A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Although Xu Fosheng is an entertainment record, he also has his own **** fans.

Those fans loved her sinister and sharp strokes. This time she saw her uncharacteristically, she only praised Ye Xingyu but did not devalue anyone, and they felt that there was something wrong. How could their Buddha's Lord not be awkward? It must be hidden... certain!

Everyone carries forward the spirit of gossip and studies from the lines of words -

Silence is a kind of education, then, is it not silent?

"No silence is natural, there is no tutor." Mina sister chuckled, slender legs crossed, sitting gracefully on the sofa in the summer house, and the hair was squatting at her feet.

During this time, Ms. Mina often came to Xia Wei, and she was also familiar with the two hairs. Uncle Ermao is a pet who sees people to serve. When facing Xiao Xia's classmates, he is very energetic. When facing Mana, he is like a kitten.

Xia Xiaoyu was very sad, very sad, and looked at the unscrupulous uncle who was pretending to be a good-looking uncle.

Ms. Mai opened a thin laptop and gestured to Xia Yan to look at it: "Look, you are saying online, compared to the fact that you use silence to protect the weak, Xia Yu is too calm, jump up and down, and make up the situation to deceive the public. It’s too uncultivated.”

Xia Wei pulled down the mouse, and the amount of messages in the sky was all about the summer rain.

- All came out of the orphanage and were adopted by the boss. How did the late Xia Xia be raised so well, elegant and temperament, summer rain? Compared with my sister, one in the sky.

- Is that how can it compare? It seems that some people are born to be bad blanks.

- Xia Yu has no quality!

- Xia Yu swearing!

A loud voice, fierce.

Xia Wei looked at these condolences in a row and looked at it. Suddenly, he stopped his hand on a post.

The post published a short video of a sneak shot of Xia Yu. She was taken out of the car by a group of staff. She didn’t know where to fly a bottle of mineral water bottle, and the splash of water sprinkled on her. It looks like a wolverine.

There was a good sound underneath. Occasionally, there were a few sporadic summer rains and loyalty powders to do their best to maintain their idols, but because they were outnumbered, they were quickly drowned in the floods.

“Happy?” Mina asked with a smile.

Few people know that she and Xu Fosheng are friends for many years and rarely use this relationship. This time for Xia Wei, she deliberately asked Xu Fosheng to send this report, on the one hand to hold the summer 绫, on the other hand to slap on the summer rain.

Xia Wei is very grateful to Mina, but the mood is a bit complicated, it is like trying to finish a victory, the rest is only emptiness and exhaustion. I can't say happy or unhappy, I just feel that things are impermanent. Not long ago, the public also listened to rumors, and they rushed to death. Now, I believe in their hype, and they use the same extreme attitude to deal with summer. rain.

Ms. Mina looked at her look and said slowly: "Small, soft to the enemy, is cruel to yourself."

Xia Wei glanced, silenced and nodded.

In fact, she is not a soft heart. She just thinks that the world is so absurd, exaggerated and unreal. The last second can hold a person to the sky, and then fall down a second. She just wants to make music, live a simple life, but why, there are always some messy things to find her?

Ms. Mina patted her shoulder: "You just need to make music, other things, the company will help you."

There was a grateful gratitude in her heart, yeah, thanks to Mana’s sister and Li Lei.

Without them, she could not cope alone.

Because of this report by Xu Fosheng, Xia Wei’s popularity has reached a new level.

Correspondingly, it is the summer rain that the popularity has fallen to the bottom of the valley. It’s not a big deal to get a car and lose a mineral water bottle. The most deadly thing is that many announcements have rejected her, especially in advertising endorsements. No one dares to use an artist with such a negative image, even her. The music is also not available as background music for any show and event.

Many media have predicted that Xia Yu, the rising star of the emperor, will fall.

however--

Who told her to have a good sister?

A few days later.

Entertainment news overwhelmingly reported one thing: the emperor’s chief music producer, Feng Xi, the queen’s music producer before the summer, returned from a vacation abroad.

Mina, who knows the news, has a complicated look: "This time, Xia Yu was saved."

Xia Wei looked at her inexplicably.

Ms. Mina sighed and said, "Do you know what he is doing to return to China?"

Xia Wei shook his head.

Ms. Mina: "Can you care more about entertainment news?!"

Xia Wei looked at her with grievances, no interest, no time... Since the end of the holiday, she has been arrested by Wei Wei, and she has no days and nights to make progress. I can’t wait to use the day for 48 hours. Time to focus on entertainment news?

"Forget it..." Ms. Mina also knew that she was busy and sighed. "Xia Yu debuted for ten years, and Feng Xiao gave her ten years of music. She had never received a song from other people. So, you I can imagine his position in the hearts of fans of Xia Wei. Since Xia Yu’s death, he has seen a debut song for Xia Yu on her face, and then went abroad and disappeared.

"This time I suddenly returned to China. When I came back, I announced that I would arrange the "Cage in the Cage". With such a big movement, who is still patient and concerned about the summer rain?"

"Cage in the cage".

Xia Wei’s look has become complicated.

She remembers her own song, remembering it too - this is the last Encore song she sang before her murder on the stage. This song is not on the pre-arranged repertoire of the concert, and even before that, it was not made public, even her music producer Feng Wei, the agent Chu Wei, and all the staff did not know. its existence.

This is the only song she created during the year when she was imprisoned by her son.

Butterfly that can't fly / Captivity in the cobweb / broken wings / the last singing...

The butterfly that does not fly / the spread of the cobweb / the bloodied wings / the ashes of the ash...

Close your eyes and easily echo the broken melody in your mind. She once wore an unshielded tulle and squatted under the feet of the scorpion, kissed his upper with trembling lips, cried and begged him to give her a pen and a paper, so that she could be in the long, desperate prison. Write something in the cage career... Only then can you find a sense of living.

He gave her a quill in a compassionate manner, and a stack of soft white paper.

He placed them on the side of the carpet by the window, far away from her. She needs to straighten the gold chain on her ankles, struggle to tighten her body for a long time, and then resist the pain of tearing the limbs, in order to write the fragment melody a little bit.