Li Qingshen felt the burning of his fingertips, and lowered his head, and the smoke was burning to the end.

He pushed the cigarette out of the ashtray next to him and smoked another one.

His emotions about her recently were complicated, disappointed and grateful.

Fortunately, he happened to hear what she said that day, and also glad that he trapped her with Enson and did not let her go further and further on the road of no return.

She was disappointed because of a man, she became neither human nor ghost.

Li Qingshen slowly spat out a puff of cigarettes. He knew very well what he got angry with her that day.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew very well that for a long time, he had been very jealous of the man named Lu Niange.

After taking another sip of cigarette, Li Qingshen put out most of the remaining parts in the ashtray and returned to the table.

He opened the drawer and took out the album from it.

The girl inside has clear eyebrows, beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, clean and cute.

He watched silently for a while, sighed lightly, picked up his cell phone, and dialed out: "Let's have a PK competition. Whoever wins the PK will choose to sing this song."

When he hung up the phone, his fingers fell on the album, his fingertips slightly stroked her cheeks, thinking to himself that in front of her, he was so backboneless.

Even though she was a little angry that she didn't respect herself or love her, she still couldn't help but want to help her.

…

Ling Momo spent every day in uneasy. She felt that she was very promising and that she had no chance. In this feeling of ups and downs, she finally waited for the call from SE.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't say much, just asked her to come to the company.

She hurried out and went out to the company to learn that the new mythological song had attracted six people, one of which was her.

But as for who of these six people will get this song, they still have to watch the PK competition in a week.

After saying that, the person who handed over the matter with Ling Momo handed her a copy of information, which contained the specific procedures and rules of the competition.

Ling Momo put away the things, thanked the staff repeatedly, and left with great enthusiasm.

She went to the bathroom first, then walked to the elevator. On the way, she passed an office. The door was not closed tightly. She heard a familiar laugh from the crack in the half-open door.

Ling Momo subconsciously stopped and looked in.

I saw SE production director Li Pang delivering tea to Jian Chenxi with great affection.

Jian Chenxi is a bit beautiful and is also a popular female singer. Even Li Pang wants to sell her a little bit of thin face.

Jian Chenxi had a smiley face with a white and red look. When her eyes blinked, she felt a little charming. She stretched out her hands to Li Zhuo to take the tea: "Thank you!"

Li Zhuo followed the situation and touched Jian Chenxi's slender hand twice, but Jian Chenxi did not dodge.

When people are in this circle, some people say that they are female singers who say they are good, but they are no different from singing. Many people look bright and beautiful, but they don’t know how many things they have done to destroy their views behind their backs.

Just like her, she still had a hidden rule in the palace in order to fight for that breath.

Seeing that Jian Chenxi did not dodge, Li Zhuo became more and more bold. He sat on the sofa with his body tightly against Jian Chenxi, and his hands wrapped around Jian Chenxi's waist, and he didn't know what he said when he put it on her ear.

Jian Chenxi looked very disgusted, but she didn't dodge her. She pretended to cooperate and laughed twice, and said pretentiously: "Mr. Li, you really hate it."

Li Zhuo smiled and took the opportunity to touch Jian Chenxi's waist: "A few days ago, I bought a painting, which is quite beautiful. Do you want to go to my house to take a look?"

The hint in his words was nothing more direct.

Looking at paintings is a cover, but meeting a cannon is the real thing.

Jian Chenxi blinked, and did not say he would go, nor did he say he wouldn't go. Instead, he coaxed Li Zhuo and asked: "Mr. Li, isn't it true that he got the new mythological song? Why is there another PK match now?"

Li Pang sighed, "I don't know so clearly what's going on. It's the above meaning, it seems to be an order issued by Enson."

"Enson?" Jian Chenxi asked in surprise and asked again: "Who are those six people? Mr. Li, do you know?"

Li Pang: "I don't know very well, but there are two in our company, besides you, there is one. I'm not very famous. I don't have any impression of it. It seems that it's called Mo?"

Jian Chenxi: "Ling Momo?"

Li Pang: "Yes, yes, it's her."

Jian Chenxi's eyes were obviously much colder, but she did not lose her composure in front of Li Zhuo. She quickly laughed and coaxed Li Zhuo for a while, saying a bunch of compliments like asking him to take care of her more and going back to invite him to a meal.

Jian Chenxi has always been very targeted. When she got the information she wanted, she was too lazy to get too entangled with a greasy middle-aged bald old man like Li Zhuo, and soon found an excuse to walk out of the office.

Close the door, Jian Chenxi turned around and saw Ling Momo who had been standing against the wall for a long time.

She was stunned for a moment, stared at Ling Momo without saying anything.

Ling Momo looked back at her without any intention of speaking.

The two of them faced each other for a while. Jian Chenxi walked forward gracefully in high heels, looked forward two steps forward with a leisurely expression, looked up and down Ling Momo with a leisurely expression, and then smiled, with a beautiful smile, but with a sharp look: "I really didn't expect that you could get the qualification to be a new song for the campaign myth. I really underestimate you."

Ling Momo leaned against the wall lazily, stretched out his hand to stroke his bangs, and looked at Jian Chenxi with a smile: "Yes, I didn't expect that I still have such skills. I'm so embarrassed. Miss Jian, I've disappointed you again."

Jian Chenxi looked at her and laughed coldly, not at all calm: "It's not disappointment, I'm just a little curious. How long can I coax Enson with someone like you?"

Jian Chenxi slowly moved forward, "You were not my opponent in the past, and you are even more unlikely to be my opponent now. Lu Niange can be mine. Do you think Enson won't?"

As he said that, Jian Chenxi gently patted Ling Momo's shoulder: "Maybe, the opportunity for PK competition Enson this time is to draw a line with you, so come on."

…

The PK match of the new Mythological Song is scheduled for next Thursday.

After Ling Momo and Li Qingshen parted unhappily, they never went to Li Qingshen to study again, and Li Qingshen never made a call.

After careful calculation, the two of them have not been in contact for more than half a month.

Ling Momo knew that myths were legends in the music industry, and she would come to admit her mistake sooner or later. However, she had to do more important things in front of her, so she focused on preparing for the PK competition, so she naturally ignored Li Qingshen.

Li Qingshen completed the theme song of director Wang Yi’s new film a week ago, and he has been very free this week.

She didn't come on Monday.

She still didn't come on Tuesday.

On Wednesday, he got up early that morning, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the music room on the third floor of the villa, made a pot of tea, and quietly watched the way down the mountain.

She didn't show up until nightfall.

The sky gradually darkened, and the road leading to the foot of the mountain was pitch black and there was no one figure.

Li Qingshen moved stiffly, stared at the desk beside him, and for a moment of excitement before walking over.

There is a thick layer of A4 paper on it, each piece is covered with music scores copied by girls, with delicate and beautiful handwriting.

Qing Shen picked up a few pictures and slowly looked through them. He found that some of the handwriting was neat and some were sloppy. I am afraid that when she wrote it, she would have a calm mind for a while and a restless mind for a while.

Li Qingshen stared at him for a long time before tidying up the A4 papers and placing them in a corner of the desk.

Then, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, as if he was trapped in some kind of thoughtful thought. He stared at the starry sky outside for a long time before picking up a cell phone beside him and dialed a phone call to Ling Momo - as Enson.

When Ling Momo's phone rang, she was having supper.

The caller ID is an unknown number.

She vaguely guessed who it was, paused for a few seconds, answered, with something in her mouth, and her voice was a little vague: "Hey, hello."
Chapter completed!