Jiang Xinhai has a homely style, with neat bangs, like the little sister next door.

The pajamas on her body are as thin as gauze, and through the pink nightgown, you can see her flat belly and slender belly button.

She stared at Chen Ya with her eyes, as if she was sizing up a stranger who suddenly broke into her home.

"Why haven't you put on your clothes yet?" Chen Ya frowned.

Jiang Xinhai put her hands behind her back, her eyes still looking at him up and down.

"Didn't I ask you to prepare yourself for the camera?" Chen Ya asked again.

Jiang Xinhai stared at him and twisted her face, very cute.

"I plan to take a video of you and take you back to show the young man." Chen Ya said.

A narrow smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Xinhai's mouth.

"You're talking, why don't you talk?" Chen Ya softened his tone slightly.

Jiang Xinhai ran into his arms with her pajamas on.

"Why are you so mean? We haven't seen each other for so long, and you keep lecturing me when we do!" She said in his arms in a muffled voice.

"I'm very angry."

She raised her face in his arms: "Are you angry with me?"

"No, I'm angry at those idiots."

"That's alright," Jiang Xinhai said, "so we haven't seen each other for so long, and you have nothing else to say to me except these?"

Chen Ya thought for a while and said, "I love you."

Jiang Xinhai opened her mouth slightly.

"There's no foreshadowing at all!"

Chen Ya smiled: "We've known each other for more than ten years, what's the point of laying the groundwork? Just go through the process."

Jiang Xinhai stood on tiptoes, held his face, and kissed him.

After a while, the two separated, and Chen Ya said:

"Why aren't you angry at all?"

"I'm angry."

"Are you angry? Why didn't I notice it at all?"

"I was very angry at first, but when I saw you, I stopped being angry."

Chen Ya rubbed her hair lovingly.

Just like when they met more than ten years ago, Jiang Xinhai is still the innocent and love-minded girl, and time has not left any scars on her body.

After so many years, Chen Ya has lost a lot of his youthful frivolity and gradually matured and stabilized.

But the fact that Jiang Xinhai was his opponent has not changed.

After all, this girl is his first love.

"Come," Chen Ya put his arm around her waist, "I wrote a song for you. Heart and soul, we have been together for five years, and we are going to work together again."

Jiang Xinhai hung on his body lazily and said lazily:

"Forget it, don't be upset. Things are different now from our time. I don't understand any of the popular songs now."

She patted Chen Ya's chest and said:

"I won't fight for that leisure. Your song must be good, but you should save it for later release. There is no need to jump out and fight someone at this juncture out of anger. What if it fails? It's not a waste of a good song of yours.

?"

Chen Ya grabbed her face and rubbed it again and again: "Don't you believe in my strength?"

Jiang Xinhai was rubbed so hard that she said, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I don't believe in myself. I haven't released a song in five years."

"Even if you don't release songs for ten years, you are still a queen."

Chen Ya took out a piece of paper that he had read twice from his trouser pocket, unfolded it carefully, and handed it to Jiang Xinhai.

Jiang Xinhai was slightly startled.

Many years ago, when she and Chen Ya met for the first time, Chen Ya did the same thing and handed her the note with "red beans" written on it.

At this moment, just like that moment, the same two people, the same scene, echo at different nodes in the long river of time like fate.

Jiang Xinhai took the note and saw that it read:

"summer Wind".

…

"Okay, okay, everyone, please be quiet," Director Tian clapped his hands and said to everyone, "Let's take a break at noon, and I will tell you about the arrangements for the afternoon."

It was the intermission of the "Poetic Life" program crew's filming. We had just had lunch and had an hour's lunch break.

It is said to be a lunch break, but actually the director wants to use this time to tell everyone about the "play".

Li Xingliang, with his fluffy hair parted to the side, rested his hands on the chair, sitting like the protagonist of a teenage comic, his eyes constantly looking between Qin Yunchang and Qin Yunchu.

He held an orange peel in his hand, and from time to time he tried to put it on Qin Yunshang's head. Qin Yunshang smiled on the surface and quietly hid aside. Finally, he couldn't bear it and slapped the orange peel away.

Li Xingliang's face fell on the spot and he muttered: "Don't be angry, it's just a joke."

"You're not angry, I'm joking with you too." Qin Yunshang smiled on the surface, but in fact he secretly pinched his fingers.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you what to do next afternoon." Director Tian took the program list, glanced at it twice, and said.

Then, he said: "There is an event in the afternoon. According to the company's requirements, before dinner, everyone has to talk about music. How to talk about it specifically..."

He licked his lips and said, "Teacher Wang is going to release a new album. You can reveal it a little bit."

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Then Li Xingliang, ask Teacher Wang if he has listened to your own songs and ask him to comment on them."

Li Xingliang came to his senses and said, "Oh, okay."

"Then everyone will participate in the discussion," Director Tian turned over a page of the program and continued, "Praise the young people more, and how to praise them specifically. The teachers must know better than me, so I won't teach."

Everyone was expressionless.

Having said so much, I just want to strongly recommend Li Xingliang.

Time soon came to the afternoon, and as soon as the live broadcast started, a large number of viewers came in.

"It's finally opened. I've been living with this for the past few days."

"Me too, I find that if I don't watch this show, I feel like there are ants crawling on my body."

"Where is Xinhai? Where is Xinhai? I ask this question every day, where is my Xinhai?"

…

The process quickly progressed to the "praise group" session. After Wang Feng briefly talked about his new album, Li Xingliang joined in with a youthful look.

"Teacher Wang, have you heard of my "In the Name of Xing"?"

Wang Feng glanced at him and said, "Ah, I've heard of it. It's very popular recently."

"Excuse me for interrupting you, could you... comment a little on what are the shortcomings of my song?" Li Xingliang clenched his fists and asked respectfully like a student.

Seeing his shy and pitiful expression, many bright pinks in the barrage immediately exploded.

"Ah ah! Brother is so young! I love him so much!"

“I like my humble and polite brother best!”

Wang Feng pondered for a while and said: "Your songs are full of vitality and vitality."

Li Xingliang smiled, showing his white teeth: "You praise me so much that I feel embarrassed. In fact, I must have many shortcomings. I hope you can give me more opinions."

He Ling stood beside him and complimented him at the right time: "There is another big shot here, Xing Liang, you can ask him."

He was referring to Xu Xiangxiao.

Li Xingliang ran to Xu Xiangxiao in small steps, bowed respectfully, and said:

"Sister Xiangxiao, can you comment on my first album?"

Xu Xiangxiao said simply: "I haven't heard of it."
Chapter completed!