Song Ci was very embarrassed. She rubbed her head in embarrassment and said, "Sorry, I'm going now..."

Rong Jin on the other side was a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, I still have to work, how about going to eat?"

Song Ci pinched his nose, as if teasing a child.

Rong Jin hugged her waist. Although he understood, he was still a little dissatisfied, "Mr. Peng is indeed a competent agent, but he doesn't seem to have a very good education."

"Hahahaha, don't talk about people like that."

Song Ci laughed on the side.

Rong Jin said it very seriously.

Song Ci knew that Xie Ran had left, so he just felt lost for a while and then had breakfast and went to Shengshi. After all, life still had to go on.

Rong Jin watched Song Ci leave. He stood at the door and glanced at Lili lying on the grass. He was not satisfied no matter what he looked at. "Feng Jin, send Lili back, and don't bring him back again."

It's a bit inappropriate here.

"yes"

Feng Jin walked over from the darkness, looking a little hesitant.

"Master, the old lady asked you to go back because... Madam's matter..."

Rong Jin paused and whispered, "I know..."

Shengshi Entertainment

When Song Temple came, Peng Yan was about to start eating people. Xiao Yun was waiting aside, still holding breakfast in his hand.

Seeing Song Ci coming over, Peng Yan put down the steamed buns in his hands and came over, scolding him without saying a word.

"Look, do you look like an entertainer now? You're so lazy, and what's going on with the marks on your body? There's going to be a performance soon."

Peng Yan kept chattering like an old woman.

Song Ci misses Ye Yuxing a little bit...

"Brother Yan, let's go in first. What should I do today?"

Song Temple Road.

Peng Yan then stopped cursing, walked to the office and gave a piece of information to Song Ci. He put on his glasses, clearly looking like a business elite.

"This is what I summarized the path of the previous divas. You have a special voice and can compete for international awards, but you must have a work that can be produced. Although these songs are also classics, they are far from enough."

Song Ci looked at the information and nodded, "Indeed, my vocal range is not bad. How about ballads?"

Peng Yan sneered and shook his head, "I think...you are suitable for rock and roll..."

As soon as these words came out, Song Ci's face turned a little pale, and she subconsciously touched her throat...

With her voice like this, it might be difficult for her to sing in the future, and she wouldn't even dare to think about rock music.

"I have selected a few songs that are suitable for you. You can try them today and give the fans a surprise on the day of the performance. If it doesn't work, we can talk about it later."

Peng Yan is indeed a professional manager. He can hear Song Ci's suitable vocal range. In fact, she is most suitable for rock. She also debuted as a rock singer, but because of her voice problems, she only started singing ballads.

"I can't sing..."

Song Ci put the information on the table and spoke to Peng Yan directly.

"Why?"

Peng Yan didn't understand, "I also listened to your previous songs, they were really good, and the songs you sang at the concert all got a good response, why don't you sing them?"

Xiaoyun on the side wanted to explain, but was stopped by Song Ci. She stopped Xiaoyun and cleared her throat subconsciously, "I'm sorry, Brother Yan, I... didn't confess to you, my throat..."

Peng Yan's face gradually turned serious.

After Song Ci finished explaining the reason, he was silent for a moment, looking at her with a particularly deep look, "Then stop singing, let's film."

Peng Yan said.

Her voice is really not suitable for singing.

But Song Ci shook his head, "No..."

Singing is her dream. She finally got here and can't give up...

"Since you have seen a doctor a few years ago and your voice has been unable to sing for a few years, at that time you should consider transforming into an actor instead of a singer. No wonder you have to hold a concert. Gu Yan

Do you know?"

Peng Yan's voice turned cold.

Song Ci nodded, "I know, but please don't tell Rong Jin..."

Song Ci didn't want Rong Jin to worry about him.

Looking at the girl's sincere eyes, Peng Yan averted his eyes with a guilty conscience. He was embarrassed. He was the one sent by Rong Jin as an undercover agent.

"You're in trouble now. Let's go and practice singing first. Let me think about this..."

Peng Yan said.

Song Ci nodded and left with Xiaoyun.

"Can I know why your voice sounds like this?"

There must be a reason for vocal cord damage and inflammation.

Song Ci's back was startled for a moment, and his hand holding the doorknob tightened, "I'm sorry, this is my private matter..."

After saying that, Song Ci took Xiaoyun and left here.

Peng Yan looked at Song Ci's back, thoughtfully.

After a moment, he picked up his cell phone and called Rong Jin...

Song Ci walked to the singing room and asked Xiaoyun to leave, then sat on the piano stand and played the familiar canon.

"Song Ci, this is my piano. Why do you use my piano? You are just a substitute for me."

The little Song Ci was pushed from the piano chair to the ground. Her arm hurt, but no one in the family cared about her life or death.

"Miss, don't be angry, we will take the second lady out right now."

As the servant said this, he picked up Song Ci and took her away.

But Song Jiao still refused to give in. She picked up a cup of boiling hot water and looked down at Song Ancestral Hall.

"What second lady? I am the only young lady in the family. Who is she? Is she worthy? Don't you want to sing? Okay, I'll let you sing to your heart's content!"

The scalding hot water was poured into his mouth. Song Ci's mouth was burned, and his throat was even more painful.

Song Jiao poured the remaining water on her head, causing the little Song Ci to scream, but her voice was already hoarse.

"I let you sing, let you sing!"

"Song Jiao"

Song Jing's calm eyes from upstairs didn't even glance at the Song Temple on the ground, "I'm going to the Children's Palace."

"Okay daddy"

Song Jiao replied, and kicked Song Ci hard. Song Ci curled up on the ground, motionless, her throat hurt so much that she broke into a cold sweat...

However, that man, her father, never looked at her...

Suddenly a discordant sound sounded, and Song Ci played the wrong key.

She took her mind back, looked at the black and white keys, and subconsciously touched her throat.

"Oh, the more I live, the more I go back..."

I always think of things from the past...

She looked at the ring in her hand and the bracelet on her wrist, and her originally irritable heart unexpectedly calmed down.

In the future, she and Rong Jin will also have a home and a baby...

She thought that she should give everything she had to that child and give her the best childhood...

"Sister Ci, Mr. Gu is looking for you..."

Xiaoyun's voice rang outside.

"knew……"

Song Ci said, she covered the piano keys and turned around to leave.

In the office, Gu Yan was sitting on the boss's chair like an old man. Song Ci was not polite to him and sat down as soon as he came in.

"Coming? Look at this"
Chapter completed!