly and fiercely. Tu Nian had been eating melons and was wondering what she was playing at, but now he was frightened and almost choked.
"Cough cough..." Tu Nian covered his chest and coughed for a while until his breathing became smoother. Then he scolded Yu Wenyi one by one: "What's wrong with you again? Mingyue Gouqu, you are showing off your junior high school Chinese level?"
Just as she was about to speak, Tu Nian's phone suddenly rang. Yu Wen Yiyi helped her pick up the phone. When she saw the caller ID "Bo Qiu", she smiled so hard that her mouth almost turned upside down, and all the words she wanted to say were immediately swallowed back.
What can be more interesting than listening to a live performance? Thinking of this, Yu Wenyi handed over the phone obediently.
Tu Nian took the phone and signaled Yu Wen Yi to be quiet. Seeing Yu Wen Yi nodded quickly, she answered the phone with confidence.
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