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Chapter 162 My gift to you is... I

There was silence in the huge recording studio.

The little assistant lay on the ground, his fleshy butt raised, and his head raised, looking confused.

Su Qingmei was still held by Lin Zhouheng, with her hands on his chest, and looked down at Zhou Yun who suddenly flashed into the scene.

Lin Zhou was also stunned, afraid that Su Qingmei would fall down, so he subconsciously hugged her tighter.

"You, please be gentle."

Su Qingmei said angrily, then her cheeks turned red, and Zhou Yun was looking up at her!

But why did Zhou Yun suddenly fly in?

Could it be that she had been peeking at it just now?

Su Qingmei thought of this possibility, and the cute blush spread rapidly from her cheeks to her neck.

"Haha, I didn't see anything. I'm going to sleep. You guys continue, keep going."

Zhou Yun laughed dryly, got up from the ground, and walked out of the recording studio with her hands behind her back as if nothing had happened.

As soon as he went out, he immediately ran to his room and scratched his head hard.

"Oh, I'm so stupid!!"

"It's almost time to kiss me!"

Zhou Yun felt that she was about to die of stupidity by herself.

You must not be so excited again next time you eat melons!

She blamed herself for a while in annoyance, thinking to herself whether Sister Qingmei and Brother Lin really think that they don’t exist and continue the great cause that they had not accomplished just now?

No, you can't miss it!

But this time Zhou Yun was very careful. She quietly opened the door, tiptoed out, squatted on the ground, slowly climbed to the next to the recording studio, and carefully popped her head out to see.

Lin Zhou and Su Qingmei no longer hugged each other, and the two were practicing singing seriously.

Su Qingmei sat in front of the piano and listened to Lin Zhou telling her some details of the song playing and singing, one was carefully speaking and the other was listening attentively.

The atmosphere that was about to burst out just now had completely dissipated.

Now the entire recording studio is full of a strong learning atmosphere.

well.

It's all my fault!

Zhou Yun patted her head depressedly.

"Didn't you sleep?"

Suddenly, Su Qingmei turned her head and looked at her, her eyes as cold as if it was thousands of years of ice.

"I, I just go to the bathroom to see how you practice. Hehe, come on!"

Zhou Yun quickly got up, and this time she really had to go to bed.

The little assistant returned to the room depressedly, and the two in the recording studio were finally able to concentrate on practicing singing.

I don’t know if it was the “passion” just now, but Su Qingmei was in good condition tonight, and seemed to have put herself in this song “I want us to be together”.

I just practiced a few times and it was perfect to play and sing.

"Qingmei, many people say you are beautiful, but I think your musical talent is not inferior at all!"

Lin Zhou sincerely praised him. After adapting to the singing period just now, it was natural for him to call him "Qingmei".

Su Qingmei put her finger on the piano keys and looked up at him: "It looks good, or it sounds nice?"

Lin Zhou was stunned and then said, "It looks good and nice!"

Su Qingmei lowered her head, her mouth unconsciously raised, and her face turned slightly red.

Whether it is her appearance or singing, she has received too much praise.

But Lin Zhou's praise made her heart beat rapidly, and her heart kept surging sweetness.

His praise is better than thousands of pursuits.

Lin Zhou continued: "Qingmei, the eighth episode will be recorded next week, and the finals will be next week. If you sing "The Flowing Years", are you sure to win the championship?"

Su Qingmei has read the lyrics and music scores of "The Flowing Years" before and has practiced them several times. It is difficult, but it will definitely be very amazing after practicing them well.

Su Qingmei looked at her again, her beautiful eyes flashing, "Do you want me to win the championship?"

"Of course!" Lin Zhou said without hesitation: "If you win the championship of "I Am a Singer" and release another platinum album, you can lean into the position of queen!"

Although Su Qingmei is the little queen of the music industry, the word "small" also means that she has not yet reached the top.

The queen of the music industry is the ultimate goal of the first-line female singers.

Su Qingmei said: "Do you want me to be the queen of the music industry?"

Lin Zhou nodded: "Of course, I think you are getting better and better."

Su Qingmei whispered: "What about yourself? What do you want to do in the future?"

Lin Zhou leaned against the piano, raised his head and thought for a while, and said with a smile:

"I want to open a studio, sell songs, scripts, variety shows copyrights, and then gradually grow bigger, turn the studio into an entertainment company, sign many artists, post songs by myself, shoot films and TV series by myself, do variety shows by myself, and then..."

Lin Zhou looked at Su Qingmei, her face was as cold as white jade, and she was cold and beautiful.

Then, I want to sign you into my company, promote you as the number one superstar in the entertainment industry in China, and even make you an international superstar, and let your singing spread all over the world!

However, he just thought about this in his heart and did not say it out.

"And what?" Su Qingmei asked.

"You will know from now on." Lin Zhou smiled, his eyes as gentle as the full moon outside the window.

"Let's forget it." Su Qingmei pouted her little mouth, her cold face and coquettish expression were very cute.

She suddenly thought of something, stood up, and said to Lin Zhou seriously:

"I promise you to win the championship of "I am a Singer", and you must also promise me to win the theme song of the Unsung Hero."

Lin Zhou was stunned and couldn't help but smile and said, "The judges have the final say whether they can choose the theme song, but I'm not the final say."

"Do you agree?" Su Qingmei bit her lip, her voice coquettishly, and her eyes rippled.

The cold goddess is so charming when she acts like a coquettish girl that even a man can't stand it.

"Okay, okay, I promise you." Lin Zhou was also a man and surrendered immediately.

"If you do it, I..."

Su Qingmei's eyes circulated and her cheeks flushed: "I'll give you a gift."

"Okay!" Lin Zhou agreed with a smile, and then said:

"If you win the championship of "I Am a Singer", I will also give you a gift."

"Hook!" Su Qingmei stretched out her little finger, her beautiful eyes as water, and her mouth smiled:

"This is our agreement, no regrets are allowed!"

"I'm so old and still look like a child." Lin Zhou shook his head and laughed. Seeing Su Qingmei staring at him, he quickly stretched out his fingers and hooked them with hers.

"Okay, this is our agreement!"

...

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Su Qingmei changed into her pajamas and lay on the bed.

A soft knock on the door sounded outside, "Sister Qingmei, it's me, I want to sleep with you."

It's Zhou Yun.

Su Qingmei stood up and opened the door for her, "Sister Qingmei, you still love me!" Zhou Yun came in with a chuckling and slept on the bed with Su Qingmei.

Seeing that Su Qingmei didn't speak, the assistant was very thick-skinned and said with a smile:

"Sister Qingmei, if Brother Lin really appears on stage at the 11th Gala, what gift do you plan to give him?"

After saying that, he immediately explained: "This time I'm not eavesdropping. The sound of your singing is too loud. I can't sleep. I get up to drink water. I just happened to hear you and Brother Lin."

Su Qingmei was not angry, lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and after a long time, she suddenly said:

"Xiaoyun, would he be happy if the gift I gave him was just one sentence?"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yun asked curiously.

In the darkness, two red clouds rose on Su Qingmei's cheeks.

"I like you, can you be my boyfriend?"
Chapter completed!
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