——Call me husband.
As soon as these three words came out, Lin Luosang felt his whole body stiffen, the blood in his body flowed backwards, and his neck and crown began to feel numb.
Why do you have to call me husband? Isn’t it better to call me boss?
She blanked her mind for a moment and thought about the feasibility of her husband's request.
Strangely enough, although her emotional state hadn't changed, she could pronounce these two words very smoothly when she wanted to insult him; but now, in normal circumstances, these two syllables seemed to be stuck to the tip of her tongue, and it was difficult to pronounce them no matter how hard she tried.
Pei Hanzhou looked at her like she was in a trance and thinking for a long time, as if she had gone through a great psychological struggle, and then she slowly opened her eyelids and opened her lips.
She opened her mouth, put the tip of her tongue against the roof of her mouth, and began to pronounce——
"Then I'll think of another way."
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
The first attempt failed. Lin Luosang shook his head and returned to his original position, intending to continue making music and make other plans in the field of robotics.
Every work is like her son. If there is a way to make it better, she will spare no effort to do it.
Lin Luosang sat in front of the computer for a while, his reflexes returning to normal, but he couldn't help but complain, "You're so heartless. You're asking me for something so simple, and I have to say what you men like to hear. Have you ever considered my son's feelings?"
At this point, a light bulb suddenly lit up in her head, as if someone had suddenly opened up a new idea. She looked at Pei Hanzhou again with a burning gaze: "We are getting married, right?"
The man had no idea what she was asking and raised his eyes coldly: "What do you think?"
She pointed to her screen again and said, “Since we are married, this song is my son, and your son as well.”
At this moment, Pei Hanzhou, who was happy to be a father, frowned, and a beautiful question mark appeared from his brows.
"My son's about to be born, and you don't even want to give him some money for milk powder?" She complained passionately, her words coherent and clear. "As a father, even if you don't have any responsibility to raise him, shouldn't you at least have a sense of devotion? You can't let a mother like me suffer and take care of him for the rest of his life, right? What's wrong with my son wanting a robot toy? Is that too much?!"
Pei Hanzhou met her gaze, his fingers twitching slightly, and after a moment, he whispered, "...Why not a daughter?"
Lin Luosang:?
She was caught off guard by the man's novel train of thought. She touched her headphones and followed his nonsense: "It doesn't matter whether you have a son or a daughter, but this song is more like a son."
"What's wrong with my daughter? Can't my daughter want a robot?"
Pei Hanzhou nodded slightly and turned his gaze back to his screen: "If you want it, earn it yourself. I won't spoil my child."
She didn't know why the man, who had never refused her request in the past, insisted on her calling him that name before he would satisfy her request today.
Lin Luosang choked up for a long while before straightening the earphone cord and muttering unwillingly, "...You are truly heartless."
That night she could only fall asleep with regret and dissatisfaction, and in her dreams she fought three hundred rounds with this heartless and trashy man.
She didn't know what time it was in the morning, but it was still dark when she was woken from a sound sleep. She heard the man whispering, "Lin Luosang."
It didn't sound like a big deal. She was still in a chaotic sleep and made an indistinct "hmm" sound.
"Open your eyes and unlock your phone," Pei Hanzhou coaxed, "and I'll give you the robot."
She didn't want to think at all. After hearing what he said, she forced herself to open her eyelids. Seeing that the facial recognition lock at the top of the phone was turned on, she wanted to get up and ask a few questions, but in the end, sleepiness overcame her reason and she found the strength to fall asleep again.
It was not until nine o'clock that she woke up in a daze. Her consciousness suddenly became clear. Thinking of Pei Hanzhou's actions a few hours ago, her heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned around and reached for her mobile phone to check what he had done.
The wallpaper has not changed, the software has not been deleted, the files have not been lost, and the friends in the address book have not been deleted.
...Maybe he just wanted to see if there were any secrets in her phone?
There was nothing in her phone that was shameful to be seen by others, so she didn't pay much attention to it, put it down and went to brush her teeth.
This morning, Ji Ning and Sheng Qianye came to visit her, and the three of them made an appointment to have morning tea together.
After chatting for a while, Sheng Qianye mentioned that something very interesting happened recently, so he shared it in the group for them to see the whole story. Lin Luosang clicked on WeChat and was about to go to the group, but found that a strange dialog box appeared on the phone screen.
She thought someone had changed the profile picture, so she clicked to find out, and found that the number of friends in this user's circle of friends was zero.
The only conversation she had with this "friend" took place at 5:30 this morning.
Z: [I have approved your friend verification request. Now we can start chatting.]
Lin Luosang: “…”
This rubbish Pei Hanzhou actually secretly added her WeChat while she was unconscious?
And she used her WeChat to scan him? He accepted it?
Lin Luosang's lower lip trembled, and he couldn't find any words to describe the man's shamelessness.
"What's wrong?" Ji Ning noticed Lin Luosang's aphasia. "What are you daydreaming about?"
"Do you think... is there a limit to how shameless a man can be?" Lin Luosang pondered for a moment, then looked at them seriously. "I don't think so."
After defining Pei Hanzhou, she explained the cause and effect of the current incident in detail, and finally provided supporting evidence by showing a dialog box that showed that she and Pei Hanzhou were born at 5:30 this morning.
Sheng Qianye burst into laughter the first second: "He's quite resourceful, taking advantage of others when they're in trouble. Yes, he really is an unscrupulous capitalist, and you're not called that in vain."
Ji Ning picked up the water cup and took a sip. After a moment, he commented, "Why do I think it's a bit of a contrast...?"
"Are you crazy?!" Lin Luosang immediately reached out to touch Ji Ning's forehead, "Have you lost your ability to distinguish between right and wrong after filming a variety show with Ji Shiyan? Wake up, not all men who know Ji Shiyan are good men."
"Occasionally, this kind of... spice up the boring married life," Ji Ning coughed twice to cover up, "isn't it?"
Sheng Qianye was so amused by the whole thing that he couldn't stop laughing. He took the time to clear up Ji Ning's confusion: "You think too much. Their married life is not boring at all. Lin Luosang wants to beat her husband up a hundred times anytime and anywhere."
Then the topic turned to two women advising Ji Ning, who was filming a dating variety show, "Stay away from men, feel refreshed, and start a happy new life."
As he was speaking, Sheng Qianye saw Lin Luosang's complicated expression and brought the subject back to the topic: "I finally understand why you said last time that you and Pei Hanzhou would never fall in love."
Lin Luosang was busy on his phone, mumbling a few words in reply. Ji Ning, standing beside him, asked, "Can you be sure about something like love? What if you really fall in love?"
After Ji Ning finished asking, the room was briefly quiet for a few seconds. A sound from outside came in faintly through the crack in the door. It sounded like someone was taking an economics class and was explaining the professional term "traveling stop loss". It was probably about setting a stop loss of a certain number of points following the latest price. When the market moves in the other direction of the prediction, the loss account should be closed in time.
For Lin Luosang, the same principle applies to feelings.
She withdrew her hand from playing with her phone, raised her chin casually, and said lightly: "If you like it, cut your losses in time."
Since she knows that the person she likes will not like her back, it is better to stop in time to avoid the huge trauma that will come from accepting the reality after falling into depravity. It is also the so-called short pain is worse than long pain.
The sooner you withdraw, the safer you will be.
"What do you mean by cutting losses in time?" Sheng Qianye asked her, twirling the phone case delicately with his fingertips. "Divorce?"
"should."
Lin Luosang raised his eyebrows. "The more you like someone, the more you like them. The more you like them, the more offensive their indifference will be to you. So once you've fallen in love, you definitely can't stay together. It's torture for both of you."
She spoke rationally and objectively, as if she was just analyzing a matter that had nothing to do with her, and setting the best solution for herself based on her self-protection mechanism.
Sheng Qianye and Ji Ning simply looked at each other with admiration and complicated feelings. They were pleased with her insight, but also inexplicably felt a bit of indescribable regret.
After Lin Luosang finished speaking, she stopped thinking about the topic. After all, her reason and emotions had already made what she thought was the most perfect choice. So she turned over and clicked on her profile page while holding back her smile.
Just now, she thought of a very good way to deal with Pei Hanzhou.
Find the picture you want on Baidu, change it, change your username, and then make the Moments visible for three days.
Her page was blank, like an emotionless system robot.
She only added some very close friends to this account. It is not a work account, so they have such a close relationship that there will be no problem even if they send the wrong file.
The three of them were tired of chatting and started playing with their phones for a short while. Soon, Sheng Qianye, who liked to share his silly deeds in the group, discovered something was wrong.
"What's going on in our group? Whose green avatar is this? It looks so familiar."
"Me," Lin Luosang quickly claimed, "Don't make the mistake. From today on, I'm your file transfer assistant on WeChat. Next time you want to transfer a file like that, don't send it to me by mistake, especially Sheng Qianye."
Sheng Qianye who was named:? ?
"Why did you change your name and profile picture to File Transfer Assistant out of the blue?" Sheng Qianye confirmed in disbelief. "Do you deserve a slash?"
"I didn't even agree to add Pei Hanzhou on WeChat," Lin Luosang pouted, explaining the reason behind his behavior. "He can use my WeChat to add his own. What's wrong with me using the transfer assistant to blur his vision?"
This file transfer assistant is equivalent to the storage transfer station in WeChat, making it convenient for users to transfer files between mobile phones and computers.
Sheng Qianye hadn't expected anyone to use WeChat's internal settings to do such a frivolous thing. He was speechless for a long while before saying, "When it comes to childishness, you two are truly on par with each other. You're a perfect match, made in heaven."
"Aren't you afraid that the noble CEO won't use this thing?"
Sheng Qianye's question quickly touched upon Lin Luosang's blind spot. She pondered for a moment, as if suddenly enlightened, before saying, "Okay, then I'll go back and brainwash him so he can use it."
Sheng Qianye: “…”
After breakfast, they went out shopping. Since the three of them had gained a certain degree of popularity and the weather was cold, they wrapped themselves in scarves and masks, and moved among the crowd, talking in low voices.
Fortunately, there were not many people in the high-end commercial area, and they relaxed after walking for a while.
The buildings on the side are towering into the sky, and the large V&A logo is imposingly embedded in the center. From the decoration to the interior, it is filled with a strong sense of coolness and expensiveness. The perfumes displayed on the glass shelves are a row of unique and girlish styles, which are even more eye-catching under the shining lights.
Sheng Qianye tugged at his mask. "V&A, the perfume empire built by Zhao Xuanya."
Ji Ning didn't do his homework, so he leaned over and asked, "Is there any allusion?"
"This is Pei Hanzhou's mother's perfume group. It's been popular for almost twenty years. When it was at its peak, ninety-nine out of a hundred women were using her classic floral perfume." Sheng Qianye smiled, his hands folded. "No one would have thought that Pei Hanzhou, born into a family like that, would not inherit the family business at all."
Lin Luosang: "How do you know so much?"
"This is something everyone should know, okay? Only someone like you who spends all day immersed in music doesn't know." Sheng Qianye pointed his finger, "It's such a coincidence that we're here. Let's go in and take a look."
The store is filled with the classic scent of V&A, which is a mixture of Damascus rose, light citrus scent, and a hint of wood leaf.
Lin Luosang was not surprised by the popularity of this perfume more than ten years ago, because this fragrance is indeed very comfortable and pleasant, and it is versatile and suitable for any woman and any occasion.
Seeing them wandering around, the clerk, who seemed to be very knowledgeable about business, couldn't help but follow them and give them a detailed introduction: "In addition to the best-selling items, ladies can also check out our unisex and men's fragrances, which are perfect for gifts for boyfriends or bosses on special occasions."
“No need,” Sheng Qianye pulled down his mask, “They don’t deserve it.”
Shop assistant: “…”
The good manners cultivated by Ran made the clerk choke for a moment, but she quickly said gently, "Then is it still about the women's fragrance? Our women's fragrances are all very good and popular. The young actress Ji Ning used one of ours in "First Kiss Diary."
Sheng Qianye pulled down Ji Ning's mask and asked her, "Really?"
Ji Ning was stunned for a moment, then straightened his scarf: "It seems so, V&A is one of our sponsors."
Shop assistant: “…………”
Unexpectedly seeing Ji Ning and Sheng Qianye at the same time, the clerk stood there for several seconds, stunned. When he was about to speak, he saw Lin Luosang pulling off his mask: "Hello, is that a women's fragrance over there?"
It looks really good.
The real person is indeed more beautiful than in the "Audio-Visual Feast", with delicate, pure and bright facial features, outstanding temperament, and even the slightly curved corners of her mouth are a surefire beauty.
The clerk stared at her in a daze for several seconds before reacting with an "Ah!" and turning to where she pointed. A riot of thoughts raced through his mind before he finally managed to untangle his thoughts.
"Yes, Sangsang really has good taste. This is the classic limited edition of 'Dreamwalking in the Flower Realm'. The scent is based on our classic fragrance with a hint of blood orange added, but it smells basically the same as the classic. This is a commemorative bottle of our 20th anniversary bestseller, mainly for collectors."
Lin Luosang raised his eyes and hesitated for a second at the familiar "Sangsang" that the clerk called him. "Do you know me?"
"Of course, I've seen it on TV. I watched every episode of 'Audio-Visual Feast'."
Stars need to be chased, but goods also need to be sold. The clerk turned his attention to the commemorative perfume that Lin Luosang was eyeing and continued to introduce it, "The bottle is inlaid with sapphires, pink gemstones, and mother-of-pearl. The cap can be removed and installed on the bottom of the bottle. The jewels are inlaid using a precision technique, without metal claws or glue. More importantly, this product was sold out worldwide three months ago. The only bottle you can see is one that an old customer asked us to keep, but ultimately some problems arose and we didn't buy it."
"This is probably the last bottle in the world. Once it's sold out, there won't be a replacement. We might have to wait another ten years for the next classic commemorative edition. This perfume is also very cost-effective. Not only can you spray it, but it's also beautiful as a work of art at home. The design was done by the renowned designer White Leslie, and it took him a full six months to create."
To be honest, of all the things the clerk said, the only thing that impressed Lin Luosang the most was the phrase “the last bottle in the world”.
No woman can resist the last bottle of perfume in the world that was sold out three months ago. Even if she likes it just a little, she will buy it immediately without hesitation.
What's more, Pei Hanzhou's mother has a really good aesthetic sense, and this perfume is amazing from the outside to the inside.
It turns out that excellent genes can really be inherited.
She ended up buying three bottles of perfume, and Sheng Qianye and Ji Ning bought two bottles each.
The clerk did not give her a discount because she was Zhao Xuanya's daughter-in-law, but because he liked her. He secretly gave her more than a dozen samples of perfume and asked her not to tell anyone, otherwise he would deduct his salary.
As he walked out of the V&A store, Sheng Qianye stretched lazily and sighed, "Women really know how to make money from other women. Zhao Xuanya is truly a perfume genius. No wonder she's been able to make her career so successful."
Putting his hand down, Sheng Qianye turned to look at Lin Luosang: "What is she like in real life? Is her skin as good as in the news?"
Lin Luosang was lost in thought for two seconds before he said, "I haven't seen it before."
"Really?" Sheng Qianye was puzzled by her answer. "Has it been so long and you haven't seen each other? Pei Hanzhou never video calls his mother either?"
Lin Luosang recalled for a moment: "At least in front of me, I have never seen him contact his family."
Not to mention contacting her in front of her, Pei Hanzhou rarely even mentioned his family, never talked about the past, and never talked about family affection. The only relative he mentioned was his great-grandmother.
Thinking about it this way, she felt that she and he had an unexpected tacit understanding in this regard, and they had never talked about such topics with each other before.
Ji Ning also said: "I thought I didn't go to the wedding just because something happened..."
"It must be something. You know his parents have a huge family business. I heard that his parents rarely see each other, so they must have even less time to see their son." Sheng Qianye put his arm around Ji Ning's shoulder. "Rich people are always busier. They negotiate business across continents and oceans every day, and have endless proposals to review and socialize."
After saying that, Sheng Qianye opened his phone and searched for a long time, showing Lin Luosang a photo of Zhao Xuanya. "Pei Hanzhou's mother is really beautiful too, a classic beauty, raised with a silver spoon in her mouth. Look at how delicate she is, almost overflowing the screen. It feels like I'm sleeping on a pea, I'll get bruises on my body. Princess Pea, the real pea."
She stared at him for a long time, and those eyes were surprisingly similar to Pei Hanzhou's, somewhat aloof and arrogant, both with a strong and aggressive look.
The bone structure does look very similar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on where the difference lies.
Ji Ning rested his head on Lin Luosang's shoulder and said softly, "Pei Hanzhou is really lucky. He inherited good genes."
"Pei Hanzhou is pretty amazing, isn't he? He's been able to achieve such success in his career even without his family. How many second-generation rich kids can't fly under their parents' protection? They'll break bones at the slightest gust of wind."
…
Sheng Qianye beside him was still chatting with Ji Ning. Lin Luosang looked at the V&A handbag with the silver hot stamping logo in his hand, then raised his head and looked at the sky further ahead.
The sky is a bit gloomy and it looks like it's going to rain soon.
Not long after Lin Luosang returned home, the man also arrived in the living room, but he soon went to the third floor for a meeting, and she sat alone on the sofa writing songs.
After writing for a while, she suddenly remembered that she had not unpacked the things she bought today, so she quickly pulled out the bag, admired her spoils for a while, and then opened the cap of the perfume and sprayed it a few times, letting herself bathe in the gentle fragrance of flowers and leaves, and her mood became more comfortable.
Unexpectedly, she heard a man's footsteps on the stairs beside her. She closed the lid and looked up, and found that Pei Hanzhou happened to walk to the table to drink water.
There were cherries washed by his assistant next to him. Lin Luosang felt a little thirsty, so he walked over to eat the fruit without putting down his pet. He was ready to show Pei Hanzhou the last limited edition in the world that he had snatched.
As a result, before she even reached his side or extended her hand to take the cherries, the man frowned and took a few steps back. When he turned around to look at her, there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes.
He had never been repulsed by her approach, but this was the first time he took a step back without even seeing her clearly.
Lin Luosang was stunned for a moment. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. He blinked, but before he could get closer, he heard his extremely cold voice.
"What did you spray?"
"Perfume, don't you like the smell?"
Lin Luosang put her finger to the tip of her nose and sniffed, trying to detect whether her scent was noticeable, but it was actually very faint. She had to work very hard to detect a hint. She asked curiously, "You have such a good nose, you can smell this?"
The man frowned hard, and his usually handsome features were now a little gloomy and showed a fleeting pain, as if he had a splitting headache. He pressed his wrist against his forehead, his breathing became a little disordered, and his steps were shaky.
Lin Luosang had never seen him like this before. He thought the fragrance had triggered some hidden illness of his. He quickly took a few steps back, subconsciously wanting to support him, but then pulled his hand back and asked, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
He was breathing rapidly, pressing his hands against the edge of the table repeatedly, veins popping out on his arms, and a thin layer of cold sweat seeping out of the tip of his nose.
Lin Luosang was terrified and ran to the coffee table to get his cell phone. He searched for a long time before he found the housekeeper's number. Before he could dial it, he heard a dragging sound coming from the stairwell again. It was him walking up the stairs quickly, holding on to the stairs.
Pei Hanzhou walked very fast, as if he was running away from some horrible memories.
She had never seen such an emergency before. Her hands were shaking as she dialed the phone. She controlled herself and explained the current situation as concisely as possible, and then asked the housekeeper to go upstairs and take a look.
In less than a minute, the housekeeper arrived safely and quickly called her on the internal line: "Don't worry, Madam. The gentleman is much better now and is resting in bed."
Lin Luosang was still terrified when he thought of the scene just now: "Are you really okay? Or should we go to the hospital?"
The housekeeper gave her a tranquilizer: "Master said no, don't worry, he knows his body well."
She said "Oh", then put down the phone and looked at the bottle of classic women's perfume on the table.
She was no different today than before, and she didn't even have time to say a word. The only difference was that she tried this perfume, which was also keenly noticed by Pei Hanzhou.
Does he dislike this perfume?
But isn’t this her mother’s masterpiece?
The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, but all possibilities pointed to the bottle of floral perfume, so she could only send it outside and then open the doors and windows to let in some fresh air.
In order to avoid causing Pei Hanzhou discomfort again, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. She changed the shampoo all over her body to her usual lily of the valley scent, trying to dispel all the floral smell on her body. She rubbed and rubbed for an hour and a half before coming out.
When she finished blowing her hair, Pei Hanzhou had also rested and came downstairs.
She didn't know what to say. Her hands holding the towel rubbed randomly and touched her hair roots unconsciously. She always felt a little sorry and hadn't thought of any opening remarks.
The man spoke first. He covered his lips and coughed twice: "Why is it so cold?"
"I opened the window... to get some fresh air," she said, playing with the cord of the hair dryer. She looked up and asked, "Are you... feeling better?"
"Better," he said with his eyes downcast, "I'm fine."
Lin Luosang pointed forward and said, "Then go sit on the sofa and rest. If you still feel uncomfortable, tell me."
The man sat on the sofa and watched her busying around in the bathroom, finally standing on tiptoe to put the hair dryer on the shelf.
My eyes drifted towards the misty bathroom and her slightly damp hair, and I realized that she had taken a shower.
Pei Hanzhou patted the sofa and said, "Come here."
Lin Luosang approached slowly in slippers, a little shy and evasive. When he was three meters away from him, he suddenly stopped and said, "Wait."
Then she raised her hand and carefully smelled the back of her hand, arm, and fingertips, even her hair, and her little nose twitched like a guinea pig.
“It has no taste,” she said.
Before he could answer, he heard her voice again: "Then if you have any problems later, it will not be my business."
“…………”
The atmosphere finally relaxed a lot. She sat down next to him, calmed her head, and lightly kicked the sofa post at her feet with her slippers. She said, "Are you allergic to roses too?"
"no."
"The one I'm wearing is..." she explained, "the fragrance your mother made a while ago. It was very popular and has been selling well for twenty years."
"I know."
No more words.
Finally, Pei Hanzhou said, "Don't criticize that anymore."
"You don't want any of the others, or just that one?"
"Don't use any of the perfumes she makes."
A subtle atmosphere spread in the hall. She had a lot of questions to ask, but the thoughts flashed through her mind and she felt that she was overstepping the line. In the end, she just nodded and said yes.
Lin Luosang took out the remote control from the drawer and wanted to turn on the TV to ease the atmosphere. Just as he changed the channel, he heard the man whisper, "Were you scared just now?"
She touched the back of her neck and said, "A little bit. I thought I had done something wrong."
"It's not your fault," he said, "don't blame yourself."
She felt as if the man had something else to say, but in the end he just ruffled her hair and said, "Go upstairs and sleep when you're done. I'll wait for you in the bedroom."
"……Um."
Even though she was the one who sprayed the perfume, the usually sharp-tongued man didn't seem to blame her at all. This surprised Lin Luosang, who thought he was just not in a good mood. Until one night before falling asleep, amid the sounds of typing and turning pages, the man tilted his head and asked her, "Which robot do you want?"
Last night she mentioned the robot just on a whim, and she was planning to think about the plan in detail today, but the sudden incident just now made her lose the energy to think about it, and she could only modify the details in the arrangement.
"I haven't thought about that yet. I'll tell you when I do."
"Well, if there's a need to make some procedural changes, it might be too late. I'll have my secretary send you the main categories for your reference."
She was about to say that we had added each other on WeChat, but then she remembered that she was disguised as a file transfer assistant, so she just nodded and didn't expose herself.
The next afternoon, the theme meeting and draw recording of "Audio-visual Feast" were successfully held.
For the sake of fairness, the performance order of the show is usually determined by drawing lots, but sometimes in order to promote the predetermined contestants, the program rules will be slightly revised in advance so that the highly recommended guests have a later ranking.
Needless to say, the director team also found Lin Luosang this time and asked her if she wanted to change the rules and let her be the last one to perform.
She didn't like being treated specially and thought it was troublesome, so she said no, just follow the usual rules.
The drawing of lots is also included in the recording. This part will be edited into the main program of the TV station and will also be broadcast as a behind-the-scenes feature on the Internet, so all the guests have put on their makeup and are waiting quietly in the room. Because Ni Tong had a wound on her face, she hung a mask on her chin and didn't put on much eye makeup. She looked a little tired and haggard.
She also wore a mask during her performance the night before, and her hoarse voice affected the performance to a certain extent, making it worse than her usual performance level.
Everyone drew lots randomly. Coincidentally, Lin Luosang obviously did not collude with the director team, but he ended up drawing the last one due to luck, while Ni Tong drew the first one.
After the draw, everyone went to the meeting room to discuss what to sing in the next episode. Lin Luosang chose a song with hidden acrostics called "Letting Go". The whole song describes the protagonist's letting go of a previous relationship. The hidden acrostics in the chorus also mean "I am very relieved", but the hidden acrostics at the end use words to euphemistically indicate that the so-called letting go is actually - "a lie to you".
When Ahguai heard it, he was pleasantly surprised: "I really like this idea, so cool!"
Ximu, who usually sat at the table in silence, nodded. "It vividly captures the stubbornness of girls when they break up, and the words are very sophisticated."
"That's a really good idea," Ah Guai nodded uncontrollably. "Then we can mark the first word of the key phrase on the screen behind the lyrics, and put them together in one paragraph. This will make it easier for the audience to see the clever idea of the acrostic poem."
Lin Luosang's idea coincided with Aguai's: "That's what I was planning too. I'll talk to the stage designer about making a preliminary plan later, and then revise it during rehearsal."
Everyone was discussing enthusiastically, but Ni Tong, wearing a baseball cap, remained silent, his entire face hidden in the shadow under the brim of the hat, staring blankly at something.
Lin Luosang thought that Ni Tong was hit hard and had stopped, but after the meeting, when she went to the inner part of the bathroom to wash her hands, she unexpectedly heard the sound of conversation coming from the sink outside.
The voice sounds familiar, it should be Ni Tong's agent or Ni Tong herself.
Ni Tong's agent was clearly getting anxious, shouting repeatedly, "You're not in good shape. How are you going to compete like this? You're capable. If we can't get first place, we can fight for third. Third place wouldn't be shameful either."
As he spoke, he forced himself to be more patient. "I know you're feeling down, but you have to adjust. Everyone's so good. If you don't cheer up next time, you'll be eliminated. This is the best chance we have right now. Do you want to give up like this?"
There was a sound of running water from the faucet. Ni Tong pulled the mask to his throat and splashed the cold water on his cheeks.
The cold water seeped directly into the pores without any obstruction. The biting cold and pain made it difficult for people to wake up. Ni Tong's hand still maintained the action of the switch, allowing the water to continue to wash over him, and he looked up at himself in the mirror.
Drops of water rolled down the corners of her eyes, the coldness stimulating her senses. She shivered slightly with the cold, but something was burning somewhere.
Ni Tong's fingertips exerted force, staring intently at a certain spot, his voice echoing like an oath: "I understand. I will... cheer up."
Three days later, the first rehearsal for the next episode of "Audio-Visual Feast" officially began.
Lin Luosang always felt that there was something wrong. After he finished practicing first, he kept a close eye on it and waited until the end to watch the songs prepared by Ni Tong.
She finally understood what kind of spirit Ni Tong was trying to achieve. This time, her lyrics creativity was ripped off by Ni Tong again.
Hers is called "Relief", and Ni Tong's is called "I Can't Love You";
The chorus of her song is "I am relieved", while the chorus of Ni Tong's song is "I love you";
She ended her sentence with "I lied to you", and Ni Tong was smart enough to change it a little this time. She did not use a hidden-head sentence, but directly changed it to a straightforward sentence "Can't I love you, but I love you".
Yue Hui looked at the situation and crossed his arms speechlessly. "When I first met her, I thought her liking for you was a bit of an act. Now I believe she truly loves you. She only has eyes for you. She doesn't care about any other woman except you. She would rather die in your hands. I'm starting to wonder, is she a closeted person?"
Lin Luosang actually didn't doubt that Ni Tong liked her songs. After all, when they chatted a long time ago, it was Ni Tong's thorough knowledge of every one of her previous songs that made her feel that she had found a like-minded musician and let down some of her guard.
Liking someone actually leads to subconscious imitation and learning, but if it goes too far, coupled with the interest relationship between the two people, liking and referencing can easily go astray and become endless reproduction under the filter.
Xiao Nuan suggested: "Why don't we tell the director to quickly find a sickness for her and ask her to leave, saying that she can't record because of something."
"To be honest, when I heard her chorus, I thought the same thing as you did," Yue Hui relaxed his neck and said thoughtfully, "but I suddenly don't think so anymore."
Lin Luosang turned around and asked, "What do you think?"
"Just keep her. It's not worth it to just let her go. Disappearing suddenly is not as interesting as a head-on battle," Yue Hui raised his eyebrows. "Since she likes you so much..."
Lin Luosang: "Then I'll change the song."
Yue Hui's expression froze for a moment, and it took him a few seconds to react: "What?? No, that's not what I meant. Don't get excited, calm down. How about we ask the director team to evacuate us?"
Lin Luosang shook his head, already having a new solution.
"Since she likes me so much..." Lin Luosang curled his lips and smiled, "Then I will write a song for her myself."
In fact, as early as the time when Ni Tong used soprano and synthesizer, she had vaguely had this theme and idea, but later it was temporarily shelved due to various reasons. Today, she suddenly had an idea and planned to pick it up again.
It can be said that it does not let down Teacher Ni Tong's attention for so long.
As long as Ni Tong dared to listen, she would know that they were talking about her.
New Ideas "Parasite" is the song she has written the fastest so far. In just a few dozen minutes' drive from the studio to home, she has completed most of the lyrics.
She was in a good mood when she arrived at the door of her house. She felt a sound inside but didn't listen carefully. She hummed a rough tune and pressed the fingerprint lock.
Just as the lock clicked and the door opened, a complete sentence happened to float out from the living room.
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