In order to get back to Y City as soon as possible, Pei Hanzhou finished all the things at hand as quickly as possible and changed the non-urgent meeting to be held on the plane.
The plane landed after more than two hours, and everyone had been in a meeting for more than two hours. When they got off the plane, it was inevitable that some of them were suffering from brain hypoxia, so they supported each other and walked slowly.
Pei Hanzhou, who was in the lead, strode forward quickly, quickly putting some distance between himself and the exhausted executives behind him.
Everyone can't help but feel strange.
"Why is Mr. Pei walking so fast? Isn't he dizzy?"
"He uses his brain the most, so shouldn't he be the last one walking?"
Luo Xun happened to be passing by and said, "He has strong physical strength, unlike us weaklings."
"Director Luo, you're joking. Everyone knows you're just pretending to be weak. Last time I saw you on the golf course, you were in great shape!"
"Is this true?" Luo Xun leaned closer. "Then don't tell my dad about this."
"Of course I know this, so relax."
Pei Hanzhou walked faster and faster until he completely left everyone behind.
When he was about to leave the passage, he took out his cell phone to confirm whether his car had arrived. When he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. He paused for a moment and then raised his head.
A familiar figure was standing a hundred meters away. She was wearing a light purple woolen sweater and an accordion-style skirt covered with tulle. She had her hands behind her back and was looking at him with a smile.
The long wind brought the faint scent of lily of the valley and also blew her skirt slowly, and the skirt rose and fell vertically, just like someone's hands playing music on the organ.
The man just stared at her from afar, unable to tell whether it was an illusion or reality. That was until Lin Luosang raised her eyebrows, and when she smiled, her small white teeth, as fine as woven shells, were revealed. Her pupils were gleaming, and she said teasingly, "Are you surprised?"
He curled the corners of his lips without warning, but stood still and slowly spread his arms.
Lin Luosang read his hint and walked towards him step by step. When there were only a few steps left, he broke into a jog and bumped his cheek and arm into the man's arms.
A very light and familiar cypress scent, a chest that makes people feel safe, and a solid hug.
His heartbeat was so close that you could hear it if you listened carefully.
The man put his arms around her waist and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to pick you up."
She tried to raise her head, and her breath softly sprayed on his chin.
Luo Xun and the others also walked out of the passage at this time. Facing the wide field and the figure standing in the middle, they were stunned for a few seconds before they said speechlessly, "Why is Pei Hanzhou standing there alone? He looks like he has a stomachache."
"Eh—" The person beside him took a closer look and then uttered a cadenced denial, refuting the rumor, "Director Luo, take a closer look? There are hands on President Pei's waist, right?"
Luo Xun shook his head and squinted his eyes to look carefully. The arm around the man's waist was slender, and there was a dazzling diamond ring hanging on his ring finger.
“…”
"oh."
The man was very tactful and said, "Since the lady is here, let's not disturb them and take another passage."
Luo Xun was dragged away like this, and before leaving, he gritted his teeth and said in anger:
"It's just a love affair, what's the big deal? It's so annoying!"
The person next to him looked up as if remembering something and asked, "By the way, I heard that Director Luo has been making continuous efforts recently. So, have you succeeded in pursuing Ye Xian?"
Luo Xun: “…”
"If I catch her, I'll go with you guys. If I catch her, I'll hug her at the airport. Not only that, I'll kiss her. You know what a French kiss is?! Don't ask me shit! Let's go!"
Everyone: ...
Who just said that love is annoying?
The next day, on his way to Zaizhou to deliver warmth, Lin Luosang met Luo Xun, who was wandering at the office door, at 1:15 pm.
She happened to have bought extra milk tea, and when she handed it to me, she asked, "Why are you standing here?"
"Sister-in-law is here? Good afternoon."
Luo Xun greeted her and then shook his head, answering her question: "Nothing, just a trivial matter."
Lin Luosang drank his unsweetened black coffee and asked, "What?"
Soon, Lin Luosang was brought into the office by Luo Xun, and the three of them formed a circle around the round table.
The difference was that Pei Hanzhou was still concentrating on reviewing documents, and only Lin Luosang was listening to Luo Xun.
Luo Xun propped up his head and sighed, "I was wondering why it was so difficult when it was my turn."
Lin Luosang didn't understand what he was sighing about: "What's so difficult about it?"
"You've reconciled, right?" Luo Xun patted his chest proudly. "I can say that I played a very important role in repairing your marriage this time. I've given Pei Hanzhou many suggestions and rarely made mistakes. It's not an exaggeration for you to call me your love strategist."
Lin Luosang pondered for a moment and said, "Then why are you still single? I helped you get two concert tickets last time, but you didn't seize the opportunity?"
"I did, but this girl is... too hard to pursue." Luo Xun sighed deeply, "It can be said that this is a major failure in my life."
Lin Luosang hesitated for a moment, thinking back to Ye Xian's appearance and temperament when they first met, and said, "She seems okay. That girl gives me the impression of being very delicate and weak. Logically, she should be easy to get along with."
"We got along quite well. We first met in the hospital. I was acting with my dad at the time," Luo Xun recounted, "playing a patient with heart disease, anemia, and muscular degeneration."
Lin Luosang gave a heartfelt compliment: "...You must have worked really hard."
Luo Xun said: "Then she thought I was really sick——"
Pei Hanzhou interrupted at this moment, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "You are already ill."
Luo Xun:?
Luo Xun didn't argue with him and continued, "Then she came to help me, and we established a good revolutionary friendship. We watched movies like Rolling Lawn together in the ward."
Lin Luosang raised his eyelids: "Isn't this a good development?"
Luo Xun stared at one spot. "Yeah, if she hadn't run into me in Happy Valley and the camera hadn't happened to take a picture of me cheering wildly on the roller coaster."
Lin Luosang: “…”
Luo Xun figured that since they were all girls, they should have some common ideas, so he asked for some solutions: "So, do you have any good opinions or suggestions for me?"
Lin Luosang imagined Luo Xun pretending to be sick and then being caught on a roller coaster ride. Finally, he stood up, patted his shoulder, and said sincerely, "I suggest you just hope for the best. If you can't catch her, just give up."
Luo Xun: ???
"This question is beyond the scope of the syllabus. I'll help you think about it carefully when we get back." Lin Luosang stood up. "I have to go now. I have a magazine shoot later. My car is waiting for me downstairs."
Pei Hanzhou frowned: "Leaving now?"
"Yeah, I was just trying to warm you up before I left," Lin Luosang pushed the cup over. "It's full of sugar and milk. It was my favorite before I became an artist. Remember to drink it while it's hot."
After Lin Luosang left, Luo Xun was drinking milk tea while thinking about his own countermeasures. Suddenly, he felt a deadly cold gaze. He slowly put down the milk tea and defended himself:
"I... I didn't know how many minutes my sister-in-law would leave. If I had known, I would definitely not be a light bulb and waste your time. You can't blame me, I'm innocent too."
The more he spoke, the gloomier his expression became. Luo Xun, adhering to the principle of cherishing life, silently picked up the milk tea and quickly left the man's office.
…
Lin Luosang has a busy schedule this afternoon. First he has to shoot a magazine, then he has to go to Tingcheng to teach the trainees, and after the class he has to hurry up to produce the album.
The schedule is tight, so there is no time to waste.
But unexpectedly, the photographer was stuck in traffic. The shooting time was originally scheduled from 2 to 4 o'clock, but the photographer arrived at 3 o'clock.
"I'm so sorry, the highway was closed. I had to take another lane and was stuck in traffic for a while." The photographer checked his watch. "How much time do we have left?"
"It was originally scheduled for two hours, but you were an hour late, so we only have one hour left," Yue Hui said. "If we didn't have anything else to do next, we could stay a little longer, but we have to leave at four o'clock."
Photographer: “So…”
Yue Hui sighed: "So the deadline is one hour."
The photographer thought for a moment before saying, "About the right amount. Her photos are expressive, so an hour is enough."
Lin Luosang has already done her makeup and hair, and all that remains is the main filming.
Today she was going for an elite style, and the theme of the shoot was related to musical instruments. The studio was fully equipped with guitars, pianos, harps, violins, accordions, etc., plus a computer she brought with her, which almost covered all the equipment she needed for making songs.
Anyway, the photo captures her most natural state when playing. She first touched the piano and began to improvise a piece.
As I played, I found the tune good, so I played it for nearly five minutes in one go, which is the length of a song.
She memorized the tune and then moved on to violin and guitar.
The focus just now was obviously on filming, but once inspiration came, she couldn't stop at all. She was completely immersed in her own musical world and forgot all the noisy external things.
Fortunately, she has always been good at managing her facial expressions, so even when she was absorbed in her creation, the pictures were very quiet and beautiful, and the photographer's hand never stopped pressing the shutter.
Within the one-hour limit, she played with great passion and became one with the scene.
This was almost the smoothest shoot. The photographer did not say a word the whole time to guide her into the mood, because her emotions were already perfect enough and there was no need for anyone to add anything. Speaking would only destroy the beauty.
The studio was very quiet and no one disturbed her performance.
Everyone just listened with their ears tilted, which was the most silent and powerful recognition of her.
In the end, she completed the magazine shoot in just forty minutes and also got a song.
While everyone was gathered around the camera to watch the results, she was still sitting in front of the computer, working on the music arrangement while the iron was hot.
After they got in the car, Yue Hui saw that she was no longer busy, so he asked, "What are you playing? Whose song is it? Why don't I seem to have heard it before?"
Xiao Nuan also nodded: "I think it sounds great. The tune gives people the feeling of a winter love song with snow falling."
Yue Hui: "Of course not. Anyone who can play the guitar for our magazine shoot must be someone extraordinary—"
Lin Luosang said, "I wrote it now."
Yue Hui: ...? ?
"Written now?"
Lin Luosang nodded: "Yeah, doesn't it look like it?"
"Don't be ridiculous. How could you possibly have written this on the spot? You didn't stop for a moment during those few minutes, and you didn't even choke. Who would believe you if you said it wasn't a finished song?"
Yue Hui was convinced she was joking, and he chatted happily for a long time. Seeing Lin Luosang's expression, he asked in disbelief -
"Did you really write it on the spot?"
"Really?" Lin Luosang nodded and added, "It's almost finished. We'll use this song as the album's pre-release song for promotion."
As the name suggests, a pre-release song is a song released before the album, and its main purpose is to warm up for the album announcement.
Yue Hui took a look at her computer and sighed, "You're so fucking awesome."
"Every time I think you're awesome, you still do something that pushes the boundaries of my understanding of you." Yue Hui was still in disbelief. "Who the hell could touch a piano key and start writing a song when they're so nervous? The song was already written before the magazine shoot was even finished. Who would believe that?"
Xiao Nuan said, "That's perfect. The magazine will be out in about a month or two, so we can release our pre-release song together. We can use the story behind this creation as a highlight and then release it on the album later."
"Yeah, that's what I thought too. Let's go back and think about how to write the manuscript."
Yue Hui turned to Lin Luosang and asked, "So...what are you going to call the song?"
Lin Luosang thought about the background of his creation and said with a smile, "Let's call it "Deadline"."
She quickly finished writing the lyrics for "Deadline" and spent three days in the studio recording the final version.
A month and a half later, the magazine went online, and the shooting footage was released along with the official blog. The audio of "Deadline" was also exposed on the same day.
"Si Yun Fashion," a leading fashion magazine with over 10 million followers, released a behind-the-scenes video and gave a little cheer to Lin Luosang: [With only one hour left for the magazine shoot, how could icon Sangsang perfectly complete this challenge within the deadline? What song was the music emanating from the studio? Just how powerful can a singer's improvisation be? "Deadline" was created in just 40 minutes. What was the catchy tune that captivated the entire staff? Click on the video to get a behind-the-scenes look at the shoot and the creation of "Deadline." Also, "Deadline" is now available online, so remember to listen [yeah]]
"Si Yun" is well filmed. In the video, Lin Luosang wears a plain and simple dress. The dim light illuminates her porcelain-white skin. Her fingers move nimbly on the piano keys, like an elf who has just fallen to the earth and is strolling.
[Lin Luosang Beauty Appreciation Team] naturally would not miss this great opportunity to lick her face, and quickly rushed to Weibo and sent several screen-licking emojis.
Meanwhile, another team, the Lin Luosang Talent Museum, rushed to the building within the building and shouted in frustration, "Stop licking Yan! Look at your idol's talent!"
After "Deadline" was released on all platforms, the background of its creation immediately sparked a large-scale discussion. In the comments section of the music app's new song section, surprise at the background of the creation can be seen everywhere:
So... you wrote a song in less than an hour during that magazine shoot? I wouldn't even dare to make that up.
How can creation be as easy as eating and sleeping? It takes my life to write just 300 words for my graduation thesis.
[I only read the background and didn't listen to the song: I want to see what kind of crap he can come up with so casually. After listening to the song: Damn, it's really good.]
【I declare myself a fan of Lin Luosang's music for five minutes! 】
Every time I see fans of Lin Luosang who only care about her looks, I feel so heartbroken. Lin Luosang is more than just pretty; her creative talent and musical philosophy are both top-notch. The only weird thing is that she's just too good-looking.
As the pre-release song, "Deadline" is soft but not greasy, and the light notes seem to dance on the tip of the tongue, full of vitality, delicate and romantic. It occupied the first place on the new song chart within less than a quarter of an hour after the song was released, and remained in the first position with an absolute advantage for more than two weeks.
Even many music bloggers are saying that as long as this song is on the charts, it will definitely remain in the top three.
The effect of this first release was very good, with the number of listeners and the number of songs sung being proportional to the number of listeners. It also ranked among the top in the song-ordering software, bringing a lot of attention to the new album. One month later, "Yinghuo" will be released.
As the album release date approaches, Lin Luosang is busier day by day, having to review and deal with all kinds of things and arrange the concert.
She doesn't like to fight unprepared battles, so she has started physical training recently. Moreover, if some songs are to be sung live in a concert, they need to be adapted in order to achieve the best live effect.
That night, she was busy at the computer. After taking a shower, she sat in a chair and didn't move for more than two hours. The man who had read the book to the end finally couldn't help but urge her: "When are you going to bed?"
"Later," she dimmed the lamp at the table. "You go to sleep first. I won't make any noise."
"No," the man said calmly, "I can't sleep without holding you."
Lin Luosang:?
She turned around with a complicated expression: "Why didn't I realize that you have so many things to do before?"
Although she muttered a few words, she still jumped off the chair with the computer and got into bed.
In the end, the two of them tossed and turned, and Lin Luosang bent her legs and placed the computer on her knees, while the man rested his chin on her shoulder and read a new book on the side.
After finishing her work, she tilted her head and saw the title of the third chapter in the book: "Shallow Dreams?"
The man hummed solemnly, then opened his eyelids to look at her: "Why, do you have a dream?"
"I have one too, a shallow one... not really a dream, but a goal." She thought about it and narrowed her eyes.
Pei Hanzhou: "What?"
She couldn't help but think back to a long time ago, when she had just left Wang Meng's company and asked him if he was responsible for causing Wangmeng's stock price to hit the limit down. What was the man's answer at that time?
He said indifferently and provocatively that he was the one who signed the most critical funding approval, which made her speechless and even her teeth itched with anger. At that time, she was thinking that one day she would have to become so famous that this arrogant man would be only worthy of carrying her shoes, so that she could get her revenge.
Thinking of the atmosphere at that time, she smiled silently, then licked the corner of her lips cunningly at Pei Hanzhou.
"You'll know when the time comes."
The next evening, after attending a commercial performance, Lin Luosang went to a ceremony held by a magazine. He walked the red carpet, signed autographs, and participated in an interview before leaving.
The harsh winter has passed and the weather is gradually warming up. She walked out of the hall with her skirt lifted, and was greeted by a series of flashes of light that were so strong that it made her dizzy.
The artists have all received professional training and can keep their eyes straight even in the face of strong light. Lin Luosang smiled at the camera and saw a car stopped with the door open. He thought Yue Hui was quite fast this time, so he bent down and got into the car.
Two minutes later, the second car arrived. Yue Hui opened the door and asked everyone, "Lin Luosang hasn't come out yet?"
"He came out, got in the car and left."
Yue Hui was stunned for a moment: "What car did you get on?"
"Maybach, black, the last digit seems to be 6."
Yue Hui thought about it and knew whose car it was: "Oh, that's fine. I'll be leaving first. Thank you all for your hard work."
Then, the second car also left quickly. Everyone holding their cameras looked at each other for a few seconds before asking a question:
"If Yue Hui didn't pick up the phone, whose car did Lin Luosang get into?"
…
After getting in the car, Lin Luosang was so tired that even the simple action of closing the car door seemed to have drained all her strength. In addition, there was a familiar smell in the car, so she closed her eyes and leaned against the window, drowsy.
The car drove over a speed bump, and she was shaken twice. A man's voice came from beside her: "Is it uncomfortable to sleep then?"
She was surprised to find herself in Pei Hanzhou's car, but didn't think much of it. She tilted her neck and asked, "Then how do you say to sleep comfortably?"
The man moved closer: "I'll lend you my shoulder."
She pursed her lips and smiled, and was about to say no, when someone held her head and pressed it forcefully against his shoulder.
Is this just relying on her?
The man's shoulder was indeed more comfortable to lean on than the hard car door. Lin Luosang felt even sleepier. He sniffed and his thoughts began to blur.
The man glanced down at her, just enough to catch a glimpse of her thick eyelashes, then the slightly red tip of her nose, and then his gaze continued down...
His Adam's apple rolled and he looked away.
The thought of not disturbing her rest only lasted for a few seconds before the man finally couldn't help himself and lowered his head to kiss her lower lip.
Lin Luosang was about to fall asleep when suddenly the tip of a tongue pried open her teeth and rubbed against her. She moved back to avoid it, but the man seemed to have finally found a foothold and moved sideways to push her against the back of the chair.
He kissed her intermittently, fiercely and tenderly, passionately and wantonly, yet restrained and fierce. She was tossed about in a daze, her mind a mess of sleepiness.
I don’t know how long he kissed me, but it seemed like a century later before the man finally pulled away.
She finally managed to continue sleeping, but at this moment she belatedly felt her lips and tongue being bitten by him and it hurt.
Lin Luosang yawned and muttered, "You've made me sleepy."
The man's voice was hoarse, and he leaned closer in a calm voice: "...Then continue?"
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