The Female Supporting Role is Super Strong But Took the Love Brain Script

This afternoon Shen Zhihan was absent-minded, he felt bored after playing a few balls, and left the club with a few friends in a lack of interest.

On the other hand, Shen Yiling, who didn't even know that she had an impact on others, was still thinking about the questions.

Time passed quickly, and when she finished swiping a test paper, she noticed that the door of the cafe was opened, and a tall man wearing sunglasses, a cap, and a scarf came in from the outside.

Although this season is getting colder now, it is understandable to wear a stand-up trench coat, but this scarf is indeed a bit exaggerated.

Shen Yiling and Yu Mengtang were sitting in the corner, and there were several empty tables beside them. When the man in the black trench coat walked towards her, Shen Yiling was attracted by him and couldn't help but look up.

"Why is this person familiar?" Shen Yiling's expression did not change, but she was asking 0013 in the dark: "What do you think, can you see his face under his sunglasses and scarf? It seems that he has really seen it somewhere."

0013 Haosheng is speechless: [Although I am a little powerful, but I don't have the function of perspective, this is too disrespectful to other people's privacy! 】

After speaking, it probably looked at the man a few times, and after a few seconds of silence, he followed up: [But when you say this, it seems a bit like, what are you wearing a scarf for in this weather. Could it be the person on the bounty! Please think about it, host, if it really is a suspect, we will call the police immediately, at least 500,000 will start! 】

Shen Yiling: "..."

It can't be seen that although the brain of this system is not very good, it is quite capable.

Just after thinking about it, she heard 0013 speak faintly: [Host, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, what's wrong with your brain, is there anyone in this world who is smarter, more handsome and more powerful than me? Make it clear to me, if you don't explain it today, I, I...] It "me" for a long time, and savagely dropped a sentence: [I will not speak for a day and suffocate myself to death! 】

Shen Yiling: "...if you can do it."

Of course, Shen Yiling couldn't really listen to 0013's words and think that this man is a wanted criminal. She had also seen pictures of those criminals with a bounty on the news before. Figure, wearing spirit bodysuit.

The man in front of him was tall and tall, and he could tell with the naked eye that he was over 1.8 meters tall, a very standard inverted triangle figure.

Look at his style of dressing, a hip-hop style hooded sweater over a long trench coat. The two clothes are not the same style, but they are not inconsistent with him, even because of his unique temperament. , which is eye-catching.

If such a person is a criminal, he is probably the kind of high-IQ protagonist criminal in the TV series.

It's not very polite to stare at others all the time. She didn't know the identity of this man, and Shen Yiling didn't struggle for too long. After he chose an empty seat a few meters away from her, she also looked away.

Yu Mengtang was stunned by a familiar math problem, and noticed that Shen Yiling seemed to be distracted. She looked up and saw the person on the opposite side withdraw her gaze.

"What are you looking at?" She followed Shen Yiling's line of sight, but only saw the back of a man sitting upright. For some reason, she felt that this man's figure was familiar.

"You know?" she asked.

Shen Yiling shook her head: "I don't know, but I feel familiar, maybe this person is a public face." That being said, in fact, he didn't even see his face clearly.

Yu Mengtang tapped her pen on the table, her voice softer: "I also feel familiar."

After the words fell, the two looked at each other, and both saw a touch of speculation in each other's eyes.

The weather is not bad today. Although the temperature is not very high, the sun is shining outside and the wind is not so cold.

The coffee shop was also heated, and Ding Yanyao was stuffy and hot with the scarf and sunglasses, but he was worried that he could not take down his identity.

For a time, his not-so-beautiful mood was even worse.

The mobile phone WeChat rang a few times, and when he saw that the agent sent a message, his whole face sank, and he made a phone call without thinking.

"Mabo, what time did you and Wei Kaifei make an appointment?" Ding Yanyao raised his eyebrows impatiently in a calm voice, "Look at what time it is, how about Wei Kaifei?"

If Shen Yiling and Yu Mengtang heard him call at this time, they could probably guess who the man in front of them was.

Wei Kaifei is a composer who has suddenly risen in the past two years. He is in his 40s. He was named a gold medal composer by a group of netizens after collaborating on several popular songs.

And the only people who can relate to such people are those singers and people in the circle.

Ma Bo didn't seem to expect that Ding Yanyao was still so angry at this time, he clicked his tongue, and his tone was not very good: "Ding Yanyao, have you made a mistake, it would be very good if I can make an appointment for you. , do you still think that the gold medal composer is waiting for you? Do you really think you are still the king of the past, recognize yourself!"

These words were like knives, piercing **** holes again in Ding Yanyao's scarred heart.

Ding Yanyao's blocked face was so black that he was about to wring out the water. He didn't know if he was angry or what.

Probably startled by his clenched teeth, Ma Bo on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then he eased his tone a little.

"I know you, Ding Yanyao, hate latecomers the most, but now you're not asking for help, so you can hold on for a while." Ma Bo's tone also contained a bit of chicken soup. : "You also know how popular Wei Kaifei is now. If you have the opportunity to cooperate with him, then you can make a comeback with his popularity!"

Speaking of this, Ma Bo's emotions seemed a little excited, as if he had seen the day when Ding Yanyao got up.

It's no wonder he always thinks about these things, but when he recalls when Ding Yanyao first debuted, he is uneasy. At that time, he was also a little-known broker. It was because he brought Ding Yanyao that he was known to many people in just a few months, and some people even praised him as a gold broker.

At that time, he was walking with wind. If he could return to that glorious time, he would be willing even if his life was cut off!

In addition to Ding Yanyao himself, Ma Bo should most hope that he can return to the time when half the sky was red.

Thinking of the temperament of his own artist, his tone became a little slower, and he said earnestly: "Yan Yao, I know you are talented, but it is useless to be talented in this circle, what you need is enthusiasm! And Wei Kaifei he The most important thing right now is the heat.”

To say Wei Kaifei, although he is only a composer, his face is not bad in the entertainment industry. A man in his forties has a mature and stable temperament, and many fans call him "the most handsome uncle" ."

Hearing the words "rubbing heat", Ding Yanyao flashed disgust in his eyes hidden under his sunglasses.

He really wanted to say that he didn't need to be hot at all, but the fact was in front of him, and everyone else was already sitting here, so he had no right to say such a thing.

Ding Yanyao's new song has been written. The tone of his new song is a bit sad, and it shows his emotions in the past six months to a large extent.

Despite this, he still worked very hard to complete the composition himself, including composing and arranging.

Songs have no shortage of composers, and the reason why he found Wei Kaifei is because Ma Bo wants Wei Kaifei to help him comment and comment, which means that Wei Kaifei's name will be written in the column of composition of these songs in the future.

Ding Yanyao's file bag next to the table contains the songs that he has completed and which Mabo said could not be popular. He looked at the document with drooping eyebrows, and for a long time, there was a bit of pain in his eyes.

It was fifteen minutes later when Wei Kaifei belatedly appeared in the cafe.

Compared with Ding Yanyao's tight wrapping, he was much more casual. A gray sports suit and a black mask appeared to be low-key, but he was actually looking around the cafe flamboyantly.

When he saw Ding Yanyao with his head bowed in the corner, a bit of wickedness flashed in his eyes, and he walked slowly towards the corner.

"Sorry, Ding Tianwang, the traffic jam is a bit late." Wei Kaifei took off his mask and didn't care that others would recognize him.

Ding Yanyao was too lazy to expose him. Ma Bohui chose this cafe because Wei Kaifei lived nearby, saying that a ten-minute walk was enough, but now this person is talking about traffic jams, and anyone with brains knows that he did it on purpose.

Wei Kaifei obviously also knew that Ding Yanyao was disgusted by him, his smile continued, his eyes still on Ding Yanyao's face, he pretended to be puzzled: "Ding Tianwang is afraid of being recognized? Yes, oh, Our little transparency is really nothing compared to yours."

Hearing this, Ding Yanyao's face turned colder.

He hated several kinds of people in his life, unpunctual, eccentric, and roundabout. Obviously, Wei Kaifei has all three.

Weibo said that Wei Kaifei is mature, hardworking and generous. But in Ding Yanyao's view, he is simply a naive, boring and cautious middle-aged man.

Ding Yanyao didn't answer him, he even reached out and took the file bag next to him, making a gesture of getting up and leaving.

After finally waiting for an opportunity to fall into the trap, how could Wei Kaifei let him go away casually?

While he was not paying attention to Wei Kaifei, he snatched the things from his hand, and said yin and yang strangely: "Ding Tianwang still likes to play big cards as always. I'm all here, you want to go, play with me?"

As he said that, he opened the document bag in his hand on his own initiative.

There are several music scores that have been composed, but the lyrics have not yet been filled in, but he knows that Ding Yanyao's temperament must have already written the lyrics, but it has not been written into this score.

Wei Kaifei suppressed the irony in his eyes and looked down at the scores.

The more he looked, the more wrong the expression on his face became, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared without a trace.

I knew before that Ding Yanyao's talent in composing and arranging music is beyond ordinary people, but after a few years, Wei Kaifei would still feel shocked when he watched his music when he was already confused.

As a singer, the most taboo is that the same shadow will appear in each song, which is actually difficult to avoid.

But Ding Yanyao is different from others. The reason why he didn't get up in recent years is because his music spans a great deal. It is almost impossible to see that the two songs are made by the same person.

The same goes for the tunes in his hands now.

Even if Wei Kaifei is known as a gold medal composer, he has to admit that Ding Yanyao's new song is perfect in terms of the melody and the fusion of every note.

Just looking at the score, he was already humming in his heart.

But in the same way, Ding Yanyao also has his bad side, that is, he thinks everything is too perfect.

Looking at the absurdly high tone of the chorus, Wei Kaifei's sense of crisis suddenly faded a lot.

Even if the song is good, no one can sing it. He heard Mabo say that this is a chorus song, and as far as he knows, there is no female singer in the circle who can sing the chorus part well.

The most important thing is to have self-knowledge. Songs that no one can sing are garbage.

He threw the score back casually, with a very rude tone: "Take your trash back, it's an insult to me to write my name on this kind of thing."

He threw the sheet music very lightly. When he retracted his hand, he even took a wet tissue and wiped his fingers carefully. This behavior made Ding Yanyao's fire burst to the extreme.

Without thinking, he rushed over and grabbed Wei Kaifei's collar, so strong that he lifted half of him from the seat.

"What the **** did you say?" Through the sunglasses, Ding Yanyao's eyes seemed to be spitting out fire.

However, Wei Kaifei just stood half-heartedly, his eyes teasing: "I said—"

"Your work is shit."