Chapter 182 #0181【"Chrysanthemum Terrace"】

Causeway Bay, Tanglou balcony.

myth--

"The familiar face of the person in the dream, you are the gentleness I guard; even if tears flood the world..."

The singing is melodious and loud.

The lyrics are lingering.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the chrysanthemums planted in the flower pots shivered.

I don't know if it's because Shi Yufeng watered too much urea, or because of other reasons, these chrysanthemums look more sick and weak than other chrysanthemums.

Shi Zhijian sniffed his nose, trying not to smell the smell of urine overflowing from the flowerpot, thinking in his heart to remind the elder sister not to pour night urine into it in the future, and it would be good to walk a few more steps to the toilet below.

Nie Yongqin was concentrating on performing this lingering song "Mythology", but her beautiful eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Shi Zhijian who was running away, and suddenly her heart was full of emotions, as if being pricked by a needle, with a sizzling sound, leaking angry.

"Are you listening to me singing this song carefully?" Nie Yongqin said coquettishly when she stopped singing.

Shi Zhijian shrank his neck, "I'm sorry, it's a bit cold today, and I didn't wear too much, so I couldn't help shivering."

"Since you know it's cold, why don't you wear something thicker?" Nie Yongqin looked at Shi Zhijian, wearing only a single shirt, no wonder she was shivering standing on the balcony.

Shi Zhijian glanced at Nie Yongqin.

Nie Yongqin is still wearing a high-cut cheongsam, paired with glass stockings, revealing her sexiness in her charm.

"Who asked you to wear a cheongsam? I wear it like this to look good on you."

Nie Yongqin chuckled, "What a ghost! We women are not afraid of the cold, no matter how cold it is, we still dress like this!"

"Really? Then I'll go down and put on an extra dress first! I remember well that my elder sister knit me a very expensive sweater last year, and I don't know where to stuff it!" Shi Zhijian said, and he was about to take the opportunity to escape. , he has been listening to this girl singing on the balcony for an hour with the cold wind blowing!

"You haven't answered me yet, whether I sing this song well or not."

"Sounds good."

"It's not sincere at all to answer so quickly!"

"That's good—listen! That's sincere enough!"

"Not only hypocritical, but also fake!"

"Please miss, I'm freezing to death!"

"Then tell me, do you have any new songs recently?"

Sure enough, asking too much!

I can't satisfy you anymore!

Shi Zhijian quickly waved his hands and said, "No more, I only have three songs, "Crazy in Secret", "Song of a Thousand Thousand Que", and "Myth" are all learned by you!"

"I don't believe it!" Nie Yongqin looked like a little girl, "You are so talented, how can you only know three songs?"

"I didn't write those songs, I copied them. I'm a despicable plagiarist. Miss Nie please let me go!"

"You're being humble again! You know, being too modest is hypocrisy!"

"I'm not humble, I'm telling the truth!" Shi Zhijian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his eyes glanced over the sickly chrysanthemums on the table, and he said suddenly: "Since you are so persistent, then I have no choice but to show my unique skills at the bottom of the box, but... ..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that you have to promise me one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Sign a contract and be an artist of my company!"

"Huh?" Nie Yongqin couldn't help being taken aback.

Shi Zhijian said earnestly: "Don't worry, my so-called contracted artist is not the kind that lets you perform on stage, but to help our company shoot commercials, sing songs, and occasionally the company holds a big party, you come on stage to sing a song, that's all!"

Nie Yongqin was silent for three seconds, then suddenly raised her head and said, "That depends on whether the bottom of your box is worth it or not!"

Shi Zhijian was delighted. You must know that Nie Yongqin is the pillar of the dance hall that Xu Sanshao signed with 500,000 yuan, and he can handle her without spending a penny. Sometimes these literary young women are quite cute.

By the way, wouldn't it be better to let her and Zheng Shaoqiu work together to shoot commercials? !

Thinking of this, Shi Zhijian brewed his emotions to make his emotions full and deep, and after a while, he sang: "Your tears are weak and hurt, the pale moon bends to hook the past, the night is too long to condense Frost; who is in the icy despair in the attic, the rain gently knocks on the vermilion window..."

That's right, the song that Shi Zhijian is singing at the moment is exactly the "Chrysanthemum Terrace" that was popular in the previous life.

Especially looking at the pots of chrysanthemums that had been damaged by urea, Shi Zhijian's mood was brewing very well. In addition, he was blowing too much wind on the balcony, which made his nose feel a little uncomfortable, which made his nasal voice more mellow and long.

Nie Yongqin didn't have much hope for Shi Zhijian's "bottom of the box" at first.

But as Shi Zhijian's singing gradually unfolded, a picture of chrysanthemums all over the mountains and plains blooming in desolation gradually appeared in her mind.

At that moment, Nie Yongqin was shocked, staring at Shi Zhijian bewilderedly, felt more and more that he was talented and hidden.

At the end, accompanied by the sentence "The north wind is chaotic and the night is still young, your shadow keeps cutting, leaving me alone and twins on the lake", Shi Zhijian slowly stopped his voice, and his eyes were also withdrawn from those pots of broken flowers and willows, and returned to Nie Yongqin's pretty face. cheek, and then he saw that Nie Yongqin was crying again!

How many times?

Shi Zhijian didn't know how many times Nie Yongqin cried when she heard the sound, as if she was born with a super keen perception ability, a song, a piece of music can make her burst into tears.

This kind of girl is called "emotional" in a good way, and "sticky" in a bad way.

Shi Zhijian was most afraid of such a woman, and was about to find an excuse to escape, but he heard Hu Juncai shouting below: "Mr. Shi, is Mr. Shi at home? Didn't you want me to accompany you to meet that fast gunner in the literary world? Here I am!"

Shi Zhijian felt that Hu Juncai was so cute for the first time, and hurriedly said: "You wait below, I'll go right away!" Then he turned his head and made a very reluctant expression on his face, "I'm sorry, Miss Nie, I'm sorry. Originally, I really wanted to spend more time with you here to blow some air and talk about music, but I have something to do, so I will leave first!"

After finishing speaking, before Nie Yongqin could speak, Shi Zhijian quickly found the stairs and slipped away.

Nie Yongqin wanted to call Shi Zhijian to stop, and asked carefully about the story of the song, but saw that Shi Zhijian was running faster than a rabbit.

For the first time, Nie Yongqin had a very strange feeling.

As a famous actress on the flower boat, she has seen many scenes and various tycoons. In the past, those men squeezed their heads and rubbed against her, but she did not expect that today someone would fear her like a tiger.

"Am I that scary? Really!" Nie Yongqin couldn't help but look downstairs, just as Shi Zhijian was also looking upstairs with trepidation.

The two looked at each other, and Shi Zhijian ran even faster.

Nie Yongqin covered her mouth and chuckled, "If you can run for a while, you won't be able to run forever. One day I will squeeze you dry! Well, how many songs do you need to make an album? At least six songs, and now there are four songs , there are still two songs left!"

"Aren't you unwilling to admit that you created these songs? Wait until my album is released, even if you don't admit it!"