"Wen Zheng! No one can humiliate people like you!"

Wang Sisi's face was livid, and she glared at Wen Zheng, who was bowing his head at the desk, "Even if I'm not good at writing songs, what do you mean by asking me to withdraw from the circle?! Is my level not even considered to be at the bottom of the circle? You made it clear today!

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"Huh? I didn't talk about your song."

Wen Zheng blinked his big innocent eyes with a confused look on his face. Then he suddenly understood and quickly changed his words, "You misunderstood! What I want to say is that my parents mean that after we get married, can you develop some other interests?"

If it’s not my hobby, I can just stay at home.”

Wang Sisi sneered and said: "Really? Your parents also think that I am not suitable to be a singer and should quit the industry, right?"

"Oh," Wen Zheng begged, "don't hold on to this."

"I'm holding on and won't let go?"

Wang Sisi chuckled softly, "Who is nagging you? If you don't want to help me correct it, don't force it. I think the prose I write is eye-catching, and I can't stand your face!"

"How can it be prose? It's obviously lyrics!"

Wen Zheng said, but the movement of his hand stopped. At this time, he pushed the manuscript forward, "Here! Look, I have changed the lyrics for you. The reason why it can be so fast is mainly due to your contribution.

I only need to delete a few things, and the lyrics can be used completely."

Even though Wang Sisi looked unhappy, she couldn't help but take a look.

The manuscript, which had been drawn by her repeatedly, was now even more messy, but Wen Zheng's handwriting was still easily legible.

Because the fonts of the two people are completely different.

In fact, her handwriting is not bad, and can even be called delicate, but when placed next to Wen Zheng's handwriting, she looks a bit like a primary school student.

"Gray sky, your face."

Half of the sentence was written by her, and the other half was added by Wen Zheng.

"After loving, crying, laughing, and pain, all that's left is goodbye."

This sentence is Wen Zheng's condensation of five of her sentences. She has these words in the original play, but she just wrote a long paragraph.

"My face was wet with tears. This is how it feels to lose the person you love for the first time."

Next to her original sentence, she said, after saying goodbye, tears blurred her eyes, and she couldn't see the face clearly, as if there was a sudden breakpoint in the memory...

It was still a long paragraph, but Wen Zheng changed it to two sentences.

Seeing this, her expression improved slightly.

Wen Zheng took the opportunity and said, "There is a banquet tomorrow. Will you come with me to relax?"

"Change it quickly and stop talking nonsense."

Wang Sisi sat back on the sofa, "I'll decide what to do tomorrow depending on my mood. I just want to release a new song today!"

Wen Zheng smiled wryly.

As a music director, I am not as good as a doorman to Wang Sisi. I can really fall out with him whenever he wants.

No matter what, who is my daughter-in-law? How can I not pamper her?

More than half an hour later.

Wen Zheng copied the lyrics and music again on another piece of paper and handed it to Wang Sisi. He said sincerely: "Let's take a look. The lyrics haven't changed much. I only used a little bit of your original melody. I hope you don't mind."

Let’s not talk about the content on the paper. Just take a look at the overall look and feel of Wen Zheng’s writing. Anyone who is not blind will give it a thumbs up. It is pleasing to the eye.

Apart from being clean and tidy, the charm revealed between the lines is somewhat similar to that of ancient inscriptions.

"My first love? Did you change the song title for me too?"

Wang Sisi just asked casually.

Wen Zheng faced the enemy and hurriedly explained: "Simple and clear. In addition, considering that most of your audience is young people, such a topic is more likely to attract people. Most young people can eat too much, and they are seven-year-old people."

Eight, I think about love and love every day."

Wang Sisi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Having enough food and clothing and lust? Are you considered a young person? A middle-aged person? Or an old person?"

"Food and clothing, lustful thoughts."

Wen Zheng corrected his sentence and then looked at Wang Sisi with a wicked smile.

Wang Sisi's head was full of black lines and she said angrily: "Wrathful! Return the original manuscript to me. I'm going to prepare to record the song. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Wen Zheng picked up the manuscript and said to himself: "I want to keep this manuscript and frame it and hang it in the bedroom someday."

Wang Sisi treated him coldly, confronted him for a few seconds, then turned around and walked away.

Something happened while Wen Zheng was waiting for her to snatch it away. As a result, he found himself bored, so he could only put away the manuscript angrily and wandered to Zhao Qiuxing's office for a visit.

I don’t know if Yueyin’s work efficiency was forced by Wen Zheng before, or if she has always been so efficient.

In most of the day, the accompaniment of Wang Sisi's new song was completed, but due to Wang Sisi's performance, the finished product was not recorded that day.

The next day.

Feng Xiaoyong called Wen Zheng again early in the morning and told him that a car would pick him up in the afternoon.

afternoon.

Wang Sisi looked at Wen Zheng, who had just changed his clothes casually, and couldn't help but ask: "Shall we go empty-handed? Don't you prepare any gifts?"

"Gift?"

Wen Zheng seemed to have heard a huge joke, "His father and I are not familiar with each other, and this is only a once-in-a-lifetime incident. I don't want to take the opportunity to make any friends. It would be nice if I could sing a song for him for free. I also want a gift."

?Do you really think that the money in my pocket came from the strong wind?"

"Which one do you think looks better on me?"

Wang Sisi stood at the door holding two sets of clothes, "Do you know what level of person Feng Xiaoyong's father is? He is a real business tycoon and a family business. It is the first time to attend a banquet of this level. I was a little panicked.

If I dress inappropriately, I will be laughed at when I enter the house. Suddenly I feel that I have so few clothes."

"purchase!"

Wen Zheng waved his hand and lit a cigarette for himself, "Actually, I think you look good in whatever you wear, really. So don't worry about what is appropriate or inappropriate."

"That won't work! Forget it, I'll just pick the most expensive one and wear it. I won't embarrass you."

Wang Sisi went back to the house to change her clothes, and when she came back to sit down with Wen Zheng, she looked uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Zheng couldn't help but ask.

Wang Sisi sighed: "Do you know how many trillionaires there are in the Dragon Kingdom? There are five of them on the list alone! Rumor has it that Feng Xiaoyong's father is one of the powerful ones who is not on the list. Do you think he can participate in this event?

People who hold banquets of various levels must be who they are."

"Why are you thinking so much? After we go, it's time to eat and drink. When we're done, we'll just slap our butts and leave."

Wen Zheng said perfunctorily, then asked, "Where is your mother? I didn't see him when I came back yesterday."

"I found a poker friend," Wang Sisi looked a little helpless. "In addition to taking Liu Ziyue to Liuliuwan in the morning, I handed your sister over to Lin Qi at noon and then went to catch the poker game."

Wen Zheng was silent for a moment, and then reminded: "It seems to tell her to play less cards. Anyway, compared to your home, she is not familiar with the people here."

"I'll advise you later."

As soon as Wang Sisi finished speaking, Feng Xiaoyong's call came.

When Wen Zheng learned that the car was already at his door, Lin and Wang Sisi strode out of the door.

At the door, a man in a black suit stood next to a phantom car.

After Wen Zheng and Wang Sisi got in the car, they drove in black suits without saying a word, which made Wang Sisi suspect for a time that the driver was mute.

Not long after.

When the car slowly stopped in front of a hotel, Wang Sisi looked a little disappointed.

She originally thought that a boss of this level would at least have a manor or something, but in the end she just found a hotel at random. Fortunately, this hotel was pretty good.

Before Wen Zheng got out of the car, he saw Feng Xiaoyong.

However, Feng Xiaoyong seemed to be arguing with the middle-aged man next to him, and judging from the momentum of the two of them, Feng Xiaoyong obviously suffered a lot.

"Do you know what day it is today? I'm usually too lazy to talk to you, but today you have to stay with me and you can't go anywhere!"

"Brother, I just came out to pick up a friend."

"Friend? How many of your cuckold friends can get on the stage? Dad wants to see you by name, so come back with me! No matter how busy your eldest sister is above, I don't have time to waste time with you!"

"I'll go up there myself. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business and delay the gift I prepared for dad..."

"What other decent gifts can you prepare? Haha, I have made progress, at least this year I don't plan to ask for money. Last year on my dad's birthday, you asked him for money in public, and my dad almost had a heart attack..."

Wen Zheng vaguely listened to the conversation between the two and couldn't help complaining in his heart:

According to this situation, when I go over later, do I have to say, Master, Master, he knows he was wrong. Now please go back and take charge of the overall situation. There are 30 billion in this card, you can spend it as you like.

Thinking of this, a playful smile appeared on his lips.
To be continued...