Chapter 459: Written by my sister-in-law?
“It sounds nice.”
Fang Li praised it generously: "The melody is nice, the lyrics are also good, but..."
Han Xi didn't say anything, but looked at her with interest. Fang Li frowned: "This word sounds a little familiar..."
Han Jiahao thought something was wrong, but it turned out to be this. He curled his lips and smiled smugly: "Of course you are familiar with it. This song was written by my brother. Have you seen the lyrics he wrote?"
"Your brother...wrote it?!" Fang Li was surprised.
"yes!"
The three of them were talking in the yard. Fang Li looked up and saw the warm yellow lights on the tree behind him casting a soft halo on his outline.
It’s hard to imagine that such a sharp and indifferent man can actually write songs?
"Is your brother so powerful?"
Xu Fangli took the phone that Han Jiahao handed to her. It was an electronic album. There was only a profile of Han Jiahao on the cover, which looked hazy and handsome in the sunshine at the beach.
"The Secret? This name..."
"What's wrong?"
"No, it's fine."
Han Jiahao blinked and chuckled: "I told you, my brother wrote the lyrics and composed the music, so both the quality and the melody are guaranteed!"
As he spoke, Han Jiahao suddenly raised his voice deliberately and said, "Sister-in-law, you may not know this yet, but my brother's musical talent is actually higher than mine in the Han family. If I really compete with him, I'm not sure I can win."
Fang Li was surprised. She handed the phone back to Han Jiahao and looked at Han Xi: "Really? I didn't expect Mr. Han to have such a special skill?"
She blinked and jokingly said, "Why haven't I heard you mention this before? When can you sing a song for me?"
"That's not something you can just do casually!"
Han Jiahao became excited. "You don't know, when he was studying abroad, he also formed an underground band. At that time, it was already well-known in the local area. If he hadn't returned to China to inherit the family business..."
A sharp gaze shot over from the side, and Han Jiahao realized it belatedly and quickly covered his mouth. "Uh, he didn't let me say that."
Fang Li just found it funny and looked at the man next to her, "Why? I think it's quite interesting. Why don't you let people talk about it?"
"It's all in the past. It was just a joke at the time. There's nothing much to say."
There was a flicker of unnaturalness in Han Xi's eyes, and he coughed lightly.
Even Han Jiahao was amused by his awkward look. It was rare that he, who remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe, would feel embarrassed.
Han Xi suddenly said, "You just said the lyrics sounded familiar. Do you want to think about it carefully?"
Fang Li was puzzled.
Han Xi turned around, his deep eyes looking into hers: "North City, hotel..."
"etc......."
Fragments of memory suddenly flashed through Fang Li's mind. She held Han Xi's wrist and raised her eyebrows: "This lyric..."
He reminded me softly, "The poem you wrote on the note."
Memories came flooding back like a tide, gradually becoming clearer.
At that time, she was threatened by Lu Jie and taken to Sunset Town. She ran out and her car ran out of gas. Fortunately, Han Xi found her later.
At that time, the Taihu Bay project was just starting up, and she and Han Xi stayed in a seaside hotel.
That day, Han Xi went to the beach to attend the project launch ceremony. She stood on the balcony and watched him speak and cut the ribbon on the beach. Inspiration suddenly struck her, and she scribbled a few words on a piece of paper.
later......
The tips of Fang Li's ears turned red involuntarily.
Seeing that she had remembered, Han Xi's eyes and brows also showed a hint of tenderness.
"I just wrote it casually and thought I had lost it..."
"Under the pillow."
Han Xi held her hand and stroked it gently, "I'll put it away for you and keep it forever."
Listening to the two of them talking, Han Jiahao realized something and gradually grasped the truth. He took a breath and said, "Wait! So these lyrics were actually written by my sister-in-law?"
"Um."
Han Jiahao was surprised and delighted to see his own brother admit it himself.
"Oh my god! You two...what kind of lousy luck did I have in my past life!"
Han Jiahao was so happy that he almost jumped up on the spot, spinning around with his phone in hand, "Brother, sister-in-law, you two are simply my living parents! No! You are simply the perfect couple sent by God to save me!"
Han Xi was speechless: "Speak properly."
Han Jiahao came over and sat down between the two of them. He said, "Do you know what my producer said about this song? I only recorded a demo at the time, but he said it would be the hit song of my album! He also said that once it's released, it will definitely win Song of the Year!"
"so what?"
"so......"
Han Jiahao suddenly turned around and looked at Fang Li, his face full of hope as he said, "Sister-in-law, I still have a few songs here. Now I just need to write the lyrics, but I've been writing for a long time and I can't get it right. The ones submitted below don't seem to be quite right either. Look..."
Han Xi was behind him. He suddenly stood up, grabbed Han Jiahao's collar, lifted him up and threw him aside.
"Don't push your luck. Do your own thing and don't bother your sister-in-law."
Han Jiahao was anxious: "Sister-in-law! Good sister-in-law! Please help me!"
Han Xi took Fang Li in his arms and walked into the villa. Han Jiahao followed behind with a resentful look on his face, insisting: "Brother! How can you be so cruel!"
"roll."
"I'm asking my sister-in-law for help, not you. Why are you stopping me?"
"She's mine."
"elder brother!"
"Bang!"
“…”
The door of the villa was slammed shut, and Han Jiahao quickly retracted his steps, almost hitting the tip of his nose.
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Fang Li’s book signing event was held in the first floor lobby of the complex opposite Universal International.
Wen Yang personally contacted the organizing team, who were very famous in Beijing and experienced in hosting large-scale events. With just one day, Fang Li thought the event would be disappointing due to such a rush, but after seeing the on-site video, she found that it was actually quite good.
The book signing event was scheduled for 10:30 p.m., and a long queue had formed in front of the entrance of Universal International at 8 a.m.
When Xu Fangli entered from the side door, she was stunned by the scene in front of her. The team had already bypassed three brand counters. Many people were holding physical copies of "Unawakened from a Dream" and homemade banners in their hands. Several girls in the front row even cosplayed as characters in the book.
"Mr. Xu!"
Publicity assistant Xiao Lin came running over. "The media area has been arranged, but Culture Weekly has requested an interview..."
Wen Yang appeared out of nowhere and handed Xu Fangli an iced Americano. "Ignore them," he said. "They were the ones who published the negative news last time."
She was wearing a smart suit and skirt suit today, with a headset hanging around her neck, looking like a battlefield commander. "The signing table has been checked, the microphones have been tested, and security has been tripled."
Xu Fangli took a sip of coffee, bitterness spreading on her tongue. "Triple? Isn't that too exaggerated?"
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