Chapter 196

"Good luck, madam." The mirror said faintly, "is the food still delicious tonight?"

"It suits your taste, but you recognize the Shen family. Why don't you tell your mother? Are you still angry with your mother?"

Lin Qing took two steps forward and held the mirror's hand.

The mirror quietly avoided her hand, "madam, I think I've made it clear that day."

"You don't like Xiangxiang. I'll send her away and don't let her appear in front of you, okay? Go home with your mother."

Mingjing shook his head: "it has nothing to do with Zhu Xiangxiang. My wife changes orders day and night and hesitates. It hurts everyone."

Lin Qingleng was in place.

"You can't have both fish and bear's paw. Madam, you might as well think carefully about what you want?"

Mingjing thought, "time will answer everything. Madam may as well wait patiently. In fact, this situation is not a kind of experience for madam, so that you can meet someone worth it at the best time."

"Madam, don't worry. Even if I leave Zhu's house and Zhu's house is in trouble, I won't stand idly by. It's late at night. Madam, go home."

Mingjing said to the Shen guest, "send Mrs. Zhu home."

Shen Ke should be. He came to Lin Qing and said, "madam, please."

Lin Qing took a deep look at the mirror. The girl's face was like the day she came to the door on the first day. No matter when, she was always so calm. Even if the sky collapsed, she could stay as still as a mountain.

Lin Qing finally understood.

People are unpredictable, but the mirror heart is like glass. She should never guess her with malice.

In Mingjing's heart, she and Zhu's family are passers-by. They will take care of Zhu's family just because of their sense of responsibility.

She recognized the Shen family. It was the Shen family who gave her warmth.

Thinking of his bias towards the mirror, Lin Qing had no face to stay.

Shen Ke hurried to catch up.

Mingjing stood in place for a while. The night wind was getting colder, and a coat fell on her shoulder, bringing a trace of warmth.

Mingjing turned his head and said with a smile, "big brother."

"If you don't like it, don't force yourself." Shen Zhou said in a warm voice.

"Dad and I are your backing."

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, the mirror said faintly, "Zhu Xiangxiang is right. I really am not the real daughter of Zhu family."

Shen Zhou picked his eyebrows. "You must have your reason for doing this."

"Does big brother just believe me?"

"I still have the ability to know people." Shen Zhou said confidently.

Mingjing smiled and said, "one day, the truth will come out, and everything will return to the original track, dust to dust, earth to earth..."

Shen Zhou frowned: "I don't like Zhu family at all. Now I don't have to deal with them anymore. It's best."

"I'm glad you can tell me the truth, which proves that you really treat me as a family. Remember, you are my sister Shen Zhou. No one can bully you. You can do anything you want."

Shen Zhou's heavy voice was loud, and the mirror looked up, facing a pair of dark but gentle eyes.

The mirror touched the bottom of her heart and said, "I see, big brother."

"Come on, go home."

Mingjing chewed the word "home" with his lips and teeth, smiled and walked up to catch up.

"What's the matter with you and Miss Mao?"

"Are you interested?"

"Miss Mao is very good, warm and cheerful. Don't you like it?"

Shen Zhou pulled at the corner of his mouth, "what do you think?"

"If people drink water and know their own temperature, I certainly hope big brother can be happy."

"Everything goes with fate."

The next day, the headlines on the front page of major newspaper websites were published, and the whole country was surprised when the news came out.

Shen Zhou needless to say, Mingjing is a well-known figure, and Mingjing has also gained a great reputation recently. In particular, Mingjing founded the wish Charity Foundation in the name of Zhu's group, and promised to invest all the profits of the company in the foundation within one year, hire a professional team to be responsible for operating expenses and philanthropy, and the whole process is open and transparent. Each detailed rules will be published on the official website and supervised by the people.

As soon as this move came out, Mingjing's reputation reached its peak in Jiangzhou, and now she has become Shen Zhou's dry sister. Shen Zhou gave her Yunmeng villa as a gift. All these have made Mingjing a hot topic of discussion recently.

Mingjing's fame has increased sharply since she participated in three meals a day, but she has no microblog or participated in any TV programs. Obviously, she has no intention to develop in the entertainment industry, but now she is even more popular than any star in the entertainment industry.

Mention her name, no less than Shen Zhou, just like the title of national goddess.

After a few days of gossip about her affair with Qu Feitai, she gradually indulged. Since three meals a day, Qu Feitai has closed doors and started making new albums, which has not appeared in the eyes of the public for more than a month.

"Mr. Zhang, Xiaofei is concentrating on making a new album. You know, he always has high requirements. The production cycle of this album is relatively long. You'd better find someone else for the talent show. Xiaofei can't take it."

"One day a week. I told the program team that they would arrange it completely according to Xiaofei's time and would not delay Xiaofei's time. That's it. The first issue will be recorded on October 25. There's still one month left. It's enough."

The other party didn't give Huang Chao a chance to speak, so he hung up.

Huang Chao is stupid. Is there anything else that is forced to buy and sell?

After packing a beef brisket rice in the restaurant, Huang Chao hurried to chunshuiyuan.

Qu Feitai lives on the 10th floor, 180 square meters of luxury flat floor, one ladder and one household, which is very private.

Huang Chao entered the password to open the door. "Xiaofei, come out for dinner."

Huang Chao went to the studio and knocked on the door: "Xiaofei?"

Quietly opening a crack, the boy sat in front of the computer, wearing headphones, while adjusting the sound track, while making a video call with Lin Huan. From time to time, some professional terms and English burst out. Huang Chao was confused.

Xiao Fei stayed at home for a month, pushed off all the commercial performances and focused on making a new album. At the moment, Huang Chao is very pleased to see the young man's serious appearance.

It was inconvenient to spare him. Huang Chao put the rice in the incubator and began to roll up his sleeves for cleaning.

After all the cleaning, it was dusk outside the landing window. Huang Chao walked out of the bathroom with his waist and saw the teenager sitting at the table, adjusting the audio while eating.

Huang Chao went over to take away the computer and said with a straight face, "Xiao Fei, we should combine work and rest. You are young. How can you spell like this? We are not in a hurry. Take your time."

Qu Feitai said nothing and bowed his head for dinner.

Huang Chao sat opposite qufeitai and stared at him for a long time.

This month, Xiaofei stayed up late every night to write songs. He knew that Xiaofei had the most inspiration in the dead of night, but if it goes on like this, it would be bad for his health. If he hadn't sent meals to Xiaofei every day, Xiaofei might be skinny now.

What a handsome face, now haggard a lot, people become more and more silent, the whole person gives people a very depressed feeling, like the calm before the mountain rain, and under the calm lake, there is a turbulent undercurrent.

"Xiao Fei, don't always write songs at home. Go out for a walk and climb the mountain. The maple forest in Xiangshan is beautiful now. Let's go around tomorrow?"

Qu Feitai shook his head.

"There have been several good seedlings in the entertainment industry recently. One named Dong Jiahe is good and has a lot of aura in singing. I think he imitates your style a little. Xiaofei, because you shut down, many of your fans have flowed into him. Why don't you wind up your microblog and let the fans know you're still alive?"

"The singing world is a place of talent and talent. If he really has the ability, it is a good thing for the singing world." Qu Feitai threw away his lunch box and turned to enter the studio again.

Huang Chao sighed heavily.

It's really sad to have a career minded artist!

At 12:00 in the middle of the night, Qu Feitai put down his headphones, exhaled a deep breath, spread out on the chair and narrowed for a while.

Out of the studio, Huang Chao curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. Qu Feitai found a blanket to cover him and turned to the bathroom to take a bath.

Didi's mobile phone on the tea table rang twice. Qu Feitai quickly walked over and took a look.

It turned out to be pushing news.

Qu Feitai was disappointed at the bottom of his eyes. Soon his eyes were frozen. There was a familiar name on the news title.

He would feel sad even to see it.

——The national goddess Mingjing recognizes Shen Zhou, gossip lovers become brothers and sisters, and the century has changed!

Qu Feitai opened the news with trembling fingers. After reading all the news, the corners of his mouth tilted slightly.

She had a bad time at Zhu's house. He always knew that Shen Zhou and old Mr. Shen must have treated her very well, so that her cold-hearted people would be willing to become family with them.

Suddenly, Qu Feitai was stunned. When he was blessed to his heart, the tips of his excited heart were trembling.

Spiegel, she is not really cold hearted. People have feelings.

This is the case with the Shen family.

For more than a month, he gave himself to music and paralyzed his nerves with busyness. However, in the dead of night, he tossed and turned in bed, and something always penetrated into his brain through the texture gap to paralyze his nerves, control his thoughts and destroy his actions. That's called missing.

From small to large, his goal has been very clear. If he wants something, he will try to get it. If he can't get it, he will pay a hundred times and a thousand times until he is exhausted and has no regrets.

The mirror is not a thing. She is a person, a living person.

This road is more bumpy and thorny. Is he afraid?

If he is afraid, he won't call it a flying platform.

Qu Feitai sat on the sofa on the balcony and pondered in the long silence and darkness.

The big proposition of life, frustration and ups and downs, pride and joy, is only between one thought.

When the first ray of sunshine penetrated the blue and white sky and sprinkled on the world, Qu Feitai narrowed his eyes gently. He stood up, walked to the railing and took a deep breath of the morning air. The depression, depression and depression in his lungs were discharged with his breath.

The sun fell on the bottom of his eyes, the curved flying platform lifted the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows and eyes were relaxed and confident.

"The master's order can't decide my life. My life is up to me, not heaven." Qu Feitai shouted to the sky, as if to shout out all the depression in his chest.

"What's the matter?" Huang Chao was surprised, immediately jumped up from the sofa and looked around in horror.

Qu Feitai came in and passed him into the studio.

Huang Chao patted his heart: "what's your name early in the morning? I was scared to death. I thought something had happened to you."

Huang Chao walked into the studio with the song flying platform: "let me see how your new song is written?"

I saw Qu Feitai point his finger into the folder and delete all audio with one click.

Huang Chao was about to crack his canthus and rushed up to stop him: "are you crazy? This is your hard work for more than a month."

Qu Feitai shook his head: "this is not the effect I want."

Huang Chao stared at him carefully. He always felt that today's qufeitai was a little different. His eyes were no longer dead, numb, elated and confident. This was the qufeitai he first knew.

"My little ancestor, what effect do you want? This is the result of your liver for more than a month. Don't you feel bad about deleting it all? You have to start all over again."

Qu Feitai raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "so what? What fans and the public like is my song, so I want to present them the best music. How can I perfunctory them with a pile of garbage? This is irresponsible to them and myself."

These new songs he wrote are filled with a lot of depression, sharpness and negative emotions. He is venting through music, but he can't use his fans as a trash can.

Huang Chao was stunned and slowly loosened his hand: "just know it yourself."

When Qu Feitai clicked the mouse, all the audio was deleted, as if the negative emotions in his heart were also deleted.

Big brother always said he was young and had a child mentality.

But growing up is often only an instant, neither early nor late.

He clearly knows the road under his feet and how to go.
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