Chapter 360 The issue of signature

After completing the task, Chen Zhihe returned to the bedroom from the study.

I don't know why, but after returning from the devil's capital, he became completely lazy.

Maybe winter really has arrived.

When the weather is cold, people are reluctant to move, just like many animals like to hibernate.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, Ruan Mi called.

"I just read it carefully. It was really well written." Ruan Mi said softly, seeming to be still immersed in the emotion just now.

Chen Zhihe smiled and said, "It would be great if it works, otherwise I really have nothing to do."

Ruan Mi said: "Of course it can be used. I will go to the company tomorrow and record a demo to see the effect."

Chen Zhihe hummed and said, "Then I'll wait for your album."

After thinking for a while, he said, "You can write whatever you like about your signature or whatever. It's fine for you."

Ruan Mi frowned and asked, "Why?"

His neck was a little sore. Chen Zhihe turned his head, propped himself up and leaned on the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "I'm just a playboy, so there's no point in writing about me. And these two songs are about Jiang Da," he said.

It wouldn’t be too out of the ordinary if you wrote it.”

Ruan Mi thought about it and felt that it made sense, but she was a little worried, "Is it... not good?"

Chen Zhihe understood Ruan Mi's concerns and said with a smile: "What's not so good? God knows and the earth knows. You know and I know. Who would question you?"

Ruan Mi nodded and hesitated: "But, I don't know the creative background of these two songs. If someone asks, how should I answer?"

Chen Zhihe thought for a while and said, "Wang Qi, do you know?"

Ruan Mi thought for a while before remembering who Wang Qi was and said, "Is she your roommate's girlfriend?"

Chen Zhihe hummed and said, "Yes, that's her."

Ruan Mi felt a little baffled. She didn't know why he suddenly asked this, "Then, is it related to her?"

"Well, she and Chen Wen broke up." Chen Zhihe sighed and said, "The song "Written to Luo Jia" is about her story."

Ruan Mi reacted instantly and asked: "So, the Liangshan boy refers to Chen Wen?"

Chen Zhihe said: "Well, he is from over there."

Ruan Mi curiously asked: "Why did they break up? I remember they seemed pretty good?"

Chen Zhihe casually continued: "Most of the affection when I was young was because of the novelty, but the novelty will expire. There may be many reasons, but it is nothing more than that I like to switch from one person to another."

Ruan Mi's heart suddenly tightened, and then she thought that Chen Zhihe was not like a young man on weekdays. She felt a little more at ease, and instead sighed: "It's a pity for them."

After thinking about the story in the lyrics, Ruan Mi almost knew that it was probably Chen Wen.

"What about the other one?"

""Sakura No"?"

"Well, I feel like I don't quite understand the lyrics. Beauty is beautiful, but what does this life and the next life mean?"

Chen Zhihe didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say that he copied it.

Although he had his own interpretation, he obviously couldn't say that to Ruan Mi.

In a hurry, Chen Zhihe thought of the couple by the lake yesterday and said, "You tell me this, it's been a long time ago. When the cherry blossoms bloomed this year, weren't there many tourists coming to play? They looked at them when they passed by.

When I met a young couple, I suddenly thought of it. I have been thinking about the lyrics for a long time. It is Chinese style, try not to be too vernacular, and it is normal to be difficult to understand. "

Ruan Mi nodded, reluctantly accepting this statement. Thinking that Chen Zhihe had been thinking about this song so long ago, he couldn't help but laugh, "I thought your inspiration just came, but it turned out that it has been brewing for so long.

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Chen Zhihe laughed and followed Ruan Mi's words: "Isn't this because I think you need it, so I usually pay attention to it subconsciously."

"Why are all the songs about school suddenly this time?" Ruan Mi suddenly thought of this question and asked.

Chen Zhihe said: "It's the 120th anniversary of the school soon, you know, right?"

Ruan Mi said "Ah" and understood.

This is actually a way to gain popularity, but the difference is that it is an honest way to gain popularity from your alma mater, which is perfect.

"I understand, thank you husband." Chen Zhihe thought so carefully, Ruan Mi was very happy.

Finally, he managed to deal with Ruan Mi. After hanging up the phone, he felt sleepy due to the interruption. Chen Zhihe threw the phone aside and closed his eyes.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered that he didn't ask Ruan Mi about returning home for the New Year, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes and fell asleep quickly.

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The next day, Chen Zhihe woke up very late, and he only opened his eyes when the sun hit his face.

Feeling a little dizzy, he realized that he must have caught a cold, probably because he had been out in the air for too long yesterday.

Even though he has been exercising and has good physical fitness, he cannot withstand accidents.

Fortunately, I had a cold kit at home. After I got up, took out the cold medicine and took it, the symptoms were slightly relieved.

After basking in the sun for a while, at noon, he couldn't hold it anymore and took a nap again.

The cold medicine was really effective and had obvious side effects. When he woke up, he felt better, but the sun was almost setting.

This shows that he slept for almost three or four hours.

Although his head didn't hurt, his stomach protested. Even if he had no appetite, he still had to eat.

When he came back from dinner and took cold medicine, he felt sleepy again.

Then the day passed like this.

The cold came so suddenly that Chen Zhihe, who had never been sick before, was caught off guard.

What was also caught off guard was his resistance. He probably had never encountered this situation before. This time the confrontation with the virus was not only fierce, but also a protracted battle between the two sides.

Ruan Mi was probably busy recording songs, so he came to see Chen Zhihe very late every day, but he was already asleep by then.

Chen Zhihe didn't want Ruan Mi to worry. When he replied to the message, he just said that he had gone to bed early recently and did not tell her about his illness.

Physical discomfort is okay, but when you are sick, the feeling of emptiness without anyone around you is very strong.

This feeling was very bad, and it naturally reminded him of the days in the Magic City in his previous life, when he was in the same state when he was ill.

Fortunately, my health was good, and after three or four days, the cold was finally gone.

At this moment, he really didn't want to stay in the house anymore.

Thinking of the words Lu Caiwei gave him, he took it and went out. It was time to frame it.

It is not difficult to find a framing shop. Most cities have places similar to antique markets. Although most of them are deceptive, there must be a framing shop.

After driving to the antique market in Jiangcheng, Chen Zhihe wandered around for a while and finally found the place he wanted to find.

When we walked in, the place was not big. There was only an old man with a white beard looking after the store.

Seeing Chen Zhihe come in with a paper tube in his hand, the old man could tell his purpose at a glance.

"Writing or painting?" the old man raised his eyes and asked.

"Character."

"How old?"

Chen Zhihe really didn't know how to describe it, so he simply handed the paper tube to the other party.

The old man took it, opened it, muttered, and gestured to the number three, "Skit, three hundred."

However, when he saw the words, his eyes lit up. He looked at Chen Zhihe and asked, "Who wrote it?"

Chen Zhihe said: "It was a gift from a friend."

The old man looked at it for a while, thought about it and said: "We are opening today, how about fifty cents cheaper than you? There is absolutely no problem with the craftsmanship."

When you encounter good words, you will be happy to see them.

Chen Zhihe chuckled and said, "I want to use the best materials, so the price doesn't have to be cheap."

Do you think I am two hundred and fifty?

The old man touched his beard and said hehe: "Well, then it's still three hundred, don't worry about the materials."

Chen Zhihe nodded and said, "Then we've agreed, how long will it take?"

He didn't bother to compare prices, and looking at the calligraphy and paintings in this room, he thought there shouldn't be any problem with the craftsmanship.

"You go and look around first, and come back to get it in half an hour." The old man said without raising his head while looking at the words.

Chen Zhihe didn't care and nodded with a smile, "Okay."

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Chapter completed!