typhoon
Hearing Jing Shengxi's "complaint" about her using her mobile phone to surf the Internet, Li Li smiled at the camera without making any response.
It's really strange. She and Jing Shengxi have overlapping work, but she doesn't have each other's contact information.
If there is anything about work, the two of them will talk in the group or communicate through their agents.
There was also a request to add Jing Shengxi to the address book, but Li Li pretended not to see it.
"Ah, Li Li, you don't go online? Or is this just your personality?" Hu Xuechun asked naively.
"Hahaha, Jing Shengxi was joking. Okay, next question."
Hu Xuechun had no hosting experience and was confused by Jing Shengxi's sudden interruption. The photographer next to her gestured that this part could be cut out, and Hu Xuechun continued to ask questions with the manuscript in hand.
"Some media friends took photos of Yu An the other day. He also came to this hospital to visit you. Do you often meet privately?"
After Yu An was photographed by the media the day before yesterday, Lan Yan quickly suppressed the heat as much as possible, fearing that bad news would spread during this period and affect the two people who were recuperating.
Li Li said frankly, "To be honest, Yu An and I both have the same doctor. He came here for a follow-up check, and also to visit me and tell me about precautions and exercise methods."
Jing Shengxi asked from the side: "Are you two communicating over the phone?"
Li Li deliberately didn't answer Jing Shengxi's words.
I never thought Jing Shengxi spoke in a sarcastic way before. At most, I thought he spoke too directly and sometimes offended people.
Hu Xuechun continued to ask questions according to the manuscript, inquiring about Li Li's diet and recuperation during her hospitalization.
Li Li's intuition told her that Jing Shengxi next to her would definitely be able to hold it in for a big one.
His speech speed increased significantly: "The hospital's nutritious meals and my mother's cooking are very healthy meals for patients."
Jing Shengxi didn't interrupt, and Li Li breathed a sigh of relief.
The interview lasted almost two hours and was completed despite some stuttering. Li Lai saw the crew off in a wheelchair.
The lively Lu Jia suggested again: "The weather outside is nice, Li Li, let me push you out to bask in the sun."
The program crew also thought this was a good suggestion, and it would be a good opportunity to shoot a few promotional photos.
Lu Jia pushed Li Lai to the back garden of the hospital. Li Lai was inconvenient to do anything in a wheelchair, so she tried to walk with crutches. As soon as she stood up, Jing Shengxi held her shoulders.
"You've exercised hard enough today, sit down for a while."
It was so uncomfortable to sit. Hu Xuechun asked the program crew to film him. Lu Jia went to the cafeteria to eat the hospital meal. Li Li and Jing Shengxi were like sculptures, one standing and the other sitting.
The crew should not be taking promotional photos of Hu Xuechun caring for the elderly. Instead, they should look at their group, which perfectly depicts the awkwardness of being with someone you don't like.
Embarrassed, she tried to dig her toes into the ground, but her right foot couldn't do the digging motion.
"What's wrong?" Jing Shengxi asked, "Is your foot uncomfortable?"
"No, I just accidentally touched the wound."
The wind smelled of rain, and dark clouds rolled in from the south, obscuring the originally good weather. Jing Shengxi offered, "Let me take you home. You should be taking a nap by now."
The hospital building and the outdoors are two extremes. The low temperature brought by the hospital air conditioning and the questions raised by Jing Shengxi made Li Li uncomfortable.
"You don't like fish soup anymore?"
"I don't like soup."
"I have wronged you before."
It’s not that I feel wronged, nor that I don’t like drinking soup.
yes……
Heavy rain came with strong winds, and the sound of raindrops hitting the glass windows was very loud. On TV, a female host was broadcasting the landing path of this year's seventh typhoon.
Jing Shengxi borrowed a small umbrella and left. This umbrella was the one Li Li usually kept in her bag. It was a very small umbrella, and it was unknown how long it could last in this storm.
Typhoons are a common and unwelcome visitor in coastal cities in the summer.
Li Lai, who comes from the north, has never encountered a typhoon. His knowledge of typhoons comes from the economic losses caused to coastal people by typhoons broadcast on TV, as well as various unfortunate accidents.
I know it's very serious, but I haven't experienced it myself, so I'm still not clear about the power of the typhoon.
During the typhoon that hit her first time in H City, the water and electricity in the shantytown house she rented were cut off, and she had not prepared anything. When she searched the entire room, she found several packets of expired biscuits.
Fortunately, a kind neighbor took pity on her and sold her a few bags of instant noodles, which helped her get through the difficult times.
Having been taught a lesson by the typhoon, Li Lai has learned his lesson and will make more preparations when encountering typhoon weather. After all, coastal cities can be visited by typhoons many times a year.
I bought a lot of pickles, instant noodles and sausages at the supermarket, returned to the house in the heavy rain, filled large and small basins with water, fixed the doors and windows, charged my mobile phone and power bank, and sat in the house waiting for the typhoon and rainstorm to come.
But the phone rang, it was Jing Shengxi.
She and Jing Shengxi rarely contacted each other, mostly through money transfers. Every month he paid his own rent, or borrowed money from her to pay the rent at the end of the month.
It’s not even rent due yet, and he just paid back a thousand yuan the day before yesterday. Besides, we both communicate through WeChat, so why did he suddenly call me?
He picked up the phone with doubts, and Jing Shengxi on the other end of the phone asked him humbly if he had time now and if it would be convenient for him to send the music score on his desk to him.
"I'm currently interviewing at Gale Entertainment, and I still haven't brought seven sheet music with me."
Li Li glanced at the gloomy sky outside. Garbage bags were blown up to the height of six or seven stories. "A typhoon is coming today. You still want to go for the interview?"
"It wasn't an interview. I finally met Mr. Wang Ge, the music director at Dafeng Company. He took advantage of the typhoon to come to the company to find inspiration for his creations."
Thinking back to the past few days when I haven't seen Jing Shengxi report to the group leader, it seems like he's been waiting for Wang Ge like a stalker fan.
But if you go out on such a windy day, you might get a piece of iron blown away from somewhere and cut off your head.
"Didn't you bring your music sheet with you when you went out?"
"I brought it. Teacher Wang Ge also wants to hear my other music scores."
Jing Shengxi also understood the danger of traveling today. Seeing that Li Li didn't say anything, he knew what was going on. He said, "You are busy today, so forget it. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
Li Li looked at the gloomy sky. He was a dream chaser waiting for an opportunity. Of course, Li Li knew how precious this opportunity was. Opportunity was like a shooting star. If you caught it, you caught it. If you couldn't catch it, the opportunity would be dust.
"Okay, you have to reimburse me for the car fare."
"This, Li Li..." Jing Shengxi was speechless for a moment.
Li Lai asked for the address of Dafeng Economic Company, found the raincoat he wore when filming, wrapped Jing Shengxi's music score tightly in a plastic bag and put it in his arms, then went out in the wind and rain.
There were few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets, as everyone was waiting at home for the strongest typhoon this year to land.
The subway and bus services were suspended, and there was a strong wind all day. I didn't dare to take the risk of going to pick up the taxi, for fear that I wouldn't even be able to go home if the typhoon really hit.
I don’t know where the stubbornness came from, but Li Li sent a message to Jing Shengxi, telling him that he would definitely deliver it. Without hesitation, he moved forward in the strong wind and heavy rain.
As they walked, Li Li muttered to herself about Jing Shengxi, saying that if he had a conscience, he would write about it in his composition in the future. She, Li Li, had braved the heavy rain to deliver the music score to him.
It’s not appropriate for him to write a short essay at his age. I’d better wait until he becomes famous and then write it in his memoirs.
The power of a typhoon cannot be underestimated. I walked for more than an hour in a raincoat and was soaked through.
Afraid that the music score in her arms would get wet, Li Li had to bend down and protect it as best as possible. It took her less than six hours to reach Dafeng Entertainment Company.
She was soaking wet all over, wearing a dark green raincoat and standing at the company door, staring at the door. The security guard at the door was so scared that he thought she was an extreme fan and didn't dare to open the door. He was also afraid that something really bad would happen to her standing outside, so he let her in, but she could only move around on the first floor.
I took out my phone and called Jing Shengxi, but the other party didn't answer, so I could only wait in the lobby.
The hall was so cold and damp, and Li Li was soaked all over. He felt like he was soaked in a cold water tub, shivering uncontrollably.
Perhaps because he had no ill intentions, the security guard, out of kindness, took the initiative to bring hot water and asked Li Lai what he was doing here during the typhoon.
"Looking for Jing Shengxi, I'm here to give him something."
The security guard thought for a moment and said, "Are you looking for the guy who submitted his resume this morning? He's on the eighth floor. I'll call security guard 8. You go up the stairs and I'll find him."
After thanking the security guard for his kindness, Li Lai climbed up the stairs to the eighth floor. The security guard on the eighth floor first asked her to sit in the corridor so that she could not be disturbed while recording songs inside.
That should be Jing Shengxi. Thinking that he was appreciated by Director Wang so quickly and has already participated in the song recording session, she felt more happy than jealous.
I envy him for being recognized by a mentor and being able to escape from his misery so quickly.
He originally had good grades and talent, but was dragged down by his bandmates and ended up in this situation.
Thinking that he had also ascended to the shore, the afterglow of the god of luck would also take care of me downstairs, and I should be the next one. I sat in the chair and imagined a beautiful life in the future.
There was a person sitting next to him, and Li Li glanced sideways.
Um?
Um!
Um! !
It’s too early to be envious.
You are not sitting outside, who is recording the singing inside? When did you learn the art of shadow clone? Are you so competitive now? Do you have to master a skill before you can enter the circle?
"I didn't expect you to actually come."
"I didn't expect you didn't go in to record the song." Li Li pointed to the studio and asked, "Who is that person?"
"An interviewee arrived earlier than me." Jing Shengxi couldn't hide his disappointment. "He brought a total of thirty music scores, and Director Wang screened them and kept five for him to record."
"And you."
"I brought eighteen pieces of music, and I'll leave one behind."
"It's okay, I still have some."
The moment she stood up, the discomfort in her right foot made Li Li pause for a moment, and then she slowly stood up before daring to move.
He took out the tightly wrapped music sheet and handed it to Jing Shengxi: "After he finishes singing, you can show it to Director Wang."
"Director Wang said he has something else to do and can't stay in the company."
Seeing that Jing Shengxi was losing his spirit, Li Li slapped him on the shoulder, scaring him into a smug look.
Cheer him up: "What's wrong with him? There's a typhoon outside now, and he came to the company to work. If he doesn't agree later, you hold his left leg and I'll hold his right leg, and we'll cry together."
Jing Shengxi forced a smile, treating Li Li's words as a joke.
After the people inside finished recording the song, he said goodbye to Director Wang humbly and promised to give Director Wang a satisfactory answer next Monday. Then he walked out of the door, straightened up and nodded to Jing Shengxi as a greeting.
"Go." Li Li gestured to Jing Shengxi.
Jing Shengxi shook his head and dared not take any action.
Although she was hit hard, Li Li didn't care about it. She took Jing Shengxi's hand and walked to the recording studio. She knocked on the door and waited for a man and a woman inside to turn around and look at Li Li.
"Hello, teachers. I'm Jing Shengxi's agent. This is his music manuscript."
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