One answer was blacklisted by the TV station

Until he went downstairs and stood at the door of Yijia Shanquan Mansion, Gu Qingyun still didn't react, why did the other party trust him so much?

"Is it really that I look too honest?" Gu Qingyun touched his face narcissistically.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, this is Gu Qingyun's consistent style, he has always believed in a sentence, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

There are some things that you can't do even if you try your best, and when that day comes, something suddenly appears, and it makes it happen.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and if you want to use this probability to face the stick of skipping class and going home, it is more reliable to advise you to wear more...

Gu Qingyun didn't plan to return to the TV station, he called Han Yangshuo and told him about the naming rights, so that the TV station could send someone to sign the contract.

And he himself is now going back to write the lyrics, and then fly to Shanghai by plane.

After a busy day, the time has come to more than an hour later.

Sitting on the plane and looking out the window, Gu Qingyun felt that today was too fulfilling, and this Nima didn't rest at all.

But it also made him deeply understand that those scenes in the novel are really unreliable, what protagonist shocks the other party and sends money directly, there is no shadow at all...

Two hours later, at 8 p.m., the plane landed at Huhai International Airport.

Gu Qingyun, who traveled lightly, walked out of the airport and felt the wind of Huhai City, which was much warmer than Kyoto City.

I took a taxi and went straight to Yipinjun and sped away.

Isn't it...

Gu Qingyun, who was sitting in the back seat, couldn't help but ponder, the original owner of the driver's license had it, and he could also drive, so there was no reason to take a taxi anywhere.

"Well, it's decided, when I go back to Kyoto, I'll go to the 4S store to have a look, isn't the purpose of making money just to enjoy?!"

After making up his mind, he began to close his eyes and rest, and he was really tired from running today.

More than an hour later, the taxi stopped at the gate of Ipin County.

Gu Qingyun got out of the car and paid the money, walked to the security room, the security guard inside opened the door for him with a smile, he also said hello to the other party, and walked inside.

returned to the rented house with Yan Yisheng, stood at the door, took a deep breath, and pressed the password.

When I opened the door, the smell of rice suddenly filled the air, and this feeling was so wonderful.

"I'm back! Yishang, what delicious food did you make?" Gu Qingyun walked in, closed the door, and saw that his slippers were still there, so he changed them directly.

"Yo, let me see who is back?"

Yan Yishang didn't reply, but Zhang Yuanai's voice rang out, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

Gu Qingyun was stunned, he didn't expect Zhang Yuanai to be here, walked into the living room, and saw Zhang Yuanai sitting at the dining table, staring at him with a smile.

He was surprised: "Why are

you here?" Zhang Yuanai glanced at him angrily, "What, am I very strange here?" It's you, is it because I'm here to disturb the two of you making love?"

In the kitchen, Yan Yisheng heard Zhang Yuanai say this, and immediately shouted: "Sister Yuanai! I'm angry if you talk nonsense again! I don't have that kind of thing with Gu Qingyun!".

Gu Qingyun also smiled, pulled the chair next to the dining table and sat down, looked at Zhang Yuanai's rather ambiguous eyes, and said speechlessly: "What is your mind thinking about all day long?

"

Yes, this can't be done, forget it, whatever she thinks, anyway, he is not afraid of shadows!

Turning his head to look at Yan Yisheng, he shouted: "How long will it take to get better." "

There's still about half an hour, what's wrong?" Yan Yishang said without replying.

"Then I'll go get the accompaniment first, and then I'll start recording directly after eating. With that, he got up and walked towards the study.

The current time is really a bit tight for Gu Qingyun, and the stage in Kyoto hasn't started yet!

Zhang Yuanai looked at Gu Qingyun's departing figure, opened his beautiful big eyes, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly got up and followed.

Inside the study.

Gu Qingyun sat in front of the computer and turned on the computer, and just as he was about to click on the software, he saw Zhang Yuanai who slipped in behind him, and said in surprise: "Why are you here?" Zhang Yuanai

walked to the piano, pulled the piano chair and sat down, the hem of the black dress was tight, and the corners of Gu Qingyun's eyes twitched.

"What, do you have any opinions when I come? I haven't said anything about you, you didn't even say hello when you left Shanghai? It's too not enough to be a friend, right?"

Zhang Yuan fell in love with him, and Gu Qingyun couldn't resist it.

He really forgot about Zhang Yuanai, although the two had not been in contact for a long time, Gu Qingyun could see that she was still quite good.

"It's not like I can't leave, as for me. Gu Qingyun muttered in a low voice, then opened the software and began to make up the arrangement of that year.

Zhang Yuanai wasn't really angry, the reason why she said this was just to be able to stay here reasonably and see how he arranged the music.

As for why don't you just speak? It's not because you can't put it down.

She has always been very curious, what kind of person can write so many hits? She

has seen those who write songs quickly, and she has also seen those who write many songs, but the first one is a hit, she has really never seen it, even those veteran songwriters can't do Gu Qingyun's point.

Gu Qingyun didn't pay attention to Zhang Yuanai anymore, he was devoting himself to the arranging software at the moment.

The arrangement of the year was relatively simple, and in addition to the guitar, violin, cello, bass, harp, piano, and jazz drums were used.

Even if it is so simple, it can still be sung so well, which is enough to see the level of the composer.

In about ten minutes, Zhang Yuanai watched Gu Qingyun's mouse continue to drag and stretch, and the whole arrangement was ready.

Seeing Gu Qingyun's right hand leave the mouse, and when he was nodding with satisfaction as he watched the arrangement, Zhang Yuanai was stunned, and

she asked, "This is the end?"

Gu Qingyun: "It's over."

"It's that simple

?" "How difficult do you think it is?"

In fact, Zhang Yuanai's question is really a bit redundant, Gu Qingyun's production of song accompaniment is equivalent to letting a top student in the Department of Mathematics of Peking University do the same as a primary school student's problem.

The whole piece was in his head, even with his eyes closed, well... It's a bit difficult to close your eyes, but it's not impossible.

"Okay, let's go, Yishang should have finished the meal.

Gu Qingyun, who stood up, stretched his waist, greeted Zhang Yuanai, and left the study by himself.

Zhang Yuanai also got up from the chair, until he walked to the dining table and sat down, his mind was still confused.

Could it be that the other party saw that he was there, and made up a random tune to fool himself? But it doesn't make sense, don't you want to sing it for a while? What's the point of fooling yourself?