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"If, I'm just saying if! Suppose there is a song, let's call it a, and there is another song, let's call it b. As for the song a, you will create it yourself in one or two years.

Then b, it is a famous song by another singer a few years later. Of course, the song b is also very good, so good that it can win a Grammy Award! So, suppose I can give you these two songs now,

If the two songs were released two years ago and moved to the present, would you choose a? Or b?" Zhou Shaoming tried his best to explain, trying to make Ai Weier, who looked at him with wide eyes, understand.

"Haha, haha!" Ai Wei'er opened her mouth and laughed in an unladylike way. Finally, she hugged her belly and bent into a shrimp, with tears in her eyes.

"Hey, what's going on? Choose a or b, answer me quickly!" Zhou Shaoming has been troubled by this question for a long time. He doesn't know whether he should use his points to redeem Ai Wei'er's future songs or redeem them for something else.

The singer's best work.

If it was out of Zhou Shaoming's dark little mentality, he would of course choose b. Anyway, a is his own and no one can take it away. But if he snatches b, wouldn't he have an extra good song and follow the path of others?

, leaving others with nowhere to go is Zhou Shaoming’s life motto hidden deep in his heart.

But Ai Wei'er, I guess she's not as shallow as herself, right? Zhou Shaoming looked at Ai Wei'er who couldn't stop laughing, and was very frustrated to find that although he was 22 years old, he was not as courageous as 16-year-old Ai Wei'er.

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"Stop laughing! Okay, I know, I know you will choose a!" Zhou Shaoming gradually turned red and yelled fiercely: "If it were me, I would choose b! Anyway, if you become a bad person, then...

Do it to the end!”

"You chose b? Hahahaha, you actually chose b? I really didn't expect you to choose b! It made me laugh!" Ai Wei'er finally stopped laughing when she heard Zhou Shaoming's serious and somewhat embarrassed face.

, burst into even louder laughter, rolled directly into his arms, and wiped his tears and nose with his clothes.

"I know you chose a, but it doesn't mean anything! What's so funny!" Zhou Shaoming seemed to be defeated by Ai Wei'er, knocking off her hand that was grabbing his clothes and wiping away her tears, with a look of ruin on his face.

Ai Wei'er retracted her hands in dissatisfaction, and then threw herself into Zhou Shaoming's arms again. Despite his hard struggle, she wiped the tears from her laughter on his clothes, and then raised her youthful and beautiful face.

, said disdainfully: "I won't choose a, let alone b! Why do you think I will do that just because you think of it? I want to choose now! The me in one or two years will have nothing to do with the me now.

I may have had my own feelings about life at that time and wrote songs from my own heart. But now, I have my own thoughts and my current thoughts! The songs I write now represent me and my present! You

Understand?"

"I don't quite understand!" Zhou Shaoming answered honestly with a confused look on his face.

"You are so stupid! How did you become a director?" Ai Wei'er pouted, grabbing Zhou Shaoming's hair with dissatisfaction, and suddenly got very close, her eyelashes almost touching her eyelashes, nose touching nose, and then

Looking into his black eyes, she said word by word: "A person who is passionately in love cannot write a sad song, and a sad person cannot play a happy piano. Do you understand?"

Zhou Shaoming, who was confused, still shook his head and replied sadly: "I, I still don't understand."

"Bang!" The sound of something heavy falling to the ground came from the door.

Zhou Shaoming and Ai Weier turned to look, but they saw Christina with an angry look on her face!

Only then did Zhou Shaoming realize that Ai Wei'er and he were almost entangled on the sofa, and she was grabbing his hair rudely, and her face was so close to his that he could feel the other person's breathing.

From the perspective of Christina at the door, the two of them were obviously intimate...

"Oh, no! It's not like that! Christina! Don't misunderstand me!" Zhou Shaoming jumped up like a guy with an arrow in his knee, hurriedly patted his wrinkled clothes, and then...

He watched helplessly as the angry Christina ran back to the room upstairs.

"Ah, Christina, don't be angry, listen to me!" Zhou Shaoming followed in a panic.

"Don't worry, she's not too angry, otherwise she would run out the door instead of running upstairs to listen to your explanation!" Avril fell back on the sofa, threw a piece of popcorn into her mouth, and then hid on the sofa alone

Beside the armrest, an unspeakable smile appeared secretly.

Zhou Shaoming rushed upstairs. Christina was sitting on the bed. She seemed to be an aggrieved child hiding in the shadows. She bent her legs, folded her arms, and leaned her delicate face on her knees, letting her beautiful face

Her blond hair flew down like a waterfall.

"Christina, I really didn't do anything bad! Avril is only 16 years old, and I treat her like a sister. I brought her to the United States alone, and I always have to take good care of her. Do you think so?

"?" Zhou Shaoming climbed onto the bed carefully, took Christina into his arms, and then saw that she didn't resist, so he said with a shy smile.

"Not now, doesn't mean there won't be anymore in the future! I know you have no interest in her now. She is still a little girl and doesn't understand anything. But what if she grows up? What about three years later? What about four years later? You can still

Treat her like a sister?" Christina's eyes were red, but she quickly sniffed and turned to question Zhou Shaoming.

"How is that possible! She will always be my sister! You also know that what I like is a tall figure like you, big where it should be, thin where it should be, sexy and hot blonde! I can

I'm not a lolicon, I like little girls who haven't grown yet!" Zhou Shaoming saw that Christina wasn't very angry at her words, so he became bold, caressing her long legs, and gently kissed her face

He kissed her softly, then bit her earlobe and said.

Christina thought about it for a moment. Ever since she got to know Zhou Shaoming, he seemed to have no interest in little girls who had not grown up yet. However, she had been caught several times staring at her waist when walking on the street.

The beauty didn't even blink, looking like a pig brother who was about to drool, so she was relieved secretly, but when she turned around and thought about it, she still felt wrong, so she pretended to be angry and asked: "Ha, even if you don't like her like this

Little girl, do you like someone like me? Hollywood is in short supply of sexy girls like me! So in the future you will be interested in having sex with other blonde beauties behind my back?"

"Conscience of heaven and earth! I swear in the name of God! The only thing I, Smith, Zhou likes is Christina! No other girl can make me tempted!" When Zhou Shaoming saw the drama, he quickly cursed and swore, sweet-talking and asking for no money.

Christina rushed over.

After all, she was only a 19-year-old girl. Christina was quickly defeated by her lover's affectionate offensive. She fell into his hot breath and deep and sweet kiss, and was so lost that she didn't know where to go.
Chapter completed!