Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 86 Lingzi and Mengmeng

As the end of November approached, the release of the new song list was coming to an end, and "Like You" temporarily topped the list.

Liu Jin spent a lot of money to promote Meng Jiaran, and hired the best lyricist in the industry. The hot searches have never stopped, but she still can't secure the number one position.

The two songs were played inextricably, each winning or losing.

Such a situation can't help but make people feel a little bit emotional.

"Back when Lin Xijun was transparent in the group, Meng Jiaran has always been the C position."

"I didn't expect that she would turn over one day."

"Inverted, reversed, a little marginalized person, how dare to kill the master! (sinister smile)"

"Lin Xijun: At the age of eighteen, I stood like a minion. I vowed to let everyone see me one day."

"Meng Jiaran got soft hands with all kinds of resources when she debuted. She also debuted as a singer. What is she doing now? Her singing skills have not improved at all. She has not yet torn off the label of an idol. Every day she goes to variety shows and becomes a variety show star."

"Yeah, the variety show is not good, the acting skills in TV dramas are poor, and the quality of the few songs released is not good. They are all self-cute in the fan circle. I want to catch everything, but I didn't catch anything. I played a good hand and played poorly. .”

"On the other hand, Lin Xijun, after going through the trough, found his own position, played his own advantages and chose to take the road of singer. Doing one thing without distraction is much better than grasping with a few hands."

"Put it down, "Like You" is not her original creation. Without Gongsun Jin singing her a song, she would be nothing."

"why is it you again?"

"This Nankeyimeng is really a big fan of Lin Xijun, you can see her everywhere."

Ren Dun has smoked a lot these days, and every time "Like You" achieves a lead, he will call Meng Jiaran to his room, lead and then lead.

"We will start a live broadcast tonight, and I will buy it for fans. I don't need to teach you how to do it."

Ren Dolphin grabbed a fluffy cat tail and lifted it up, holding a cigarette in the other hand.

"Okay... Mr. Ren..."

Meng Jiaran was so angry, her eyes were white, and she was lying on the sofa like a frog.

Platinum Media, Tong Fei'er's office.

"I want to invite Gongsun Jin for this music talk show, and I want to let him follow."

Tong Fei'er looked at Tong Xiaoyu who was lying on the sofa and playing games.

"Oh, don't pick me up."

"Ahhhh!"

After a while, Tong Xiaoyu rolled on the sofa with anger, and sat up from the sofa all at once.

"Stupid jelly bean man, game with cerebral palsy!"

Tong Xiaoyu put down the switch cursingly, and said to her daughter solemnly: "You should ask his opinion first."

"Ah? I'm the person in charge of the company. Can't I even handle a small employee? Why don't you ask his opinion?"

Tong Fei'er pouted slightly, a little puzzled.

The boss distributes resources to the artists under him. Aren't the artists all grateful?
Still have to let the boss beg the artist to take over?
"Xiaojin is our cash cow, so we have to pay for it."

Tong Xiaoyu said calmly.

"I know this for sure. If it were someone else, I wouldn't bother to take care of it. Only his affairs, I am personally responsible for."

Tong Fei'er lightly tapped the table with her fingers, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Don't arrange for him to do things he doesn't want to do. He will definitely have opinions."

Tong Xiaoyu said very seriously.

"But "The Sound of Sheng Sheng" is such a good music talk show that not ordinary people can get on it. Only the industry leaders can make an appointment. No matter how crowded the singers are, they can't get in."

"The little guy shouldn't refuse, right?"

Tong Fei'er didn't believe it.

"That's not necessarily the case, although we don't get along much. But I know this little guy is very casual, doesn't have a strong desire to compete, and doesn't pay much attention to fame and fortune. Just like your aunt Qing, he is very low-key."

"I also have some resources in my hand. When I asked him if he wanted it, he refused very simply."

"You can see that the standard of people is still not good."

Tong Xiaoyu shook her head regretfully, and started the next level of Tangdouren.

"You can call him and ask his opinion. The tone must be good. Show your sincerity."

"Let him know that our company values ​​him very much, gives him the best resources, and respects his opinions."

"Okay, then... what else should I pay attention to?"

Tong Fei'er found that although the mother of the mascot was a hands-off shopkeeper in the company, when she felt entangled, she could still be taken aback.

"Our family has a close relationship with Shi Qing, it's not too much for him to call you sister, don't treat him as an employee."

"However, don't get used to him all the time. Remember that you are also the boss in name, so you should have some dignity of your own."

"After all, I'm just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child, easily spoiled."

"Being famous at a young age is not necessarily a good thing. I am used to seeing the world of flamboyance, and there are voices of pursuit everywhere around me. It is easy to get lost."

"You have to worry about it more, just treat it as raising a child."

Tong Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"It's the end of the month, and the gold-plated people will definitely create momentum for the singer again, and finally hit the list."

"You arrange for him and Lin Xijun to come to the company to hold a live broadcast and interact with each other. Give her some popularity. In this way, he should not refuse."

Tong Xiaoyu played with Jelly Bean Man for a while, and then cursed in anger.

"Damn it, this stupid game, I want to buy its company and fire the development team!"

……

Friday, after evening classes.

Gongsun Jin listened to the song with headphones on, and left the classroom with a book in his arms.

From a distance, Zhong Lingzi could be seen carrying a guitar and riding an electric scooter towards the outside of the school.

She can ride an electric bike by herself now, no need to sit in his back seat.

Gongsun Jin thought it was pretty good, but for some reason, she felt a little lost.

It's a different feeling when you're riding with a girl.

As he was walking, someone poked his arm lightly with his finger.

Gongsun Jin took off his earphones and looked sideways.

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at him without blinking.

"what happened?"

"My mother is coming to pick us up today."

After Zhuang Xiaomeng finished speaking, she turned her face away slightly.

"Oh well."

Gongsun Jin nodded repeatedly, slowed down, and walked with her.

The two walked very slowly, and they didn't have much to say when they were together, they were both boring.

In the past few days, Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't look for him often, but would patronize the stall where he worked every day and eat a bowl of beef ramen.

When she was free, she would chat with him about the Three Kingdoms, Doyetovsky, and sometimes Balzac.

Before going to bed at night, she would pester him to tell the story of Maoshan Taoist beating zombies for a while.

Gongsun Jin will tell her patiently that the three roommates in the dormitory are also looking forward to it, and every night is like listening to a story meeting.

Occasionally, the conversation will get excited, and the night chat in the dormitory will always last until midnight.

The moon will be full tonight, which is very beautiful.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight."

Gongsun Jin looked up at the sky and blurted out.

After finishing speaking, I felt inappropriate.

The moonlight is so beautiful, just like I like you, it is a bad word.

What he said really did mean that the moonlight was beautiful, and had no other meaning.

Fortunately, there is no Natsume Soseki in this world, otherwise Gongsun Jin would have to chat with this girl for a while with Natsume Soseki.

"It's not a full moon, it will look even better in two days."

Zhuang Xiaomeng said softly.

"I think the moon is the most beautiful when it is about to be full."

Gongsun Jin said seriously.

"Um?"

"The most taboo thing about things in the world is perfection. The moon in the sky will be lacking when it is full; the fruit on the tree will fall to the ground when it is ripe. Everything must be lacking in order to persevere."

After Gongsun Jin finished speaking, Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at him in surprise.

"What you say is always very philosophical."

"That's not what I said, it's from a novel called "Sandalwood Punishment"."

After Gongsun Jin finished speaking, she was slightly taken aback.

Now I'm going to talk about literature with her again.

"Sandalwood punishment? The name is very poetic, but it has nothing to do with the criminal law, so I don't think it's a good thing."

Zhuang Xiaomeng thought for a while.

"Sandalwood punishment refers to the use of a sandalwood stick, that is, a short wooden stake, from the prisoner's valley, all the way through the spine, and finally drilled out from the back of the neck. The prisoner was tied to a tree, struggling to die in pain .”

Gongsun Jin explained.

"So, what is this book about?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was a little curious.

"A turbulent movement in "Gaomi", a horrific torture, and a thrilling story."

Gongsun Jin only gave a rough outline.

"I want to hear it, can you tell me about it?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was full of interest. She was a person who loved literature to the core.

In the years when everyone is watching short videos and watching fan dramas and variety shows, it is very rare to find someone who can calm down and exchange literature.

"alright."

Gongsun Jin readily agreed and told the story in the book.

The two walked slowly, one talking and the other listening.

"Who wrote this book? It's amazing! Listening to the story in it, I have a creepy feeling and I can't help but tremble."

Zhuang Xiaomeng murmured.

"It was written by a man named Mo Yan in my hometown."

Gongsun Jin explained.

After reading the book "Sandalwood Punishment", he didn't like it very much, it could even be said that he hated it.

In other words, he couldn't even like Mo Yan's books.

It is undeniable that Mo Yan's book is very good, and the contents of the book are all real events in the past.

But the real thing is always horrific, with blood dripping on it.

He felt that Mo Yan's books were "horror novels".

"It's from your hometown again?"

"I have never heard of such a talented author."

Zhuang Xiaomeng tilted her head, very surprised.

"Well, the people in my hometown are quite talented, but they are not well-known here."

Gongsun Jin said seriously.

"Oh, when I have time, I really want to visit your hometown."

Zhuang Xiaomeng's face was very serious.

Gongsun Jin laughed lightly when he heard this.

Literature is something that requires a certain appreciation threshold.

Qu Gao will be widowed, so Zhuang Xiaomeng is always lonely.

When you meet a "confidant" like Gongsun Jin, you will talk a lot.

Talking about literature and art with Zhuang Xiaomeng, Gongsun Jin also felt that as a layman, his soul seemed to have been sublimated.

He didn't hate talking about literature with Zhuang Xiaomeng, he even liked it very much.

There is such a person who is willing to listen to his stories that no one knows, and he is very happy.

If he has time, he also wants to tell Zhuang Xiaomeng about Camus' "The Stranger", Hosseini's "The Kite Runner", and Cervantes' "Don Quixote".

Of course, there are two books that I most want to tell her.

One is "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and the other is "The Little Prince".

These are Gongsun Jin's two favorite books.

Zhong Lingzi is what Gongsun Jin once had in "the rough life".

Zhuang Xiaomeng is a "poetry and distance" that he has never had before.

The two, regardless of high or low, have the same weight in his heart.

The phone rang, and Gongsun Jin took it.

Zhuang Xiaomeng, who was about to speak, immediately fell silent.

"The sound of Sheng is not stopping? Forget it, if you don't like it, don't go."

As Tong Xiaoyu expected, Gongsun Jin refused very simply.

"Live broadcast? To increase the popularity of "Like You"?"

"Okay, okay."

After Gongsun Jin hung up the phone, she asked slowly, "What's the matter?"

"It's Sister Fei'er calling."

"Miss Mayfair?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng frowned.

"Do you have a good relationship with her? So affectionate."

"It's Tong Fei'er calling."

Gongsun Jin didn't change his face, but quickly changed his words.

"Tong Fei'er wants me and Lin Xijun to go to the company to start a live broadcast and do some interaction."

"Because it's the end of the month, and if the song "Like You" is going to hold the No. [-] spot in the end, it needs to be fueled up again."

When Gongsun Jin talked about the song "Like You", the expression on Zhuang Xiaomeng's face changed.

He became very unhappy, and his small mouth was pouted very high.

"The song "Like You", hurry up and come up with a cover song!"

"I want to hear you sing!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng looked at him angrily, and clenched her silver teeth.

"Okay, okay, I'll record a cover song when I have time."

Gongsun Jin hurriedly coaxed him up.

"I will record tomorrow!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng urged, looking like a little girl who lost her temper at her parents and clamored for a doll.

"Okay, okay, I'll record tomorrow!"

Gongsun Jin raised his hands in surrender and hurriedly agreed.

"Sing to me, sing quickly."

Hearing this, Zhuang Xiaomeng felt a little better, and reached out to grab Gongsun Jin's sleeve.

"I want to listen to "Like You"."

"Cough! Cough!"

Gongsun Jin moistened his throat and hummed softly.

"Drizzle and wind drenched the street at dusk, wipe away the rain and look up for no reason."

"Looking at the lonely evening light is that sad memory."

Zhuang Xiaomeng listened, her beautiful eyebrows curved into crescents.

She looked at Gongsun Jin beside her, and stretched out her hand cautiously, trying to hold his arm, but she was a little shy.

The phone rang again, and Zhuang Xiaomeng withdrew her fingers like an electric shock, and turned her face away as if nothing had happened, her pretty face flushed as if she had done something wrong.

"Well, I see."

"Tonight, why don't you go back with us."

"Aunt Qing will pick me up tonight, at the school gate."

"Okay, here at the east gate, hurry up."

Gongsun Jin hung up the phone, Zhuang Xiaomeng frowned.

"Who?"

"Lin Xijun, discuss about the live broadcast tonight. Aunt Qing just came to pick us up, so I asked her if she would like to drop by."

"We happened to take Aunt Qing's car to the Platinum Building together."

After Gongsun Jin finished speaking, Zhuang Xiaomeng's cheeks puffed up again, like a puffer fish.

On the other side, Lin Xijun rode a shared electric car and hurried towards the east gate.

She is a fan of Shi Qing, and when she thinks that she will have the opportunity to meet Shi Qing in person, she is very excited.

"Awaited!"

After seeing Gongsun Jin at the gate of the east gate, Lin Xijun waved his hand from a distance, put down the electric car in a hurry, and trotted over.

Before she could speak, she noticed that the girl beside Gongsun Jin was staring at her unkindly.

With a cold face, Zhuang Xiaomeng raised his palm to his throat and wiped her neck.

(End of this chapter)