Chapter 96 Do you think too highly of me? Tang Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss me?" Fu Linchuan's eyes fell on her delicate lips, his throat rolled, and he nodded. Tang Zhiyi touched the hem of his clothes, and Fu Linchuan leaned forward obediently. Just as he was getting closer and closer to the open lips, he was pushed away. Tang Zhiyi chuckled: "Then just think about it, who told you not to go home last night?" Fu Linchuan was choked by her words. He wanted to say something more, but Tang Zhiyi had already opened the door and got out of the car. He also hurriedly followed. Fortunately, Tang Zhiyi's pace was not fast and he didn't seem really angry. He chased after her, stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and pulled her over: "Okay, it's my fault. I promise I will never do this again." Tang Zhiyi asked: "What will happen again?" Fu Linchuan touched his nose: "I won't go home without saying a word... I won't refuse to answer your phone calls, and I won't be jealous for no reason..." Tang Zhiyi raised his lips: "Removing the last sentence will make it sound more believable."
Fu Linchuan saw her smile and came over to kiss her again. Tang Zhiyi stepped back and said, "Master Fu, don't you think you are a rogue?" Fu Linchuan was puzzled: "Rogue?" Tang Zhiyi nodded. Fu Linchuan thought for a while, felt it made sense, and came over again. …… After the two returned to the villa, Aunt Zhang had received instructions in advance, finished cooking and left. Tang Zhiyi looked at the food on the table: "Aunt Zhang was going to stay here for a few days, and she brought her luggage with her. When you came back, did she go back again?" Fu Linchuan told her not to worry. He arranged for someone to pick her up and drop her off. In the Fu family, even nannies were treated very well. Tang Zhiyi felt relieved. After eating, Tang Zhiyi went up to take a shower, while Fu Linchuan stayed downstairs and was about to read the newspaper when a little furry thing came over looking here and there, sniffing here and there. Seeing this, Fu Linchuan put down the newspaper, picked it up and placed it on the sofa. He called out in a low voice: "Mango." The cat didn't look at him, but wagged its tail. Fu Linchuan remembered Tang Zhiyi's new avatar, took out his mobile phone, and took a picture of it. He uploaded it directly as his WeChat avatar without editing it. …… The music Tang Zhiyi composed for Qin Yan has been processed and the lyrics have been sent long ago. However, more than a week has passed and there is still no movement there. Tang Zhiyi couldn't help but urge him. [Xi: Are there any problems with the last song? 】
The response there was quick. [Qin Yan: No, no, the music is very amazing and the lyrics are very appropriate. 】The next sentence, Tang Zhiyi asked directly [Xi: When will it be released? 】 [Qin Yan: It may take some time. I will practice a few more times. 】 Tang Zhiyi thought of something. [Xi: Don’t be too nervous. This is just a knock-on song to enter the international market. It has no special features. You just need to perform normally. 】 Qin Yan looked at this reply and was a little unresponsive. He almost suspected that he was illiterate. Just a knock-knock song to go international? How long had their studio been desperate to produce a song that would go international? Why does it seem like...it's not a big deal in Tang Zhiyi's case? Tang Zhiyi really didn't care about this matter. It was not difficult to enter this level with Qin Yan's strength, but he had always been a little constrained and always wanted to find songs similar to popular styles, which was why he kept finding the wrong way. The current international popular style is indeed different from that of country L, but that is just because few Chinese people like to post new songs to the Internet. So when they want to enter the Internet, their first thought is to adapt to other people's styles. . However, music should not be defined in the first place, and excellent works do not respect national boundaries. Now, because Qin Yan has few fans on the Internet, the most important thing now is to get the singer certification first. After his fans have initially stabilized, he can challenge some songs with obvious personal style and create an international route that is unique to him. Qin Yan sighed. [Qin Yan: Sister Xi, do you think too highly of me? 】 Even the boss of their company doesn't think he has the ability to successfully enter the international market. He would rather go to another country to buy an international singer, and he would not hesitate to switch to idol dramas. Not to mention himself, the international line will probably become his lifelong obsession. Qin Yan waited for a long time, but there was no new message from the other party. Qin Yan guessed that she was also shaken by his words. Just when he was about to turn off the phone and continue practicing hard, the other party suddenly sent a voice message. He always liked to convert other people's voices into text, but somehow, this time he just clicked to play it. The girl with a clear and sweet voice then said, "I'll give you a little more time. I'll send it out after the show is over next week." Tang Zhiyi's voice was casual and cold, but it carried a sense of natural confidence, as casually as if he was talking about what to eat for dinner and what time to watch a movie. Qin Yan couldn't help but frowned when he heard the voice coming from the phone. He was used to working with people who devoted all their efforts to music, but Tang Zhiyi's attitude seemed a bit difficult for him to adapt to. After all, for Qin Yan, entering the international market is not only a dream, but also a responsibility and mission. He thought of Tang Zhiyi's songs. Those melodies were like delicate fabrics, with emotions intertwined in them. Every note seemed to have a soul. Tang Zhiyi's talent made him ashamed, but Tang Zhiyi didn't seem to care. Perhaps, in her eyes, this is just an ordinary cooperation project. Qin Yan touched his head, feeling helpless in his heart. He may be too obsessed with success and too nervous about the uncertainty of the future. Perhaps, it was precisely because of Tang Zhiyi's casualness and undisciplinedness that he inexplicably relaxed a little, no longer nervous and fearful, as if... this was indeed an extremely ordinary trivial matter. Yes, what's the big deal? He has been practicing for so long, and he has almost mastered the emotions and skills he needs to master. He can't improve much with more practice. Extending one's head is a sword, and shrinking one's head is also a sword. It's okay if he fails. Isn't this a normal failure? It's not the first time, but this time there may be a period of silence. But what if he succeeds? If he succeeds, he can break the current saturation state in one fell swoop, rise to a better level, and move to a bigger stage. Fu Yanyu was no longer qualified to point out his development, and he had settled his long-cherished wish. No matter what, it's not a loss. At this moment, Qin Yan felt that the pressure in his heart was relieved a lot. He decided to believe in Tang Zhiyi, believe in himself, and believe that this cooperation would be successful. He turned the phone back on, raised the corners of his mouth, and said "Okay" to Tang Zhiyi. At this moment, Qin Yan felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation and relief, as if everything was about to turn around.
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