After saving the merman, he clings to me and wants to kiss

Chapter 180 "West Coast"

Take fan names?

Xie Qinghuan didn't expect that he would let her do this.

"What if it doesn't sound good to me?"

Shi Tingzhou smiled, with an almost invisible pampering, "As long as it is taken by us, Mr. Xie, the fans will not have any objections."

What he wants to say is that as long as it is taken by you, I like it.

"Then let me think about it first." It was the first time she worked on this thing, and she was worried that it wouldn't work well for him.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, take your time."

The two just held the phone like this and didn't speak, except for the occasional sound of breathing overflowing the phone.

Shi Tingzhou knew it without thinking, his Huanhuan was frowning and thinking at this moment, and he didn't rush, just listening to her breathing, shallow, like a cat.

After a few minutes
"Ahem, are you still there?" She gestured aloud.

"I always."

There was a slight smile in the cold voice, which was a little more seductive for no reason.

"I remember a line in your song."

She read the lyrics in fluent and standard English.

"I want to become a ship, come down in your bay go west and dock at your heart."

I want to be a ship, land on your bay, go west, dock in your heart.

Her voice is different from the softness of ordinary little girls, but has the same cool texture as his, but the voice is more clear and ethereal.

This passage was read from her mouth like a clear stream, flowing into the bottom of Shi Tingzhou's heart. It was obviously the lyrics written by him himself. When she said it like this, it was like a lover's intimate confession. His My heart tightened for no reason.

She continued: "How about calling it 'West Coast'?"

West Coast, a poetic and unique name, seems to have been endowed with a special meaning. Anyone who understands the song knows what it represents.

"Okay, I think it sounds good and fits well." Shi Tingzhou's voice became extremely hoarse, and no one knew how turbulent his heart was right now.

His Huanhuan really understood him.

"As long as you like it." Hearing that he said he liked it, she was happy for no reason.

This is the first time she has seen an artist personally think of names for fans. Most of them leave it to the fans to make up their own minds, and they have to ask that it must be nice and related to him.

And many artists' fan names are food or animals, few people like her, go for a name that looks ordinary.

I just don't know if his fans will dislike him.

"Are you going to open a Moments account?"

"Yes, tonight." He wanted to freeze many meaningful moments on this day.

Xie Qinghuan thought for a while, and instantly understood what he meant, and said sincerely: "Shi Tingzhou, you will be a very good artist."

She doesn't know if he will act in the future, but at least he will be a good entertainer now.

The man was taken aback by her sudden compliment, then he raised the end of his eyes with a smile in his eyes, "For Mr. Xie's compliment, I will try my best to become a very good entertainer in your mouth."

"Just be yourself, do what you should do as an artist, and you will be a very good artist."

Shi Tingzhou wanted to think about something else, but a series of heavy banging sounds came in, accompanied by Mo Sijue's irritable voice.

"Shi Tingzhou, you've been in there for so long, why don't you hurry up and let me out, pretend to be dead inside!!"

A hostility overflowed from the end of his eyes, he squinted his eyes, and had already figured out how to deal with the guy outside the door.

"I remember you still have an interview, so go ahead and do it."

"it is good."

Even though there was coldness in his eyes, facing her, his voice could not hear the slightest displeasure, and there was still a trace of tenderness that was hard to find in the cold and dusty.

But after she hung up the phone, he pursed his thin lips, and his stern face was instantly stained with gloom.

"Shi Tingzhou, the interview is coming soon, do you still want to clean up?"

Mo Sijue, who was outside the door, gritted his teeth and kicked a few times impatiently. The heavy sound seemed to kick the heart of the staff beside him, making them tremble for no reason.

The only one who dared not to take the newly promoted exile so seriously was probably only his manager, but even if he had a grumpy face, his face was still very handsome, making it hard to hate.

Sure enough, handsome people are surrounded by handsome people.

Just when Mo Sijue was so angry that his eyebrows were wrinkled together, the door opened, and Shi Tingzhou walked slowly to the door with a sullen expression on his face.

"You try kicking again?" He bent slightly, looked down at him, feeling full of oppression all over his body.

This posture made Mo Sijue gnash his teeth in anger. He was a little shorter than Shi Tingzhou in height, which made someone's gesture full of contempt and disdain.

He couldn't bear it anymore, especially in Shi Tingzhou's threatening tone, he immediately kicked the door.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "I just kicked it, what can you do?"

Shi Tingzhou squinted his eyes, and a cold light leaked out.

A dangerous atmosphere spread between the two, and the confrontation scared the staff next to them so much that they didn't dare to speak.

In the end, the makeup artist couldn't help but whispered: "Well, let's talk about something, today is a good day, don't hurt your friendship."

He originally wanted to persuade a fight and then hurriedly prepared to go out for an interview, but he didn't know that it would be okay if he didn't say it, and the fire in Mo Sijue's heart was ignited as soon as he said it.

"That was his big day, not Lao Tzu's!"

"I was exhausted to death because of this matter, but someone didn't appreciate it, so I ran to hide in the dressing room by myself."

The more Mo Sijue talked, the angrier he became, talking a lot, Tingzhou's head hurts when he heard it.

He interrupted him: "Okay, why are you talking so much nonsense, don't save yourself some energy when you're tired."

Then he glanced at him lightly, turned around and took the makeup artist and other staff inside.

"I..." Looking at someone's back, Mo Sijue felt as if he had been hit on cotton, and he couldn't find a place to vent his anger.

After taking a deep breath, he tried his best to calm down, and then walked in.

When he was doing his hair, Tingzhou didn't even look at him.

After dawdling for a long time, Mo Sijue walked over, handed him the manuscript in his hand, and said with a frown: "The manuscript for the interview, hurry up and get familiar with it."

The above are all the topics that the company and the media have communicated with to be interviewed. With so many media, in order to avoid making a fool of themselves in full view, it is better to be fully prepared.

Shi Tingzhou was working on an account, and when he heard what he said, he slowly raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said with disgust:
"I do not need."

Mo Sijue stared: "You want to piss me off to death."

The person he worked so hard to prepare actually said that he didn't need it! !

With a poke of his finger, the account application was successful, and he only needed to be authenticated. He slightly curled his lips, and then looked at someone: "You don't need to be so deliberate, Shi Tingzhou's answer is the best answer."

(End of this chapter)