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Chapter 88 I Want to Hear You Recite Poems

"Hey, Brother Lin, why are you back so soon?"

When Lin Zhou hurried back to the hotel, Su Qingmei, Zhang Hong and Zhou Yun were having supper. It was indeed rice noodle and roast goose, but it was almost finished.

"I just had a meal, but I didn't have anything to do, so I came back early."

Lin Zhou saw the remaining soup on the table and looked at Su Qingmei again.

But when he saw a smile of prank on the cold woman's face, he immediately stopped when he saw Lin Zhou looking at her.

Lin Zhou smiled helplessly, and Su Qingmei whispered while eating:

"I said I won't go on blind dates, I'll cheat people."

"Sister Qingmei, what did you say?"

Zhou Yun asked.

"nothing."

Su Qingmei shook her head, pouted, deliberately not looking at Lin Zhou, and even picked up the last piece of roast goose and put it in her mouth, sighing:

"tasty!"

Lin Zhou shook his head and laughed. Why are he so childish?

"Kolin, have you eaten?"

Zhang Hong asked kindly.

“They eat better than us.”

Before Lin Zhou could answer, Su Qingmei immediately said.

"Uh, yes, I ate."

Lin Zhou was a little embarrassed and had to nod.

Zhang Hong looked at him, then Su Qingmei, shook her head, and asked Zhou Yun to clean up the tableware she had eaten. The two of them went back to their rooms.

It was already dark at this time. Su Qingmei ignored Lin Zhou and walked into the bathroom with her clothes in her arms to take a shower.

Lin Zhou asked behind, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

Su Qingmei didn't look back: "Where does the cold-blooded boss hurt?"

The bathroom door was slammed and soon the sound of water sounded inside, followed by a song, which was the song Su Qingmei was going to sing next week in "I Am a Singer".

I sing while taking a shower, and it seems that I am in a good mood.

Could it be that I was so happy because I played tricks on me once, right?

Cold goddess = childish child?

Lin Zhou found it a little funny and sat on the sofa waiting for her to take a shower.

For a moment, it was peaceful and quiet, and I felt like an old couple was living at home.

This feeling was not even when I was with Shen Yao before.

At that time, Shen Yao was busy rushing to announce and plotting against others for the sake of popularity. Her life was extremely tense, so how could she have some leisure time?

At this time, Chen Yan sent a WeChat message: "Xiaolan has a good impression of you. I'll push her WeChat to you and you can chat with others."

Lin Zhou replied helplessly: "Sister, I really don't want to fall in love now."

Chen Yan asked, "It's your cold-blooded boss who doesn't allow employees to fall in love, right?"

Lin Zhou followed the flow and said: "Yes, our company has strict management and employees are not allowed to fall in love before the age of 30."

"What a broken company?! Let's stop doing a broken job like Xiaozhou. Come to my sister's company. I will introduce you to the hr. They are all beautiful women!"

"No need, sister, I have a good job and the boss is also good."

"Is this a good person?! Who is your boss? Ask him out and see if I won't fight him to death!"

"My boss called me, sister, let's talk next time."

Lin Zhou quickly ended the chat. After the conversation continued, Su Qingmei would become a big devil in her elder sister's heart.

The main reason is that Su Qingmei is a public figure, and she cannot let her elder sister know about her own assistant.

Su Qingmei was still taking a shower, and Lin Zhou had nothing to do for a while, so he logged into the amateur station. It had been a long time since he entered. He was shocked when he came in.

The number of messages in your personal center is directly 999. Click the message box and there are dense private messages from strangers.

"Teacher Xuezhou, I am Zhang Zheng, the president of the Poetry Association. I admire your talent very much. Do you have any idea of ​​publishing a collection of poems? I know many publishing houses and channel dealers. If you are willing to hand over your poems to me..."

"Teacher Xuezhou, I am Zhao Ke, the music director of Wanshi Records. Do you want to cooperate? Our company can buy a new song suitable for the theme song of the unknown hero at a high price."

"Teacher Xuezhou, I am Li Xinran. I like your song very much. Do you have any ideas about the theme song of the Unsung Heroes? We can cooperate!"

“…”

Except for the praise and admiration sent by some fans, most of the rest were recorded companies or singers who came to him to invite him to sing and compete for the theme song "Unsung Hero".

It seems that the focus of the entire music industry is now on this matter.

Lin Zhou frowned and looked at the bathroom.

If Su Qingmei can really get the qualification to be the theme song of "Unsung Hero", then her status will undoubtedly be higher.

Maybe she won’t have to be so tired?

It’s not right. The more popular the person, the more work he receives, and it will only be more tiring, right?

Lin Zhou was very confused. On the one hand, "The Lonely Brave" was too difficult for Su Qingmei, and on the other hand, she was afraid that she would be more tired after she chose it.

Alas, I didn't think about it so much when I divorced.

Su Qingmei took a long time to wash today and it took almost an hour to come out. She was rosy and was wearing a sleeveless lace pajama, with her slender and tender arms exposed outside, as smooth as jade.

Wearing shorts below, most of the long legs that suppress the entertainment industry were exposed, walking slowly, and lotus was produced step by step.

Thinking about the first time the two "living together", Su Qingmei covered her so tightly. Now, her clothes are getting more and more casual, and she really doesn't treat Lin Zhou as an outsider.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing that Lin Zhou was staring at him, Su Qingmei said coldly.

"Nothing, I'll go wash too."

Lin Zhou quickly moved his eyes away and ran into the bathroom with his clothes.

When he entered the bathroom, the coldness on Su Qingmei's face dissipated. She walked to the mirror in the closet, turned around and looked at her dressing, and a smile appeared on her face.

When I walked towards my bed and passed by the sofa, I saw Lin Zhou's cell phone on it.

Su Qingmei stopped, slowly stretched out her hand, then stopped again, hesitated for a while, but finally didn't get Lin Zhou's cell phone.

After Lin Zhou took a shower, Su Qingmei practiced the nursery rhyme for a while, and it was almost eleven o'clock.

Under Lin Zhou's urging, she reluctantly went to bed.

Still put the curtain on her, she slept on the bed and Lin Zhou slept on the sofa.

The room returned to quiet again, and the sound of traffic flowed from time to time outside the window.

"Miss Su."

Lin Zhou suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"If you find a song that is suitable for 'unsung hero', but this song is difficult and more suitable for male singers to sing, and female singers need to put in double effort to sing well, what would you do?"

Lin Zhou asked.

Su Qingmei turned over and looked at the curtain.

"I will practice hard until I can sing well."

Lin Zhou asked again: "Those who work hard regardless of their body?"

Su Qingmei was silent for a moment and suddenly said:

"I can't sleep."

Lin Zhou was stunned, wondering why her thinking jumped so much, and then heard the ethereal and cold voice saying:

"I want to hear you recite a poem."

"Recite the poem?"

"It's the one you read during the day."
Chapter completed!
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