After Tang Miao asked, He Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at her.
Meeting his gaze, Tang Miao's eyes moved, but he did not look away. Above his head, the exhaust fan was still humming. Tang Miao looked at He Xiao and said.
"You didn't want the egg tarts and madeleines I gave you. Don't you like them?"
"You can tell me what you like, and I can do whatever you like," said Tang Miao.
Tang Miao and He Xiao conveyed her meaning.
After He Xiao helped her, she made him egg tarts out of gratitude. But the next day, the egg tarts were returned. Yesterday at the bar, he helped her a second time, so she made him a Madeleine, but this morning, the Madeleine was returned intact.
When she saw the returned Madeline in the morning, Tang Miao thought that thanking the other party was not a subjective matter. It was not that the other party would accept whatever she wanted to give. The gift also depended on whether the other party liked it.
But Tang Miao didn't know He Xiao's preferences, so it would be more convenient to ask directly.
After she asked, He Xiao said, "I don't like any of them."
Tang Miao was stunned.
Obviously, she didn't expect He Xiao to give this answer, so she pressed on, "Don't you like desserts?"
"I don't like desserts, and I don't like people." He Xiao said.
Tang Miao's eyelashes trembled.
When He Xiao finished speaking, the elevator reached the 16th floor. The elevator door opened, and He Xiao stood up and walked down.
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Tang Miao realized belatedly that he might have been too enthusiastic.
She attributed He Xiao's behavior of returning the dessert she gave him to his dislike for it, and he also had another reason for returning the dessert, which was that he didn't want to have too much contact with her.
She wanted to repay He Xiao for his help, but He Xiao had a strong sense of boundaries and might not like her gratitude.
When it comes to expressing gratitude, of course everything depends on the thoughts of the person being thanked.
Since the conversation in the elevator, Tang Miao never bothered He Xiao again.
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He Xiao had some peace and quiet for a while.
After he talked it out with Tang Miao, He Xiao even regained some of his old state when there was no one living next door. However, since they lived together, they would occasionally bump into each other in the elevator or at the doorstep.
But every time they met, they were silent, without any eye contact, just like strangers. Finally, at the door of their home, they opened the door and went home.
This is indeed quite easy.
He Xiao didn't like to interact with people. Helping Tang Miao at that time was just a piece of cake. He didn't want her to be involved with him because he helped her and made her care about him.
It's fine for the two of them to be cold and distant neighbors just like they are now.
During this period, He Xiao was also busy for a while.
After performing the new song on the way home last time, the new song received a good response. The performance that day was uploaded to the video platform by music fans, attracting a wave of traffic on the video platform. Since then, invitations have been whizzing by one after another.
Recently, the band has been busy performing at music festivals and livehouses. It was only after more than a week that the band found time to go to the recording studio to record the new song.
Huaicheng's recording studio is located in a music college in Huaicheng. This music college is relatively famous in the country, and many musicians in Huaicheng's bands graduated from this music college.
A band like Whistling Pass has been in the industry for six years and has released many songs. It has a certain degree of fame and is considered a frequent visitor to recording studios.
Several members of the band also became familiar with the person in charge of the recording studio.
Recording songs is a daily routine for Howling Passing, and it is almost always done in one take. After recording, the band members did not leave, and used the recording studio's machines to adjust and integrate the new songs. Later, Qi Yuan would upload the new songs to the music platform.
Several people gathered in front of the computer screen, and new songs played over and over in the music software. It was already late, and only Xiao Peng, the main person in charge, was left in the studio.
Xiao Peng is the main person in charge of the recording studio. He is a slightly fat rich second-generation guy. He built this recording studio for fun. He used to be in a band, but it failed. But he still loves bands, so he built a recording studio and had a good time with some bands.
After the new song was recorded, He Xiao was still in charge of the production, and Qi Yuan and the others stood in the back, leaning back in their chairs and watching. When the production was finally completed and the new song was played in full, Qi Yuan and Ji Bang clapped their hands and said.
"handsome!"
The band’s new song is great, and as a member of the band, I feel a great sense of accomplishment when I perform the new song.
Seeing the two of them having fun, Xiao Peng laughed and said, "Ah Xiao is really amazing. Doesn't your inspiration ever run out? Every new song is so good."
After Xiao Peng finished his comment, Qi Yuan covered his mouth and said, "Don't curse our Xiao. He is the money-making machine of our band."
With Qi Yuan covering his mouth, Xiao Peng struggled to get away with a smile, saying, "You idiots just want Xiao to make money, so why don't you let Xiao take a break? You stay in the rehearsal room every day and you treat it like your home."
All the songs in "Whispering By" were written by He Xiao, and he usually writes them in the rehearsal room. For He Xiao, he really spends more time in the rehearsal room than at home.
As Xiao Peng said this, Qi Yuan went up to touch his chubby face and said, "Then we can't do anything about it. Xiao likes it after all."
Qi Yuan and Xiao Peng have known each other for a long time and often joke like this. Xiao Peng did not avoid being teased by him, but when Qi Yuan was talking, he suddenly remembered something.
"Hey, Xiao." Xiao Peng looked at He Xiao and said, "You are in the xx community, right?"
"Yeah." He Xiao responded.
"Did you know that something happened in your neighborhood a few days ago?" Xiao Peng said.
After Xiao Peng said this, Qi Yuan stopped nudging Xiao Peng, looked down at him, and asked, "What happened?"
"There was a girl who was followed. She wasn't alert enough and was taken home by someone."
After Xiao Peng finished speaking, He Xiao turned around and looked at him.
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After recording songs all night, the band had nothing to do after the new song was finished. After finishing the work, Qi Yuan and his friends took a taxi to leave the recording studio and go home, while He Xiao went to the rehearsal room.
In the evening in the recording studio, Qi Yuan received a new job. He Xiao wrote all the songs for the band, and sometimes He Xiao would write songs for other bands or singers. This job was assigned to Qi Yuan by Huang Zhi. A documentary director wanted to write a promotional song for his documentary, so Huang Zhi recommended "Whispering Past" to the director. The director liked the style of "Whispering Past" very much, so he asked them to write a song.
He Xiao had watched quite a few documentaries, and after Qi Yuan told him about the content of the documentary, he had some inspiration for the framework. After leaving the recording studio, He Xiao went to the rehearsal room to type out the framework.
As Xiao Peng said in the recording studio, He Xiao indeed spends more time in the rehearsal room than at home.
The rehearsal room that whizzed by was in the office building of the shopping mall next to the Huaicheng Financial Center. After He Xiao got out of the car, he went directly to the rehearsal room.
Arriving at the rehearsal room, He Xiao took a bottle of water and sat in his seat.
The rehearsal rooms of the band are similar and not very large. They usually contain some musical instruments, writing boards and the like. The rehearsal room that He Xiao stayed in for a long time also has a refrigerator.
He Xiao was sitting near the window of the rehearsal room. There was a table, a chair, an electronic keyboard, and some papers and pens scattered around, with some lyrics and notes written on them.
He Xiao went over and sat down, unscrewed the water bottle, drank a sip of water, and looked out the window.
Although it is a small rehearsal room, the view from the rehearsal room is quite good. Sitting by the window, you can just see the financial center opposite. At this time, it is already past nine o'clock in the evening, and it is very dark.
There were few lights on in the financial center, but all the LED screens outside were lit up. The lights on the LED screens were flowing and colorful, making the night more prosperous.
He Xiao looked at the flowing lights for a while, then took a pen and started writing a song.
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He Xiao didn't write for a long time.
After writing for a while, He Xiao ran out of inspiration, so he put down his pen, stood up and left the rehearsal room.
After leaving the lobby of the shopping mall where the rehearsal room was located, the stuffiness of the summer night dispelled the coolness of the hall and surrounded everyone in an instant.
It's July now and the weather is getting hotter.
It was almost 10pm, but there were still a lot of people around. There were shopping malls and commercial streets here, and it was the time for late-night snacks. People were walking around in groups of three or four, and the hot pot and barbecue restaurants nearby were bustling with activity.
He Xiao walked out of the shopping mall and stood on the roadside looking for a while. After looking for a while, he did not take a taxi, but walked directly across the road towards the direction of the community.
The rehearsal room was not far from He Xiao's home. After walking out of the shopping mall, he turned a corner and went straight for three intersections. The straight road was where the financial center was located. The first intersection was the financial center, and the second and third intersections were both residential areas like his home.
After walking through the bustling financial center, I reached the second intersection and it suddenly became quiet.
This area is also a residential area. However, it is resettlement housing, and the occupancy rate is lower than that of ordinary commercial residential areas. Opposite the community is a piece of undeveloped wasteland surrounded by a wall. At this time, there are few lights on the high-rise buildings in the community, and there is no sound in the wasteland. Only the occasional sound of wind can be heard.
He Xiao walked along the road, and when he reached the second intersection and continued walking forward, he saw a figure in front of him.
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After a few days of trial classes yesterday, Tang Miao also had a few students, but there were few students and relatively few courses. So when she didn't have classes, she would still go downstairs with the front desk Xiao Jiang to receive parents who came to consult.
During the summer vacation, students also had some free time, and some of the piano store teachers' former students also resumed their classes. Except for Tang Miao, the other teachers all had quite a few classes.
Although he was working in a new piano store, the work of piano teachers in the store was similar. After working in the store for a few days, Tang Miao quickly adapted to the work rhythm of the new store. At the same time, he also got along well with several teachers in the store.
Including Tang Miao, there were a total of teachers in the piano store, and there was also a receptionist who was in charge of administrative work. There were not many colleagues, and everyone knew each other every day. A few days after Tang Miao joined the company, the boss Qian Cheng invited everyone to a dinner together, and everyone became familiar with each other.
Most of the teachers at the piano store welcomed Tang Miao, their new colleague. Only Qiu Yu was not optimistic about her on her first day, and was cold and indifferent to her in the subsequent interactions.
But Tang Miao had worked for so many years and had met many colleagues, so she already had her own way of getting along with them. She didn't care about Qiu Yu's indifference to her, and she just kept a nodding acquaintance with her.
So when Qiu Yu took the initiative to come to her piano classroom to find her, Tang Miao was a little surprised. Qiu Yu looked at her and directly expressed the purpose of coming to see her.
"Teacher Tang, can you help me with a few classes tonight?"
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