Mr. Qi, Your Cover At Risk

Seeing Meng Xizhou getting more and more chaotic, Song Nanfeng sighed, took the phone and said, "Don't tease him."

It is estimated that if you continue to play, you will be self-sufficient.

Lu Jinqi said casually, "Why, it hurts."

Song Nanfeng glanced at someone and said in a low voice, "Well, he's almost finished recording his song, do you want to come and have a look."

"Okay, send me the address."

Hanging up the phone, Song Nanfeng sent a direct message.

"How is it, is she coming?" Meng Xizhou hurriedly said.

After Song Nanfeng got up and pulled him up, he directly hooked his neck and walked forward, "Come on, so should we take a shower first, or you will be insulting like this."

Meng Xizhou looked down at himself in doubt, there was nothing wrong, how could it be insulting.

Song Nanfeng didn't care what he was thinking at the moment, he pushed him into the bathroom cleanly and slammed the door shut.

"Song Nanfeng, are you ill? I haven't got my clothes yet." Meng Xizhou's displeased voice came out.

Song Nanfeng smiled lazily, "You wash it first, and I'll get it for you."

listen.

Meng Xizhou is no longer polite, anyway, this is not the first time.

He directly took off his wet clothes and threw them aside, standing under the shower and started to shower.

After a while, there was a crisp knock on the door.

Song Nanfeng took the clothes and said lazily, "Open the door and get the clothes."

"Bring it in for me," Meng Xizhou replied aloud.

Song Nanfeng was silent for a few seconds, his eyes darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Open the door and take it yourself, I'll send it in for you."

When Meng Xizhou heard it, he opened the door sullenly around the bath towel, and took the clothes from his hand, "What's wrong, why didn't you tell me before?"

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Song Nanfeng sighed with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Stupid, after all, the past and now are different!

...

When Lu Jinqi came to the studio, she raised her eyebrows when she saw the two of them in suits and leather shoes.

Her dark and bright eyes had a little interest, "It's quite fast."

The two who understood what he meant at once reacted differently.

Meng Xizhou is like a cat with fried fur, "I said it's not what you think. I just finished dancing and felt sweaty and didn't feel good about you, so I went to take a shower."

Song Nanfeng, who was sitting on the other side, held his head with one hand and watched someone explain with interest.

Lu Jinqi's eyes were frivolous, she gestured lazily all over her body, and said meaningfully, "Then tell me what I'm thinking?"

"It's not just me and Nanfeng..." Halfway through the sentence, Meng Xizhou realized that he was wrong and immediately fell silent.

Dare to dig a hole and wait for me to jump.

Seeing that someone was about to jump again, Song Nanfeng said quickly, "Okay, don't you want to show K a demo of the song, let's go."

After his reminder, Meng Xizhou remembered that he had forgotten the most important thing, and couldn't help but smile apologetically.

"It's just a song, and it takes a long time to be top-notch," Lu Jinqi put his hands in his pockets, followed the two of them lazily, and teased with his voice intertwined.

Meng Xizhou paused, touching his scarred face with a wry smile, "It's a long story."

"Long story short," Lu Jinqi said succinctly.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Song Nanfeng spoke directly for him.

"Because this guy's face was disfigured and his fans lost a lot, the company thought he was worthless. Even if he argued that it was his face, not his voice, he could continue to sing."

Having said this, Song Nanfeng paused slightly, looked sideways at Meng Xizhou, and continued to speak when he saw that his expression was impermanent.

"But the company's attitude is very hard. Telling him directly that you are disfigured means you have lost everything. Now is the era of looking at your face. Who will listen to your singing seriously.

Originally, Xizhou's contract was about to expire, and it was said that it would be renewed, but when something like this happened, the company directly terminated the contract with him.

And since the news of his contract termination has spread in the circle, major recording companies have said that the recording studio is full and there is no free period. It seems like a lifetime has passed in a short period of time. The room is still my friend's. "

The voice just fell.

Lu Jinqi lifted her eyelids, and the corner of her lips slowly twitched. She said casually, "If that's the case, are you interested in joining a new company?"

What's the meaning.

When they met the eyes of the two, Lu Jinqi's eyes were full of evil, and a clear voice came from under the mask, "The world is too calm now, how can you call it exciting if you don't mess up."

"You mean to let me join your company."

The two of them are not fools, and they immediately understood when they heard this.

It's just that this tone is too big, and I actually want to make the entertainment industry exciting.

Lu Jinqi said "um" and said casually, "You think about it first, now listen to the song you recorded."

...

After listening to the demo, the admiration in Lu Jinqi's eyes was fleeting.

"How is it," Meng Xizhou had released so many songs, and this was the first time he felt nervous.

Lu Jinqi raised her eyebrows and said leisurely, "Not bad."

Hearing the answer, Meng Xizhou's nervous heart relaxed.

"How's the choreography?" Lu Jinqi slenderly swiped across the device casually, and said in a low voice.

"It's also finished, why don't you take a look."

"Ok."

Then, the three went directly to the dance studio.

With the sound of the accompaniment, Meng Xizhou's eyes suddenly changed, and his body was doing various movements. I have to say that his body balance is still very good.

Lu Jinqi leaned against the wall, looking at the man dancing in front of him, her delicate brows slightly wrinkled.

The person who choreographed this dance must be sick.

At the end of the song, Meng Xizhou panted and looked at the girl, panting, "Is it alright?"

The words fall.

He heard the girl's indifferent word, "Rotten."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the dance studio became tense.

"K, do you call this rotten?" Song Nanfeng glared at him, and said with some displeasure.

"It's boring and unattractive. Your choreographer is a beginner?"

Lu Jinqi's brows and eyes were all cold, and his voice was full of sarcasm.

"you…"

Song Nanfeng wanted to say something but was stopped by Meng Xizhou. He looked at the girl and spoke slowly.

"To tell you the truth, I also think this dance is very boring, and it doesn't match the song at all."

"Awareness is good, this dance is directly discarded."

Hearing this, Meng Xizhou hesitated, "But now I give up suddenly, and I can't find a better person to choreograph. You also understand my current situation."

At first, when he saw this choreography, he felt that it would not work, but now even a little famous person is reluctant to choreograph for him, and in the end he can only retreat.

"Tsk, trouble." Lu Jinqi's eyes showed impatience, she took off her jacket and walked straight to the middle.

The two looked at her movements suspiciously, and suddenly heard a cold voice, "Accompaniment."

Is she going to dance?

Meng Xizhou and the two looked at each other, no way, could she really be able to write songs and choreograph again.